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Standing on the top of the mountain on the south bank of the West Lake, the great monk Fahai was crying and mourning at this time, and at the same time he was very happy in his heart.

The scene was a bit unexpected for him.

The momentum of thousands of iron cavalry charging, Fahai has lived for so many years, so he has naturally seen it.

Not to mention the turbulent scene of thousands of horsemen, it is the turbulent scene of ten thousand horsemen rushing into battle, when the Great Song Dynasty opened the country, he Fahai was also destined to see it.

But what if thousands of knights who had cultivated the Dao Law rode thousands of spirit beast horses mixed with dragon blood to charge?

Mountaineering, treading water, killing.

Charge, charge, charge.

Thousands of Yanyun iron horsemen lined up in three columns, mixed with dangling dragon horses, charging with an indomitable momentum!

Like a tidal tide overflowing, drowning everything that is visible.

Whether it's a demon or a star in the sky.

"Amitabha, because of the good thoughts of the poor monks, this time it is for my Buddhism to get out of the catastrophe"

A Buddha horn was recited, and the star monarchs and stars in the distance, which condensed the power of the stars, had turned into nothingness under the iron horse at this time, and there was no longer half a doppelganger.

There was some panic in his heart, but if he Fahai was in front of the cavalry array, he was afraid that there would be no difference.

This is the Yanyun Iron Cavalry, after 80 years of building, the strongest force of the Great Song Dynasty that cost the court a penny of annual income and several major families mixed with shares.

At the beginning, Huangkou Xiaoer and Chen Jian pointed at the foot of Mount Hua, and said in that tender voice: "Aren't the gods amazing?"

Give me half a jiazi, dare to call no one in this world an immortal! ”

At that time, no one cared, just regarded it as a child's arrogance.

But now?

In the face of these thousands of iron riders, how many people will think like that?

So the gods are amazing, aren't they?

Thirty years after Huashan's discussion, Chen Shuxian went, a rare earth immortal in the world, died three years earlier than Zhao Kuangyin, who was half a life of Narong Ma.

How did he die?

Thousands of iron riders surrounded Huashan!

An iron horse composed of standard dragon spears, dragon-blood horses, and first-class warriors wearing complete sets of magic weapons!

Song Taizu knew that his life would not be long in coming, and it was rumored in the palace that he was afraid of being lonely after death, thinking that someone would play chess with him or something.

Like what... That old Taoist priest who went down with him to win Huashan is not bad?

Isn't that a good candidate......

Then Chen Tuan was implicated and died because of such a trumped-up reason......

It's unreasonable, but no one can argue with it.

Because he's the emperor!

It's the Son of Heaven!

Because he has three thousand Yanyun Iron Cavalry in his hands!!

The disaster of cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and the catastrophe of the end of the Taoist system.

Chen Jian had no choice but to dissect someone one step ahead of him.

And after getting the news of Chen Jun's death, Song Taizu laughed in the palace for three days without stopping.

I am a mortal, an emperor, there is a dragon qi to hinder the cultivation of immortals, I only have a hundred years of life, and it is very short for you Chen Luan.

But I can let you, an immortal in the world, and let you, a monk, be powerful, and go away one step ahead of me.

This is the Emperor of Humans!

Are you an earth immortal with a longevity of 3,000 yuan?

I'm the Emperor of People!

Do you have infinite mana, and you can open mountains and gravel?

I'm the Emperor of People!

Can you cut off the river with one finger and subdue the dragon to travel through the clouds and rain?

If I want you to die, you must die!

If you don't die, then I'll help you die!

Chen Tuan died, Unai lost his voice, and countless cultivators panicked.

Therefore, there is such an organization as the Great Song Stargazing Tower.

The actress Jun asked Zhang Mian: "Isn't it easy to practice?" Do you really plan to be loyal to the Great Song Dynasty? I'll send you the elixir of ascension, can you become an immortal? ”

Zhang Mian was silent.

It's not that I don't want to, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare, it's that I can

He Zhang Mian has the inheritance of Longhu Mountain behind him, if Zhang Mian nods here, within a month, there will be no longer the blessed land of Longhu Mountain in this world!

A thousand-year-old reputation is ruined?

How can Zhang Mian afford this eternal crime!

Under this threat, how dare Zhang Mian lower his head?

At this time, thousands of iron horsemen came to a scene of killing immortals on the bank of the West Lake, but how many people dare to squeak?

Even the old dragon and the thunder god in the sky, didn't they also borrow an excuse to escape first?

The affairs of the human race are not just words, but mountain by mountain!

On the shore of the West Lake, Zhang Mian was still panting, looking at the iron horses that swept past him, his eyes were full of shock.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you'll never know how fierce this Yanyun Iron Rider is.

Seeing those star monarchs who were showing off their martial arts being pierced through the body by the dragon spear, and seeing their spells, formations, and immortal methods being scattered by the military soul, this kind of shock is not something that can be said in a few words!

Yanyun Iron Riding was blowing like the wind.

After the wind blows.

Nanshan is still the same Nanshan, and the West Lake is still the same West Lake.

But on the shore of the West Lake, there is only the corpses of fish and shrimp, as well as pools of blood and corpses everywhere.

There were waves at the water's edge, and Zhao Han and Bai Suzhen emerged from the water.

Her clothes were soaked by the lake water, and Bai Suzhen performed the Taoist method, and soon became dry again.

walked to the shore with Zhao Han step by step.

There, Shangqian Long rode off his horse and bowed to Zhao Han beside her.

The iron glove rattled on the cuirass.

