"There is a kind of kid, and the command of the battle array is also very orderly, if it weren't for the fact that you don't have a spiritual root, the old man would be interested in taking you as an apprentice!"

"What kind of eyes? My roots are hidden in my pants, and you can see them?

Only then did Han Bing realize that he was playing the piano to the cow, and Sen Ran said: "Doll, you ordered the Dragon Army to surrender, and the old man may spare your life!"

Uncle Scorpion walked out with his hands behind his back, facing the cold ice, naturally blocking the route of the sheep.

"Everyone in the dragon army is a tendon, they can't do anything but fight to the death, and they want to kill my son, and they have to ask Lao Tzu if he agrees......

"At a young age, you have great courage, you can't do melee combat with arrows! You can't be a father, and if you block it, you will die!" Han Bing had already seen the intention of the sheep, and looked at the two fathers and sons mockingly.

The eyes of the sheep saw that the right hand behind his father made a gesture to run away, but he was unmoved, looked around with his eyes, and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze if you dogs don't gnaw, don't kill the dragon lizard soldiers!"

The surrounding dragon army is all iron-blooded tough guys, although they are frightened by the cold ice, all of them are resolute, no one retreats, and no one will leave their brothers behind.

Han Bing sighed and said: "It seems that the dragon lizard army has lost unjustly...... The coercion on his body suddenly rushed out, and the flying sword under his feet roared and slashed towards the sheep, the sword aura was fierce, and it was as sharp as the essence within a few zhang, and the surrounding space was imprisoned.

Uncle Scorpion didn't talk nonsense, he pumped the spiritual power of his whole body into his hands, smashed it out like a mountain and a sea, and the two-winged white tiger transformed by spiritual power rushed out again, more condensed than before, and the tiger roared and shook the sky, pounced on the flying sword......

I only heard a loud "boom", and the fierce spiritual power collided with each other, and the powerful spiritual power ripples rose into the sky, throwing out the soldiers and horses of the Dragon Army within a radius of dozens of zhang, and blood sprayed, killing them on the spot.

Uncle Scorpion took more than a hundred steps back to stabilize his body, his qi and blood surged, and his spiritual power was slackening, but Han Bing just shook and fell to the ground, and the flying sword swirled and fell into his hand, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Uncle Scorpion mockingly.

"You are three small realms lower than me, self-protection is a problem, and it is really wishful thinking to keep your son......

The sheep were protected by the scorpion uncle's anger, and flew out upside down with their backs, although they were not seriously injured, but their throats were sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out......

Uncle Scorpion yelled, "Let's all go, you can't help......" said and rubbed himself again.

"Exit two hundred zhang away, everyone is on alert!"

The sheep shouted and retreated, snatched the strong bow and the quiver, pointed before the arrow, and could not get close, the bow and arrow were his only choice.

The dragon army galloped out two hundred zhang away, turned the horse's head, set up arrows to guard, and hundreds of dragon soldiers flew off their horses and galloped back to protect the sheep with long knives.

Uncle Scorpion is still at a disadvantage under the full strength, the cold ice flying sword attacks on its own, the palms shoot out the true qi, and conjure up a one-horned python several feet long, hideous and cold, with a big mouth, half of the body of the two-winged white tiger will be devoured, chewing sound, between a breath, the two-winged white tiger will dissipate out of thin air, Uncle Scorpion is also knocked away, the battle armor was torn a few feet long big mouth, covered in blood.

The sheep's eyes are red, and the bow and arrow sometimes point at the cold ice, sometimes at the flying sword, constantly reminding themselves: "Calm down, calm down, there must be a flaw......

When the flying sword slashed out continuously, Uncle Scorpion raised his disabled left hand again to block with an iron hook, and when the spiritual power was difficult to continue, the arrows that eagerly hit the sheep broke through the air.

Dangdangdang......

The arrows shot in from the gap in the sword qi, hitting the flying sword in full, and the flying sword let out a barely audible wail of the sheep and stopped in the air, while the cold ice body shook invisibly.

How smart the sheep were, they immediately guessed that the flying sword and the cold ice had a mysterious connection, and in ecstasy, taking advantage of the interval when the sword qi disappeared, it was a series of arrows that inspired the flying sword.

"Kid looking for death!" Elder Han was furious, and the flying sword led him to avoid the arrows.

"Those who cultivate immortals are stupid birds!haha......" The feather arrow shot into the air, but it confirmed the conjecture, and the sheep were overjoyed,

The cold ice was unstoppable, knowing that the sheep guessed that the flying sword was their natal magic weapon, concentrating on the spiritual power and frantically injecting the flying sword, slashing at the sheep angrily, the flying sword roared, and turned into a ten-zhang giant sword thundering into the sky......

The feathered arrows shot by the sheep and the archers two hundred zhang away were turned into powder by the sword qi before they could hit the body of the sword.

"Hide ......," the sheep shouted in alarm.

Rumble......

The flying sword slashed down, cutting the earth into a crack that was 100 zhang long and more than 10 zhang wide, and the more than 200 dragon soldiers guarding the sheep were cut into a blood mist in the sky.

The flock of sheep was about to split, and rushed towards the flying sword that had recovered its full foot, the long knife slashed, like a mad tiger, and thousands of people from the dragon army dismounted and galloped to help, and the long knife intercepted the flying sword......

Uncle Scorpion was seriously injured, and when he saw that the Dragon Army and the sheep were in danger, regardless of the injury, he roared loudly, flew up, and his right fist and left hook struck Elder Han like thunder, and the weak winged white tiger pounced wildly......

The cold ice and the flying sword are far apart, and it is difficult to control the flying sword with more divine sense, and the one-horned python with the spiritual power in the palm is also a lot more illusory, no longer condensed, and it is inseparable from Uncle Scorpion for a while......

