"Looks like I won!"

Qianshan didn't show much joy, just like his countless victories, this one only gave him a little more leverage.

In his eyes, I am afraid that only if he can sit in the highest position may he show the most sincere smile in his heart, and it must be when there is no one.

"Yes, if you win, our Immortal Refining Pavilion will be your ally and stand with you!"

Zhong Danran did not feel angry or unwilling, and everything developed as he expected with the Eighth Prince.

This is not only based on the long-term cooperation between the two sides, but also because the area where Honglin County is located is the sphere of influence of the Eight Princes.

It's just that he didn't devote himself as fully as he does today, but handled these relationships with an attitude of indisputability.

Now, the situation has developed to the point where he can't afford to be so detached from the world, so he can only put the final weight on this young man.

As for the final success or failure, it is not something that he, a refiner, can consider, if the heavens really want to destroy the Immortal Refining Pavilion, it is not something he can recover, so let everything go with the wind.

Qianshan stretched out his crystal jade like a woman's arm, looked at one of the fingers, nodded slightly, then circled it, then looked at the second finger, and also shook it back, until the last finger, raised his head, looked at the ceiling in the room, and once again retracted his fingers, and retracted his five fingers, forming a fist, which he clenched tightly and took it back, as if he was ready to smash it out at a certain moment.

He turned his head to Zhong Danran and said:

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master for meeting a good talent, I have seen that young man, I believe that he will become an excellent mage master, and I have a hunch that one day in the future, he will shine in the Xuanwu Kingdom, and he can even join the Immortal Sect and become one of the best!"

didn't wait for Zhong Danran to go back, so he walked to the photo by himself.

Zhong Danran looked at his back, the glass flashed in his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Mo in the canyon again, and a meaningful smile condensed at the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Mo regained control of the iron man, but his consciousness was a little tired after the extravagant consumption just now, but he could barely support it and not fall crookedly.

Now, his iron man is no longer as complete as when he came, his left arm is long gone, a corner of his head has been cut off, his thigh has become a hemp rod, only two supporting beads remain, and his body is like a rag doll that has been pierced, with cracked iron thorns and pitted depressions everywhere, and there is no good place in the whole body.

The reason why he can still stand is not because of his feet, but because of his flying sword.

Although this flying sword had been slashed countless times, it was still intact, and more importantly, Xiang Mo Neng used it to draw circles one after another on the ground from time to time, maintaining the balance of his body through this hidden aura.

But his path must still be followed.

Either go back to join the army of disciples, or directly re-establish the base camp of the enemy army.

It's a tough choice.

Going back, helping more disciples defeat the enemy, change the tide of battle, and finally gather more people to rush forward and kill, it is not a bad choice to not only save their lives and not die in unknown dangers, but also to show their transcendent strength, and finally get a better equal score.

Whoever is in his current situation will choose to return.

But Xiang Mo hesitated a little for a few breaths, and still walked forward without hesitation.

What he wants is not just a victory, but a challenge.

"Why, why did he keep going!"

"Yes, hero, come back and join the army, as long as you join the army, you can break the stalemate on the grassland, and then you can advance smoothly to the base camp!"

"Give up, come back! You are going to die, you can't kill it alone!"

......

Many of the children who originally supported him looked at this young man in puzzlement, and kept calling outside the field, hoping to call Xiang Mo back, but unfortunately Xiang Mo's steps were as firm as a rock, without a little swaying.

"I thought there was something out of the world, it turned out to be a fool!"

"It's really brainless, wouldn't it be better to go back and kill the enemy with the army, and go forward, is it really as easy to deal with the iron man in the base camp of the Refining Immortal Pavilion as those miscellaneous soldiers just now?"

"I think he must have killed too many people, inflated, and with a little achievement, he thought he was a god and a hegemon, and he was like him now, he was also a deflated person who sent him to death, I bet he would kill himself if he couldn't even walk half the way!"

"Alas, what a good boy, it's a pity to die like this, but it's good to die, the rest of the old people do these brainless things to drag everyone down!"

Many people were teasing Xiang Mo, except for those disciples who were still supporting him, no one believed in him and recognized him, they just felt that he was crazy.

It's just that Xiang Mo knows that he is not crazy, on the contrary, he is still very sober, the enemy is strong, but so what?

I'm afraid that this word never appeared in his dictionary.

Facing life and death, such as drinking water and eating, is accustomed to it.

The sea of corpses and blood, if you are boating by the water, swim freely.

Looking back, there are mountains of corpses, and if you go forward, you will naturally step out of a new avenue.

The cold wind swept the yellow grass through the snow and flew off into the distance, whining on his hollowed body.

Not far away, the battle horn sounded in the base camp, rising with the wind, wandering in the air, stretching endlessly.

From time to time, a soldier sensed the call of the trumpet, awoke from his slumber, picked up his weapon, and hurried to this side.

