Chapter 81 Banner Hanging Armor Shenwu
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In front of the surrounding wine jars, eighteen people stood in circles, and the other four people were side by side.
"Sure enough, it's Shenwuwei......"
One of the four said, staring at Wei Yuanhai, who had already walked under the Black Cloud Banner.
"I don't mean the enemy, but I still feel that the Lord is too cautious. The other sneered.
At this time, Wei Yuanhai took his eyes off the flagpole of the flagpole of nearly two feet, raised his eyes and looked around.
"Why, do you feel disappointed to see that your opponent is just an old cripple?" said the old man with a slow smile.
The man who spoke first shook his head and said, "How can we not be disappointed? I was going to go to a big battle outside the city, and I never thought that I would be sent here to deal with a disabled man who was almost old. ”
Wei Yuanhai laughed and said: "What's the matter? I can't bear it? I still think it's overkill? The old man doesn't want to take advantage of others, so I advise you to use all your strength, otherwise, the end will be ugly." ”
"You are old and defenseless, and you want to rely on this armor to resist stubbornly? The other chuckled.
The old man raised an eyebrow and withdrew his smile.
"I'm the first, and I've played 100 games with me. There are still four hundred and twelve pieces of iron on the armor. I wipe it with my hands every three days, and change the threading once a year. This armor has resisted thousands of people, insects and beasts. Wait, it's not even a fraction ......."
Then, Wei Yuanhai looked at the people around him who were gradually showing vigilance, pointed to his side, and asked, "Only when I want to resist? You, but there are still people who know who I am?"
At this point, in front of the old man who began to show his momentum and released his vigorous vitality, everyone no longer despised it, and they all clenched the blades in their hands.
"Etiquette is still exchanged, read that you think I am a soft persimmon and did not directly sneak attack, the old man will let you know the roots. I am Wei Yuanhai, the flag general of the Divine Martial Guard Heavenly Machine Battalion! Hehe, four White Tiger Warriors of the Divine Apocalypse Realm, dare to come and kill me......"
The next moment, Wei Yuanhai's right arm suddenly stretched out, and his hand slowly opened.
"Your lord, I am not prudent, but foolish! I am old, but I am not ...... Unarmed!"
The ground flickered.
Under the old man's hands, invisible whirlpools rolled up, and swirls of vortex energy rose from the bottom to the top. When the loess and gravel brought up by the whirlpool were scattered again, Wei Yuanhai already held a long sword in his hand.
"The name of this sword is 'mountain', and it has killed more than 3,000 enemies, so be careful......"
One of the four stepped forward, raised his hand and shouted, "Don't be intimidated by his momentum!
And when everyone wanted to rush forward, they heard countless crisp cracks behind them!
All the wine jars were blown up.
The mighty vitality, rushing in the courtyard in an instant, with countless broken pottery pieces suspended in the air, just for a moment, the people around the old man, all hung colors!
A wooden stick fell to the ground.
Wei Yuanhai laughed, moved his hand, and held the Moyun banner. In the other hand, the mountain sword was raised.
"It is not yet known whether I will die or not, but you are going to die young, young ...... Guardians of the Emperor!"
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