God Soldier Atlas

Chapter 5: Juque Tiangong, if you kill it, why bother

"Leave my general!"

The human army stationed at the junction of the human race and the demon world is the elite army of the human race today.

Especially the one under Wang Xin's men, they are definitely the best soldiers in a hundred battles.

They disobeyed the military order and left the city just to rescue Wang Xin.

When they arrived, they happened to see a stranger standing in front of their general and shot and killed more than a dozen demon kings!

Such a terrifying master is only one step away from his own general. If he has malicious intentions, how can his own general be able to stop him?

Although they saw Zhou Shu killed the demon king, those soldiers didn't dare to gamble. They didn't know this person. Who knew if he was on their side.

"Stay away from our general! If you act rashly, don't blame my army for being ruthless!"

The human army shouted loudly.

"Presumptuous!"

Wang Xin shouted.

The next moment, in front of the entire city army, under Zhang Qiyun's stunned gaze.

With a loud bang, Wang Xin fell to his knees.

Letting the thunder of the sky fall on him, Wang Xin did not shake, and fell to his knees.

"Last commander Wang Xin, pay homage to the lord!"

Wang Xin's back trembled slightly, a tough guy who would rather die than bend, crying like a child at the moment.

"General Wang, long time no see, don't come - it's okay."

Zhou Shu turned around, his eyes fell on Wang Xin, and he said slowly.

He raised his hand and waved, the thunder dissipated, and light replayed in the air.

"The Great Wall Legion, kneel!"

Wang Xin shouted loudly.

"Crash-"

The soldiers who disobeyed the military order and went out of the city to rescue Wang Xin all fell to their knees.

"The last general Wang Xin, leading the Great Wei, the Great Wall Army, welcomes the lord!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The soldiers who were kneeling on the ground under the black pressure, followed Wang Xin and shouted loudly.

Zhang Qiyun was completely dumbfounded, my lord?

According to legend, the prince who received ten kings?

The commander of the legendary invincible coalition?

The prince who murmured countless times when his grandfather was drunk?

Zhang Qiyun's mind went blank. He had no idea that this senior was actually the legendary existence!

He is not dead!

For some reason, Zhang Qiyun suddenly felt the blood all over his body boil.

"Zhang Qiyun, welcome your lord!"

He also knelt down on one knee, followed Wang Xin and the Great Wall Corps, and shouted together.

"Everyone, don't be too polite."

Zhou Shu said indifferently, although the sound was not loud, it clearly fell into everyone's ears.

"General Wang, this king promised a little boy one thing, are you interested in accompany me for a walk?"

Zhou Shu looked at Wang Xin and said with a smile.

The way of martial arts, one piece at a time, Wang Xin has been tense for so long, and now that he has made a breakthrough, it is time to relax.

But with his personality, I'm afraid he won't relax, he will only take advantage of his cultivation to break through and become more aggressive and aggressive.

Zhou Shu didn't hope that something happened to Wang Xin, so he invited him.

"The last general is naturally willing to follow the prince, but this border..."

Wang Xin hesitated for a moment.

"You don't need to worry about the border, this king will leave the divine soldiers here."

Zhou Shu said.

"If that's the case, then I will swear to follow the prince to the death!"

Wang Xin said.

"My lord, the last general, you have not humiliated this spear that breaks the formation!"

Wang Xin hesitated for a moment, then clenched his sword and said.

"Yes, you didn't humiliate it."

Zhou Shu said with a smile, "You, Wang Xin, can become the hegemon."

Great Wei.

Today's Great Wei is not the same Great Wei in the strict sense as the Great Wei that existed in the world more than a hundred years ago.

More than a hundred years ago, when the human race was weak, the original Wei Wudi betrayed the human race and colluded with the demon world, causing the Great Wei to destroy the country.

Later, one of the former Wei Wu soldiers, who called themselves a criminal army, fought against the demon world without fear of death, and almost the entire army was wiped out.

That army of sinners later returned to Daxia together with a group of abandoned soldiers from various countries.

Later, Zhou Shu, the core of that army, suddenly disappeared, and that army was feared by all forces.

Although Da Xia Yuan Feng Emperor defended it in every possible way, but others were indifferent, and in the end that army was almost reduced to cannon fodder.

But that great army survived hundreds of deaths, so they decided to stand on the top of the mountain and rebuild the Great Wei on top of the original Great Wei territory.

And the current master of Wei, Yang Hong, who became the king of people by chance.

