World of Cultivation

The 407th battle

"Good daring! So bold!"

"Waste! Waste..."

"Kill you! Kill you!"

The guard heard the roar of the captain in the room, and the shattering of something coming from the ground, he couldn't help but shrink his head, thinking of the last full house of broken meat, his heart tightened for a while.

It’s terrible that adults are angry!

There is some confusion in my heart. Who will make adults so angry?

These days, the thick soil army was immersed in joy in the upper and lower. Now talking about the thick soil army, who is not saying good? Everyone feels that the face is full of light. It is said that in a few days, the military’s high-level officials came to the legion to express their condolences.

Which guy who doesn't open his eyes, isn't he looking for death?

The guards secretly cursed, but before he could understand, a figure swept out of the room. It is an adult! He jumped and hurriedly salute, but the adults were sinking and the head was not lifted.

Oh, it’s estimated that something big is going on...

"This guy" Ji Cheng looked stiff on his face. After a moment, he returned to the soul and stuttered: "Is it crazy? Too... too overbearing! Too arrogant..."

Ji Li’s words were unseen, and she stared blankly at the finger in her demon frequency. The teenager in the demon frequency, his eyes are like a sword, and he does not back down. The straight fingers are the most straightforward gauntlet!

"It's crazy!" Ji Cheng shook his head, as if to convince himself that he didn't even know what he was saying: "Too... too enjoyable!"

After a long time, the lost souls of Ji Cheng and the stunned Ji Li language returned to normal, but the two fell silent, they did not know what to say, do not know what language to use to describe their mood at the moment.

A young boy of less than twenty, openly challenged the head of a legion!

Such crazy things have never happened in history, but now they actually happen to them, and they witness the whole process of things.

"Older sister, do you say that Yuheng will fight?" Ji Cheng suddenly asked Ji Li.

Ji Li speaks her lips subconsciously: "It will."

"Yeah!" Ji Cheng's tone is extremely complicated: "Yu Heng will definitely fight! Laughing Mogo must also be sure that Yu Heng will definitely fight. Really... crazy!"

He repeatedly said "crazy", it seems that this can really express his mood at this time.

"We all underestimated him." Ji Li's gaze returned to Qingming, and the wisdom of the week came back. She was calm and calm: "Laughing Mogo dares to make such a challenge and must rely on it."

Ji Cheng nodded evenly. If he had some contempt and disapproval of this laughing Mogo, now he is a mess to laugh at Mogope. It’s so exciting to think about such a arrogant challenge. I don’t think he can't do it. He just doesn't even think about it!

Whether laughing at Momo is winning or losing, Ji Cheng is deeply impressed by the courage and hegemony of the other party at this moment.

Unconsciously, laughing Mogo became the idol of Ji Cheng's worship, even Ji Cheng himself did not realize this. He hurriedly asked: "Don't you laugh at Mogo?"

"Laughter Mogo is so powerful, if it is a duel, it will definitely not be the opponent of Yu Heng. However," Ji Li’s eyes flashed, and the British spirit was pressing: "They are more than eighty-nine in the game. What is degrading is the level of the warrior of Yu Heng. If Yu Heng wants to wash this point, he must start from this aspect, and the only thing that can achieve the competition between the two sides is naturally the game of chess."

"Don't you laugh at Mogo as a powerful warrior?" Ji Cheng opened his mouth and couldn't believe it.

"Everything is eighty-nine!" Ji Li said to himself: "If he dares to make this challenge, there is no chance of winning. It will never be said. Yuheng is a golden warrior. If there is a chance of winning, then it is only possible. Yes……"

"Golden warfare!" Ji Cheng exclaimed, he felt that his brain was completely useless.

Twenty-six people, even a prisoner, all showed the personal strength of laughing Mog. At the age of laughing Mog, Ji Cheng has been shocked, and now his old sister suddenly said to him, laughing Mogo is still a golden war!

Too crazy... too crazy...

"Impossible! Impossible!" Ji Cheng muttered subconsciously. He felt that his head had to be short-circuited. How could it be? It’s ridiculous! A guy who is about the same size as him, not only has a strong personal strength, but also a golden warrior. Is this world crazy? Will the gold warfare become a cabbage on the street?

There was a mess in his head, but the old lady’s tone was so determined that he could not believe it. Whenever the old sister draws a certain conclusion with such a firm tone, the result of this incident will basically not change much. From small to large, it is like this!

How can it be……

Suddenly, Ji Cheng felt deeply frustrated and filled with bitterness. Compared with laughing Mogo, he felt that he was living on a pig. The gap between the two sides was so great that he could not afford the courage to compare.

Ji Li said that her brother’s face was noticed. When she gave a slight glimpse, she understood and said, “I think there are many people who made a mistake at the beginning.”

