Li Guanyi's words were heard far away with his inner strength. Xiong Tianrui, Meng Zehao and others all changed their expressions slightly and looked at each other with shock and confusion. This was a combination of both. This Li Yaoshi also wanted to let Southwest go out.

Could it be said that they are also allies?

When he was confused and confused, Duan Qingyu asked: "What is the world that the little medicine man mentioned?"

Li Guanyi smiled and said: "The scenery south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the deserts of the Western Regions are also magnificent." "I wonder what the King of Southwest thinks?"

Xiong Tianrui, Meng Zehao's heart skipped a beat. Not good!

It’s for bad things!

But just as he was about to stop him, Duan Qingyu's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, okay, okay, it turns out that this is all God's will!" He stretched out his hand, and an unbearable surge of inner energy surged. Move, holding up the twenty-four pearls.

He used his body skills and rose into the sky. He looked at the aroused public sentiment and said loudly: "Our southwest country has been here for a long time. The people do not compete with the rest of the world. However, if the general situation stops, it does not mean that our country is not in harmony. If others fight, you can always maintain peace."

"For three hundred years, there have been endless battles."

"More than twenty years ago, we made an alliance with Duke Taiping and the Wolf King, and this is one of them." "The people of our country have twenty years to rest and recuperate."

"Now that the previous national treasure has been lost and recovered, we all signed a letter of alliance and went to make an agreement with Qin Wuhou. This is the second part."

"It's just that something unexpected happened again. The national treasure was lost, and the Jiuli Divine Armament Gold and Iron shined brightly. That's right, whoever can get this pearl and awaken the Jiuli Divine Armament, gold and iron, will lead our southwest country to prosperity. This is That’s the third one.”

"Now, although the divine weapon Jin Tie has never awakened." "But the auspiciousness has returned."

"Those who have obtained this pearl and auspicious signs have also proposed an alliance with Marquis Wu of Qin. The combination of these three is not destiny!!!"

Xiong Tianrui's head was numb, and Meng Zehao was even more frightened and angry.

None of them expected that the King of Southwest, who looked bold and unruly, even a little too loose and lazy, would think so quickly at this critical moment and immediately decided to kill the matter.

Meng Zehao was frightened and angry, and drew his sword: "What a man!!!"

Tai Boyong swiped a mace in his hand and stopped Meng Zehao forcefully with the power of the sixth heaven.

Duan Qingyu didn't seem to notice at all, he just showed his Dharma appearance. With the blessing of this mellow internal energy, his voice came out far away and said loudly:

"I would like to teach you, fellow villagers, what you know!!!"

"We are waiting for the ally to go to Qin Wuhou, the fifth divine general in the world."

"It was the father and son of Duke Taiping Li Wanli who made an alliance with us more than twenty years ago. The alliance between his father and his son was lost to his son, and the return of a national treasure and the appearance of auspicious signs have all proved that Duke Taiping, He is my noble man from the Southwest."

"Qin Wuhou is my noble man from the southwest!"

"All three of these are the past, the human heart, and the will of God!" "Now that they are widely advertised, is there any reason to be dissatisfied?!"

The world is in turmoil, but the affairs of those heroes are, after all, too far away from this southwest land. Even the southwest king Duan Qingyu needs to be sent back by Master Xue of Changfeng Tower if he wants to know what is going on outside as soon as possible. .

The people in the southwest knew a little about the turmoil in the Central Plains. But not everyone knew about the relationship between Qin Wuhou and Taiping Gong.

Now, Duan Qingyu is stepping on the face of Mu Taihong and others, forcibly connecting their popular reputation with that Qin Wuhou, and has been working hard for a long time to make wedding clothes for others, even if Both Xiong Tianrui and Meng Zehao were extremely frightened and angry.

What frightened and angered them was not the fact that the Southwest King wanted to alliance with Qin Wuhou, but the fact that they knew about it.

