Chapter 483: The Slap Appears Again

Gai Ming's cultivation is mediocre, at least compared to Gaibu, he is not an opponent at all. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info distracted, Gai Ming was shot by Gaibu several arrows, the other party obviously didn't want to take his life at once, the feather arrows penetrated his body, leaving bloody holes, the soldiers of the Beast God Battalion, seeing that the battalion commander was seriously injured, morale was low to the end, and he couldn't support it.

Although the distance is relatively far, the Beast God Battalion also has some longbowmen, and Yuan Beasts who are good at long-range attacks, but when it comes to the next hit, it is in a completely disadvantageous place, and the counterattack of the Beast God Battalion only caused extremely slight damage to Fei Yu, which is completely negligible compared to the loss of his own side.

The Beast God Battalion's counterattack caused the Flying Feather Battalion to retaliate more violently, and in less than half an hour, the soldiers of the Beast God Battalion who were able to counterattack the Flying Feather Battalion, as well as the Yuan Beasts to which they belonged, were most killed, and the rest were seriously injured and lost the ability to fight back.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the earth shook, and a shocking strong heat rushed out of the ground, reaching tens of thousands of zhang and hundreds of thousands of zhang above the sky. Although many of the soldiers of the Flying Feather Battalion fell into the abyss because of this, and several of the flying boats were also destroyed and fell down, but the vast majority of the flying boats were safe and sound, and the sergeants on the ship also survived.

"Okay—"

The Beast God Camp had just erupted into cheers, and after the heat flow had disappeared, the annoyed and angry Flying Feather Camp had once again rained arrows, bringing the Beast God Camp into an even more dangerous situation.

"Gab, tell your men to stop and get out of the Endless Wasteland!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from mid-air, and the person who spoke spoke in a calm tone, as if he was having an ordinary conversation, but every word of his voice gently struck the hearts of every soldier present, and even the Yuan Beast, making it irresistible.

The soldiers of the Flying Feather Battalion stopped attacking, and the Beast God Battalion also stared at the sky, and everyone's eyes were cast on a gray-white figure in mid-air.

I don't know when, or maybe it was at the moment when the heat current rose into the air, a plain-robed figure was already standing quietly in mid-air, a thin and handsome young man suddenly appeared, but it was like he was standing here a long time ago, which shocked everyone present, could it be that he was a powerhouse in the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, why didn't anyone see how he came?!

"Where did the wild bastard come from, dare to stop my Flying Feather Battalion from doing things, aren't you afraid of the bloody revenge of my Wu Empire?!"

Although Gebu was shocked by the suddenness of the arrival, he could not retreat, for this attack, he had already made a military order to His Majesty, if he returned like this, his life could not be saved, and no one in his family would survive.

"Smack-"

A loud slap resounded in the sky above the Netherworld Abyss, the gray-white figure did not move, but the face of the commander of the Flying Feather Battalion suddenly swollen high, and several snow-white teeth with black red stains fell down to the depths of the Netherworld Abyss.

"He's the most! It's really him! It turns out that he's not dead! He's really in the abyss!"

Gai Ming's eyes were blurred with tears, and his voice was dry and hoarse, but his chest rose and fell, and he was very excited. The screaming of the name made the soldiers of the battalion extremely stunned, and no one knew who the "he" in the mouth of the battalion commander was? let alone why their battalion commander was so excited, the dignified peak martial artist of the Yuanwu King Realm actually cried like an underage child in front of thousands of subordinates.

"Bian Qing, it's you?!So you're really not dead?!"

His cheeks were swollen by a series of slaps from the gray figure, and the cover cloth that flew his teeth flew away, and he flipped two or three times in his flying boat, and then he froze his body, looking at the gray figure, his eyes were full of fear, and he screamed, and the sound resounded through this battlefield within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Bian Qing, it turns out that he is the legendary boy, isn't he the middle level of the Yuanwu King Realm, how can he be so powerful, he can slap the fan cloth so easily, so that he doesn't even have the strength to fight back?!"

Whether it is the opposite side of the Netherworld Abyss, or the flying feather soldiers in the mid-air flying boat, and the soldiers of the Beast God Battalion on the side of the name, even if they have not heard of it before, after coming to the Netherworld Abyss, they have all heard some rumors about Bian Qing, and now they have seen it with their own eyes, compared with the legendary image, the gray figure in front of them seems more and more mysterious and unpredictable.

"Gaibu, I haven't seen you for a few years, how can you become more and more humble, I think you were a man back then, and now I can't help but want to slap you a few more times!"

Bian Qing still did not show his true face, his face was hidden in the gray shadow, everyone present could not see his face clearly, his voice also changed slightly, the previous immaturity has been replaced by maturity and stability, the tone is surprisingly calm, and what is even more amazing is that there is a faint attraction in his voice, which seems to make people involuntarily driven by his voice.

"Hahaha, Bian Qing! It's been three years, it's been three years, and the world today is not the world it used to be, what do you know about being missing for so long?"

Gab's laughter was desolate and indifferent, how could he like his current self, but he was really afraid of the black blood, in front of the black blood, he had no ability to resist at all, as long as he didn't have to face the terrifying face of the black blood, even if he was asked to sell his soul, Gabu would not hesitate.

"After leaving for so long, I didn't expect to meet so many old friends at once, it seems that everyone hasn't forgotten me, let's come out and see me!"

Bian Qing suddenly raised his voice and shouted behind Gaibu, as if he was sending an invitation to someone.

"Hey, hey, Bian Qing, you're really not simple, even the old man can sense it!"

With a gloomy sneer, three more figures appeared in mid-air, all three of them were dressed in the costumes of the Wu Clan's Blood Army, and the person in the center had a big long face and a pair of small eyes, and his appearance was extremely ugly, but it surprised the soldiers of the two armies present.

"Meet Marshal Wu!"

The officers and men of both armies gave the standard military salute to the visitors, and their attitudes were extremely respectful.

"The old man is no longer a person in the army, he was ordered by the lord of Ukraine to come to arrest Bian Qing, everyone was also a brother in the army that day, what is the point of such a bloody fight, let's stop!"

Isn't this Yuanwu Emperor Realm in the middle of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm the high-level powerhouse Wu Tongtian, and who is it?! Wu Tongtian was defeated by Bian Qing in the battle of Broken Soul Ridge, and was deposed and dismissed by Wu Gaiyun, the former lord of the Wolf Devouring Empire, but he didn't expect that this guy had become the worship of the current Wu Empire, and he came to support with this batch of Yuanshi flying boats, just to monopolize the Netherworld Abyss.

Before leaving, Wu Xueyi firmly believed that Bian Qing was not dead, and the recent changes in the Netherworld Abyss were related to Bian Qing's possible coming out of the abyss.

Wu Tongtian and Bian Qing have a deep enmity like the sea, of course he will not give up this opportunity for revenge, he wants to catch Bian Qing with his own hands, avenge his dead nephew, and also be ashamed of the humiliation he suffered back then. (To be continued.) )