Three seconds, the time to fight for magic has passed. Lao Zhao only felt a boundless huge force coming from his chest, directly pushing him upside down and flying out, the three-color wind exploded within three meters, and the eroded mud swamp on the ground suddenly turned into a small piece of colorful pond, and a few flattened salted fish quickly turned up in the pond, melting and breaking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a flat skeleton.

A three-color mist with a strong sour smell rose in the air, and a tall and sturdy figure walked out of the large cloud of mist, and it was Du Chuanchang, who had already reached the triple level of qi.

The perfect figure, the perfect appearance, and the perfect momentum that has faded away from all pride and frivolity at this time, completely showing maturity and stability, made Lao Zhao, who was embarrassed and fell five meters away, his pupils shrink sharply, and his face was shocked. Under the secret blow of Yinchen, Du Chuanchang lost the position of the chief disciple, lost the qualification of the heir of the mantle, and even the dignity of the closed disciple was not guaranteed, but he retained a little bit of authority to lead the new disciples, and became a very ordinary member of the Poison Dragon Sect, but this blow did not make him collapse, but washed Shaohua, saw through the ups and downs, and changed from a proud noble son to an ascetic monk who was bent on pursuing the violent poisonous touch fist, and his strength was even worse than before, and the perfect man without the halo was even more perfect in the battlefield without silver dust at this time。

"Where is the waste?" Du Chuanchang said coldly, there was no arrogance or contempt in his voice, only a particularly angry neglect. He didn't even take a serious look at whether the Qi Transformation Master who was blown away by his punch was male or female, and turned around and walked towards the so-called side hall where the gate was closed but there was not even a roof.

"Young King looking for Feiliu, did you come out by yourself, or did I invite you to come out, young master?" he condensed his vitality in his throat and said this sentence with a slight shock, and as a result, his words were like his poisonous magic skills with pervasive infectious power, although they were not particularly loud, they could clearly reach everyone's ears.

The former noble man picked up his left foot, and before he could kick the two broken wooden doors, he heard a storm rise in the back of his head. immediately accepted the chic posture of not knowing whether it was a copycat Messi or Zidane, turned around lightly, and smashed it from the bottom to the top with a wave of his hand.

"Violent Poison Touch Fist!" Du Chuanchang shouted softly, in addition to endless confidence, there was also a little bit of deterrence in his tone.

"Lushan Ascending Dragon Tyrant!" the silver dust in the distance whispered a strange whisper, only to get an unaware look from the prison.

At the same time, a roar like flowing water hitting the reef sounded in the most fierce place of the fighting, and Lao Zhao, who was hit directly by Du Chuanchang's quick and ruthless uppercut to the chin, flew into the air, and the black mist condensed by the power of the fierce ghost on his body directly exploded into pieces of dry smoke and dust. The body protection wind shattered, and Lao Zhao himself was also punched and flew out of a gorgeous parabola in the air, and fell headfirst down five meters away again.

As soon as he landed, he struggled to get up, vomiting blood one after another, the color of the blood was still red at first, and then slowly turned purple and black, and on his face, delicate plum blossom-shaped abscesses slowly floated up from the subcutaneous tissue, rolled up the flesh, and formed one by one in the part of the plum blossom stamens as if fruit, small pustules, and at a glance I knew that it must be painful. Where can Lao Zhao, who is pampered on weekdays, endure such pain, he screamed "squeak" on the spot, fell to the ground and began to scream at his father.

As soon as he was deflated, the guards of the Chongwang Mansion simply shouted, and threw their weapons together, and a small number of people directly operated the ghost qi magic skill to the maximum, and launched a few ups and downs to escape, but they didn't want the crossbowmen at the front of the army of four hundred people to suddenly pull the trigger, and shoot out a large area of black and hemp swordsmen, and directly poke the iron hedgehog at the few people who rose up, and fell down with a bang, and died without saying a word on the sand, no way, being shot like that by the qi-extinguishing arrow, the light of bleeding can flow to death。

And most of the remaining people also recognized the situation at this moment, and immediately knelt down in a five-body posture after throwing down their weapons, obviously surrendering. Seeing this, Silver Dust and Prison Bai looked at each other and smiled, with bitterness like broken eggs hanging on the corners of their mouths.

