Not far away, an officer of the Mengyuan Imperial Court, but he felt that the sharp arrow had already penetrated into his eyebrows and penetrated into his brain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The officer couldn't even snort, and he fell off his horse, and died on the spot.

Wenwen was stunned, then overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Husband, husband, you are here!"

"Haha, my wife is in trouble, how can I not come?"

The one who took the arrow wore a dragon head steel helmet, was tall, and his appearance was also powerful. It's just that there is always a hippie smile on his face, which seems to be a little less majestic. Just looking at this appearance, it seems difficult to imagine that he is actually a pivotal figure in the world's anti-Yuan rebel army.

"Hmph, Liu Futong, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, is he finally willing to come out?"

Wang Baobao's eyes widened, and the fierce light burst out. He suddenly leaped into the air from his horse, and thundered angrily: "Liu Futong, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Come, fight alone with my Wang Bao policy. In today's battle, only one person between you and me can leave the battlefield. I can't help but say, the steel spear in my hand is like a thunderbolt, stabbing in the air.

"Thief Tartar, I'm afraid that you won't succeed in my next life?

There is no fear at all, but he takes the initiative to stand up to the battle. Liu Futong divided his hands, and countless chains immediately flew into the air, and at the same time frantically whipped towards Wang Baobao's steel spear. The decisive battle between Han and Mongolia officially kicked off.

"Dangdangdang~"

Maitreya's holy lock faced the steel spear, and the two sides fought quickly, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. The sound of gold and iron clashing broke out one after another, and it sounded into a long note. There is no break in the succession. The air-locking spear winds intertwined and entangled, condensing into a strong tornado storm, roaring and roaring, and the conflict was agitated, spreading the destructive power in all directions at the same time.

In an instant, the tornado column stirred wildly, and within a radius of a few zhang, the sky was dark, and the sand and rocks were flying. Countless broken swords that fell to the ground were picked up by the hurricane one after another, and they were all involved indiscriminately. Once someone unfortunately breaks into it by mistake, they will be cut by a thousand knives on the spot, and they will be severely crushed into pieces, and there will be no corpse.

The more you fight, the more you fight, the more you fight, the more ruthless you become. In an instant, they have exchanged more than a thousand blows with each other, and it is always difficult to distinguish between them. Wang Baobao saw that he couldn't suppress the other party, so he suddenly changed his moves. He thundered violently, his left shield and his right spear, and suddenly exchanged blows with each other. An unprecedented, loud bang that shook the audience, immediately exploded wildly!

Invisible sound waves, carrying substantial lethality, spread in all directions. Liu Futong bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately felt severe pain in his ears, dizziness and swelling, his eyes were full of stars, the sky was spinning, and his body was shaking, and he seemed to be unable to stand unsteadily.

However, after all, Liu Futong has experienced a hundred battles, so he is not shocked. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he immediately waved his backhand back. The Maitreya holy lock shot out from the five fingers at the same time, impartially, and happened to wrap around a Mongolian cavalry a few feet away. Liu Futong pulled violently, and his body immediately flew into the air and approached the Mongolian cavalryman. Even if Wang Baobao wants to chase after the victory, he will definitely not be able to catch up.

However, the steel shield spear in Wang Baobao's hand was not a divine weapon, how could it withstand the crazy blow of a master like him? Debris flew and splattered everywhere, tearing the tornado column apart from the inside out.

Wang Baobao took a deep breath, leaped forward, and chased after Liu Futong. At the same time, he shouted: "Ten thousand people and eighteen horsemen, out of battle!"

Cheers rang out. Among the soldiers behind him, a total of eighteen people came out of the formation at the same time. At a speed that surprised Liu Futong, they were lined up in two columns on the left and right, one column of nine people. I saw that the eighteen horsemen shouted in unison, each stretched out his palms, and suddenly pushed the back of the person standing in front of him.

In an instant, the true qi and internal forces in the bodies of the eighteen people were all connected in tandem, and the two people who stood at the forefront caught up with Wang Baobao at the same time, injecting all the strength of all eighteen people into Wang Baobao's body.

Wang Baobao's spirits were greatly lifted, and he shouted violently: "The earth is moving and the mountains are moving, and the wisdom and strength of the people are all together!" All the strength of the total 19 people is concentrated on their fists, and they are angry at Liu Futong!"

"Ha, it's Wanfu Changshengtian again, this outdated and outdated cliché? useless, useless, useless~~"

Liu Futong laughed loudly, waved his arms freely, and kept shooting out the Maitreya Holy Lock. With the help of chains, he leaps east and west on the battlefield, flying south and north, and his body is agile, and he is better than the ape. Never fight hard with Wang Baobao. No matter how strong the power of this "Ten Thousand Masters Immortal Heaven is", if it misses the target, it will be useless at all.

In that year, the White Lotus Sect revolted against the Yellow River and attacked Yingzhou. The White Lotus Sect Leader Han Shantong personally went into battle, and once broke Wang Baobao's Ten Thousand Masters Immortal Heaven with the power of one person.

At that time, Liu Futong was also watching from the side, and discovered that Wang Baobao was a peerless science, and he had to gather the strength of everyone in order to exert the strongest power. In other words, if you want to be able to cut off the power of the eighteen horsemen to transmit power to each other, this miracle of "ten thousand people will live forever" will be self-defeating. It's just that it's easier said than done, and with Liu Futong's cultivation at that time, although he understood the truth, he couldn't implement it.

After so many years, Liu Futong's cultivation has improved a lot, even if it is not as good as Han Shantong back then, he has also become one of the world's first-class masters. The conceit of breaking the eternal life of ten thousand people is no longer difficult. He spotted a gap between the movements of the Eighteen Horsemen, and suddenly turned to the left side of the Eighteen Horsemen, and let out a loud shout and punched angrily.

