Chapter Forty-Seven: The Battle of the Mortal
"Under the banner of the general of the country of Xia Nai, the general Bai Yufeng!"
The general shouted, and his voice resounded throughout the audience, making everyone's eyes focus on him, dressed in silver armor, with two pillars standing on the silver crown on his head, with his handsome face and tall face, it made people's eyes shine.
What a handsome silver-armored warrior!
Qin Jun praised in his heart, there was no impression of Bai Yufeng in the memory of his predecessor, and Bai Yufeng was definitely not a partial general.
The most important thing is that Bai Yufeng actually has the cultivation of the Mortal Realm, but he didn't expect the Qianyue Kingdom to hide so deeply.
The people and monks around Suzaku Terrace are all talking about where Bai Yufeng is sacred.
At this time, on the seat of the Canglan Kingdom, Song Lang came to the Vermilion Bird Platform with a shake of his body, and arched his hand and said, "Canglan Kingdom, Song Lang." ”
He looked ordinary standing in front of Bai Yufeng, and he lost a lot in terms of appearance and momentum, which made the people and monks in the audience laugh.
"Come on, General Bai, defeat him!"
"You must fight for the Qianyue Kingdom!"
"Why haven't you heard of General Bai before?"
"It's just a general. ”
"Pull it down, it's no problem for this body to be a righteous general!"
Qin Jun couldn't help but get nervous when he heard this, Nima, if Bai Yufeng wins, Nan Meng will definitely be able to win, and there will be a chance for him to appear at that time?
He subconsciously asked Guan Yu, "Which of them can win?"
"Song Lang. Guan Yu cherished words like gold, and closed his eyes after speaking, obviously not interested in the duel between the two on the stage.
Qin Jun immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Daji next to him couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "You are the prince, so you want your country to lose?"
"Hehe, how can you lose?"
Qin Jun smiled facelessly, Daji didn't answer this, but the corners of her mouth were raised to show that she was in a very happy mood.
"Rise!"
Shen Yan suddenly shouted loudly, and as soon as the words fell, a light purple light curtain suddenly appeared on the edge of the Vermilion Bird Terrace, and it instantly rushed into the sky.
Circle!
Qin Jun's eyes lit up, the magic circle was similar to a mechanism, but it was more mysterious, based on aura, not only could he resist the enemy, but also cultivate, etc., when he comprehended the magic power in the Xuanling Sect, it was thanks to the magic circle of the Xuanling Sect to help resist.
I didn't expect that the Vermilion Bird Terrace also had a magic circle, but after thinking about it, Qin Jun was relieved, after all, the people were standing around the Vermilion Bird Terrace, and once the monk used the spell, it was easy to cause large-scale accidental injuries.
"Your country's Purple Light Hell Array is said to be an earth-grade magic array, I don't know if it's true or not?"
Zhu Yishi asked with great interest to the prince of the Qianyue Kingdom closest to him, the magic circle and magic weapons are divided into yellow products, Xuan products, earth products, and heavenly products, and each product is divided into three levels: lower, middle and upper levels.
The level is very similar to the exercises and spells, but the first two grades of the exercises and spells are mortal and spiritual, and each product is graded by the same level.
In the kingdom, whether it is exercises, spells, or magic arrays and magic weapons, there are very few people who have reached more than the ground grade, and every time they appear, it will cause a bloody storm, of course, the purple light prison array is owned by the royal family, and no one dares to rob it.
"Of course, the Purple Light Hell Array is the strongest magic array in my country!"
The prince who was questioned by Zhu Yishi was very obese, he didn't even think about it, and answered directly and proudly.
"Second brother, shut up!"
Qin Yu, who was not far away, shouted coldly, so frightened that the fat prince couldn't help but tremble.
The second prince, Qin Lie, is the existence of the bottom of all the princes, no, there was Qin Jun who occupied the weakest position before.
