()The third battle

Just when Han Hui was thinking about grabbing more god-refining coolies to help him refine magic weapons, Shishan came in. At this time, Shishan's body was even stronger and as majestic as a mountain. Although he was lame, he still looked like a lame man.

King Kong.

"Saint, our main force will not attack. Following the saint's wishes, we attacked one city after another, and finally captured more than a dozen cities. Although it was a little slow, it was basically smooth. Three days ago, a battle report came from the front

, scattered on the plain, millions of troops gathered, and countless masters assassinated our generals, causing the morale of the army to be unstable." Shishan's King Kong-like body bent down and reported to Han Hui.

"It seems that some people still don't give up. I heard that all the major families have begun to transfer their power to other vassal states. It seems that some people still don't understand. Let me go to Saluoer Plain to see who wants to

I want the mantis to block the car." Han Hui stood up.

Saluoer Plain is about five thousand miles away from Black City. It took a year for the army to conquer this area. Han Hui flew there in just one meal.

On the scattered plains, there were indeed signs of a large army gathering. The Chinese army gathered together and formed various defensive formations.

Coincidentally, as soon as Han Hui reached the sky above the army, several figures jumped into the military camp, intending to assassinate the general in the army.

The Chinese army is good at formations. Their military formations are confusing and confusing. Once you enter them, it is easy to get lost. The monks in the realm of refining gods are better. They can find a way out with their tyrannical will. If you break into the formation in the realm of life and death, you will definitely die.

Seven or eight figures were all monks in the realm of refining the gods. They jumped dozens of feet and rushed through the layers of camps in the blink of an eye, arriving at the center of the military camp.

The drums suddenly sounded, and the sound of "dong-dong-dong" echoed across the scattered plains.

The formation of millions of troops underwent strange changes, like blooming flowers, and the Chinese army's tent changed its position in an instant.

This is also the reason why Hanhui and Shishan do not follow the army, and the army can still attack cities and seize territory. In terms of army, the Liao Kingdom is too far behind.

The only barrier is assassination by masters, but how can ordinary cities have any monks in the realm of refining gods?

Even if there are one or two god-refining monks who break into the army and cannot find the position of leader, they may still be wasted in the great formation.

This situation changed when they arrived at Saluoer Plain. The imperial court finally sent out a large number of experts and began to gradually gather troops. It seemed that they were going to have another decisive battle in Saluoer Plain.

In terms of top combat power, the Liao Kingdom had too obvious an advantage. The Chinese Army was obviously at a disadvantage and was forced to take a defensive stance.

Of course, Han Hui would not let these generals kill him. He lacked the coolies to refine magic weapons.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly, and huge power came with his tyrannical will. Seven or eight figures shook at the same time, and their faces changed wildly and they fell from the sky to the ground.

"Keep them all for me!" Rays of light flew into the eyebrows of these people, controlling them all.

As long as a ban is imposed, there is basically no way to escape the fate of becoming slaves. These people also entered Han Hui's small world and became slaves for refining magic weapons.

Now, with enough materials, casting magic weapons is extremely simple. Han Hui can produce magic weapons in batches. It is also extremely difficult to engrave restrictions on them. This is also extremely simple for Han Hui. With the Eternal Cauldron, the big cauldron is shaking.

, any runes can be engraved on it.

For other monks, the simplest thing is to use their will to warm up. With a simpler magic weapon, they can succeed in a few days.

Even when high-level monks refine low-level magic weapons, they can successfully warm them up and plant the mark of God with a single move of will.

Only monks in the realm of distraction can achieve this level, but at this level of monks, Han Hui only has Cui Zhongqing and Xuanyuan Dao under his command.

Now, he has refined hundreds of thousands of magic weapons, but compared to the tens of billions of monks in his body, these magic weapons are insignificant.

Therefore, he wants to capture the monks in the realm of refining gods. Regardless of whether these brands are powerful or not, anyway, the magic weapon itself is powerful and the prohibition is powerful. If he has the will to control it, he can give it to him to enhance his own strength.

