The Portal of Wonderland

At this time, both warring parties killed red eyes, and no one noticed that, not far from here, a deadly arrow had been darkly targeted.

An arrow whizzed, a black line flashed lightning fast.

The noise in the air instantly shook the warring Barbarian Totem Warrior and the National General, but when the Barbarian Totem Warrior found out, the shadow was close, where else could he hide?

“Pfft” sound!

The flaming arrow flashed away without entering the bosom of this great barbarian.

The fire lit up and a blast came out.

Along with the short scream of the Barbarian Totem Warrior, his chest was exploded by the fire property energy of the fiery arrow burst out a blood hole the size of a head, the whole man fell down, the blood sprayed from the wound drained across the head of the people's general.

This person was obviously too stunned to make a concession.

“Heh! Heh!" The sound of the arrow whistled in succession.

A barbarian soldier had just struck down the weapon of the opposite soldier, and the tall stone hammer had not fallen, and a shadow pierced his throat.

At the edge of the squad, a barbarian warrior who was traveling to throw bone spears just raised the bone spears in his hand high, and the next moment, he was directly punched through his forehead by a shadow, and even the spears fell straight down.

Similar situations are constantly occurring, with one barbarian soldier inevitably falling down in each of the arrow shouts, but the sound of a burst like that just now is no longer ringing.

The celebrity general also reacted at this time, knowing that this arrow hiding in the dark was on his side, the spirit was vibrated, his mouth roared, and he turned back and killed into the barbarian soldiers.

Where these ordinary barbarians are opponents, their silver spears stretch like snake spits, hurting one person at a time.

Inspired by the mysterious archers and generals of the Fang Dynasty, the soldiers of the human race have gained morale and have begun to mount constant counter-attacks.

In just one cup of tea, nearly 200 small barbarian troops were killed or injured, and ethnic soldiers quickly began to clean up the battlefield.

The leader of the people famous for his all-body armor came alone to hide from the stone pasture and cried out in a far cry:

“Thank you warriors for your help, and please show yourself! ”

Ishima glanced half empty and slowly walked out of the ditch with a purple steel bow.

“Shi Mu?! ”

When a shock sounded, the leader stopped in shock.

Shi Mu is also a pun.

The general of the people saw the puzzled look of Shi Lian, his eyes flashed with a flash, hurriedly pulled down his face armor, a familiar face revealed.

“Wang Tianhao! ”

Shi Mu looked at the pale teenager in front of him and the unexpected appeared in his eyes.

“You... you became a disciple of the Dark Devil Gate?” Wang Tianhou got stuck looking at the red red flaming markings on the cuffs of the shepherd, some incredible.

The Dark Demon Gate is a large number of the Flaming Nation named after the three Great Sects of Daqi. It is far from comparable to the Kaiyuan Martial Arts Court where it is now located.

Ishimaki chuckled and didn't answer directly.

The experience was rather curvaceous, far from explainable in three or two sentences, and he was reluctant to say anything more, given the number of people here.

“Ha ha, I didn't expect your boy to run off to Flame Country. The Wu family and the Jin family offered 500,000 taels of silver reward each to find you. If they knew you were joining the sect, they would probably have trouble sleeping and eating.” Wang Tianhao didn't ask either. The conversation turned sharp and he laughed.

The shepherd moved.

He really didn't know about this, but Kim and Wu acted unexpectedly.

“My business is a bit difficult to say, but it's the king, how did you become the general of Qi?” Shi Liam pointed to Wang Tianhao's armor and asked back.

“Shortly after you left Fengcheng, I joined Kaiyuan Martial Court. This massive invasion by the barbarians, the Wuhan Court sent our new disciples to join the Daqi army as a test. You must also have been ordered by the Sect to appear here.” Wang Tianhao said frankly.

“That's true.” Stone pasture nodded.

“Shi Lian, you were detected to be a stone monkey jungle, but you also joined the Sect because of the disaster. Knowing that this Dark Demon Gate, as one of the seven of the three kingdoms, has countless secrets of Menechi kung, I'm sure you should also have the early days of the day to fix it now.” Wang Tianhao glanced at Shi Lian Dao.

Initial Stage Houtian Phase?

Ishima touched her nose and looked indifferent.

“Why don't we try it here? I've been wanting to cut it off with the disciples at the gate for a long time, but I never had a chance before.” Wang Tianhao held a silver gun and looked at Shi Liam with enthusiasm.

Shi Mu heard a word.

Through his previous struggles, he had seen that Wang Tianhao's strength, though not weak, was not yet comparable to his own.

“It's just a consultation. Whether I win or lose, I'll give 100,000 taels of silver. How about that?” Wang Tianhao saw that Shi Mu had not spoken, thought that he was unwilling to respond to the war and said hastily.

“If the king loses, plus two junior spirit stones, I can consider one or two.” Ishima blinked and smiled.

“Okay, that's settled!” Wang Tianhao's big happy mouth promised down.

Ishima nodded and put the purple steel bow aside, then gave Wang Tianhao a fist and set a start.

