I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Strong energy surged in the body, and the body rose involuntarily, crossing streets and buildings, flying over a large red field of sweet potato, and finally saw a towering stone city in front of it.

The stone city was built on the bank of the mountain and river, surrounded by fog and gloomy. Through the translucent smoke, you can see countless stone houses built on the mountain, with nine curves returning, like an eight-array diagram. There are several stone houses behind, standing in the shape of ladders on the back mountainside.

"Is this a stone city left over from ancient times?" Zhu Qingyu thought to himself as he landed on a stone roof in the back mountain.

In such a large stone city, where is Jiang Ping located?

Just as I was thinking about it, a small voice prompted: "The target Stone City has arrived, please start protecting the law!"

"Mom, I don't know if I've arrived at Stone City, and I won't tell you where it is!" Zhu Qingyu muttered, and jumped into Stone City.

The stone city is entirely covered with red sand, and is surrounded by a city wall. The wall is two and a half meters high and one meter wide. There is a square hole every one meter on the wall for shooters to hide and shoot.

Within the city wall are stone houses that are both independent and connected to each other. The stone houses are all built with stones, and even the roofs are covered with slates. There is no cement or lime solidification, and they have withstood the wind and rain and are as stable as Mount Tai.

Zhu Qingyu searched in the maze-like stone city. For some reason, the stone city was filled with fog and gloomy air. His whole body felt cold and he had goosebumps.

"Woo--" A white bald shadow floated past his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

"Ghost!" His first concept flashed out, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Then, there seemed to be white shadows floating in each stone house, stirring up waves of black evil aura.

There seemed to be the shouts of thousands of troops and horses, and the sound of horse hooves galloped past...

Then, there was the sound of clashing swords and soldiers, and the sound of soldiers killing each other...

Zhu Qingyu listened to these sounds as if he were enjoying music, and was unconsciously confused by them, and those fluttering shadows just now stabbed at him with sharp swords!

Zhu Qingyu had no idea that he was still indulged in the beautiful sonorous music of ancient battlefields and even beat the beat...

Several long swords floated towards him with cold light, and struck directly at his head...

When several cold swords were about to approach his head, suddenly a golden light shield appeared on his head, there were several loud "bang bang" sounds, light smoke flew everywhere, the cold swords broke, and the sword heads fell to the ground.

The white shadows were frightened and fled one after another with black energy.

Zhu Qingyu was awakened from the sound of music by these explosions. He pushed away a wisp of black air from his eyes and suddenly saw a bald monk standing on the city wall. The monk held the Zen staff with his palms upright on his chest. Black evil aura enveloped his whole body, but the golden light at both ends of the Zen staff was dazzling.

This shadow looks so familiar. After a closer look, isn't it Ziyang Wudi who has been frozen to death by the ice energy? Why are you showing up here again? Could this be his soul?

While he was thinking about it, he saw the Zen staff turning, and the broad swords at both ends flashed with golden light. With a loud shout of "Hi", the blade of the sword turned into countless golden needles and shot towards Zhu Qingyu.

Zhu Qingyu immediately used the Ruyi Divine Palm, and a ball of divine fire rushed forward, but it failed to touch the monk's body. On the contrary, countless golden needles shot straight through the fireball!

Zhu Qingyu was shocked and quickly rolled backwards, then rolled eighteen times on the spot, although he avoided the frontal shot from the flying needle.

He was struggling like a carp, but before he could stand upright, the monk raised his Zen staff, and the golden needles flew towards him again!

At this time, a golden mask immediately appeared on Zhu Qingyu's head. The golden needles fell close to the mask. However, he was not so lucky below the chest. He was hit by a needle in his left arm, which caused excruciating pain.

How holy is this place to have such a weapon! It seems that today is going to fall into the hands of this person.

However, he was not willing to be defeated by the opponent like this. He had to be more heroic even if he died, so that he could live up to the title of King of Protector Soldiers.

He cheered up, and before he was about to stand up, he pushed out a palm, and a powerful silver-white zhenqi spurted towards the monk!

The monk was not surprised. He hurriedly recited two incantations and made a "hula" sound. Two flames burned blazingly at both ends of the Zen staff. He waved the Zen staff, and the ice energy immediately turned into water droplets, making a "buzz" sound on his Zen staff. Voice.

Both of the special moves have been used, and both were defeated by the opponent. It seems that they can only be captured without any help.

However, he was indeed unwilling to do so, because he still had a mission to complete, and there were still those beauties waiting for the hero to return.

The monk laughed loudly and said: "Zhu Qingyu! You have killed me twice. The first time was when I was hit and fainted by you because I didn't know how to do it. The second time was when I was frozen because I didn't expect that you had ice energy." Zombie, this is the third time you deserve to die!"

Ziyang is invincible! He's not dead yet! Unexpectedly, less than half a year after he pretended to die by holding his breath in the Golden Buddha Temple, this kid actually mastered the Vajra Needle and Yin-Yang Fire, and even broke my Ice Qi and Divine Fire! This, this, this is really confusing!

Zhu Qingyu bit hard, opened his eyes angrily and said, "Zi Yang is invincible! If I fall in your hands today, kill me if you want. I won't even blink! I just want to ask clearly, where is Jiang Ping? You answer I!"

