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Chapter 182 The strong man is gone...

Above the battle group, Zhu Yuanzhang also disregarded his status, drew his sword and angrily entered the enemy's formation to slash and kill. At this time, all tactics and so on are nonsense, only killing, killing, killing... making progress on Yang Xiao's side.

After Wang Baobao was in the army of the Chinese army, even though he could not ride a horse on the mountain, his heroic appearance as a general remained undiminished.

"Report... Ku Toutuo to see you!" The dragon messenger appeared.

"Oh?" Wang Baobao was taken aback, "Didn't he go to find Minmin's trace, why is he here?"

"Kututuo is holding a woman in his arms. It seems that the servant is the princess's. He can't speak, but he just walks this way. We can't stop him."

"Don't stop him." Wang Baobao ordered with a wave of his arm.

Fan Yao's martial arts skills are so great that he can't be stopped, just as he finished speaking, he has already arrived here with Zhao Min in his arms.

He glared at Wang Baobao, as if he wanted to eat him.

Wang Baobao smiled and said: "Master Ku, I'm sorry... The art of war is like a mountain, and when it is said to attack, when it will attack, I didn't know that Minmin was originally at Guangmingding."

Fan Yao snorted, hugged Zhao Min and walked towards Wang Baobao.

"Bold!" The sergeant beside Wang Baobao stopped him and said angrily, drawing his knife.

"Quickly step back." Wang Baobao yelled, "Master Ku has worked diligently in the palace for more than ten years, and he is only ordered by his father. Even I have to be courteous."

Hearing this, the sergeant had to retreat.

"Is Minmin okay?" Wang Baobao asked.

Fan Yao didn't speak, just walked towards him.

Wang Baobao smiled and said: "By the way, you are going to return Minmin to me... No need, the two armies are fighting now, this place is dangerous, you can take Minmin back to the palace, I will apologize to her when I go back. "

Wang Baobao's words really mean nothing else, he just said that Zhao Min fainted, now that the military is the priority, naturally it's not the time to take care of his sister, presumably both his father and Zhao Min will understand in the future.

But Fan Yao's footsteps did not change at all, and he still came forward step by step.

"I told you, Master Ku, this place is not suitable for recuperating your wounded, you should take Minmin away first."

Fan Yao ignored him and continued walking, faster and faster.

Wang Baobao looked at Fan Yao's expression, and suddenly his whole body trembled, a kind of intuition of playing between the enemy and ourselves, life and death for many years aroused him.

"Save me!" Wang Baobao roared.

But after all, the distance was too close.

At the same time he roared, Fan Yao threw Yang Buhui out of his arms, and Buhui held a dagger, with a fierce look on his face, and stabbed Wang Baobao.

Wang Baobao was a general in the army, and his martial arts were only at the superficial level. Facing Fan Yao's strenuous throw and Yang Buhui's desperate stab, he had no reaction at all.

"Aw...!!"

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Wang Baobao's left heart, he suddenly heard a roar, like a lion's roar.

Fan Yao was so shocked that he subconsciously said: "The lion king...the lion king...the lion king is back?!!"

Under the roar, the soldiers with a radius of hundreds of meters covered their ears and squatted on the ground ferociously, life would be worse than death.Yang Buhui was so shocked, his mind was buzzing, his mind was in a trance, and a long sword fell to the ground.

However, after all, she has the blood of Yang Xiao and Ji Xiaofu, and at this moment, regardless of defense, she let her seven orifices bleed, gritted her teeth, and used her hands to fight the enemy, and finally attacked Wang Baobao, grabbing Wang Baobao's neck , pinched tightly.

Wang Baobao covered his ears while being pinched by Yang Buhui, it felt like hell.

After Fan Yao's expression flashed, he quickly practiced his skills to resist the lion's roar, and also swung his palm to kill.

It couldn't be Xie Xun, he was thinking too much.

However, a figure was faster than him.

A man in an ordinary military uniform leaped in front of Wang Baobao from more than ten meters away in one step, raised his palm and slashed...

Fan Yao thinks that his actions are vicious, and he even commits all kinds of crimes.

But seeing this man's method made Fan Yao feel cold in his heart.

That man's palm really hit Yang Buhui's neck, Yang Buhui was hit by the lion's roar, his five sense organs were half blind, and at the same time he just strangled Wang Baobao, there was no resistance at all.

The man's strike was beyond words... This chapter was chopped on Yang Buhui's neck... It was like an ordinary woman chopping vegetables, everything should be taken for granted, there was a kind of terribly quiet cruelty.

She didn't regret being cut, in an instant, the tendons and bones in her neck were all broken, she only knew how to strangle Wang Baobao to death, but her hands still didn't let go.

Slowly, slowly, her neck tilted down, like a green onion whose stem was broken, and suddenly drooped down, although not a drop of blood was left, but there was no sound at all.

Fan Yao didn't dare to look any further, he just urged his palms desperately, and went angrily, just begging to give Wang Baobao a fatal blow.

Turning around, the figure, like a ghost, tapped Fan Yao's waist lightly with a finger that seemed fast and slow.

Fan Yao's body froze, his expression was ferocious, and he felt a very sinister force seep into his body along the little finger, from the point on his waist, to the internal organs, to the limbs, and everywhere, there would be Frozen by this evil force.

However, Fan Yao didn't wait for nothing, and exploded his internal energy, shaking off the cold air and hurting his internal organs at the same time. He continued to attack with inhuman willpower. The palm that killed Wang Baobao had to be slashed, for the sake of enlightenment. Thousands of soldiers, for the future foundation of Mingjiao...

But this palm did not strike after all.

