Chapter 142: The Death of Meng and Wang Lang [Ask for Collection]

Ask Wang Yuanji to say that the attributes are dripping......

The dark clouds are black, the sky and the earth are dark, shouting and screaming......

"Shoot the arrows!" A foot archer shouted on the arrow tower in the fence of a camp, and countless arrows were thrown out of the village, and outside the stockade, the soldiers who rushed forward to kill suddenly fell one piece.

Another fence was struck hard by a military general, and it was instantly blown to pieces, and the military general shouted to kill, and rushed in first, and countless soldiers behind him were like a torrent of broken embankments, finding the outlet of Xuan Xuan, and rushed in. Suddenly, the last protection that the soldiers had relied on turned into nothingness.

"Kill!" But it was a leopard-skinned spear-wielding general who led troops to kill from a distance, but it was Zhu Rong's brother who brought the cave master, and the cave master saw that the enemy general was arrogant, and killed hundreds of people one after another, but his eyes were bloodshot and he roared to kill, and he stabbed with a spear. Suddenly, the two of them drowned together, and suddenly the murderous energy was like a dragon dancing, and the soldiers on both sides were not allowed to get close.

There is more than one such situation, but in another place, the king of Mulu is also in the middle of a battle with Cao Xing, and the vulture bone is also fighting with Tsutsui to the point of madness. And Zhu Rong is also inseparable from Wang Yuanji's battle; However, one of the battle circles in the deepest part of the camp was one-sided suppression.

Meng Huo held two thorny sledgehammers and fought with Wang Lang and Yin Moro ghosts, flying dragons soaring into the sky, dancing phoenixes and soaring clouds, golden horses neighing, and iron roaring tigers, but for a while it was dazzling and difficult to distinguish who won and who lost. However, if there are military generals standing on the side, it can be seen that although Meng Shu is brave, he has defense and no attack.

Meng Huo is a fierce general in the world, and it is difficult for a non-first-class military general to win. But it is a real second-rate peak, which is enough to be proud of the others. However, his opponent is not an ordinary character, Wang Lang is already strong and does not fall behind him, if the two fight hard, it is difficult to distinguish the winner without entering the three hundred rounds. Now there is another ghost general next to him who is only slightly inferior to him. After being besieged by the two, although Meng Huo was invincible to 10,000 people, he was also suppressed, although he roared again and again, roaring and shaking the sky, he also had no power to fight back.

"Meng Huo, as long as you are willing to serve Lord Yuan Lu Zhi, you continue to be your Southern Barbarian King, why be so stubborn." Wang Lang stabbed a sword out of his mouth, but persuaded him to surrender and said. It was not so much to persuade him to surrender as to distract Meng from getting attention.

"Hahaha! You Wang Lang is a famous scholar in the Central Plains, but you don't want to say such child's play, you can't be stupid when this king, my barbarian tribe has millions of people and countless soldiers, if you vote for Yuan Lu Zhi, can it let me continue to be the king of the Southern Barbarians? I'm afraid that they want to take away my military power and leave a vacant position with me, otherwise why do you want to crusade against me? ”

"Humph! I don't know how to lift, Lord Wang Lang, I will work together to kill this fang. The Yin Moro Ghost snorted coldly, and the huge force in his hand ran through the spear, but he killed Meng Shu again. When Wang Lang heard this, he also used all his strength to fight.

For a while, the three-person battle circle was funny, the golden soldiers were handed over, the sparks were blooming brightly, the blunt impact was buzzing, and the warring soldiers on both sides who were standing closer only felt dazzled, their ears were roaring and deaf, and it was a little difficult to stand up for a while with dizziness.

"Kill!" The Yin Mora ghost shot like a dragon going out to sea, the strength was tangled and staggered, and the sound was churning like a groan. The spear stabbed Meng Shu fiercely with the power of Wan Jun. Meng Shu's face changed wildly, but he hurriedly raised the double hammer to resist, but at this time, he had just fought hard with Wang Lang, but the old force had just gone, and the new force had not yet been born, so he hurriedly resisted, which would be able to resist Wang Lang's hard blow. I felt a huge force hit the double hammer, and my hands were weak to clench, and the two huge thorny sledgehammers instantly got out of my hands, but they flew into Meng Shu's heart, and suddenly Meng Shu's feet were light, and his body, which was not weaker than a bear, flew out of several meters like a cloud and mist, and smashed heavily on the sand. But it was a "poof", and he couldn't bear the qi and blood that almost burst through his chest, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and a bright red blood arrow spurted out. Apparently the injury was not small.

However, Meng Shu was able to sit firmly in the position of the Southern Barbarian King, obviously not so delicate, although his chest cavity had already collapsed by the impact of his own thorny sledgehammer, but he still screamed violently, turned over, and drowned together. The pumpkin sledgehammer in his hand flickered up and down, left and right, attacking and defending, as if he was alive, but it was three points more violent than before.

"Humph! Trapped beasts are still fighting! Wang Lang sneered, but he also fought to the end, and the long sword in his hand danced wildly like a prodigal son drunk. Suddenly, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, it drove straight into the void, and suddenly it seemed like a swimming dragon crisscrossing the world, swinging its tail up and down in an instant. However, this gentleman's soldier was used to the extreme, and between his gestures, it was extremely elegant, with dew like spring plums, fluttering like winter snow, showing outstanding sassy and heroic posture.

Although Meng Shu was brave for a while, he was only in one go, but after a while, he slowly began to lose the upper hand, until finally he even felt that the infinite power was slowly disappearing. Meng Xu knew that he had missed and injured his hand before, but he started to do it at this time, and his strength was also lost as suddenly as before. If we continue to fight like this, defeat is only a matter of time. Thinking of this, Meng Shu couldn't help gritting his teeth, seeing that Wang Lang's sword was like a poisonous snake, but he didn't resist at all, and let the long sword pierce into his right chest. He snorted, but grinned at Wang Lang, but the thorny sledgehammer in his hand smashed towards Wang Lang like Mount Tai.

Wang Lang was stunned by Meng Shu's actions, and was startled by Meng Shu's hideous smile, but he didn't react for a while, and brought it to the darkness in front of him, and then he looked up with a shocked face and watched the thorny sledgehammer gradually enlarge in his eyes. I felt a sudden sharp pain in my head, but I lost consciousness. Dead can no longer be.

The Yin Moro Ghost had already tried his best to attack Meng Shu with one shot, although he saw Meng Shu's thoughts, but it was difficult to stop the attack for a while and go to the rescue, so he could only watch Wang Lang being smashed into flesh by Meng Shu but could not do anything. I was horrified, so I had to do my best to shoot a shot.

only listened to the sneer, but before Meng Shu could react, a shot pierced Meng Shu's waist. Although the waist eye did not hinder his life, but it was the place of strength, and when he was injured at this time, Meng Shu's face changed wildly. Where do you dare to fight any more, drop your weapon and turn around and want to flee, but at this time, he ran there without being harmed. It's just that he can't run a few meters, but he feels that his heart is together, but a spear has broken out of his heart. The brain sank, but there was no consciousness anymore.

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