An ironclad soldier with the rank of captain at the front bowed his head and said, "I'm waiting for the escort to be late, and I hope the general will punish me."

On a cloudy day, there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing.

The hair behind Zhang Mian was blowing, afraid that Zhao Han would say the words that he would break the mountain and destroy the gods.

Zhang Mian knew that if Zhao Han said it, then these terrifying cavalry passed down from generation to generation would definitely turn around and kill the immortal temples here, and the other Yanyun Iron Cavalry would also start a new round of cleaning of the Divine Dao and the Immortal Dao.

Because this Yanyun cavalry was established by the young man in front of him......

"Late?" Zhao Han chuckled.

"General!"

"It's okay, I don't blame you, now that you're done, you can go back to the camp."

After saying this, Zhao Han took Bai Suzhen's hand and strolled towards the "White Mansion".

At this time, Zhao Han really didn't have the mood to care about anything.

Whether it was Zhang Mian's vacillation just now, or the words of this Captain Yanyun to show loyalty to him, these would not make his heart flutter for him.

The current cavalry may be called elite, after all, it is fed with the power of a country, or it is created by the training method of the main plane Yanyun Iron Cavalry.

Compared with the "Junzitou Qingluan Battalion" on the main plane, these iron horses are undoubtedly a lot worse.

As for those behind these cavalry who want to use Zhao Han's name to change the dynasty, Zhao Han has no intention of caring about anything.

He had never been interested in being an emperor or anything.

Even if someone pressed Yan Yun Tieqi, wanted Zhao Han to know the importance of the position of the human emperor, and wanted Zhao Han to compete for the position of the human emperor after experiencing life and death, Zhao Han didn't mind in his heart.

In life, we must always focus on the present, those people do things and do things, but they don't delay the right thing, right?

Since this is the case, then Zhao Han has no reason to be angry.

But just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean that others don't speak.

He doesn't care about that person, but others don't see it that way.

When Zhao Han walked past Zhang Mian's side, the old Taoist priest who had exhausted his vitality gasped and said, "Lord Wang, please collect the luck of the demon clan as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he saw this old Taoist priest who was about to die, bent his knees directly and knelt in front of Zhao Han.

"Huh?"

Watching Zhang Mian kneel, Zhao Han's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Turning around and looking at Bai Suzhen with an inexplicable face, Zhao Han blinked and said with a smile: "Xiaobai, you see that this old man is going to die, should I fulfill his last wish before he dies?" ”

Meet your big-headed ghost!

A red cloud floated on his cheeks, and Bai Suzhen's hand holding his arm quietly pinched hard.

Zhao Han almost cried out in pain......

"Why is it that you old man is not kind?" With a bitter face, Zhao Han said to Zhang Mian with an angry face: "Come on, give me this old man under house arrest for a hundred years, if he dies, I will only ask you!" ”

"No"

Captain Yanyun, who was following behind Zhao Han, responded.

What is house arrest is naturally casually said, Zhang Mian was injured in order to protect Zhao Han into what he is now, but Zhao Han couldn't let him die like this.

He can't do it by seizing the luck of the demon clan or something, but he can still do it if he saves Zhang Mian's life!

Hearing Zhao Han's words, Zhang Mian felt bitter in his heart, and said again without giving up: "Lord Wang, please also put the great cause of the human race first, and you must not delay the national fortune of my Great Song Dynasty because of temporary compassion!" ”

The national fortune of the Great Song Dynasty...

The corners of Zhao Han's mouth twitched.

Why is the matter between him and Xiaobai related to the national fortune of the Great Song Dynasty?

Zhao Han, who just felt that the old Taoist priest was very pleasing to the eye...... At this time, I feel that Zhang Mian is more pleasing to the eye!

What does it mean to be smart?

That's smart people!

Knowing that your prince and I can't sleep alone, I will help match Xiaobai to be the princess of Yanyun.

Old Taoist, are you very good!

was happy in his heart, but Zhao Han didn't show anything on his face, just turned his head and looked at Bai Suzhen pitifully.

"Xiaobai, look..."

Look at you big-headed ghost!

Bai Suzhen secretly grinded her teeth with hatred, and had to make a gentle appearance on her face, and comforted Zhang Mian on the side: "Daochang Zhang, you bothered, there are some things that Suzhen knows in her heart, but you don't need to remind Daoist Chief."

As the saying goes, if the meat squats in the pot, it won't fly with wings, so you old man can play while playing!

One sentence will stop Zhang Mian's mind to say it again!

Who said that the little day really came?

Who said that Xiaobai is easy to deceive?

Having said all this, you're lying to me!

He couldn't stop complaining in his heart, but Zhao Han still looked at Bai Suzhen with tears in his eyes.

Saying that, the hand on his arm has not stopped, and the skin and flesh on his arm are purple at this time.

"Xiaobai...."

"Xiao Han... Your body is weak, do you want to eat something big to make up for it, and make up for your body and bones, so that you can have essence and blood to do other things?"

As he spoke, he saw Bai Suzhen licking the corners of her mouth as if she was threatening.

The pink tongue licked his lips......

Although the pain on his body was aggravated by three points, Zhao Han's heart was still burning with lust when he watched this scene.

And at this moment, a few Yan Yun officers walked out on the side.

They also carried a tortoise shell the size of a millstone in their hands.

"General, I heard that turtle soup is the most nourishing, general, you can use this old turtle soup to make up for your body."

With a snap, the old turtle was thrown in front of Zhao Han.

A ** poked out of it, and the eyes of the mung beans seemed to be full of tears......