From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Sizhao Military Town.

Jiang Yuan walked out of the mansion on the edge of the city, holding a young boy's head in his hand.

Cavalry gathered from all directions, among them were many experts of the middle and lower third ranks.

The military town was small, so the cavalry could not charge.

Jiang Yuan swept across with the Baijun Spear in his hand, killing all seven riders and horses blocking the road, leaving a bloody mess.

Suddenly, a twenty-meter-tall golden figure of an arhat appeared, with most of its body exposed above the city wall.

In the battle formation, Deputy Mountain Master Sizhao was stunned.

He felt that his Vajra Realm was very different from the other party's.

The golden body of Arhat stretched his hands into the wall, forcibly took down two huge stones and threw them at other city gates, repeating this process repeatedly. After blocking all the gates, he disappeared.

Jiang Yuan adjusted his breathing. He could now travel five hundred miles in one breath, but his Arhat Golden Body consumed a lot of energy. He was basically invincible in attacking cities and destroying strongholds. His current state could support him for roughly ten minutes.

With this level of consumption, it’s better to do it yourself.

Right now, the only way out of the city is through the door behind him.

"You still want to kill us all!?"

In the battle, the deputy mountain lord was half stunned and half angry. The Sizhao military town had 10,000 elite soldiers. Even if the horses became a burden in the city, they were no match for Xiao Sizhao, a useless man who could not last more than a quarter of an hour.

"dismount!"

The elite soldiers formed a battle array, and the first thing they did was to rain arrows down upon them.

After a few rounds, tens of thousands of arrows rained down on him.

The protective energy is worn away bit by bit, and when accumulated it becomes a huge amount. In the dark there are also strong archers who specialize in shooting at the seven orifices and other weak points, which aggravates the consumption.

Two battle formations of a thousand men moved forward, their heavy shields connected together, forming an encirclement like a wall.

Jiang Yuan condensed a three-foot-long lightning in his hand and added it to the Baijun Spear. He turned his wrist around and the tip of the spear easily broke through the refined steel heavy shield, cutting the forty soldiers behind him in half. Invisibly, the black mist of the Saint Thief spread out, ashes fell, and vitality returned, repairing the lost physical strength and energy.

Immediately afterwards, several "plots" of varying degrees of severity occurred.

A second-rank junior master showed up and threw the spear in his hand with a force as powerful as thunder.

As a result, the spear returned at a faster speed, piercing through the head and killing more than a dozen enemy soldiers.

On the top of the city wall, a group of soldiers jointly operated the crossbow. It was rumored that the capital of Beimang was equipped with the real "natural enemy of warriors", the mountain-shaking crossbow built by the Mohist master himself. It was huge and attached with the hard work of generations of moral masters. One shot was equivalent to a sword thrown by a land sword immortal with all his strength.

But before the crossbow was fired, Jiang Yuan had already punched the city wall.

There was no damage on the surface, but the whole city seemed to be in a severe earthquake, and all the soldiers and crossbows fell.

The power of six dragons and one elephant, just by breaking through the air, caused thousands of thunders, and two or three thousand people had blood dripping from their ears.

Jiang Yuan concentrated on shooting, gusts of strong wind flowed around the gun, he breathed frequently without any scruples, and the power of each shot never decreased at all.

Half an hour later, 3,200 people were killed in the battle.

Jiang Yuan still maintains his peak condition, and uses the overflowing vitality to increase his strength.

The deputy mountain master rubbed his eyes as he watched the figure getting closer and closer, telling himself again and again that there was no real enemy of ten thousand people in the world. He was in the Vajra realm and knew that the battles of armies were in line with the will of heaven and that he could restrain the flow of martial artists' qi.

But that guy has indeed continued to kill us until now.

Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.

The other party was standing on a mountain of corpses, with only flashing gun shadows and lightning around him.

In the last siege, four phalanxes of a thousand men attacked together from the east, south, west and north.

The twenty-meter-tall golden figure of Arhat appeared again.

His blood vessels and meridians were intact, and he hammered the ground four times in the center of the battle formation.

The death of five or six hundred men was a devastating blow to the morale.

The soldiers broke down and began to flee futilely, but the city gates were sealed.

The deputy mountain master woke up as if from a dream and realized that he had been surrounded.

When the colorful python climbed to the top of the city wall, the atmosphere turned into despair.

"The son is silent and his strange power confuses the gods."

