Martial Arts World

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There is a small trough in the Guanzhong area not far from Hanzhong, and there is a large-scale gold soldier battalion under the direct control of the emperor of the Golden Kingdom. ∷∷，

That night the barracks suddenly clamored, and then the flames of the Chinese military account were burned out. Thousands of gold soldiers were chaotic, noisy and noisy.

Jin Guozhao Wang Wanyan Honglie rushed out of the blaze of the Chinese army tent, rushed to join the barracks leader under heavy protection, and looked at the top five masters who were not far away.

The ancient military barracks were very taboo at night, and if they were not able to do so, it would turn into a horrible barrage. At this time, the barracks owners would not be able to take care of anything else, and they would be appeased to stabilize the frightened officers.

Wan Yanlie is not an ignorant person. Although he is angry and mad, he has not been able to direct the golden soldiers gathered around him. He just wants them to encircle the Chinese army area firmly. That's it, whether it is Hong Qigong or Lin Sha's fighting power is really amazing.

"Is King Zhao all right?"

When Yan Honglie was in shock, and he was busy arranging the encircling circle to adjust the protection of the guards around him, a quiet voice suddenly sounded around him and frightened him.

"It's Grandpa Qian!"

When I looked back, I saw the old **** who had just displayed great power, pressed Hong Qigong and fought Lin Sha again. Wan Yanlie patted the heartbeat on his chest and eased his breath. Father looks so bad, is it all right?"

It's no wonder that he is so. The old eunuch's old face was scary pale, almost white under the blaze of fire. Wan Yanlie's heart sank and sinked. The old **** Qian Gong's identity is not only unusual. Moreover, he just saw the performance of Wu Gong Gao Qiang, but now...

"It's okay. It's just a slight injury. It's fine after a while!"

Father Gong's eyes flashed with resentment. Said sharply with a blank expression on his face.

"It's okay!"

Wan Yanlie sighed with relief, and eagerly pointed to the fierce fighting in the Chinese army area. Shen Sheng asked, "Who are the two assassins of Grandpa Qian?"

"The long-faced big man is Hong Qigong, the beggar gang master. As for the one who didn't know him later, he had never heard of such a master on rivers and lakes!"

The **** Qian faced like water, and replied with a deep voice while running the body's true qi to recover from the injury.

"Return thieves!"

After Yan Honglie gritted his teeth, his face was resentful, and his eyes were roaring coldly like a knife: "Must keep them, this operation must not have any accident!"

His status at this time was very embarrassing because he married an unidentified Han princess. He has almost lost the right of succession to the throne, and even became a joke for the entire royal family.

Right now it is easy to get this opportunity to increase weight in the heart of the old emperor, he never wants to have any accidents halfway.

"I'm afraid it's not easy, because both of them are in the air gap on the rivers and lakes and it is difficult to completely block their back road!" Grandpa Qian's eyes flashed, Shen Sheng reminded.

"It's not easy to do!"

Wan Yanlie's face was grim, and he shouted: "They dare to provoke my majesty of majesty, only a dead end can never let them go!"

"Then King Zhao should dispatch elite cavalry to block the surrounding roads as soon as possible!"

There was a trace of disdain on Father Gong's face, and he said something softly even though he was not very optimistic. Haven't you seen chaos around the barracks?

"That's it!"

Wan Yanlie ordered immediately, separated half of the guards around him, and informed the barracks generals, while gathering the gathered golden soldiers, and kept running to the rear barracks to take horses and arrange peripheral interceptions.

"It's better for King Zhao to retreat a little bit. Don't get too far to attract the attention of the two top experts. No one knows if they have other means of remote attack!"

After seeing Yan Honglie's command, if the distribution is reasonable, Grandpa Qian nodded secretly. He moved forward and stopped before Yan Honglie reminded.

"Tie the three of them, can you leave these two assassins?"

Wan Yanlie's face looked sluggish. Immediately, the subject changed, and he pointed to the burly-shaped man wearing three animal skins and a bone armor.

"Unclear. It depends on how long they can maintain this special state?"

Duke Qiang's eyes showed a hint of fear, and the look of the three beasts' strong men was very complicated.

"I really did not expect that the strength of the three of them is so strong!"

Wan Yanlie's eyes flickered and exclaimed if he thought deeply.

"Huh, as Shamanism, they have assembled almost the entire grassland resources, and the top Wolf God guards who have worked hard to cultivate. It is no surprise that their strength is comparable to the innate masters of Central Plains Wulin!"

Duke Qian's eyes flashed with disdain, shook his head and grumbled coldly.

Wan Yanlie heard the expression and moved curiously, and asked, "I wonder how many top guards like the Wolf God are like Shamanism, do they have such a powerful force?"

"With the barren resources of the grasslands, the shamanism has worked hard to train less than ten people. I heard that they have been quenched with secret medicine since childhood and have been tempered by life and death. Only the guys who stand up have the hope to reach the current level!"

