martial law

When it came to the battle with Zhang Guifang, he single-handedly killed Feng Lin and fought fiercely against Zhang Guifang. He beat the opponent to the point where he couldn't even use magic skills. With his own strength alone, he was already superior to Huang Feihu.

You know, this guy is only over 12 years old, not yet 13 years old, and he can fight and kill Jinxian with his martial arts alone.It can be said that he was born to kill stars. If there is no accident, Yang Lin can't imagine what kind of situation the opponent will grow to.

Sure enough, talent has never had anything to do with morality and character.

Feeling Huang Tianxiang's murderous hatred, Yang Lin's eyes became colder and colder.

"Okay, okay, if you're not such a genius, I really can't do it. After all, this body is also related to you by blood, half father and mother."

Since the other party wants his own life wholeheartedly.

That's fair, I just hope he doesn't regret it.

"Shoot the ground, Yanliu, Donghe, Wushan, Pingji, follow me to kill..."

With Yang Lin's order, a wave of Mu Yuan's vitality was forcibly instilled into the red flame horse's body under his crotch. The red horse neighed wildly and leaped forward like a tiger.

He swung the fire dragon gun, turned into a red sword, and faced the headwind, he went straight to Huang Tianxiang.

The four generals behind him cooperated tacitly.

Without interfering with the direction Yang Lin pointed at, under the cover of endless arrow rain, he directly blocked Nangong Shibu who was rushing towards the left.

They couldn't bear it for a long time. They have been hiding for many days and watched the other people go into battle, while they waited for others to be itchy. At this time, the enemy was against Nangong Shi. Ge, it's a good kill to be around Nangong Shi.

Nangong Shi is also a famous player on the battlefield. He was knocked off the horse by Feng Lin's strange technique just after he played two games. It's not because of his ability. Now that there is no special technique attack, he dances with a knife like a golden blade frenzy Generally speaking, one person against the enemy and four generals will not lose the wind.

Huang Tianxiang was fierce and vicious.

When he rushed in front of Yang Lin, he roared again and again. He remembered the two times he was beaten miserably. At this time, there was an expert protecting him behind him, and his fighting spirit was three points higher. In a chain, eighteen shots have been stabbed.

The gun is like a rainstorm, and he bravely won the three armies. He deserves to be the character who was named Tiangang Star after his death.

If it weren't for the lack of magic resistance, Yang Lin would have to think that this kid could counterattack and become the protagonist of the Conferred God.

However, his growth, basically, ends here.

Facing the gun skills like raging waves and torrential rain, Yang Lin sneered, not retreating, not avoiding, with the gun facing the gun, the gun's light burst open, and with a sharp bang, it exploded into a tree of fireworks.

In an instant, 36 spears of Tiangang were transformed into one spear.

The space in front of him was completely pierced into nothingness, shattered into pieces of space like glass, exploded into pieces of ripples, and swept forward in a fan shape.

The sound of Huang Tianxiang's wild shouting suddenly froze, and the spear in his hand vibrated wildly, as if it had stabbed a steel mountain.

Just as he was about to push harder, the bottom of his hand was empty, and it seemed to be stabbed in the void, he couldn't concentrate, and his body shape also crooked.

Then, a red light flashed in front of my eyes, and in the dark light, there was a flash of cold electricity, which seemed to be there, and disappeared as soon as I saw it.

His throat felt hot, then turned cold, the light and shadow in front of his eyes flashed, and he heard the sound of hissing and whispering.

The strength of the whole body also seems to be like a mountain torrent, and it can't stop escaping outward.

"I... you... actually!"

Huang Tianxiang made a hoarse voice from his throat, and only now did he feel a sharp pain in his throat, a ray of true spirit flew up uncontrollably, and drifted to an unknown place.

It's just a joke that he died so easily, he was full of confidence when he came here, and he was eager for revenge.

"Then why didn't the two of you save me? What about the magic weapon they agreed upon?"

With the last thought, Huang Tianxiang couldn't get rid of his hatred. In desperation, he thought of Jin Zha and Mu Zha who were following behind him.

Chapter 637 Go, Xiaoqianqian

In the city of Xiqi.

A dark wind suddenly rose from the Fengshentai, and a faint mournful cry rang in everyone's ears, and the commander-in-chief's flag at the head of the city was rumbling and snapped by the wind.

Whenever there was a battle, Jiang Ziya, Huang Feihu and others did not rest, but gathered in front of the hall, waiting for the battle report from the spies ahead at any time.

Heroic spirits are on the list, and the stars return to their positions. Is this the general?

Huang Feihu's complexion changed wildly, sitting on top of the five-colored cow, his figure was no longer stable, and he cried out in pain, "Tianxiang my son."

With a cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was as golden as paper, and he fell down.

"You actually broke Huang Tianxiang?"

"How is it possible? Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Nangong Shi and the others fight together, no matter what, they won't lose so quickly..."

Calculating the time, it's not long since the troops were dispatched, maybe the battle has just started, and the winner has already been decided?

Huang Feibao, Huang Feibiao, Huang Tianlu, and Huang Tianjue all looked sad.

And Nezha stood aside, shrinking his neck involuntarily, thinking that it was so.

Before, he felt that that chubby boy from the Huang family was short-lived, and now he really is.

There was a battle with Huang Tianhao that day, others didn't know about it, but Nezha, who was the incarnation of lotus root with a clear mind and a unique understanding of fighting, knew about it.

In fact, even half of the opponent's strength was useless. He even knew that even if he used superhuman combat skills, he still couldn't defeat him.

Moreover, he also realized that the young general who looked not much older than him was actually not malicious, as if he was playing with him.

