Overgod Ascension

Within the Gaitianwang camp.

In the military tent, everyone was drunk and the atmosphere was intense, gradually reaching its peak.

"Your Majesty, there is no joy in the army. Please allow the gladiatorial show!"

A military general who looked like he was drunk came out and drank loudly.

"good!"

"Tasty enough!"

The so-called gladiatorial fight is naturally similar to the nature of a military contest, but at this time, the army is brave and life is a trifling matter, so it is easy to be bloody, and often people are killed in the fight.

However, all the anti-kings present were a bunch of rough guys. At this time, they were hugging the beauty and making noises. They obviously liked to see this.

"good!"

A trace of gloom appeared in Xu Zongwu's eyes, but he immediately clapped his hands and said: "Come here! Set up the venue!"

"Subordinate Zhao Cheng!"

"It's easy for me, subordinates!"

"I've met King Gaitian, I've met all the great kings!"

The two sword-wielding warriors stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the surroundings, and immediately focused their attention on each other. After a few rounds, they roared and collided like tigers.

Ding!

The two swords intersected, one sword broke, but the other sword pierced Yi Xing's body mercilessly.

Martial arts in the military are so simple and quick, one blow can determine life or death!

puff! Blood splashed and beauties screamed, but the anti-kings in the tent didn't take it seriously. They laughed, and some took out thick jade rings, agates, etc. and threw them into the field.

"Winner! Zhao Cheng!"

The waiter sang his name loudly, but Zhao Cheng saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

Then he bowed and retreated.

Seeing this, Xu Zongwu whispered a few words to an attendant. The attendant was startled and ran away quickly.

"My subordinates Xiang Yong and Hong Biao have met the king!"

As if they had been told, the next two swordsmen were attacking and defending, coming and going, and the fight was quite lively.

It's just that the anti-kings are fighting out of the mountains of corpses and blood, and there are constant battles and small battles. How can you not see this fishy thing? Some of them slightly nodded in approval, while some had disdain on their lips.

"stop!"

An anti-king with red eyebrows and a violent face shouted: "So soft, like a girl! It doesn't look good, it doesn't look good!"

He pointed at Yong and said, "You! Retreat! I have General Pan Feng! But I can use it to entertain you all!"

"As you command!"

From behind him, a strong man eight feet tall and as strong as an iron tower walked out. His body was muscular and ferocious. It was obvious at a glance that he was a rare brave general in ancient times!

"This person is the Red Eyebrow King, the most cruel and easy to kill!"

Wu Ming heard the low voice of the Red Lotus Virgin in his ears. He turned his head and saw that this girl's pink cheeks were flushed, as if she was too drunk, which made her even more charming.

"start!"

A soldier nearby shouted, and Pan Feng sneered, and immediately opened his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and grabbed Hong Biao.

"Ah! Qingfeng Dajiu Style!"

Hong Biao obviously knew that it was a critical moment of life and death. He let out a loud roar, his speed surged, and his sword gained a hazy light. It was obvious that he had used some secret technique.

Phew!

The sword energy fell like a plum blossom, causing blood spots on Pan Feng's body, but it could only penetrate one or two points into the flesh. Immediately, it seemed to have encountered strong resistance and could not advance even an inch.

"Haha...are you tickling someone?"

Pan Feng was covered in blood, but he was laughing wildly like a devil from hell. Some of the Mei Ji present were already trembling with fear.

"caught you!"

Suddenly, Pan Feng turned around and grabbed Hong Biao's hands firmly with his big hands, with a sinister smile on his face.

Gah! Gah!

When he exerted force with his black iron-like palm, Hong Biao kept screaming, his wrist was broken, and the steel sword he was holding fell to the ground.

"Wake it up for me!"

Pan Feng made a gesture like a king lifting a cauldron, raised Hong Biao high, blood flashed in his eyes, and he tore it apart!

Bah!

In mid-air, blood surged like a fountain, and two pieces of the human body fell, carrying bones, flesh and internal organs flying.

"ah!"

This scene immediately filled the camp with screams. Several women even turned pale and fainted. There was also a faint smell of incontinence.

"Haha...how about it, my general, Pan Fengkeyong?"

The Red Eyebrow King laughed loudly, seemingly not paying attention to Xu Zongwu's ugly face. He suddenly turned his eyes and pointed at Wu Ming behind Han Hulin: "Does this man dare to compete with my general?"

There was a look of provocation and contempt for human life in his brows.

"Haha...Brother Red Eyebrow is joking!"

Although Han Hulin was also smiling, his eyes turned cold: "The Taoist Priest is my honored guest, how can I humiliate him like this? If I offend my brother, I will punish him with three drinks, that's all!"

"Three drinks as a penalty?"

The Red Eyebrow King smiled coldly and said loudly: "It's okay if you don't come to the Sanmao Trail. How about you give me the beauty in red behind you? My Pan Fengshan is good at handling girls, but... hehe...hehe..."

There was a hint of lewdness in the words.

'Um? Could this be...a test? ’

Wu Ming held the wine glass and his eyes moved slightly: "Is the other party's target me? Or Han Hulin, or the Virgin of the Red Lotus? Is there a figure of the reincarnation behind him?"

Han Hulin finally couldn't even maintain the fake smile on his face and became completely gloomy.