Grandpa Qian's mouth was very disdainful, and he snorted softly: "But their potential is over. Unless they meet the chance of heaven, they will never hope to go further!"

For the old eunuchs and other inborn mid-level super masters, the tangible road ahead is the most important, and the average person can't bear the martial arts hard to make progress in life.

The shamanistic training mode of the Wolf God guard is extremely **** and cruel. It is completely the principle of the elimination of the law of the jungle. It can't survive the past, and it can't survive the last death of the grassland beast.

Moreover, the Shamanistic self-proclaimed wolf **** messenger, while cruelly exploiting the large tribes to hand over a large number of offerings, did indeed maintain the survival of the grassland tribes.

Without their existence, with the powerful master power possessed by Daikin, there is no possibility of the existence of a large tribe in the grassland. Once any tribe has a rise, it immediately sends a master to kill its leader in the cradle, because there are shamanism and wolves. The existence of the guard of the gods made dajin not to overdo it.

The martial arts world is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There are many top-notch masters on the rivers and lakes. Could there be no top-notch masters in the few countries that dominate the Central Plains?

how can that be?

Could it be that the life of the ninth five-year-old venerable grandmaster could not be arbitrarily squeezed by the roughness of the rivers and lakes?

"That's amazing too!"

Wan Yanlie was still full of marvels, and after a moment of pondering, he suddenly asked: "I don't know, is it possible to recruit these top wolf **** guards..."

"Don't even think about Wang Zhao!"

Grandpa Qian interrupted Yan Honglie's delusions with impunity, and said coldly: "These guys are fanatical shamans, and their entire body and mind are given to the eternal life. On the grassland, they are above the existence of the tribes and patriarchs. There is no possibility of solicitation!"

After seeing Yan Honglie, with a pity, he sneered: "Well, Zhao Wang should not worry, even if they are recruited, they can't be used, neither the Central Plains Taoists nor the Buddhist gates can allow them to be arrogant!"

"Zhongyuan Taoism and Buddhism?"

Wan Yanlie looked as if he had heard something weird and funny. He twitched his lips to show his disdain and sneered: "Did Qian Gong refer to Quanzhen Sect and Shaolin Temple?"

During this time, he also contacted and attracted some strange people, and he was no stranger to the top powers.

"Taoism has a wide range of branches, not just a whole true religion!"

There was a trace of disapproval in the eyes of the old eunuch, and he gently shook his head and said coldly: "Seven of the eight Buddhist temples are in the Central Plains. Shaolin is nothing but a Zen ancestral court!"

Hiss!

Wan Yanlie took a deep breath when he heard the words, and his face was shocked and said: "The Central Plains really can't underestimate the hidden dragon and lying tiger!"

"King Zhao doesn't have to be this way!"

The old **** looked disapproved and sharply chuckled: "Our Daikin is not a vegetarian. There are many offerings above the congenital realm alone, otherwise the Shamans will be so depressed that they bow their heads and lose, and obediently send the top Wolf God guards to serve ?"

"Same thing!"

Wan Yanlie's eyes flickered, and he laughed with the old eunuch's words.

In my heart, it was a storm.

Until today, the core secrets were known from the mouth of Qiangong Gong, and then glanced at the five who were shocked, and the eyes of one of the superhuman masters were fiery.

In addition, I ignored the Taoist Buddhism before, and think about it. It is a religion that has been inherited for more than a thousand years. Although it has definitely suffered from the war, it is nothing compared to its deep heritage.

In the past dynasties, there have been many acts of destroying the Buddha and suppressing the Dao. In the end, has the Buddha become more and more prosperous, and is the Dao suppressed and stronger?

The strength of the masters of the rivers and lakes is too horrible, one person is enough to be able to match an elite team of thousands. If the timing is right and the shot is appropriate, even if it is more effective than the elite of 10,000 people~www.wuxiaspot.com~the two in front The best example is the great masters of the rivers and lakes. The 5,000-strong camp of the golden army was disturbed by the two of them into a pot of congee, and even the account of the Chinese army was burned to a fire. The soldiers in the defense battalion had already exploded.

Thinking about it, I felt that my heart was chilling. If it was not a matter of this operation, the old emperor specially sent the confidant **** Qian Gong from his side to guard, and transferred three shamanist top wolf **** guards to help out. Hong Qigong, who was near, didn't know what would happen if he didn't have the money.

Fearing one side and another fiery in his heart, he must solicit such master guards, otherwise he will not sleep well after traveling.

"The unfavorable situation has changed. Zajia looked down on the young innate master. Zhao Wang quickly withdrew and let the peripheral soldiers prepare a strong crossbow. They must leave that guy!"

The old eunuch's exclaimation awakened Wan Yanlie from his imagination and hurriedly looked up at the Chinese military area. He was stunned by the scene in front of him... (to be continued...) () 》Only represents the author’s point of view, Pai Yunzhang. If you find that its content violates the laws of the country, please delete it. Your position is only to provide a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!