"The momentum of Weicheng..." Qian Yong's scalp was so numb that he was pressed by this momentum that he swallowed several saliva nervously. His original optimism was replaced by fear. He felt that his life would explain today, "How could it have soared so much?"

Jimo Qiu's operation caused 800 self-destruction and helped 80,000 enemies.

Weicheng is so powerful that one person can match ten thousand people!

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can we deeply understand why there are twenty-level warriors, and only twenty-level warriors are qualified to be the top-notch name of "one man should be the pass and ten thousand men will not be able to open up" and "the bravest man is the best in the three armies". Look at the momentum of others, they can indeed bear the praise.

In addition to being shocked, there was so much envy in my eyes that it was about to overflow.

I don’t know if he will have the chance to play the opportunity of forming an army with one person at a time, and to defeat the three armies, it is worth it to let him die on the battlefield.

Qian Yong was worried: "I'm afraid I'm not optimistic."

Chen Tang said with slightest: "Twenty-year-old Marquis Che is not the rotten cabbage on the street. Don't he be allowed to put it big before he dies?"

Qian Yong almost glared out his eyes.

Speaking: "Before dying...?"

If it were the big words that others said, Qian Yong would definitely ignore them. Maybe he would even ridicule Yelang's arrogant and overestimate his ability. However, the person who said this was Chen Tang. In Qian Yong's opinion, Chen Tang was a freak that was even more evil than the twenty-sixth-class Chehou and could not understand. He had known her for so many years, and it seemed that no matter what nonsense she said, it would eventually come true.

If it weren't for this time...

So?

So what if Wei Cheng is a 20th-class Chehou!

Yunda was also a twenty-six-class Marquis. He and Weicheng were old monsters of the same period, and their strength was equal. However, Yunda was wearing armor on the Beimo battlefield at the age of more than 200 and was out of the mountain. When he met Chen Tang, he would be gone without being confused? How could Weicheng be an exception?

This thought magically soothes Qian Yong's panic.

He carefully observed every move of both sides on the battlefield.

I was afraid that if I blinked my eyes, I would miss the important details.

Chen Tang smiled meaningfully: "Let's wait and see."

She dared to bet a big shot with her conscience of praying for goodness!

Lao Deng, represented by Wei Chengyunda, could not even plot against others a hundred years ago. After more than a hundred years of life, he wanted to turn the tables. I am afraid that he had been arranged clearly.

In order to confirm his guess, Chen Tang also asked Gong Xichou: "The face of the high priest on Wei Cheng is still there, right?"

“Still here.”

Gong Xiqiu took the time to answer.

Chen Tang became more and more confident: "It turns out to be so."

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly.

The confrontation not only did not consume Wei Cheng's strength, but also completely liberated the shackles of his strength. If it were others, his mentality would collapse. Jimo Qiu was a maverick, and the other half of his face, which was not covered with dirty blood, could not see any emotional changes, which was terrible. It made people wonder whether Jimo Qiu had another trump card, or was he just a ignorant person fearless?

Faced with Wei Cheng's threat, Jimo Qiu did not rush back, but instead made an incredible move - self-harm!

He held the gun bar in his right hand, dispersed the chain mail finger condoms he wore with his left hand, and tightly held the red tassels and the spear head. The sharp gun blade easily broke through the palm of his palm, and the gurgling red gushed out of the wound, along the gaps of his fingers, palms and wrist armors, dripping and ticking.

Jimo Qiu seemed to feel no pain, and let the blood merge with the soil under his feet. After doing these things, he raised his gun and fought with a slow and lazy attitude. Others couldn't understand Jimo Qiu's little bit, but Wei Cheng consciously saw through his abacus at first glance!

Jimo Qiu is preparing to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.

After all, no matter how talented he is, he is received by the 20th-class Chehou at a young age, and these are not enough to elevate him to an equal level with himself. The victory is that he is young and has great potential, and the loss is that he is too young and lacks room for growth!

Faced with a situation of death, we can only find another way.

Use the high priests and those who are in the side path to fight for a way out!

This self-injury and blood sprinkling is just to release the divine power in the blood, so as to facilitate Jimo Qiu to use the high priest's magic in the future.

Wei Cheng sneered and killed him: "It's just a dying struggle!"

Jimo Qiu's actions also confirmed Wei Cheng's speculation.

Countless plants broke through the ground on the path and instantly grew into strange and hideous cannibal plants, including Lin Feng’s favorite [Corpse Vine]! They were wearing gorgeous colorful coats and constantly emitted a kind of sweet breath into the air. Ordinary people would feel numb when they smelled it, their strength would be dissipated, and their unprecedented sleepiness hit their brains. However, Wei Cheng is not a living person!

He is just a skeleton general who can act and think!

"How dare you stop me with these ants?"

With this disdainful shout, the terrifying sonic bomb impact began to violently clear the scene! The plants with fangs and claws were blasted into slags, and countless broken limbs flew everywhere. Wei Cheng ignored the plants that were growing in the substitute spaces, and the shells seemed to break through the many obstacles. The bone hammer in his hand gathered all his strength. When he swung it out, even the air that the bone hammer streaked was distorted!

You can vaguely see strands of silver-white silk threads flowing in the sky.

These are space cracks!

Although the cracks are inconspicuous and can heal in the blink of an eye, Wei Cheng does not need any spiritual spirit. He can do this with just speed, strength and explosive breath. There is indeed something worthy of praise! The twenty-level Chehou who can survive is really not a vegetarian!