The flying sword is very spiritual, although the sword qi can only wrap itself, it rushes left and right, killing a large number of dragon troops, and the sheep are also injured in many places, and the blood-stained battle armor is fortunately not injured.

"Stop it, and you will stop it in death......" The sheep shouted loudly, knowing the harm of combining human swords into one.

At this time, a veteran rushed out, facing the flying sword with his chest, and the flying sword stabbed into his body with a "flutter" sound, and the veteran quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, but the flying sword came out of his body, and the veteran looked at the body that shot blood in his chest, and fell to the ground with hatred......

The actions of the veteran reminded the dragon army, and one after another the soldiers greeted the flying sword, went forward one after another, trapped the sword with their bodies, and died heroically......

After killing hundreds of people in a row, the flying sword slowed down slightly, and the sheep flew up, finally grabbing the hilt of the sword before the flying sword stabbed into the chest of a sergeant......

Han Bing was frightened and mobilized his divine sense to break away from his grasp, and Uncle Scorpion took the opportunity to plunge the iron hook of his left hand into his right chest, and Han Bing was finally hit hard.

Under the pain of cold ice, his beard fluttered, roared, and fought with Uncle Scorpion, and the condensed unicorn python struck Uncle Scorpion out of more than 200 zhang, and Uncle Scorpion sprayed blood wildly and fell to the ground unconscious.

The sheep didn't care about it at this time, they clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the flying sword flew into the sky and swooped down fiercely to the ground, which made him have a headache, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, but he still clung to the hilt of the sword......

The flying sword rose into the sky again, and led the sheep into the sky, and then rushed down to the earth, and the sheep knew that it was death, but they still clung to it.

The flying sword rushed to the ground, and several dragon soldiers tried to catch the sheep, but they were smashed to the ground by his body, but fortunately, the sheep finally remained awake with a body to support them.

The dragon army rushed up to suppress the flying sword, the flying sword flew up to dodge, and plunged into the belly of a war horse, and the arms of the sheep also submerged into the belly of the horse, and the body was stuck outside, and the war horse fell to the ground with a wail, just sealing the direction of the flying sword on the ground, and the flying sword buzzed and trembled, and finally failed to pull the sheep and war horse into the ground.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you......" strode away from Uncle Scorpion's ice.

The dragon army lined up to fight desperately, and the cold ice, which was already crazy, ignored the blood gushing out of his right chest, and the spiritual power of his palms exploded, beating the dragon army's remnants all over the field and staining the army with blood.

The cold ice is getting closer and closer, the dragon army desperately resists, not afraid of death, and a large number of soldiers rush from afar to join the battle group, and the blood mist in the sky actually rises and turns into a blood cloud, which is as tragic as this, and the sky and the earth hide their faces......

Seeing that a large number of dragon soldiers were dying for themselves, the sheep's eyes turned red, tears rained down, and finally roared, pulled the flying sword out of the horse's belly, and smashed it at the soldier's long knife, and the long knife broke in response, and smashed dozens of long knives one after another, all of which were broken without a sound.

"Bring it with a hammer and smash it......" the sheep roared.

In a hurry, the dragon army found more than a dozen meteor hammers, and the sheep held their swords in both hands on the meteor hammers, and a fierce soldier picked up another meteor hammer and smashed it down, once, ten, hundred, thousand...... As the meteor hammer continued to hit hard, the buzzing and trembling of the flying sword gradually disappeared.

The flying sword was hit hard, and Han Bing finally gulped out blood, coupled with the crazy stimulation of spiritual power, causing the blood from the wound on his right chest to spray and blur his vision.

The cold ice was heavily injured, the spiritual power was scattered, the palm was weak, and the trapped beast was still fighting.

"Flutter", an iron hook was inserted into the sea of qi in the icy abdomen, and it was stirred fiercely.

Han Bing's hands weakly grasped the iron hook, and a large amount of life qi was lost, and finally fell to the ground and died, and the dragon army rushed up and chopped it into meat puree with a knife.

At this time, the dragon soldiers were bathed in blood, with their own blood, the blood of their comrades and horses sprayed, and the loud neighing made many people speechless although their mouths were open.

It was the first time in history that a mortal had killed a cultivator, but no one cheered, it was too tragic...... There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

Uncle Scorpion, who had completed the final blow, shook and looked in the direction of the flock, trying to hold on, but finally fell to the ground.

"Daddy......"

The flock rushed forward like crazy, hugged Uncle Scorpion and cried, finally breaking the brief silence.

The dragon army came back to his senses, and several veterans rushed over, checked it, and said, "I can't die", so he bandaged Uncle Scorpion.

After a while, he threw Uncle Scorpion, who had been tied into a "zongzi", onto the war horse, and saw that the sheep were a black line.

The flock of sheep knelt on the ground and looked at the dragon army that had died in battle, and their hearts were filled with grief, the lives of the two thousand dragon soldiers were only exchanged for one life, was it worth it or not? The monks respected, are mortals ants? The sheep fell into confusion......

A veteran who had studied in a private school for a few years patted the sheep on the shoulder, "Shall we be sad for a while?"

The flock of sheep is excited, at this time it has been delayed too much, the battle ahead is fierce, the crisis has not been eliminated, and if it is delayed, it will be filled with more lives, this is by no means the time to be sad, the sheep glanced at the veteran gratefully.

"Keep up and meet Cao Li and Qiu Yi!"

The sheep said that they would fly on their horses, and finally took a look at the more than 2,000 dragon soldiers who had died in battle, and rode their horses to chase after the front army.

The dragon army shouted all the way: "The soul returns, brother, we will take you home......"