The figure's second finger pointed straight at Fan Yao's left heart.

As soon as he pointed down, Fan Yao's figure immediately became extremely slow, but he was still moving.

He whispered desperately: "Thieves...people...yin...soul...don't...scatter..."

The figure didn't speak a word, and the third point was on Fan Yaotian Linggai.

As a result, Fan Yao stayed in place like a Rakshasa ice sculpture, never moving again.

In an instant, the two masters of the Ming Sect were dead, and the death conditions were miserable and strange.Unrepentant, he still pinched Wang Baobao until his death, and in the end he was like a decapitated doll, expressionless.Fan Yao's expression at the last moment was comparable to that of a ghost, but it was a bottle of frozen ghost.

Wang Baobao peeled off Yang Buhui's hands, even his hands trembled a little in the face of all this.

"Unexpectedly... Ku Toutuo would actually betray... What kind of temperament should he have been hiding in the palace for decades..." Wang Baobao looked at Yang Buhui's body in shock, and his heart felt cold again, "Mingjiao They are all fierce generals with such a heart... even a woman can do this, if this disaster is not cured, the court will never have a peaceful day."

Then, he walked slowly to the sergeant, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you..."

The man just raised his arm: "No need, you are all doing things for the imperial court. Even if you die, there will be someone new to take over. You and I are already familiar with each other. It would be troublesome to talk to other people."

Wang Baobao was cold again, this person's logic was too cold, did he save himself only because he was too lazy to talk to other generals?

Looking at the dead bodies of Yang and Fan again, Wang Baobao sighed inwardly: "Even if you kill me, so what, someone else will come on top of me, your death is not worth it."

After saying that, he asked people to collect the corpses, waved the flags and drums, and asked the sergeants to shout that the assassin was dead, and at the same time wrote a letter to the Ming army, urging him to surrender quickly.

For a time, the morale of the Yuan army was greatly boosted, and thousands of soldiers shouted in unison.

"The assassin is dead!! The assassin is dead!!"

These thousands of voices pierced Yang Xiao's heart like thousands of knives.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he held the torch order tightly in his hands.

"kill………………"

Following Yang Xiao's low-pitched roar, the Mingjiao master team with only a few dozen people dispersed and launched a suicide attack, only trying to kill as many Yuan army generals as possible, disrupting their formation, and creating opportunities for the army.

Wang Baobao glanced at the battle group and shook his head: "Sure enough, as you said, when the two armies are fighting, martial arts masters are just stronger soldiers. What they do is in vain. Even if they were as strong as Guo Jing and Huang Rong back then, they are still fighting against each other. Under the iron horse of my Great Yuan, it was wiped out, not to mention these worthless things!"

"It's like this most of the time." The man looked at the dazzling figures in the army and didn't care, "But according to the legend, there are indeed masters who can defeat an army by one person."

"Oh? Is there really such a person? I'm afraid it's just that the soldiers are weak. If my Dayuan's iron cavalry only needs a hundred, no matter how strong that person's martial arts are, he will definitely crush him!"

"Hmph, you're only half a Mongol, how did you learn the arrogance of your ancestors?" That man didn't have the slightest respect for Wang Baobao, "For martial arts, you must always be in awe."

Wang Baobao didn't say anything anymore, he just felt that this person was playing tricks, the Mongolian iron cavalry passed by, and the walls and cannons of the barbarians in the Western Regions would be destroyed, let alone a body.

The man stared at the battle group, but suddenly let out a "huh".

Wang Baobao followed his gaze, and there seemed to be a few trees that were deliberately lit, surrounding a tall tree in the middle, like an ancient religious ceremony.

He looked again, and saw a thin and strange figure standing on the tall tree in the middle.

"Hmph, is the cult summoning ghosts and gods?" Wang Baobao didn't care.

"No." The man looked carefully, "They want to kill your sister."

Sure enough, as if to confirm this statement, the tall tree in the middle was also set ablaze. Under the firelight, Wei Yixiao's evil gaze was particularly strange, forming a sharp contrast with the beautiful girl in his hand.

Wei Yixiao grabbed Zhao Min by the collar, grabbed her hair, and purposely let Wang Baobao see clearly.

"Hmm..." Wang Baobao hesitated for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "Master Minmin has died under the hands of the cult, and I command the sergeant not to be influenced by it. If the Ming religion is destroyed in this battle, the whole army will reward you with a reward! "

The military order was passed down one after another, and Wang Baobao remained expressionless.

"General, you are really unscrupulous."

"You have no right to accuse me." Wang Baobao half smiled and half was angry.

"Hehe... A man always thinks about morality when he stands in the world, and his life is not enough to make meritorious deeds."

"That's a good statement."

The Bat King watched from the tree. Instead of retreating in the slightest, the Yuan army became more and more crazy after his actions.

"The expected result..." Bat King sighed sadly, baring his fangs, "I don't want to do this either..."

Zhao Min had woken up slightly at this time, seeing such a guy about to eat him, he thought he had gone to the [-]th floor of hell.

"Is no one doing anything for me..." Zhao Min gave a desperate smile, "Forget it, I didn't do anything good either."

Bat King shook his head and wanted to bite down.

"Dare to fucking bite me and knock you to death!!!!" You Sheng's lion's roar resounded through the mountains and forests, and the sound shook the world. Everyone could hear the swearing clearly, but it was not as loud as the lion's roar just now The lethality, although the words are lame, the voice is very gentle, "Wei Yixiao, wait a minute!!"

Zhang Wuji was as if he had been forced by a mad dog, and he was like Monkey King who just came out of the mountain, running, rolling, groping and running towards the ancient tree with all his might.

(End of this chapter)