"Would you send you two to die?"

Jiang Ao did not take Chen Tang and the others seriously.

However, he didn't mind a precious and rare man-made tiger. He arranged a place to go to the head of Chen Tang in the flash and fire, and he thought of what Chen Tang should do. His study was missing a landscape basin.

Who made Chen Tang's face rest in the eyes of the most harsh Yan Gou? That was also a celestial and above? Jiang Ao even thought that he would be more accurate in cutting the knife later and not hurt her face. If he accidentally broke his appearance, he would not be able to act as a landscape basin.

Chen Tang: "It was the King of Hell who sent us to take your life!"

Jiang Ao smiled: "I'm very angry!"

In addition to Chen Tang and Shao Chong, several other coalition generals also wanted to intervene in the battle, but the strength created by the Sixteenth-level Grand Master was not something they could resist. Jiang Ao took the time to deal with them while fighting them. With only thirty or fifty round trips, several people were left on the line of life and death three or five times. The lucky ones could also retreat slightly, while the unlucky ones were seriously injured and lying on the ground, losing their combat power.

Chen Tang drank them directly.

At this time, it's just a bad help.

I also have to be distracted from saving my teammate's lives.

However, her words did not calm them down completely.

"These annoying ants..." Jiang Ao's palm sucked and grabbed the neck of the "annoying ants" in his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Tang took action to save the person.

Although he felt the momentum coming from Chen Tang and the cold sword edge that was coming to his eyes in the blink of an eye, Jiang Ao did not let go of the grabbing hand, but instead took the Shen Tang sword with his left hand. With a bent finger, the sword edge was tilted. He clearly saw the surprise reflected by Chen Tang's beautiful child holes. At the same time, the tiger's mouth exerted force, and without any effort, the sound of bone shattering came from the palm of his hand.

The "annoying ant" tilted his head and scarlet red overflowed from the corners of his lips.

The body that had not yet recovered was thrown away by Jiang Ao at will.

Five fingers are set, and a black sword with a strange shape is turned into.

"How can a sword hurt me at all?"

"Look at you, what is strength!"

Jiang Ao raised the knife and gently stroked a blow.

Buzz —

The shouts of killing on the battlefield seemed to be swallowed up by the sword.

Wherever the path is, the air is distorted.

The black sword energy of dozens of feet locked Chen Tang.

The two were not far away, and they were only a moment later, so they swallowed it. Seeing this, Jiang Ao felt a sense of slight regret. This son had no chance to be his own landscape basin, but Shao Chong was still there. The man-headed and tiger-headed son could still look forward to it.

The black knife energy collided head-on with Chen Tang.

The explosion sounded in a powerful manner and came into the ears of living nearby people.

The brave warriors and literary scholars can be lucky enough to offset the discomfort, but they are in great trouble before they can form military formations. The closest ones, the bones on their bodies are shattered into pieces, the internal organs are broken, and the blood vessels in the brain are broken, and the luckiest ones also have a pierced eardrum. However, this is just the first wave of remnants, and the more terrifying and difficult is the explosion caused by the collision between the sword energy and Chen Tang. At this time, several literary energy barriers entangled the explosion, and the soldiers formed a formation and turned into shield defense.

"You might as well surrender directly, right?"

Jiang Ao turned his head and avoided Shao Chong's sneak attack behind him.

Use your palms to swing out the wind and fight with Shao Chong at close range.

It is not as good as Chen Tang's verbal verbal. He doesn't want to talk about trash or talk to trash, but the black boy who gradually becomes scarlet red clearly shows his attitude. Perhaps he is about to get the highest standard, Jiang Ao's mood is better.

"Your head is good!"

The flying sandstorm has not completely dissipated.

"But you can compare with me what you can count!"

Shao Chong faced him with his palm, the latter did not move at all, and he flew backwards for more than ten feet, almost qi and blood flowing backwards. It was not until gentle and firm power came from his back. He didn't need to turn his head and knew it was Chen Tang: "This old guy can't bite his bones!"

"You are not a dog, why are you going to chew a bad bone?" Chen Tang's breath was not very stable, but his face looked very rosy and he was still in a mood to speak slutty. Jiang Ao, who was also surprised, said, "Look, if you don't have some strength, it's better not to brag randomly. Otherwise, just like this old guy, not only will he brag about the cowhide, but he will also be so confident that he can do it."

Shao Chong said, "He's a big deal!"

Chen Tang sneered: "It's really okay. The wave just now didn't kill me, but he harvested his own soldiers' heads. He attacked him without any difference in war. Don't count the military achievements at that time. Jiang Aohao ranked first in our army, that would be funny."

