The direction of this action is very clear, it is obviously a phantom, but it seems to have self-awareness at this moment.

This glance has almost traveled through two hundred years of time and space.

There was a fierce battle between the people and the tiger below, how could He Lingchuan have the time to look at him, otherwise the four eyes would be terrified.

King Yuan's eyes were meaningful.

But the anomaly on the city wall only lasted for a short time, as fast as a white horse passing through a gap. In the next second, King Yuan still killed himself, and this history went down the original path without changing anything.

And on the real battlefield, Uncle Da's eyesight quickly retreated as soon as it was blocked.

This action was purely a fighting instinct that had been cultivated over the years, and it saved his life at a critical moment. Because He Lingchuan raised his knife to look at him, followed by a fierce and sharp oblique slash!

He has been defending for a long time, and this knife has been gathering momentum for a long time, and when it is used, it is like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and there is no longer the slightest bit of clumsiness.

If Uncle Da doesn't retreat, he will have to try whether his neck is stiffer or the floating knife is sharper.

However, although it was able to dodge the blade, a foot-long sword qi still swept through its chest, tearing open a wide hole with a snort.

The voice was like a defeat.

The demon clan likes to refine the body, and Uncle Da even refined his body into steel and iron bones, so that he can be invincible in the attack.

But against the floating knife, it still suffered.

He Lingchuan finally seized the opportunity and cast the "Yan Slash", and the offensive was endless.

His aura was full of energy, and he actually pressed Uncle Da for a while.

Of course, he also understood that such an offensive was difficult to sustain, and it was still necessary to complete the goal as soon as possible, so he took advantage of the situation to roll over and change positions.

The tiger turned its head and followed it.

However, when it flew again, it actually stumbled.

Why don't the four claws obey? It was as if there was an invisible shackle holding it in place.

The tiger shook its head and tail, unable to break free for a while.

If it looks at its feet, it will find its shadow intersecting with the shadow of a tree.

How could He Lingchuan let go of such a good opportunity, with an arrow step, the floating knife was aimed at its neck and cut.

Uncle Da raised his head and spat out a mouthful of broken ice, and saw that the wind turned into a blue ice shield, and there were blue runes around it that were constantly spinning, blocking the knife edge.

"Dang" There was a crisp sound, and the shield shattered, but the runes were also exploded, and more than a dozen of them seemed to be riding the wave of qi straight towards He Lingchuan's face, and the speed was as fast as an arrow off the string.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan was always on guard, after all, he couldn't put his safety entirely on Fu Shanyue's ability to contain him, so he didn't say a word at this time, and the shield blocked his face.

The popping sound continued, and the shield seemed to have received a large number of hidden weapons.

How powerful the runes really are, just look at the same kind that spread out to other places. The ground near He Lingchuan was punched out of shallow pits one after another, and the small trees behind the diagonal were directly cut in half.

The effect is comparable to that of a machine gun.

A rune shot into the shadow of the tree, which was an indiscriminate attack that was not easy to predict, so it let out a low cry of "ahhh Uncle Da listened to the eight directions, and immediately turned his head to stare at it, and shouted: "Fu Shanyue, it's really you!"

It seemed that he knew Fu Shanyue's shadow control technique, and with a sweep of his long tail, he swept all the dust, mud and grass roots on the ground to the shadow of the tree. It's not a gas, it's a real attack, and each hit is attached to Yuan Force.

He also came with a mouthful of crushed ice, each of which was a short fusiform with the tip like an arrow, and its lethality was huge.

This time, Fushan Yue took it hard.

He Lingchuan fought so hard with the tiger, in addition to Uncle Da's own attack power being too strong, but also because of the yuan force on his body, it had a very strong suppression effect on scattered people like He Lingchuan.

If nothing else, the mirror's mind trick is almost ineffective against it, and the mirror's anti-damage is also reduced.

At this point, the last rune also hit the shield.

I don't know whether to say that he is too lucky, or Uncle Da is too lucky, this rune is the most powerful and direct:

Explode!

With a loud bang, He Lingchuan was blown out of the air with a shield

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The small tree where Fuyama was hiding was also blown off, and the top half of the crown was folded backwards, and only half of it was connected to the trunk.

Unfortunately, Uncle Da's shadow intersects with the shadow of the canopy, so if the canopy is lodging, it will be free!

What kind of shit luck is this? Fu Shanyue cursed.

There was a click, and the canopy slowly leaned back.

This also meant that Uncle Da was only three feet away from the edge of its shadows......

Two-foot ......

One Foot ......

Coming out of nowhere.

The tiger struggled frantically and jumped repeatedly, and Fu Shanyue tried his best, but he was very reluctant to hold it, and he couldn't pull out his hand to do anything else.

He couldn't even maintain the shadow escape technique, showing his true body, and he couldn't move.

This is the accurate demonstration of "it is difficult to ride a tiger".

Not far away, He Lingchuan turned over and jumped up, and couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene: "Just let you do such a thing, can't you do it?"

Fu Shanyue squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Are you coming?"

"I'll come, I'll come." He Lingchuan took out something from the storage ring and threw it at Uncle Da's head, "Give me - change!"

The little tree snapped and finally lay flat.

Its shadow also moved away from Uncle Da.

Uncle Da waited for a long time, and then pounced on Fu Shanyue.