Once this is done and their plan fails, then whether it is the Southwest, a land with a radius of thousands of miles, or the Central Plains of Chen and Ying, or the Western Regions and Jiangnan where Qin Wuhou is located, this world is so huge that there are almost no Where they stay.

How not to be surprised, how not to be angry.

But Xiong Tianrui looked deeper: "Duan Qingyu, the defeated general who was defeated ten times in a row by Taiping Gong and Wolf King, actually has such means and vision, such courage and determination."

He began to realize a question. Could it be that Duan Qingyu was actually very strong? It was just because the deeds of the legendary Taiping Gong and Wolf King Chen Fubi in the southwest were mostly filled with a gentle and peaceful feeling. Those two famous generals What you have done is just that.

They came, then a fight broke out, and then they won. Duan Qingyu failed and retreated dozens of miles.

It's so plain and simple that anyone can go up there.

But if Duan Qingyu has such determination and vision, then what are the methods and levels of those two famous generals?

He suddenly felt a strong regret that he had boarded the wrong boat.

But the matter had come to this, and he could no longer regret it. Meng Zehao, who was also considered a brave general, realized that he was powerless and could not achieve his goal through negotiation and strategy, so he immediately took action.

The Xuanbing-level sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and with a low roar, a black bear's appearance appeared behind him. The aura was fierce, and the appearance exploded, which meant that the master-level warrior had given all his strength.

With just a few moves, Tai Boyong, who was experienced, mature and prudent, but was only in the sixth heaven after all, was wounded and retreated. Meng Zehao didn't have time to chop off the damn old bastard, so he only waved his weapon and hit the sky with a [Wind Dance], tearing him apart. Leave traces.

"Do it!!!"

Duan Qingyu's eyebrows sank, and he used his method. The Dharma behind him roared and suddenly expanded. The Southwest King's first reaction was to stand directly in front of the people, using his supreme magical power to protect the people.

The Southwest Royal City, which had been peaceful and lively just now, suddenly became noisy. Meng Zehao took the opportunity and shouted: "Let's all take action!"

Hundreds of soldiers were already out in formation, wearing strong armor and strong swords. The evil aura of the military formation fell on them. Meng Zehao felt confident in his heart in an instant. He raised his hand and pulled the robe on his body, and the robe was torn by him. Fall to the ground.

Under the robe, there was a suit of iron armor, reflecting the cold light. The plan changed, but this good general also seized the opportunity. Meng Zehao ran forward and shouted energetically:

"Left Army, where is the Right Army?!"

But not many people responded to him. His expression was slightly stagnant, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to think. Li Guanyi sat on the auspicious sign and looked at the soldiers charging towards him in formation.

The Jiuli evil spirit on his right hand seemed to be a little stronger. His left hand was pressed on Xiangrui's back.

Li Guanyi whispered in his heart: "Help me, this is the land of the Southwest. If I take action rashly before the covenant is completed, I am afraid it will cause displeasure among the people. You are the auspicious person of the Southwest. It is only natural that you take action."

Xiangrui's face trembled as he said, "I'm not good at fighting..." Li Guan said, "Five big basins of beast's milk!"

Xiangrui's thoughts were stagnant and he was struggling.

Li Guanyi said: "Did you know that there is a sect in the Central Plains called [Exotic Beast Villa]? They specialize in how to take care of exotic animals and how to make the best-tasting large pots of animal milk."

"Specially made!"

"It's a coincidence that I have such a talent under my command."

The soldiers had already formed a formation and rushed towards Meng Zehao. Li Guan shouted loudly and said, "They are not here to fight with you!"

"They are here to snatch your bamboo shoots and your animal milk!"

Xiangrui was furious. He stood up and faced hundreds of heavily armored soldiers. He used his own tonnage to smash down hard. This iron-eating beast was no ordinary panda. Its own weight and body Extremely high strength.

The faces of the hundreds of soldiers suddenly changed, and they all raised their shields to form a formation. The iron-eating beast struck down with its bear paw.

