I! Create a New World!

However, as soon as he left, there was someone among the ant cavalry outside the city.

Sit on the flying ants and gallop up.

on the wasteland.

In a military camp, Zhang San looked at the report that his subordinates brought out, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Go ahead and let people remove all the population in the 13 cities we have captured, and burn all the materials that cannot be taken away."

Zhang San directly tore up the report. He had 130 soldiers in his hands at this time, and he was not afraid even if he was facing an unfilial army, and his purpose at this time was to give the surrounding sects a disgrace.

Let them understand that he is not a soft persimmon who just wants to pinch! There are 27 cities under the command of Fengquan Sect. If 13 of them are evacuated by Zhang Shan, it can be said to be a huge blow! At this time, Feng Buxiao, who was on his way back, was completely panicked when he learned that Zhang San began to move the people, and immediately.

Gathered more than 2 troops to go on the expedition.

At this time, Zhang San suddenly withdrew his troops.

Feng Buxiao still retained some sense of reason, and led the army to slowly chase after Zhang San.

ten days later.

Zhang San suddenly wrote a letter to Feng Buxiao, the content of which was roughly: I am a newly built sect, and I didn't think about competing with you. It was you who wanted to punish me, and I did it. If you retreat now, I will return all the population to you, and I will pay tribute every year, and be a minister every year.

Feng Buxiao, who received the letter, sneered on the spot, and said to his subordinates: Zhang San is a timid and timid coward! He brought the army this time and has already scared Zhang San's courage, and he will be able to destroy Zhang San in a few days. Three!! Feng Buxiao, with his disdain for Zhang San, completely let go of his caution, and ran with his troops for three days, and finally found Zhang San's main force.

The two armies are at the entrance of a canyon: a formal meeting.

Then, the wind is not filial immediately.

Urging the soldiers to attack, he himself led the practitioners to attack Zhang San and the practitioners in black.

The battle went very smoothly, and the unfilial army quickly defeated Zhang San's troops.

The three Zhang San followed the trend and made a few moves, then turned around and started running.

Then, Feng Buxiao led the practitioners and soldiers into the canyon madly.

After that, there were no fire arrows falling from the sky, igniting the coal and fuel oil arranged in the canyon.

The fire was raging, and thick black smoke filled the air. Whether soldiers or practitioners, they would be choked to the ground after taking a few puffs of black smoke.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Feng Buxiao roared furiously.

He took more than 200 practitioners and rode flying ants into the sky, but what greeted him were countless crossbow arrows.

When Feng Buxiao and the remaining 100 practitioners rushed out of the canyon, Zhang San and 300 practitioners who were also riding flying ants rushed out together, and immediately surrounded Feng Buxiao and others. .

In the end, Feng Buxiao was wiped out.

Zhang San immediately mobilized the army to drive straight in, and took down the main city of Fengquan Sect in the first battle! Please download Feilu's novel to read the underlined version of the novel

Chapter [*]: King Wu sets up a puppet!King Jing couldn't bear it anymore! !

"You are the sixth apprentice of unfilial piety, right?"

"I know you are mediocre, and Feng Buxiao doesn't value you very much."

Zhang San looked at the young man standing in front of him calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"But you are quite sensible."

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, the young man smiled awkwardly.

"I won't tell you more about other things. I have to digest the local forces of the Thunder Blade Sect. I will leave it to you here, but I will send someone to assist you."

"For the outside world, you claimed that after I defeated Feng Buxiao, I led the army to leave the territory of Fengquan Sect, do you understand!"

Zhang San has already thought about it. If he continues to annex the Wind Fist Sect after defeating the Thunder Sword Sect, then his current strength will pose a great threat to the surrounding sects, and it is likely that he will be swarmed. And attack it.

So, he decided to take a break for the time being.

When he has completely digested the power of the two sects, he will have an overwhelming advantage over the surrounding sects, and he will continue to expand at that time! Wu Yikong stood on the city wall, looking blankly at the gathering behind the city gate. 's army.

"The rigid body sect is here again."

"They used to ask us to donate the food we planted every year, and after paying a large amount of livestock every year, now even the elites of our clan have to be taken away to them!"

"The food and livestock we grow will feed Rigid's armies, your family and friends, and even yourself will become their slaves!"

"In the past few years, in order to seek development, I have endured and endured these guys, but they have to go further and make more and more excessive demands again and again."

"This time, I don't want to bear it anymore!"

Wu Yikong violently pulled out the matching sword from his waist, stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade, and the blood immediately flowed.

Dripping down the blade into a wine jar.

"Everyone, today I am waiting for the evil blood to be an alliance!"

"In this battle, everyone is bound to work together, share weal and woe, and work hard to get rid of the thieves!"

"We will tell those rigid body sects and other sects with practical actions that they will never take anything from us!!"

Wu Yikong picked up the wine jar and handed it to the guards beside him. The guards carried the wine jar and walked down the city wall, while the soldiers gathered at the bottom of the city also pulled out their weapons, cut their palms, and immediately dropped a drop of blood.

