key to come

Could it be him who wrote it?

The problem is, that is his master!

Did he want to tell himself this?Must be right?

"Good poem." Ji Wangshu frowned slightly.

This bastard has such talent, but his heart is not in the right way.

Ji Yunzheng, who was inside, could not help feeling very emotional when listening to Shen Lang's teasing.

If such a person were to take the imperial examination, it wouldn't be justifiable for him not to be the number one scholar, right?

In particular, the master's grasp of the fighter is like the rebirth of the ancient soldier Han Xin.

"Except for masters, listen to the master's command!" Ji Yunzheng said loudly.

He wanted to see how capable Shen Lang was.

If it weren't for Shen Lang, there were mental arithmetic and Wuxin on the opposite side, two fourth-rank masters, and so many men in black...

He was a little scared when he thought about it, he was afraid that he would be forced to travel thousands of miles with his gods.

Not only Ji Yunzheng, but Uncle Hua was also very glad that after listening to Shen Lang, he not only mobilized the Jinyiwei in the city, but also mobilized five hundred soldiers and a general in the city.

Otherwise... If something happens to the crown prince, he will have no face to face His Majesty.

"I don't have a colorful phoenix or two flying wings, but I have a clear heart...Sir, Ji Wangshu?" Ji Yunruo muttered.

When Shen Lang was involved, Sister Ji also became Ji Wangshu, very real.

At first, she thought it was Luo Xi or Li Yunchen, but she didn't expect Ji Wangshu. Isn't Ji Wangshu too overwhelmed?How could there be uncut love.

The mental activities and conversations of several people happened at the same time.

At this time, Uncle Hua had already attacked the man, and was about to kill him with one blow from Ji Wangshu's ability, but the warrior's instinct told him that he was in great danger.

If this punch passes, he will die with this person!

hum!

With a dodge, he fell behind, and a black air hit his original position.

I saw an old man in white appeared in the air, holding a voodoo doll in his hand, with a cold face.

"Third grade? Wizard?" Uncle Hua's expression changed.

"Today, everyone must die!" The white-clothed old man's beard and hair were all stretched out.

His arrangement was flawless, and he should have caught the opponent by surprise, but he didn't expect that he would be deflated as soon as he showed up.

He had just rescued the warlock over there, and he rescued the warrior here again, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Breakthrough!"

As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, Ji Wangshu's momentum rose steadily.

At this time, only the third rank can fight against the third rank. If she is still the peak of the fourth rank, everyone will be slaughtered by this wizard within a quarter of an hour.

"Ji Wangshu." Countless ghosts appeared behind the white-clothed old man, and the sound of ghosts crying and screaming could be heard endlessly.

"Xiaotian? General Wu?"

Uncle Hua's face remained unchanged, two familiar souls were behind the man!

Xiaotian is a eunuch, a fifth-rank martial artist. He went out to perform a mission last year and disappeared. He was found dead only through the calculation of the royal warlock.

General Wu was a good general who led troops. He was a fourth-rank warrior. He was killed in the fight against Tubo four years ago, and his body was not recovered.

Although those souls could not exert their fighting power before birth, they were just as difficult to deal with.

"Eunuch Li, come here to stop him, let's deal with it quickly." As soon as Ji Wangshu finished speaking, black and white wrapped around the old man in white.

"If you are not in the state of mind and have broken through the third rank, I am afraid that you will be haunted by demons and have limited achievements in your life? Why, you don't want to imitate those demons and heretics and absorb others' luck?"

"Poverty Dao naturally wouldn't take that evil way, Taoists shouldn't have this kind of kung fu."

The old man in white was covered with black mist, intertwined with Ji Wangshu's black and white: "Your soul is mine today!"

Ji Wangshu ignored his provocation in the slightest, and the Dao Yun circulated in his body, attacking him.

Ignoring the shocked Li Yunchen, Shen Lang's heart turned like electricity.

Is absorbing other people's luck a demon heretic?Ji Wangshu still thinks that this skill shouldn't exist?

It seems that Tianzong is not as simple as he imagined.

He wasn't idle here either, the advantage he had gained before couldn't turn the tide of the battle at all, and he would only die a little slower if he fought like this.

Ji Wangshu had just broken through to the third rank, no matter how she fought, she was no match for the old man.

But what Shen Lang wanted was for her to buy some time for the time being.

"Luo Xi, the Five Elements Formation is up to you!" Shen Lang shouted.

"En." Luo Xi nodded slowly, her whole body floated into the air, and countless leaves frantically came to her from the forest.

In the forest opposite, the trees within a few tens of meters quickly became a little light, just like the hair of a normal person getting thinner and thinner after losing their hair.

The man in black, who had been wandering in the forest before, began to have nowhere to hide.

"Shoot the arrows, kill all the men in black first!" Shen Lang shouted: "Don't bother with the battlefield of masters!"

Hearing this, the general on the roof bowed his bow and set his arrows, aiming directly at those bloody men in black, like a sniper, and called them one by one.

Jin Yiwei, soldiers, shoot arrows at the same time!

Luo Xi felt that she had not only recovered her cultivation, but even had a feeling that she had already broken through.

The leaves crazily entangled towards the fourth-rank warrior on the ground, and vines stretched out from the forest.

This five-element array can not only trap the soul of a wizard, but can even share the spiritual power of other people.

Shen Lang and others, plus the people behind, completely became Luo Xi's battery at this time, helping her cast spells.

Shen Lang has experimented here many times, and he came to only one conclusion.

[The five-element array is set up, with Luo Xi as the main one, and can kill two fourth-rank masters when Ji Wangshu is pestering a third-rank wizard]

Li Yunchen, Ji Yunzheng, and Ji Yunruo couldn't do it, only Luo Xi could.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the Yin-Yang Family had no Wuling Xuantong with wood attributes, and Luo Xi was the only one, so they lacked experience in facing each other.

