red man

Chapter 513 The old guy is really fierce
Seeing that Feng Jin'an couldn't be beaten to death, the partial generals of the "Wu De Army" had long since lost their will to fight. After such a long battle and entanglement, the one who suffered must be himself.

"Duner!"

The legs pinched the horse's belly, and the horse immediately turned around and left without any hesitation.

Feng Jin'an stood on the hillside in a daze for a long time, and then called out: "You useless bastard, fight with me for another three hundred rounds——"

The arrogant little dragon man was even more proud of having two treasures in his body, and he was secretly refreshed: Hehe, the ax given by the old guy is a treasure that can only be mastered by the overlord of the "Dragon Tomb". Two's good treasure, how can you lose with two treasures?
Stepping on a cloud, Feng Jin'an turned into a little dragon again, chasing those who fled would make him happy.

Only after chasing him for half a mile, he saw four divine lights flashing above his head, one of which was blue in color, and it shone fiercely on his own sky spirit cover.

"Wow! What's this-"

The huge green dragon's claws caught it in the air, and Feng Jin'an's heart was torn apart. He only hated himself for having only four legs, and it would be great to be a centipede demon dragon.

dead dead dead...

The power of the green dragon's claws is extremely astonishing, and there is a fairy charm lingering on it. Compared with the magic power of ordinary ghosts and immortals, it is completely like a firefly competing with a bright moon.

Not at one level at all.

I knew I wouldn't chase it.

Feng Jin'an thought to himself that my life was over, but unexpectedly, a thick fog rolled in, enveloping Qinglong's claws in it.

Seeing the thick fog, Feng Jin'an cheered up again.

Familiar picture, familiar taste.

The old guy is so reliable!
Fierce.

"Hey, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune, I'm going to run away~~"

Qinglong's claws failed to strike, and he fled immediately. Unfortunately, after being entangled in the mist, he couldn't escape completely.

The cyan divine light oscillated, revealing an imaginary dragon, which was ferocious and terrifying, but at the same time seemed to be creating all kinds of vitality.

This kind of vitality is a miracle, a chance, and a way to survive.

However... useless.

"Originally, you had a chance to escape, but it was only your greed that made you lose the chance of escaping! Dongmang Jiange has a leader like you, and you are worthy of being bigger and stronger?!"

Wei Hao's voice sounded, which made Feng Jin'an, who had shrunk again, suddenly understand the reason.

"Listen to the old guy... what is the big blue dragon greedy for?"

Rolling his eyeballs, the little dragon man pondered for a while, and felt that this thing must not be him...

Bah, bah, bah, what this thing is definitely not me, I am not a thing...

bah bah bah! !

Stopped thinking about it, Feng Jin'an pulled the wood off his head again, and muttered: "It must be this thing, wow, it must be a great treasure that can make the old turtles who run away can't help it." Ah. You don’t need money for your life, and you don’t want your life for money. It’s really insightful.”

It's definitely not enough to let the helm of a cultivation sect be so open-minded.

"Such a good thing, I have to find a way to make the old guy happy and let him reward me."

"Hmm...it's a problem."

Feng Jin'an knows how to make Wei Hao happy, for example, let him kill two angels for fun, then he must be very happy.

It's a pity that I can't do it. When I met a fairy, I guessed that the other party was a fart, so I collapsed to death.

Another thing is to open up your own understanding, directly advance by leaps and bounds, and then realize a kung fu or something, which is also destined to make the old guy happy.

It's a pity that I still can't do it. My aptitude seems a bit ordinary. According to the old guy's description, my senior brother, whom I have never met, is a true cultivation genius.

Coupled with the "martyr's arrogance"...that is really gods blocking and killing gods and Buddhas blocking Buddhas.

No matter how I look at myself, I am not as good as Senior Brother Wang.

So, the chances of making the old guy happy are slim to none.

Thinking of this, Feng Jin'an felt depressed for a moment, and heaved a long sigh: "Oh, everyone said that I was a god in my previous life, and I thought I could have a high level of understanding, but it turned out to be so mediocre... This treasure has nothing to do with me."

Looking at the wood in my hand, smelling it makes my mind clear, and I feel that the vitality of the world around me is becoming more and more intimate with myself.

Good baby, good baby, why not your own.

Damn it, if I was stronger, I would just hack the old guy's treasure and see what he can do to me.

All kinds of weird thoughts were thinking in his heart, and the big blue dragon above his head had already been caught up by a guy who looked like a demon god.

Feng Jin'an didn't look at it, but he shouted directly, "Sir, would you like me to pass the ax over?"

When he shouted, his whole body trembled, and his voice was trembling.

All I saw was that Wei Hao held Qinglong's head with one hand, stepped on Qinglong's waist with the other, and then stepped on the hill, in the misty sea of ​​clouds, swung the other fist and punched Qinglong fiercely.

