The battlefield is divided into two.

The old man in the city puffed his cheeks and said nonchalantly: "The old man is finished, can the person who comes leave his name?" ”

The tone of this man's voice was not serious, and then in a moment, the wind and clouds were alarmed, majestic and immense, and it spread between heaven and earth, and the stiff and difficult tone was even more hoarse like a beast's roar.

"Lost Heaven Alliance, Guan Qi!"

"Shenzhou League, Chen Zhuo!"

In the past, the first gang in the rivers and lakes, and now the first gang in the rivers and lakes, the lord of the two gangs, is about to meet the supreme of the golden country.

Chen Zhuo's figure fluttered and swayed, swept out a section, and with an indifferent knife eye, he stared at the nine people who came around.

At the beginning, the three of them were unscrupulous, one rabbit fell like a swallow and flew in shock, and one person was in a vertical shape, like a sharp arrow, and swept across the air to the front; There is also a person who rows quickly with his feet in the air, as if he is climbing to cross the water, and like stepping on the air to borrow strength, jumping down from the city, raising his arms like a crane, and like an eagle flying.

"Boy, so that you can die and understand, Lao Tzu is Lao Chao, one of the three crowns outside the Saiwai, the 'Baili Hanting' Lao Chao."

"I am the 'Thousand Miles of Lonely Plum' Cang Yuanjun."

"I am the twenty-fourth prayer of the 'Ten Thousand Miles Plain'."

turned out to be masters outside the border.

Chen Zhuo's eyes turned slightly, and he swept over the remaining six, among which there were two Mongolian masters.

The two of them are not tall, their complexions are dark, the vicissitudes of life are fierce, they are both carrying bows and arrows, the ape arms are extremely long, and they have a pair of eyes like eagles and falcons, and their eyes have stopped on Chen Zhuo's body from beginning to end.

This should be an extremely rare "condor shooter" on the grassland, and the bow he holds in his hand is also extraordinary.

The rest of them were all golden people, exuding a fishy aura and fierce eyes.

"It's too much to talk about, Ben Hou is not interested in the dead!"

"Hey, how daring!"

Hearing a strange laugh, a sword light flew from the snow.

The Triple Crown was shot at the same time.

The three of them were superb in their light skills, and when they walked around, they had already surrounded them with brushes.

Chen Zhuo didn't look at it, his left hand flexed his fingers and flicked the sword light, and his chest was throbbing, his five organs moved together, and his heart and lungs were drumming.

A group of people rushed to the front, and were about to make a move, when their breath was raised, their faces changed, and then they turned from shock to horror, and as soon as the offensive was withdrawn, they began to resist.

"What kind of demon is this?"

Chen Zhuo glanced at the two people facing each other on the other side, and then looked at the army gathered in the city, the spear in his hand suddenly changed, but soon the body of the spear was easy to change, and it had turned into a snow-bright broadsword with a thick ridge and a wide body, and the tip of the knife was cut obliquely.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, the triple crown king of the Saiwai Crown trembled and was already retreating.

They wanted to withdraw from the range of the heartbeat, but the abnormal sound entered the ears, if there was magic power, there were also a few hidden thunder sounds, and everyone immediately felt an invisible drum force swept through the muscles and veins, and the blood and blood all over the body were like rushing waves, surging, and for a while, the heartbeat was faster, and the blood was more rapid, like dry firewood, and it was difficult to contain.

A group of people could only watch the blood vessels and tendons all over their bodies emerge, twisting and twisting, tearing their muscles and flesh, Teng's face was hideous, and the pain was unbearable, so it was not terrifying.

Chen Zhuo didn't make a move, he held a knife in one hand, spread five fingers in the other, and pressed it lightly on his chest.

"Wow!"

The few people who were affected by the heartbeat originally wanted to fight back, but this time, they were all like being struck by lightning, their mouths spurted blood, and they sat on the ground, all of them like gold paper.

"Whoosh ......"

Arrows suddenly.

The two figures retreated sharply, and at the same time opened their bows and arrows, and the arrows shot Chen Zhuo.

It was those two "Condor Shooters".

"It's a pity!"