"The reflexes of this Chongwang Mansion are really ...... My family is really an eye-opener!" Bai Prison said with great admiration. Normally, such a large group of northerners rushed over, and they should have been discovered by Zhao Yuheng's team half a minute ago, and then screamed "enemy attack" while guarding the pass, and those who did not have a pass should also form a formation on the spot, because only the military level Gangfeng can successfully break through in the situation of being outnumbered, but these guys ...... The enemy has touched the door, and he is still prepared.

Yes, it wasn't until the banner was erected, and nearly sixty people poured out of the four hundred people, arraying crossbows, and setting up a crescent moon around the side hall, the decadent and sluggish Zhao Yuheng Zhao Feiliu team finally reacted!

"If this response is encountered by the special forces, it is estimated that even the destruction of corpses and the cleaning of the battlefield will be done now!" Yinchen sighed in a low voice, there are also videos about special operations and armed raids in the terminal of the Kanonikel civilization, but those special forces definitely do not have the habit of erecting flags and shouting before the fight, and they don't care at all whether the enemy is ready or not, and directly machine gun fire in front of him, with Zhao Yuheng's manpower, the whole army was wiped out in less than ten seconds.

He relaxed slightly, he knew that since the northerners were present, most of the powerful troops of the Poison Dragon Sect disciples who were mixed with them would not be interested in the Golden Sword Sect.

The dispute between the northern and southern empires was not so much a national war as a royal dispute. The armies of both sides regard the capture of each other's royal family members as the highest honor and faith, and are very lenient to the enemy's ordinary people and even loyal ministers and good generals. Silver Dust now understands that the rapid march of the northerners just now was not to attack the Golden Dao Gate at all, but to capture the young king. Although the Golden Daomen is one of the top ten sects in the south, it is a magic school with the nature of some local regimental training in the eyes of the soldiers of the northern country. Such a force as the Golden Dao Gate was placed next to Zhao Feiliu, like a glass bead placed next to a diamond, but I was afraid that it would have been selectively ignored by the northerners for a long time.

Compared with the prince of Chongwang, Zhao Feiliu, who really enjoys the title of prince, is the most valuable prey in the eyes of the northerners, so after discovering and tracking, he transferred most of his troops to carry out a surprise attack here. The northerners are determined to win Zhao Feiliu, as for whether to fry and cook or what to do after catching him, only the northerners themselves know.

Yinchen showed an indifferent look, whether Zhao Feiliu was salty or light had nothing to do with him, as long as his subordinates did not reduce their personnel, everything would be fine, but when the prison next to him saw the great encirclement completed by the northerners, Du Chuanchang got someone's order and began to continue to kick the door, and suddenly tensed his nerves: "Yinchen! think of a way, we can't let the northerners succeed!"

"Why?" Silverdust was puzzled.

"You!" Bai Prison stammered, paused for a moment before saying in a low tone, "I forgot you came from...... I don't know much about our empire, but no matter what you say, being kidnapped by the northerners to take a prince away is really a big blow to the hearts of the people and the army of our empire, which is a real shame!"

Bai Prison said, habitually pulling out the bow, but found that there were no arrows, he looked at Yinchen in the hope that Yinchen could give him an arrow, or a countermeasure to rescue Zhao Feiliu.

Yinchen's expression was blank, and his pupils flashed with an unknown light: "It's a shame to be caught by the northerners, so what if you die in the secret realm?"

"That doesn't seem to be a big ......deal," Bai Prison said: "As long as you are not captured alive by the northerners, it will be fine, and being killed by the northerners will only make the people of the empire hate the northerners more, for a hundred years, how many princes of the imperial court have died on the battlefield, and all of them have become heroes, and the common people support the court because the princes and princes are willing to sacrifice their lives for the national war, no matter how oppressed now, there are still some thoughts, but if they are captured by the northerners, one or two, and then wear them back, they will take the initiative to surrender, so that the people mistakenly think that the princes are no longer willing to fight for the national war, then ......"

"Rebellion?" Silver Dust's eyes lit up.

"Rebellion!But it will only cheapen the northerners!" Bai Prison gritted his teeth and said: "This is what the master told me, I can only understand a little, but the current situation ...... Brother really intend to leave it alone?" he held out his hand and pointed tremblingly into the distance.