It fell into the wine jar, and the wine in the wine jar was dyed blood red.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yikong shared blood wine with more than 400 soldiers, and then took the lead in tying a white cloth belt on his forehead.

"All officers and men obey orders! Follow me on my expedition!!"

Wu Yikong rode on a flying ant, raised his long sword and swung it down suddenly.

More than 4 soldiers also turned over and rode on the flying ants! There are only more than 400 practitioners here! The flying ants can become ants, and it is very difficult to cultivate such ants.

In addition, when riding ants galloping in the sky, it is impossible without a good body, so riding on long-winged ants has always been the patent of practitioners.

However, after ten years of accumulation, Wu Yikong managed to gather 400 ants with wings, and then trained his soldiers in the way of special forces, and trained 400 elite soldiers with ants.

These people are the confidence that he dares to fight with the sect! "Come back early!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded from the city.

On the city wall, a thin man in leather armor

Small, with braids tied behind her head, the delicate-looking girl was staring at Wu Yikong who was galloping up with big eyes, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and her concern was beyond words.

Wu Yikong looked at the skinny girl, and a ray of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

A year ago, the little beggar he rescued turned out to be a woman, which really surprised Wu Yikong.

However, the girl at that time was so thin that only bones were left, and she couldn't see what she looked like.

But at this time, the girl finally showed the delicate beauty that belongs to a woman.

The most important thing is that this girl has always been by Wu Yikong's side for 10 years. The relationship between the two has long been known in this city! "Don't worry, I will be back soon."

Wu Yikong smiled at the figure on the city wall, and as soon as he pulled the reins, the flying ants under his crotch vibrated their wings and rushed towards the sky.

More than [*] soldiers also pulled up the reins and rode the ants into the sky.

The Rigid Body Sect is just a small sect, and there are only 10 cities under its command.

And the head of this sect, Liao Fanxing, is just an honest lord with mediocre qualifications.

However, in recent years, Liao Fanxing has made a small fortune.

Because he suddenly discovered a few years ago that in the territory of the rigid body sect, a group of refugees and wandering orcs actually built a large city.

At first, he was afraid that this would threaten his rule, but the city lord of that city was very obedient, and soon sent all kinds of supplies, and he bowed his head as a minister.

In addition, Liao Fanxing also knew that there were no cultivators in that city, so he let go of his vigilance, and went to those refugees every three days to ask for food, and he was able to get it every time.

All in all, Liao Fanxing has lived quite comfortably in the past few years, and thinks that he is really lucky to have encountered such a big snitch! No, how can it be said to be snubbed! These refugees built a city on his territory , that is naturally his people, his people's things are not his things, what's wrong with him wanting his own things! Liao Fanxing thinks this is a matter of course, and gradually changed from wanting things to wanting people After all, there are enough soldiers to have enough soldiers, and enough soldiers to defend the territory and protect these refugees! Liao Fanxing thinks that what he has done is really right, there is nothing wrong with it!! And here it is! That night, Liao Fanxing held a large banquet in the inner city, listening to the songs and dances, while enjoying the food and wine that the refugees paid tribute, and he was very satisfied.

He couldn't even sing a song, which won a round of applause from his disciples.

However, the messenger who suddenly rushed in broke the beautiful atmosphere.

"Report!"

"Master, it's not good! Then, then, those refugees are against it!!"

The messenger shouted.

Hearing this, Liao Fanxing was slightly taken aback, and at first he thought he had heard it wrong.

How could a gang of refugees rebel! He made so many excessive demands in the past, and those refugees were very well behaved, how could they suddenly rebel! Has the sun hit the west side!! "They really rebelled, and they have already rebelled. Kill it!!"

"Several of our spies were shot by that... Wu Yikong!"

The messenger continued to roar.

Liao Fanxing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the situation was not good, and suddenly heard a whistling sound in his ears.

He looked up suddenly, and saw countless boulders the size of human heads falling from the sky!

Chapter 141 Blood Cultivation Now!Powerful aboriginal practitioners! !

in front of the car.

Lin Ziyun has been following the movements of the 10 traversers.

And these 10 transmigrators did not let him down.

Zhao Si, who has suddenly emerged, and Zhang San, who is playing normally, will not talk about it.

That... Wu Yikong, who once brought him skills, only relied on some refugees, wandering practitioners and orcs to annex a small sect, complete a complete counterattack, and create a brand-new flying unit. .

However, apart from the above three people, most of the other people did not move.

In fact, even though these three people have risen one after another and their power has expanded, they are still secretly accumulating strength.

As for Zhou Xiaoya, Li Yunfa and Gu Yucheng also did nothing at this time, obviously waiting for the opportunity.

In addition to these top performers, those traversers from other countries have now become disciples that are valued by many sects and have received a lot of attention.

Even that unlucky guy named Smith has gradually cultivated his own power.