Not to mention that the two of them are close at hand, and the distance between them is less than two feet, and with its position, it can pounce on tiptoe at most.

But at this time, the things that He Lingchuan threw over also came to its head, and with the master's order, "Bang"!

It's getting bigger.

The golden armor and bronze man who had been lying in the storage ring and eating ashes for a long time finally saw the light of day again.

It smashed into the tiger with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The entire ground shook suddenly, and countless ashes were raised.

Fu Shanyue couldn't help but cover his face and turn his head to avoid the sand and dust blowing in his face.

Uncle Da was a step slower after all, and he couldn't escape from its clutches.

The gold-armored bronze man was not finished riding on its back, stretched out his palms, and pressed down fiercely from above on its neck. What posture Wu Song has when he fights the tiger, it is what posture it is.

Uncle Da scratched frantically, and his sharp claws slashed the dirt and grass roots on the ground, but he couldn't reach the enemy on his back.

The weight of the golden armor bronze man is amazing, and he suppresses it with all his strength, Uncle Da only feels that there is a big mountain on his back, and he can't move at all from the waist down.

The vertebrae seem to have been cracked!

In the past, He Lingchuan used a walnut boat/mustard boat to suppress the ghost ape, but now it is just a repetition of the old trick.

Although the weight of the golden armor and bronze man is not as good as the walnut boat, Uncle Da's strength is also not as good as the ghost ape, right?

Uncle Da was furious: "Stop, stop!"

Why does it shout to stand when it is dying? He Lingchuan was stunned, followed its gaze, and only saw the back of Fu Shanyue flying away.

The man also dropped an irresponsible sentence: "Leave it to you!"

「.....」

He Lingchuan saw that he was heading straight for the camp.

Uncle Da is here, and the Chiyan people come out to harvest the lives of the caravan again, so the camp must be empty.

For Fushiyama, this is a fleeting opportunity to make up for the knife!

Seeing that the eldest son was gone, Uncle Da let out a long roar and summoned all his subordinates to rush back to the camp to savior, but he reluctantly turned his head half a circle and hurriedly said to He Lingchuan: "How much reward he promises you, I will pay ten times as much as I want!"

"It's not about the money." If he lets the tiger return to the mountain, what will he do to capture Uncle Da again?

"You save my young master, you are the benefactor of the Red Yan Kingdom, and any wish can be fulfilled in the future!"

"Fushan Yue became the king, isn't it the same?" Whether it is Fu Shanyue or Fu Shan Ji sitting on the throne, if He Lingchuan dares to open his mouth, no one will give it.

Might is the truth, promise is not.

So he was not at all indifferent to Uncle Da's promise.

Uncle Da will be mistaken and shout, "It's different, it's different! The more arrogant and belligerent the child, the more the monarch does not like it! 「

"Isn't his father pleased with a warlike son?" He Lingchuan shook his head and walked over, preparing to cut off the tiger's head with a knife, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Uncle Da probably thought that he didn't see the solid ice that was quietly stretching on the ground.

The ice was about to spread to the feet of the golden-armored bronze man.

Restraining the golden armor bronze man, the tiger may still be able to get out, but He Lingchuan will not give it this chance.

But before he could get there, a long howl suddenly came from the direction of the camp, straight into the sky, and the voice was full of ecstasy!

He could hear that this was Fushanyue's howling, and at the same time, it was also the sound of extremely rampant laughter:

"Hahahaha! Fushan Ji is dead, I see who dares to stop me!"

This guy moves so fast! He Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Uncle Da froze, like a deflated ball, and stopped struggling.

The young master is dead, what's the point of him working hard?

After more than ten breaths, Fu Shanyue's figure reappeared.

He hurried over, and when he saw that He Lingchuan hadn't made a move on Uncle Da yet, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay." Just let it go, it won't attack us again. 「

"Are you sure?" It is easy to release a tiger and difficult to catch a tiger, He Lingchuan said cautiously.

"Of course." Fu Shanyue grabbed a bloody head from behind his back, shook it twice at Uncle Da, and laughed hatefully, "Now, I am its only young master!"

In Uncle Da's opinion, he smiled like a vicious wolf, a wolf that ate a fat sheep.

This head belongs to a teenager, not only is he the same age as Fushan Yue, but his appearance is three or four points similar.

It had closed its eyes and looked serene, but pale from blood loss.

After cutting off his own brother's head, he could still smile so happily and brightly, and he was not burdened at all, He Lingchuan was also the first time he had seen it.

After Uncle Da saw it, he finally gave up.

Time has passed, and there is only such a lone seedling left in the bloodline of the monarch of Chiyan, what reason does it have to make another attack on Fushanyue?

He Lingchuan felt that it had become negative from its momentum to its demeanor, so he took back the golden armor bronze man.

Uncle Da changed his direction and slowly faced Fu Shanyue.

"Do you want to avenge Fuyama Ji? You're not qualified enough!" Fu Shanyue looked at it condescendingly and sneered, "Just a royal servant, dare to play with me? The mission to protect Fushan Ji has failed, and if you don't surrender to me, you will be given death by your father when you go back!"

Uncle Da's ears drooped back, and they were almost on his scalp, but he still slowly crawled to the ground and said in a low voice, "I've seen the young master."

The tide is over.

He Lingchuan looked at the head in Fu Shanyue's hand and sighed that he was lucky: "He was beheaded so smoothly."