Chapter 383 What the **** happened

  The corners of Li Hudao's mouth kept rising, like an old fox who was extremely cunning and cunning.

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, and then drew out the ancient sword Longyuan.

   "If you want to fight, fight!"

  The Xixia general on the opposite side sneered.

   "Boy, I would advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise you will only die."

   "Don't you look at what is behind you, just a mob, do you think these people have the capital to compete with me?"

  Jiang Ming glanced at the back, and a few strange colors flashed in his eyes. Indeed, these mobs gathered together are not his opponent at all.

   That's all.

  Jiang Ming shook his head, his eyes turned slightly to Wuming again.

   "Wu Ming, are you sure you can kill him?"

Wuming shook his head and said in a low voice: "These Xixia Yin soldiers can form a battle formation. Once the formation is formed, I have no ability to fight with them at all, and there is a high probability that I will be seriously injured. At that time, I will not have the ability to rescue you. "

  Jiang Ming was moved when he heard the words, and then looked at Zhai Tianfeng behind him.

   "Don't panic, they have a battle formation, why don't we have one?"

   "Tianfeng, get ready and line up!"

"yes!"

  Zhai Tianfeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately started to set up the formation. Of course, the participants were all members of the Lanruo Sect, and soon formed a square formation, and many people felt their scalps go numb.

  The face of the Xixia general on the opposite side sank, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "What kind of battle formation is this?"

  In his impression, it seems that such a powerful formation does not exist?

   What the **** is going on here?

  Many people subconsciously looked at me and I looked at you, and didn't know what to say for a while.

  The soldiers of Xixia started to commotion. They could feel that Lan Ruojiao's battle formation was obviously more advanced, as if it contained not weak power.

   "What do we do next?"

   Another general of a thousand people asked. Although he was also a general of a thousand people, he was slightly inferior in status, and the previous one was still higher.

  The Xixia general narrowed his eyes, and then said decisively: "Withdraw!"

  Li Hudao's smile froze, and he watched the scene of the Xixia army's withdrawal in disbelief.

   "My lord, why are you retreating?"

  He didn't quite understand what happened, why the Xixia side suddenly withdrew its troops.

  The Xixia general glanced at him in disgust, and said in a cold voice: "I need to explain to you what I am doing? What kind of **** are you, and you dare to ask for an answer from this general?"

   Li Hudao was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He is a dignified elder protector, but he was scolded like this?

   That's all!

  Li Hudao took a deep breath, glanced not far away, and said in a cold voice: "You better wait for me obediently, one day I will definitely kill you, Ning Caichen!"

  He bit the word Ning Caichen very hard, and then strode away.

  When other people saw this scene, they all lowered their heads and showed incredible expressions.

What exactly is going on?

  Even Jiang Ming himself was a little stunned. He didn't quite understand why the Xixia army withdrew so quickly.

   "Even if we fight in formation, we won't be able to scare them away in an instant, right?"

  Jiang Ming murmured to himself, but it seemed useless for him to think at this point. He could only shake his head and wave his hand, "Stay where you are!"

   At present, it seems that there will be no more Xixia army in a short period of time. If this happens, our side can take a good rest.

  Pfft!

   Seeing that Lan Ruojiao's side was actually taking a break, the powers of the ancient Hua Holy Land who were whipped away to the distance were instantly reconciled.

  But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

   "Ning Caichen, die for me!"

   With a burst of shouting, a strong breath of Nascent Soul roared towards him.

   "A master of the ancient Yin-Yang religion!"

   This is a great master of the Nascent Soul Consummation Realm. Such a loud shout made many people tremble, and it resounded like a lion's roar resounding through the audience.

   "Protect the leader!"

  Many Nascent Soul experts surrounded Jiang Ming to protect Jiang Ming.

I saw an old man in a white robe approaching slowly. He was the fifth member of the Yin-Yang Ancient Sect team before, a great master with a perfect Nascent Soul and a half-step transformation into a god. His aura was somewhat unpredictable .

  Jiang Ming looked at this person and vaguely understood the reason in his heart.

   "It should be for the previous proud of the ancient religion!"

  When competing for the ancient sword Longyuan before, there was an ancient sect arrogance who wanted to cut off the Hu, but was beheaded by himself. From then on, Jiang Ming knew that he had formed a big relationship with the ancient Yin-Yang sect.

Even during this period, no one from the Ancient Yin-Yang Sect came to him, Jiang Ming felt quite weird. It stands to reason that the other party should have found him to take revenge a long time ago, but now it seems that things are getting weirder .

   "Obviously knowing that there is Wuming on our side, and there are also many Nascent Soul cultivators, but in the end such a No. 1 person came... I am afraid that he is not here to seek revenge and kill me, but to give away his head!"

  Jiang Ming couldn't help saying this in his heart, it was purely crazily complaining.

It was also at this time that another strong aura came, and it was a celestial arrogance from Zhuyan Palace, but it was obvious that this was a celestial arrogance from the previous generation, who had already grown up and possessed the Nascent Soul at a young age. Perfect cultivation base and combat power.

   "Zhu Asi, are you here to prevent me from killing this person?"

  Seeing Zhu Yangong Tianjiao, the elder of Gujiao couldn't help squinting his eyes and shouted sharply.

  Zhu Asi shook his head calmly and said, "I just came to see you kill him."

"Um?"

  Jiang Ming was stunned, and the elder of the ancient religion was also stunned. They didn't understand what Zhu Asi meant.

  It was also at this time that Zhu Asi spoke again: "Ning Caichen, let me see your strength and talent, and let me see your potential. Are you qualified to win my Zhu Yangong's friendship!"

   "No one is allowed to do anything, let Ning Caichen resist alone... Otherwise, I will kill whoever I see attack!"

   This time, Wuming couldn't bear it anymore, stood up slowly, his gaze was as cold as a knife.

   "I'm afraid you are looking for death!"

  This time, Wuming's eyes were full of cold flickering, as if the so-called Zhu Asi could be torn apart in the next moment.

   "That's right, a person talking to himself when he comes here, as if someone cares about your friendship, it's ridiculous to the extreme!"

   Rao Wuqing snorted coldly, his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, coupled with all kinds of tyrannical means, he wanted to fight Zhu Asi to see how capable Zhu Asi was.

  At this moment, the atmosphere of the audience was chilling, but Zhu Asi stood there with a calm face, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the audience.

  (end of this chapter)

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