The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Yuanzhen: "..."

Chonghe: "..."

Zhen Guowei: "..."

Zhao Dingbian exhaled lightly, this grandson likes to play exciting games, for a moment just now, he felt that this grandson was out of play.

But since that's the case...

He ordered in a deep voice: "Within an hour, hunt and kill all these 2000 people, and don't let any one come to the top of the mountain!"

"Yes!"

Zhen Guowei was very excited. They gave up their mounts this time when they went into the mountain. They did face a lot of pressure from the cavalry just now, and they could only withstand [-] cavalry at most.

But now, those people lost their mounts, like tigers without teeth.

Even in the eyes of others, they may still be elite, but in the eyes of Zhen Guowei, they are lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Especially these cavalry, obviously have no experience in jungle warfare.

The two sides seem to have a huge disparity in military strength, but it is actually a hunting game!

More than 30 Zhen Guowei scattered in all directions in an instant.

As soon as Chonghe Taoist's complexion changed, he immediately flicked the dust fly, and the white thread immediately turned into a series of white silks, attacking the necks of every Zhen Guowei.

Zhao Ding smiled calmly, and just turned the Potianji halberd, the tyrannical true energy surged, covering the entire mountaintop in an instant.

"Boom!"

A piece of white silk snapped and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of Bai Ling snapping could not be heard, and before the slightest threat to Zhen Guowei, they all smashed their halberds into the sand.

After a brief emptiness, Zhen Guowei had disappeared on the top of the mountain, broke into pieces, and sneaked into the jungle of Wanggui Mountain.

"how come?"

Chong and Taoist were horrified. Although this whisk was not his strongest treasure, it was also a real top-grade magic weapon.

And what he urged just now is the unique Taoism in the sect, the Taishang Fuchen Kungfu.

As we all know, Daofa overcomes martial arts.

If there is no so-called fortune of the country, Wu Fu has no chance of winning in front of the people of the sect!

But now, he has clearly been ordered by the monarch of Wei State, so it is absolutely impossible for him to be affected by the fate of the country.

But why is this so good at brushing the dust, in front of Zhao Dingbian, a martial artist, it is like a street performer's tricks, it will shatter when touched?

Zhao Dingbian just mobilized his zhenqi in an ordinary way, but he can have such power.

The white silk was broken, but the grass and trees were fine and unharmed, and I didn't even notice the invasion of true energy.

It takes a lot of vigor and true energy.

And how precise the control of true energy is required.

This... is really something a warrior can do?

Chong and Taoist looked at the bald whisk in his hand, and fell into a daze.

Monk Yuanzhen also sensed that something was wrong, the smile on his face had long since disappeared. He and Taoist Chonghe had always been [-]-[-] in strength. This scene already showed that Zhao Dingbian's strength far exceeded his expectations.

He hastily said: "True man, surrender this killing star together with the poor monk!"

Before the words fell, the golden bowl in his hand was sacrificed.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

With a mantra, the golden bowl rises into the sky, and the light of the supreme Buddha suddenly appears. The whole Wanggui Mountain is as bright as day, and the sound of Buddha is lingering, just like a solemn Foshan.

And the golden bowl also inflated several times out of thin air, firmly locking onto Zhao Dingbian's energy, and covering it tightly.

Zhao Dingbian's expression was indifferent, knowing that he had no way to hide under the locked air mechanism, he simply did not dodge or dodge, and let Jin Bo envelop him in it.

"call……"

Monk Yuanzhen breathed a long sigh of relief, and walked slowly to the huge golden bowl.

The look of panic has disappeared, and he put his hands on the golden bowl with a smile: "Benefactor Zhao, you can't get the blood Buddha to cross, but the poor monk comes to cross."

After finishing speaking, he drew a few Buddhist mantras in the air, preparing to shrink the golden bowl and take it back in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the golden bowl did not move at all.

An extremely dangerous feeling emerged from his heart, and he immediately jumped up and retreated quickly.

Before half a breath, there was a clear roaring sound from within the golden bowl, and a unparalleled sharp wind broke through the air, and the golden bowl immediately flew upside down, shrinking rapidly in the air, and it was originally strong. The Buddha's light also dimmed.

"Oh!"

Monk Yuanzhen stretched out his hand to catch the golden bowl, but he felt a huge force carrying true energy forcefully into his meridians.

All of a sudden, the meridians and dantian trembled violently, and he managed to use the Buddhist heart method to try to resolve it.

And the golden bowl in his hand has been broken into two halves, it seems that it can no longer be used.

He and Taoist Chonghe looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

In just one meeting, the two lost a high-grade magic weapon each.

Why can a martial artist be so tyrannical?

Zhao Dingbian had a look of surprise and shock: "I didn't expect the two of you to be so proficient in Taoism and Buddhism. It seems that Zhao must show his real skills!"

Before he finished speaking, he directly raised his broken sky halberd and attacked the two of them.

Exquisite Buddhism and Taoism are of course just bullshit.

He is a general.

He only uses killing skills in his life, so naturally he doesn't pay attention to the demeanor of a master.

After roughly figuring out the strength of the two of them, he has only one goal, and that is to kill people!

The two in front of him are both the top masters of the Wei Kingdom, and they are both Buddhist and Taoist. No matter what their identities are, they are enough for him to kill.