Although Yang Hong is the nominal leader of the Great Wei Dynasty, there are a few others in the Great Wei who are not inferior to him.

Dawei is a country different from the other nine kingdoms.

However, such a country has grown stronger and stronger in the past hundred years. Until now, Dawei has become the most powerful country among the ten human kingdoms.

A small mountain village more than 100 miles away from the Dawei border.

An old man with white beard and hair and wrinkled face, hunched over, leaning on crutches to climb up the hillside, sitting on a piece of bluestone slowly.

He looked towards the north, which is the direction of the demon world.

In the eyes of Chaos, it seems that he can see the border of the human race, the Great Wall that has been built one after another for more than a hundred years.

Almost every day, he would sit here for an hour, for decades, without interruption.

The old man has a very common name, Zhang San.

The villagers in the mountains will respectfully call him the third master, but no one knows his true identity, only that he has a grandson who is a soldier at the border and is also an officer.

There are often soldiers who come to give him things, but every time, they are scolded by him.

The villagers also thought that the old man had a quirky temper and didn't think much about it.

Zhang San, once the No. 1 scout in the world, was seriously injured when the Great Wei established himself, and when he was fighting the enemy, the foundation of his martial arts was damaged.

Originally, in his capacity, he was a rich and noble prince in the Great Wei Jingcheng, and he lived a stable life without any problems.

But he didn't want to.

He, Zhang San, has his own arrogance, and he doesn't want to be a **** waiting to die in front of his former brother.

Gu </span> He left the capital and came here because he could see the Great Wall of the human race.

When he left the capital, he only took the giant bow that made him famous all over the world. Everything else, gold, silver, jewelry, wealth, and wealth, were all left in the capital.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Zhang San's turbid eyes looked at the Great Wall hundreds of miles away, and muttered to himself, "My old bones are about to endure, my lord, if you really fall, you will end up in the ground. I can follow you, but the last will not be able to find out who harmed you, and will not be able to avenge you, the last will be incompetent."

A few turbid tears fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the sadness on Zhang San's face instantly subsided, and it became extremely cold, and his hunched body suddenly straightened.

"Since you're here, come out. What's the difference between a thief and a thief?"

Zhang San said coldly.

"Clap clap-"

A figure stepped out of the woods more than ten meters away, applauding and speaking.

"It's worthy of being the number one scout in the world back then. Even if you're old, you can still find my traces."

The man came more than ten meters in front of Zhang San, as if he was a little apprehensive, and did not continue to move forward.

He looked at Zhang San and said, "Brother Zhang, we meet again."

"It's better not to see each other."

Zhang San said coldly.

"Brother Zhang, you should understand my purpose."

The man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "As long as you promise me, I promise that Sun will no longer need to be born and die at the border. I can guarantee that he will enjoy all the glory and wealth in his life!"

"Brother Zhang, as you know, I can do it."

"Of course you can."

Zhang San said indifferently, "It's just a hands-on effort to let a person enjoy glory and wealth."

"But I also said that my Zhang family needs riches and honors. I can earn it with my own hands, and I don't need to beg for pity like a man. No matter how many times you come, I will answer it too. Let your heart die."

"Brother Zhang, why are you doing this?"

The man said with sincerity, "Excuse me, there is no cure for your injury, how long can you last? If you go west with a crane, the result will not be the same? Your grandson is only a first-rank martial artist now. Right? Can he protect the Juque Heavenly Bow?"

"Also, Brother Zhang, in your current situation, you can no longer use the Juque Tiangong, right?"

"You can try!"

In Zhang San's turbid eyes, a terrifying light disappeared in a flash, and a fierce momentum rose up on him.

The murderous aura that seemed to be real, showed the battles he had experienced.

The face of the man opposite Zhang San didn't change much. He just looked at Zhang San, "Brother Zhang, I have no ill intentions. You don't need to do this. If I want to do it, I won't come to discuss it with you again and again."

"To be honest, Brother Zhang, don't say that martial arts have been abolished. Even if your cultivation level is still there, if we really want to use Dongtian to be strong, do you think you can stop it?"

"Ha ha."

Zhang San laughed sadly, "Haven't you done anything? Since you're a bitch, don't set up a torii."

"I was not afraid of you back then, and I am not afraid of you now. If you want to win the Juque Heavenly Bow, then let your horses come over!"

Zhang San was sitting on top of the bluestone, with a straight back and a loud voice.

