Shi Keqi danced on the tip of the knife with shackles, the wolves on the left were eyeing the tiger, and the tigers and leopards on the right grinded their teeth and sucked blood, and the slightest carelessness would kill him on the spot.

The front and rear lanes and the rooftops on both sides were crowded with masters, and they joined forces to block the air and the lanes, and they would undoubtedly die in the encirclement by burrowing headlong.

"No Horse Oil Hemp Ball Purple" A burst of chanting sounded, the tone of the sutra was strange, and the bytes contained strange magic, with a mysterious green light, like a bullet straight into Shi Keqi's eardrum.

Sleepiness drifted from his ears into his head like autumn water, and his head became groggy and he didn't know what year it was.

The red light in his body lit up, and his irritating mouth suddenly shuddered, like being poured from his head by a bucket of ice water on a hot day in June, and he was suddenly extremely awake.

The shaman recites mantras to hypnotize, suck the soul and eat the flesh.

The barbarian wizard shaman finally made a move.

Shi Keqi narrowly avoided a few bolts of lightning, and the situation became more and more severe, and even an old monkey could not defeat him, and the other abilities and shamans had little way to live.

Several Adepts teamed up to unleash a power grid several meters long and wide, and the net was densely covered with various arcs of electricity, which emitted a palpitating stabbing sound, and from time to time burst out a dazzling blood-red spark.

Little by little, the power grid pressed at him, and he retreated step by step, slowly retreating to the wall.

The swordsmanship became more and more solemn, and there was no time to send out fireballs.

"Go," one of the adepts shouted, and the light at the top of the staff suddenly brightened, and the light was so bright that it almost blinded the eyes of a person looking directly into the staff.

The power grid tore through the air and shot towards Scoke.

Seeing that there was no room for it, he seemed to be blown up by a gust of night wind, and he flipped in the air without any strength, and the soles of his feet were flat against the power grid to dodge.

"Boom" flew sand and rocks, and the dust was filled, and the missing power grid broke a large hole in the wall, and he was no trace in the air.

"Behind the hole. The rooftop adept shouted, and dozens of people went deep into the cave, and Fei Duo rose up against the wind and chased after him in the air.

Many shamans waved the five-headed and ten-armed flags in their hands, and stepped out several meters in one step, floating like a wisp of green smoke.

There is no way to go to the sky, there is no door to go down, and if you want to survive, you can only break the wall.

Boom, boom, eight sounds, Shi Keqi kept skimming the grass courtyard, breaking eight walls in a row to escape, he felt like he was about to turn into a pangolin.

When the eighth wall was broken, there were no flowers or trees in sight, and they came to the street.

Hundreds of arrows came at you.

There was a thump, a war drum sounded, and in front of him were rows and rows of brute soldiers in golden armor.

A solid-colored BMW carried a barbarian general with shining gold armor, and a group of barbarians guarded it tightly, and he could not give orders all the time.

This is the Barbarian Divine Armor Army, the most outstanding warrior on the grassland, wearing iron armor soaked in special potions until it glows with golden light, and the number is less than 100,000.

They wear heavy armor to become an iron floating slaughter, dismount to one to ten, all of them are sharpshooters who wear Yang in a hundred steps, and they are the most elite soldiers under the tent of the barbarian Great Khan.

The last time he attacked Dahan, the barbarian Khan accompanied him with 10,000 divine armor troops. In the battle with Wang Liangqin, he saw that the other armies of Dahan had collapsed, so he sent half of the Shenjia army to chase and kill, and the other half of the barbarian cavalry that had not yet been defeated by Wang Liangqin rolled up and retreated.

They almost did not directly participate in the attack on the Turkish army, and if they sent 5,000 divine armor troops to charge the battle at the beginning, they would basically fight out the Turkish soldiers who held the belief that they would die, and there would be no black spearmen who exchanged one life for two lives.

"The prince of the barbarian king, Wu Songshi, is here, and the Dahan sheep is here. The barbarian shouted.

Tonight's heavenly city is destined to be a day to be remembered by countless people, and many barbarians will not want to talk about this night in the days to come.

In the vast land between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties in the future, the people were all rejoicing.

The dragon rises in the wind, the frost and snow are thousands of miles, the old trees are faint, the small bridges and flowing water, as long as there are Dahan people, they all begin to praise a person's legend.

......

When Skech fights with the barbarian powers, at least a quarter of the barbarians in the city can hear the movement, and when the Divine Armor Army beats the war drums, most of the people in the city are alarmed.

On the sixth day of the Heavenly Gift, it is a sleepless night for many people.

Guang Keer heard the sound of fighting faintly in the room, and had some guesses in her heart, so she shouted to Lu Heshuo to inquire about the situation and report quickly.

"Three masters, it is estimated that the Shenjia Army is catching thieves, why do you care about thieves?" Xiao Lu on the side asked puzzled, she began to call Guang Keer the third master in the first three days, both of them were a little embarrassed and uncomfortable, and after a few more days, it was acceptable to each other.

"That's not a thief, I feel like that's him, the hero of your Dahan clan. When Guang Keer said this, there were five flavors in her heart, and the sweet and sour were on the tip of her tongue together.

"Who is he? No name, no surname. Xiao Lu said even more puzzled, looked up and saw the owner's disgusted look, and suddenly realized: "It's the person who broke into your room." ”

Guang Keer nodded.

"Didn't you say you were going to try to forget him?" said Xiao Lu.

Guang Keer smiled slyly: "That's what you said, I didn't say it." Such a person will never meet again in his lifetime, so why forget, wouldn't it be nice to have time to think about it. ”

"Seems so, hmm, little ...... Three masters, don't bring such a deception. ”

The relationship between men and women of the barbarians is not as polite as Dahan, and there are too many people who only need an hour to see the two sides, and finally the belly is big, it doesn't matter who is the father, as long as the child is healthy, of course, the tribal nobles and the royal family still pay attention to the purity of blood.

