Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

Chapter 43 Castle Peak City

The old man next to Wu Fan laughed hypocritically: "Come to Qingshan City to play and live in Shan's house, little girl, who are your parents?"

The old man knew very well that those who could let their children live in Shan's family must have a lot of background.

"Mother, don't let me tell others." Xu Wan'er smiled lightly, with two cute dimples on her face, "Little brother, stop fighting with brother Shan Zeng! Grandpa Shan is coming soon, he doesn't like little The kids fought."

At this moment, the old man next to Wu Fan became frightened.He originally planned to sneak up on Wu Fan, kill Wu Fan in one fell swoop, and then flee after taking Ruyi Jade.But if Mr. Shan is coming, he doesn't have the guts.

"Forget it, in a few days, my subordinates will be back." The old man in a black pocket coat thought to himself, "At that time, we will deal with this little devil! It is the best policy to go now, how can I, Lei Lei, be that kind?" A reckless and impulsive person?"

Thinking of this, the old man named Lei Lei immediately smiled and said to the two little devils: "I have something to do, so I will leave first." After speaking, he hurried away, and before leaving, he still secretly glanced at Wu Fan's back. A cloth bag containing Ruyi jade.

And Wu Fan also gave him a cold look when he turned his head away.There is definitely something wrong with this old man who got involved in the dispute between himself and Shan Zeng for no reason.

At this time, the blue light appeared in Xu Waner's lotus lantern again, flying towards Shan Zeng who was lying in a pool of blood.Not long after, Shan Zeng, who had been beaten to death by Wu Fan, coughed twice and slowly recovered.

But obviously, Shan Zeng's injury was not so minor, and he couldn't fully recover like Wu Fan.

Seeing Xu Wan'er helping Shan Zeng heal, Wu Fan said calmly, "So, you're still helping the Shan family."

Xu Wan'er was not very sensible, she was stunned and smiled and said, "Little brother, I don't know why you guys are fighting. Did Brother Shan Zeng bully you? I'll go and tell Grandpa Shan to ask Grandpa Shan to ask Brother Shan Zeng to apologize to you. "

When Shan Zeng heard this, he said angrily, "I bullied him?"

Obviously he was the one who was abused into a dog.

Wu Fan gave him a cold look: "You started the matter!"

Shan Zeng was speechless.

"Hahaha~~" An old laugh sounded, "The little ghost really has a personality."

The surrounding soldiers all backed away, bowing their heads respectfully: "Master Shan!"

An old man in an azure overcoat led two groups of servants towards Wu Fan, Xu Wan'er, Shan Zeng and others.Wu Fan became vigilant in his heart: the young ones were hit, and the old ones came, this is not easy to deal with.

"Little brother, I've heard about it." The old man Shan said with a smile, "It's my grandson who made the mistake of provoking you. I apologize to you."

Wu Fan was puzzled at this moment: Why did this old man apologize to himself as soon as he came up?Since he heard what happened just now, his grandson was beaten to death, wouldn't he feel bad?

Then Wu Fan suddenly noticed that the old man's eyes were wandering in his hands.Wu Fan suddenly realized: "It turns out that the old man knows that the spirit core of his 'Steel Forging Flying Snake' is in my hands!"

Indeed, old man Shan, who is in his seventies and eighties, puts the overall situation first in everything!Although Shan Zeng was beaten bloody, it was his own fault.But the spirit core of the "Steel Forging Flying Snake" that Wu Fan held in his hand was the treasure of their family, nothing could happen!

Thinking of this, Wu Fan has a bottom of mind.Then he picked up the khaki spiritual core in his hand, and glanced at the pile of four or five hundred steel rings lying on the ground: "Old man, do you want this spiritual core?"

Old Man Shan trembled all over.Did he hear correctly, this brat called him "Old Man"?

"It feels good in the hand." Seeing that the old man Shan didn't respond, Wu Fan squeezed the spirit core in his hand, "It's soft, it seems that it will explode when you pinch it."

"Don't!" The old man Shan was shocked, "This thing can't be pinched!"

Immediately, his face turned serious, and he pretended to be vicious and said: "You can't afford to pay for it!"

In fact, he didn't have the guts to gamble.Wu Fan really squeezed this spirit core, and the Shan family's three major town clan magic weapons will soon become two town clan magic weapons.

Jiuhuan Steel Forging Flying Snake lost to Wu Fan in the hands of Shan Zeng today, but it doesn't mean it is weak.If Mr. Shan came to control it himself, and he didn't have Ruyi Jade in his hand, all the hundred Wu Fans would have been strangled.

Think about it on the battlefield, as soon as the steel-forged flying snake comes out, it directly turns into four or five hundred steel rings, rushing into the sea of ​​people and flying twisting.That whole thing is a meat grinder!

But the most important thing about this magic weapon is the spiritual core. Without the spiritual core, it is just a pile of scrap iron.So Mr. Shan would not dare to let Wu Fan pinch and explode the spirit core no matter what.

"Oh, I can't afford it?" Wu Fan narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the old man Shan's expression, "Do you want me to crush it and try to see if I can afford it?"

