Jiang Liupan sat on the futon and looked at the seven people with interest.

And Xie Chou stood behind him with a giant axe, like an iron tower, and the egret stood on Xie Chou's broad shoulders, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The strength of these seven people is very strong, at least the cultivation is much stronger than Jiang Liu. The most unfathomable is the white-haired old Taoist in Maoshan, and the three juniors under the seat are not weak, all of them are equivalent to Jiangliu cultivation.

Maoshan is one of the "three mountains of talismans", and is naturally good at talismans, and in addition to drawing talismans, Maoshan also has the way of exorcism and corpse refining, which is all-encompassing.

At this time, there was an armored zombie standing behind the Maoshan Taoist priest named Cheng Yin, according to the alchemy technique obtained from the "Four-Eyed Dao Chief", the level of this zombie should be a golden armored corpse, which is many times stronger than the bronze armored corpse refined by Jiang Liu.

The other person had a golden bell hanging from his waist, and Jiang Liu estimated that it should be a spiritual weapon-level treasure.

When Jiang Liu was constantly pondering the strength of these monks in his heart, the white-haired old Taoist said in a cold voice: "Li Daoyou, you are in charge of the army, you must focus on the overall situation, and you can't rush forward easily, I can understand." However, the enemy army was broken by day and defeated in the East China Sea, and with only 3,000 elite iron cavalry, we could pass through the blockade. My senior brother and other dozens of Maoshan disciples, nearly 100 elites from 100 families, and 300 swordsmen from Tiger Hill Sword Pool...... At death's door...... Are you so indifferent that you won't save you when you die?"

Listening to his questioning, Li Qian, who was sitting in the middle, was as heavy as water.

The royal sister also smiled lightly: "Senior brother, since Dong Zhongshu deposed the Confucianism of the hundred schools, all the sons and hundreds of schools have the same breath and roots, and they retreat and advance together. Don't forget, you are not only the head of the march of the Great Tang Jiangnan Road, but also a disciple of the soldiers!"

Li Qian's eyelids were raised, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had stabbed out two sharp swords.

"Maoshan Xuanrong Zhenren, Yin and Yang Family Yun Zhongjun, Master Mojiaguan, and so on, greedy for merit, if you don't covet the treasure of the ghost king, how can you be in danger and be besieged in the Tiger Hill Sword Pool!"

"The Ghost King's Treasure?!" Jiang Liu silently wrote down this information, and said secretly: What kind of treasure actually attracted Maoshan Qi Refiners to fight for it, looking at the strength of this old Dao, the strength of that Xuanrong real person will only be strong and not weak, and he is definitely a character who can achieve the earth immortal in one step. Maoshan occupies the blessed land of the cave, with the protection of earth immortals and heavenly immortals, and countless inheritance treasures, but it is not my Qianlong Mountain...... This treasure seems to be a real treasure!

And the Yin and Yang Family Yun Zhongjun, this is a title handed down from the pre-Qin Dynasty, and the same as the Imperial Maiden Commander sitting in front of him, he is an elder in the Yin and Yang Family, and his strength will naturally not be weak.

As for Master Guan of the Mo family, Jiang Liu has never heard of his name, but if he can be pointed out by this Li Qian, it seems that his strength is definitely not weak.

And Tiger Hill Sword Pool, which is a vein of sword immortals, cultivates the art of flying swords.

With so many monks still besieged in Tiger Hill, Jiang Liu couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, he definitely underestimated the strength of Donghai and the ghost king who didn't know his name.

Li Jian snorted coldly, and then said: "After the three hundred swordsmen of Tiger Hill help me resist the invasion of the Tang Dynasty and destroy the enemy, I will naturally play Your Majesty and ask for credit for the Tiger Hill lineage." ”

After he finished speaking, the swordsman with the sword on his knees spoke: "In this way, Daoyou will not send troops!

"Friends of the Dao and slow ......," Maoshan Lao Dao said at the exit.

Li Chungang shook his head and said: "Tiger Hill Sword Pool is kind to me, and I can't ignore this catastrophe today." It's been too much time to lose......"