"What's wrong?" Ji Cheng looked blank.

"Laughing Mogo's identity is still a mystery to this day. Many people think that he is born in poverty and has no foundation." Ji Li shook his head. "It seems that this guess is too wrong. Laughing Mogo is not only born in poverty, His origins are definitely not simple, I am afraid that there is a big deal!"

"What are you?" Ji Cheng has not recovered from the shock.

"The magic is really possible to be born in poverty, but if the war is also powerful, how can it be born ordinary? Laughing Mogo is either noble, or the teacher is famous!" Ji Li explained.

"Yes." Ji Cheng suddenly realized.

"The origin of the other party, can not tell more noble than our Ji family, the background is far-reaching!" Ji Li said.

Ji Cheng's gray-faced face recovered a bit of blood, so he thought that he had a lot of balance in his heart.

"I really look forward to it!"

"How? I am doing pretty well?" Zuo Mo smugly asked.

Wei smiled: "very good!"

Zuo Mo can not be deceived by this modest and gentle appearance. In the face of the insidious and deceitful Pu Yao, Wei is simply a good gentleman, a guardian, and a firm believer. However, Zuo Mo discovered through this time that among the three people, this trick is actually the most clear.

Being upright and arrogant...

Even if it is a big lie, Wei’s eyes are still full of sincerity. Zuo Mo is quite skeptical. This guy is doing his unspeakable work in the back, and his face is definitely devout.

This guy is a **** stick!

But I have to say that after Wei’s guidance, Zuo Mo’s performance is perfect.

"What should I do next?" Zuo Mo curiously asked Pu Yao: "Do you really want me to fight with him?"

"You don't have to." Pu Yao's face showed a smug smile, then a mysterious smile: "You will know soon!"

The event that laughed Momo openly challenged Yu Heng became more and more intense.

In particular, he was widely circulated with a record of four. Looking at the entire battle process, many people can't help but agree with the words of Momo. Indeed, from the perspective of recording the magic, the reality of these four demon watches is not worthy of praise.

Before Yu Heng’s impassioned performance, in the face of this recorded magic, it suddenly changed its taste.

The rumors about the thick-soil army in the market are even more raging. What is inside the thick-soiled regiment has been rotted, and the gold warrior of the head of the Yuheng army has another insider.

Yu Heng has a profound understanding of what it feels like to fall from the cloud to the bottom.

However, he has been praising him for the constant military high-level, but this time he changed his normal state and his tone was severe. This time, the reprimands are all veteran temperament. These veterans don't care about the show, but the level of the legion is falling and the battle is weak, but they hate it.

What's more, the front line has just been defeated. Some even speculated that the Fire Corps and the Frost Corps were destroyed, because it was as corrupt and degraded as the Thick Army Corps.

The pressure on the back of Yu Heng has soared.

His face is gloomy every day, and his nephew Yuzizhou is thrown away by him. The thick-soil army is up and down, and the atmosphere is extremely suppressed. Old and spicy like Yu Heng, of course, know that the other party dares to call this board, there must be a backhand. He sees very clearly that no matter whether he wins or loses, he is not good.

He won, the opponent is a teenager, it is a matter of course, there is nothing to boast about.

But if he loses...

He can't imagine this result!

Good poison calculations!

Yu Heng face color iron blue.

For a long while, he suddenly looked up and looked murderous. He almost squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Should fight!"

On the second day, a huge game of chess was already on the board of the wild animal.

All the terrain of this game is designed by the famous game chess master He Yong personally. In order to lay out this game, the demon enchantment of the famous enchanting house, Lingxiu, has assigned a large number of teachers to spend a full three days.

An unprecedented game of chess in an game.

The grandson of the grandson swallowed a beast of beasts, urging the mind, and constantly extracting the source of the soul from the beasts.

Now his mind is already in its infancy, and his power is beginning to show up. Especially when commanding the battle, he does not need to pass any magic weapon to convey his ideas to every soldier.

His mind is continually flowing, his mind can always remain empty, and for a warrior, this is more important than anything else.

The level of leaps and bounds did not make him a half-point of joy. When he thought about the last failure, he felt like a fire.

He made up his mind to challenge the old guy again today!

I must defeat him this time!

Entering the game as usual, he challenged the other party without fear. In the past, he only needed to challenge him. He would not hesitate to start the battle.

But today the chess game has not begun, the grandson of the grandson has frowned, and the little girl in battle is judged in peacetime. Just at this moment, a yinful voice rang in his ear: "Is there a new game, dare not come?"

New chess game? Manage your new game or the old game! All defeated!

The grandson of the grandson who was stunned was immediately ignited by this lightly floating sentence.

"Come!"