Chen Zhuo looked at the extraordinary archery skills of the two, the pestle knife in his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand drew a circle in the air, turning and leading, the wind and snow became a whirlwind, and the arrow turned around when it landed, and was swept into the whirlpool, only turned twice, and returned the same way.

The two of them hurriedly spit out two sentences of Mongolian language, as if they were talking, and they were also opening arrows and bows under their hands, but the arrows were dexterous and treacherous, and the arrow path changed suddenly, scattering in the snow, and they couldn't help but spin around the two, interweaving a trace of galloping arrows.

Just waiting for the shadow of the arrow to disperse, the two of them were riddled with holes and had already died.

The remaining seven people took advantage of this opportunity to raise their breath one after another to rush the five internal organs, and some people hedged with their palms, and by colliding with each other's strength, the internal force was rioting, and they were seriously injured, and they broke free from the heartbeat of the evil sect, vomiting blood non-stop.

The seven of them only broke free, and they couldn't help but say, and they all killed Chen Zhuo.

But although the heartbeat has broken free, the thunder has not stopped, the qi and blood are still rushing wildly, it is good not to move, a luck is exerted, it is self-destruction, half a step has not yet been taken, several people have burst blood vessels one after another, and the blood arrow can shoot three or four feet away, scattering into the sky.

Seven people were seriously injured in an instant.

In the face of the people in front of them, they only have the ability to parry, how can they fight back.

Chen Zhuo's blade was horizontal, and it had fallen lightly on the neck of the Wanli Plain.

"Spare your life!"

Only in the frightened look of the other party, Chen Zhuo suddenly drew his knife and walked back towards the city gate.

A few people were relieved, thinking that they had escaped to death, but Chen Zhuo's right hand shook back, holding a snow petal in his palm, and used it as a hood for several people.

The snowflake left his hand, melted into wind and rain in an instant, and then turned into countless fine needles.

The seven of them were frightened, and raised their hands to parry, how could they imagine that once the thin needle was touched, it instantly seemed to be a blend of water and milk, melting into their flesh and blood, and disappeared.

Just when they were at a loss, a strange itch instantly surged into the five organs.

"Ahh

"It's tickling me!"

"Kill me!"

……

Listening to the screams behind him, Chen Zhuo held the knife in his backhand and walked with steps, his heartbeat in his chest and abdomen was vigorous and violent, and everywhere he passed, those golden soldiers defending the city were all dizzy and weak, their eyes were black, and they retreated one after another.

He went all the way, and those golden soldiers also retreated all the way, their sideburns were full of cold sweat, and their palms were also sweaty, as if they were facing a great enemy.

On the long street, I saw an amazing scene, the cyan figure Mu Xue walked slowly, and the army in front of him retreated step by step.

Enemy country is the enemy.

The more and more Jin soldiers gathered, their mouths were dry, and they swallowed their saliva, as if they were seeing demons.

There is the Jurchen strongman, the master of the Jin Kingdom, who came to block when he heard the news, but no matter how he pounced, plundered, jumped, or jumped, he took nearly ten steps, all kinds of means, thousands of abilities, all of them were exhausted, and there was no enemy who was together.

"You might as well open a price code, power status, martial arts beauty, heaven and earth, as long as you can say it, the owner of the gold will do everything, and everything will be done."

Once the official was pushed out in fear, but he was a Song man, his face was colorless, and his voice had changed.

"Stop here, the gold lord is willing to negotiate peace!"

"Lord Jin is willing to offer Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures with both hands!"

"The gold lord is willing to form an eternal alliance with the Great Song Dynasty and will never betray!"

"Don't deceive people too much, aren't you afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

……

One by one, the heralds and generals came one after another, passing on the words of the gold owner, and shouted hoarsely.

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, looked at a huge stone lion on the street, swept his sleeves, if an invisible qi machine swung open, snowflakes flew over, everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, but when he saw that the stone lion suddenly shook his body, his legs were propped up, and he had already stood up from squatting.

The long street fell silent in an instant.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, Chen Zhuo turned over and fell, patted the lion's head, and the stone lion jumped and flew when he landed, jumped into the wind and snow, and went straight to the palace of the Jin Kingdom.

I'll rub it, and I'll finish this volume tomorrow

(End of chapter)