Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 337 The bald man with an iron rod

"Look, there's thunder in the river, and it's going to rain."

The young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, who had just become a husband for less than a month, patted the arm of the general who was sitting beside him drinking with his head up, pointed at the distant night sky and shouted.

The status of the two is very different, one is the ten thousand generals who are above ten thousand people, and the other is the ten thousand commanders who are lowly, and the ranks of the royal army are strict. The general's arm is disrespectful, as long as the general speaks, the head of this small school can be knocked down.

However, this general who was known for his ruthless tactics and violent personality in the army was not unhappy because of the rude behavior of the young captain, and he didn't lose his temper and hit the [-]th army stick first as a warning.

His attention was also attracted by the thunder in the distance.

At this time, the second thunder fell.

"General, it's thundering again."

The young ten-officer was very excited, and got up from the ground all at once. He has been stationed by the Jinsha River for more than two months. He has never seen thunder or rain. Without the romance in the imperial city, this desolate river It's so boring that it makes people go crazy, and even a gust of wind can make people talk for a long time.

Sitting on the ground with a jug in his hand, the general who was just over forty years old did not get up, his slightly drunk tiger eyes widened the moment he saw the first thunder.

At this time, the third thunder fell.

"It's not raining."

Before the young captain exclaimed again, the general who was carrying the wine jug spoke first, and his voice revealed unspeakable shock and excitement.

"This is Thunder Tribulation."

"Thunder Tribulation?"

The young commander did not understand for a moment, "General, what are you talking about? What is Thunder Tribulation?"

"Someone is about to form a pill, Martial King Pill."

The chief general made no secret of the envy in his eyes. He has been promoted to the eighth-level grandmaster for three years. Limited by his talent, he may not be able to enter the ninth-level rank in his life, let alone the tenth-level and cross-border. Seeing someone I realized the ideal that I couldn't even dream of. I was jealous and envious, but I sighed and sighed helplessly.

"Martial King Pill? Someone has been promoted to Martial King? Wow, that's amazing."

The young tenth commander had just entered the soul realm, if it wasn't because he was from the same town as the general, was related to him, and was clever in his work, he would never have the qualifications to drink and chat with an eighth-level martial arts master.

"Could it be the suzerain of the three major sects? Or His Royal Highness?"

In the youth's mind, the Eldest Prince is the head of the Seven Great Talents and the future heir to the throne. Regardless of strength or status, no one in Yunlan Country can match him. It is a great honor to serve him. I fell in love with this idol who I had admired in my heart for many years but had never even seen a single face.

"Then I don't know, but..."

The chief general shook his head lightly, before he finished speaking, the fourth thunder suddenly fell from the distance.

"But what? General."

Waiting for the elders from the same town beside him to say the following, the young ten husband stopped when the Lord General had finished speaking, and couldn't help asking.

"Strange, so strange."

The general looked at the direction where the sky thunder disappeared, and murmured: "It is said in the book that King Wu's alchemy will lead to three lightning bolts. As long as he resists the bombardment of the sky thunder, it means that the alchemy is successful. What about?"

The general was puzzled, and the young man was even more confused, but seeing the dignified faces of the respected elders from his hometown, he suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and turned his eyes to the distance.

At this time, the fifth thunder fell.

Then, the sixth way.

Seventh way.

eighth.

ninth!

A total of nine thunderbolts, one more powerful than the last one, especially the last one, the whole sky was illuminated like daytime.

The middle-aged general was shocked and speechless. The nine thunders that appeared one after another have exceeded his cognition. When His Majesty broke the mirror, he was fortunate to be one of the guardians at that time. He saw the three thunders descending with his own eyes. what happened?
Could it be that there were three masters forming alchemy at the same time?

Just when the middle-aged general was shocked and confused, a gloomy and indifferent man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Boy, those small boats by the river belong to you, right?"

The middle-aged general turned his head sharply, and saw a tall and burly stranger with a bald head, wearing a red bed sheet sewn with gold thread, and carrying a gilded iron rod with a bowl mouth thick on his back. man.

The middle-aged general had never seen a bald man in a strange dress, but the aura exuding from the other party gave him an indescribable depression.

"Who are you?"

The young captain also saw the bald man quietly appearing behind him, stared at him, and asked loudly.

"This Chan Master's Dharma name is Jin Chanzi, from Zen Buddhism, I want to borrow one of your boats to cross the river, boy, I will find a hundred strong men to steer this Zen Master. After the matter is completed, it will definitely benefit you."

The middle-aged general frowned, and looked up and down at the bald man who appeared out of nowhere. His contemptuous tone and order-like tone immediately aroused his anger, but he did not act rashly.

This river beach is surrounded by dense tents, eight hundred elite soldiers are patrolling day and night, and the periphery is covered with secret sentries. Even a bird flying by cannot hide from the eyes and ears of the middle-aged general. Jue came behind him, his strength and cultivation can be imagined.

The middle-aged general is calm and calm, but the young captain is not so patient.

The bald man's expression and tone of voice aroused his anger instantly, and the saber in his waist drew a beautiful arc, and slashed out with a sharp piercing sound.

"Untouchable, if you dare to be rude to the general, you will die!"

The bald man who called himself Jin Chanzi looked at the steel knife that was chopped off his head without dodging or avoiding it, and a hint of pity and sarcasm suddenly flashed in his eyes.

I didn't see him making any movements, and a golden light flashed in front of him. The body of the young man with the knife who was rushing forward suddenly froze, and a crack suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. Then, his whole body was split into two, and he fell on the ground strangely. He fell to the ground, before he even had time to scream, he died on the spot with his eyes wide open.

The pupils of the middle-aged general constricted sharply.

The young man was talented and intelligent, but he had entered the realm of a martial artist when he was dissatisfied. The middle-aged general was still unmarried, and he already regarded this fellow from the same origin as his half-son in his heart. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he died tragically in front of him.

"Come on!"

The middle-aged chief general let out a loud roar, and the clanging of armor and the sound of orderly and heavy footsteps sounded all around. A team of guards in full body armor rushed to him and surrounded the bald-headed strange man carrying iron bars.

"Take it!"

The middle-aged lord gave an order, and ten elite guards in armor and armor drew out their knives at the same time, and the sharp light of the knives wove into a big impenetrable net, covering the bald man from all directions.

(End of this chapter)