The spirit core in his hand was squeezed by Wu Fan, and it made a slight "creaking" sound, like a mouse that was about to explode.

Chapter 44 Kill!

"Kill! A rough-looking cavalryman rushed out at the head of the horse. Yang Tianyou waved his whip, and launched a charge along with many cavalrymen around him. On the battlefield, swords, swords and swords were seen, and the soldiers screamed, roared angrily, and moaned in pain. , Yang Tianyou has long been used to all this, or he has become numb.

Finally, he beheaded the last cavalryman.They paid thirteen cavalry to defeat Yanyue's scout team of more than 30 people.

"Hey, God Bless, why are you the one who kills the most?" A cavalryman covered in blood asked. "It's just good luck." "Tch, we have experienced so many battles since we came here, and you have cut the most every time. You are lucky. Who will believe it. Be honest, have you discovered any peerless magic skills?" The cavalry lowered their voices. asked. "Go to hell." "Haha, to be honest, are you already from the palace? Let me tell you why your voice has been so weird lately."

Yang Tianyou didn't speak, just looked at the cavalry with a smirk. "Ah, could it be that you really..." Yang Tianyou shrank his head and quickly dodged the branches in front of him, while the cavalryman was knocked off his horse. "Ouyang Chen, what's the matter, hahaha" Yang Tianyou rode his horse and ran away, "Ouch." Ouyang Chen climbed onto the horse with great effort, drew out his saber, rode his horse and chased after him, "Yang Tianyou, I'll kill you!"

Yang Tianyou has just turned 21 years old, and it has been a year since he came to this world.A year ago, in order to celebrate the end of his junior year, Yang Tianyou made an appointment with his brothers in the dormitory to stay drunk and not return. As a result, after waking up anyway, they came to this ghost place.

Fortunately, Yang Tianyou was not alone, he woke up in the morning, Xiao He was making a fire, Huang Zixuan was cooking, and Ouyang Chen was squatting at Yang Tianyou's feet with a feather, the pig knew what he was doing, Yang Tianyou He decisively gave him a kick.The four of them ate the last meal for a month and didn't know what the next meal would be. As a result, as soon as they discussed it, they came to the army as soon as their brains became hot.

Xiao Tianyang is 24 years old. Everyone called him the boss when he was a classmate, and he is also called the boss habitually when he comes here. Now that he is the corporal commander in the army, the other soldiers don't think it is strange.Xiao He has a burly figure, a square face, and a little stubble. His bald head adds to his ferocity.From time to time, there was a hint of majesty in the big eyes.Although Xiao He looked relatively calm, he was the most impulsive one, rushing to the front every time he fought, so he was promoted to be the corps leader.

Huang Haoxuan is 20 years old, tall and thin, his face is completely carved out by a knife, with a hooked nose and messy bangs on his forehead.I feel that he is weak, but he is typically desperate in fights. He was a bully when he was a student, and he is no exception here.Huang Haoxuan's cold personality coupled with his appearance is simply - facial paralysis.

Ouyang Chen and Yang Tianyou were the same age, taller, and handsome as hell.To put it bluntly, he is cautious, but to put it bluntly, he is less courageous than a mouse. Every time he fights, he hides behind others and shouts to kill him. How can such a handsome man be so wretched.

Yang Tianyou is 21, of medium height and build, with slightly long bangs covering his eyebrows.He often holds a grass in his mouth. Even if he finishes fighting one minute, he will return to his leisurely demeanor the next minute.

Back at the barracks, Huang Haoxuan asked, "You said we killed more than 20 Yanyue people, will Yanyue start a war with our Tianyu?" "It's impossible to start a war. The Yanyue people are now fighting with the Shaka people. He doesn't have the energy to start a war with us, let alone this is just a border conflict." Yang Tianyou said.

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable, there will never be a war, haha, haha." Ouyang Chenpi said with a half smile. "Look, you are afraid again." "Who is afraid, who is afraid is the grandson!" "Grandson" "Who are you talking about!" "Who should I call who?"

"Assemble! The third team comes out and assemble!" "Assemble, hurry up"

The Tianyu Empire's army is composed of five people, ten teams are squads, ten squads are divisions, seven to ten are brigades, and three to five brigades are legions.

On the school field, 500 officers and soldiers of the 3000rd Brigade known as Huya under the White Tiger Legion were ready to go.Murong Lun, commander of the third brigade, stood in front of the huge army formation. Murong Lun was nearly forty years old, and he was a little bit fat, but he couldn't stop the bloody aura emanating from him. This is the real warrior on the battlefield! "Brothers, our division is called Huya, that's what we fought! We are the teeth of the White Tiger Legion, we are a sharp knife, and the meaning of our existence is to move forward, move forward, and move forward!" "Huya Division, attack Everything!" The adjutant yelled the slogan just right. "Huya Division, you are invincible! Huya Division, you are invincible!" More than [-] soldiers roared at the same time, their voices soaring into the sky, and even the clouds in the sky were blown away by this heroic spirit. "The whole army set off!" The [-] troops left the school grounds under the leadership of their respective officers.