Chapter 462 The First in the World

A group of soldiers looked at him in amazement. He stood up and glanced around, secretly guessing whether he had run to the base camp of Juyizhuang.

And what was mistaken for a "wall" in front of him was completely unable to see the original meat. You can imagine how lucky that pile of meat was. It was hit head-on by that high-speed object. Without any reaction, without any pain, it suddenly returned to reincarnation. The body could still be moistened by the blood spit out by the young master. It was simply ancestral virtue!

He looked around and asked a general, "What is this place?"

"FUCK!" Only then did the general react and shouted, "Take him down!"

Qin Yan raised Ye Shangqiulu and sighed, "Sriors, murder weapons, saints have no choice but to use them..." He looked at the armor on the general's body and frowned slightly, "Aren't you the troops of Juyizhuang?" No one answered, and the soldiers came over with long guns and trapped him in the middle. But under the power he showed, no one dared to take the lead.

Seeing that his soldiers did not move, the general was furious, pulled out his waist knife and shouted fiercely, "Who are you? Why did you break into my camp?"

"You don't have to care who I am. I came here by mistake. If you are not a unit of Juyizhuang, then we don't need it..." Qin Yan suddenly said here and suddenly looked back. The general and soldiers also felt it and looked in the same direction.

There, a breath full of destruction and violence suddenly appeared, casting a huge shadow. The clear starry sky was suddenly covered by mist, and there was a faint cry of wronged souls, and the substantial coldness was soaked through the bones. Everyone's expressions were stiff, with fear in their eyes.

Juyi Dragon Head, the fierce beast symbolizing the name of killing, still chased after it.

At the end of the vision, the outline of the magnificent figure gradually appeared in the fog, and the horse's hoofs echoed in the void, like a death bell, knocking on Qin Yan's heart.

'I still can't run away from the red beast...' Qin Yan smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. Do I have to force the young master to give up his life? When either you live or I die, why make it so bloody...

The knight in the holy cyan robe drove his horse and swept his eyes. Everyone's heart had a sense of silence and death. He dared not look directly at his eyes and instinctively shrank back.

Long Shou's eyes stayed on Qin Yan's face, and the corners of his cold curved lips were slightly raised, and he said faintly, "I have said that I have to pay a price for my martial arts."

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "I guess someone must have not paid, right?"

Long Shou shook his head: "No."

"Then there will be today!" Qin Yan gritted his teeth, and his eyes were determined. His body suddenly climbed, and he was about to launch the secret of giving his life.

Long Shou's face remained indifferent, and he raised Fang Tianhua halberd and pointed to Qin Yan's heart.

But at this time, a heroic singing suddenly came from Qin Yan's rear barracks:

"What's the battle between tigers and dragons? There are not many heroes in a hundred years.

The general is always on the Qiujiang River, twisting his silver mustard to sing a song.

As soon as he returned from the battlefield, the sword was astringent and the horse was fat.

The wind penetrates the tiger lotus tent, and the dust locks the dragon handsome flag.

The military strategy book will be re-exhibited, and who knows about the dragon and tiger?

Last night, I dreamed of holding each other, and blood burst into gold guns and dirty iron clothes..."

The song is majestic and tragic, with a hidden copper cymb beat. It sounds broad-minded and luxurious.

Long Shou frowned, and his eyes moved away from Qin Yan and threw into the depths of the night. Qin Yan's heart moved and stopped the operation of the life-s giving formula.

The aftertaste of the song did not rest, but it was stopped by the eyes of the dragon's head. In that faraway place, the generals could not see the situation here. When they saw the singing stop, there was a sound of cheering.

Long Shou suddenly asked, "Who is it?"

The sound was as cold as metal trembling, spreading far away in the night sky, sweeping the camp and flooding the field. Those cheers went out in an instant, and the huge barracks became dead.

After a short silence, a strong voice responded to the hill a few miles away: "I, Chao Jingshan!"

Qin Yan was shaken. The name "Laiwu Dongshan" Chaojingshan is really amazing. He is the elder of the three dynasties of Lanhua, the general of Baizhu, the head of the four major towns of this dynasty, and is known as the guardian of Lanhua, and thousands of people regard him as an invincible figure in the world. His position in the hearts of the generals of the Three Kingdoms is no different from that of real people in the hearts of Jianghu people. Qin Yan heard the name of General Chao when he was very young, and this memory even dates back to the death of his parents.

Such a character is much more powerful than the name blown out by the dragon head!

When Qin Yan looked at the dragon head again, his eyes were already gloating: Look how your little girl died!

Long Shou heard Chao Jingshan's name, and his face was also a little moved, but he soon turned into a sneer: "Old general, can you still walk? If you can still pick up the hammer, please come here. I will give you a heroic way to die!"

There is a response from the other side of the mountain: "Wait for the old man to hang up and get on the horse--"

"Sy--" suddenly a horse sounded, rushing straight to the sky, roaring like a tiger and leopard, gold and iron fighting, as if to pierce people's eardrums, and the tents stretching for more than ten miles seemed to have been lifted up. Qin Yan was also shocked and secretly shocked: Is this a war horse calling? This is a monster!

Then Qin Yan heard the rapid sound of horses' hoofs from behind. Looking back, he saw a thin war horse with a strange figure running from the night.

said that the figure was strange, because Qin Yan thought at first glance that there were three people sitting on horseback, or one person had three heads. After focusing on his eyes, he found that there was actually only a dry and thin old man on the horse's back, holding a pair of dark gold hammers, held high in mid-air, which was a little bigger than his whole upper body, which looked particularly funny. But the strong momentum emanating from his dry body made the scene natural.

Looking at the old man approaching, the cold eyes of the dragon's head showed a hot color for the first time. His left hand slowly rubbed on the square sky painting halberd and whispered, "The drum urn gold hammer, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

He was impatient to wait in place and drove his horse forward.

Qin Yan was left aside and ignored him.

When Chao Jingshan walked to the front of the camp, he suddenly jumped, and his thin body made a roar through the cracked stone. He hammered through the air and came: "The younger generation was killed--"

The dragon's head lifts the halberd, does not dodge, and connects it with fire to the sky.

"Dong!" The sound roared like thunder, and the aftershocks spread all over the battlefield. The soldiers within 20 meters nearby fell to the ground crying, and their mouths and noses bleed.

The confrontation between the world's fierce generals, even if it is only a aftershock, is not something that soldiers can accept.

At the beginning of the two riders, the dragon's head took a step back, and Chao Jingshan took three steps back in a row. ** The thin old horse shook his head and spewed a fierce breath in his nose, and his eyes were full of fierceness. Zao Hongma was not afraid and sniffed contemptuously.

This scene surprised Qin Yan. It seems that General Chao is at a disadvantage.

The power of time can destroy everything. Even unparalleled generals have to serve their old age.

He suddenly felt bad. Is it at this time today that he will witness the change of the world's number one name?