"See the Saint!" After Han Hui captured seven or eight assassins, a general wearing red armor stepped out.

This person is only at the peak of the realm of life and death, not yet at the realm of refining gods. After Han Hui saw it, he shook his head in his heart. This is the difference in background.

"Well, where is Yang Xiaotian?" Han Hui asked.

"Master, Yang Xiaotian meets Master!" Yang Xiaotian's body fell from the sky and knelt in front of Han Hui.

"Well, you are already in the state of concentration, which is very good. I think your state has been consolidated. You can lead the army without delay in practicing. For monks like us, everything is false, and only strength is real." Han Hui advised.

road.

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. Xiaotian will never forget it." Yang Xiaotian became even more respectful.

There was a reason why he considered himself a slave. He found that calling Han Hui a saint did not reflect his own special nature at all. Calling Han Hui his master would cause everyone to have completely different perceptions and respect for him.

He is the king of a subjugated country and is not valued in the eyes of others. However, Han Hui's slaves are the servants of God in the eyes of the people of China.

"Saint, these people come to assassinate them almost every day. If the saint hadn't come here, I don't know how many brothers would have died today." The first general who appeared wearing red armor said.

He called Han Hui a saint in his mouth, but he felt very bitter in his heart. It would be great if he could call Han Hui his master like Yang Xiaotian.

Of course, Han Hui didn't know what he was thinking, nor was he in the mood to know.

"Now that I'm here, this kind of thing will never happen again. They will not come to the army to assassinate generals in the future. I would like to go visit them." Han Hui's eyes flashed.

"I also sent spies to investigate. Although these people came and went, they were not traceable. My soldiers dressed up as Liao people and found that they had appeared in a deserted village." Yang Xiao Tiantiang.

Report.

Han Hui nodded: "Very good, you did a good job, I will visit them today!"

After all, Yang Xiaotian was a king of a generation who ruled a country. Although he was not good at cultivation, he was still very methodical in doing things.

Han Hui did not stay in the army for long, and left the army directly, following the direction pointed by Yang Xiaotian to the remote and deserted village of Qian Ang.

He knew that there were many dangers there, but he had to go, because this was the third real battle after entering the Liao Kingdom. The first was the border battle. At that time, the Liao Kingdom was the most powerful and confident. Who knew that the battle would end in one battle?

defeat.

The second time was the Battle of Black City. The Liao Kingdom had already attached great importance to Han Hui, and they tried to win over all the forces behind the many chambers of commerce in Black City to join in the fight against China.

If Han Hui attacks Heicheng, he will become enemies with many forces and be dragged into the quagmire of a large-scale war. If Han Hui does not attack Heicheng, it will also be a blow to the morale of the entire China. The Liao Kingdom can continue to use similar methods.

The major chambers of commerce will also look down upon Huaxia.

This prepares the future for those who come to recruit the world's forces to deal with Han Hui. Since Han Hui is afraid, these people will definitely not mind taking a bite of this piece of Chinese fat.

You must know that Han Hui has various secret techniques in his hands, especially the Starlight Body Refining Technique, which is said to be able to open all the acupoints in a person's body.

Now that something like this has been exposed, you must be prepared to be hunted down by the world's masters, unless you have enough strength to keep your things.

The puppetry skills of the Puppet Temple were unparalleled in the world, and no one went to them to steal the puppetry skills. Han Hui fought two consecutive battles just to make himself famous.

As long as the Liao Kingdom is destroyed, he will have the strength of a vassal state, and with his mysterious background, ordinary people will never dare to covet him again.

Therefore, the Liao Kingdom must be won and the third battle must be fought. Even if he knew there was an ambush there, he would still go there.

Han Hui's figure was ethereal, and he quickly approached the deserted village. His will integrated with divine consciousness swept out silently. There were hundreds of god-refining realm monks in the village.

Most of these people are monks in the Concentration Realm and the Divine Realm. There are only a few monks in the Divine Transformation Realm. The highest level of cultivation is an old man sitting in an earthen house, which is only the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.
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