"Hahaha......" After thinking about it for a moment, Ling Luo suddenly laughed and said, "It's rare that Wuzun and Beijun have such a good luck, if Ben Hou misses it, he will regret it!

The house full of Zheng Guo's soldiers all changed color, and they all clasped their fists to dissuade:

"Xinhou thinks twice!"

"Xinhou has a great responsibility, and he must not be in danger!"

"Xinhou is strategizing and fighting a decisive battle thousands of miles away, why do you need to defeat the enemy with military bravery!"

"We are willing to lead our troops to storm Wei Pass, desperately break through the low mountain pass, and shed blood for Xinhou!"

Ling Luo laughed, looked at Beijun, and pointed to the generals who were dissuading, "Hahaha...... Beijun, please see, you can't trust Benhou's martial arts. ”

The generals of Zheng Jun hurriedly said in unison: "The last general doesn't dare!"

"In that case, there is no need to talk about this matter. Wuzun and Beijun both have such lofty ambitions, don't Ben Hou have them?"

Zheng Ranran was angry in his heart. Back then, after she saw Ling Luo's divine determination in Beiling Mountain, she silently recalled and missed it in her heart for a long time. Later, Ling Luo returned to Zhengdu, she originally had the intention of being close, although she didn't dare to have too many extravagant hopes because of the relationship between Princess Tianlai, but she also hoped to become Ling Luo's confidante.

Unexpectedly, Bu Jingxian's death made Ling Luo say those words, and she has been controlling her personal relationships with others, either explicitly or implicitly. This made her feel hatred in her heart, half because she felt that Ling Luo was nosy, and half because she felt that Ling Luo had no affection for her and hurt her self-esteem. When Shenwu was fighting, she found that Ling Luo looked at July differently, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.

Today, it is rare for Beijun to be stimulated, if Beijun dies in the battle of the low mountain pass, it will be beneficial to Zheng Guo, Ling Luo should be happy to see it, but he does not hesitate to take risks to help. In Zheng Rinran's opinion, Ling Luo is so of course not to help Beijun Left Bank, it is obviously just worried about July.

Thinking like this, I was so angry that I didn't have anything to say for a while.

Bu Jingxian knew that Ling Luo had two dreams, one was to practice the ability to be proud of the world, and the other was to live up to the favor of King Zheng, the affection of Princess Tianlai, and the hope and prestige of his father. At this moment, this decision should be influenced by July and him, which arouses full of pride.

"Okay! Xinhou is worthy of being Xinhou, being able to fight side by side with Xinhou really makes Benjun impatient, and he doesn't want to wait until Ming, at this moment the Wei army is about to rest, and the three of us join forces to kill it, just so that the Wei army is tired and can't sleep peacefully. What do Xinhou and Wuzun think?" Bu Jingxian held his sword and put it on the table, his eyes shining.

"Why not!" Ling Luo laughed and applauded.

"Right now, right now. July's face was full of disapproval, and he walked away.

The generals of the Zheng army were silent, but they couldn't, so they could only follow them through the barracks with worry, and they all lined up in armor to see the three of them go up outside the low mountain pass.

It is said that the Wei army of the city tower in the low mountain saw the Zheng army array, thinking that it was a siege, and was busy sending a message to warn, and in an instant, the Wei generals rushed to the city tower in armor, and many martial cultivators gathered nervously in the city wall and city gate. Unexpectedly, the Wei general and the martial cultivators in the city tower saw two men and one woman, and went straight to Guancheng.

Everyone thought that they were the envoys of the enemy army, and some people shouted from afar, but they repeatedly shouted and asked for half a sound, but there was no response.

When Ling Luo walked a hundred steps to the city wall, he stopped, only to see his hair fluttering, and with a wave of his hand, a sudden wind suddenly appeared on the ground.

