"It's over 100,000!" Jiang Yun's voice gently drilled into Lin Su's ears.

Lin Su nodded lightly: "The combat power is not weak." ”

Jiang Yun said: "It's really hard for me to imagine how you can win them. ”

"Winning is winning, and losing is actually winning!" A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Su's mouth.

Jiang Yun's heart skipped a beat, others didn't understand what he said, but she did.

If Lin Su loses, he will also win, why?

Because he gambled with these 38 people, the most critical reason is to force these 38 people to the opposite side of the demon in this way, as long as you kill the demon with your own hands, you will be a thorn in the eye of the demon, a thorn in the flesh, you want to join the enemy There will be obstacles, and your family wants to cooperate with the demons, there are also obstacles.

This bet is not a gamble, but a game of chess!

Since it's not a gamble, you don't need to care about winning or losing.

Jiang Yun sighed softly: "You persuaded me, then the question is, 380,000 taels of silver, how to say it to your family is also nerve-wracking, do you want me to give you a small share of the burden?" But then again, even if we do, we can probably only bear a fraction of it. ”

Lin Su smiled: "Don't mention this!" I'm not at the point where I need to find a daughter-in-law to share the debt. ”

Jiang Yun's heart fluttered, and he almost forgot where he was: "You finally admit that I am your daughter-in-law?" Then from now on, there's nothing wrong with me calling you Xianggong, right? ”

"My biggest problem is that I have never learned to refuse the fair ......name of a beautiful woman," Lin Su said: "Such an ambiguous and exciting topic will be put aside for the time being, what do you think of the performance of everyone in the field?" ”

Jiang Yun's heart was almost swept into the spring river, and his heart suddenly calmed down......

What do you think of the people in the field?

She didn't forget that it was a game of chess!

38 people are tied to the battlefield, since the beginning of the binding, these 38 people can't oppose it openly, once you oppose you, you will have a stain, but in the battlefield, the performance can also be seen some problems.

It depends on whether you really kill the enemy, if you kill the demon without mercy, then there is a high probability that you are not a demon spy, if you kill the demon and fish in troubled waters, then you have a problem.

But when she took a closer look, she didn't see anything wrong, and it seemed that everyone was very decisive.

"On the surface, everyone is fine, but there are two interesting details...... First, the Seven Princes have a royal seal, and as soon as the royal seal comes out, he surpasses the combat power of the Seven Realms and easily strives for the top of the scoring list, no problem, but he has never issued a royal seal, and have you noticed? He didn't even wear a royal robe! Even after entering the castle, he never revealed his identity. ”

Jiang Yun said: "This is the particularity of the royal family in Fuzhou......

The royal family of Fuzhou is also a group of princes, and there are a bunch of supporters behind each prince, so the prince is cautious in his affairs, they go out, and they generally do not reveal their true identities, they are afraid of being targeted.

Lin Su said: "That's the normal situation! Is this the case nowadays? If you really want to get a place in the group of princes, the best and most orthodox thing is actually military feats! But why are the Seven Princes unwilling to hunt demons as princes? Why are you afraid that the military exploits of demon slayers are linked to the royal family? ”

Jiang Yun's heartbeat accelerated......

She hadn't thought about it......

Now hearing Lin Su mention this, her heart is cold, could it be that the royal family has also been infiltrated? So much so that the Seventh Prince did not dare to expose his personal record of killing demons at all, he was afraid of causing a backlash from those infiltrators......

A score item that was originally extremely orthodox, extremely uplifting, and could be easily scored on the table, the Seventh Prince was interpreted by Lin Su to this extent because he changed his clothes and did not use the royal seal, which was probably not expected by the Seven Princes.

"Who else?" Jiang Yundao.

"There is another person who is Zhuge Qingfeng!" Lin Su said: "His cultivation has actually just broken through the Heaven and Law, but his use of fire is superb, this is not like the application of fire rules in the cultivation path, but more like the power of bloodline, I am quite interested in his bloodline." ”

Jiang Yun smiled lightly: "So, it is still useful for you to find a daughter-in-law from a military family, at least I can answer your question, Zhuge Qingfeng, half of his bloodline comes from ancient alien races!" His mother is a fire saint! ”

Fire ......

Born out of fire, born with the ability to master fire!

