v4 Chapter 20： Fifteen words of time (second more)

The old God is here. I want to pick something, but you can't say my expression, "Would you like to try?"

"You can give it a try, but 800 to 100,000, the movement is too big." Li Yan looked dull, and slowly extended three fingers. "Three thousand feet."

The sage chuckled, there is a good idea, and you can play whatever you want. I have a winning attitude: "Three thousand is three thousand. You first let me count, one hundred thousand becomes three thousand, and my eight hundred soldiers, should become How many......"

Li Xie obliquely said to the Son, and let the Son directly hold him there: "No need to count, three thousand battle eight hundred."

"What are you talking about ?! You use 3,000 people, and you want to fight against my 800 Hundred Practitioners ?!" Shengzi looked like you didn't take the wrong medicine, and then responded, "You want your monk in your army Are all drawn separately? "

Li Yan laughed: "Battle 800 monks, why do you have to spend so much time--Shangguan's allure!"

The Shangguan of the silver armor and white robes fell to the front of the platform immediately, and was watching the battle array exercise. After hearing the words, he immediately turned over and got off the horse. He came to the front of the platform and responded with a fist: "The end is here!"

Li Xuan said indifferently: "You bring Spikes with 3,000 soldiers, and you are ready to meet the Holy Son ... 800 Hundred Monks."

Shangguan Qingcheng heard the words for a moment, and then looked at the eyes of the Son, and became extremely unhealthy. That was your provocation to me, and you were ready to die. "The final commander!"

When Shangguan Qingcheng retreated and called for the song, Shengzi grinned and said to Li Li: "Do you really dare to play like this? Your general, the look just now is strange, seems to think I offended her?"

Li Xun said without squinting: "Having never done more than bullying, you challenge her with 800 people, and she naturally feels dignified and humiliated."

The Son could not help but chuckled: "Look, then, whose dignity has been humiliated."

In other words, he waved his hand so that the nine-tailed demon fox summoned monk monks and arrayed for battle on the school ground.

Not long after, Langya was riding three thousand fine horses, separated by a hundred steps, and arrayed with eight hundred demon monks.

The wolf teeth are all three thousand riding vigorously, silent, full of murderous spirit, like a giant beast about to erupt.

Although the eight hundred demon monks are arrayed, they are all lighthearted. They were still whispering each other, and from time to time came bursts of ridicules, pointing to Langya Sanqian Qi, not putting the other side in their eyes.

The Shengzi glanced at Li Yan, his expression was very relaxed, and he joked with his heart: "With three thousand mortal warriors, he dared to confront the 800 monks of the Yao tribe. ! "

Li Yan looked as usual: "If you lose later, how to arrange these 800 monks, it's all up to me. You don't regret it."

"When did the Son speak, and when did he regret it?" The Son shook his long sleeves, and you were too underestimated to look at the personality of the Son.

Li Min slowly raised his hand: "Go to war!"

The drums sounded.

Shangguan Qingcheng held high and broke through the clouds: "All the fangs are obedient, and they are charged!"

Three thousand fine riders, stepped slowly, slowly speeded up, approached the 800 Qiqi Warlock, step by step.

The drums of war combined with the sound of horseshoes gradually grew denser. The three thousand spirits moved slowly, sprint, to Mercedes-Benz, and finally flew out. From beginning to end, the military formations were tight and neat. The distance between the soldiers was as bright as a ruler. No one had made any mistakes. They were arranged vertically and horizontally, and even the rhythm of the horseshoe lifting and falling was at one point.

The smoke billowed, under the leadership of Shangguan Qingcheng in the silver armor white robe, the three thousand fine horses were riding like tigers and wolves, and the light gradually shone in the battle!

"Bingjia battle formation?" The prince saw here, his eyes became clear, "No wonder His Royal Highness dared to let them go to war. It turned out to be Bingjia battle formation. But even if it is a Bingjia battle formation, it can't resist my 800 monks. ! "

The battlefield of soldiers is naturally no secret to people like Shengzi.

Li Yan looked as usual: "I will give you fifteen words to consider. If you refuse to admit defeat, don't blame me afterwards."

"Fifteen words?" The Son was puzzled, but immediately smiled: "Rest assured, my demons will not lose!"

The 800 monks monks first despised them, and now they finally have a good look. They looked at each other. When the three thousand riding Mercedes-Benz reached the critical line, they all roared and rushed to face the elite riding battle. Use all kinds of techniques together. Don't hit the battlefield like money. Instantly, the sky is full of fire, fireballs, sword qi, squalls, rain arrows, and so on.

Shangguan slammed the city loudly: "Langudu, fight!"

Three thousand fine riders suddenly shouted and shouted through the sky, and suddenly the whole group was full of light, forming a light curtain like a bowl.

Many techniques exploded in the light curtain and exploded instantly. The sound of gas explosions came one after another.

However, after a round of bombardment, the light curtain only dimmed and showed no signs of collapse.

Eight hundred demon monks saw this scene after Guanghua scattered, and their faces were full of astonishment.

Even the Son expressed unexpectedness in his eyes.