Shao Chong heard the anger in Chen Tang's words.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of scarlet winding snakes following her fingers and flowing to the sword grid and the sword body. The hand holding the sword was trembling involuntarily. He said, "Your hand is injured..."

Chen Tang said expressionlessly: "I know."

Jiang Ao narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He is too proud.

He was so proud that he ignored Chen Tang's abnormality, but Chen Tang took his sword energy. Although he only used 50% of his strength, it was enough to match the full-strength attack after 15th-level young master creation. Not only did the opponent's next, he was just a minor injury?

Jiang Ao suddenly felt that using such a human head as a landscape basin was a waste of resources: "You are not bad, give you a chance to tell me what your name is. I will not kill the nameless people!"

Chen Tang raised his sword and pointed it at Jiang Ao.

"Me? Hehe, I call you ancestor!"

Together with Shao Chong, he led Jiang Ao to the edge of the battlefield.

Jiang Ao took action and opened his hands, regardless of whether he ignored it. He did many unethical things like killing Liang and taking credit for his good deeds. Once he killed the enemy, how could he care about whether he was an enemy soldier or his own soldier? In his opinion, killing people was like a child pouring hot water on an ant nest, and he didn't care about how much he was scalded. It was just a trivial ant!

But Chen Tang and Shao Chong are different.

They have to worry about their own side when they start.

In layman's terms, it means that the ultimate move is banned and the boss is beaten.

Jiang Ao is the most arrogant person as his name is.

He noticed the plot of Chen Tang and his two men, and chased after him with a heroic laugh. It was not that he felt that he was not victorious, but that he simply disliked the heroic posture of the gods who came to earth. How could Chen Tang and his two men be attracted by the ants around him?

winter--

Wei Shou noticed Jiang Ao's movements.

He cursed in his heart: [It's really a dog that can't change it and eat shit!]

Did you forget why Chu Yao was so mean back then?

At this time, it still runs away...

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

As Wei Shou complained in his heart, a shiny spear stabbed towards him. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, fine ice blue snowflakes floated. He was shocked. If he was poked, the flesh and blood near the wound would not have been frozen into ice lumps.

But, if you should say it, this shooting technique is matched with Piaoxue...

It's really pleasing to the eye.

"You are a warrior who has some tricks."

Wei Shou saw the details of the opponent in front of him at a glance.

The young general was born with a gentle and clear temperament, elegant temperament, and seemed harmless, but in fact he was still and deep, and the undercurrent was surging.

"Why don't you wear martial arts armor?"

The young general looked angry.

Wei Shou's move was a humiliation to him!

"Of course I don't want to." Wei Shou's answer was very willful.

The young general would naturally not be polite. The silver light in his spear flashed in his hand, and when it stabbed out, it turned into a soft iron whip like a spiral: "Since that's the case, you don't have to leave your life!"

The iron whip barbs almost hooked through Wei Shou's shoulder blades.

It's so lingering, but it's just a torn public clothes.

Wei Shou looked at the young general who was growing in momentum and knew that Huang Lie, the main cavalry, had hidden strength. If he was not serious, he might become a military merit in climbing in the other direction.

He had no choice but to threaten again: "This is what you forced me. Those who have seen my husband's martial arts armor are either blind or dead."

With a stomp under his feet, the pink and tender martial arts wrapped him up, and instantly turned into a champagne-colored mountain armor, but the rest of the leather was a weird pink armor. Fortunately, he had a neck covering his face, otherwise his old face would have been put where his old face was. Only the daughter's family and the philosophical scholars liked it. It was a bit weird to put it on him.

The young general was really stunned.

Wei Shou was not polite to him, and he was free to release the powerful aura that was inconsistent with pink, and did it without saying hello. His moves were dangerous and tricky, but the young general always felt that the other party had left three points, otherwise he might be more embarrassed to deal with it.

Overall, the number of coalition forces has an absolute advantage.

But the force of Chaoli Pass is not weak either.

The key to victory or defeat is not these generals, but the main force with a huge number. Chen Tang was under Xiaocheng and wanted to use one person to defeat the shield formed by the morale of more than 10,000 rebels in Xiqiu. Although the result was not successful, it also indirectly reflected that if these ordinary soldiers had enough morale, they could also fight against powerful martial warriors, or even leave the other side in one fell swoop!

An ordinary soldier is cannon fodder.

Two ordinary soldiers are not in a state of harmony.

Three or five people gathered together to deal with a single Duli Gong.

but--

What about one thousand, two thousand, three thousand?

What about 10,000, 20,000, and 30,000?
To be continued...