"Bang~"

The iron fist was everywhere, and the formation of the eighteen horsemen was immediately scattered, and the end could not be connected, and the transmission of strength was also cut off. Liu Futong was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue and make persistent efforts. But as soon as he raised his fist, before he could swing it, he immediately felt the golden light covering his body, and the strong wind pressed against him. Instinctively looking back, it was Wang Baobao who flew to the rescue.

Wang Baobao, who flew into the air above Liu Futong's head, was covered in golden light and blinded. His hands and ten fingers were stretched out, and crackling thunder and thunder continued to erupt, and he thundered wildly with the momentum of the wind and thunder.

"Don't want to break the formation! Thunderbolt Mountaineer, blast this thief down for me!"

"Want to bombard me and reincarnate Adou? I'm flashing hahaha!"

Without any master's demeanor, Liu Futong rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey, and avoided Wang Baobao's thunderous blow in a moment. Although there is still a hippie smile between the eyebrows, the palm wind brushes the face, and it is actually hot and painful. In that smile, I couldn't help but have a hint of stiffness.

The Thunderbolt Pioneer used to be the housekeeper of Han Lei, the first master of the Great Yuan Court. Hanlei is the clan of the Jin clan, canonized the prince, is in charge of the Privy Council, and holds the power of the world's soldiers and horses. Thunderbolt is strong and fierce Mojing, the attack can be indestructible, and the defense can be impregnable, which is a superb mastery.

The highest level of thunderbolt strength is the so-called thunderbolt golden body. Compared with the golden bell jar, one of the great gods of Shaolin Temple, it can be said to have the same effect. Although it is not as good as the incorruptible body of King Kong in the twelfth level of the Golden Bell Jar, it is at least about the power of the ninth level.

Four years ago, in the bloody battle of the Imperial City of Dadu, Han Lei used the thunderbolt opener to cooperate with the thunder power of the Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill, and suddenly increased the lethality to the level equivalent to the tenth level of the Golden Bell Jar. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang has practiced to the "all-yin/all-yang realm", he is almost invincible. In the end, he relied on his cleverness and wit to get through, and finally turned defeat into victory and killed a strong enemy.

Originally, it was thought that after the death of Hanlei, the Thunderbolt pioneers had been lost. Unexpectedly, Wang Baobao actually inherited this mastery and also practiced the highest level of thunderbolt golden body. This makes things tricky.

The stiffness between Liu Futong's eyebrows naturally couldn't escape Wang Baobao's gaze. He sneered and shouted, "Anti-thief, do you know that you are afraid? Surprises are coming. Ten thousand men and eighteen horsemen, let these anti-thieves see it!"

Eighteen horsemen shouted in unison, urging their internal strength wildly. In an instant, the crackling sound was endless, and it was simply deafening.

It turned out that all of the eighteen Mongolian horsemen had also become thunderbolts. Although it is not the highest level of thunderbolt golden body, it is already equivalent to the realm of the eight levels of the golden bell jar. The power of the eighteen people was superimposed on each other, and it was absolutely terrifying beyond words. I'm afraid that even if Han Shantong is resurrected and Temujin is reborn, he may not be able to resist it.

Wanfu Eighteen Cavalry showed this hand, and immediately took the lead. Seeing the deep jealousy between Liu Futong's eyebrows, Wang Baobao was even more ecstatic in his heart. He laughed fiercely and said, "Doesn't the White Lotus Sect always like to fight everywhere with a large number of people? Okay! Let you also taste the taste of being beaten today! Ten thousand horses and eighteen horsemen, arrows arc fire!"

At the sound of an order, the 10,000 horsemen changed formations again. With Wang Baobao as the core, it was dispersed into five teams. Looking down from a high position, it looks like a huge pentagonal starfish.

Wang Baobao coordinated in the middle, stretched out his hand and pressed the backs of the two 18 horsemen, and conveyed all the strength of himself and the other 8 18 horsemen. The two eighteen horsemen who stood in the forward position, but they felt that their whole body was full of true anger, their strength was surging, and they did not vomit or feel unhappy. At the moment, he did not hesitate, and four punches came out together, bombarding Liu Futong.

Although the strength is strong, the speed is not fast enough, and the change is too sluggish. It should be easy for Liu Futong to avoid this blow. Liu Futong shot out the Maitreya holy lock before he repeated his old tricks, and the strange change was abrupt.

The remaining four teams of the eighteen horsemen and horses of Wanfu Eighteen Cavalry leaped at the same time, encircling and attacking from the top, bottom, left and right respectively, sealing all the retreats of Liu Futong. At first glance, it looks like a starfish has opened all its tentacles and wants to swallow its prey in one gulp.

The strength is still nineteen forces, and it has not increased. However, the "point" of attack can be turned into five. In an instant, Liu Futong was besieged, and he couldn't struggle anymore. However, he didn't make any struggle, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled proudly: "Tartar, do you want to rely on a large number of people to encircle and suppress? You have helpers, and I have them!"

"Canopy!canopycanopy~~"

The strange sound suddenly broke out, and within a radius of more than ten zhang, there were suddenly countless huge vines breaking through the ground and drilling out, like a giant python in the sky, and the spirit snake danced, divided from all directions, and frantically wound and whipped towards the eighteen horsemen. The strength is strong, and it is enough to pump stones into powder.

Between the elbows and armpits, the eighteen horsemen had no way to dodge at all, and when they were breathing shortly, they had already been whipped by these strange vines. Wanfu Changsheng Heavenly Formation collapsed on the spot.

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The day before yesterday I had to go out to do errands, and I tossed for two days, so I didn't save the manuscript, so I had to change it today, forgive me

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