Shangguan Qingcheng's eyes were like iron: "Langfang, go forward!"

Three thousand fine riding battle line, has not stayed in the slightest, even in the face of Mantianshu, but also Mercedes-Benz shock. This rushed out, not far from the queue of monks monks.

"What are you still doing, continue to attack!" The Nine-tailed Demon Fox watching the battle, hurriedly yelled.

The monk monks all looked fierce and attacked again. This time, they have all exerted their full strength, the technique is more dense and violent than just, banged in the light curtain, and the explosion sound is louder.

Suddenly, the light curtain shattered, and three thousand fine horses were exposed.

But at this time, no monk monk had a happy face. Because the speed of the three thousand fine riding Mercedes has never dropped, and no one was injured, at this time they rushed in front of them, just a short distance away.

The mouth of Shangguan Qingcheng was slightly raised, and the drinking sound was louder than ever before: "Wolves, break the battle!"

Three thousand fine riders rushed into the array of demon clan, as if a bull had entered a sheepfold, and the monk monk was either hit by flying or injured. When the soldiers met each other, they learned the power of the battle. Every soldier is like a Mount Tai, easily and unshakable, and like a heavy hammer, sweeping all obstacles.

The demons flew up and down like birds and beasts scattered.

The Son's face changed greatly, and his eyes were full of panic, and he called out quickly: "Stop, stop!"

He has seen that many monks are still struggling to resist, but in the face of an overall three thousand fine rides, they are basically praying arms. In addition to the monks in the upper part of the Qi training, even if they were in the middle of the Qi training, they faced the front of the front in front of the Feng Ya array, and they only had serious injuries.

Let the wolf teeth be broken, the monk monk is definitely not damaged!

Li Min glanced at the Son: "The time of fifteen words has passed, it is late."

The Son was shocked, and he finally reacted. What was called fifteen words of time. From the "Langyadu, meet" at the beginning of Shangguan Qingcheng, to the last "Langyadu, breaking the battle", it is exactly fifteen words!

Fifteen words, three military orders, Langya have broken through the demon battle line!

Sheng Zi clenched her fists and stared at Shangguan's allure, her voice inevitably trembled: "She is not a military general ... not an ordinary general! Her cultivation has reached the realm of military general!"

Li Yan smiled: "It is indeed a general of the military family, and it is not an ordinary general. The wolf teeth led by Shangguan City are all three thousand riders. After the war, they have become a whole. The world is absolutely elite. With the blessings of the soldiers and the battlefield, it has been able to keep up with the Guan Qingcheng and benefit each other. To be straightforward, three thousand soldiers, even breathing is a rhythm. "

The Son was speechless for a moment, but felt bitter.

Military warfare will be extremely difficult to repair, and basically only in troubled times. In the heyday of the Taiping there was no war and no hardship. Where did the soldiers and soldiers come from? And after the general, there are generals and famous generals. Since ancient times, there have been only a few famous generals, one dynasty, and there will not be several generals in the military. It can be said that if Cheng Bingjia is a general, as long as other factors are not too bad, he will almost be invincible in frontal battles!

Although Shangguan Qingcheng is not yet a general, but the Son is very insightful after all, he has already seen that Shangguan Qingcheng has the qualification to become a general!

Such generals, such three thousand riders, and eighty untrained monks who practiced the battle, gathered together in a hurry, and indeed could not be defeated.

With such a battle array, even though Li Xie did not have the help of monks, there were few rivals on the front.

Realizing this, the Son was secretly panicking. This shows that even without his monk monk's help, it is very likely that Li Yan will capture Hedong ...

In this way, the status of the monk monk is awkward.

Li Min glanced at the Son, took the other's expression in his eyes, and smiled, "How? Now I want to dismiss the monk monks and join the army, what's the opinion of the Son?"

The Son sang aloud and smiled bitterly: "No opinion."

After Langya broke, he made a big bend and ran back, the speed slowly dropped, and finally stopped at the front of the platform. It is still a uniform army formation, and the momentum of silence is as if it has not experienced a fierce battle at all.

Shangguan Qingcheng came to the stage and revived: "The last general is fortunate!"

Li Yan's smile was sincere: "The general has worked hard."

"Will serve the military commander!"

"Wish to serve the army handsome!" The three thousand spiked fangs all rode finely. With a boxing chest, a loud roar broke through the world.

This roar shook the Son again. The eight hundred demon monks practiced qi, and were injured and scattered. Although few died, many were injured. At this moment, they were holding each other together, like a piece of loose sand. Against them, the three thousand spiked fangs became more and more extraordinary.

Before Shangguan Qingcheng retreated, he glanced at the Son, the meaning couldn't be more obvious. Your warrior, and your Highness warrior, can't be compared at all, and you will have to humiliate yourself in the future.

The Son is miserable.

Even the nine-tailed demon fox standing behind the saint was depressed at this moment. She looked at the appearance of the Son, only to find it very unreal. The omnipotent and unrivaled sage, why did Li eat it again and again when he came to Li? Is the Son really not as good as Li Yan? Not as good as this prince of the earth?