Chapter 120

The thirteen story tower is like a hill in front of him. The huge fluctuation from the tower makes Chen Wu still unstable.

Holding the long gun tightly in his hand, even if he retreated, the long gun was still waved by him.

Because there is a faint light on the tower from time to time, and there is a huge attraction in the tower. If you don't disperse the light, I'm afraid that if you are attracted by the iron tower, I'm afraid you will completely explain yourself. Although I don't know what this tower is, there are many treasures in the world. Can I know all of them?

After many years of fighting in the battlefield, Chen Wu thinks that there is still some vigilance. This tower is extremely dangerous!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The light on the long gun is flying. The tower body is spinning forward. Chen Wu shouts: "long Anji, come to help the general quickly."

Long Anji a Leng, although the heart remembers this ten thousand troops, but also can't throw out the main general! Immediately turned over and flew to Chen Wu: "don't worry, general, it will be in the future!"

The man had a long knife in his hand and his arms were full of strength. His face was blue and his big hands trembled slightly. Hold this eyebrow long knife up, hold it high above your head, and strike at the thirteen story tower.

"General, get out of the way, the general will do it!"

As soon as the words fall, a huge sword awn splits out from long Anji's hand. It's more than three feet high. The bright silver sword is shining directly in the buried Dragon Valley. Chen Wu turned over to hide, the whole person immediately fell to the ground, rolling in place, to avoid the knife awn.

"Hahaha, General Chen, it's really indecent to drill a hole with a mouse." Li Jing's eyes are very sharp. Seeing Chen Wu, she can't help stroking her green beard with a loud smile. I don't care about long Anji's knife.

The thirteen storey pagoda was given by Taoist yueguan himself, and it is one of the inferior congenital spiritual treasures. If it wasn't for a talisman in hand, even Li Jing couldn't stir up the congenital talisman. How could these two guys break it?

Seeing that the decapitation plan was in the middle, Li Jing nodded slightly. In the hand way definitely a pinch, in the broad robe sleeve swish of a fly a three feet green front. Stepping on the air, he rushed forward to Ma Zhong: "Ma Zhong, if you dare to hurt my son, you must die on the spot today."

The sword flickers. Li Jing is so fast that he abandons Chen Wu and long Anji and goes straight to Ma Zhong.

Ma Zhong didn't expect that, and he felt tight in his heart.

Seeing Li Jing come to him, he didn't dare to hesitate. He knows Li Jing's reputation. He once practiced at due immortal's place in Kunlun mountain. Although he was not a immortal, he was not an ordinary person. In a hurry, along the mouth spit out a black gas.

"Hoo

He threw his usual weapon on the ground and conveniently took the pot with a cigarette bag that was only a slap in his mouth. Big hand a rein: "drive!"

As the horse rushes forward like an arrow of Lixuan, he turns his finger, and the pot turns in his hand like a pen. Every turn grows an inch, and it doesn't stop until one person is tall.

Le turned his horse's head and roared at the rear Army: "kill

With this order, the army of Shang Dynasty responded. Everyone wore heavy armor, but the reaction was extremely flexible. Urge the horse to rush towards Xiqi army with a gun.

At this time, Li Jing flies out of the smoke. Seeing that her decapitation strategy has been seen through, she is helpless.

The pressure on the number of people is still too great, but there is nothing to do at this time!

"Listen to this general's order, kill!"

At the command of Li Jing, Xiqi army rushed to this side like crazy. Nearly twenty thousand people are fighting hand in hand in this long and narrow valley.

Hissing, yelling, hoofing

The roar of swords, the cry of broken bones

Blood, mud, smoke. Weapons, horses, armor

For a moment, all of them collided together. In the age of cold weapons, once there was a war, all of them would be red eyed.

Every soldier crazily waved his long knife and long gun. Stab at everyone you can see in your eyes. The blood has blurred everyone's vision, and they can't even distinguish between the enemy and us. There is only one thought in my heart, kill, kill!

Kill him, kill them, you can live!

"Kill!" The knife in his hand had just cut off the enemy's head, and his heart had been pierced by another long gun.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the enemy's face, even if it is dead, it will splash your face with blood.

Li Jing lamented in his heart that Xiqi's victory rate would be too small if the battle was fought hand in hand. In any case, the Chaoge army is also the emperor's army, and at least half of them are veteran soldiers who have experienced the war for a long time. However, Xiqi has been a vassal state for many years. Of these 10000 people, at least 8000 have never seen blood.

What's more, there are about 2000 Xiqi soldiers left behind before the cleaning up of the valley, and there are only 8000 left here

"Yes Gently wipe his three feet green front with the sleeve. Eyes such as electricity, staring at the front is wantonly smiling Ma Zhong. Li Jing moved. No, it should be said that he did not move, but the sword in his hand.

Three feet green peak blooms the ray of light, follow his vision, this long sword cuts through the void and swish to fly out.

"Poof!"

Blood along the light of the sword bared out, like a small fountain, from Ma Zhong's throat son has been splashing on the horse's back. The smile on his face is still so unbridled, the hands of the long pot has not yet had time to go out. However, the battle that belonged to him was completely over.

As soon as Li Jing raised his hand, the sword returned to his hand. He stepped back a few steps. He coughed up a mouthful of blood. The sword was just made with blood. If he was not in a hurry to kill, he would not use this method of self mutilation.

Stepping forward, he raised Ma Zhong's head and yelled: "Ma Zhong is dead. Those who fall will not be killed."

The sound shook the whole battlefield, but Chen Wu was still alive.

"Don't listen to this man's nonsense. He will still be here. Keep fighting." When Chen Wu saw that Ma Zhong was dead, he was also flustered. However, there is still no confusion and we have to deal with it in a hurry.

"That's what you're waiting for." Li Jing quickly throws a seal from his sleeve, and the seal rises in the wind and sticks to the tower.

The weak blue light of the tower suddenly becomes very rich. Chen Wu and long Anji feel that they can't stop running towards the tower.

"Magic, Li Jing, you even use magic." Chen Wu jumped a foot of scold a, long an Ji is to use all one's strength to resist this suction. Unexpectedly, a shot was shot behind him and he was directly shot into the tower.

Chen Wu is taking advantage of this force crazy back. In times of adversity, long Anji flew to help each other. But don't think, he finally let Chen Wu to calculate.

"Poof!"

Chen Wu, who is retreating crazily, stares at the tower and withdraws at the same time. Li Jing has already appeared behind him. The sword easily pierced the man's heart and grabbed his head. Li Jing lifted the huge head.

"Chen Wu, long Anji is dead! Those who fall will not be killed! "##### Hey hey, if there is a book friend who wants to communicate with me in private, microblog: nostalgic circle rolling.

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