A group of soldiers-like men were staring at him dumbfounded. He stood up and glanced around, secretly wondering if he had run to the base camp of Juyizhuang.

In front of him, what was mistaken for a "wall" was a piece of minced flesh that was completely unrecognizable. You can imagine how lucky that pile of meat was before he was born, he was hit head-on by that kind of high-speed object, he didn't have to react, he didn't have the slightest pain, and he returned to reincarnation all of a sudden, and the body could still be moistened by the blood spit out by the master, which was simply the accumulation of virtue on the ancestors!

He looked around and asked a general, "What is this place?"

"Bastard!" the general reacted and shouted, "Take him down!"

Qin Yan raised the autumn dew on the leaves and sighed: "Soldiers, murder weapons, the saint has to use them as a last resort......" He looked at the armor system on the general's body, and frowned slightly, "Aren't you the troops of Juyizhuang?" No one answered, and the soldiers forced over with spears and trapped him in the middle. But because of the power he had just revealed, no one dared to take the lead.

Seeing that none of his soldiers moved, the general was furious, choked and pulled out his waist knife, and shouted: "Who are you and why did you break into my camp?"

"You don't care who I am, I came here by mistake, if you are not the troops of Juyizhuang, then we don't need to ......" Qin Yan said this, suddenly silent, and suddenly looked back. The general and the soldier also sensed it, and they all looked in the same direction.

There, an aura of destruction and violence suddenly appeared, casting a huge shadow. The clear starry sky was suddenly covered by mist, and there was a faint cry of unjust souls, and the cold air of materialization soaked the heart and bones. Everyone's expressions froze, and there was fear in their eyes.

Juyi Dragon Head, the fierce beast that symbolizes the name of killing, still chased after it.

At the end of the field of vision, the outline of the majestic figure was gradually revealed in the mist, and the clattering hooves of the horses echoed in the void, like a death knell urging life, and a sound struck Qin Yan's heart.

"I still can't outrun that red beast...... Qin Yan showed a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. Do you have to force Young Master Ben to use the trick of sacrificing his life? When the time comes, it will either you live or I will die, so why make it so bloody......

The knight in the holy blue robe drove his horse closer, and as soon as his eyes swept over, everyone felt a sense of death in silence, and they did not dare to look directly at him, and instinctively shrank back.

The dragon's gaze stayed on Qin Yan's face, the corners of his cold and curved lips curled slightly, and he said lightly: "This seat said that after watching this seat's martial arts, there is a price to pay. ”

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "I guess there must be someone who hasn't paid, right?"

The dragon head shook his head: "No." ”

"Then there will be today!" Qin Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes showed a resolute look, and the momentum on his body rose sharply, and he was about to launch the secret of sacrificing his life.

The dragon head's face remained indifferent and indifferent, and he raised Fang Tian's halberd and pointed it at Qin Yan's heart.

But at this moment, in the military camp behind Qin Yan, there was a sudden burst of heroic singing and shouting:

"The tiger fights the dragon and competes for the momentum, and the hundred-year-old heroes have no suffering.

The general is always on the autumn river, and his hands are twisted with silver mustaches to make a great song.

As soon as he returned from the battlefield, the sword was jerky and fat.

The wind wears the lotus tent of the tiger, and the dust lock is the handsome flag of the dragon.

The war strategy book is lazy again, and who knows what Long Taohu knows.

Last night, I dreamed of holding each other, and the blood burst into the golden gun and stained the iron clothes......"

The singing voice is majestic and tragic, with a hidden beat of the cymbals. It sounds broad-minded, and the air of luxury is spontaneous.

The dragon head frowned, his eyes moved away from Qin Yan, and he cast his eyes into the depths of the night. Qin Yan's heart moved, and he also stopped the operation of the sacrificial formula.

The afterglow of the song did not stop, but it was stunned by the eyes of the dragon head. In that far away, the generals could not see the situation here, and when they saw that the singing stopped, they heard a cheer and shout.

The dragon head suddenly asked, "Who is it?"

The sound was as cold as a metallic tremble, and it spread far away in the night sky, sweeping through the camp and across the field. The cheers died down in an instant, and the huge barracks fell silent.

After a short silence, a few miles away on the mountain, a majestic voice responded: "Old man, Chao Jingshan!"

Qin Yan shook up. The name "Laiwu East Mountain" Chaojingshan is really thunderous. He is the patriarch of the three dynasties of Lanhua Kingdom, the general of the Pillar Kingdom, the head of the four major towns of this dynasty, and is known as the guardian of Lanhua, and thousands of people are recognized as invincible figures in the world. His status in the hearts of the generals of the Three Kingdoms is the same as that of the immovable real people in the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes. Qin Yan had heard of the name of General Chao when he was very young, and this memory even dates back to before the death of his parents.

Such a character is much more majestic than the name blown out by the dragon head!

When Qin Yan looked at the dragon head again, there was already a look of schadenfreude in his eyes: Look at how your little girl died!

When the dragon head heard Chao Jingshan's name, his face was also a little moved, but he quickly turned into a sneer: "Old general, can you still walk? If you can still pick up a hammer, please come here, this seat will give you a heroic death!"

There was a response from the other side of the mountain: "Wait for the old man to put on his clothes, get on the horse-"

"Hiss-" Suddenly, a horse roared, soaring into the sky, like a tiger and a leopard roaring, gold and iron clashed, as if to pierce people's eardrums, and the tents that stretched for more than ten miles seemed to be lifted. Qin Yan was also taken aback, and secretly shocked: Is this a war horse barking? This is a monster!

Immediately, Qin Yan heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves from behind, and when he looked back, he saw a thin war horse carrying a strange figure, galloping over from the night.

said that the figure was weird, because at first glance, Qin Yan thought that there were three people sitting on horseback, or one person had three heads. When he looked at it, he realized that there was actually only a shriveled and thin old man on horseback, holding a pair of dark golden sledgehammers in both hands, held high in the air, a few points larger than his entire upper body, and looked extremely funny. But the strong momentum emanating from his shriveled body made the scene natural.

Seeing the old man approaching, the cold eyes of the dragon head showed a blazing color for the first time, and his left hand slowly rubbed on the halberd rod of Fang Tian's painting, and said softly: "Drum urn golden hammer, this seat has been waiting for you for a long time......"

Impatiently waiting, he drove his horse to meet him.

Qin Yan was thrown aside and ignored.

Chao Jingshan walked to the front of the camp, and suddenly jumped on his horse, and the whistle of piercing the golden cracking stone came from his thin body, and the hammer broke through the air: "The junior is killed-"

The dragon's head lifts the halberd, does not dodge or dodge, and is hard to connect it in the style of raising fire to the sky.

"Boom!" The sound of the tremor roared like thunder, and the aftermath spread throughout the battlefield, and the soldiers within twenty meters of the vicinity fell to the ground crying and fell, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

The duel between the fierce generals of the world, even if it is just an aftermath, is not something that the soldiers can bear.

The two horses parted at once, the dragon head took a step back, Chao Jingshan took three steps back in a row, the thin old horse under his crotch shook his head, his nose spewed out a fierce breath, and his eyes were full of fierceness. The jujube red horse was not afraid, and snorted contemptuously.

This scene surprised Qin Yan a little. It seems that the old general Chao is at a disadvantage.

The power of time can destroy everything, and even the unparalleled generals have to serve old age at times.

He suddenly felt bad. Could it be that at this time today, he is going to witness the change of the name of the world's number one master?