Chapter 234

In the camp of the heavenly king.

In the army tent, the people were drunk, the atmosphere was strong, and gradually reached the peak.

"King, there is no pleasure in the army. Please allow the fighting to take place!"

A military general who seemed to be drunk came out and drank loudly.

"Good!"

"It's delicious!"

The so-called wrestling is naturally similar to the nature of the martial arts competition before the imperial court. However, when the army is brave and plays with life, it is easy to bring blood and often fight to kill people.

However, the anti Wang on the scene were all a group of rough men. At this time, they held the beauty in their arms and made a lot of noise. Obviously, they liked to see this.

"Good!"

Xu Zongwu had a haze in his eyes, but he clapped his hands and said, "come on! Set up the venue! "

"Subordinate Zhao Cheng!"

"It's easy for my subordinates!"

"I've seen King Gai, and I've seen you kings!"

The two swordsmen came forward and saluted each other. They immediately focused on each other. After a few rounds, they suddenly roared and collided with each other like tigers.

Ding!

When the two swords intersect, one sword breaks, but the other one penetrates into the body mercilessly.

The martial arts in the army are so simple and quick, and one blow will determine life and death!

Poof! Blood splashes and beauties scream, but the anti king in the tent doesn't care. He laughs, and some take out big jade fingers, agate and so on.

"The winner! Zhao Cheng

The waiter sang his name high, but Zhao Cheng gave a big gift: "thank you for your reward!"

Then he bowed down.

When Xu Zongwu saw this, he whispered a few words to a servant. The servant was stunned and ran down quickly.

"My subordinates Xiang Yong and Hong Biao have met the king!"

It seems that he has been told, but the next two swordsmen are both attacking and defending, coming and going, and they are very lively.

It's just that the anti kings are killed in a sea of blood, and there are many wars. How can we not see this? Some slightly jaw head, meaning very praise, some corners of the mouth with disdain.

"Stop!"

A red browed, tyrannical anti Wang is a drink: "soft, like a girl! Not good, not good! "

With a finger to Xiang Yong: "you! Step back! I have general Pan Feng! But it can be used to make you happy

"Yes, sir

From behind him, a strong man, eight feet tall and like an iron tower, came out. He was very fierce and muscular. In ancient times, he was a rare brave general!

"This man is the king of red eyebrows. He is the most cruel and easy to kill!"

Wu Ming's ear heard the low voice of the virgin of the red lotus. At first glance, the girl's cheeks were red, and she seemed to be more charming than wine.

"Start!"

Next to him, a soldier shouts, and Pan Feng sneers. He immediately opens his big hand like a palm fan and grabs Hong Biao.

"Ah! Cool breeze, big nine

Hong Biao obviously knew that when he was at the critical moment of his life and death, he suddenly burst out, his speed increased sharply, and there was a hazy luster on his sword. It was obvious that he used some secret method.

Whew!

The sword Qi fell down like a plum blossom. It brought blood to Pan Feng, but it could only enter the flesh for one or two points. It seemed that he was under strong resistance and couldn't enter the flesh.

"Ha ha... Are you tickling someone?"

Pan Feng's whole body is bathed in blood, but she doesn't care about it. She laughs wildly, just like the devil king of hell. Some Meiji on the scene is already shaking with fright.

"I got you!"

All of a sudden, Pan Feng turns around, grabs Hong Biao's hands firmly with his big hand, and his face is grinning grimly.

Gee! Gee!

As soon as his black iron palm was forced, Hong Biao screamed, his wrist broke, and his steel sword fell to the ground.

"Give me a lift!"

Pan Feng made a posture that the overlord raised the tripod, and raised Hong Biao high. The blood color in her eyes flashed and tore it violently!

I'm sorry!

In the middle of the air, blood is like a spring, two pieces of human body fall, with flesh and viscera flying.

"Ah

This scene immediately filled the camp with screams, and even several women turned pale and fainted. There was a faint smell of incontinence.

"Ha ha... How about my general Pan Feng Ke Yong?"

The red eyebrow King laughed. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to Xu Zongwu's ugly face at all. His eyes suddenly turned and pointed to Wu Ming behind Han Hulin: "does this Taoist dare to compete with my general?"

In the eyebrows, there is the color of provocation and carelessness.

"Ha ha... Brother Chimei is joking!"

Although Han Hulin was also laughing, his eyes became cold: "Taoist priest is my distinguished guest. How can he humiliate me like this? If you offend your brother, you will be punished for three drinks

"Three drinks?"

With a cold smile, the red eyebrow king said in a loud voice, "if Sanmao's path doesn't come, why don't you send me the beauty in red behind you? My family pan Fengshan can be a royal daughter, but she is... Hehe... Hehe... "

In words, there is a sense of obscenity.

"Well? Isn't this... A trial? "

Wu Ming is holding the wine cup, the Mou son is tiny move: "is just the other side target is me?"? Or Han Hulin, or the Virgin Mary of the red lotus? Is there a reincarnation behind it

Han Hulin finally couldn't even keep the fake smile on his face and became completely gloomy.