The man looked at Zhang San and said slowly, "Brother Zhang, if you are alive, we will not do anything to you, otherwise the King and the others will not give up."

"But please be blunt, Brother Zhang, I'm afraid your body won't last long. How long do you think, the king and the others, can you take care of your grandson? One year, two years, or ten, eight years?"

The tone of the man's speech sounded very polite, but the threat vaguely revealed in his words could be understood by anyone.

Zhang San stared at the man with a cold face, "Do you think that if you threaten me with Qi Yun, I'll give in? You're a Tang man, and you underestimate me too much."

"Back then, when my lord was still alive, you didn't dare to let your farts in the sky, and now, there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains that are called kings..."

A look of embarrassment flashed across the face of the man across from him, and his voice became cold, "Brother Zhang, I treat each other with courtesy, and I hope you don't ignorant praise!"

"Haha, I, Zhang San, are strong and firm, standing in the world, and I have never depended on your praise!"

Zhang San said with a smile, "What about Xuling Dongtian? Even if Tang Qianluo is standing here, I will let him get out!"

"Your Highness handed the Juque Heavenly Bow into my hands, and I will never humiliate it! The bow will never fall into the hands of the younger generation when the bow is present, and the bow is no longer there!"

The smile on the man opposite has disappeared, and his face has become extremely cold.

"Brother Zhang, I have visited the thatched cottage three times, and I have already given you enough face."

The man said coldly, "But since you don't know the good and the bad, then I have nothing to say."

"Zhang San, let me tell you, a few days ago, the frontier army scouts stole the Xueyin Kuangdao from the demon world. Thirty scouts in a group came back alive, and only two came back alive. Your grandson Zhang Qiyun stayed in the demon world after the break. Dead without a corpse."

"Pfft—"

A strange red flashed across Zhang San's face, shocked and angry, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Tang Twenty-one!"

Zhang San trembled and shouted angrily.

"Zhang San, you have already cut off your sons and grandchildren, and you are clinging to the giant bow, so what can you do?"

Then Tang Twenty-one laughed and said, "Is it possible, you can still take it to the grave?"

"If you are alive, the King of Humanity and the others will take care of their old feelings and still protect you. If you die, the King of Humanity and the others will have no reason to defend the Juque Heavenly Bow. In the end, the Juque Heavenly Bow will still fall to our Xuling Cave Heaven. Hands! Do you believe it or not?"

That Tang Twenty-One simply stopped covering it up, and said arrogantly.

"Pfft—"

Zhang San was seriously injured, but under the agitated mood, the old injury recurred again.

His body swayed, staring at Tang Twenty-one.

He wanted to say, he didn't believe it!

But he knew that with Xuling Dongtian's shamelessness, they could definitely do it!

Back then, they were forced to become cannon fodder, and they were the masterminds of this Xuling Cave!

If it wasn't for their luck and some strength, where would there be today's Da Wei, those of them would have been killed by Xuling Cave Tiankeng long ago!

Although Yang Hong became the King of Humans by chance, his actions would also be constrained by Dongtian.

"Even if I destroy the Juque Heavenly Bow, I will never allow it to fall into the hands of you Xuling Dongtian!"

Zhang San gritted his teeth and said.

Although he has no evidence, he suspects that the disappearance of the prince is likely to be related to Xuling Dongtian!

Xuling Dongtian was the only enemy of the prince back then. Later, after the prince disappeared, Xuling Dongtian even tried to kill them all!

"Zhang San, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Innate Divine Weapons are of strategic significance to the human race. If you dare to destroy the Innate Divine Weapons, then you will be a sinner of the human race, and you will be stinky for thousands of years!"

Tang twenty-one sneered.

"so what?"

Zhang San spat out the blood in his mouth, shook his body again, and said coldly, "Do you think I, Zhang San, would care about mere infamy?"

"I only hate my lack of cultivation, otherwise, I will die, and I will take you with me!"

"Haha, even if your cultivation is still there, you are not my opponent."

Tang Twenty-One laughed and said, "If it weren't for the scruples of the King of Humans and the others, I would have been killed in one breath if you were like this. You said that you are a waste and you are still wasting food, why don't you hurry up and die?"

"You're right, a waste like you, living is a waste of food."

Suddenly, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded, "Zhang San, since you want him to die, then, if you kill him, why bother?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanzhi felt that a power was born out of thin air in his body, a feeling that he had not seen for a long time. on the bowstring.

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