Jimo Qiu tried to fight, but nothing unexpected happened. Wei Cheng made his qi and blood surge in just one move, and he could hear the cracking sound of his right arm's bone crack. Then there was endless violent and dead energy invading, wandering wildly through his meridians, throughout his body.

These dead auras are countless blades!

He was tortured from the inside out!

Jimo Qiu didn't even have time to suffer. Wei Cheng followed the second move, and the target of the Guduo Hammer was the key part of his heart!

"The ingredients are only necessary to keep the most plump position. In the water, these things will taste no good and affect your mood."

Wei Cheng's tone was indifferent.

Unfortunately, because Jimo Qiu dodged, the drop point of the bone hammer was deviated, and the target changed from the heart to bombarding his left arm. The beast's head and shoulders were sunken, and then there were numb and broken scalps, and the whole arm fell heavily to the ground.

This scene made Chen Tang tighten the reins suddenly.

The motorcycle under his crotch felt ache and his mouth was filled with dissatisfaction. However, Chen Tang ignored it and his strength did not diminish, which made the motorcycle extremely dissatisfied. While it sniffed irritated, it kept digging the ground with its front hooves, and its eyes were still rolling, as if thinking about whether to push the person on its back down. It really turned against Tiangang! Didn't you notice it was hurting!

Fortunately, Chen Tang let go of his energy before the motorcycle rebelled.

Jimo Qiu appeared intact at another corner of the battlefield.

The originally seriously injured "he" revealed his true face after falling to the ground.

That was a tree man of equal size.

The only special thing is that what comes out of the wounds of the tree people is not white juice, but a pool of red blood! Wei Cheng glanced lightly and was not angry. If the high priest of the Gongxi clan was hammered to death, wouldn’t it seem that he was too stupid to be plotted back then? This would be better, let the ingredients exercise more and the meat would be more delicious! Hide and hide in the world!

The body moved and approached again.

Jimo Qiu's face turned slightly pale.

With this forest nourished by his blood, he can instantly exchange it with any plant and temporarily save his life.

Even so, it is not easy to avoid Weicheng's pursuit.

In such a desperate situation, he tried his best to stabilize his breath, suppressing his heartbeat, and without thinking, raising his hand to condense his martial energy to his fingertips. The afterimage passed by, and he pointed to the large acupoints everywhere, inspiring the lazy martial energy stored in the meridians - this part of the lazy martial energy does not belong to him, but to the twenty-six-class marquis given to him by [Revelation]!

Forced to inspire success, and martial arts overflowed wildly.

The moment it gushed, it wandered through his meridians with an unstoppable and arrogant attitude, violently driving away the dead aura that was like a maggot that was attached to the bone!

Gong Xiqiu's heart was directly raised to his throat!

"Brother——"

The generals present were moved by his actions.

His actions are second only to the danger of spontaneous ignition. The latter is a desperate skill that does not leave any way out for himself and completely fights. When he reaches this point, he will inevitably be forced into a desperate situation by the enemy, and the performer often has the idea of ​​dying together.

I/I don’t want to live, so you will die for me!

He has been trying hard to fight with others for many years.

Jimo Qiu took the initiative to untie the big acupoints around his body, which was not considered a complete slaughter, but he also bet on a talent future - to extract the martial arts that had been cultivated, overdraw his own talent in exchange for a short-term improvement in combat power. If he could save his life after the war, he would not be able to use martial arts for a short time, his strength would also decline.

The more severe the overdraft, the greater the decline!

The more you brave warriors go up, the more difficult it is to practice.

Today's move will probably take several years to make up.

"...but it's always better than losing one's life." Wei Shou looked at Jimo Qiu with more appreciation. He admired such a brave and fearless man the most. In this world, only geniuses who survived have never been geniuses. Those who cannot survive are only worthy of being called dead people!

Compared with the glory of life, these generations are worth!

In the corner that everyone ignored, Gong Xichou's eyebrows stretched out. Those who didn't know would misunderstand that the elder brother would bet on his future, but Gong Xichou knew that things were not bad enough yet - this is thanks to the elder brother's kindness and 20th-class marquis for his kindness!

If you practice by yourself, you have to purify the energy of heaven and earth little by little. Eliminate the complicated parts of the energy of heaven and earth. There are several more processes and the efficiency is very low. [Revelation] After success, the martial arts that you cannot absorb will be hidden in the most important and widest meridians of the recipient. You need to absorb them on weekdays and stimulate them as much as you absorb, and use them little by little.

The cultivation efficiency has been increased by more than twice!

What the eldest brother just inspired was not his own martial arts, but his kindness and 20-year-old man. It was not his own things, and he just didn't feel sorry for spending it. No wonder so many people think about getting rich overnight!

Faced with Jimo Qiu's surge in strength, Wei Cheng didn't care at first. No matter how strong the ant was, it could not reach his knees. After two breaths, the flames in his eyes became a little more solemn, and the jumping arc and frequency dropped significantly.

If it is normal, no matter how hard you work, there will be a limit.

The limit that should be exceeded is now exceeded.

The national guru who was watching the game saw the clue at a glance.

The thin lips twitched and opened and closed twice, and Wei Cheng realized instantly, and Wuming's anger occupied his reason. He smiled angrily: "Okay, okay, amazing, worthy of being from the Gongxi clan. That idiot was used thoroughly by you!"

Think that this little cleverness can survive from him?

If he had a little pity for the ingredients just now and deliberately chased the leisure and leisure of increasing the amount of exercise in the ingredients, he would have only one thought left, which would have smacked Jimo Qiu's head! He had been lying for a hundred years and kept fooling him! The Gongxi clan is really too bullying!
To be continued...