Unlike Li Yunchen, they have already figured out their Taoist skills.

Ji Yunzheng was originally a martial artist, and he only used a few moves back and forth, and he went up completely as a gift.

Moreover, Uncle Hua would not let Ji Yunzheng and Ji Yunruo be in danger.

A wisp of black air wanted to attack Ji Wangshu from behind, but a wall of leaves blocked Ji Wangshu's back.

The martial artist on the ground was about to regroup when his hands and feet were suddenly entangled by vines.

The warlock in the distance took a breather because of the third-rank wizard's attack, but he was located in Gen, which is a mountain, and the five elements wood restrained the earth. Luo Xi easily made his skills not perform so well.

At this moment, Luo Xi, who was seriously injured and ignored by everyone, became the key point of this war!

Chapter 72 Escape!

Feeling the surging spiritual power, Luo Xi began to show off.

Wherever Konoha dances, there is fire burning!

The five-element wood lit a fire, and as Luoxi's leaves rubbed against each other rapidly in the air, little sparks ignited in the air.

She forcibly drains the water from the leaves, and a dragon spawns in the air.

With her bare hand swaying gently, the not-so-powerful fire dragon once again broke the magician's spellcasting.

"it is good!"

The old gambler yelled, and punched the warlock.

Even if the warlock used Kunlun, he couldn't resist at this time and flew towards the Five Elements Formation.

When he was flying in mid-air, Luo Xi stretched out his hand again, and countless vines bound him directly, and dragged him desperately into the Five Elements Formation.

Not everyone can use this five-element formation. If you give your spiritual power or even your own life to others, Li Yunchen will definitely not trust Luo Xi, among other things.

The soldiers behind must obey orders, so they will not resist at this time. Ji Yunzheng and Ji Yunruo have a deep trust in Shen Lang, so they also believe in Shen Lang's decision.

Moreover, this five-element formation also has a disadvantage, that is, there is a limit to the transmission of spiritual power back and forth. With so many people supporting Luo Xi, she can only use the fifth-rank spiritual power. This is because of her own talent and level. high enough.

There is also a limit to the enhancement supported by this formation. Five fourth-rank peaks can't reach the power of third-rank if they try their best to pour it on a person, and other than warriors will even be blown up.

It can be said that apart from being sleepy, this five-element array has some tasteless abilities, but it is this tasteless ability that allows Shen Lang to seize the opportunity.

This is still the reason for his lack of knowledge. If he can integrate everyone's abilities, this battle will be more perfect.

It's a pity that Shen Lang's time in this world is too short, and his understanding of the abilities of each department is still limited. It is impossible to make a final decision when writing vaguely, after all, the winning rate over there is [-]%.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the two proud subordinates couldn't hold on anymore, and the number of men in black was getting smaller and smaller, the old man in white couldn't help but start not to care about whether he would be injured.

The ghosts around him scattered in all directions, towards the Five Elements Formation, Uncle Hua, the old drunkard, and the soldiers, Jin Yiwei, entangled them.

This battle will probably consume his 20 years of accumulation!

"Uncle Hua, exchange injury for injury, kill this one on the ground!"

"Old gambler, don't worry about your injuries, otherwise you will lose this battle!"

As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, the two ignored the ghost's attack, and the old gambler threw the warlock into the five-element formation with a dice cup. Uncle Hua's hand was like white jade, and he crazily inserted into the neck of the warrior lying on the ground.

The fast speed also has a disadvantage, that is, the power is insufficient, and at this time, it can only attack the vital points.

Uncle Hua used both hands, missed his eyes, stuck his neck, and kicked his crotch. The fight was like a gangster fighting, and even left behind shadows.

This is the ancient martial arts, this is the national art, the modern martial arts are suitable for strengthening the body after removing the ultimate move, but what Uncle Hua uses is the essence, the killing technique in the national art.

After the warlock entered the five-element formation, the general standing on it instinctively bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot the warlock's head with an arrow.

In the formation, he can't use the eight doors to move!

The old gambler saw the right moment, a short knife appeared in his hand, and directly stabbed the warlock in the head.

What should I do if the other party reneges on the bet?Bright knife!

What he is best at is not the dice cup and dice, but the knife!

puff...

This knife was stuck firmly in.

"Ninety percent...eight?"

This was the old warlock's biggest doubt.

What about ninety-eight percent?

The prince didn't die, he died instead, he was not convinced!

God, bully me!

Wait, Qi...is that how he died?

As for the martial artist Uncle Hua faced, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he gradually lost his breath.

It looks like he is dead, but things are not that simple.

As long as the warlock breaks his formation, he can be easily killed, but the warrior is not easy to kill. This fourth-rank warrior just looks as if he is dead, but he can't be really killed in a short time. This is also the horror of the warrior. place.

"Your Highness..."

boom!

The general on the roof began to bleed from his orifices, and half of the soldiers behind him turned into mummies.

If you don't form an army, ordinary soldiers will be unparalleled.

With casualties, these soldiers guarding the city couldn't help but panic.

They are not soldiers at the frontier, and they cannot be ordered and prohibited like the most elite troops.

This is what Shen Lang regrets, this battle is destined to have casualties, unless he himself can penetrate the power of everyone, the old gambler and Uncle Hua, Ji Wangshu, Li Yunchen, he has no chance to penetrate these people at all, No one will tell him.

However, these people are not his people, and he is not familiar with him. Faced with their deaths, Shen Lang's heart is not fluctuating, just like when he saw how many people died when he swiped Weibo, he would feel sad and mourn, but There won't be much reality.