Lin Jingyu, the commander of the three thousand cavalry sent by Great Wei this time, was a little drunk.

It seems that he is still reminiscing about the twenty-year-old green bamboo immortal brew that the three princes took out to reward the army.

The slightly drunken eyes swept over the people in the rivers and lakes on both sides of the road.

Let out a disdainful laugh.

He actually looks down on the recklessness of the rivers and lakes.

No matter how powerful the heroes are, how many people can they resist?

At most, it was a small area of fighting, or some smudged during assassination.

Other than that, it's gone.

And even if it is a master at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, even if this master has three heads and six arms, and his defense is impeccable, he will die if his internal strength is exhausted.

Looking at the chivalrous warriors who got out of the way, Lin Jingyu showed a look of disdain.

A bunch of idiots, who think they're doing some great kung fu, are actually potential mobs.

The court presses you, if you don't know martial arts, you will definitely not resist.

And if you will, and resist, it will be death.

As he was thinking, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"General Lin, how far is it?"

It was the voice of the Son.

Lin Jingyu was suddenly shocked, put aside his distracting thoughts, and said respectfully: "There is still half a day to go." ”

The Holy Son is not reckless in the rivers and lakes, it is destined to marry with the royal family of the Great Wei, he is the brother-in-law of the prince, and he is also the prince of the rivers and lakes.

Lin Jingyu is very clear about everyone's labels.

The rivers and lakes are reckless, a group of fools.

The Son, the object of the need to stammer.

As for the elder, he needs to be a fellow disciple of the object, and he can barely give him some respect, but he also looks like a fool.

Lin Jingyu thought so.

But the green-robed elder on Xia Ji's right side had a different idea.

Elder Wisdom stroked his long beard.

In his opinion, everyone here is stupid, what kind of stupid is the general on the right?

Stupid, he didn't bother to be with it at all.

Of course, the Son is not so stupid, better than them.

His performance was not bad, he miraculously regained his strength, he was shocked by Pang Zheng, and he defeated the Sacred Heart with a vigorous and resolute attitude, if he hadn't followed Gong Jiu first, maybe he would have really been impressed by this false Holy Son.

It's just that...

No matter how good this false son is, it is not true after all.

The strength, power, and planning of the master of Miyajiu are unfathomable, and they are far from being comparable to a fake like you.

And, in terms of personality alone.

Elder Wisdom prefers Miyahisa's treacherous, forbearing, and murderous nature.

A master who is willing to leave even the woman he loves to other men is really heartbreaking for the old man.

At first glance, the master is a person who does great things!

But the order given by the master was "let him live, not interfere".

Therefore, Elder Wisdom also continued to do what he should do as an elder, accompanied him on the trip, and if he encountered an enemy, he would also resist with Xia Ji.

...

Three thousand elite soldiers, like thunder galloping.

Soon passed through the Odd Canyon and entered the last buffer zone in front of the plains of the "Slaughterhouse".

A lot of tents have already been set up here, and these are people from all walks of life in the Great Wei River and Lake who arrived in advance.

The Great Wei Shengzi vs. Yan Guo Murong Tea, this level of competition is still worth watching.

The righteous way shouted "protect the gate of our country", and the evil way came to learn the killing technique, because the theme was to watch the battle, so the righteous way and the evil way also agreed to "not fight here, but fight back and fight again".

But.

The grievances and hatreds between the rivers and lakes of the Great Wei and the rivers and lakes of Yan are far more entanglements than the entanglements of good and evil in China.

At the time of the national war, how many beams were knotted?

Therefore, many knights who felt that they had achieved great achievements went directly to the "slaughterhouse" plain and named the opponent's masters.

Then a call came down, with casualties on both sides.

This has been going on for many days.

At the beginning, it was still a battle between the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and the two sides went back and forth.

Later, Murong Tea came in advance.

She was impatient to wait, so she directly killed those knights of Great Wei who came to seek revenge.

There is no way to retribution.

She killed more, and the confrontation between the two sides became more and more intense.

Almost every day, the knights of the Great Wei Jianghu will confront Da Yan, and then the two sides will go head-to-head.

After all, one-on-one is chivalrous.

Many-to-many, that's a fight between countries.

And today, Murong Cha has already killed six masters of the Wei Kingdom.

The momentum of the Yan State is high, and the Wei State is low.

This is the current situation.

...

After a tiring journey, 3,000 elite soldiers were stationed in this buffer zone to rest temporarily.

Accompanied by Elder Wisdom and several elite disciples of the Holy Gate, Xia Ji rode his horse to the outskirts of the blood-stained plain.

After looking for a high hill, several people stood up.

Distance.

The people on both sides of the rivers and lakes are facing each other first.

Murong Cha was cutting a challenging Great Wei knight in half from head to toe, and then laughed arrogantly.

"Waste, you Great Wei can't help but be weak in the imperial court, even the rivers and lakes are so weak? ”

"You witch, your hands are full of blood!

A deep and righteous voice sounded.

A man with a Chinese character face stepped out from Da Wei's side, and after standing still, he ripped off the black cloth on the gun, revealing the steel spear that flashed behind it.

"It's Liangzhou hero Zhao Xiong!"

"It's Zhao Daxia!"

"Five years ago, Zhao Daxia had already condensed the true yuan, with outstanding talent, and he was crawling around the rivers and lakes, and his ability was already extraordinary. ”

"Yes, although the Holy Son has not yet arrived, Zhao Daxia must be able to rub this witch's arrogance first. ”

"Too arrogant, too tyrannical!"

"Zhao Daxia!!"

Murong Cha has fought until now, and even the Red Lotus Knife has not come out, and the pear flower tube given by her best friend is useless, she is dragging the slender and slightly arc Miao knife she usually uses, and the tip of the knife is still dripping blood.

The eyes full of anger looked at the man with a Chinese character face who walked out on the opposite side, revealing some excitement: "Liangzhou hero Zhao Xiong?"

"It's Zhao, although your opponent should be the Holy Son, but he is still in the future, so I will live with you first!"

"Your eyes are good, after I kill you, I will take off your eyes and wrap them in crystals, hahaha!"

"Witch, you are so violent, Zhao will not spare his hand!"

The man with the Chinese character face danced the spear with two spear flowers, and the wind was loud, and a cyan air flow poured into the spear from his arm.

At this moment, this spear that penetrates the internal force is a boulder that can also be drawn in half, and if it pierces the steel, I am afraid that it can also be pierced.

"Death!"

Zhao Xiong let out a long roar, his body was like a vicious wind, his black boots stepped on the long grass, and he dragged the gun in his right hand and ran forward.

Murong Cha sneered and greeted him in no hurry.

The two soon converged in the middle of the slaughterhouse plain.

"Black Snake Hunting!"

The Liangzhou Daxia spear suddenly shook with the heart, and the fine iron spear was brought out of a slight arc by the powerful force, and it was drawn towards the Yan country witch in front of him.

This is only the first hand, and the subsequent move is the thorn.

The first to grab people, and then to surprise, this is the essence of the black snake hunting style.

Zhao Xiong is already proficient in this style, and he can't be more proficient.

For a time, the shadow of guns filled the sky.