The one standing on the boat on the Taoshui River was indeed the lord of Minzhou and one of the leaders of the Six Valleys of Tubo, Dabu Zhuoga.

As a high-ranking monk of the Divine Servant Realm of the Moon God Sect, Dabu Zhuoga has his own self-esteem that cannot be blasphemed, weak ants are not worth his attack, and the dignity of the Tibetan nobles must be maintained and maintained.

Raiding Li Zhuoluo is also a high-level god servant realm, but the real combat power of the two is not equal. Seeing that the attack on Lizhuo Luo was finally slashed by Su Emei's sword after a long time, Dabu Zhuoga didn't feel much except anger. To say anything else, that is, a wisp of dissatisfaction.

The generals under his command will be beheaded, and anyone will be angry, and as for the dissatisfaction, Dabu Zhuoga thinks that he is not strong enough to be beheaded by the enemy in front of the battle, which is a great shame for him.

The face of the heroic and noble Dabu Zhuoga is far more important than the life of the attack on Lidrora. If he didn't try his best to save his master's face, he should die, and the whole family should be buried for it.

Dabu Zhuoga made up his mind that when he returned to the city, he would kill the family who attacked Lidroro to vent his anger. As for the delicate and charming wife in the room of the raider, it is natural that she should come to serve herself and lick her toes.

The battle on the riverside was fierce, Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang took Li Wenwen and Liu Xiaohei to fight with more than 30 gods and servants and more than 200 qi cultivators, and the two sides fought inseparably.

Dabu Zhuoga was even more dissatisfied.

But he still has no intention of making a move, unless his men are all dead. Otherwise, it is not enough to show his nobility.

In Dabzhuoga's view, his subordinates were meant to fight and die in battle, and their only mission was to slaughter for themselves those enemies who dared to offend them.

If they did, Dabu Zhuoga would not hesitate to reward, but if they did not do it, Dabu Zhuogamo said that he would not save these useless people, and would chop up the remnants of the defeated soldiers who had fled and throw them in the wilderness to feed the wolves.

At this time, Dabu Zhuoga was watching a play. People who watch the drama are always laid-back, because they stay out of the way, so there is no pressure. If all of his men were killed, not until they were all killed, Dabdrorga would have stepped in and killed them along with the enemy, as soon as he saw that they had no chance of winning.

The Tibetan people who cannot defeat the enemy are not worthy to be believers in the moon god, and they are not worthy to live.

What's more, the opponent is still the Tang people who have long ceased to be strong and have been extremely weak over the years.

Dabzhuoga did.

He flew out of the bow of the ship, entered the battlefield almost in a flash, grabbed the back of one of the divine servants standing in front of him, and without seeing how hard he tried, he burst the opponent's neck.

Before the blood of the explosion was dispersed, he swept over the corpse with his hand, and the Qi cultivators on the left and right flew upside down, and the bodies of the people exploded into blood mist one after another in mid-air, and the fireworks were gorgeous.

When the noble Dabu Zhuoga appeared, it was natural to have a style, and the flying corpse was the best background for the warriors. Whether it is the enemy's or one's own.

Dabdroka felt that to the people on the battlefield, he was the god of death, and since they wanted to set themselves out, they had to sacrifice their lives.

These waste-like guys can't even beat four Tang Kingdom monks, it's really damn good. Their lives can be sacrificed to themselves, and it is the glory that they have bestowed upon them. They should thank themselves.

Dabu Zhuoga, whose eyes did not have the slightest emotion, turned his head nervously and pointed at Wei Xiaozhuang, who looked at him.

Bang.

There was a slight crunch, and the arms were crossed over his chest, and he let out a roar

Xiao Zhuang still couldn't stop Dabu Zhuoga's shot. His fat body flew upside down like a piece of wood smashed by a hammer.

"Damn it, ugly fat man, how dare you dirty my eyes in front of Dabu Zhuoga!" thought Dabu Zhuoga as he made his move.

Again, he moved forward in an almost flickering fashion. The wise and noble Dabu Zhuoga found that he had not been able to kill the fat guy with this blow. The posture of the other party flying out upside down looked miserable, but in fact, a large part of the force was removed.

This is a great shame for Dabu Zhuoga, who never misses a beat on the battlefield.

Bang.

There was another slight crunch.

Dabu Zhuoga sighed in surprise.

I haven't made a move yet, how can there be a sound?

Wei Xiaozhuang in the field of vision flipped backwards before landing and landed steadily on the snow, not looking like he had suffered a second blow.

There was a moment of darkness in the field of vision, a momentary sideways shift, and then the pain in the waist came out, and the heart was also bored.

How could Dabu Zhuoga still not react, it was someone who shot at him just now!

It's unbelievable.

Who was so bold as to dare to sneak attack the noble Dabu Zhuoga?! Don't those people from the Tang Kingdom know that angering themselves would only make them die worse?

Dabzhuraga quickly steadied himself and turned to stare at his attacker.

What he saw was Chu Nanhuai grinning at him.

"Another ugly fellow!Oh my God, this old man has a mouth full of yellow teeth, and a front tooth is missing, doesn't he know how dirty he is?, why is he still smiling!" The thought flashed through Dabzhuga's mind, and his stomach churned, and he almost felt sick.

As the most noble existence in the world, a Tibetan nobleman, and a servant of the moon god, how can he tolerate the appearance of such a filthy person in front of him?!

