MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 426 One set decides the country

  Chapter 426 One round decides the country

  The direction of this action is very clear, it is clearly a phantom, but it seems to have self-awareness at this moment.

   This glance almost traveled through two hundred years of time and space.

  Fang Han was fighting fiercely with a tiger alone, how could He Lingchuan have the time to look up at him, otherwise his eyes would meet, and his hair would stand on end.

   King Yuan's eyes were full of meaning.

  But the abnormality on the city wall only lasted for a short moment, as fast as a fleeting moment. In the next second, King Yuan still killed himself, and this period of history followed the original path without changing anything.

   In the actual battlefield, Uncle Da retreated quickly as soon as his vision was blocked.

   This action is purely a fighting instinct that has been practiced over the years, and it saved his life at a critical moment. Because He Lingchuan raised his saber to shine a white light on him, followed by a fierce and sharp slash!

  He has been defending for a long time, and this knife has been prepared for a long time, and when he uses it, it is like a galaxy hanging upside down, without the slightest bit of clumsiness.

   If Uncle Da doesn’t retreat, he will have to try whether his neck is harder or the Fusheng knife is sharper.

  However, although it was able to avoid the blade, the foot-long blade still passed over its chest, tearing open a big hole with a sneer.

  The voice was like a broken leather.

  Yaozu likes to train their bodies, and Uncle Da has tempered his body into steel skin and iron bones so that he can remain invincible in the attack.

   But against Shangfu Shengdao, it still suffered a disadvantage.

  He Lingchuan finally seized an opportunity to use "Swallow Slash", and the offensive continued continuously.

  He was full of aura, and for a while he actually overwhelmed Uncle Da.

  Of course he also understood that such an offensive would be difficult to continue, and he still had to complete the goal as soon as possible, so he took advantage of the situation and rolled over and changed positions.

  The tiger turned its head and followed like a shadow.

  However, when it swooped again, it staggered.

  Why are the four claws not listening? It seems that there are invisible shackles to firmly fix it.

  The tiger shook its head and tail, unable to break free for a while.

  If it looks at its feet, it will find that its own shadow intersects the shadow of a tree.

  How could He Lingchuan let go of such a good opportunity, with a stride, the Fusheng knife aimed at its neck and cut it off.

  Uncle Da raised his head and spit out a mouthful of crushed ice, seeing the wind turn into a blue ice shield with blue runes spinning around it, blocking the edge of the knife.

   There was a crisp sound of "Dang", the shield was shattered, but the runes were also blasted, and more than a dozen of them seemed to be riding a wave of air straight into He Lingchuan's face, as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

   Fortunately, He Lingchuan was always on guard. After all, he couldn't depend on Fu Shanyue's containment ability for his own safety.

   There were non-stop popping sounds, and the shield seemed to catch a lot of hidden weapons.

   How powerful the runes are, you can see the same kind that spread to other places. The ground near He Lingchuan was punched out one after another, and the small tree diagonally behind was cut in half.

  This effect is comparable to machine gun fire.

  A rune was shot into the shadow of the tree. This is an indiscriminate attack, and it is not easy to predict, so a low cry of "ah" was replaced. Uncle Da listened to all directions, turned his head to stare at him, and shouted loudly: "Fu Shanyue, it really is you!"

   It seems that he is familiar with Fu Shanyue's shadow control technique, and with a sweep of his long tail, he sweeps all the dust, mud and grass roots on the ground towards the shadow of the tree. This is not a set of Qi, but a real attack, each strike is attached with Yuanli.

  He also gave a mouthful of crushed ice as a gift, each of which is short in shape, with the tip like the tip of an arrow, and has great lethality.

   This time, Fushan Yuedu accepted it forcefully.

  He Lingchuan fought so hard against the tiger, not only because Uncle Da's own attack power is too strong, but also because of his Yuanli's powerful suppression effect on untrained people like He Lingchuan.

  Not to mention anything else, the mirror's mind-confusing technique is almost ineffective against it, and the reflection of the mirror is also reduced.

   At this time, the last rune also hit the shield.

   I don’t know whether it’s his bad luck or Uncle Da’s luck. This rune is the most powerful and direct:

explode!

  With a loud bang, He Lingchuan was blown away three feet away with his shield and his body.

  The small tree where Fu Shanyue was hiding was also blown off, and the upper half of the crown was folded back, leaving only half of the trunk connected.

  Unfortunately, Uncle Da’s shadow intersects with the shadow of the canopy, so if the canopy falls down, it will be free!

   What kind of **** luck is this? Fu Shanyue cursed.

   Two clicks, the crown of the tree slowly tilted back.

   This also means that Uncle Da is only three feet away from the edge of its shadow...

  Two feet...

  One foot...

   is about to break away.

  The tiger struggled frantically and jumped up and down repeatedly. Fu Shan tried his best to hold it still, unable to do anything else.

  He couldn't even maintain the Shadow Escape Technique, showing his true body, and he couldn't even move.

  This is the precise display of "riding a tiger is hard to get off".

   Not far away, He Lingchuan turned over and jumped up. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing: "You can't do it well if you are asked to do it?"

  Fu Shanyue squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Are you coming?"

   "I come and I come." He Lingchuan took out something from the storage ring and threw it at Uncle Da's head, "Give me—change!"

  The little tree finally lay flat with a snap.

   Its shadow is also removed from Uncle Da.

  Uncle Da waited for a long time, he aimed at Fu Shanyue and rushed over.