This is a highly generalized word when the world mentions the Fire Clan, but Lin Su is not focusing on this, he is focusing on the East China Sea War that has just ended.

Eighty-six races besieged the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and among them was the Fire Clan!

Ancient alien races, dragons, wings, giants, fire......

Isn't it all a little uneasy?

Zhuge Qingfeng, as the head of the two clans, what kind of role does he play?

Their discussion really doesn't look like two people who have just met, maybe it's a month of getting along day and night in the secret realm, which implants a familiar seed for the two, maybe both of them are wise people, and the thinking of soldiers is in the same vein, maybe you can also quote a more romantic saying: The two stars met in the sky, and they both felt the long-awaited color from each other's light......

However, a voice drilled into Lin Su's ears and interrupted the topic of increasing relaxation, it was Aunt Yao!

Aunt Yao sighed softly: "200,000!" Their real skills have also been revealed......"

Lin Su's gaze swept over the scoreboard, and the scoreboard had already passed 200,000!

Turning to the field again, the culture of everyone in the field has been almost consumed, but the ability to press the bottom of the box has also begun to appear......

An ancient scroll appeared in the hands of the Seven Princes, and one scroll after another, hundreds of demon armies were wiped out at the same time......

Zhuge Qingfeng's colorful war poems, mixed with a trace of firelight, he actually combined the power of his own bloodline with the power of Wen Daowei, and the lethality was doubled......

Chu San's drunken chessboard was expanded to the extreme, and each chess piece turned into a heavy mountain and smashed with a bang, and his wine jug was almost empty, and the empty wine jug actually meant that his literary energy was exhausted......

Yan Qing's test paper swept across the audience, and it had lost the silver light above, only a faint touch......

All signs indicate that the people in the arena are close to running out of energy, and their bet is coming to an end!

So their initial agreement was an hour!

This corresponds to the characteristics of the literati, who are the most powerful in an hour when they fight, so they set a time for an hour.

At this moment, the Majin's counterattack suddenly intensified.

With a bang, a huge hand stretched out from below, and Wang Yibo flew away......

A shadow hovered for thousands of circles, turning into a torrent of black mist and hitting Chu San's drunken chessboard, and Chu San's drunken wine pot flew high......

As soon as the two demon shadows moved, the heavens and the earth were gone, and the scrolls of the Seven Princes were torn to pieces......

The people at the head of the city were shocked: "The demon king is angry, hurry up!" ”

Yes, in this army of 300,000, there are at least hundreds of demon kings, and the demon kings are 6 realms, and the realm exceeds all of them (the people in the field, four literary paths, one literary world, and the rest are all Wenxin or Wenxin extreme, the only literary world is Zhuge Qingfeng, but unfortunately his literary world is the same as Wu Xinyue, but the poetry saint is partial to the literary world, in fact, the target is only the general literary road).

The Demon King struck with all his might, 38, no, 37 Wen Dao Tianjiao were defeated.

However, at this time, there is one person who is powerful!

Zhuge Qingfeng!

His body suddenly became larger, and in the blink of an eye, his body was three hundred zhang, the same size as the demon king who attacked him.

With a bang, his hand slapped on the head of the demon king, and the huge demon king in front of him turned into charcoal, and fell down, and tens of thousands of demon troops below him flew back at the same time, and the whole audience was silent, only Zhuge Qingfeng overwhelmed the heaven and earth, looking down on all beings.

Boom!

At the top of the city, a young girl fell!

hit her head on the city wall, but her face bloomed like a spring flower: "People in the literary world are still like heaven and law, how can there be such a person in the world?" I can't stand it, I can't stand it......"

This is one of thousands of!

And the crazy knife a hundred miles away, the light in his eyes flashed: "Looking at Si Swenwen, he struck a blow, but he dominated the world, and he had the shadow of Su Lin on him!" I'm going to meet him! ”

After fighting on the iron-blooded battlefield for more than ten years, a generation of madmen who have rarely been shaken in their lives were also shaken by Zhuge Qingfeng's blow.

Even Aunt Yao's face changed: "The Tao is a double cultivation, the text is the literary world, the Tao is the law, and the shot is a color poem, why do I think he has more and more things in common with you?" ”

Ding's sound!

The banner was suddenly unfurled......

The scoreboard suddenly brightened, and the numbers froze......

