"Bloodline Leader, if you rely on this kind of endless taunt to consume your opponent in battle, then it really makes me look down on you. At the beginning, you rushed to the crown in a rage, stepped through the Thousand Buddha City, led one hundred and eight generals, and thousands of troops took the courage of the head of the Lord of the Thousand Buddha City, which is worth considering and discussing, this matter ...... Whether it's true or not. Wuhua said lightly.

This incident happened before his arrival, and it can be said that it was precisely because of this action of the blood thousand enemies that it was the root cause of cholera in Thousand Buddha City.

You must know that no matter whether it is good or evil, the city lord is the soul of a city, and the city lord has fallen, which naturally causes those beings who are hiding in the darkness to think about seizing power.

But what is surprising is that the blood feud that caused all of this is the complete opposite.

Before the army of the dynasty and the disciples of the sect arrived, they fought against each other to protect the people of the Thousand Buddha City.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people of Thousand Buddha City, there is no fault for a thousand blood hatreds, but a great hero.

It is precisely because of this that Wuhua is in danger at this moment and wants to subdue the other party.

"What if it's true and what's false? I have never needed someone else to define my work. Since you want to subdue me and others, let's see if you have the ability. If even I am no match, how can you convince me that you can lead me to wait...... Go and see the so-called New World! ”

Blood Qianqiu said coldly, his eyes bursting with endless battle intent.

This is a kind of literacy, and it is an instinctive manifestation of his voice in battle.

That's ...... Fearless!

Fight on the battlefield, you live or die. This is a kind of creed instilled by the military. Even if there is only one enemy at this moment, the blood feud will not change.

Wuhua looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That's exactly what he wanted.

Only in a war can it be possible to recover the blood and revenge.

But the next moment, there was an urge to scold her mother in Wuhua's heart......

"I'll fuck you......"

There are no flowers to cry and no tears, the expression on his face is embarrassed, and his muscles are tangled.

"Still playing like this?"

Wuhua was furious, and the momentum that had been accumulated just now had disappeared at this moment, crying and complaining.

And the blood thousand hatred said disapprenously: "Why can't we, we are soldiers, go to war and kill the enemy." The army is undefeated and will not move! ”

Blood Qianqiu said, and his figure Gu Zi floated backwards, and the one hundred and eight people under his command were Gu Zi's changing formation, layer by layer, wrapping Wuhua in it.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

One hundred and eight sounds, shaking the sky, at this moment, they are uniform and the same.

Wuhua's expression was solemn, and the war horse had already been frightened and fled in a panic.

At this time, outside the mountains and forests, the three brothers Zeng Rong had a stunned expression, this shouting and killing was too loud, even if it was them, they could hear it clearly:

"The second master is really the second master, and he has to fight alone in a group. and to write a legend. ”

"Sure enough, it's a hero in my mind. In this life, except for the second master, I don't accept anyone! ”

"Yes, that's right. In the future, my three brothers, only the second master swears to obey, life and death will follow. ”

The three brothers were excited, and if it weren't for Wuhua's order, they would have been eager to rush in and see what was going on.

Go to see the flowers show their might, and go to see the flowers as a husband.

However, what they didn't know was that at this moment, Wuhua had already scolded the three of them in their hearts.

"Three little cubs, when they heard such a big battle, they didn't even pull troops to help, they really thought that the Buddha was a god...... "Wuhua thought in her heart, her expression indignant.

But the situation in front of him did not allow him to think more, because the attack had already reached the front door.

"Fight!" Wuhua shouted, and a thought moved and Luohan Jin came out.

"Kill!"

Wuhua spoke indifferently, and above her body, she shone brightly, from her arms and neck to her face......

Eventually, almost all of the skin, except for the eyes, showed a pale golden glow.

"Kill!"

One hundred and eight people, with a loud shout, rushed up and wrapped Wuhua in it.

No flowers are fearless, punches and sweeps, under Luohan's golden body, every punch seems to have the weight of ten thousand jun, every confrontation, under one punch, the opponent is swept away.

Just a punch came out, and before he could retract it, a sword light appeared in front of him.

Above this knife light, there is also a killing intent, with a kind of ambition to kill, a kind of determination to kill the enemy, under this knife, Wuhua will be beheaded.

Instinctively, use your right arm to block.

Clang!

It was as if Jin Ge collided, and the long knife and the flowerless arm collided together, bursting into flames.

And as a result, it was even more unexpected that the person who used the knife was shocked out under this knife, and flew out of a distance of four or five zhang before stopping.

As for the absence of flowers, it was not damaged at all.

"Come again!"

Wuhua shouted, and there was a kind of excitement in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, it was once again in the midst of a scuffle.

One breath... Two Interest......

Almost every breath is a bloody henchman who is beaten. However, Wuhua only hurts and does not kill, as long as it loses the strength to fight again, it will no longer shoot.

But from beginning to end, the blood thousand hatreds never made a move, but they just looked at Wuhua, and the smile on their faces became thicker and thicker.

"No Flower ......"

Blood Qianqiu whispered in his mouth, and in his eyes, the golden body of the Arhat on the body of Wuhua had dimmed a little, and only the undetectable golden points of light were still all over the skin.

At present, his one hundred and eight brothers have been completely damaged, and although none of them have died, they have all lost their combat strength.

There are only a dozen people left, and they can continue to shoot.

Because of these dozen people, Gu is in the early stage of the Lingtai!

And those who fell were just the subordinates of the Sitting Forgetting Realm.

"Stop, you are also a good man, now your Arhat golden body is about to be broken, if you continue to fight, you will be injured, very seriously injured."

The voice of the blood thousand enemies fell faintly, he knew that he had fought until now, and the fact that he could not die on his side was the result of Wuhua's deliberate retention, and he didn't want the two sides to form a life-and-death feud, so he didn't kill anyone.

Wuhua's performance at this time has already made him admire in his heart.

But admiration is not enough to make him recognize, because this firm will does not necessarily allow him to see that world, or even enter that world.

"Hurt? What is an injury? If you don't knock you down, I'm sorry for the name of the Buddha and the monk! ”

No flowers are furious, and at this time the battle is in full swing, how can it stop here.

As for the injury, how could Wuhua care.

And between the words, the flowerless green-shirted monk's robe shattered under its shock.

I saw that his body was already covered with dense scars.

And these scars are not very old, and even some of them are new scars, on top of the blood-colored scars, the skin and flesh are blooming, and there are blood lines.