Ziyang Wudi snorted coldly and said: "Oh, you are already dead anyway, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. That beauty of yours is not here. I have been sold to human traffickers and am going to Vietnam or Africa to give birth to other people's children, hahahaha... …”

"Zi Yang Wudi, you are so fucking vicious and shameless!" Zhu Qingyu was so angry that his eyes bulged out, his whole body was shaking, and his voice changed his tone: "You and I are on the same side, we have no grievances, why do you always go against me?

"Haha! You still want to ask why? I can only tell you that receiving money from others helps others to eliminate disasters. Do you understand? Shanping is too poor. If you want to make a fortune, you can only do this kind of business... Hehe , Why am I talking so much nonsense? Just take the attack!" After saying that, he held up his Zen staff and stabbed straight at him!

Zhu Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed forward with both palms at the same time. The ice energy and the fire ball blended in the air, turning into countless blood-red water droplets. The water droplets rotated and quickly formed a giant umbrella in front of Zhu Qingyu, and all the golden needles were absorbed. , melting into the blood. At the end, the giant umbrella closed up and turned into a blood-red sword, which was held in Zhu Qingyu's hand.

"Yin Yang Umbrella! Blood Red Sword!" Zi Yang Wudi was extremely surprised. After exclaiming twice, he suddenly disappeared with his Zen staff.

"Shadow Escape Technique!" Zhu Qingyu was surprised. Can Ziyang Wudi also perform the Escape Technique? Could it be that someone from the Wuying Gang taught him the technique?

He looked at the blood-red sword in his hand again, feeling happy in his heart. The blood-red sword is a peerless object that has been rumored for many years in the world. It is said that on the shores of the South China Sea, many martial arts masters went to the South China Sea to find this treasure. They killed each other and blood flowed. Unexpectedly, in this stone city, it was achieved in their own hands! The blood-red sword evolved from the yin-yang umbrella formed by divine fire and ice energy. In this case, we have to thank Ziyang Wudi!

"Then the blood-red sword can evolve into an umbrella?" he thought.

Holding the sword, he tried to shout: "Open!" The sword instantly turned into a giant blood-red umbrella. Then he said: "Take it!" The giant umbrella immediately turned into a blood-red sword.

"With a sword in my hand, I can go anywhere in the world! The moment I swing the sword, there is smoke everywhere!" Looking at the sword, Zhu Qingyu suddenly became inspired by poetry. Although this poem is not very poetic, it still rhymes and is catchy.

Zhu Qingyu had no intention of chasing Ziyang Wudi, he had to rescue Jiang Ping quickly.

He jumped into the sky and instinctively waved his sword at Stone City. Stone City exploded continuously, the stone houses collapsed, and the smoke filled the air!

He didn't expect this sword to be so powerful, and he was even more excited.

Under the stone city are the turbulent mountains and rivers. If Jiang Ping is smuggled out of town, he can only pass through this river.

He lifted his feet and flew along the mountains and rivers like a swift...

Both sides of the mountains, rivers and rivers are cut like knives and axes, and the trees are above the cliffs. Therefore, the river banks cannot hide any pedestrians, and they only need to pursue them along the river.

About five minutes later, Zhu Qingyu came to a place similar to a dock. There were two boats on the river. There was a wide sandy land on the right side of the river, and there were two shabby houses with brick and wood structures on the ground. There is a solid stone wall around the house as a barrier. Mobile sentries are set up on and inside the stone wall. The sentries all carry rifles on their backs.

Zhu Qingyu knew at a glance that this dock must be a den set up by criminals and a cargo transfer station. Jiang Ping was probably here.

"One hundred and fifty meters to the right of the target, inside the stone wall." A small voice reminded.

So he hid under a camphor tree by the river and observed the movement, waiting for the best opportunity.

After a while, I saw a door open wide, and a group of people pushed a man with his head covered and his hands tied out, and walked straight to the wooden boat on the river.

At this time, the sentries were all concentrating on watching the scene inside. Zhu Qingyu took the opportunity to duck to the edge of the stone wall outside, and bowed to the door of the stone wall.

When the people inside came out noisily, Zhu Qingyu attacked with lightning speed. The people in front of him suddenly fell down before they could even grunt. When others reacted, he had already hugged the man whose head was covered. In his hand, he flashed under the camphor tree.

"Someone was robbed! Someone was robbed!" A soldier on the wall shouted loudly, and fired two shots at Zhu Qingyu randomly.

Immediately there was loud gunfire and bullets whizzed over. The man at the head was wearing a scarf and had dark skin. He looked obviously Arab.

"Come here, don't come back if you can't find anyone!" the Arab said in Chinese, waving his Arabian scimitar. It seemed that this person had been in China for more than a year or two.

Several people pointed at the camphor trees and screamed, running towards us. Their appearance was the same as that of Chinese people, but their language was incomprehensible. They seemed to be Vietnamese.

The gunshots became more and more intensive, bullets crackled on the camphor trees, and leaves fell one after another.

Zhu Qingyu didn't have time to open the mask for the masked man, and suddenly he rose into the air, raising the blood-red sword in his hand, bam bam bam! Just like the landmines in the anti-war movies, it exploded into a large area. The people who were chasing me were blown into eight pieces before they could cry for their parents! <