The north gate of Qinglong Town,

This seemingly ordinary town is now full of noise and busyness.

Whether it is the south or the north of the city, there is a lively atmosphere.

People may think that this is just an ordinary town, but in fact, it hides many unknown secrets.

Everyone knows that the Lingnan Wen family has always been low-key, but few people know about their relationship with Nan Jue.

Few people have been to Lingnan, because there are poisonous miasma everywhere, and even fewer people are lucky enough to go deep into the hinterland of Lingnan.

At the north gate of Qinglong Town, there are bursts of shouting and killing, as if to tear the whole world apart.

Most people in the rivers and lakes have never experienced fighting, but the Lingnan Wen family is different.

They participated in the coup of Emperor Shenwu and accumulated rich combat experience.

Wenhujiu is one of them. At this moment, he sits leisurely on Bai Liuli's head, slightly looking up, staring at the front.

Above Bai Liuli's head, there were hundreds of wine jugs hanging, like a spectacular sea of ​​wine.

Wen Hujiu waved his hand casually, and more than a dozen wine jugs broke at the same time, and the clear wine fell like a waterfall. He narrowed his eyes, feeling the fierce battle around him, and his mouth corners slightly raised.

The spilled wine was instantly intercepted by a wonderful force.

Then Wen Hujiu threw his robe, spun his hand lightly, and the wine began to spin in his hand, like a long dragon.

"Go!"

With a wave of his long sleeves, a ten-foot long dragon leaped up and rushed straight into the sky.

Finally, this long dragon, along with the long dragons of other Wen family Xiaoyao Tianjing masters, gathered together.

This long dragon is very large and requires a lot of true energy.

Wen Hujiu looked up at the water dragon formed by the wine in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't seen such a scene for ten years. Killing people? Who likes to kill people? If I don't kill you, you will probably kill us!"

The long dragon formed by the wine in the sky collapsed in an instant and turned into rain.

The soldiers who surrounded and killed them saw that it suddenly rained.

Just a slight surprise, no one thought that there was anything unusual about the rain.

But the whole area exuded a strong aroma of wine.

Among the soldiers, there were also many generals in the Vajra Mortal Realm.

Some people looked closely and saw that there were actually very small insects wandering in the wine.

Moreover, there were such insects in almost every drop of water. He exclaimed: "The water is poisonous..."

The soldiers hid, but it was a heavy rain. How to avoid the heavy rain without an umbrella?

After all, armor can't do it, the whole body is closed.

Anyone who got touched by the rain would be poisoned.

The poisoned soldiers fell down one after another, and their deaths were ugly.

Life and death, just a thought away.

Wen Hujiu looked up and shouted to Bai Liuli: "Xiaobai, charge forward."

The most terrifying ones were the four of the Five Poisons.

They were all fed with Wen Jiutian's blood.

There may be 10,000 Five Poisons who drank Wen Jiutian's diluted blood.

However, only one survived.

Those who survived, then used the Wen family's unique feeding method, and slowly became huge monsters.

However, the most terrifying thing about them is not because they are big.

But the poison contained in their bodies.

The venom spit out by Bai Liuli is extremely toxic.

As long as there is a water source around, he can easily roll up a mouthful of water and sprinkle it on the soldiers on the ground.

However, unfortunately, the rain in the sky has not yet fallen.

On this battlefield, there is another old man from the Wen family.

This old man is Wen Zhuliu, who went to Tianqi City to protect Yin Luoxia.

Surprisingly, he actually returned to the battlefield!

Not only that, his "Danhua Hand" stunt is even more amazing.

In addition, his Three Character Classic Kung Fu is also unique.

At this moment, he is active on the battlefield, fighting left and right, killing countless enemies.

Nan Jue's army has a clear hierarchical division, including officers at all levels such as thousand men, centurions and ten men.

And what Wen Hujiu has to do is to find and approach those officers on this chaotic battlefield.

Once the target is determined, he will quietly plant special marks in the dantian of these officers.

If the centurion is encountered, then his army of 100 people will be centered on him.

When the dantian poison accumulates to a certain extent, Wen Hu will decisively detonate these toxins.

As the explosion occurs, the white worms carried by the infected corpses will spread rapidly like locusts, ruthlessly devouring all life around...

South of Qinglong Towngate.

It was equally tragic.

Although most of the troops here were transferred to the city.

But at this moment, there were still 30,000 troops.

The originally magnificent military formation was disrupted by a dozen free and easy heavenly realm masters who fell from the sky.

These masters were like puppets without knowing their equipment.

Even if they were hit by a knife or an arrow, they still had no expression on their faces.

They all obeyed one person.

And that person was sitting in a carriage in the distance.

What was he doing?

He was playing the piano.

In the military camp, the general keenly noticed the abnormal situation.

He decisively sent an elite force to encircle and suppress.

However, when the soldiers got a little closer to the target, they were immediately strangled by a sharp piano sound.

This unique skill of turning piano sound into a sharp sword can only be performed by one person in the world, and that is the former Xichu Confucian Immortal.

Recalling the past, he and the sword immortal Gu Mo stood on the top of Luosang City, one holding a sword and the other singing.

Facing the fierce attack of the 9,000 Pofeng Army, they fought hard for a whole day and night, and finally vomited blood, and the sword immortal was even bloodstained on the battlefield.

Luosang City fell and Western Chu was destroyed.

Time flies, and now witnessing this scene again, one can't help but feel deeply moved.

The difference is that the Confucian Immortal back then was to protect his motherland, but now it is to protect his savior.

Back then, he stood on the tower;

Now, he is under the city.

There is another person on the carriage.

She is the former owner of the 32nd Pavilion of the Jiaofang - Yueluo.

She holds the pipa, and the sound of the piano she plays is like a sharp blade, rushing into the enemy camp.

In Qinglong Town.

Wang Yihang, holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, came out.

He and Ye Dingzhi, who holds the sword in both hands, stand back to back.

Facing the piles of enemies.

After one round of killing, another round came.

"Ye Dingzhi, have you killed so many people?"

Wang Yixing, holding a long sword, said in a deep voice.

"No, but I think of my father, the great general of Beili."

Ye Dingzhi smiled slightly.

"So, you are not afraid of death?" Wang Yixing said with a smile, his face was covered with blood.

"I am afraid, I haven't avenged my father's murder, so I won't die. At least I won't die here."

Hearing Ye Dingzhi's words, Wang Yixing wiped the blood off his face, "Okay, then I will kill a bloody way for you!"

Wang Yixing threw the dragon-slaying weapon into the sky.

"The righteousness of heaven and earth, the greatness lasts forever, not seeking to kill the immortals, but to kill the ghosts and gods."

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