The God of War Challenging Heaven

The appraiser's eyes, on the Dan medicine between the two fingers, swept randomly, but the next moment, the whole person, was stuck, muttering in his mouth: “I, have you lost my eyes...”

He blinked hard and then opened his eyes wide, looking at the dragon qi health and hygiene dan without blinking, and he looked a little funny.

It is true that he does not have eyebrows. The dragon gas between his two branches, made up of yellow and blue, has a smooth surface and a faint glow is hidden throughout, as if it were a treasure.

“Expert, what kind of quality Dan medicine is that? How does it look so strange? Is it really an abandoned Dan? ”

His Majesty Daliang asked aloud.

“Abandoned Dan! ”

“Must be abandoned Dan! ”

Around the battalion, a platoon cried out like the sea again.

The appraiser's chest, a fierce rise and fall, with a thick shaking color on his face. It took a while before he returned to God and breathed out a long breath, turning to pay homage to His Majesty Daliang: “Go back to Your Majesty, Huaxia Junior refined this dragonless health and wellness dan, the quality is, yes, infinitely close to five! ”

The appraiser's voice was not very loud, but the crowd here heard that that effect was undoubtedly equivalent to a sunny thunderbolt.

- What? - What?

Infinitely close to five!

The call around the field, in between, stopped.

Time stops as if at this moment, and the look on everyone's face on the field is set.

The whole scene was quiet to the extreme.

“Push! ”

Gong Jiande fell directly to the ground and broke the silence on the field. He hurried to climb up with gray head and dirt on his face. There was no blood on his face. The whole person stood there with a loss of soul, only feeling the heavens and earth spinning.

How did that happen?

Huaxia teenager's most unfamiliar dragon qi health dan, coupled with the poetic execution news, he also refined Dan medicine with an infinite quality close to five products!

Is he a god?

The quality is infinitely close to five. Until then, such high quality Dan medicine, it has always been just a legend, he has not even seen it.

The whole beam up and down, never seen it!

Everyone on the field, for a moment, had a dead face and a stunned mouth.

His Majesty Daliang, the lost soul was trapped in that royal chair. He could not return to God for half a day. The whole person, as if in an instant, was ten years old.

This time, Daliang competed with the Huaxia teenager in two games, completely defeated!

Even if they are carefully designed, they will not escape the fate of facial sweeps!

The hearts of all people on the field, including His Majesty Daliang and Gong Jiande, were broken into pieces.

And what is incomprehensible to the world is that the Huaxia teenager is so young, and yet, in both warfare and alchemy, he is as high as God, and the world must look up.

“Lonely admit, that Huaxia teenager, is a god, we mortals, compare to him, no matter what the means, it is taking its own humiliation! ”

His Majesty Daliang sighed heavily, and for a moment, the whole person seemed to be ten years old again.

The ministers of literature and martial arts around them are all wary and fearful, such as carrying thin ice, even the atmosphere dare not come out, afraid that His Majesty Liang will suddenly jump like thunder to bring the scourge of death.

After a while, His Majesty Daliang's gaze only reappeared. He hummed heavily and said word for word: “Two games, that Huaxia teenager, was an absolute advantage to win, lonely unbeliever, he is truly a god, now, isn't he going to save poetry rhyme? Loneliness is to see how he can save poetry. Go, go, go, go! ”

Wow!

Immediately, the world clustered His Majesty Daliang and rushed towards Ghost Cry Mountain, and they had to go and see if the Huaxia teenager really had three heads and six arms.

……

Five miles away, relative to Qin Yi, is just a matter of time.

Qin Yi, carrying a long gun of smoke cloud, rushed from the training field to Ghost Cry Mountain. Her eyes slowly swept away. She relieved herself. Fortunately, the execution had not yet begun. Using her unique skill, Maiden Yan dragged the execution to a halt and sustained herself.

Ghost Cry Mountain is actually just a huge mountain bag, the whole mountain bag is grass free.

At the top of the mountain bag, standing neatly on the hands of thirty iron men, each iron man, stained with blood, one layer at a time, which made them black long ago. There was a bloody smell in the air.

At the root of the giant mountain bag, a wooden cross is inserted, and at this moment, the poetry that has been invisible for so long, is being tied to the cross and added.

Her clothes had long been shattered and ruined, revealing a large piece of ice and clear jade. She held her head. In the past, as if nine days the fairy had followed the wind, there had long been no survival. There was no bloody hair on her face or lips, and her hair was chaotic, and she kept flying in the wind.

In front of her, she stood in a row wearing armor, a helmet, an elite knife with a knife, the blade of that knife, in the light of the sun, glittering with cold and chestnut.

