Chapter 22: Become Famous()

Outside Anyi City, a hundred miles to the east, there is a small city. Look at the tadpole and Fu characters carved on the plaque on the main entrance of the city gate. It happens to be the word Hun Tian. This is where Hun Tianhou established after several battlefield conquests.

The fiefdom obtained after performing military merits. Compared with Li Tianhou who could only own a small mansion in Anyi City, Hun Tianhou was much more relaxed in this city.

The small city, which is nearly one mile long and wide, only has a shallow and narrow moat. There are no civilians living in the entire city. All the residents are soldiers under the name of Hun Tianhou and the masters of dead soldiers he raised. The city is simple and simple.

There were only two cross-shaped avenues that crisscrossed each other. Pairs of soldiers wearing black armor roared loudly and ran back and forth on the avenue carrying heavy stones on their backs. They were covered in sweat, and drops of sweat dripped on the hot stone slabs of the street.

It was immediately evaporated, leaving only a faint trace of white salt.

Hun Weather's mansion in the city occupies a small area. There are three courtyards in front and back. There is a main hall in the middle, with three rows of wing rooms on both sides. There is a school ground in front and a garden in the back. It is simple. There are dozens of guards whose bodies are wrapped in black cloaks.

With more than a hundred beasts with tiger heads, ox bodies, and leopard tails, they slowly roamed around the mansion. Even though it was broad daylight, the security was still tight.

In the central hall, Hun Tianhou was sitting relaxedly on a stone chair in the middle, holding a large bowl carved and polished from black granite in his hand, drinking strong grain wine. Three feet in front of him, a piece of water rippled like a mirror.

Like floating in the air, there are several figures in the water waves flying to assassinate. This is the scene of the fight between the four dead soldiers Xiahou and Li Tianhou.

Suddenly, Hun Tianhou threw away the big bowl, clapped heavily and said: "Okay, these dead soldiers of Lao Shisan are good, these swords are well-positioned, and their speed is also very fast. Hehe, although they are not as good as the ones I have.

The overseas swordsman who causes trouble is also a rare master. Well, this barbarian is going to suffer."

There are two rows of stone chairs in the main hall. Sitting on one of them is an old man wearing a thick blue robe with water ripples on the hem. The old man holds a strange seal in his hand and looks at the water silently.

Looking at the battle situation in the mirror, he suddenly laughed a few times: "Didn't Tianwei notice it? Since the fight started, the barbarian has been hit by at least hundreds of swords. Is there any blood flowing out of his body? The earthly witchcraft is indeed

The one with the strongest defense, this guy’s skin is simply thicker than triple jade armor.”

Hun Tianhou immediately put on a smile: "Witch Ji is right, but I didn't notice it. Hey, there are really no scars on his body. It seems that when the tiger tyrannosaurus comes out of the new military camp, Xingtian Dafeng and his brothers will definitely

I want to take him with me to cause trouble all over the world. Alas, it is really rare to have such a ninth-level wizard and martial artist who is not even a descendant of a noble family."

The priest witch sneered a few times, and the seal on his hand changed. The camera in the water mirror immediately moved towards Xiahou, and he could clearly see the swords of those men in black scratching Xiahou's skin, causing it to tremble.

A little spark arose. Then he nodded and murmured to himself: "Since Tianhou has established a relationship with that unruly girl from the Xingtian family, we must make good use of it. Hehe, don't really believe it.

There is no master among this generation of the Xingtian family."

Hun Tianhou waved his hand, and a maid came out of nowhere, holding a black wooden plate in her hand. On the plate was a gleaming hexagonal cyan jade piece. The length and width of the jade piece were about a foot, and it was thick.

There is a deposit, and after careful polishing, very soft water vapor slowly evaporated from the jade piece. Hun Tianhou smiled and said: "I accidentally obtained this in the East Atlantic Ocean a while ago.

Shuiyu Liufang, please ask the witch to accept it. I wonder, what is the power of the Xingtian family now?"

The priest witch waved his left sleeve, and he didn't know where he received the six-square jade piece. The maid walked away quickly and obediently. There was a hint of satisfaction and relaxation in the priest's tone, and a smile appeared on his face: "

Among the nine witch temples in Anyi, as far as I know, the Xingtian family has sent nearly a thousand children to join the witch temple since ten years ago. The strongest among them are the sixteenth brothers of Xingtian Dafeng and Xingtian Xuanzhi. On the winter festival day last year, Xingtian

Old Sixteen, he successfully lifted the Five Cauldrons of the Kingdom with his witchcraft power."

Hun Tianhou's expression changed slightly: "Great Wuding Wu? How old is he this year? What about the other Xing Tian disciples?"

The blue light flashed in the eyes of the witch priest, and he just smiled with his eyelids drooping. After a long time, he said: "Of the other children of the Xingtian family who were sent to the witch palace to receive the guidance of the great witch, the weakest ones now are also low-level sorcerers. Speaking of which, Xingtian

The most outstanding disciple my family has left in Mingdi is Xing Tianhuaying, who only has two cauldrons of witchcraft power."

