Chapter One Thousand and Seventy-Three: Ninety-Five Supreme Soldiers

Tang Buxiu and the others have realized that Tang Jiaren is not quite right, but they understand this kind of wrongness as a kind of hatred, hating the shamelessness of martial arts people, and hating the cruelty and ruthlessness of the world. But she never expected that she would suddenly attack the sky.

Coincidentally, Zhan Cangqiong lost his internal strength again and was scratched by her.

The power of Tang Jiaren's fingers can poke a finger-thick wood into a hole, not to mention soft skin?

Tang Jiaren didn't stop at all, so he had to start grabbing the heart of the battle firmament.

At this moment, a particularly sharp internal force struck and directly hit Tang Jiaren's wrist. If he was hit by this internal force, Tang Jiaren's wrist would be broken immediately, thus saving the heart of the battle firmament. Such a method is the same as when Tang Jiaren broke the Qiujiang River to protect Qiuyuebai, so ruthless.

Seeing this, Tang Buxiu knew that he had to block this internal force, otherwise the mushroom's wrist would not be protected. Between the life and death of the battle firmament and Tang Jiaren's wrist, Tang Buxiu chose the latter without any hesitation. Although, the battle sky is considered his own person. But...... In the face of the safety of the mushroom, his own life becomes unimportant, let alone others?

Tang Buxiu grabbed the two martial arts people, blocked in front of Tang Jiaren at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and shouted: "Mushrooms! Wake up! ”

That true qi entered the body of the martial arts person, passed through the bodies of the two of them one after another, and flew into Tang Buxiu's shoulder, and then stopped.

So at the same time, Tang Jiaren's eyes trembled slightly, retracted his hand, and looked at the battle sky with some blankness, and then ...... His eyes rolled, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.

Qiu Yuebai rushed over and hugged the fleshy Tang Jiaren.

Zhan Cangqiong looked at Tang Jiaren, then slowly turned his gaze, and in Huang Ruyi's scream, he lowered his eyes to look at his chest. There, bloody.

He didn't have time to cover his bleeding chest, and the man had already collapsed. Fortunately, Huang Ruyi arrived in time and hugged the person.

Tang Buxiu didn't have the heart to chase the master who sneaked up on the mushroom, and quickly dealt with the person in front of him, so he wanted to see how the mushroom was. However, there are too many people who don't want to die. Moreover, among these people, there are many martial arts masters hidden.

Tang was angry and angry.

His anger was like wildfire, burning the prairie in an instant.

The sound is annoying, there are many redundant people in the world, and no one can live......

The color of Tang Buxiu's pupils changed, and instead of blackening into thick ink, it was much lighter. Inside, there were clearly figures reflected, but they were only a vague silhouette, revealing an irritating fiery red.

Kill!

Not a single one to stay!

Tang Buxiu's internal force skyrocketed instantly, and the hem of his clothes was windless and automatic. He used his internal force to force out two short blades, although they were only two light white phantoms, he could already see that they were two arrowheads with barbs, which were the weapons that Wen Ren silently used to wash the blood of the various sects.

For a time, the wind and clouds changed color, and blood stained the mountains and rivers.

Wherever Tang Buzhi passed, there was not even a wail. Because, they don't have a chance.

Meng Shuilan's people, some of whom couldn't dodge, were also sent to see the king of Hades by Tang Buxiu. If someone yells at him, tell him that it is his own person, and before he has finished shouting two words, he has already fallen in a pool of his own blood.

At this point, the world knows how cute Tang Bunon, who can talk, laugh and spoil Tang Jiaren.

Seeing that his people were a little restless, Meng Shuilan immediately made a silent gesture and signaled them to be quiet.

Tang Buxiu chased the sound all the way to kill, but because of the sudden severe pain in his chest, he fainted directly to the ground.

The martial arts people had already begun to flee in all directions, but when they saw him suddenly fainting, they couldn't believe that good luck had come so suddenly. Everyone no longer hesitated, and directly fought back.

Meng Shuilan left a sentence to Meng Tianqing, "Protect the beauty!" He led people to rush to Tang Buxiu and protect him.

Yu Qianqiong glanced at Qiu Yuebai and said, "Protect her." After that, he also led people to rush to save Tang Buzhi.

It is Tang Jiaren who wants to be saved in my heart, and it is Tang Jiaren who wants to spend my life with her, but I ...... Tang Jiaren is without Tang Bunon, and she may really not be able to live. Is this what the so-called affectionate immortality means?

For the sake of Tang Jiaren, Yu Qianqiong and Meng Shuilan had to join forces to protect Tang Buxiu.

Their subordinates set up Tang Buxiu and tried to retreat in the direction where Tang Jiaren was, wanting to gather the separated people together. However, the martial arts people were also killed, and they had a desperate madness.

Seeing that everyone was unable to resist, the sound of the earth shaking suddenly sounded.

Someone jumped to look over, but saw a group of ironclad soldiers rushing towards him. Those people have the ferocious spirit of fighting on the battlefield, and they are unstoppable.

If you talk about fighting alone, martial arts people will not be afraid of these ironclad warriors. However, if it is a large-scale battle, martial arts people are far less strategic, layout, uniform, and heavy-handed than these ironclad warriors!

When Meng Shuilan and the others saw these ironclad warriors, they knew ...... Here comes the savior.

But as long as the ram Diao Diao still thinks about Tang Jiaren's goodness, he will not sit idly by. However, the deployment of troops and the individual's behavior are different, which often takes a lot of time. The ram Diao Diao has just sat on the throne, but in fact, he has no military power in his hands. The fact that he was able to deploy such a large number of troops so quickly shows that he used real strength.

Where the iron armor passes, if no one avoids it, it will directly trample on, never stopping for anyone. Until he came to the main battlefield, Xiao Jin shouted: "The emperor has an order, everyone puts down their weapons and is not allowed to fight again!" Otherwise...... No mercy! ”

In a word, he successfully stopped the martial arts people. There was that unwilling person, who wanted to take away Tang Jiaren, but he was shot into a hedgehog by the arrows that flew from the ironclad warriors.

Such a shot really scared everyone.

The soldiers and horses separated, the ram Diao Diao and Duanmuyan hurriedly got off their horses, they didn't care about looking at others, they swept their eyes, and they didn't see Tang Jiaren's face that was alluring to the country and the city, but they saw a big steamed bun face with whirring meat. Now, the owner of this face is being held in the arms of Qiu Yuebai, who is as precious as a treasure. That's right, it must be Tang Jiaren.

Duanmuyan and Ram Diao Diao hurried to Tang Jiaren's side. Duanmu Yan asked urgently: "The beauty is injured?" Why is he unconscious? Does it matter? ”

The ram Diao Diao stretched out his hand and touched Tang Jiaren's pulse.

There are not a few people who are good at management and have the heart to serve the court. When they saw the ram Diao Diao, it was like seeing the Jade Emperor, and they immediately knelt down with a thud and shouted loudly: "Long live the emperor......

The ram swept over with a look, and it was terrifyingly cold. He yelled, "Shut up! ”

The second half of the sentence was swallowed alive in everyone's stomachs, and it was uncomfortable.

The other half of the martial arts people, when they see others kneeling, wouldn't it be disrespectful if they don't kneel? That's going to cost you a head. No, he could only kneel down a large piece of black press.