As he spoke, he got up and left, vigorously and resolutely, without dragging his feet. I saw the sword in his hand turn into a golden light, and the sword disappeared into the long night.

"It's a pity! This Li Chungang is a master of swordsmanship, and he has already refined a flying sword, but if he wants to rescue his fellow Daoists in Tiger Hill, he can only go and have nothing to return!" said with a long sigh from the old Taoist of Maoshan.

Jiang Liu's eyes were also shining, and this ability to fly with the sword really made him envious!

With Li Chungang's departure, all the disciples of Namao Mountain were stunned, and one of them shouted violently: "Li Qian, you are so ruthless!"

"If you are in this position, you can't help yourself. I am responsible for the millions of people in the Tang Dynasty, I am responsible for the three thousand iron cavalry you need, I am responsible for the emperor's grace, and I am sitting here, I am not Li Jian of the soldiers, but the general manager of the march of the Jiangnan Road of the Tang Dynasty...... The Iron Rider you need, it's impossible!"

The momentum on Li Qian's body skyrocketed, and with his words, it shook in all directions, and no one could stop it.

He sat there and represented the prestige of the Tang Dynasty, and the momentum of thousands of troops and horses, combined with the magic power of his soldiers, overwhelmed all the qi refiners present.

After a long time, the old Taoist of Maoshan said: "That's it, the Tao is not the same, I will take the Maoshan monks in the army tonight, you can do it yourself...... There are people in my door who have to be saved in that tiger hill, Li Jian ...... You'll regret your decision today. ”

After speaking, he led a few Maoshan disciples to walk away.

"Senior brother, you really hurt my senior sister's head. Alas, the cloud in the king's greed for treasures can only leave him to fend for himself...... My Yin and Yang family is a small sect, but it's not a big Maoshan faction, and I can't stand this toss!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyebrows with his bright red fingers, his face was depressed, and he said to the ironclad man, "Jing Xuan, I really let you say it right." ”

Seeing that most of the people in the big tent had left in a blink of an eye, Jiang Liu touched his chin and made up for it through the information just now.

"Jiangliu Daoyou smiled!" Li Qian, who was sitting at the top, put away his momentum and said: "In today's battle, two good supernatural powers can kill a god officer in an instant, and at least save thousands of Tang Dynasty soldiers." I don't know if the two of you are willing to stay and help me Datang!"

"This ......" Jiang Liu wants to stay, but if it is so simple to stay, it will be too cheap.

Li Jian laughed and said: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists, although the disciples of Maoshan have gone, there are not many of them in the army, and there are not many of them. ”

"We haven't healed from our injuries......"

"It's okay! There are two second-grade healing pills here!"

"The ritual weapon is also destroyed......

"The first-class baggage treasury of the army, choose one of the two! The monks killed in the future will also belong to the two of them. ”

"It's three people!" Jiang Liu pointed to the egret on Xie Chou's shoulder.

“......”

Since this Li Jian is so generous, Jiang Liu naturally understands in his heart that if this Maoshan party leaves, the high-end force in the army will inevitably be greatly reduced. But Jiang Liu wanted to obtain the power of merit to open the Kyushu Ding, and it was best to go with the army to conquer, so he reluctantly agreed.

Jiang Liu walked out of the big tent of the Chinese army, and with some excitement, he followed the ironclad man to the baggage warehouse.

This ironclad man is shrouded in iron armor, he is one foot tall, he can't sense the strength of his strength, and his breath is completely shielded in the iron armor.

This iron armor is even more peculiar, and the five senses of the river are extremely keen, and naturally the sound of gear snapping and rubbing can be heard.

"Could it be a mecha? Anyway, this Mo family has already made such high-end equipment? It's a little interesting, it seems that I still know too little about this world!"

This Jing Xuan is a disciple of the Mo family, and he is also the marching Sima of the army, controlling the baggage warehouse.

When the army went on the expedition, the military supplies were the most important, and Li Jian entrusted him with these positions, obviously trusting him very much.