Hun Tianhou stood up and saluted respectfully towards the sacrificial witch: "Thank you so much for the guidance."

The sacrificial witch glanced at Hun Tianhou and said in a low voice: "I can't tell you with guidance. Anyone in the witch palace who has some status knows about these things. However, the princes cannot interfere with the witch palace, so this news is worth six

A piece of water jade." He closed the seal on his hand and gently broke the water mirror into pieces. The priest said with a sigh: "Tianhou knows the rules of my Daxia. The direct descendants of the major witch families cannot take action directly.

They compete with each other, but if they want to get a good reputation in the family and the royal court, the disciples of the major witch families must compete with each other."

After sneering a few times, the sacrificial witch put his right hand into the sleeve of his left hand, touched the six pieces of water jade, and smiled with satisfaction: "Therefore, all the disciples of the great witch families in Anyi Mingmian can only use their own

Friends and guests attack each other, so that Wu Wu, a master from all directions in the wilderness, is very popular. However, there is a huge spirit gathering array set up around Anyi, so Ding Wu cannot take action in Anyi."

Hun Tianhou nodded repeatedly: "So the ninth-level shamans and sorcerers who are closest to the Ding Wu are the most sought-after." He pursed his lips and smiled, and asked the sacrificial witch pointedly: "It seems,

This tiger tyrannosaurus can persist for so long under the siege of four ninth-level wizards. When Xingtian Dafeng and the others use him to start causing trouble for the other wizard disciples, isn't it possible that no one can stop it?"

Ji Wu nodded: "Of course, Xingtian Dafeng and the others will definitely make themselves known as the boss in Anyi. Tianhou should understand that the power in Anyi is sometimes not the power behind the scenes. More often, everyone pays attention

It’s all about Mingdi’s reputation.”

Smiling, Hun Tianhou picked up the big bowl, drank a few sips of grain wine, and said with a smile: "Hua Yingna just gave me the news, saying that it was about Qingyue, and he asked me to give it to the barbarian

Do some good."

The priest shrugged his shoulders and stood up: "An ant-like barbarian, just give him some benefits. That barbarian is just a tool. Tianhou uses him to get close to Xingtian Dafeng and his brothers, and that's all he can do to save face.

.Really speaking, a ninth-level Wuwu is not worthy of Tianhou's calculations."

Hun Tianhou just laughed: "Who told us that Daxia's rules are too weird? Hey, look at Old Thirteen's actions this time. If he hadn't been suppressed by Wang Ling, I'm afraid he would have used the Cauldron Witch to kill this tiger.

Tyrannosaurus." He glanced at the sacrificial witch thoughtfully and whispered: "Legend has it that Mr. Jiang, the sacrificial witch who left the Earth Witch Palace thirty years ago, is now serving as the general manager of Lao Shisan's house.

.Well!"

The muscles on the face of the witch priest twitched a few times, and he laughed a few times: "Our Tianwu Hall will ignore the matters of the Earth Witch Hall." He glanced at Hun Tianhou, whose face was obviously extremely disappointed, and the witch priest's lips

After a few strokes, he lowered his voice and laughed: "However, it is said that when Jiang Lu, the sacrifice witch, left the Earth Witch Palace, he lost power due to a struggle with another sacrifice wizard. That sacrifice wizard is now the Earth Witch of the Earth Witch Palace.

, and it is said that contemporary earth witches never forget what happened back then.”

Hun Tianhou laughed again, stood up and saluted the witch priest repeatedly: "I see. Are the witch priests going back to the witch temple? I have some things to take care of, and I won't send them off until I return to Anyi later.

"

The sacrificial witch nodded: "No need to send it off." He turned around and walked towards the palace gate, then suddenly turned around and glanced at Hun Tianhou: "I entered the palace a few days ago. The king has been very depressed recently. In the past two years, Anyi

It's too quiet. If the weather can stir up some water splashes, it would make the king pay more attention to the weather." As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of blue waves emerged from the ground, and instantly rolled up the body of the witch priest, "wow"

There was a sound of water waves falling, but the sacrificial witch disappeared, except that a large area of ​​the school field in front of the Huntianhou Hall was wetted.

On the campus of the No. 1 Xiong Camp, Xia Hou roared angrily, and the steel ax in his hand danced like a windmill, like an angry bear, swinging the tree trunk to hit people indiscriminately, without any plan. With his arms tens of thousands of kilograms of brute strength

With great force, the steel ax turned into a ball of blue light, and from time to time it pulled out several long blue light strips, slashing at the four men in black with the sound of breaking wind.

The four men in black just sneered at first and kept sneering. Xiahou's ax was too unruly. He was obviously a barbarian with only brute strength. How could such an attack hit them?