Guang Keer frankly said what she thought in her heart, only a little ashamed, but after saying it, she seemed to become much happier.

It's better to be alone than to be happy in all, and sharing beautiful little secrets with close people will undoubtedly increase happiness.

As soon as the two of them heard the sound of drums, Lu Heshuo had already run back.

After taking a breath, he said: "Report to the three masters, there are many masters with extraordinary abilities in Baijia Lane on West Street to catch the big Han thief, I heard that the thief is so fierce, and several archmages have not done it." ”

"West Street is really crowded, the eldest prince Wu Song Shi led thousands of divine armor soldiers outside to surround the water, and there are countless masters in charge, even the master of the Heroic Soul Temple has not yet captured it. Just now, the drums of the Shenjia army sounded, and the thieves must have rushed onto West Street. ”

"Tsk, it's so fierce, I don't know what the result will be when I meet the first warrior prince of the grassland. ”

Lu Heshuo's eyebrows danced, as if he was at the scene and saw it with his own eyes.

"Inquire again. "Guang Ke'er can be sure that the person they want to arrest is Shi Keqi, and then send Lu Heshuo to find out the news.

Hearing that he was in danger, he was very anxious, hated himself for being powerless, and couldn't wait to incarnate as a god to save him.

Thinking of God, her heart moved, bowed to the heavens three times, knelt down towards the north, and silently begged the five-headed and ten-armed god to save him.

As soon as the thought turned to this, my heart was shocked, it was impossible for the five-headed and ten-armed god to bless the person who destroyed its idol, and if the god could hear it, he would surely send a divine punishment to blame him.

This is not to save him, but to harm him.

There is more than one god, so let's seek the god of good water.

She prayed silently: God of water, I beg you to be merciful and save that Dahan man to return safely, I am willing to serve God with my body and believe in you for the rest of my life.

Suddenly, there was an astonishing commotion from the direction of West Street, as if the sound of countless people exploding together.

Guang Keer pricked up his ears to listen, and there was a dead word in the faint huge sound, and he could hear it more clearly.

Her hands and feet were suddenly cold, and she sat on the ground, it's over, she shouldn't have habitually begged the five-headed and ten-armed god first, God may have heard the shot.

She imagined Shi Keqi lying on the cold street, with countless wounds on his body, his eyes wide open with hundreds of millions of unwillingness, and his hair gradually flattened.

No matter how invincible a hero is, he can't defeat the gods.

Xiao Lu hurriedly wanted to help her master up, but Guang Keer didn't have any strength in her body, and her eyes were full of black sadness.

"Report, report, report the three masters......" Lu Heshuo stumbled in and stammered and shouted.

"Don't report it, I want to take a break. Guang Keer lowered her head and didn't look at Lu Heshuo, she didn't want to hear this huge ominous news.

"Yes, the slave obeys, the third master. Lu Heshuo noticed the abnormality of his master, and he stopped panting in an instant, and he didn't stutter when he spoke, and he lowered his eyebrows and retreated.

"Wait," Lu called out to him.

"Xiaolu, what do you want to do?" Guang Ke'er narrowed her eyes, like a cat about to blow up.

"Just now I saw a white light soaring into the sky, probably that is the legendary sword qi soaring to the sky, there are not many masters of swords in the grassland, if the Dahan people are okay, please speak up. If the man goes, please leave, the three masters are afraid of nightmares when they hear it. Xiaolu said with a rare understanding.

Lu Heshuo peeked at Guang Ke'er, who was still on the ground, and saw her nodding, and quickly and concisely said the news of the inquiry, anyway, she was ready to slip away.

"The eldest prince Wu Songshi was beheaded by the Great Han people, and the white light that soared into the sky was the sword qi he emitted. ”

"What?" Guang Keer couldn't believe her ears.

Six years ago, at the annual martial arts competition, the eldest prince defeated the recognized number one warrior on the grassland and won the championship, winning the title of the first warrior of that year.

After that, he did not compete again for six years, and often spent all day drinking, boiling eagles and hunting. Many people thought that his strength had declined and he did not dare to compete.

Because the rules of the tournament allow individuals to compete three times in a row, if they win three consecutive championships, they can get a lifetime honor: Celestial Warrior.

Having this title enjoys a lot of privileges, and as the favorite prince of the Barbarian Great Khan, it is natural that he will easily get some things, and he can not be rare for these privileges.

However, the title of "Warrior of the Gods" will make him much less resistant to succeeding to the throne, and the barbarian nature likes to follow the strongest.

Last year's No. 1 Warrior winner was a gifted giant who could lift a jack with one hand, a tiger and leopard with his bare hands, and a crazy horse with infinite power with one palm.

He has won two consecutive championships, and when his opponent heard that it was him, he did not dare to play and automatically abstained. You must know that the people who can go to the summary game are all warriors who choose one out of ten thousand, but they are afraid of his famous reputation for non-injury and disability of his opponents, and he temporarily withdraws, preferring to be despised.

I don't know if it was instigated by others, or if his own brain was hot, he challenged the eldest prince.

Strength is king on the grassland, and if you defeat the royal master on a permitted formal occasion, you will not be punished, and you will also receive glory and rewards.

The eldest prince can refuse, or he can fight.

Refusal is nothing more than a loss of reputation, and one or two victories will come back.

If you are defeated, you have to win a few more battles, and you don't have to worry about safety, and the giant man doesn't dare to cripple the eldest prince even if he gets into the in his head.

Everyone thought that the eldest prince would not accept the challenge.