Dabu Zhuoga flicked the dust that did not exist on his sleeve, maintained his demeanor, stared at Chu Nanhuai gloomily, and said as slowly as he could: "You ugly ......"

Chu Nanhuai said with a smile: "You sneak attacked Lao Dao's apprentice, and Lao Dao will give you back, but it is not considered to take advantage of you." Are you ready now? ”

Dabu Zhuoga was so angry that he was furious! How dare this ugly old immortal interrupt his own words?

Without waiting for him to roar, he saw Chu Nanhuai disappear in place.

Dabu Zhuoga's heart is alarmed!

Almost at the same time, a fist the size of an iron pot came in front of him, occupying seventy percent of his field of vision! The protruding sound of breaking through the air was so sharp and piercing that it almost tore people's souls, and it was even more terrible than a ghost howling.

Without any room to turn, Dabu Zhuoga threw a punch and collided with the opponent in one place!

There is the first punch, then there is the second punch, followed by the third punch, the fourth punch......

The piercing sound of breaking the air was replaced by a wave-like thunder, and the aura that swept through the fists became a wind and blade, and flew out around the two of them. There was not an inch of snow on the ground, and the whirling and whistling snow waterfalls were tidal after tidal, and the Luna monks who had not had time to retreat were cut into strips of flesh, and in an instant their bones were gone.

Chu Nanhuai still had an indecent smile on his face, he was disrespectful to the old, how obscene he looked, especially the open tooth that he couldn't bear to look at directly.

Dabu Zhuoga was no longer in the mood to slander the other party's appearance, and his face turned pale.

The first punch hit, he was shocked, the power of the opponent's aura was like that

It was majestic and immense, as if the majestic mountain had collapsed, and he was kicked out of breath with one punch.

Dabu Zhuoga had long known that the old man in front of him must be the most powerful existence among these Tang people, but he had never taken the other party to heart. As the city lord of Minzhou and one of the leaders of the Six Valleys, the cultivation of the entire Hexi Land is higher than him, and there are only a few masters in the Moon God Sect.

As long as he doesn't fight with his guru, who else can't he defeat?

These Tang monks who entered the country to make waves were able to take advantage of the army and masters to conquer outside, and they were just able to make trouble in Hexi. If you run into yourself now and don't choose to run away, then there is only a dead end!

However, this ugly old man in front of him was so ugly that he was sick to his stomach, and every punch he threw out had the power to make his five organs tremble! The two of them couldn't fight more than a hundred punches, and Dabu Zhuoga felt that his five internal organs were all shaken and about to be displaced!

As a high-level cultivator of the Divine Servant Realm, the strongest existence under the Divine Servant Realm, and the best among them, Dabu Zhuoga had always thought that unless he encountered a master of the Divine Servant Realm, he would definitely not be so embarrassed.

It is rumored that the Son of God was blessed by the Moon God, and the realm jumped to the realm of gods and men, but he was limited by the laws of heaven and earth, and now he can only maintain the realm of the high-level Great Perfection of the Divine Servant Realm. The great masters once said that although the Son of God is not in the god-man realm, his combat power is not much different from the god-man realm, and as long as he is willing, he can use the means of the god-man realm.

That kind of existence is naturally a precursor to the prosperity of the Moon God Cult, leading the Tubo people to conquer Chang'an again, destroy the country of the Tang people, and establish the country of the Moon God. Only that kind of existence can make Dabu Zhuoga admit that he is inferior.

But why does this Tang monk in front of him, who is destined to be destroyed soon, have the strength to suppress himself?!

Dabu Zhuoga, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, didn't have time to think about it, he just clearly realized that the few Tang Kingdom monks he met today were definitely not ordinary people! Now, if he didn't make a decision, I was afraid that he would be beaten to death by the other party with his fists!

"Roar!" let out a roar, and Dabzhuraga used his special ability: the God-given Shield.

He quickly bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and the blood mist formed a blood-colored shield in an instant, blocking him in front of him and blocking Chu Nanhuai's fist. And he himself took the opportunity to fly north without looking back!

The God-given shield is the Furui ability obtained when Dabu Zhuoga achieved the Divine Servant Realm and communicated with the Moon God, which is not fundamentally different from the big shield embodied in the hands of the previous beginner monk of the Divine Servant Realm, but it is activated with blood, and the defense is stronger. The Great Master once said that unless he and the Son of God attacked, no one in the world would be able to break his great shield.

The God-given shield was close behind Dabu Zhuoga, protecting him and flying away quickly, no matter how Chu Nanhuai bombarded, the big shield was always bloody.

Turning around and seeing Chu Nanhuai's relentless pursuit, Dabu Zhuoga spurted out a mouthful of old blood. It's not that he was injured by Chu Nanhuai, but that he was humiliated and angry to the extreme, and he couldn't help it.

The heroic and noble Dabu Zhuoga, the dignified Tibetan nobleman, and the servant of the moon god, were chased and beaten all over the world by a Tang man like a dog, where is there still half a point of dignity?

On Kongtong Mountain, the old man holding the staff twitched his old face, and scolded: "Dabu Zhuoga, this waste! was chased by a Tang countryman, and the face of the moon god was lost by him!"

The several Moon God Sect masters beside him were also unstoppable, all of them looked ashamed and in company, and the insulting words were endless, and they were extremely unpleasant.

"Kill him, kill him!" the master raised the staff in his hand and pointed at Chu Nanhuai, "Bring Dabu Zhuoga back, bring him back to the temple, and let the Great Master dispose of him!"

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors