Chapter 129: The strength of Lan Yizong
Alas! Woo! Woo!
The bright horn sounded suddenly, through the sound of golden holes, straight into Yunxiao.
Rumble!
Under the toes, the earth gradually shook, the sound of thunder and lightning came, and it gradually grew larger and larger.
A moment later, behind them, a dark tide emerged.
At the end of the line of sight, countless black shadows like black torrents appeared. Under the reflection of the sun, the cold waves of black metal shone in the black wave, dazzling.
Hussars!
Heavy cavalry with full body armor!
Black war horse, warrior in black armor!
黑色 This black torrent came with a dazzling light, rushing from a dozen miles away, like roaring beasts, rushing like clouds, black like awns, and rushing all the way.
Rumble!
The earth shakes violently, Wan Ran runs wild!
The black stream is black, the murderous cavalry, endless, sharp and powerful, it is the cavalry of the Mad Cow Legion of Luoyang Kingdom.
The cavalry, from people to horses, are all wrapped in thick armor. Even the soldier's face is covered with beast iron masks. Only two glittering eyes are exposed, which is daunting.
The battle flag was displayed, and the sound of hunting and hunting was heard in the wind. Above the battle flag, a blood-eyed black cow with two horns was in the sky.
This is the true Mad Bull Legion!
Xun originally brought General Zhong De, who was only 1,000 members of the Guards. After seeing three disciples showing fear, he immediately summoned the cavalry brigade ten miles away, to encourage the morale of the cavalry.
"My mad cow legion is famous for his iron riding. How can he lose to the Yundun Empire? Elder Wu rest assured that after the end of the Zongmen battle, my three great talented disciples will win. The Legion has become a fan! "
Qi Zhongde was so angry that he yelled loudly, his voice exploding like a thunder, and it spread for ten miles.
The disciples of Yun Sanzong and Elder Wu heard that they were all excited and cheered.
Raging warfare, sharp murderous spirit, crashed over the flat ground between the two armies!
Suddenly, the wind rose, and the world changed.
"Hahaha ...!"
At this moment, a figure appeared in the opposite Yundun army.
This person, full of gold armor, holding a long-handled gold knife, stepped out.
"He De, meet again. This time, my tiger and Xiaoxiao army made their best efforts and vowed to break through the desert city!"
Golden armored warrior, a golden sword waved in his hand, a golden sword rising into the sky, rising to the air, suddenly exploded, countless golden brilliance flying in the sky, extremely gorgeous.
He Wenyan said, He De screamed in cold voice, "Qin Jiang, my three main gates of the Luoyang Kingdom are gathered. Today, whether it is the Zongmen War or the two armies fighting, how can you fight against the Kingdom of Luoyang in your small country!
"Okay, that's it, I'll wait for strength to speak."
After speaking, both of them returned to their homes, waiting for the Zongmen battle to begin.
After a short while, a blue-eyed boy emerged from the Yundun army, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was erect and imposing.
I saw him walk in front of the three dark blue figures in front of the woods, lightly arched, and then swept towards the middle of the two armies, standing upright.
This person, wearing a light-colored sky blue gown, walking with a big knife, striding, full of arrogance, looked contemptuously at the three main gates of the Kingdom of Luoyang.
"I, a disciple of the Blue Clothes Sect of the Kingdom of Yundun, Wang Ba, and Que Jiu Jiu Jiu Xiu Xiu, who dares to fight?"
Lu Chuyan heard her words frown slightly, her brow lightly, her face in doubt.
"Brother Chu, this is the personal challenge of Zong Men Zhan. The two sides have each trained equally as disciples, and they compete against each other. If one loses, the others can continue to challenge until one of them does not fight!"
"That's not a wheel battle? Both sides are tens of thousands of disciples, when will this be challenged?"
Chu Chuyan couldn't help but a look of doubt.
"Brother Chu, anyone who dares to come out is a genius who is extremely powerful. After a few battles, there will be results."
When the two of them whispered, they saw a white figure looting from Ling Tianzong's crowd, and a flashing body arrived in front of the blue king Zongba, with momentum as rainbow.
"Under Ling Tianzong Luo Fan, the eighth heavenly cultivation of the physical state, and teach you great tricks!"
When the emperor Lan Yizong heard that, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his face, his expression was all contempt.
"A person with a hardened state of life is really looking for death. The gates of the Luoyang Kingdom are really rubbish, and what are the three major gates, and such people dare to come out. It is a waste kingdom, a waste gate."
The words of Wang Wangba immediately aroused the angry eyes of everyone in Luoyang Kingdom.
Especially the three great disciples, all of them turned red, with fire in their eyes.
In the Kingdom of Luoyang, there are hundreds of thousands of ancestral gates, but they are respected by three sectarian gates. The three sect disciples, who are not dragons and phoenixes, heaven's coquettes, and high figures, are all superior to them.
现在 Now, some people dare to abuse them as garbage and waste!
This ... how can it be forgiven!
Luo Luofan's face was iron-blue, and he looked at the blue prince, and in full of rage, his whole body suddenly burst out.
"You, let's go! I'll see if you have the ability to say such a thing."
Luo Lingtian Zong Luofan pulled out his hands behind him and held them in his hands. His eyes were full of murderous intentions.
Wu Wenyan, the blue king Zong looked over at Ling Tianzong Luo Fan, hummed gently, said
既然 "Since you're looking for death, let's start with you! Pick up!"
王 霸 finished, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his hand to the big knife behind him.
Huh!
The next moment, the large knife behind him sprang out of the sheath, a dazzling razor burr, radiating a height of nearly two meters, turned into a flaming sword, and rushed towards Luo Fan.
This knife, fast, strong!
I saw the fiery red and energetic daomang coming face to face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Luo Fan couldn't help but look tight, and slashed forward with two swords.
I drink!
After yelling violently, the two knives brought out two rounds of knife gas and slammed into the light blue swordman.
Clang! clang!
Huh!
The guillotine flashed, first smashing Luo Fan's two knives, and then chopped heavily on Luo Fan's body. Suddenly, blood splattered and his body fell.
Luo Luofan died!
"It really is waste!"
He Wangba dismissed the knife and stood up. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground. He sighed loudly and echoed in everyone's ear.
what! ?
On the side of Luoyang Kingdom, everyone was stunned, looking at the corpse on the ground with disbelief, and the pale blue figure with contempt.
Ling Tianzong's disciple can't even stop the knife of this blue suit disciple, how is this possible? ?
All disciples of the Three Great Sects know that in Luoyang Kingdom, Ling Tianzong's conditions for collecting disciples are the most stringent. They are not seven-star martial arts souls and will not be accepted.
In other words, the disciples who can enter Ling Tianzong, regardless of their cultivation, are extremely talented people with seven-star Wushun.
Even if this is the case, in front of Lan Yizong, he can't stop even one move
Although the two are different from each other, they are not so uncomfortable.
In this way, the cultivation and strength of this Lan Yizong disciple is so strong!