They gathered more and more, walked more and more together, and gradually gathered together, forming a new formation, stepping neatly and walking towards Mo's side.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

The heavy black iron boots trampled on the ground like countless hammers striking the red-hot iron on the anvil, and then like thousands of stone pillars falling from the sky and inserting them into the solid rock.

The sand and rocks are black, and the earth is sown and the dust is scattered.

The sky was obscured by flying dust, and the sun could not be seen, and the grass and trees were trampled by iron hooves and turned into powder.

The marching ranks are like an earthy yellow dragon, twisting and twisting on the white field, and the momentum of progress is like a wild wave, like a mountain like a sea, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, and it is irresistible.

Nothing seemed to stop the team, and anyone or anything that stood in their way would be wiped out.

This is a remarkable battle, many family disciples, clan elites are used to seeing the big melee on the grassland, the surprise attack and fight in the mountains and forests, the first time they saw a person facing a whole army, they couldn't help but light up, and gathered here.

Since the establishment of the Xuanwu Kingdom, there have been countless wars of all sizes, and there have been gun kings Zhou Zizhen single-handedly fighting 1,500 soldiers and killing seven god generals, and there have also been volleys to change the sky with one palm, destroy three mountains and five mountains, go to the power of Liuhe Surabaya, and there are more feats of Chang Lie going to the meeting with a single knife to fight the twelve barbarians.

These deeds continue to spread in Xuanwu, and to this day, they still leave indelible traces in everyone's hearts.

Because they are all heroes of the world, super immortal masters, and brave war gods, they are either powerful in the Ling Void Realm, or peerless wizards in the half-step Jade Void Realm, and there is no weakling.

But right now, it is unimaginable that a young man who is only at the peak of Ning Yuan dares to challenge an army of tens of millions of people, emulate the ancients, and want to set up an immortal record.

Even though it is only an iron man in front of him, not a battlefield, but such a prestige and such a murderous rumble, it is not far from the real battlefield.

If this young man can really have the slightest possibility of victory at this moment, it seems that he will become the most dazzling new star of the new generation of Xuanwu Kingdom, and he is even more likely to become a peerless powerhouse like Zhou Zizhen and Chang Lie in the future.

Whether it was a feat or a farce, it still made many people interested in it, and some even made a bet.

"I have five True Qi Pills, and I bet that he will be killed if he takes a picture!"

A scholar-like disciple of the family took out the elixir and handed it to a young man who was shuttling around the field.

The young man had sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, his eyes were deeply sunk into his sockets, the corners of his mouth were grinning, he was smiling non-stop, in addition to holding the pill in his hand, he was still making records, and after receiving it, he hurriedly replied:

"Zhang Jinglong Shaoxia bets on five True Qi Pills!

"I bet with a Yuan Qi Pill that he can hold on for two breaths!"

One more person bets!

The young man hurriedly ran over, caught the pill, and happily took the income into his arms.

As soon as they heard the two breaths, many people looked over and looked at the bettor in unison.

I heard the young man shouting again:

"Xu Feipeng Shaoxia bets on a Yuan Qi Dan bet!"

"Then Xu Feipeng actually gambled two points, why are you so optimistic about that kid!"

Someone asked curiously,

"Hey, it's not because he's the treasure in the palm of the Xu family, some are pills, and a Yuan Qi Pill isn't in his eyes, so he naturally doesn't care!

"I see!"

"It's only two breaths, hmph, I'm going to bet seven breaths! Seven Yuan Qi Pills! Hmph"

A young man with a fat body, a thin nose and small eyes who looked like a pig's head shouted loudly.

His voice was so loud that it almost covered the whole audience, but because he was fat, he had some thick nasal sounds, which made people sound a little like a fat pig calling.

"Seven pieces! It's still a Yuan Qi Pill! What a big deal!"

Everyone exclaimed again, and their eyes fell on the fat man in unison.

"Zhou Kaidu Shaoxia suppressed seven Yuan Qi Pills!"

"Boom!" The scene exploded for a while, as if a basin of oil was lit by a little candlelight, and the audience was suddenly sensational.

"Oh, seven, is this going to heaven!"

"Seven breaths, why do you want to bet on him with seven breaths, is there something strange here!"

"I think this fat man is crazy, it is said that their Zhou family is a local tyrant, and it is estimated that they are here to scatter wealth and win their lives!"

"I think it's the same, just this young man's thin and dry appearance, he still has seven breaths, and he can't even support half a breath!"

In this way, this place of bystanders became a place for many disciples to compete and bet, and Xiang Mo in the distance became a banner for them to attract fame.

It is really the first time that a young man who has never been masked has been noticed by so many people and has been bet big.

Such a miracle will definitely spread throughout Honglin County, and if he can hold on for a little longer, even the Xuanwu Kingdom will spread his deeds.