"Jun'er, let's go, there's nothing to see. ”

Xu Nianniang, who was upstairs, said, turned around and went downstairs.

Xu Jun wanted to stay and continue to wait and see until the dust settled, but she understood what her father meant: Xiahou Zun broke his leg and his strength was greatly damaged, and it was impossible to resist the siege of the soldiers, and it was only a matter of time before he was killed. The martial arts of the other four cottage warriors were obviously inferior to Xiahou Zun, and they were each after the war, losing their cooperation and assistance to each other, and they had already been stumbled and wounded.

Xu Nianniang's words are true, in the cottage, his force can be called the first, and he will never fall behind against Xiahou Zun alone. He was seriously injured because of the teamwork of the other party.

After a slight pause, Xu Jun followed his father's footsteps, obediently took his hand, and went downstairs together.

Just like back then, when Xu Jun was young, he followed his father to walk the rivers and lakes, go south and north, and bathe in the rain and wind. My father is like a mountain, majestic and calm, and my father is like the sea, unfathomable. In her opinion, her father is very mysterious, because Xu Nianniang has never mentioned many things to her.

In Xu Nianniang's mind, there must be a vast river and lake hidden in the smoke and waves!

But this river and lake only exists in rumors, and very few people can see it. And with the demise of the cottage, it will also be wiped out and become a legend for a long time.

Xu Nianniang couldn't bear to see Xiahou Zun's fate, not sympathy, but the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, there was loneliness churning in her heart, even if what she lost was only the opponent!

......

"Smack!"

A crisp sound came from the golden talisman in Zhang Yuanchu's hand, and when he looked over, he couldn't hide his distress: a crack thicker than a hair appeared on the golden talisman - this is a situation that will only occur when the mana in the talisman is lost to a critical point.

This talisman is going to be invalidated.

Even though he was born in Longhu Mountain and had a rich family background, Zhang Yuanchu still had a lot of pain. In this era of declining Taoism, magic weapons and magic weapons are precious, and they are no longer like before, they can be taken out and smashed at every turn. For example, the only seedling of the sect like Xiaoyao Fudao has only two or three things that can be taken up and down the body. If it weren't for the windfall on Wong Tai Sin and the Yin and Yang gourd, I'm afraid it would be even more shabby.

The Taoism is declining, and treasures are rare, especially those of the upper grades, which basically belong to the inheritance, with the imprint of time and history, and for every piece wasted, there is one less.

The talisman that Zhang Yuanchu took out was a magic weapon that had been passed down.

A crack appeared, followed by a second...... But after a while, the spider's web-like cracks were all over the place, and I couldn't count how many.

Echoing it is the golden armor wrestler in the battle situation below, the originally condensed body was in a trance, drifting up, and after a while, sudden, the wrestler suddenly dispersed, turning into a little golden light, disappearing invisible.

At the same time, the golden talisman in Zhang Yuanchu's hand turned into powder and fell.

The prayer that fought side by side with the Golden Armor Lux was no better, and a pair of claws were twisted by the huge force, like two twisted flowers, losing their sharpness in their normal form. The feathers of the wings were torn apart and quite embarrassed, and the pointed hooked beaks were broken a little.

Seeing its appearance, Xiaoyao Fudao was also distressed.

The difference is that Zhang Yuanchu's Fu soldiers are gone, but the free Taoist soldiers can still take back the gourd, rest and recuperate, and recover, but it will only take time.

It is not easy to raise soldiers.

Xiaoyao Fudao has raised a lot, and used to fashion many aquarium monsters in Jing County, shrimp soldiers and crabs, etc., but due to factors such as limited qualifications and feeding materials, it is difficult to raise the climate. The most important thing is that it takes a long time to grow, and if you want to raise a good one, you will often have to be decades, or even a hundred years.

Taoist priests are not sure that they will live a hundred years!

I can't wait that long, I can only use some cannon fodder that is combat power, and use it casually.

Among them, an eagle and a wolf are considered to be the best, and they are also the best Taoist soldiers that Xiaoyao Fudao can raise at present.

Of course, Xiaoyao Fudao was reluctant to watch the blessing being destroyed by Xiahou Zun, and when he saw that the golden armor wrestler was destroyed, he quickly pinched the magic trick and took the blessing back.

At this point, the power that can be exerted by praying for blessing has been greatly reduced, and besides, Xiahou Zun, who has broken his leg, has also been greatly injured and has become the end of the strong crossbow.

Although Xiaoyao Fudao didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, just looking at the scene, he judged that Xiahou Zun and the others could not get out. Chen Sanlang didn't have to come to the battle in person, but if he didn't see him, Xiahou Zun might also choose another way to fight.

However, will the final outcome change?

I'm afraid not necessarily, because in this state and county, this place belongs to Chen Sanlang's home field, and the entire city has been laid out with a net of heaven and earth, as long as Xiahou Zun's whereabouts are exposed, they will be greeted by a tide of armor.

Unless, Xiahou Zun admits defeat and escapes from the city.

But in that case, he wouldn't be Xiahou Zun. Don't say anything about "staying in the green mountains", hundreds of years have passed, and Xiahou has waited too long and endured enough.

Now, the opportunity has come, whether it can be done, in addition to strength, but also pay attention to fate. Didn't the ancients say: Is it not a crime of war?

After being broken by that mysterious and powerful flying sword, Xiahou Zun's heart swept with inexplicable emotion. Maybe he himself can't see any hope of success.

"Ahh

In the fierce battle, a scream was extremely terrible.

Xiahou Zun didn't need to look back, he heard the voice of the third child, and the third child was finished, and the next one fell......

The scene of the armor besieging and killing a copycat warrior, Chen Sanlang saw it in his eyes, and his tense expression still did not relax. The victory is in hand, but the price to be paid is really not small, the corpses all over the ground, the blood all over the ground, even if you don't count and calculate, you can know that at least hundreds of soldiers and armor have been sacrificed.

This number is staggering, and if you want to fight with the barbarian army at the beginning, the number of casualties is not much. At the moment, there are only a handful of opponents.

In an instant, Chen Sanlang thought a lot: if he didn't go to Yongzhou and trained so many soldiers, he would definitely die in the face of the cottage warriors. Maybe the evil sword didn't have a chance to be activated, and it was killed by the opponent in close quarters. Xiahou Zun and the others still fought in the face of thousands of soldiers, it was not a simple spirit of the rivers and lakes, they were originally sure.

A thick tiredness rolled up, Chen Sanlang was in a trance for a while, his vision appeared blurred, and even the sound of fierce battle seemed to be far away. He knew that this was the sequelae of using the flying sword twice in a short period of time, which greatly depleted his spirit and energy, and he needed to rest.

It's just that when it comes to such times, you should hold on to the last moment and be with all the soldiers who fought bloodily.

Chen Sanlang stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, stimulated his spirit with the pain, and sat firmly on the horse's back: "Iron pillar, sound the war drums, send them on the road!"

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