So the heavy shields all shattered into pieces, and hundreds of people fell backwards. Without any fancy auspicious means, without any inner energy, just a simple attack, the shields of hundreds of soldiers were knocked away. The array opened cracks.

In the cracks in the shield array, there are spearmen holding spears.

But he did not dare to attack Xiangrui. At this moment, the Xiangrui roared. Meng Zehao gritted his teeth and became ruthless. He held a mysterious weapon and rushed towards the Xiangrui. The black bear exploded with power and turned into a small mountain. It was very moving and quiet. Extremely majestic.

Passing through the soldiers' formation, they collided hard with this huge auspicious sign.

Two huge forces exploded, collided, and set off a storm, blowing down the surrounding bamboo buildings and cracking the ground. Meng Zehao, who was forty years old and had a master's skills, had a frozen look on his face.

No, no!

He has shown his master's appearance.

His Dharma Aspect Pushes Mountain Bear is a type that is known for its pure strength. But at this moment, it cannot push the auspiciousness.

No, shouldn’t this auspiciousness be a symbol?

Meng Zehao carried it tightly, but in full view of everyone, he was pushed back by the crazy Xiang Rui. The huge black bear statue, which was even larger than the tallest building in the entire southwest royal city, was pushed back continuously, leaving two traces on the ground. An obvious ravine.

Hold it, hold it! Fuck, I can’t hold it anymore!

Meng Zehao shouted, gritted his teeth, and the long knife in his hand exploded with a layer of blade light, stabbing straight towards Xiang Rui's neck. Even Xiong Tianrui's expression changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Meng Zehao, are you crazy?!"

Meng Zehao's eyes were about to burst and he said: "If we don't kill him, how will we know that our ambitions are more than auspicious!!!"

His sword light is a master-level magical power, capable of splitting mountains and rivers.

Li Guanyi held his right hand slightly, ready to pull out the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, but Xiangrui seemed to get angry, roared, opened his mouth, and bit forward fiercely. During the battle, Meng Zehao's weapon was bitten by Xiangrui. Bite.

Then, as if instinctively, as if someone taught him, he suddenly shook his head. There was a clicking sound.

The mysterious weapon shattered directly.

Meng Zehao's expression was dull, as he watched his mysterious weapon and sword fragments scatter in front of him. The huge, naive auspiciousness revealed a majestic and murderous aura the moment it tore the weapon apart.

Is it the auspiciousness of later generations, or the auspiciousness of fighting the ancient red dragon thousands of years ago?

Xiangrui raised his head and bit into it, chewing it up like swallowing a bamboo shoot.

At the same time, Meng Zehao's body was pulled, soaring through the air and forced to land on the ground. The auspicious claws suddenly pressed downward, suppressing Meng Zehao's weapon and pressing his Broken Mysterious Weapon to the ground.

Meng Zehao gasped for air, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The confrontation just now did not look like a harmless fight with Xiangrui, but a fight with a martial arts master.

Iron-eating beast. Ancestor, you name it.

Could it be said that it was directly realistic? Meng Zehao raised his head stiffly and saw the huge auspicious sign standing quietly in front of him. When it showed its true appearance, it was almost as high as a three-story bamboo building, and its black and white hair was slightly raised in the wind. , as if covering the sky and casting large shadows.

Meng Zehao stiffened.

The auspicious left claw suppresses the weapon, and the right claw is raised.

After thinking for a while, he spat in the direction of the claw. With an expressionless face, he swung it forward.

Pure physique, pure power, engulfing the storm, tearing apart the vitality.

Meng Zehao's black bear dharma image roared and was slapped in the face by Xiangrui. The huge black bear dharma image collapsed directly and turned into a strong wind and tore it back. All the doors and windows in a street were swept away by the storm.

Meng Zehao's hair was pulled back by the wind into a different shape. He looked blankly at Xiangrui in front of him, staggered, and suddenly fell to the ground backwards, his heart beating wildly.
To be continued...