Unknowingly, the four men in black relaxed their vigilance and just waved their long swords vigorously, stabbing and slashing at Xiahou's body. The continuous roar of gold and iron caused Xiahou's body to be dotted with sparks, and the strong wind sent him flying.

The black brocade clothes were scratched to pieces, and soon Xiahou could only bare his upper body, twisting his body awkwardly and rushing around randomly. He seemed to be an angry and irrational bear, and he turned toward the man in black.

He struck twice, then stepped on the other one twice, but he couldn't touch them at all.

Xing Tianniu and others first saw the four long swords slashing at Xiahou's body, thinking that Xiahou was going to be severely injured on the spot.

, shot the four men in black to death on the spot. But seeing the abnormal defense of Xiahou's khaki body, Xing Tianniu and other senior officers were all dumbfounded: "Is this the body of a ninth-level shaman?

Together we can only become stronger, it is indeed a rare earth-based witchcraft that is said to be the first in defense."

Xiahou just moved his tall body clumsily and slowly, squinting his eyes and carefully observing the sword skills of these men in black. After several rounds of assassinations, Xiahou nodded. The sword skills used by these men in black were...

Well, let's just call it swordsmanship for the time being. It's very simple. It's just the simplest actions such as chopping, stabbing, cutting, blocking, etc. But with their strong physical power, the sword power is extremely fast and destructive.

Ordinary soldiers were shrouded in the light of their swords. Wouldn't they be knocked to the ground within a few seconds?

He himself knows his own details. Xuanwu Zhenjian has reached the highest level, and his body is more than twice as strong as a body simply strengthened by witchcraft. He also uses Taoism to apply various spells and armor to his body, making his skin even stronger.

The scales on Bai's body and ordinary attacks could not damage him at all. This gave him enough time to observe the swordsmanship of these people.

He sneered a few times. Seeing that the skills of these men in black were limited to this, Xiahou's body suddenly became more than ten times more flexible. He easily avoided the stabs of four long swords. With a contraction of his body, he had already reached the body of a man in black.

In front of him, he clenched his left hand into a fist, with a faint yellow light flashing on his fist, and hit the man's chin with a clean uppercut.

The man in black was beaten with ten thousand kilograms of force until he groaned. His thin body flew up to a height of more than thirty meters and fell heavily backward.

The remaining three men in black were stunned for a moment, yelled a few times, suddenly put away their swords, and took a few steps back warily. The man in black who was beaten away by Xia Hou let out an angry howl,

Red lights flashed across his body, and the long sword in his hand was filled with faint flames. His body automatically floated towards Xiahou without any wind.

The man's right hand waved rapidly, and the strength of the ninth-level witchcraft was fully revealed. The muscles on his body jumped violently, and the blood vessels as thick as his thumb trembled on the skin, like a poisonous python. The long sword was danced into a windmill, carrying

With the sound of chissing through the air and the billowing heat waves, he struck down on Xiahou's head.

Xing Tianyi shouted fiercely: "Chief Chihu, be careful, this is the shamanic martial art 'Fire Slash'!"

Wushu skills, this is a unique skill that can fully unleash the destructive power of the witch power in the body. As for the barbarians, I have never heard that they know similar martial arts. They can resist this inferior skill that can smash a boulder purely by relying on their physical strength.

With his witchcraft and martial arts skills, I am afraid that Xiahou will be seriously injured.

Xia Hou sneered. He could clearly sense the movement of the man in black's witchcraft power. What kind of witchcraft and martial arts skills were there? It was nothing more than the flow of true energy, running according to specific meridians, concentrating the witchcraft power on the weapon to deliver a violent blow.

.This method of luck transfer is not difficult for Xiahou at all, but for a witch who relies entirely on his natural talent, it is already a very good skill that can greatly enhance his own destructive power.

"Fire Flame Slash? Oh my, look at the 'Huashan Exploding Slash'!"

A ball of yellow light also shrouded Xiahou's steel axe, and the steel ax actually showed the color of the rock. And the so-called Huashan Burst Slash, eh, it is simply embarrassing to spread, it is nothing more than the popular trick of "splitting Huashan with force"

It's just a reverse use.

The yellow steel ax and the red sword struck each other fiercely, and with a 'buzz' and 'pop' sound, Xiahou's steel ax shattered, and a red light struck him hard.' Chi la.

'Amid the sound, a five-foot-long and one-inch-thick wound was cut on Xiahou's upper body, and drops of bright red blood dripped out quickly.

Xing Tianyi yelled: "Oops! That guy is holding a top-grade sharp weapon!" The steel ax used by Xiahou was just a tool used by the coolie soldiers in the ordnance camp to chop tree trunks! The result of the collision between the two was Xiahou's.

The steel ax was shattered, and the long sword was only broken into a large piece.

Xia Hou retreated quickly, cursing and shouting: "Damn it, who can lend me a good weapon?"
To be continued...