However, if you think that the opponent is not dangerous because you didn't kill him, and you can push your nose to your face, then you are wrong.

In the mediocre marksmanship skills, there is a sea of ​​blood that cannot be seen.

Therefore, the follower would rather be beaten as a fool and be extremely embarrassed, just not to release magic weapons or perform supernatural powers.Just because he was afraid of making the other party anxious, he not only took away all his treasures, but also took away his own life.

After cutting off the flesh and deboning, and repaying the father and mother, he died once.

Nezha cherishes his resurrected life more than anyone else.

He looks brave and reckless, but in fact, it is only because he knows that he will not die.

Combat wisdom, that is leveraged.

As for Huang Tianxiang, in Nezha's eyes, he looked like he was rushing to court for death.

Of course, there are also his two nominal elder brothers who have not experienced the blows of life, so I don't know what is going on at this time.

Needless to say, he still had a little expectation in his heart.

Probably, I was beaten so badly, and you guys won a big victory, wouldn't that make me look useless.

'Dunlong Zhuang, Wu Hook Sword... are quite powerful. I wonder if the two uncles will regret handing over the treasure to them? '

……

Jin Zha and Mu Zha were already dumbfounded.

Not because of anything else.

They are used to cleaning up the mess afterwards, thinking that they were born in the fairy mountain, they are disciples of the Jinxian sect, and they have the magic weapon of the calamity with them, no matter what, there is no possibility of accidents.

However, Huang Tianxiang was just leading his troops to charge, and within a few breaths, before they had finished posing and choosing the angle of attack, that awesome young general was already completely on the street.

Die too fast.

So much so that Jin Zha and Mu Zha didn't react at all.

The battlefield froze suddenly.

Even the rain of arrows shot over like migrating locusts became sparser.

"That's it?"

"The general is mighty!"

The [-] sharpshooters let out a terrifying roar.

The pressure of being led by Huang Tianxiang into the formation just now was swept away.

Fifty thousand troops, many generals, so what.

As long as the one person and one rider stand in front.

No matter how many enemies rushed forward, they would just die.

"Good marksmanship, good tactics, take advantage of my unpreparedness, and kill Huang Tianxiang quickly. Before they came, they were still cautious. Xiaodao didn't feel how it was. Now I know, but they didn't think highly of you."

Jin Zha's face was reddish, and he looked angry from embarrassment.

At the same time, they set out to fight, and even boasted about Haikou in front of the uncle. As a result, they made such a mess, it was really embarrassing to face others.

"Second brother, are you making the move, or for my brother?"

"Brother first please."

Mu Zha gave way.

It is actually very important to them to follow the teacher's order to go down the mountain to help Zhou and make contributions. It is related to the resources for later enlightenment.

Especially after one's own side has lost a general, and then beheaded the enemy, the credit will be a little more heavy.

Humility at this time is a true brotherhood. Compared with Nezha, it feels a little less plastic.

"Okay, let's see it as a brother's means."

Jin Zha flipped his palm, and the golden light shot straight at Niu Dou. A small and exquisite golden wooden stake carved with a dragon-shaped relief appeared in his hand, but he just threw it away.

Just go forward immediately.

He is very skilled now.

Once the Dunlong Stake is released, no matter how formidable the opponent is, he just bows his head and catches him, letting him cut off his head.

The sky suddenly became strange and magnificent, with dazzling golden lights, and nine dragons whizzed and rolled wildly. In the circle of the figure, a strange and mighty force locked down and rolled down towards Yang Lin.

Obviously it doesn't look fast.

However, this force seems to have sealed off the entire space, binding the body, locking the soul, and there is nowhere to escape.

"Tianhao..."

Aunt Xue was terrified when she saw the power and power.

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running.

She felt that this magic weapon was even stronger than the Mana pot that she saw in Aokibe back then.

Nine Dragons Dance is even more bluffing.

Can he stop it?

Knowing that Yang Lin still has powerful means of self-defense, he can't help but feel worried.

The little fox also lost some joy, staring blankly at the golden light fluttering down, the dragons twisted down, the palms trembled slightly, and the fox tail wobbled uneasily.

The [-] sharpshooters, their bodies tightened, their hearts pounding, they only know how to fire arrows mechanically.

Even though the rain of arrows rushed to the sky, it had turned into debris and fluttered down, without causing any results.

"My dear, it seems that Nezha really doesn't want to see the two of you. He doesn't tell you all about such an important matter."

Yang Lin laughed lightly.

The more powerful this baby is, the happier he is.

Whether or not Luobao money can make meritorious deeds does not depend on the power and level of the other party's treasure, or even who the owner of the treasure is. It is used by trading Dafa, and even Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Shenzhu can be bought. Of course there is no exception.

"Go, Xiaoqianqian..."

His battle robe fluttered in the wind, and a piece of money had already popped out of his palm.

That golden copper coin with a square hole was not inconspicuous at all, but it was equipped with wings in the blink of an eye, and it flew up like crazy.

In an unavoidable and unstoppable posture, he bit down on the body of the Dunlong Pile.

Paji...

Just as the Dunlong Stake flew to the highest point, the dragon shadow jumped three feet above Yang Lin's head, and a ray of golden light was touching the golden armor and robe on his body.

The next moment, the golden light faded away, and the sky was as clear as water.

The copper coins and wooden stakes fell lightly into Yang Lin's hands like kites with broken strings.

"Cut... what?"

Jin Zha took the lead, rushed forward, swung his sword, and was about to cut off Yang Lin's head.

In his prediction, Yang Lin at this time should be frozen on the spot, unable to move, and could only suffer death.

Unexpectedly, Dunlong Zhuang broke the connection with Yuanshen all at once.