Chen Tang covered his face.

Gritting his teeth: "It's better to let me go to war."

Qian Yong's slutty operation was passed down from generation to generation and was also a shame for her.

He said this and became alert in his heart: "This white-haired scholar should be the old man from the Eternal Life Sect."

Chen Tang took a deep breath.

I feel like I am about to take the college entrance examination.

Since they knew Lao Deng's ability, the whole camp was sprinting to prepare for the exam. Military people learned literature and literati learned martial arts, but they were not a dual cultivation of civil and military affairs, and had never personally entered unfamiliar fields. Even though they memorized many spiritual spirits and recorded in detail the meridian routes of the literary energy path when each spiritual spirit was activated, they still stayed at the theoretical level. There are barriers to theory and practice...

Qian Yong also realized that the national teacher was special.

Weigh the strength and calculate the distance between the two sides.

The two armies were more than a hundred feet apart. They urged the war horses with all their strength to increase their speed to the extreme. They could reach the scribes without a breath, pierced the opponent's head with one shot, and then took the head back. In the flash of lightning, Qian Yong had simulated it several times.

Even the gravel on the path is clearly remembered.

He thought so and did the same.

"Die!" The war horse under his crotch burst into a rushing momentum, and the speed was so fast that it turned into a straight line, and the cold sharp edge was approaching the key of the scholar.

The national teacher seemed to have not seen his movements.

Neither hurry or slow, open your lips lightly.

The next moment, Qian Yong's body flew backward without warning, like a cannonball swept across the sky, landing heavily without any fighting back, dragging out a gully more than twenty feet long. In addition to this gully, you can vaguely see the flesh and blood traces dragged out.

Just because the money was thrown away, the martial arts armor could not be maintained. He was withstood the huge force and dragging with his flesh and blood!

If you really want to get the porcelain, the bones under the flesh and blood will be worn away.

Qian Yong in the big pit staggered and got up.

Before it stood firm, it turned into the energy of heaven and earth and dissipated.

The real Qian Yong broke out of the ground in front of the formation. Seeing the feedback from the Wu Qi incarnation, the corner of his mouth twitched hard. Without a trace of hesitation, he slapped his horse and ran back into the formation. He was only responsible for verbal battles, but not for fighting the generals. He could not take over the military merits he had not been sure of.

His strength is not weak, even if he is a weapon incarnation, he has 30% of his strength. He was defeated in one encounter, which shows how strong the enemy is. Qian Yong has never liked to force himself to die. If he dies, who else can the family rely on?

Chen Tang was so angry that he was furious.

"Uncle Qian, you are still General Tianshu Guard!"

I really don't want any face.

Even if he can't beat him, he will act like this. This guy is good, but he twisted his body and fled back with a whip. He is not afraid of his prestige being frustrated after doing this. How can he lead troops if he lacks prestige? Qian Yong is Buddhist in this regard, and he doesn't often lead troops. His martial arts fortunes have been achieved by managing the Tianshu Guard and training in the past few years. As long as Chu Jie, a cultivator, continues to practice, he will not have to worry about layoffs.

She scolded: "What a dead pig, you are not afraid of boiling water!"

Angry but helpless.

Sooner or later, I will have to settle the accounts with Mr. Qian Yong.

No matter how much he scolded, he knew that Qian Yong's choice was correct. She could vaguely sense a cold and strange aura around Lao Deng. This aura was also the main master who defeated Qian Yong with one blow.

"Stop it!"

The national master sat firmly on the horse, raised his hand and whispered softly.

"Life and death change!"

As the last words fell, the sky and the earth changed color instantly. For a moment, the wind blew, and the sand and stones were flying, making people almost unable to stand. Chen Tang raised his hand and turned into a barrier to resist the wind and waves, and his pupils tightened with the picture in front of him, and he couldn't believe the picture in front of him.

Standing in the sky, it appeared at my feet.

The ground that should have been under his feet is now hanging above his head.

The creatures in the world seemed to have been pressed by the pause button, and time and space were frozen at this moment. Only Chen Tang was an exception.

She clearly saw the black and white waterfalls appearing in the sky and the earth, black downward and white upward, and the two were entangled in the air. As they merged and hovered into Yin and Yang fish, Chen Tang felt that strange and burning heat appeared in the Dan Mansion, and the martial armor on his body disappeared without a trace.

This scene seemed to last for a long time, and it seemed to be just a moment. The time that was about to stop flowed again and everything was overturned.

Before Chen Tang could adapt to this change, she heard a few sounds of cloth tearing and cracking at the tip of her ears, and couldn't help but look at it.

Chen Tang: "..."

Gu Chi: "..."

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Chapter completed!