But it is quite clear that this place is a military camp, where generals gather, and under the suppression of the military spirit, all Taoist and magical powers will be greatly reduced.

In such a state, even a real person would probably not be able to defeat an ordinary warrior, let alone the vicious Pan Feng?

"What? If you don't want to, just give the beauty to me!"

The Red Eyebrow King laughed loudly: "Brother, I would also like to give you a piece of advice, Hu Lin. There are many scammers in the world, so don't fall for them casually!"

"Since the king is like this, I can only give it a try!"

Wu Ming stood up, smiled slightly, and stopped Han Hulin's movements.

"Okay! Pan Feng, entertain this 'true king' well!"

The Red Eyebrow King applauded, while Pan Feng smiled ferociously and made a suicide gesture.

"Very good, Guren, you go!"

Wu Ming pointed with his finger, and the Red Lotus Virgin immediately stayed there, her lips slightly opened.

If she were a real heavenly master, she might be able to force her luck to suppress her and cast a spell to kill Pan Feng. But as a second-level ascetic, she has Maoshan Taoist magical powers and is most afraid of the military aura. So she might be a really weak woman. .

'what happened? Could it be that this little Taoist priest wants to take the opportunity to harm me? ’

When the Holy Mother of Red Lotus was in shock and doubt, she saw Wu Ming smile slightly, and a small white-gold gourd fell into his hand: "I will lend you this treasure temporarily. Come back after killing Pan Feng!"

In his words, he was full of confidence, and he secretly transmitted a few mantras.

To be honest, what kind of status is Wu Ming in this kind of provocative competition? Regardless of victory or defeat, he simply lost the match and lost his worth for no reason, so he immediately found an errand boy.

If Bai Yulian was present, maybe he would have called her, but now the same goes for the Holy Mother of Red Lotus.

"Follow the law!"

After hearing this, Our Lady of the Red Lotus's eyes brightened, and she came on stage delicately and weakly: "Please, General Pan!"

The other anti-kings were startled, and then the whole hall burst into laughter.

They had never seen the methods of the Red Lotus Virgin, and they thought she was just an ordinary woman. Only Xu Zongwu stared at the gourd in the hands of the Red Lotus Virgin, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Haha... for such a beauty, the battlefield should be in the boudoir. You, Han Hulin, have no one!"

The Red Eyebrow King was overjoyed and said quickly: "Don't play to death!"

"As you command!"

Pan Feng laughed and suddenly pounced, roaring like a huge bear.

"Urgent as a rule! Kill!"

With strong wind blowing in her face, Our Lady of Red Lotus gritted her teeth, held up the gourd, circulated her magic power, and recited the mantra.

Phew!

Suddenly, a brilliant starlight emerged from the Seven Killing Gourd, and with the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, seven silver-white sword lights flew out like long dragons.

"what?"

The sword energy was flowing vertically and horizontally, soaring into the sky, and the extremely condensed Gengjin energy made the people around him change their colors.

"ah!"

Poof! Poof!

Seven rays of sword light circled Pan Feng several times like a swimming dragon, and occasionally his screams could be heard. After who knows how long, they all returned to the gourd.

Pan Feng maintained his fighting posture and stood in the middle of the field, with a strange expression on his face: "I..."

As soon as he said the word, one of his hands fell off, and immediately there was another piece of flesh and blood, clatter! In an instant, his whole body was scattered on the ground like building blocks.

Hiss!

This scene was quite terrifying and cruel, and many eyes were immediately focused on the gourd in the hand of the Red Lotus Virgin Jade.

"This...the winner of this round...is under the command of King Yimei, the Holy Mother of Red Lotus!"

The ceremony officer's voice was also trembling, as if he was in disbelief and a little scared, and he stammered.

The Holy Mother of Red Lotus was full of blessings and returned to her seat. No matter which direction the Seven Killing Gourd was aimed along the way, a look of vigilance appeared on the faces of the people in that direction.

"Thank you, True Lord, for the treasure. I will return the original!"

Our Lady of Red Lotus respectfully held the gourd in her hands, but her heart was still bleeding: ‘What a magic weapon! It's a really good magic weapon. This seven-mouthed flying sword can kill the grand master, and it is not afraid of the evil spirit of the army. It is simply several times better than the Red Lotus Demon Lord I sacrificed! It's a pity that this heartless person only lent me his money for a short time...'

But to be fair, even if she got this treasure, she would definitely hide it like a lifeline to protect herself, and no one would even take a look at it.

Although she had her heart set on it, those eyes that were like thorns on her back still made the Red Lotus Virgin's heart tremble, and she made the right choice.

"good!"

Wu Ming put away the gourd, facing other probing and awed eyes, but he had a temperament as deep as the sea, suppressing the heavens and everything, standing tall and motionless.

…

"how?"

A woman next to Song Jin asked: "Are you sure?"

"A magic weapon is nothing more than a dead thing. To be able to refine this magic weapon, it seems that this person has indeed reached the rank of Heavenly Master... I am not as good as me!"

Song Jin sighed.

On the other side, the expression of the gun god Li Zizai was quite exciting: "This thing... seems to be the magic weapon of my military strategist? It also has the power of star destiny. Could it be that this San Mao Zhenjun is not a Taoist but a member of my military strategist? "

Even though he was invincible with a spear, he still didn't know how to catch those seven flying swords. (To be continued.)