   The two of them are not to mention close at hand, and the distance between them is less than two zhang. With its body position, it can jump on tiptoe at most.

   But at this time, the things thrown by He Lingchuan also fell on its head, following the master's order, "bang"!

   got bigger.

  The golden-armored bronze man who had been lying in the storage ring eating ashes for a long time finally saw the light of day again.

  It slammed on the tiger with the force of Mount Tai.

  The whole ground was shaken suddenly, and countless ashes were scattered.

  Fu Shanyue couldn't help covering his face and turning his head to avoid the oncoming sand and dust.

  Uncle Da finally took a step too late, unable to escape from its clutches.

  The golden-armored bronze man hadn't finished riding on its back, stretched out his palms, strangled its neck from above, and pressed down. It is the same posture as Wu Song used to fight the tiger.

  Uncle Da scratched frantically, his sharp claws scratched the dirt and grass roots on the ground, but he couldn't reach the enemy on his back.

  The golden-armored bronze man was extremely heavy, and he suppressed it with all his strength. Uncle Da only felt that there was a mountain on his back, and he couldn't move at all below the waist.

  The spine seems to be cracked!

  In the past, He Lingchuan used walnut boats/mustard boats to suppress ghosts and apes, but now he is just repeating the old trick.

  Although the weight of the bronze man in golden armor is not as heavy as that of the walnut boat, Uncle Da's strength is also not as strong as that of the ghost ape, right?

  Uncle Da was furious: "Stop, stop!"

  Why does it still shout to stop when it is about to die? He Lingchuan was startled, followed its gaze, only seeing the back of Fushan going away faster and faster.

  This person also dropped an irresponsible sentence: "Leave it to you!"

   "..."

  He Lingchuan saw that he was going straight to the camp.

  Uncle Da is here, and the Chiyan people come out to harvest the lives of the caravan, so the camp defense must be empty.

  For Fukuyama Koshi, this is a fleeting opportunity to make up the knife!

Seeing that the eldest son disappeared in a flash, Uncle Da let out a long roar, summoning all his men to rush back to the savior of the camp, but he reluctantly turned his head half a circle, and hurriedly said to He Lingchuan: "How much reward does he promise you? Double pay!"

   "It's not a matter of money." If he let the tiger go back to the mountain, what would he use to catch Uncle Da?

   "You save me, young master, you are the benefactor of Chiyan Kingdom, and you can achieve any wish in the future!"

   "Isn't it the same when Fu Shanyue became the king?" Whether it is Fu Shanyue or Fu Shanji who sits on the throne, if He Lingchuan dares to open his mouth like a lion, they will not give it to him.

  Might is the truth, promise is not.

  So he was completely indifferent to Uncle Da's promise.

  Uncle Da got it wrong, and shouted: "It's not the same, it's not the same! The more arrogant and warlike the son is, the king will not like it!"

   "There is a son who is good at fighting, isn't his father happy?" He Lingchuan shook his head and walked over, ready to cut off the tiger's head with one knife, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

  Uncle Da probably thought that he didn't see the solid ice quietly extending on the ground.

  The ice almost spread to the feet of the golden armored bronze man.

   If the golden-armored bronze man is restrained, the tiger may be able to escape, but He Lingchuan will not give it this chance.

  But before he could walk over, a long howl suddenly came from the direction of the camp, reaching into the sky, the voice was full of ecstasy!

  He could hear that this was Fu Shanyue's whistling sound, and it was also an extremely rampant laughter:

   "Hahahahaha! Fu Shanji is dead, let me see who dares to stop me!"

   This guy is so fast! He Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Uncle Da was stunned, like a deflated ball, and stopped struggling.

  The young master is dead, so what's the point of trying his best?

  After more than ten breaths, Fu Shanyue's figure reappeared.

  He came in a hurry, seeing that He Lingchuan hadn't attacked Uncle Da, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. Let it go, it won't attack us again."

   "Are you sure?" It's easier to let go than to catch a tiger, He Lingchuan expressed caution.

   "Of course." Fu Shanyue grabbed a **** head from behind, shook it at Uncle Da twice, and laughed so hatefully, "Now, I am its only young master!"

   In Uncle Da’s view, he smiled like a wolf, the wolf that ate the fat sheep.

   This head belonged to a young man, not only about the same age as Fu Shanyue, but also in appearance.

  It closed its eyes and looked peaceful, but it was pale from blood loss.

  After cutting off the head of his own brother, He Lingchuan was also the first to see a person who could still smile so happily and without burden.

  After Uncle Da saw it, he finally gave up.

  Times have changed, and there is only such a single seedling left in the blood of the Chiyan monarch, what reason does it have to attack Fu Shanyue again?

  He Lingchuan felt that it had become negative from its momentum to its demeanor, so it took back the golden armored bronze figure.

  Uncle Da changed direction, facing Fu Shanyue slowly.

"Want to avenge Fu Shanji? With you, you are not qualified!" Fu Shanyue looked at it condescendingly, and sneered, "A mere royal attendant, dare to play tricks on me? The mission to protect Fu Shan Ji failed. If you don't vote for me, If you go back, you will be bestowed to death by your father!"

  Uncle Da's ears drooped back, almost touching his scalp, but he still slowly prostrated himself on the ground, and whispered: "I have seen the young master."

   The situation is gone.

  He Lingchuan looked at the head in Fu Shanyue's hands, and lamented his luck: "It's so smooth that he beheaded him."

  (end of this chapter)