Chapter 227: On the Paper
The golden crow, Bi Fang, white bird, Xuanniao, and peacock fluttered gracefully around Chu Chuan, and the colorful phantom light flowed and danced, reflecting a dreamy ......
At this time, the Diecui Daoist had already been slashed away by a sword with a magic weapon, and his strength was not as good as the white bone old demon, so although he had been prepared, he was still seriously injured by a sword.
Just as the mysterious young man slashed the Stacked Cui Daoist with a sword, the white bone old demon who had completely withered before suddenly moved, turning into a white bone streamer in an instant, and quickly left outside.
It turned out that he had been "playing dead", although the two swords just now had seriously injured him, but they did not make him completely lose the ability to resist, but he had been "playing dead" until the mysterious young man slashed the Diecui Daoist with a sword, and only escaped with lightning when he paused slightly.
The people of Diecui Dao were shocked and angry, although they knew that the old demon of the white bones of the Dao was dangerous and cunning, but at this time, he still betrayed his "teammates", which still made him angry.
The mysterious young man sneered and said, "Escape from the battle, die!"
Then I saw a huge map appear under the white bone old demon, and the map manifested and turned into illusory mountains and rivers, but it was this seemingly shadowy mountains and rivers that surrounded the white bone old demon all of a sudden.
The white bone old demon was shocked, only to hear the rumbling sound of rushing and killing from far and near, and then thousands of troops rushed towards him, and in an instant, he was surrounded layer by layer......
The White Bone Old Demon was terrified, and in the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by thousands of troops.
And in the eyes of Chu Chuan and the others, after the huge map that appeared out of thin air, the pattern on it gradually bulged, and soon transformed into a mountain and river, hiding the figure of the white bone old demon, followed by a huge shouting and killing sound and the sound of ten thousand horses galloping, and then the desperate curse of the white bone old demon and the faint white bone light.
At the end of the day, the mountains and rivers retreated and turned back into the graphics on the map, but the figure of the white bone old demon floated motionless on the map, surrounded by the dimly lit Ten Thousand Bone Sword.
A gust of wind blew, bone chips flew away, and the body of the white bone old demon no longer had a little breath of life.
Second...... The white bone old devil who has been crisscrossing Kyushu for hundreds of years has fallen like this?
Looking at the corpse of the White Bone Demon, everyone was in disbelief, and after the disbelief was unspeakable fear palpitations: the White Bone Elder Demon was still like this, so what about them?
"March on paper!" Star Soul's voice sounded again, but it was at a glance that the mysterious young man had killed the White Bone Old Demon Dao Method.
"You are Zhao Kuo!" "Dexing Soul Zi reminded, Chu Chuan exclaimed.
When the mysterious young man heard Chu Chuan's exclamation, he turned his gaze to him again, and the expression of interest on his face became even stronger: "Oh, my eyesight is good, I didn't expect that after more than 200,000 years, there are still people who can see the origin of my method at a glance, it's really a surprise,......
The mysterious young man did not deny it, his eyes fell on Chu Chuan, although he did not wait for the slightest murderous aura, but it made him feel a heavy pressure.
And the Diecui Daoist, the old monk of Bodhi Temple, and the immortal who has just woken up are once again revealing unbelievable gods.
Ma Fuzi Zhao Kuo?
Diecui Daoren and the others only felt that their brains were not enough, and it was incredible enough to think that this mysterious young man was a figure in the Song Renzong period, but now it was good, and it was pushed forward for more than 100,000 years, and it went directly to ancient times.
Who is Zhao Kuo?
The son of Zhao Hao, a famous general of Zhao State, a young general during the reign of King Zhao Huiwen, and one of the most powerful young handsome men among the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period at that time, he became a golden immortal at a young age and became one of the famous generals.
Of course, what really made him famous was the Changping War, but this fame did not go down in history, but was nailed to the pillar of shame forever.
In the First Battle of Changping, Zhao Kuo himself died in battle, and the remaining 400,000 Zhao troops were killed by the god Bai Qi, and the name of the god of killing shocked Kyushu, and Zhao Kuo himself also had an infamy of "talking on paper", which has been ridiculed by people for 200,000 years.
But only those ignorant people will believe the words in the history books, and people with a little brain will never think that Zhao Kuo is really an embroidered pillow who only knows how to talk on paper.
If this was the case, it would be impossible for him to cultivate into a Golden Immortal at such a young age, and he would be able to compete with Bai Qi for a while.
One of the four famous generals of the Warring States Period, he was not only incomparably powerful in his own strength, but also incomparably outstanding in his ability to lead troops, and was almost invincible in the world at that time.
Such a character, even the soldier saint Sun Wu did not dare to speak lightly, let alone others? Zhao Kuo can hold on to him for a long time, which shows his strength.
Taking 10,000 steps back, if Zhao Kuo did not have strong talent and prestige, just based on the merits of his father Zhao Hao, who was several levels behind the four famous generals of the Warring States Period, no matter how stupid King Huiwen was, he would not hand over hundreds of thousands of troops to him. What's more, King Huiwen is not a dumb monarch.
How could such a Zhao Kuo be an embroidered pillow?
But isn't Zhao Kuo already dead in battle? People can't be resurrected after death, even if a saint dies, he can only fall into reincarnation, how can he, Zhao Kuo, escape from reincarnation?
But if he wasn't Zhao Kuo, the Dao method he used to kill the White Bone Old Demon just now was clearly Zhao Kuo's unique strong method - marching on paper.
Because Zhao Kuo died early, there is no second person in the world other than him who can use this powerful spell, so where did this mysterious young man learn to march on paper?
"Former ...... Is the senior really Ma Fuzi Zhao Kuo?" This thing is so shocking and weird that the people of Diecui Dao are a little stammering.
The mysterious young man laughed at himself: "Why, besides the deity, will anyone else be stupid to bear the infamy of the ages?"
"Senior Zhao Kuo, since you are really a figure from more than 200,000 years ago, then let's go to the rì without injustice and close to the rì without hatred, why do you bother us? Chu Chuan said loudly, he felt that since this person was really Zhao Kuo, or had Zhao Kuo's thinking, then he could be reasonable, so he proposed.
Zhao Kuo looked at him deeply when he heard this, and sighed lightly: "I used to think that staying here, not knowing life or death, this feeling is really terrifying." So what I was thinking about all day long was how to get out of the city, and after I got out, I would find Bai Qi to fight again! Later, after a long time, I didn't think like that, and what if I went out?"
"One more battle, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers will be killed in a row? Besides, Bai Qi is dead, who else should I find to take revenge and correct my name? Everything has been empty in ancient times! The past is the past, and I no longer belong to this era, so it is better to stay here. ”
There are only two shifts today.