The kilometer-square-square martial arts arena is surrounded by various flags, the north wind blows and hunts, and the smoke and dust fly and kill silently.

More than 1,000 soldiers stood around the arena like sculptures.

A shackled death row prisoner in ragged clothes and hair was hobbled up by the sergeant and escorted under the stone platform.

Sun Fujia took two steps forward and said coldly to the death row prisoner: "Let you do one thing, and when you are done, you can be let go." ”

The tall but withered prisoner kowtowed like pounding garlic, and was silent like a cicada.

Two wrestlers took him to the center of the arena, and without untying his heavy shackles, they put down a wooden box as they left.

Sun Fujia shouted from afar: "Open the wooden box and take out the iron ball inside." ”

The death row prisoner was speechless, and the iron-clad man stood in the center of the martial arts arena in a panic and didn't know what to do.

Sun Fujia shouted again, and the surrounding soldiers inserted their spears back into their backs, took out strong bows and crossbows from their waists, and aimed them at the death row prisoners in unison.

The autumn wind was bleak, and Li Dong sat on the stage with a golden knife, his eyes were not sad or happy.

The death row prisoner trembled and opened the slot door of the wooden box, took out the true qi engine engine from it, held it in the palm of his hand and held it high in the air.

The iron ball kept making a slight noise, and every part inside began to move rapidly.

The sky that was still clear and sunny was shrouded in dark clouds at some point, the clouds were as black as ink, and the dull thunder flickered in the meantime, and the terrible wind sound like the howl of beasts and wolves was endless, and the flying sand covered the sky to obscure the sight.

Li Shuangyu's pupils narrowed suddenly, and he pursed his lips as if he remembered something not very pleasant.

Yuan Tiangang, the Taoist of the Sitian Bureau, gasped, the dust in his hand trembled slightly, and said softly: "Sure enough, as rumored to say, this True Qi Engine can extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles and supply it to the user itself. ”

He is a member of the Dao Sect, and he is extremely familiar with the formation of the operation of the aura. No matter which country was established in the past dynasties, it was necessary to rely on the Daomen to lay out formations to help consolidate the city defense and avoid the attack of demon beasts.

He originally thought that the Dao Sect would always be able to maintain such a transcendent status, but he never thought that at this moment, he would actually see the aura absorption formation that was even stronger than the secret of the Dao Gate, the Liangyi Micro Dust Array, and for a while he just wanted to fly back to the Dao Pavilion and discuss countermeasures with those old people who had accumulated over the years.

Yuan Tiangang was quite annoyed, glanced at Li Shuangyu secretly, and secretly thought: "If I knew this, I should have sent someone to secretly attack and strangle this child." ”

It's a pity, I have to say that today's Emperor Li Tang does have a bit of imperial bearing, and he treats Daomen quite respectfully - after all, Li Dong also recognizes Li Er as an ancestor, although it is just to promote orthodoxy.

Now, if the Li Tang Dynasty really gets the secret of this true qi engine, I am afraid that the transcendent status of the Daomen will no longer be guaranteed, not to mention that at this time, Buddhism in the world is prosperous, and fools and fools and fools all regard the Buddha as an idol and revere it.....

"I have to think about it in the long run...."Yuan Tiangang made up his mind, swept away the dust, and returned to his calm nature.

I saw that the death row prisoner on the battlefield roared wildly, and the muscles and bones around his body swelled sharply, and he was already like a Shura demon in a few breaths. He broke free of the shackles in his hands with a loud thud, and his thighs as thick as beams and pillars slammed on the ground, forcing a long crack in the solid rammed earth.

Sun Fujia shouted: "Enough, put down the iron ball in your hand!"

The death row prisoner didn't care, as if he thought it was noisy, he picked up the wooden box and threw it far away, only to hear the sound of breaking through the air like a beep, and the wooden box turned into a streamer and hit Sun Fujia on the stage directly.

Boom!

