final catastrophe

Chapter 422 106. Killing God Formation (for Subscription)

In the candlelit house, a map is spread out.

"Military Master, do you want to send someone to disturb his knife casting?" A calm general in iron armor asked with his fists clasped.

Standing in the center, overlooking the map were Sima Jia and Jia Buyu.

The two looked at each other with serious expressions.

"Xia Ji. What exactly does he want to do?"

"No, let's scatter with rangers and try to go around?"

Both of them were a little unsure.

This is really the first time I have seen casting a knife before the battle, which makes the two veterans a little weird.

But the so-called deception means that even if you don't know what the other party is doing, you still have to let him be hindered.

If it cannot be hindered, it is procrastination.

Originally, it can be completed in one step, but we must create troubles and let him complete it in three steps.

Jia Buyu pinched the mole with a smile.

The silver-haired man immediately gave him a hard look.

Jia Buyu laughed "hehe" twice, rolled his eyes, and looked at a square pendant hanging by the wall.

The pendant is ordinary, but some vertical and horizontal textures are randomly engraved on it, which is what Sima Jia made out of boredom in ordinary times.

The silver-haired man fell into deep thought immediately.

Jia Buyu was also solemn and quiet.

The dialogue between the two military divisions was like a "silent play", only to see that the people around them were confused.

A military division is indeed an unfathomable creature.

In fact, the conversation between the two just now went like this.

Jia Buyu: "It's better to run away first, and then remotely control the battlefield. I've done the calculations. The outcome of this battle is unknown."

Sima Jia: "Get lost."

Jia Buyu: "Hey. If you pull, use that formation. I can cooperate with you. Don't think that I don't know that you are hiding secrets. When I see the things you usually wear, I know that you are also a veteran up.

At this juncture, if this formation is not used, the future is really uncertain.

Old rascal, let me ask you, do you need it? "

Sima Jia: "This is a killing formation that will shorten your life."

Jia Buyu: "Think about it yourself."

The candle flickered.

Lengthen the shadows of the people and cast them on the cold wall.

"Back off, the generals will take orders later. I will discuss it with Junshi Jia." The silver-haired man waved his hand wearily.

All the soldiers and the heroes of the rivers and lakes all retreated.

Only the two people in the house were left.

"This is the Formation of the Eight Gates of Death, right? It is also called the God-killing Formation. I didn't expect you, old rascal, to still study this kind of brutal formation." Jia Buyu leisurely took off the pendant hanging on the wall.

It was an ebony board with vertical and horizontal textures carved on it, which was very messy, but Jia Buyu could tell it was arithmetic at a glance.

"This array was born out of the eight trigrams, and the eight trigrams have eight gates. Although the eight gates are locked, there is still a glimmer of life, which can be said to follow the way of heaven.

But in this killing god formation, all eight sects were killed.

It can be described as hurtful.

If it is used indiscriminately, I am afraid that it will lose five years of life, right? "

The silver-haired man shook his head, "No, it's ten years."

Jia Buyu's eyes widened, and he couldn't help saying "Damn it", and then waved his hands again and again, "Forget it, seeing that you have gray hair, old rascal, you must have miscalculated a long time ago, and you have already lost ten thousand dollars." Live well for many years."

The silver-haired man smiled wryly: "It's 20 years."

Jia Buyu gasped. He would never do this, so he couldn't help but ask, "Then what did you figure out?"

"God of God."

Sima Jia said, "Xia Ji is the God of Martial God. He was still in Xiangyang at that time, and his master hadn't passed away. What he did later was done by the God of Martial Arts. Lingye saved the Son of Man and brought him up in Wudang. He also went to the sky alone, oppressing Shanghuang with his own strength, so that he would not dare to act rashly
but he. "

Jia Buyu said: "I have also heard the news, this is really the worst news, but also the best news.

The bad thing is that another god has occupied Xia Ji's body.

The good thing is that the knife god is still alive, and he is always fighting against the god. "

Sima Jia didn't answer him, but suddenly asked: "How is Emperor Yan?"

"He's so lucky, he can burn others to death with a high fever, and he's almost recovered."

"Big black mole, promise me one thing."

The silver-haired man suddenly became serious.

Jia Buyu waved his hands hastily and said, "Don't, don't, I know what you want to say. Just pretend I just farted, let's think of a way."

the two fell silent
At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and a messenger came in and said, "Qiao Qingfeng, leader of the beggar gang, has left the city!"

The number one ghost met the eyes of the two counselors of the poisoner, with a calm expression, but they both said with emotion: "Why are you so impatient!"

Then hurried out.

In fact, the two were secretly delighted.

In this situation, it would be great for someone to test or make trouble. In the previous fights, they didn't see clearly Xia Ji's reality.

And this Qiao Qingfeng is extremely strong, faintly reaching the level of the previous five great legends, and coupled with the loss of the beggar gang's lotus, it is even more powerful.

At this moment, he left the city in anger, really a hungry tiger out of the cage, not easy to get along with, this is really the best team to test and harass that Xia Ji.

It turned out that the two of them still had the idea of ​​"exciting generals", but now they have saved everything.

Although it is reckless, but there is still some admiration.

Unfortunately, the conspirators are ruthless.

Everything is just to weigh down even one more straw on the balance of victory.

Qiao Qingfeng was the straw.

He arranged the follow-up of the beggar gang early and made a will.

At this moment, the pressure was relieved, and when he left the city, he was holding a green eighteen-section stick in his right hand, and beside him were the elite disciples of the beggar gang.

Like a giant dragon, every joint is controlled by at least a few seven-bag elite disciples and an eight-bag elder.

The giant dragon hovered and took complicated steps, and soon became a lotus flower.

Open and close suddenly.

Hidden infinite murderous intent.

The three-mile road will arrive in an instant.

Ziwei closed the door, and the ghost and poison were watching the distance.

Then, they saw the nearly two hundred demon soldiers who participated retreated, several thousand meters behind, leaving the long-haired man alone, raising the hammer, falling, raising it again, and falling.

So back and forth, repeated, tireless.

He has been casting for a full half day.

Among them, at least hundreds of knives have been fused together by him, resulting in a wavy texture on the blade.

A few knives were melted, and a few patterns were stacked.

Soon, the lotus formation had surrounded the man who cast the knife.

"please wait a while."

Xia Ji said, it seems that the group of beggars came here to invite him to drink, not to fight.

Qiao Qingfeng snorted coldly, and didn't say much. Since the enemy said to wait, he didn't wait any longer. He sent out a small group of people to guard against the magic soldiers in the distance, and the rest of the elites just tapped bamboo sticks.

Indole.
Indole.
The sound of the bamboo stick hitting the ground turned into a layered sound wave, which formed a strange force with the group of beggars in the lotus formation.

Qiao Qingfeng stared at the man who forged the knife coldly, his gaze stayed on the fire, as if he was just an ordinary blacksmith.

"The lotus falls, the lotus falls, the high officials get rich, and the younger sons are praised by everyone"

He sang the tone of beggars when they were begging.

And the eighteen green dog-beating sticks in his hand were clearly intended to be "stuck", but they were stabbed out with a hidden "wrapping" energy.

(End of this chapter)