"Why should the fifth prince be angry, after all, the second prince is also your brother. Zhu Yishi said with a smile, and Qin Lie couldn't help but nod when he heard it.
That's right!
Lao Tzu is your second brother, tell me to shut up in front of the public, where do I put my face?
Thinking like this, Qin Lie suddenly became unhappy, and his gaze at Qin Yu was full of anger.
"Qin Yu, you ......"
"Quiet!"
A majestic voice interrupted Qin Lie, Qin Lie just wanted to scold back, but the words came to his mouth and he held back again, looking at Emperor Qian on the dragon chair in the front row with a panicked face.
I saw Emperor Qian glance at Zhu Yishi and said, "You are very good, much better than my waste sons." ”
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment. Zhu Yishi smiled with his hand, and the princes were unbalanced in their hearts, and their eyes looking at him were full of hostility.
One sentence lifted the dispute provoked by Zhu Yishi, and at the same time made the princes feel the same hatred.
Worthy of the emperor!
Zhu Yishi sighed in his heart, his father once said that although Emperor Qian's methods were not as good as the previous generation, Emperor Qian's methods were not even comparable to his father's emperor, but unfortunately Emperor Qian's eagerness for quick success and quick profit made the national strength of the Qianyue Kingdom continue to weaken.
As a great general, Nan Meng has been fighting all year round, and in the past five years, there has been almost no progress in cultivation, because he has been leading the army to fight and has no time to cultivate.
And with actual combat experience, he has already reached a bottleneck.
"The point is now, the first duel is officially launched!"
On the Vermilion Bird Stage, Shen Yan shouted loudly, and quickly flashed to the side after speaking, the battle between the two powerhouses of the Transformation Realm was not something that he, the peak of the Jindan Realm, could intervene in.
"Please advise!"
Bai Yufeng shouted in a deep voice, raised his right hand as he spoke, and a red tasseled silver spear appeared in his hand out of thin air, obviously from the storage ring.
Song Lang raised his hand and motioned for Bai Yufeng to take the lead in attacking.
Such a contemptuous attitude deeply stimulated Bai Yufeng, and immediately he stabbed out his spear, and kicked his footsteps, like a silver light flashing, Song Lang's speed was also incredibly fast, and he easily dodged it with a leap.
Boom!
Bai Yufeng's legs bent and bounced, jumping up like a cannonball, chasing Song Lang directly.
The speed of the two of them was so fast that Qin Jun's eyes couldn't catch it at all, not to mention the common people and most of the monks, they watched one by one with bated breath, and no one dared to gasp.
The generals sitting in the attic were equally nervous.
"I hope Bai Yufeng won't let me down. ”
Qin Yu looked at Bai Yufeng and muttered, his hands clutching the armrests of the chair tightly, his palms covered with cold sweat.
Although Bai Yufeng is Nanmeng's person, he has something to do with him, so if Bai Yufeng wins, he will naturally be happy, and he can even use Bai Yufeng to disintegrate Nanmeng's military power.
Although Emperor Qian's face was not shocked, he didn't dare to blink his eyes.
Under his leadership, the Qianyue Kingdom had already lost a duel between the two countries, and he didn't want to lose a second time.
It's a pity that Bai Yufeng attacked fiercely at first, but he was quickly suppressed.
Song Lang only dodged for three rounds before he began to counterattack, and with a wave of his right hand, his spiritual power condensed into a cyan giant hand, directly slapping Bai Yufeng to the ground.
Falling from a height of tens of meters, Qin Jun felt pain when he saw it.
The white jade rock of the Vermilion Bird Terrace was even smashed out of a shallow pit, which showed how powerful it was, even if Qin Jun attacked with all his strength, it would be difficult to destroy the Vermilion Bird Terrace.
Bai Yufeng jumped up with a carp, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and danced the spear with one hand, and in an instant, a white dragon condensed by spiritual power was entrenched around him, extremely spectacular, and the faint sound of the dragon's groan echoed.