Enduring the Winter Chapter 177: The Great War

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Ideng was also deeply confused by these heavenly masters who seemed to appear out of thin air, but there was an aura that did not belong to this world lingering around them, let him understand that these are the children of bad luck, people of strange numbers.

"This little Ke has eyes like a torch. The old man has not appeared in the world for many years. He has devoted himself to practicing for these years, but he does not want to be explained by you." When Yideng speaks, the whole person is angry from the inside out, like flowing water. Flowing out, he set off his whole person like a golden Buddha, and the golden vindictiveness made his dying temperament become majestic and majestic by the way.

Rank 6 masters are already rare in this world, not to mention the 7th rank powerhouses whose aura is undoubtedly revealed. Many of the warriors who originally fled and did not want to participate have stopped and stared at the field. I hope to find an opportunity to break through in the next battle. If you can't, you can also understand the horror of the next seventh rank, and you will have some experience and negotiation skills in the future.

"Haha", Gunsan Shisan said excitedly: "Then can you fight me, I have never played against a master like you!"

I was stunned when I heard the words. I didn’t want this person to be a martial idiot, but even if he confirmed again and again, he only saw that the 13th Gun is still a Tier 6 fighter. Although he is the strongest among them, he is still a little bit away. distance. "In that case, let's go together. Don't say that the old monk bullies the children." Only when you are at the seventh level can you understand the power of this, and obviously, he is not an ordinary seventh-level master, but at A veteran who had been immersed in this realm for many years, although he could not break through, he was not far from the legendary **** order.

So, he has absolute confidence that he can do more with one enemy. Even the final ending is clear in the end.

It's too late and then it's fast, and before the word falls, a dark shadow has already rushed forward.

The black and shiny gun body, the wind hissing sounded instantly, like a roaring angry dragon, rushing towards Yi Deng's chest. Who is this man if he is not a gun?

Before the others reacted, they shot and shot in one fell swoop, shouting: "Go!"

As for Yideng himself, he stood in the square, leaving 13 of his guns on the main hall.

"Fast speed." Gun Yishi thirteen excitedly licked some chapped lips, reset the dislocated right hand with his left hand, turned and continued to face a light, and surrounded the other people with the gun. With a powerful and fast blow just now, but he didn't want to be evaded by Yi Deng with a fast body, he could not close his gun and his right hand was already dislocated.

Thirteen people surrounded a light from all directions, and there were even three people in the sky. Facing the thirteen iron guns that were infiltrating with the cold light, a lamp had no expression on his face, and he just chanted a Buddha's name, and easily resolved the thirteen people's offensive.

On the side, seeing that the winner cannot be separated for a while, Thirteen wanted to go to the main hall and solve the emperor. He only heard him shout: "You hold this old monk, I will kill the faint monarch!" However, although his movements were fast, he flew back quickly. It turned out that there was already an invisible and intangible wall of air in the position where Yi Deng stood before, and the swift impact of the thirteen was hit and flew back.

The more excited the thirteen guns were, the guy was born with a huge force. If it weren't for the impact from the sky at this moment, it would have been broken. This is the case. An old monk who looks as stable as Mount Tai has left huge cracks on the hard square under his feet. Obviously Yideng has used no way to transfer the strength to the ground, but the ground can’t bear it anymore. Live this strength.

Sword is out of the formation, and he can see all this clearly. While the old monk is frightened by his strength, he secretly rejoices that he is not directly facing him now. But he also has his own ideas. If this drags on, the outcome is unknown, and the many knights watching over there will not continue to be so honest. Therefore, we have to make a quick decision and achieve the purpose of this trip. With a certain idea, he immediately ordered: "One hundred and eight, the air wall will be handed over to you."

He turned his head and said to Thirteen: "Leave the rest to us."

One hundred and eight nodded expressionlessly, but just as he was about to step forward to crack the air wall, dozens of figures flew over.

The leader is Duan Yu. I saw this handsome Thirteenth His Royal Highness look scorching hot at the moment, and I don't know if it was true or pretended to be, behind him are a large group of heavenly masters. Seeing so many enemies suddenly joining the battlefield, Hundred and Eight's movements also stopped. But Jian Yi frowned. It shouldn't be. Could something happen over there?

Just when Jianyi was worried and puzzled, Duan Yu pointed to the many knights who stood outside watching the fire: "These are people who eat Junlu but don't know what to do. They should be killed!" After that, the many heavenly masters behind him rushed towards the target with Duan Yu's wave of hands.

Those knights from the rivers and lakes are in a hurry, but the noisy explanations are of no avail. Those masters in monk clothes are killer moves, and they are not like ordinary people in Xiangguo Temple. In desperation, the middle-aged mage yelled: "Everyone, Your Highness Thirteen does not give us the opportunity to explain now. Although we are loyal and clear, it is the right thing to save our lives and break out!"

Everyone responded one after another and took up long spears and short knives to fight the masters brought by Duan Yu. Although they didn't want to offend the Dali court and didn't dare to take too much action, the other party recruited them to death. Suddenly, the anger also fought, and the two groups of people fought in such a chaotic manner.

Who ever thought that the incredible masters of the ranks here are like street fighting bandits, with nearly a hundred people appearing!

There is not much time left for One Hundred Eight. After dealing with the group of knights, he pointed to Hundred Eight and said: "This is a rogue, kill them with me!" There was nothing behind him. The two who moved were obviously different from those of ordinary men. The two of them moved along with them, rushing towards Hundred and Eight and others.

The sword looked at once, and the long sword was unsheathed, and said to one hundred and eight: "I'll stop them, hurry up!"

One hundred and eight looked at him strangely: "I'll come!" His voice couldn't hear emotions, not as solemn as Jianyi, but cold, as if it should be so, intercepting such things. Of course it must be reserved for the strongest person.

Sword glanced at Hundred and Eight’s back and didn’t hesitate: “Okay, you block them for a while, we’ll do it right away!” After finishing speaking, Thirteen who was at a loss as soon as the sword was pulled over. , Rushed to the palace. The purpose of their sneak attack on Erhai City is there, as long as that person is killed, then the mission is completed.

At this moment, the situation in the middle battlefield suddenly changed. I saw that the thirteen tough and incomparable people were pushed away by a golden grudge, and a very dazzling light emerged from the center of the ground, attracting everyone. I had to cover my eyes and horrified the scene in front of me, but no one knew what happened.

The only person present who might know was kneeling on the ground. The right hand of the gun was gone, and the spear was missing. He knelt on the ground on one knee, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes did not change for a moment. He kept looking at the center of the dazzling strong light, as if he could see the scene inside through this layer of strong light.