Long Weihou's shirt was already full of blood, he slowly raised his sword, sneered and said: "Dream, although Lao Tzu was defeated, Lao Tzu tried. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] galloping across the field, pointing out the country, Lao Tzu is worth it in this life. ”

The spirit priest shouted: "Presumptuous" saw his hand wave, Yang Chengzheng and Long Xihou slashed from the left and right with a wave of their knives. I saw that Long Weihou's body flickered, as if he was about to fall to the ground, obviously under the attack of spiritual power. Yang Chengzheng's two knives were about to hit the target, but they found that Long Weihou's body suddenly rushed forward, and he went straight to the spirit warrior.

Yang Chengzheng originally wanted to cut the other party in half, but he just slashed over Long Weihou's back and pulled out a long wound on his back. Long Weihou was already desperate, and he didn't care about just rushing forward, but at a distance of twenty meters, the god would arrive in an instant.

That spiritual priest thought that there were so many people on his side, and he was attacking with spiritual power, where could the other party get close to him. But he didn't want Long Weihou to be like no one at all, but rushed in front of him.

The generals and warriors who were guarding him were directly knocked to the side by Long Weihou's body, and he flew up with a punch, hitting the head of the spirit warrior. Where could a fragile spiritual warrior withstand a desperate blow from the gods, his head was like a watermelon that exploded in an instant, splashing a terrifying rain in the air.

Yang Chengzheng saw Long Weihou suddenly rushing towards the spirit priest, his heart was pounding, and he followed him like a shadow. It was impossible to save the spirit, and Yang Chengzheng stabbed Long Weihou from behind with a knife. Long Weihou didn't care at all, and flew out with a punch and hit the spirit priest in front of him.

Long Xihou also caught up and slashed at the back of Long Weihou's neck with a knife. A generation of famous generals, the overlord of Longwei, died at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The setting sun was about to set to smear Nanshan with a layer of tragic color, and the thunderous cheers covered the low sobs of Fushui.

Lingwu was on his way to Fumian City, and he cried loudly as he ran. He was clear about the tragic battle in Nanshan, and he had been protecting Long Weihou with his spiritual power, afraid that he would be attacked by the spiritual warriors.

The critical moment did work, and everyone thought that Long Weihou would inevitably be injured in his spiritual sense, and he would be killed. Long Weihou was not affected in any way, he could have delivered a fatal blow to any of the god generals. However, he was determined to kill the Lingwu, because Lingwu was already on his way, and he was worried that the Lingwu would find out Lingwu's whereabouts. He knew that he was dead, and he didn't want to live anymore, the Hou Kingdom was destroyed, and his family was broken. When he was dying, he wanted to do something for Lingwu, so that he could go to see his good brother Zhang Yuzhang.

Lingwu understood Hou Ye's thoughts, and ran for a long distance crying, and finally stopped and squatted on the side of the road and cried silently. Although Long Weihou also distrusted himself, in general, he always cared for himself like an elder and had high hopes for himself. Lingwu has always respected him very much, just like he respects his elders. He wanted to assist Long Weihou to achieve great achievements, just like his grandfather did back then.

Originally, the battle to the north went very smoothly, but who would have expected that his son would collude with the enemy, so that he would fall short and lose his reputation. Lingwu had an impulse, an impulse to kill, and he said to himself word by word: "Ji Longshan, Ji Longhai, don't kill Er, etc." I swear not to be a man! ”

Ji Longhai is thousands of miles away, although Ji Longshan is close, but there are hundreds of thousands of troops in Fumian City, three god generals, and Lingwu knows that there is no way now. Just when I didn't know what to do, I found a situation.

It turned out that after Yang Chengzheng killed Long Weihou, the whole army was thunderous, and he was also very happy. The trip to its own goals has finally been accomplished. My father's troubles for decades have been solved, and this time it can be regarded as a great achievement, and this credit is not small among many brothers. It's commendable when you arrive in the imperial capital.

But he's always been cautious, and the loss of a spirit priest just now is a big deal. This time, he must bring Zhao Lingwu back to the royal capital, only in this way will his father not care about the loss of the spiritual warrior. Of course, my father has a great spiritual scholar, so why can't he give up a spiritual scholar? But if he can't complete the task, not only will his father not think that killing Long Weihou is a credit, but he will also blame himself for the crime of losing the spirit warrior.

Thinking of Zhao Lingwu and Tiantai City, Yang Chengzheng looked at the seriously injured Hanzhong Hou. looked at Long Xihou again, pondered for a while, and said to him: "Master Longxi, you were also injured this time, so I shouldn't have bothered you anymore. But we have already done half of our great work, so we won't lose all our efforts! I thought about it, and I have to ask you to go back to the rooftop right away. Our mission this time is to exterminate Long Xihou, but the prince values Zhao Lingwu more. The matter of Tiantai should not be careless, now that there is no Ji Changwu, Zhao Lingwu's family is in our hands. He no longer had to worry about Long Weihou hurting his relatives. I think as long as we understand it and move it with emotion, he will be obedient to us. You go to the rooftop and be careful not to clash with him, just be careful not to let him run away or encounter unexpected danger. I'll lead the army south as fast as I can, please. After the deed is completed, in front of my father, I recommend you to do all the work. ”

"Your Highness, where do you speak. Benhou should listen to His Royal Highness's orders, Your Highness, please rest assured, Benhou will definitely live up to the trust, Zhao Lingwu is desperate except to return to obedience. I'm going to take my leave, goodbye! ”

"Block his way south, and I'll be there. I wish you success! ”

Lingwu made it clear that this Longxi Hou was in a hurry to go north to besiege Long Weihou, and he was a master of art and bold, so he only took a general and went to Fumian City, this general was the commander of his guards, and he never left him. At this time, after saying goodbye to Yang Chengzheng, the two took advantage of the night and went straight to the direction of the rooftop.

Lingwu brain melon flashed, Fumian City went south to the rooftop, and a mountain pass behind was the only way to pass. A bold idea came to mind, it was he who killed Hou Ye, and I wanted to avenge Hou Ye. Lingwu thought about it before and after, and also felt that although this idea was very relieving, it was too risky. Can the gods, a terrible name, do it themselves?

The bold can ride a dragon and a tiger, and the timid can only ride a chicken mother. Lingwu gritted his teeth, he didn't care so much, killing one would count as one. Since he became a great spirit warrior, he really hasn't let go of it once. What's so great about God, didn't my grandfather say that the spiritual man is the pride of the sky? I can't even kill him, what kind of pride am I? There are more gods in Liangzhou, and I am the only one who is a great spirit. Am I still afraid of him?

People are afraid of self-confidence, and once they are confident, they dare to do anything bold. Lingwu was very confident at this time.