Stranger knives are a more common weapon on the battlefield, but in fact, they are generally used only by elites.

The characteristic of the knife is that the handle is not long and does not exceed one meter and five, so that when waved, it is flexible, but its body is heavy, and the blade is extremely sharp.

On the battlefield, if you are caught in the siege of an enemy heavy soldier, you will typically use such a knife to tear the siege apart a blood mouth, beneath the holy instrument, and then a sturdy armor, a knife that will fall, will be directly split open and completely irresistible.

At this time, the delicate, weak, flaming woman, is deeply caught in the elite with 8,000 strange knives, turning her back on him, what she is negotiating with the general.

Obviously, the general had the feminine charm, the divine color looked rather strange, the face was red, and in his eyes, the bears' love was clearly burning.

However, he never dared to look at the flaming lady in front of him, half a step into the thunder pit.

He withstood the burning fire of the bear in his body. Whatever Maiden said, he nodded that it was Maiden who should have performed another kind of magic in addition to her.

The commander did not say execution. Even if the time of execution had come, and there was no commandment from the commander, the eight thousand elites could only stand there quietly and dare not move in arrogance.

“This flaming lady is amazing. ”

From a distance, Qin Yi couldn't help but nod herself.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have dreamed that a delicate, weak and weak woman, without a single move, would have held the entire 8,000 elite, firmly in his hands and could not be executed.

“Ma'am, I'm coming! ”

Qin Yiyuan shouted at Maiden Yan.

Fei Fei looked back and suddenly overjoyed. She rushed over. Qin Yi only found out that Fei Fei's glossy and full forehead was already covered with a bright sweat. Her face was a little white and she gasped.

“Qin Yi, you're finally here. If you're two minutes late, I won't be able to hold on. ”

Femme lifted her white hands and touched a fine sweat on her forehead.

“In addition to the ecstasy, you seem to have performed other secrets on the general. What kind of secrets is that? ”

Qin Yi Qiduo.

“There is no time to say this. As soon as I leave the general, the ecstasy will fail. You will soon save the poetry, and now it is up to you. ”

Maiden said in a hurry.

“Okay!”

Qin Yi nodded.

Ecstasy is within a certain range to be able to amuse each other. In fact, as soon as she leaves the general, Ecstasy's amusement of the general has expired, only for a moment and a half, he has not returned to God.

Boo!

Next moment.

Qin Yi turned his body into a shadow with a powerful Xuan Qi, carrying a long gun of smoke cloud, and burst out to the front of the cross with poetry.

However, it was still a little slow. Just as Qin Yi burst out, the general suddenly woke up and saw Qin Yi burst out of nowhere. He shouted, “What are you all eating? Someone's trying to rob the prisoner. You're still standing here, blocking him! ”

Wow!

Eight thousand elites, waiting for his order, even with a strange knife, Qi Qi came towards the young man, wildly killed the past.

Looking at that as if it were a tidal wave, the eight thousand elite who had come wildly. Qin Yi's body was slightly beaten, he swallowed his pharynx, his body instantly boiled with hot blood, and his chest burned with tremendous warfare!

“Kill!”

In the sound of the explosion, Qin Yi carried a long smoke cloud gun and quickly greeted the crazed 8,000 elite. He swept the long smoke cloud gun in his hand. Seventy-eight elite people. Between them, he swept out more than a dozen distances and fell to the ground.

The movement here, very quickly, shook the cross plus the poetry, tranced her, slowly looked up, looked far away, that with the smoke cloud long gun, the teenager with the 8,000 elite killing, the poetic delicate body, suddenly trembled, two lines of tears, cried down: "Qin Yi! ”

She never thought that Qin Yi would do anything to save herself. You know, robbing a prisoner like herself is a capital crime, not to mention, what he is now facing is an entire 8,000 elite.

Elite is elite, because the fighting power is much stronger than the average soldier, who usually reaches more than six frontiers of the Ecclesiastes, and one individual, even breaks through the pavement.

Qin Yi has to face eight thousand cultivated as more elite than the six realms of Xuando. It is very difficult, imaginable.

“Qin Yi, you go, I broke the law of Daliang Iron, there is no way to avoid death. ”

Poetry shouts.

“Poetry, you owe me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had a chance to get Fire Lotus at all. I would never have watched you die like this! ”

In the roar, Qin Yi's long gun stabbed, instantly directly pierced the three elite bodies. He threw his long gun and threw the three elite bodies. He threw them out harshly, spreading his speeds and rushing towards the poetic rhymes in front of him: “Whoever stops me is dead! ”

However, these elites, all rigorously trained, all fearless, could not have listened to him at all. He had just begun, countless elites, and the bees had risen.