The tall and thin monk was a little stunned by the sudden slap of the Nanzhao goddess.

Fortunately, he has been practicing since he was a child, and his physique is not weak, and the Nanzhao Goddess did not kill him, but he was only slightly injured.

Faced with Nanzhao's question, the tall and thin monk was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know. ”

A sneer appeared on the face of the Nanzhao Goddess: "If it hadn't been for the fact that I hadn't come a long time ago, I could have appeared at such a critical moment and saved you and me with the sacred weapon of the Buddhist Gate?"

"In this way, this time it was the Buddhism Gate and the Southern Army that joined forces to deliberately trap my Nanzhao, right? You instigated the king of Nanzhao to send troops to the north, and his heart can be punished. ”

In the face of the malicious speculation of the goddess of Nanzhao, the tall and thin monk was just silent, no one was a fool, he did it so deliberately, even if he wanted to speak for his master, he couldn't find the right words.

Why did Shimen and that Longchuan Marquis join forces to calculate Nanzhao, the thin and tall monk had no way of knowing, and he didn't dare to ask.

At this time, a breeze blew, and the goddess of Nanzhao only felt cold, squatting on the ground with her legs crossed, tears sliding down her beautiful face, and muttering to herself: "Why do you want to harm me Nanzhao, in vain we trust you so much." ”

"A full 500,000 Nanzhao warriors, not to mention the tens of thousands who died in the attack on the Qin people, but these 350,000, they should have gone back alive, they could have lived with their families. ”

"It's all you," Nanzhao Priestess closed her eyes and let out a desperate roar.

......

High in the sky, Lin Ze and Zhao Tuo were thousands of meters apart, driving momentum towards each other.

I saw that the two of them collided with each other fiercely, trying to overpower each other, but you have been going back and forth for a long time, and no one can suppress anyone.

A hint of surprise flashed on Lin Ze's face, this Zhao Tuo's cultivation was more than one cut stronger than Li Si and Venerable Buddha King Kong.

Is it a military general, so do you pay more attention to martial arts cultivation?

Compared with Lin Ze's surprise, Zhao Tuo was shocked in his heart, this Lin Zeda has not been more than twenty years since he practiced martial arts, and his strength is even comparable to me?

What is it that he has cultivated for more than 100 years after breaking through the Grandmaster?

All kinds of thoughts rose in his mind, and Zhao Tuo suddenly retracted his momentum and said, "Can Champion Hou listen to Ben Hou's words?"

Regarding Zhao Tuo's sudden change of attitude, Lin Ze just sneered: "If you have anything to say, you will talk about it." Perhaps, after the fight, there are some things that need not be said. ”

Zhao Tuo understood the meaning of Lin Ze's words, the negotiation was based on the equal strength of the two, if the difference in strength between the two was too great, and someone was killed in this scene, where did you need nonsense?

"Okay, Ben Hou will do as you wish, and I'll talk about it after the fight. ”

Zhao Tuo's face turned straight, he took down a short halberd from his back, and said in a deep voice: "The barbarian king's halberd, Benhou led the army to the south for the first time and killed the divine soldiers obtained by the barbarian king. ”

Lin Zeyang raised the long sword in his hand: "Tianwen Sword, you should be more familiar than me, so I won't introduce it much." ”

After speaking, his wrist trembled, and sword flowers appeared in the air, which was Lin Ze's killing move against Li Si that day.

Compared to that day, which took time to prepare, Lin Ze, whose cultivation had been greatly improved this time, quickly condensed nine sword flowers and flew towards Zhao Tuo.

Looking at Zhao Tuo again, the halberd flew uncertainly, and a long fire dragon appeared out of thin air, and flew over with teeth and claws.

The sword flower and the fire dragon collided together, erupting with a loud and loud sound, and finally both were annihilated.

The long-range attack was fruitless, Lin Ze's face remained unchanged, holding the Tianwen sword, and rushed towards Zhao Tuo, every time the sword fell, it was a killing machine.

Zhao Tuo was not afraid, holding a halberd in his hand, and greeted him.

The Tianwen Sword and the Barbarian King's Halberd collided again and again, and the muffled thunder in the sky continued.

A quarter of an hour later, the two separated, Lin Ze frowned and stared at Zhao Tuo, the strength of the two was almost the same, if you wanted to kill him, you had to think of a way.

A thought came to his mind, and Lin Ze immediately ran the God of War Catalog at high speed, feeling the power of the Grandmaster in his body boiling, and rushed forward again.

This time, Lin Ze didn't use any fancy moves, but stabbed Zhao Tuo's heart with a long sword.

Seeing that Lin Ze was still unwilling to give up, Zhao Tuo just smiled, and rushed up with all his strength and slashed at Lin Ze.

Facing the barbarian halberd that was getting closer and closer to his forehead, Lin Ze did not dodge, but tried his best to move forward, trying to insert the long sword into Zhao Tuo's heart.

Estimated from the time point of view, the moment the long sword in Lin Ze's hand shattered Zhao Tuo's heart, his head would also be smashed by the barbarian king's halberd, which was obviously the same way to die.

However, whether it was Lin Ze or Zhao Tuo, they had no intention of stopping and dodging, as if they were not afraid of death.

With a "ding" sound, Lin Ze obviously felt that the Tianwen Sword in his hand had stabbed a hard object, and no matter how much he frantically exported the power of the grandmaster, he couldn't go any further.

At the same time, the barbarian king's halberd stayed an inch above Lin Ze's forehead, and was held back by the rich white light, and at the critical moment, Lin Ze naturally used the Book of Songs.

There was no joy or sorrow on Lin Ze's face, the "Book of Songs" on his head, and the long sword in his hand turned into a rain of swords, attacking Zhao Tuo from all directions.

Zhao Tuo unhurriedly took back the barbarian king's halberd, took out the quaint oil lamp from his arms, blocked it in front of him, and let the sword rain fall, not moving like a mountain.

All the sword rain was invisibly dispelled by the yellow light emitted by the oil lamp.

"Buddha Gate Holy Weapon?" Lin Ze withdrew his long sword and asked casually, as if the person who had just killed Zhao Tuo had nothing to do with him.

"Champion Hou has good eyesight, this oil lamp is the holy weapon of Buddhism sent by Buddhism to Ben Hou's body," Zhao Tuo didn't think about hiding it, and replied honestly.

Zhao Tuo looked at the "Book of Songs" on Lin Ze's head, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect that the champion Hou was so young, and he had such an adventure, but I don't know, where is the supporter behind the champion Hou?"

Lin Ze replied indifferently: "It's just lucky." ”

Lin Ze didn't say that he had no one to support him, the holy weapon was snatched from Confucianism, and Zhao Tuo was willing to guess, so let him guess.

Hearing Lin Ze's vague answer, a trace of surprise appeared on Zhao Tuo's face: "Could it be that there are still forces to support the Qin State?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Tuo coughed lightly and asked, "Dare to ask Champion Hou, is Ben Hou qualified to say a few words to you now?"

Lin Ze moved slightly, stepped back a hundred meters, put the Tianwen sword into the scabbard, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Since he couldn't kill the other party, Lin Ze didn't mind listening to Zhao Tuo say a few words, maybe there would be unexpected gains.

Seeing Lin Ze's decisiveness, a smile appeared on Zhao Tuo's face and said, "Ben Hou wants to make a deal with Champion Hou, I wonder if Champion Hou is interested?"

"Let's hear it," Lin Ze said indifferently.

Zhao Tuo said slowly: "When the champion Hou destroys the 350,000 Nanzhao army, don't continue to go south, how about going north?"

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