"'Mobei Flying Dragon' Sun Changge?" Zhao Yin muttered again, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said, "The woman you are looking for is not surnamed Lu?"

How could he know Xiaoxiang's name?

Qin Yan frowned and replied, "Not bad." It is surnamed Lu. And a few more ......"

The bearded man didn't wait for him to finish, and then laughed: "That little girl doesn't know the height of the sky, and her arrogant words have angered my brothers, and she has been burned under her command and eaten cleanly! Boy, if you come to look for her, you will have to run for nothing!"

Qin Yan raised his sword to parry, and wondered in his heart: Senior Sister Xiaoxiang is not an arrogant person, what he said could it be Gong Yunsleeve? But how long has it been separated, Gong Yunsleeve is only afraid that it will not be so easy to be caught!

The two fought for a hundred times, and the bearded man gradually became timid, so he took the time to go out. Qin Yan didn't chase after him, and planned to go around to the distance first and then make a plan.

He chose the opposite direction to Zhao Yin, but he didn't go far, and his face changed suddenly—he heard the sound of countless sharp arrows cutting through the air, surging from all directions, surrounding the entire jungle. When I looked up, I saw that the orange-red firelight in the sky rose little by little, and then whistled and fell, shooting into the jungle, and immediately ignited the lush branches and leaves. At night, the westerly wind was fierce, and the blue tongues of fire erupted from the periphery, spreading rapidly in the wind, and soon engulfed a large number of trees. In the blink of an eye, half of the jungle was engulfed by the firelight, and the waves of flames that rose into the sky made a beeping and popping sound, reflecting the night sky red.

Qin Yanyun made the Han Blood Protector rush out of the sea of fire and set foot on the outer land, but he couldn't help but gasp.

But seeing that the outside was already surrounded by dense soldiers, strong bows and crossbows surrounded Feng Han, and sharp blades dangled red in the light of the fire, just waiting to grind their teeth and suck blood.

As soon as he showed his head, he saw an overwhelming array of arrows and crossbows coming over, and the sky and moonlight darkened for a while like dark clouds.

The rain of arrows took over his entire field of vision, without missing a single gap. He held the sword in his hand, swung out a large sword wave, and after a few steps, he found that he was invincible, after all, a sword could not be taken care of, and several places on his body had been shot, fortunately his golden body was hard, and he was not injured, but he was also stabbed painfully. He had to dodge back and avoid the edge for a while.

He returned to the fire, secretly anxious. Although this flame is far from the Flame Hell and cannot cause him any damage, when the fire burns the woods away, there will be no more shelter in this land, and when ten thousand arrows are fired, I really don't know how terrible he will die.

He was so angry in his heart that he couldn't help but shout and curse: "Zhao Yin! You brave person, if you can't beat your grandfather, you will only play this kind of trick! Do you still have the face to live?"

The voice was prompted by his true qi, and it spread far away from the sea of fire in all directions. Unfortunately, apart from the crackling sound of the flames burning, there was only a howling cold wind blowing, and there was no echo.

"Zhao Yin! With a coward like you, you are embarrassed to be a general? What about the courage of your usual bravail? Phew! A dog who bullies the weak and fears the hard!"

Outside the sea of fire, the bearded man stood in front of the formation, listening to the shouts and scoldings inside, feeling the strange gazes of the generals behind him, and his old face couldn't help but be a little hot.

The military believes in force, and the strong are respected. If the commander of an army is defeated after fighting the enemy, his prestige may be reduced a lot.

Zhao Yin regretted it very much now, secretly scolding himself for being troublesome, he shouldn't have gone into battle in person just now, it was enough to just call a general to attract the attention of that kid. However, that kid is superior in force, and if he were replaced by someone else, he might not be able to contain him, alas!

Having said that, that kid is so young, where did he get such a terrible cultivation......

"Zhao Yin, you seedless person, don't you even dare to say a word? Grandpa is scolding your father and mother now, do you dare to answer? You might as well take off your pants and show your subordinates if you have that thing......

The bearded man's face was pale, his forehead was exposed, and his eyes were almost bursting with fire. He clenched the four iron shovels in his hand, and wanted to rush in immediately to knock out the kid's brain.

But at this moment, the air shook suddenly, and an extremely fierce aura rose from afar, releasing its majesty towards the eight desolations of heaven and earth, as if an ancient giant beast was waking up.

Different from the pressure formed by the explosion of the true qi of ordinary generals on the battlefield, this colossal momentum directly pressed on everyone's hearts, gloomy and indifferent, shocking. Whether it is a general or a non-commissioned soldier, everyone is pulled in a certain direction by an invisible force.

All voices fell silent.

Qin Yan, who was in the depths of the sea of fire, heard a silent roar in the distance, instinctively sensed that danger was coming, and immediately fell silent.

Two moments later, he saw that the raging flames in front of him were suddenly pressed by a cold current, and the tongue of fire tens of meters high quickly dimmed, crumbling in the cold wind. Countless ghosts poured out from behind the faint and dim firelight, and various frightened and distorted expressions appeared, gathering into a cold wind like crying, and slowly moving forward.

The flames split in two, revealing the beast's figure. It was a knight wearing green robes and soap armor, riding on a tall jujube red horse, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, standing proudly on the scorched ruins of the jungle, looking down on Qin Yan indifferently. As far as the eye could see, the flames were extinguished as if they had been impacted by an invisible force. Qin Yan glanced at him, and a chill suddenly appeared all over his body, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Stepping on the sea god horse, Fang Tian painted a halberd.

Qin Yan immediately knew that this figure like a god and demon descending was the legendary dragon head of Juyi Village!

"Why don't you continue to scold?" the dragon head let out a metallic trilling sound in his throat, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and the arc was indifferent and sarcastic.

Qin Yan didn't answer, and watched the dragon head drive the horse forward, and raised the long sword in his hand.

The two looked at each other for a long time. From such a close distance, Qin Yan couldn't feel the murderous aura on the other party's body. The dragon's eyes were only empty and indifferent, but the endless coldness that came out of them almost froze the hearts of all peeping people.

After a long time, Qin Yan spoke: "You are the dragon head?"

"Knowingly ask!" The dragon head slashed Fang Tian's halberd, the tip of the halberd pointed directly at Qin Yan's heart, and Qin Yan's eyelids suddenly jumped suddenly.

The cold, metallic voice of the dragon head sounded slowly: "This seat gives you two choices, submit to this seat, or die under this seat halberd." ”

"Hehe, hehehe......" Qin Yan sneered, "You are really arrogant! Do you really regard yourself as an immortal? Lao Tzu is most unaccustomed to people like you! I heard that your martial arts are unparalleled in the world, come on, play two tricks for Young Master Ben to see!"