The tokens on the 38 people in the field vibrated at the same time......

"Let's go!" The Seven Princes laughed, and a huge pen was volleyed into the air, breaking through the air and returning......

Zhuge Qingfeng's body turned, and a ball of flame turned into a huge phoenix, and his people were also volleyed in one step, back!

The remaining 36 people, each using their own means, all returned in a blink of an eye!

Zheng Dashuai strode out and arched his hands: "38 Tianjiao, meet the enemy's 300,000 demon army, kill 80,000 enemies, retreat with all his body, Wen Dao is powerful, and the earth is shocking!" Ben Shuai congratulates! ”

The Seventh Prince looked at the scoreboard, and a smile slowly appeared on his face: "In one hour, 80,000 enemies were killed, and the score was more than 267,000, and the results were also unsatisfactory, Brother Su, it's your turn!" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Su's face, except for a few at the head of the city, their feelings were very single-minded, and they hadn't untied Wen Dao Tianjiao from their respective fancies at this time, looking at these Tianjiao who stepped into the city, their eyes were straight, and there were countless flowers circling in them......

Lin Su nodded: "Okay!" ”

With a bang, he walked out of the city with a bang......

This time, Lin Su fell into everyone's sight for the first time......

"Isn't it over yet? Another one comes out! Someone shouted.

"Naturally, it's not over, didn't you say? It's a gamble, this one person against 38 people! ”

"What? One person vs. 38? How could there be such an unfair bet? ”

This scream seems to be louder, even the 38 Confucians who have just returned to the city have heard it, as soon as they hear this, their joy of returning from victory has suddenly decreased by three percent, how do they think that the biggest winner in today's gamble is still that bastard Su San?

Even if he loses, he works a miracle in this moment, he is the "1" in 1 to 38!

This bastard bastard, could this be his plan?

Increase your aura in this way?

A few years later, some people will still remember that a certain person named Su San challenged 38 Tianjiao with the power of one person!

Does it matter if you win or lose?

Importantly, he is that "1"!

He is still glorious even though he is defeated!

All of a sudden, there was everything in the city!

A female voice finally came from Aunt Yao's ears: "According to my sister, what kind of way will he use?" ”

Aunt Yao's eyes lightly turned to the side, and she saw a little light coming from the position of the silver-clothed battle armor beside her, and a layer of light waves instantly shook in her heart......

This is his daughter-in-law!

Just found!

She once advised him that women are dangerous, and the more beautiful the beauty, the more dangerous it is, so if you want to live longer, find fewer beautiful women.

What did he say at the time? Then I'll try to find something less beautiful in the future.

A sentence that seemed to make sense, Yao Gu interpreted it for a few months, and the result of the interpretation made her a little confused......

Although these past entanglements are entangled in my heart, Aunt Yao is not a person who can't let go, she let go, accompanied him on a long journey, and bumped into Makino to recruit relatives.

It must be said that Lin Su is looking for this daughter-in-law, and she supports it.

But it must also be said that Lin Suzhen found this daughter-in-law, and she knocked over the five-flavor bottle in her heart......

Therefore, along the way, she didn't say a word to Jiang Yun, however, when Lin Su went out to fight, Jiang Yun took the initiative to speak......

Aunt Yao's heart crossed the thousands of mountains, and she sighed softly: "I can't be sure either!" ”

"Uncertain means ......"

"He wants to win the game, there are so many options, I'm not sure which one he's going to take!" Yao Gu said: "Stepping into the battlefield, no one can guess every step he takes!" ”

Jiang Yun's whole person was not good: "You...... You mean, he has a chance to win? ”

Aunt Yao smiled faintly: "Don't you trust him?" ”

“……”

Lin Su flew out of Guancheng!

Behind him is an iron city wall, and in front of him is a dense demon army that has been completely enraged!

He was like a little moth flying towards a raging fire!

It seemed that a slight shock of the flames would be enough to wipe him out completely......

Still, he was moving at a fast pace, even ten times faster than before......

With a thud, he was above the demon army!

His hand jerked around, and a magical Wendao holy light appeared......

Aunt Yao's heart jumped, and a wisp of voice passed to Jiang Yun: "It's confirmed!" Art! ”

"The Art of War?" Jiang Yun shouted, his voice was a little excited......