Break the dragon's horn with one punch!

Break the dragon's spine with two punches!
Three punches and dragon scales flying!

Four Fist Dragon Ball sees blood...

Don't say anything about the idea of ​​blackmailing the baby, in this situation, Feng Jin'an just wants Wei Hao to have a good time, so that if he doesn't have a good time, he will also make himself unhappy.

"Good fight!"

Feng Jin'an was cheering on the hillside. The surrounding mountains collapsed and the sand and rocks rolled in. He didn't care about being afraid, and he was still cheering there.

"Sir is worthy of being the 'Monkey King', invincible in the world!"

Flattery must be critical, powerful and sincere!

He is an eight-year-old child, so why bother with the child.

But Wei Hao, who looks like a demon god, didn't care about Feng Jin'an at all. His eyes were red and his muscles were stretched. After trampling Qinglong, he twisted off the dragon's head and pulled it violently, even ripping Qinglong's head off. .

The keel was like a whip, stained with flesh and blood, floating in the air.

"Wu Dejun people listen up!"

"Da Mingyao has been put to death!"

"His accomplice, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, Dongmang, has also surrendered!"

"Surrender on the spot now, and I will spare you the death penalty!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless, and kill them all!"

After finishing speaking, Qinglong was completely blasted.

In the clouds and mist, it seemed that it was raining, but Feng Jinan touched it with his hand, only to find that it was not rain, but blood.

"No, isn't it a fake dragon that has been transformed?"

Feng Jin'an was shocked and dumbfounded.

But an even more shocking thing happened. After Qinglong was completely killed by Wei Hao, the seven-star combination of "Jiae, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Tail, Ji" unexpectedly condensed into a set of battle armor.

They would have scattered everywhere, but Wei Hao's yin and yang lost their way forced them to stay.

At the same time, the mana connection between this set of battle armor and the distant time and space was severed by Wei Hao's palm.

crunch crunch...

The sound of metal mourning came, Wei Hao's hands became claws, and he grabbed it with all his strength: "Leave it to me!!"

boom!
boom!boom!
boom boom boom...

The components of the armor fell from the sky one by one. Feng Jin'an couldn't see where they fell, but the shaking of the ground and the collapse of the surrounding rocks all clearly reminded him that these armor components were by no means simple.

"Brother Huang—"

The other three divine lights that escaped sent out a cry of grief and indignation.

It's a pity that they didn't dare to stay. After rushing out of the Yin-Yang Lost Formation with all their might, they didn't intend to stay at all, and went straight to the northeast.

Wei Hao felt quite sorry for the black, yellow and white divine light.

"Unfortunately, it's a little short of fire."

A ball of azure fireworks was crushed, and Wei Hao, who had the image of a gigantic demon god, gradually returned to his original appearance.

At the same time, the fog dissipated, and a special chariot was suspended in the air.

Seeing this chariot, Feng Jin'an's eyes became hot again, and he exclaimed in his heart: Wow, what a treasure, absolutely a treasure, why does the old guy have so many treasures, can he use it by himself?
Could it be that it was all given to Wang Jiexing, the big brother?
It must be, the old guy is eccentric, and he likes smart students. An ordinary person like myself must only be used for a while, not owned.

hateful……

Feng Jin'an has made up his mind in this situation, he must work hard to practice, and cultivate his "martyr's arrogance" into his own way.

When the time comes, this old fellow will be shameless, and his disciples have made achievements, so they can't be empty-handed, don't you know how to express it?

In his mind, Feng Jin'an had already imagined the majestic scene of himself driving a magical chariot, holding a golden dragon ax, and lighting an unknown god tree.

That must be the invincible hand in the world!
I, "Little Sage Yunmeng", also have a bright future!
"Stinky boy, you are in such a mess when you beat up a few generals who are ghosts and immortals, what a waste!"

Wei Hao took the compass car and landed beside Feng Jin'an. He raised his hand and slapped the little dragon so that the dragon's horn felt like it was about to fall off.

"Hey, sir, you... you secretly put a treasure on me, and you didn't say a word..."

Holding the wood, Feng Jin'an didn't want to let go, but Wei Hao snatched it away, and he had no choice but to hand it over.

Hopeless, but helpless.

"This is 'Dragon Wood Fragrance', and it is also a treasure that can only be mastered by a hell overlord in the 'Dragon Tomb'. You should also feel its effect. If you don't push you to the limit, how can you improve your 'Martyr's Arrogance'?" ?”

"Then sir, you should remind me, it almost made me think that sir is going to kill me..."

"That's what I really think. If you don't let you fall into a desperate situation, you won't burst out with the strongest will to survive. As the saying goes, only when you know that you will die will you make the most important choice. Either face death calmly, or make the last struggle."

"..."

"What? You don't think that cultivating 'Martyr's Arrogance' is the same as cultivating magic power? Let you practice in seclusion, gradually refine Qi, and then improve the realm? Finally, the magic power is unpredictable?"

