surnamed Wang

Chapter 493
In mid-air, Pu Wen wanted to fight the old man several times, but was stopped by the sword array. The opponent seemed determined to spend time, and avoided the attack time and time again by relying on the weird substitute method before.

The old man has lived for more than a hundred years, so naturally he will not be as passionate as a young man in his 30s and [-]s, and Pu Wen's two sharp claws that can no longer be called "hands" are not for show. After several confrontations just now, A piece of Lao Dao's robe has been torn off, looking at the neat cuts on it, it would only take him a moment to tear his head apart.

The two had been fighting for so long, and it was already dark. After the old man deliberately delayed, Pu Wen's dragon transformation became more and more obvious. Now not only his arms were covered with scales, but even his face gradually grew golden scales. If it belongs to the forehead, a pair of dragon horns actually appeared at this time.

Looking at Pu Wen who was besieged by the sword array, the old Taoist stroked his beard and said to himself:
"Boy, you asked for all of this, you can't blame the old man."

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In the sword formation, a golden sword passed across Pu Wen's right arm, collided with the thick scales, and sparked. The latter groaned in pain and grabbed the golden sword with his backhand. The successful hand swam away quickly without leaving a chance, and the other iron sword seized the opportunity to repeat the same trick, stabbing Pu Wen's back fiercely.

There was a "Zheng" sound of gold and stone colliding, and the iron sword swept across Pu Wen's back again with a series of sparks, cutting a huge hole in his clothes, but there was no trace of blood under the clothes, only a faint golden light flashed.

The old man who stood watching from a distance squinted his eyes, and he clearly saw that golden scales had already grown under the opponent's clothes, and his defensive power was astonishing.

Pu Wen finally had enough of being teased by Feijian, he waved his hands vigorously to the sides, and at the same time raised his head to the sky and screamed.

As he roared, circles of substantial ripples spread sideways. After the surrounding flying swords touched the ripples, their trajectory was immediately affected, and their flying speed also slightly lagged.

Pu Wen seized the opportunity, quickly grabbed the eight flying swords with both hands, and then stomped hard on his feet, a loud "bang" sounded, his body speed increased sharply, and he walked towards the old man in an instant.

The old Taoist who was still observing the opponent was shocked when he saw this, and quickly cast a spell to escape from the spot. At the moment his figure was shaking, Pu Wen arrived with a punch.

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In the 30 North Turkistan army, as Xiao Chai said "Please sweat to death", the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Just as Yao Qingyi was about to speak, his expression changed immediately, and he shouted anxiously to Battelle:

"Khan be careful."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of piercing in the crowd, and an arrow headed towards Bateer behind the team in full view.

As the Great Khan of Beitu, Battelle is not as good as his father in terms of intelligence and martial arts, but the training that the Beitu royal family has received since childhood has not failed at all. The murderous intent in this dark place was resolved.

Although he cut off the arrow in the air casually, his face was not very good-looking. The words of the woman from the Xiao family just now were obviously not just for him alone. Secretly surrendered to the Xiao family.

The arrow seemed to be a signal, and before Yao Jian could think of a countermeasure, there was a scream from the crowd, and a soldier fell into a pool of blood.

It was a man wearing a brown leather cap who shot. After slowly pulling out the steel knife on the back of his robe, the man raised his arm and shouted:
"Taking Dayanbaatar, one hundred thousand fiefs, one million cattle and sheep, and ten million gold and silver."

After the man in the leather hat finished speaking, some of the 30 troops immediately joined in. They all drew out their sharp weapons and raised their arms and shouted:

"Taking Dayanbaatar, one hundred thousand fiefs, one million cattle and sheep, ten million gold and silver."...

This scene made the new Great Khan stunned for a while, looking at the crowd who had already started killing each other, Battelle murmured to himself:

"Is the Dayan family really so unpopular?"

Dayan Dolan on the side stepped forward and said calmly:
"It's not that the Dayan family is unpopular. In this land that relies on force to speak, there has always been no loyalty at all. The Xiao family gave them more than we gave, so they were naturally willing to take risks."

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Xiao Chai, who was already dressed in white, seemed to be waiting for this result, and summoned three flying swords again, and rushed forward.

Yao Jian and Yuan He looked even uglier than Battelle at the moment, their subordinates mutinied, and even offered a reward for taking down the sweat, which is tantamount to slapping them in the face in public, but the matter has come to an end, the two can only find a way to stabilize the situation .

When their eyes touched the woman from the Xiao family, they immediately made a decision in their hearts, and there was no need to speak out to discuss it. The two of them rushed out almost at the same time and greeted the woman not far away.

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The old Taoist asked himself that he was running fast enough, but compared to Pu Wen who was running at full speed, he was still a little bit worse. The moment he was about to flee, he was punched by the opponent's side.

The old Taoist has practiced for many years, and naturally he has some life-saving kung fu. He put his right hand lightly under his armpit, intending to defuse the blow. Unexpectedly, the opponent made a feint. He flicked his backhand while moving his feet, and the other fist was aimed at the old Taoist face. Come on.

Facing the painful fist wind that shaved his skin, the old man didn't panic. He raised his left hand to protect his face while stepping back, intending to use the same tricks to defuse the blow. In his opinion, all of this is still under control.

The next moment, a golden shadow flashed past, the old man's expression changed, and he flew upside down, his eyes full of disbelief.

When Pu Wen succeeded in the blow, he let out a roar of joy, and his figure followed closely. As he walked forward, he exerted force with his claws, and the flying swords in his hand immediately made a "click, click, click" friction sound.

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The old Daoist took a hard hit, and he was still a little dazed. He finally stopped his figure, and quickly cast the spell to break away again. After four or five consecutive casts, he distanced himself from the opponent.

"The old man was careless, and was tricked by you beast."

The old man stood in mid-air with his body shaking a bit, covering his chest with his right hand and looking at the extra thing behind the opponent's buttocks, with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, Pu Wen can be said to have completely lost his human form, and at some point behind his buttocks, there was a rough tail. The old man was just blown away by this thing.

Pu Wen squatted on the spot, tilted his head and looked at the opposite Taoist. The two dragon whiskers at the corners of his mouth twisted from time to time, which looked very strange.

The eight flying swords just now completely lost their brilliance after being tortured by him, and they were thrown by him and fell straight down. The remaining ten flying swords flew to the old Taoist side, forming a simple sword formation, which was extremely shabby.

Seeing that the other party's words and deeds were no different from wild animals, the old Taoist exhaled, regardless of whether Pu Wen could understand or not, he said in a deep voice:

"Forcing the deity to this extent is quite remarkable. You can be called a fierce beast now, and it is not in vain for the deity to expend so much effort."

After all, a flying sword flew out from his sleeve. This was his last flying sword. The whole body of the flying sword was neither gold, silver nor wood or stone, but a paper sword made of a piece of talisman paper.

The old Taoist looked at Fei Jian's eyes and recalled:
"This is what Master Pindao left before his ascension. You can summon Master to project a flying sword. You can die without regret."

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(End of this chapter)