The demon army below Lin Su suddenly changed its appearance, it was originally a demon army, but at this moment it was divided into two, one team was a standard demon army, and the opposite side was all kinds of human races, there were cultivation paths, there were literary ways, and they were carrying a battle flag, on which a huge "Zheng" word was written!

The Demon Army was instantly excited!

"Great, the Terrans are out of the customs to seek death! Kill! ”

"Kill!"

The two teams roared at the same time, and the white-hot war started in an instant!

Above the city, the scoreboard suddenly brightened, and behind Su San's name, the number rose rapidly, 3125! 5145！ 6875！ 11326！

Everyone was stunned, his score has exceeded 10,000, no! By the time Zhuge Qingfeng's gaze fell on the scoreboard, the score had reached 30,000!

The folding fan in Zhuge Qingfeng's hand suddenly stopped, and it didn't move at all!

The face of the Seventh Prince also changed instantly!

"What's going on?" A great Confucian shouted.

"Zheng Dashuai, you sent elite troops to participate in the battle and help him, isn't this his personal record?" Another great Confucian pointed directly at Zheng Dashuai.

Zheng Dashuai's eyes widened, and he slowly retracted: "Fellow Confucians, this is Mr. Su's peerless art of war, and it has nothing to do with this handsome!" ”

"The Art of War?" Almost all of them jumped in unison.

"How can there be such a wonderful art of war? This is clearly the people in our city, the clothes they wear, and the banners they carry are all ......"

Zheng Dashuai said: "This is the magic of this art of war, the opposite demon army, this side of the army is the army defending the city, the army on this side, the opposite side is the army defending the city, the two sides are in close contact, there is no room for thinking at all, the battle situation unfolds instantly, the killing and wounding on both sides are his military merits...... This marshal has been on the battlefield for more than 40 years, and he has never seen such a terrifying art of war, the silver-clothed general, who is he? ”

He has an answer in his heart, this person must be a master of Makino Villa.

The art of war he uses must be the most profound of the soldiers.

In the world, there is only one source of the most profound art of war, and that is Makino Villa......

Jiang Yun looked at the battlefield in a daze and didn't answer at all......

Zheng Dashuai's assumption is taken for granted, only she knows that she is wrong!

Although the art of war is profound, how many times has it been so effective and so magical?

At least she's never seen it!

She's ...... The man she already called "Xianggong" actually performed such a military technique in front of her, where did he get it?

God sent this wizard of the art of war to the soldier's hometown, what will it bring to the soldier's family?

Aunt Yao also looked at the battlefield, and her heart turned upside down......

Everyone is looking at what is in front of them, but she is the only one who can see much farther......

Above the distant firmament, the saints of the Temple......

Are you also paying attention to this world?

He rose in the way of soldiers, he exalted his prestige in foreign borders, he was for the human race, he was never a scourge, if you follow the way of heaven and follow the right path, don't blame him!

A fire-fighting moth has flapped his wings, and the aftermath of this battle will reverberate for a long time in the vast world, where is his destination?

A hundred miles away, the mad knife, who had already carried the long knife, stopped, quietly looking at the battlefield in the distance that he seemed familiar with and seemed unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that the sword light and sword shadow, and what is unfamiliar is that this is the art of war!

"The Art of War! How can it be so terrifying? The voice of the junior brother came from his ear: "Who is this person?" ”

The gaze of the mad knife penetrated the hundred-mile stratus clouds and landed on the figure, and suddenly his heart was shocked: "This ...... That's impossible! ”

"What can't be?"

"Surin! How could it be him? ”

"Huh?" The junior brother shouted, "Lingyun Shouzun Su Lin? How is this possible? ”

"Yes, it is absolutely impossible from the point of view, he is on the path of cultivation, never the path of literature, but his appearance is ...... This person looks exactly like him, could it be that it is just a coincidence after all? ”

"It must be a coincidence!" The junior brother said: "There are so many people in the world who look alike, but I still believe that there is a specialization in the industry, and the kendo wizards who can refine the kendo can be admired by the senior brothers, and there is absolutely no spare strength to cultivate other ways, once they are greedy and greedy, they will definitely achieve nothing!" ”

Crazy knife scratched his head lightly: "What the junior brother said is very true, it should be that I was wrong!" It can't be him! ”

Crazy Knife is Lin Su's old man, staring at this familiar face at the moment, suspecting that he was wrong.