Soldiers who were around to clean up the battlefield saw this situation. They had long stopped what was in their hands. Thirty-five hundred and fifty crowds came around. At this moment, the two men were implicitly centered in a circle of more than ten lengths.

After everyone escaped from the dead, he was mostly grateful to Ishimura, a secretly assisted archer. At this moment, he saw his captain not only knew each other, but also had to fight each other, shouting aloud.

There is nothing more intoxicating for a person who is engaged in martial arts than being able to see a protagonist fight a duel. This opportunity is very rare.

Wang Tianhao couldn't wait long ago, after a loud laugh, the silver gun in his hand shook, the first half of the gun flashed, became blurred.

“Pfft," “Pfft," “Pfft," twelve dark red flames appeared in front of them.

In the past two years, he had long practiced the second half of the firecracker method, reaching the realm of great success, not only containing flame power that is now unprecedented, but can also release twelve flame strikes all at once.

Wang Tianhao held the gun with both hands, suddenly shivering one turn at a time, the tip of the gun drew a silver circle, twelve flames seemed to be drawn by the mysterious force, sliding around in the air, all into the circle.

“Boom!”

The silver circle was quickly covered in flames, and Wang Tianhao stabbed it out suddenly. A dragon of fire ran out of the center of the silver circle, straight from the chest of the stone pasture.

The gun hasn't arrived yet, but the hot air wave has pressed over, leaving people breathless.

Ishima's face stirred, her right hand moved, and a white glowing fist turned into a fist shadow, blasting out.

A burst of rumbling sounded.

Like a boulder falling on a fire heap, the spark lasted for a time and was magnificent.

However, the stone fist of Ishima seems to have won slightly, and the fire dragon's body is getting dimmer and dimmer, and his eyes are about to reveal the silver gun head inside.

Suddenly, Ishima's arms burst with crackling bones, suddenly bursting into a circle, and the surface was thick, like a barbarian.

loudly shouted.

White jade-like crystalline fist smashed hard on the fire faucet, emitting a huge noise of metal handover, the fire dissipated, revealing silver gun head.

Wang Tianhao was shaken by the tremendous force coming from the barrel of the gun. He couldn't help but retreat three or four steps before stopping. Finally, his eyes showed horror.

Shimahara did not move and suddenly retracted his fist.

Wang Tianhao stood steady and looked at Shi Lian with a heavy face. His hands adjusted slightly and immediately changed a strange gripping position.

Shi Mu only then discovered that Wang Tianhao's silver gun had a line of fiery red runes at its tail, and it was also a magic instrument.

“The Black Flame Gate is truly famous, Brother Shi, as long as you can break my dragontail gun, I will defeat the wind.” Wang Tianhao's words are extremely confident.

Dragon Tail Gun is a special martial arts technique chosen by Wang Tianhao to increase blood power after joining the Kaiyuan Martial Court Blood Palace, and can only be practiced by blood matching people.

The voice had just fallen, Wang Tianhao had a long gun in his hand, the gun body seemed to bend and twist in the fire, like a living giant python, the hot air wave was much higher than just now.

Wang Tianhou dragged the gun tip to the ground. After a few steps, he twisted his waist, and the gun tip suddenly jumped off the ground. A dozen pythons flew out and jumped straight towards Shi Liam, reaching the extreme speed.

Ishima's face remained the same, her right hand behind her, a black light flashed out in the sky, her knife trembled, thirteen black swordsmen, angrily chopped down to the group python.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

In a series of explosions, thirteen blades completely blocked the attack of the pythons, but the blades also broke apart.

Wang Tianhao's eyes glistened with joy, his figure spinning in place, and his coarse and strong tail instantly turned into a fiery red snake tail and sucked it.

“Fire Dragon Swings Tail!” Wang Tianhao drank.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed with surprise, his internal magic power destroyed, the red light on the black meteorite knife amplified, immediately emerged the bears fire, like a long blazing knife, quickly cut into the tail of the snake.

loud rumbling sound!

A flame erupted on the tail of the snake, suddenly the strong horizontal force made Wang Tianhao's hands numb, the silver long gun was suddenly shocked out and plunged into the ground outside of a few lengths.

Wang Tianhao looked at the faint stone pasture as a wooden chicken and his lips moved slightly, unable to speak for a moment.

Soldiers around them, mostly with appalling expressions.

Soldiers struggling on the line of life and death worship and fear the strong far exceed ordinary people.

At this time, a soldier in the crowd took a few steps forward, respectfully handing over nearly twenty steel arrows, all of which he had just shot out.

Stone pasture is also welcome, go straight into the arrow bag, then pick up the purple steel bow on the ground and turn towards the distant meteor.

“Brother Wang, just deposit the bet directly into a large nearby stronghold and I will pick it up. Shi is still in charge, so he won't stay much longer.” The sound of Ishima came from afar.

“Wang will speak for himself!” Wang Tianhao looked at Shi Lian's back and sighed, shouting back.