"It's useless to talk too much, let's see the truth under the soldiers!"

Zhu Houzhao surging the way.

Even if he is not the emperor, he will not give Meng Yuan his life, and the extreme national concept is already deeply rooted in his bone marrow.

"Humph......"

Kublai Khan snorted coldly and said: "My Great Yuan Iron Cavalry is invincible all over the world, and with the weak troops of the Six Kingdoms, it is tantamount to blocking the car with the mantis arm, and I am not able to measure my strength." ”

After saying that, he turned the horse's head and returned to his own position.

Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, since you can't persuade Zhu Houzhao to surrender, the next thing should be a real fight.

"Kill ......"

The sound of drums and the sound of killing shook the sky, and Meng Yuan's iron cavalry was like an incomparably sharp spear, piercing straight into the heart of the Six-Nation Alliance camp.

Fighting head-on on the battlefield, no country's army can block the charge of Meng Yuan's iron cavalry, and the indomitable momentum is enough to make people cowardly before fighting.

But it can't be stopped, it doesn't mean that there is no way to take the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry, under the command of Zhu Di, the coalition forces of various countries use firearms such as Divine Fire Flying Crows, with bows and crossbows and arrows, intending to break the charging momentum of the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry, and then catch and kill.

The battle soon fell into a state of anxiety, Meng Yuan Tiecai was accustomed to fighting on the battlefield, and his fighting experience was mature, and he was often able to have more than one enemy, while the Six-Nation Alliance was outnumbered, and no one could completely gain the upper hand for a while.

"Thank you!"

Kublai Khan looked at the group of masters of the rivers and lakes who had been recruited, and planned to strike first.

In the first battle of Xiangyang, he suffered a tragic defeat because of the people in the rivers and lakes, and this time he wanted to return the shame of Xiangyang's defeat in its original form.

"Please rest assured, the Fourth Prince, we will definitely make the Six-Nation Alliance of Na Laoshzi tremble and fear!"

A group of masters hold their heads high and are very arrogant.

He is accustomed to being the king and hegemon on his own one-third of an acre, and he does not know the size of the world and the depth of the water flow in the Central Plains, like a frog at the bottom of a well, and he does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth.

"The king will prepare a feast for your triumphant return."

Kublai Khan's words sounded good, but in fact he was not very optimistic about these people in his heart.

One by one, the cowhides blew loudly, but no matter how good a cow is, he can beat Zhang Laodao, but now is the time to employ people, and he is not good at showing a trace of contempt.

The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Ming Sect, the three great messengers

The Twenty-Four Venerables of Tantric Apologetics,

Master Tianzhu He Taichou,

Baltai, the Tempest Blade King

Nemo Xing, Yin Kexi, Xiao Xiangzi, Ma Guangzuo

The two elders of Xuanming, Kutoutuo, Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, and the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow......

All of them are first-class masters, and one of them is even more extraordinary.

With flowing silver hair, a long beard over the shoulders, a ruddy complexion like a baby, holding a free feather fan, a fairy wind bone, a dignified appearance, and a very free and easy posture.

From the outside, this person does have a bit of a carefree feather warrior, but in the next second, it directly surprised people and caught them off guard.

"The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is boundless, the magic power is vast, and the law drives the Central Plains."

"The old immortal of the stars, the mana is boundless, the immortal blessing is eternal, and the longevity is the same as the sky."

"The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is boundless, the magic of the world, the peak of ancient and modern."

A group of little minions played, played and sang, and the sound of silk and bamboo wind music was mixed with the continuous sound of sycophants, which really made people speechless.

Whether it was Meng Yuan's side or the Six-Nation Alliance's side, they were all dumbfounded.

Seeing the man lying on the soft sedan chair, showing a comfortable expression, everyone was full of disdain.

I've seen a thick skin, but I've never seen such a thick skin, I can just blow the cowhide into the sky, but it can still accept it.

The thickness of this face is comparable to that of a city wall.

The martial arts myth Zhang Sanfeng, the true patriarch Wang Chongyang, is not as pompous as this person when he goes out.

"I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen such a brazen guy."

Zhu Di sighed, feeling that today is a long insight.

Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Qiyu, and the second general nodded thoughtfully.

The corners of Zhu Houzhao's mouth twitched slightly, the goods in front of him were completely like they were here to be funny, and they didn't have much responsibility as a bad guy at all.

Thick-skinned, pompous, followed by a group of small minions to pat him on the back, such a style of behavior, except for the old monster Ding Chunqiu, there will be no second person.

"This Mr. Ding, it's really ...... It's a personality! ”

Kublai Khan really couldn't find a word to describe Ding Chunqiu, so he had to use "personality" instead.

King Ruyang and other Meng generals also had strange faces, acting so flamboyantly, and they had not been killed, it was really a small miracle that Ding Chunqiu could live until now.

"Please ask the old immortal to cast Dafa and subdue the demons."

A group of little minions shouted loudly again, and Ding Chunqiu sat up from the soft sedan chair slowly, his eyes widened, and he made a full gesture: "The old fairy is benevolent, he doesn't like to kill, and he can't bear to see the suffering of the world."

"I have no choice but to promise the Great Khan to contribute to Meng Yuan, so I have to ask you to slow down!"

Speaking the softest words, using the most ruthless killing methods, the feather fan in his hand was swept lightly, and a stream of poisonous smoke flew out, and under the impetus of internal force, it began to spread around.

Ding Chunqiu's little minions hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, took out the antidote and sent it to their mouths, they can survive under Ding Chunqiu's hands until now, they rely on being clever enough and paying enough attention to their own lives.

Yes.......

Everywhere the poisonous smoke passed, screams came and went, and one soldier after another was easily poisoned, and the death was extremely miserable.

Ding Chunqiu is of inferior character, extremely thick-skinned, and has a flamboyant temperament, and likes to hear people pat him on the back, but he is really good at poisoning, and he can be called a big killer on the battlefield.

Without a certain amount of cultivation, he can't resist Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills at all, and martial arts people are still like this, not to mention ordinary soldiers.

"The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is boundless, the magic is unbeatable."

Ding Chunqiu used his poisonous skills to harvest and slaughter the soldiers around him, and his little minions shouted wildly, like a tide of sycophants, endlessly, disgusting, but Ding Chunqiu still enjoyed it very much.

With the spread of the poisonous gas, there were no soldiers around Ding Chunqiu, whether it was the Six-Nation Alliance or Meng Yuan, all of them died, forming an open area.

Out of fear of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills, no soldier dared to step forward again, fearing that he would be poisoned to death and end up dead without a corpse.

"The old immortal is kind and generous, and he can't bear to condemn Yu Er, so he will get out of the way."

Ding Chunqiu pretended to shout, and the soldiers on both sides consciously moved out of the way and let Ding Chunqiu pass through.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but feel a lot less pressure in his heart, although his poisonous skills were powerful, but the number was limited after all, once the poison was used up and he fell into the encirclement of the army, he would die.

"Follow the old immortal to subdue demons and subdue demons."

The feather fan pointed to Zhu Houzhao in the distance, Ding Chunqiu sat on the soft sedan chair, and several disciples carried the sedan chair, picked the stars, and the lion and tiger opened the way, but no one dared to stop them.

"Although this Mr. Ding has a strange temperament, his skills are really not bad."

Kublai Khan praised with emotion, deterring the battlefield with his own strength, so that the soldiers of the six countries did not dare to wave their swords at him, Ding Chunqiu is also a strange person.

Its body is highly poisonous and terrifying.