But it's quite clear that this is the camp's account. With the gathering of generals and the suppression of the evil spirit of the army, all the Taoist magic powers will be greatly reduced.

In such a state, even if the real person can't beat the ordinary warrior, not to mention the murderer Pan Feng?

"What? If you don't want to, give me the beauty! "

The red eyebrow King laughs: "brother, I also advise Hulin that there are many swindlers in the river and lake. Don't fall for them at will!"

"Since the king is like this, I can only try my best!"

Wu Ming stood up, but with a slight smile, he stopped Han Hulin's action.

"Good! Pan Feng, treat this "real king" Well! "

As soon as the red eyebrow King applauded, Pan Feng gave a ferocious smile and made a gesture of committing suicide.

"Good, Honglian, you go!"

Wu Ming casually pointed out that the virgin of the red lotus was there, her lips slightly widened.

If it's a real Heavenly Master, she may be able to suppress her Qi and cast a spell to kill Pan Feng. But as a second-class monk, she's afraid of the evil spirit of the army. I'm afraid she's really a weak woman.

"What's the matter? Is this little Taoist going to take the opportunity to harm me? "

When the lady of the red lotus was in doubt, she saw Wu Ming smile, and a small white golden gourd fell into her hand: "this treasure is for you. Come back after killing Pan Feng!"

In the words, he was full of self-confidence and whispered a few pithy words in the past.

To tell you the truth, what is Wu Ming's status in such a provocative contest? No matter win or lose, it's just a lose, no reason to lose, so immediately find a runner.

If Bai Yulian was present, maybe she would be called, but now the Virgin Mary of red lotus is the same.

"According to the law!"

The lady of red lotus listened, but her eyes were bright, and she went on the stage delicately: "general pan, please!"

The rest of the anti Wang were stunned and immediately burst into laughter.

They have never seen the means of the lady of red lotus. They just think that she is an ordinary woman. Only Xu Zongwu stares at the gourd in the hand of the lady of red lotus, and his face flashes with a thoughtful color.

"Ha ha... Such a beautiful woman, the battlefield should be in the boudoir, you Han Hulin no one!"

The red eyebrow king was so happy that he said in a hurry: "don't play dead!"

"Yes, sir

Pan Feng burst out laughing and suddenly jumped on her like a giant bear.

"Hurry like a law! Kill

When the strong wind blows on her face, the virgin of the red lotus grits her teeth, holds the gourd, runs the magic power, and reads the formula.

Whew!

All of a sudden, a piece of brilliant star light came out of the seven kill gourd, and with the sound of dragon singing and tiger roaring, seven silver white sword lights flew out like a long dragon.

"What is it?"

The sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, soaring straight up to the sky, and the extremely condensed Qi of Geng Jin makes the surrounding people's knowledge of goods even worse.

"Ah

Puff! Puff!

The seven swords surrounded Pan Feng like a dragon. Sometimes he screamed. I don't know how long it took, but he came back to the gourd.

Pan Feng kept the posture of fighting, standing in the field, but the expression on her face was quite strange: "I..."

A word export, his hand fell down, immediately is another piece of flesh and blood, Hua la! In a flash, his whole body was like a building block, scattered all over the ground.

Hiss!

This scene, quite terrifying and ferocious, suddenly a lot of eyes focused on the gourd in the hands of the goddess of red lotus.

"This... The winner of this game... Under the command of Yimei king, the virgin of the red lotus!"

The official's voice was trembling, as if some could not believe it, and some were afraid. He stammered.

The Virgin Mary of the red lotus returns to her seat. No matter which direction she is aiming at, the face in that direction shows the color of vigilance.

"Thank you very much for your gift. I'll return the original!"

The lady of the red lotus held the gourd respectfully, but her heart was still dripping blood: "good magic weapon! It's a good magic weapon. These seven flying swords can kill the great master, and they are not afraid of the evil spirit of the army. They are even better than the red lotus demon I worshiped! It's a pity that this heartless man only lent me such a short time... "

However, even if she gets this treasure, she will hide it like a lifeblood to protect her body. She won't give anyone a look at it.

Although she had the heart to buckle down, those piercing eyes still made the Virgin Mary of red lotus feel awe inspiring and make the right choice.

"Good!"

Wu Ming put the gourd away, but in the face of other searching and awed eyes, he had his own temperament of being as deep as the sea. He suppressed all the heaven and everything, and remained majestic.

……

"How?"

Song Jin next to a woman is asking: "can you be sure?"

"The magic weapon is nothing but a dead thing. If you can refine it, it seems that this man is already a master in heaven... I'd better not!"

Song Jin sighed.

On the other hand, Li Zizi's expression was quite wonderful: "this thing... Seems to be my weapon? There is also the power of Xingming. Is it true that these three Mao Zhenjun are not Taoists, but members of our military family? "

Even though he is invincible, he still has no bottom in his heart to take the seven swords（ (to be continued.)