Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 177 [Thirty Thousand Army]

The two masters fought each other, and Xu Fengnian shamelessly attacked.

This is quite a true biography of his brother, he doesn't care about sneak attacks, morals in the world, etc.

A knife that can kill is a good knife!

This is the martial art of the second son Xu Fengnian, practicing swords for killing people.

Fierce fighting, flying sand and rolling stones, clanging sounds, extremely ear-piercing.

Princess Pei covered her ears and screamed, but it was in vain.

Xu Qianqiu pulled her behind her to block the breath sound wave for her.

Here, Li Chungang shot with all his strength, knelt down with a sword and defeated Wu Liuding.

He was also attacked by Xu Fengnian's sword drawing technique, and was seriously injured.

Even so, Wu Liuding still did not retreat, turned back, shouted in his mouth, and pulled out the sheath!

The Su Wang sword behind the female sword attendant trembled slightly, came out of its sheath, and fell into her hand.

Holding Su Wang Sword in his hand, Wu Liuding's aura instantly became fierce.

Around him, countless reeds fluttered up and condensed into swords.

Li Chungang sneered, with a breeze in his sleeves, and he would move without wind.

The broken arm and sleeve also took off.

The long sword in his hand is surrounded by green light.

The so-called sword qi, the high level, is to let the sword produce a majestic spirit that is the same as the world, and use it to hurt the enemy.

People in the world say that a three-foot green front with sword energy reaching straight into the sky, how could there be only a three-foot copper and iron sword?
The green snake with two sleeves finally came to the world again!
Here, the chaos was in full swing, and the No.11 Wang Mingyin finally made his move.

The soft sword at the waist came out of his hand, injected with internal force, turned into a spear, and shot out with one shot, like a one-word tactic in the sky, without any intention of turning back.

That sentence, "Xu Qianqiu, borrow someone's head to use it", is really domineering.

Along with it, there are four talisman generals in red armor.

The second son, Xu Fengnian, succeeds in attacking Wu Liuding, and then meets one of the four talisman generals, the red armor, the golden armor!
After hearing the elder brother's words "Don't break it for me", he didn't draw his sword.

Attack it with a scabbard.

Among the five talisman generals, the golden armor is the strongest.

Xu Fengnian never drew his sword, but he was able to draw with him, and it was inseparable.

Great progress these days!

The other three talisman generals, Hong Jia and No. 11 Wang Mingyin attacked together, and besieged them in four directions, cutting off Xu Qianqiu's retreat.

There is no retreat, there is no escape.

The blue bird was about to make a move, but Xu Qianqiu grabbed it and threw it on the roof of the carriage, saying: "Look at them!"

After all, he threw Pei Nanwei out and said, "Don't let her die!"

Three talisman generals with red armour, one under heaven No.11.

The white-clothed figure slowly closed his eyes, and stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering.

Suddenly, the right hand was stretched out, the two fingers were closed together, and a golden light suddenly appeared, pointing forward.

On the side, while the second son Xu Fengnian was fighting with Jin Jia, he was distracted and kept observing the battlefield.

He discovered for the first time that although his elder brother Xu Qianqiu only pointed out one finger each time, the light that suddenly appeared between the fingers was different.

The light just now was golden!
Between the two fingers, the spear transformed from the soft sword met in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.

The three talisman generals in red armour, each performed their unique skills.

Tu Jia sneaked up on the ground, trying to drag him into the ground.

The fire armor breathed fire, where Xu Qianqiu stood, propped up a golden energy ball, and the outside was completely enveloped in flames.

Wooden armor has the poison of plants and trees, as well as invincible penetrating power.

A dead branch, like a poisonous dragon drill, frantically attacked the energy shield.

The two ends of the reeds are like completely different worlds.

Among the reeds, chaos abounds, blood is flying everywhere, the battle is in full swing, and the forces of all parties are intertwined and complicated.

Here, a white-haired old man sips and sips, slowly tasting the self-brewed rice wine bought from the farm.

On the bonfire stand, a crucian carp weighing about four catties has been roasted slowly over a low fire, gradually turning brown and fragrant.

Not far away, some young children gathered together and whispered, casting curious glances at the old man from time to time.

The old man smiled kindly, and waved to the little girl from the owner of the hut.

The little girl approached timidly.

The old man took out his purse, shook it, poured it all out, and counted it, only fifty Wen.

For the countryside, this is not a small sum.

But he gave all his brains to the little girl and told her to make some more rice wine.

The little girl took the purse, happily skipped away.

Looking at the back of the little girl, the old man smiled slightly and whispered:
"The fields are staggered, and you are happy..."

Not long after, the little girl brought a steamed yellow croaker with chopped green onion and ginger, which tasted very delicious.

Also specially added some vegetarian dishes.

People in the country are like this, so much money, if they take it for nothing, they will always feel uneasy.

The little girl was asked to bring rice wine, halal yellow croaker, various side dishes, and even a steamed bun and a bowl of rice.

The old man ate with relish, and the little girl was also happy to see it.

After watching for a while, I finally couldn't hold back my curiosity, and asked timidly, "Grandpa, are you a fairy?"

The old man paused with the chopsticks in his hand, shook his head, and said: "There are no immortals in this world, and there can be no immortals. Ordinary people wish to see immortals, but they don't know that immortals don't treat ordinary people as human beings..."

Because she often worked in the fields, the little girl's skin was tanned, and she let out a soft oh.

Knowing that she didn't understand, the old man just smiled and said nothing.

The old man really has a good appetite. He ate up a whole steamed yellow croaker.

He ate half of the grilled fish and left half for the little girl.

Farmers have fish, but they rarely eat fish. This is the tip of the iceberg of survival in troubled times.

True, but also sad.

In today's world, strict taxes are imposed, and people in many places are already struggling to survive.

Judging from its fortune, this dynasty will have a hundred years of lifespan before it will undergo a dynasty change.

Now, the old man is doing something against the sky to change his luck.

To replace the dynasty a hundred years in advance, not only that, but also to unify the world and unify through the ages.

After eating the little girl's steamed yellow croaker, looking at the thin face, the act of changing luck against the sky, I became more determined.

The little girl is growing up, but she lost a lot of weight due to malnutrition.

Looking up at the direction of the reeds, the sword energy is flying all over the sky, and the wind is surging.

In the words of the little girl, Father said, there are monsters fighting in the reed marsh today, don't get close.

The old man wiped his mouth and sighed: "I wanted to take this opportunity of the great battle to get a glimpse of his fortune, but it was a waste of time. I'd better go to Wudi City and wait..."

He faintly looked forward to Wang Xianzhi's refusal to enter the first floor of the world.

Only in this way can we see an epic battle, a battle of life and death.

Only in this way can he deduce that kid's future luck and whether he can really rule the world.

In his life, if he falls, he knows the end.

However, the game of chess in the world today is full of mysteries and thick fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

For the old man, this is a new experience.

Also a gamble.

At the same time, he knew in his heart that no matter what the outcome was, he would definitely die.

If the unification of the world fails, he must die.

If the world is unified successfully, he must die.

Thinking that his death was approaching, his heart felt a little eager to try.

I'm really curious about what I looked like when I died, what kind of mentality?
Before dying, let this world be turned upside down!
Suddenly, the old man frowned slightly, pinched his fingers and counted, his expression was inexplicable, with some joy and expectation, he said:
"Number 11 in the world, combined with three talisman generals, Hong still can't kill you.

What if surrounded by troops?
Interesting, interesting..."

(End of this chapter)