Du Chuanchang commanded two disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect, dragging Zhao Yuheng into the encirclement of the northerners like a dead dog, and in the side hall without a roof, the Shenhai Sect and other small sects under Zhao Feiliu were forming a circle, and the chaotic wind was whistling, fighting against the well-trained and extraordinary disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect opposite.

Every second, a disciple fell under the power of the three-color cold poison, and the mist-like wind once it entered the body, the whole body suppurated, and the sharp pain alone could make a man with a big waist lose his ability to fight.

"I don't want to care, because the court in the south has long been rotten to the roots. Silver Dust took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and finally said such a sentence.

"But ......"

"No, but to worship prison, whether it is a person or an empire, only by being ashamed and brave can we get out of the sinking!" Yinchen turned his head and said categorically: "If the Southern Empire really can't even defend this bit of dignity, then we don't need to pay anything more for it!"

Bai Hell was silent, neither nodding nor shaking his head, in fact, he still had some objections to Yinchen's decision, but with his not very smart mind, he also knew that those objections were useless, and could only make things worse. Yinchen's decision was right, because at this time, the Golden Daomen didn't have such an ability even if they wanted to rescue Zhao Feiliu, not to mention, even if they used some advanced tactics to find out, Zhao Feiliu might not be able to appreciate his face.

In their eyes, whether it is a small citizen or a hero, it is natural for them to sacrifice everything, but if there is a little reservation and a little selfishness, it is a bad plot and a big rebellion. The real feudal society is not a beautiful picture of fathers and sons, filial piety, order and well-being, it is the white terror reign in which anyone who has the slightest petty theft and petty action will be detained for the great crime of "rebellion". He had long been accustomed to the fact that those officials and lords took everything that the poor could see as their own, and there were no slaves in the south, because everyone except the nobles was the slaves of the nobles.

Personal freedom, a luxury word that popped out of the mouth of the silver dust, basically does not exist on the Fengyuan Continent, and the lower-class people, not to mention freedom, even life and thought must be playthings in the hands of the master. The Southern Empire is not the same as the hometown in the ancient period described by Silver Dust, and after living in prison for so long, I have never heard of such a crime as "robbing people's daughters". Isn't that the plaything of the aristocratic lords?

How much can Hellworship understand Silver Dust's contempt and hatred for the Southern Empire, what attraction can a country that retains the right to the first night have for a person who comes from an unimaginable super-civilized society?

Thinking about it, the simple and wooden prison worship is still habitually desperate for Zhao Feiliu, he uneasily pulled out the long knife behind his back, and slowly returned it to the scabbard, his subconscious, his living habits, still retain the idea of charging for these princes.

At this time, he was not qualified to charge for Zhao Feiliu at all.

Zhao Feiliu was caught, not by Du Chuanchang, but by Du Wuxin and knocked to the ground.

"Bundle up!" the girl's emotionless voice came faintly from fifty meters away, the wind had stopped, the light was good, and there was a silent sultry heat all around. Zhao Feiliu's people were all put to the ground, and a few strange middle-aged people wearing dark green robes and a pair of big red sleeves really came to these people with bowls of soup and medicine, and fed these people medicine in a vicious voice, this is a helpless thing, in recent years, the holy medicine of the Poison Dragon Sect has become more and more powerful, and it is difficult for the poisoned person to survive ten minutes, only by drinking the decoction that relieves the poison first, can he have the possibility of becoming a prisoner of the Poison Dragon Sect.

After all, the Poison Dragon Sect was much more refined than the team gathered by the Young King, and it took less than two minutes to drag away all the loot and collect the team. Yinchen's eyes flickered, and he suddenly "fell" from the side of the prison, and the prison was startled, and quickly flew and jumped down from the step.

Their movements brought the team in the distance to a halt, and it was clear that throughout the battle, someone had been paying attention to the broken tower that was obscured by the fog. When they landed, several crossbow arrows whizzed in, and Silver Dust swung out a palm, and the light emitted from the center of the palm directly turned into a light shield, blocking all the crossbow arrows, making a sound like a metal piece hitting bulletproof glass. Seeing the light shield, the people of the Poison Dragon Sect probably knew who the people over there were, and they actually looked like the well water did not interfere with the river water, and shrunk the team and left. [.]