The wind was fierce, carrying the dust all over the ground, and rushed to the low mountain pass with the momentum of covering the sky, and in an instant, the heaven and earth inside and outside the city fell into a storm of sand and dust, so that the Wei army could not see up and down, and only heard the sound of the howling wind.

Ling Luo's sleeve robe waved, half a circle around the body, the whirlwind suddenly born at the feet of Bu Jingxian and July, and they flew into the air together, riding the momentum of sand and dust in the sky and flying up the wall of Guanlou.

Ling Luo only went to the city wall and performed the stunt of wind and autumn leaves, and in an instant, the Wei army within the city wall was swept off the ground by the swirling wind and rose straight into the air. Bu Jingxian and July tacitly agreed to rush left and right along the city wall, but the Wei army on the wall tower of ten zhang long and five zhang wide was instantly knocked out by July's all-out attack.

The step frightened immortal turned the umbrella that was snatched from Wu Fei into a spear, and with the seven-star dragon yuan in one hand, he swept and slashed in the dust, and went all the way to the left along the city wall, and the Wei army that passed by was either shocked by the spear or cut in two by the divine sword. However, he didn't have a powerful move, and it took some time to rush and kill all the way, and the skilled martial cultivators on the city tower flew out of the city wall when they found out about the change, and the ten ** all escaped his surprise attack.

Ling Luo flew up to the top of the city tower, and the yellow sand was still filled, but through the eyes of the gods, he could see the location of the masters of the Wei State in the city. He raised his hands above the top, gathered his palms, and used the Divine Determination Technique to improve his perception ability and attract the energy flowing between heaven and earth, accompanied by a shout - there was a sudden explosion and rolling thunder in the city.

Those whose internal strength cultivation is not as good as Ling Luo's three percent will all be bled to death by the thunder and vibration, and even if the master is injured by this shock, his internal force will be injured and even dizzy for a while, and his consciousness will be hazy.

Jianyue sent internal strength masters from afar, including the top ten masters of the first Shenwu Ring, Zha Xiaogai, Wu Fei and Wei Wuquan.

Cha Xiaogai is known as the Crazy Sword, and the Huashan branch of the Jianyue faction has always had a discordant relationship with Wei Wuquan, and he is a lone person. After the first Shenwu Championship, he traveled all over the world in order to further improve his cultivation. At the beginning of Zheng's war against Wei, he did not return, and he did not return to Wei in a hurry until the remote city was breached.

When Ling Luo used his divine decisive skill to create chaos with the wind blowing the sand, the Wei master who was in the big tent of the military camp behind the Guancheng hurried to the Guancheng, and Cha Xiaogai grabbed the sword and ran in the front, and when he arrived at the Guancheng, he heard the thunder and explosion. Busy unleashing the world's famous stunt - the Wild Sword.

Cha Xiaogai was originally an internal martial artist in the Huashan Branch, which was diametrically opposed to Wei Wuquan, who specialized in external martial arts. When a mad sword is unleashed, the sword aura is unrestrained like a fierce wind and a terrifying wave. Only pushed all the oncoming roaring winds back in reverse, and thousands of flying sword qi bombarded the wind source energy light ball created by Ling Ling one after another, instantly defeating the wind source energy light ball.

The howling wind immediately stopped, and the rolling dust lost its wind power, and many fell to the ground slowly, and many scattered in all directions.

At the same time, July shook the Wei army and dozens of martial cultivators on the right city wall to death with a palm, and when he ran quickly along the city wall to the end, he jumped out of the air and fell straight to the outside of the city.

When the wind subsided, she urged the second talent and the respect of ten directions and ninety-five, and the golden wind suddenly appeared within a radius of thirty zhang. She rushed to the Wei army rushing from the barracks, and pushed out the mountains and seas for the second time, only pushing the six rows of Wei soldiers in front of her backwards. Those Wei soldiers stacked one by one, bumped into one by one, and were pushed away by her shouting, and in a short time, they stacked more than 600 layers, and they fell straight backwards.

(To be continued)