In short, it is to use supernatural power to beat the enemy into insanity.

Jiang Yuan swung his gun with all his strength, releasing his strong energy. After seven shots, the shattered bodies of five hundred people caused a blood rain to fall from the sky. The fishy wind spread and rushed into the mouths and noses of other people without any care.

The deputy mountain master dismounted, his heart pounding with fear, because the enemy was within less than three feet of him.

He is not as tough as Xiao Sizhao, who has finally become a King Kong and is enjoying wealth and glory. Why should he fight to the death with such a natural anomaly? Xiao Yan is not his son.

"I will not associate with those who rush to the front of a tiger or cross a river."

The deputy mountain master was a little confused. He had read some books of sages when he was a child and knew that this meant not to act rashly.

"You are just a man who can tear tigers and leopards apart alive and cross the river alone. You are not worthy to be my opponent."

The deputy mountain master nodded repeatedly and said whatever you said was what it was.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

A Confucian spirit inexplicably radiated. The moment the other party put away his gun, he was successfully promoted to a second-rank Confucian scholar.

“Why do you do that?!”

……

December 1st, the third year of Qianyuan in Liyang.

Half a month after the Battle of Jibei ended.

A latest martial arts review has emerged in the martial arts world.

The best in the world is still Wang Xianzhi, who claims to be the second best.

Beimang Tuoba Bodhisattva ranked second and ascended to the fairyland on earth as a warrior.

The third is Li Chungang, the sword god from sixty years ago.

The fourth is Cao Changqing, who embodies the elegance of Western Chu.

Since martial arts reviews do not involve Buddhists and Taoists, Buddha heads and Taoist masters are not included. In addition, it does not include top masters who have not appeared in 20 years and whose life or death cannot be confirmed, as well as a few places such as the Wu Family Sword Tomb and the Guanyin Sect.

Fifth place, Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God, went out to sea to visit the immortals, and the celestial phenomena were perfect.

The sixth place was previously unknown in the world.

The Marquis of Ji'an, Jiangyuan, called himself Wenqu.

At the age of sixteen, he entered the first grade, at the age of sixteen, he entered the second grade, at the age of sixteen, he entered the Vajra, and now he is not seventeen yet.

The master of Sizhao Mountain, a warrior who had reached the perfection of Zhixuan realm, was killed with ten punches.

In the military town, he fought one against ten thousand and destroyed five thousand and two thousand of their armored forces.

He possesses extraordinary supernatural powers that are unique in Buddhism, and his divine powers are unprecedented in history.

Eliminate the common leader of the army, infantry and cavalry.

A match for ten thousand men, a Confucian and Taoist alien.

Seventh place, Chess and Sword Music, Hong Jingyan.

Born with silver eyes without pupils, and with leaky eyes, he is in the celestial realm.

Eighth place, the Northern Mang demon Deng Mao.

Ninth place: Wudang Wang Chonglou.

Tenth place: Murong Baoding, the commander of the imperial guards.

……

The second list belongs to Rouge Review.

First place: Nangong Pushe.

There is no one like it in the whole world, it was born only after thousands of years.

Second place: Queen of Western Chu, Jiang Si.

It is hard to give up one's natural beauty, and a smile will make you full of charm.

Third place: Chen Yu.

Born into the Chen family, one of the top ten wealthy families in the Spring and Autumn Period, her appearance is as good as Nangong's.

The state is rich and elegant, and the texture is delicate and even.

Fourth place: Pei Nanwei

Born into the Pei family, one of the ten great families in the Spring and Autumn Period, Princess Zhao Heng, the Prince of Jing'an

Her beauty is even more enchanting, and the good night of spring is hard to pass away.

……

The third one is the evaluation of talented women.

First place: Xu Weixiong.

The second daughter of King Xu Xiao of Beiliang, currently lives in Shangyin Academy.

She is the best female swordsman in the art of hand-to-hand combat, with superb sword skills and great mastery of the art of diplomacy.

Second place: Faceless Woman.

The contemporary sword champion of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, not included in the martial arts evaluation, is the best in unique skills and tricks. The sword servant Cuihua is extremely talented and is a candidate for the female sword fairy.

Third place: Wu Huoyue.

A swordsmith from Beimang, and one of the four great masters of Mohism.

Fourth place: Wang Dongxiang.

He has written many works on poetry and literature, including "The First Snow".

(End of this chapter)