Chapter 471: A bald man with an iron rod on his back
"Look, it's thundering in the river, it's going to rain. ”
The young man, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old and had just become a ten-man for less than a month, patted the arm of the chief general who was sitting beside him and looked up and drank and pointed to the night sky in the distance and shouted.
There is a huge difference in the status of the two, one is the general of ten thousand people above ten thousand people, and the other is a ten-captain colonel with a low status, the royal army has a strict hierarchy, and it is not uncommon for the main general and the colonel to drink, but it is disrespectful to take the risk of patting the main general's arm, as long as the main general says a word, the head of the small school can fall to the ground.
However, this commander-in-chief, who was known for his ruthless methods and irritable personality in the army, was not unhappy because of the rude behavior of the young ten-master, let alone lashed out with a thirty-military stick as a warning.
His attention was also drawn by the thunder in the distance.
At this time, the second heavenly thunder fell.
"General, it's thundering again. ”
The young ten-master was very excited, and got up from the ground with a grunt, and had been stationed by the Jinsha River for more than two months, and he had never seen thunder and rain, and there was no wind and snow in the imperial city, this desolate riverside was boring and made people crazy, even if it was a gust of wind, it could make people talk for a long time.
The general, who was just over forty years old sitting on the ground with a wine jug in his hand, did not get up, and his slightly drunken tiger eyes widened the moment he saw the first thunder.
At this time, the third heavenly thunder fell.
"It's not raining. ”
Without waiting for the young ten-captain to exclaim again, the master general carrying the wine jug spoke first, and his voice revealed indescribable shock and excitement.
"It's a thunderstorm. ”
"Thunderstorm?"
The young ten-master didn't understand for a while, "General, what are you talking about?
"Someone is going to marry Dan, Wuwang Dan. ”
The Lord General did not hide the envy in his eyes, he had been promoted to the eighth level grandmaster for three years, and due to the limitations of his talent, he was afraid that he would not be able to step into the ninth level in his life, let alone the tenth level and cross the border, seeing that someone had realized the ideal that he could not dream of, he was jealous and envious, and he sighed and sighed helplessly.
"Martial King Dan? Someone has been promoted to Martial King? Wow, that's amazing. ”
The young ten-master had just entered the Soul Yuan Realm, if it weren't for the fact that he was a fellow villager with the Lord General, and he was also close to him, and he was also clever in doing things, he would never be qualified to accompany an eighth-level martial arts master to drink and chat.
"Is it the sect master of the three major sects, or His Royal Highness the Great Prince?"
In the young man's heart, the eldest prince is the head of the Seven Heavenly Pride, and the heir to the future throne, regardless of strength or status, no one in Yunlan Country can stand out, and it is a great honor to be able to serve him, so I naturally thought of this idol who I have admired in my heart for many years but has never even seen a face.
"I don't know, but ......"
The Lord shook his head slightly, and before he finished speaking, a fourth heavenly thunder suddenly fell in the distance.
"But what? General. ”
The young ten-master who was waiting for the fellow villagers around him to say the following stopped when he saw that the lord was halfway through his words, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's weird, it's weird. ”
The Lord General looked at the direction in which the heavenly thunder disappeared and muttered: "The book says that the martial king will lead down three heavenly thunders, as long as it resists the bombardment of the heavenly thunder, it means that the heavenly thunder is successful, but why are there four?"
The lord was puzzled, and the young man was even more confused, but seeing the solemn look of the respected fellow villagers around him, he forcibly held back the curiosity in his heart and also looked into the distance.
At this moment, the fifth heavenly thunder fell.
Then, the sixth way.
The seventh course.
Eighth.
Ninth!
There were nine heavenly thunderbolts, each more powerful than the other, especially the last one, and the entire sky was illuminated as if it were day.
The middle-aged lord was shocked and speechless, the nine heavenly thunders that appeared one after another were beyond his cognition, when His Majesty the Emperor broke the mirror, he was fortunate to be one of the guardians at that time, and he saw the three heavenly thunders descend with his own eyes, what is going on with these nine thunders?
Could it be that there are three grandmasters who are married at the same time?
Just when the middle-aged lord was shocked and puzzled, a gloomy and indifferent man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Boy, those boats on the riverside are yours, right?"
The middle-aged general turned his head sharply, and saw a tall and burly man with a red sheet sewn with gold thread sewn on his back more than ten meters away, bald, and carrying a gilded iron rod with a thick bowl mouth.
The middle-aged lord of the bald man dressed strangely had never seen it, but the momentum exuded from the other party gave him an indescribable depression.
"Who are you?"
The young ten-master also saw the bald man who appeared behind him silently, his eyes widened, and he asked loudly.
"This Zen master's Dharma name is Jin Chanzi, from Zen Buddhism, I want to borrow you a boat to cross the river, boy, find a hundred strong men to come over and helm this Zen master, after the matter is completed, there will be your benefits. ”
The middle-aged lord frowned, looking up and down at the bald man who appeared out of thin air, the other party's contemptuous tone and command-like tone suddenly aroused his anger, but he did not act rashly.
This river beach is densely packed with camp tents all around, eight hundred elite soldiers patrol day and night, and the periphery is full of secret sentinels, even if a bird flies over, it can't hide from the ears and eyes of the middle-aged main general, this self-proclaimed golden cicada bald god came behind him unconsciously, and his strength cultivation can be imagined.
The middle-aged master will be calm and calm, and the young ten-master will not have such good patience.
The bald man's expression and tone of voice instantly aroused his anger, and the saber in his waist drew a brilliant arc, slashing out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Untouchables, dare to be rude to the general, look for death!"
The bald man who claimed to be the golden cicada looked at the steel knife he had chopped off and did not dodge, and a trace of pity and ridicule suddenly flashed in his eyes.
I didn't see him make any movements, there was a flash of golden light in front of him, and the body of the young man with the knife rushed forward stiffened, and a crack suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and then, the whole body was divided into two, and he fell to the ground strangely, and before he could scream, he was dead on the spot, his eyes were wide open, and he died.
The middle-aged lord's pupils shrink sharply.
The young man is talented and intelligent, he has entered the realm of martial arts before the age of eighteen, and the middle-aged master has not married so far, and he has regarded this fellow with the same roots as half a son in his heart, and he died tragically in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Someone!"
The middle-aged lord let out a roar, and the sonorous sound of armor colliding and neat and heavy footsteps suddenly sounded all around, and a team of guards with armor all over their bodies quickly arrived, surrounding the bald strange man with an iron rod in the middle.
"Take it!"
The middle-aged lord gave an order, and ten elite guards wearing armor stabbed at the same time, and the sharp blades weaved into an impenetrable net, covering the bald man from all directions.