Chapter 47 The Battle of Transformation

"I am under the command of General Zhenguo General Bai Yufeng!"

The general cupped his hands and shouted, his voice resounding throughout the audience, causing everyone's eyes to focus on him. He was dressed in silver battle armor, with two arrows pointing upwards on the silver crown on his head. Combined with his handsome face and tall and straight face, he was a sight to behold. Bright.

What a handsome silver-armored warrior!

Qin Jun was filled with praise in his heart. There was no impression of Bai Yufeng in the memory of his predecessor. Bai Yufeng was definitely not a partial general.

The most important thing is that Bai Yufeng actually has the cultivation level of Mortal Realm. He didn't expect that the Qianyue Kingdom was hidden so deeply.

The people and monks around the Vermillion Tower were all whispering to each other, discussing who Bai Yufeng was.

At this time, while Canglan Kingdom was sitting at the table, Song Lang swung to the Suzaku Stage, cupped his hands and said, "Canglan Kingdom, Song Lang."

He looked very ordinary and stood in front of Bai Yufeng. Both his appearance and aura had lost a lot, which made the people and monks in the audience burst into laughter.

"Come on, General Bai, defeat him!"

"We must fight for the Qianyue Kingdom!"

"Why haven't you heard of General Bai before?"

"Just a general."

"Pull him down, you can be a general with this kind of courage!"

Qin Jun couldn't help but become nervous after hearing this. Damn it, if Bai Yufeng wins, Nanmeng will definitely win too. Will he still have a chance to play?

He subconsciously asked Guan Yu: "Which one of them can win?"

"Song Lang." Guan Yu cherished his words and closed his eyes after finishing speaking, obviously not interested in the duel between the two on the stage.

Qin Jun breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

Daji next to her could not help but roll her eyes and said: "You are a prince, and you really want your country to lose?"

"Hey, how can we lose with you here?"

Qin Jun smiled shamelessly. To this, Daji did not answer, but the raised corners of her mouth showed that she was in a very happy mood.

"Upgrade the formation!"

Shen Yan suddenly shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a lavender light curtain suddenly appeared on the edge of the Suzaku Stage, and instantly shot into the sky.

Magic circle!

Qin Jun's eyes lit up. The magic circle is similar to a mechanism, but it is more mysterious. It is based on spiritual energy. It can not only resist the enemy, but also practice and so on. When he first realized the magical power in Xuanling Sect, it was thanks to the help of Xuanling Sect's magic circle to resist .

He didn't expect that the Vermilion Bird Tower also had a magic circle, but after thinking about it, Qin Jun was relieved. After all, there were people standing around the Vermilion Bird Tower. Once the monks used magic, it would easily cause large-scale accidental injuries.

"The Purple Light Prison Formation in your country is said to be an Earth-level Magic Formation. Do you know whether it is true or not?"

Zhu Yishi asked the prince of the Qianyue Kingdom who was closest to him with great interest. Magical formations and magic weapons are divided into Huangpin, Xuanpin, Earthly and Tianpin, and each grade is divided into three levels: lower, middle and upper.

Levels are very similar to exercises and spells, but the first two levels of exercises and spells are mortal and spiritual, and each level is graded accordingly.

In the kingdom, whether it is exercises, spells, magic formations, or magic weapons, there are very few that reach the level of earth-level or above. Every time they appear, it will cause a bloody storm. Of course, the Purple Light Prison Formation belongs to the royal family, and no one dares to snatch it. .

"Of course! The Purple Light Prison Formation is the most powerful formation in our country!"

The prince who was questioned by Zhu Yishi was very fat. He answered proudly without thinking.

"Second brother, shut up!"

Qin Yu, who was not far away, shouted coldly, making the fat prince tremble in fear.

The second prince, Qin Lie, is considered to be at the bottom among many princes in all aspects. No, Qin Jun occupied the weakest position in the past.

"Why should the fifth prince be angry? After all, the second prince is also your brother." Zhu Yishi said with a smile, and Qin Lie couldn't help but nod.

yes!

I am your second brother. If you tell me to shut up in front of everyone, where can I put my face?

Thinking of this, Qin Lie suddenly became unhappy and looked at Qin Yu with eyes full of anger.

"Qin Yu, you..."

"Quiet!"

A majestic voice interrupted Qin Lie. Qin Lie was about to curse back, but he held back the words and looked at the Emperor Qian on the dragon chair in the front row with panic on his face.

Emperor Qian glanced at Zhu Yishi and said, "You are very good, much better than my useless sons."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." Zhu Yishi cupped his hands and smiled, while the princes became unbalanced and looked at him with hostility.

With one sentence, the dispute provoked by Zhu Yishi was resolved, and at the same time, the princes became angry with each other.

As expected of an emperor!

Zhu Yishi sighed in his heart. His father once said that although the emperor was not as good as the previous generation, his methods of becoming emperor were not even comparable to his father's. Unfortunately, the emperor's eagerness for quick success and instant benefits caused the Qianyue Kingdom's national power to continue to decline. damage.

As a general, Nan Meng has been fighting all year round. In the past five years, his cultivation has made little progress because he has been leading the army in wars and has no time to practice.

As for actual combat experience, he has already reached a bottleneck.

"That's it, the first showdown has officially begun!"

On the Suzaku stage, Shen Yan shouted loudly, and after speaking, he quickly stepped aside. The battle between two Mortal Transformation Realm powerhouses was not something that he, the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm, could interfere with.

"Please advise!"

Bai Yufeng shouted in a deep voice. As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a silver gun with red tassel appeared out of thin air in his hand. It obviously came from the storage ring.

Song Lang raised his hand, signaling Bai Yufeng to take the lead in attacking.

Such a contemptuous attitude deeply stimulated Bai Yufeng. He immediately thrust out his spear and stepped forward, as if a silver light flashed by. Song Lang was also incredibly fast and easily dodged it with a leap.

Boom!

Bai Yufeng bent his legs and jumped up like a cannonball, chasing after Song Lang.

The speed of the two men was so fast that Qin Jun's eyes could not catch them, let alone the common people and most of the monks. They all watched with bated breath, and no one dared to breathe heavily.

The generals sitting on the attic were equally nervous.

"I hope Bai Yufeng won't disappoint me."

Qin Yu looked at Bai Yufeng and murmured, his hands tightly grasping the armrests of the chair, his palms full of cold sweat.

Although Bai Yufeng is from Nanmeng, he has a relationship with him, so if Bai Yufeng wins, he will naturally be happy, and he can even use Bai Yufeng to disintegrate Nanmeng's military power.

Although Emperor Qian's face was calm, he didn't dare to blink.

Under his leadership, the Qianyue Kingdom had already lost a duel between the two countries, and he did not want to lose a second time.

Unfortunately, Bai Yufeng attacked fiercely at first, but was quickly suppressed.

Song Lang only dodged for three rounds before he started to counterattack. With a wave of his right hand, his spiritual power condensed into a giant cyan hand, which directly slapped Bai Yufeng to the ground.

Falling from a height of tens of meters made Qin Jun feel pain.

The white jade rock of Zhuque Terrace was smashed into a shallow pit, which shows how powerful it is. Even if Qin Jun attacks with all his strength, it will be difficult to damage Zhuque Terrace.

Bai Yufeng jumped up as soon as the carp stood up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved his spear with one hand. In an instant, a white dragon condensed with spiritual power entangled around him. It was extremely spectacular, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar echoing.