And the Seven Princes, Zhuge Qingfeng, Yan Qing and others stared at the rapidly rising scoreboard, and they also had a feeling of dreaming.

In a quarter of an hour, the score on the name tag has exceeded 100,000.

Two quarters of an hour, two hundred thousand.

The third quarter of an hour has just begun, and the scoreboard has reached 250,000!

One step away from the astonishing 267,000 created by the 38 of them!

This is the result of their 38 people working together, the hole cards are exhausted, and it took an hour to achieve, and Lin Su, only one person, only more than half an hour, is already approaching.

Seeing the rapidly beating numbers, seeing the merciless approach, 38 people's hearts are hanging in their throats, can it be said that this gamble, which is impossible to lose no matter what, is actually going to lose?

Their identity, their status, their pride, their family, all do not allow such failure.

But who can stop it?

Just when the scoreboard was infinitely approaching the 260,000 mark, suddenly, there was a long howl from the west!

As soon as the long whistle came out, it was like opening the gate to release water, and the black curtain like a tide suddenly covered all the demons below Lin Su!

The power of the art of war was interrupted in an instant!

The score on the scoreboard is set at 265,236!

The cold sweat on the back of 38 Wen Dao Tianjiao oozed out together!

Just a little bit!

The 38 of them worked together to get 267,000, and Lin Su alone got 265,000, a mere number of less than 2,000, which is the dividing line between victory and defeat.

Lin Su almost won them all with a single move.

Luckily, it stopped......

I don't know why, they are glad that they stopped this from the bottom of their hearts......

Jiang Yun's face sank: "Devouring God and Demon Yuan!" Unexpectedly, this kind of divine general use at the bottom of the box is used to break the art of war! ”

Zheng Dashuai said: "Exactly! The commander of the demon army on the opposite side has personally dispatched, Mr. Su San, come back quickly! ”

With a loud shout, he traveled hundreds of miles to the battlefield......

At the same time, the demon army below really broke through from the art of war, and when they saw the corpses of their companions around them, their hairs exploded at the same time, and they were frightened by this strange reality.

"Withdraw!"

A command came from the opposite side, and the demon army retreated like a tidal wave.

Aunt Yao's eyes closed slightly!

In terms of scores, he still lost after all, just a little bit!

However, he single-handedly forced back 200,000 demon troops, does he lose or win?

And his hour is far from being sufficient, will there be any variables?

At this moment, Lin Su's brows suddenly lit up, and a bright moon rose straight into the sky......

Aunt Yao's eyes lit up: "War poem? ”

"War Poems?" Jiang Yun's heart jumped: "A round of bright moon on the sky, covering hundreds of miles of battlefields, will it be a war poem?" ”

The general war poems cover no more than 100 zhang, and the strong war poems cover only ten miles, even if Zhuge Qingfeng wrote the colorful war poems as the original author just now, the coverage is only thirty miles.

And his round of bright moon together, three hundred miles away, will it be a war poem?

What kind of war poems are so powerful?

Lin Su let out a long groan: "Angry hair rushed to the crown and ...... the railing"

The silver moon in the air shook suddenly, and the void went down, the first out was like a grinding plate, and the second was like a giant wheel, reaching the ground and standing shoulder to shoulder with the city, with a bang, thousands of miles below, the demon abyss was divided, and the silver moon was like a heavenly sword, rolling thousands of miles!

With this blow, half of the remaining 100,000 demon troops were killed!

The scoreboard, which had been stopped, slammed into ......

The score jumped sharply, and it directly reached the terrifying 400,000 level!

As soon as Zhuge Qingfeng's gaze fell on the scoreboard, his eyes widened suddenly!

Totally unbelievable......

The Seventh Prince's face, which had just been a little relaxed, suddenly became an iron plate......

Lost!

Finally lost!

In the last blow, he directly increased his contribution points by 150,000!

Enough 50,000 demon troops died under his blow!

The power of this blow, overwhelming the sky, the power of this blow, is equivalent to a full force of the law!

To the west, in the distant mountains, a roar burst out, roaring together, even Zheng Dashuai, his whole body tensed, because he felt an extremely terrifying coercion coming from the west.

(End of chapter)