Yu Chigong took a step forward and exploded the thrown wooden box with a punch, and the guards on both sides of Li Dong pulled out the Pu knife from their waists, and in an instant, the knife light danced into a round cover, swinging away all the flying sawdust.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The torrential rain of arrows flew sideways, and the sharp iron arrows that pierced the wooden target struck the skin of the condemned prisoner, but only a shallow white mark was left.

"Die!"

The prisoner roared, held the iron ball and attacked the military formation, pulling and pulling at will, and even easily broke the dense spear tip, plowing the military formation like a forklift.

"How daring!"

Yu Chigong stepped out violently, and the stone-paved grandstand was shattered like a spider's web under the trampling of thousand-feuille boots, and Yu Chigong himself flew away diagonally with the help of electric power.

"Your Majesty also invites you...."

"No, I don't. Li Dong waved his hand to stop the words of his subordinates and said, "Jingde's force, I am very relieved. ”

As he spoke, Wei Chi Gong had already fought with the death row prisoners, his fists and feet were staggered, the sound of sonic booms crackled, and the surrounding soldiers didn't even have room to interfere.

"It is often said that when the Duke of Eguo was young, he wandered up the mountain alone after being drunk, and mistook the "fierce" level demon beast for an ordinary big worm, and strangled it to death by his flesh hands. A young guard in armor stood on the stage and muttered, "I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't want there to be such a fierce general in the world." ”

Lu Guogong Cheng Zhijie on the side saw that his hands were itchy, and he shouted, "Jingde, I'll help you", and flew off the stands and went straight away.

However, Wei Chigong didn't appreciate it, and turned around and scolded: "Get out, you old rammer has to grab everything from Lao Tzu, wait until I finish fighting him." ”

Cheng Zhijie was thick-skinned, and shouted "Who cares about you" with his neck stalked, joined the battle group regardless of it, and took advantage of the chaos to kick Wei Chigong a few times, causing the latter to grin for a while, scolding words such as "immortal banban", and the martial arts arena was full of joyful atmosphere.

The death row prisoner was defeated and retreated, but after Cheng Zhijie joined in, the balance of power was inexplicably restored, and the three of them fought from west to east, from east to west, and the rammed earth site was torn into pieces, which was miserable.

"Hahaha, happy, happy!"

Wei Chigong tore off his official uniform with a bang, revealing his thick dark chest hair, and beckoned to the death row prisoner against the gale and said, "Come again!"

Li Shuangyu seemed to think of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Sixty breaths is coming, put down the iron ball." ”

However, the howling of the wind swept away the aftermath, and the death row prisoner got up from the ground with a shaking head and slammed into it with a roar.

Wei Chigong turned his palm into a knife and slashed at the neck of the death row prisoner, tripped him to the ground with a kick when the opponent staggered back, and then straddled the waist of the death row prisoner rudely, and poured down his sandbag-sized fist.

Blood splattered from his fist to the flesh, and soon the death row prisoner passed out, and the iron ball rolled from the bones of his unloaded hand.

When the dust settled, two wrestlers walked up, wrapped the iron ball in layers with a heavy cloth, and carefully put it back into the wooden box.

The topless Wei Chi Gong proudly gave Cheng Zhijie a look of contempt, twisting his heroic pectoralis major muscles while ignoring the latter's rude gestures.

Li Dong nodded with a smile, turned to Yuan Tiangang and said, "Daoist Yuan, this thing does seem to be related to the operation of the aura of heaven and earth, but I am afraid that the craftsman who is the master of the craftsman will not be able to support it alone, and I will need you to help me a lot when the time comes." ”

Yuan Tiangang's eyelids jumped, and he bowed down.

"Where is Li Pisces?"

"Minister, no, the grass people are here. Li Pisces stammered, not knowing what fate awaited him.

"From now on, you are the Lieutenant Colonel of the Craftsman Prison, and from the eighth grade, you will specialize in studying the working principle of this true qi engine. ”

"But I'm going to go to the country..."

"It's okay to work and study. ”

“..... Thank you, Your Majesty, Long. ”