"I have considered..."

"It seems that my previous teaching, you go in with the left ear and out with the right ear."

Wei Hao's expression was not good, and his tone was also very dissatisfied. He took back the Golden Dragon Ax and grabbed it casually. He didn't know where an ordinary Daxia saber flew over, and then threw it to Feng Jin'an: "Go, take those Anyone unwilling to lay down their weapons and surrender on the spot was killed."

"Clam???"

The little dragon's body trembled, and he almost didn't react. At this moment, the fog dissipated, and at a glance, there were soldiers of the "Wu De Army" all over the mountains and plains.

Some put down their weapons and surrendered, but some continued to organize resistance.

And it's not small.

Feng Jin'an only glanced at it, made a little calculation, and then tied his tongue and shouted: "First, sir! Well, look at it, I'm afraid there are... seven, seven... seven or eight thousand people!"

"If you kill one person, you will die. With a cup of tea, you can kill 200 or 8000 people. Seven to eight thousand people are just a matter of five or six cups of tea."

"..."

"I'm the number one student in Mingshu, so I shouldn't be wrong, right?"

"..."

The little dragon man knelt down directly, "Sir, please spare me, or you can give me an ax..."

"roll!"

Lifting his foot and kicking, Feng Jin'an felt like he was about to spit out the delicious food he ate earlier.

The whole person flew upside down, like a kite with a broken string, floating in the air for a long time, finally stabilized his body, tried his best to control the position while crying, and then displayed the "martyr's arrogance", aimed at a position, and prepared Hit the ground.

Old guy, you must die! !

boom! !

A ball of red flames directly hit the mountain, creating a deep hole on the spot, which shows the power of Wei Hao's kick.

Feng Jin'an, who got up from the pit, couldn't stabilize his body, and vomited blood directly, feeling that his internal organs had been kicked and displaced.

Damn it!
puff--

When the tip of the tongue was sweet, I really spit out a mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for the "martyr's arrogance" body protection, it might have turned into meat sauce directly.

Standing up in a daze, I finally opened my eyes and looked around, but what I saw was a group of "Wu Dejun" soldiers in strong and sharp clothes.

And still unwilling to surrender!

Compared with the current situation, Feng Jin'an felt that it would be better to face the heavenly soldiers and generals in Fenglong Township.

Anyway, it was a joy!

"Don't worry too much. One general is incompetent and affects the whole army. Their right commander and commander have been killed by me. The morale of the army is unstable and the fighting spirit has lost. What you have to do is to give everything you have."

When Wei Hao said this, Feng Jinan was fighting with each other, only hating himself for carrying a machete.

And Wei Hao landed on the top of the mountain with a smile on his face. Feng Jin'an has the "Treasure of Ultimate Bliss" on his body, and it is enough to save his own life.

There is no difference between seven or eight thousand or seven or eight thousand when fighting against the defeated generals who are unable to form an formation.

One against ten thousand is now.

Here Feng Jinan was playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, Wei Hao took out a peach charm along the way, and then contacted the "Princess Whale Sea" who was thousands of miles away.

The eldest princess who put on the airs of a lady in the underworld in Dongting Lake did not expect Wei Hao to contact her suddenly. When she was overjoyed, she also knew that the other party always had something to talk about, and don't bother her when she has nothing to do.

"Wei Jun summoned the concubine, why?"

"I have taken in a disciple, who is the current King Yunzhong. Counting the time, the heavenly soldiers and generals will take the opportunity to descend to the earth, and it should be about the same. Your Highness is in the Dongting, and you still need to beware of visitors from the heavens. No matter whether it is a fairy, god or dragon spirit, as long as you descend to the earth, there will be one." Strange."

The eldest princess was taken aback, and asked in a low voice: "If it's profane..."

"Same!"

Wei Hao said categorically, "Everyone who descends to the mortal world now is ready to enter the world to face the calamity. This calamity lies with me, with Lord Yunzhong, and with all beings of the right path. Your Highness is in prison. If you want to truly be free, the heavens will definitely Make a promise, give hope. However, Your Highness must keep in mind that this is a lie!"

"My concubine understands."

"No one will turn a blind eye to the Humane Formation in Yueyang Mansion. The person who is in charge of the formation now is His Highness. So His Highness must keep in mind that no matter what benefits the other party promises, the benefits must be obtained first, and the rest... hum."

"..."

Her Royal Highness was stupefied for a moment, hearing what this dead ghost meant, could it be that she just wiped it out and refused to admit it?
It's cool, but it's a bit unacceptable.

Afterwards, without waiting for the eldest princess to say a few words of greeting, Wei Hao put away the Tao Fu, and took a closer look, the boy on the slope was beaten to the point of running away, he was in a terrible state of embarrassment!

(End of this chapter)