Twenty-eight, dry jade and silk (Part 1)

Kkomantis Saint Sok was shocked. It was nothing to be defeated. However, if all the tears came out, he would become a laughing stock on the western continent. By then, it would be not enough to thank the world if he didn't commit suicide. So, he quickly raised his Dou Qi, evaporated the tears in his eyes, and almost threw them away. But within the second when he evaporated the Dou Qi evaporated the tears, the situation had changed.

Han Wenzheng's body was still in the air, and his right pistol had been retracted, and he pushed it downwards, and then he took advantage of the force. His body was already standing on the ground, holding a gun in both hands, and his strength was moved, and the tip of the gun flashed randomly. "Pi Li Mad Dragon" reappeared, and countless guns had already attacked Kkomantis *Saint Sok.

Kkomantis Saint Sok delayed a second. On the battlefield, one second could determine life and death. Of course, although a master of Kkomantis Saint Sok missed the best attack and parry opportunity, he was not at the point of defeat. Seeing Han Wenzheng's "Pierre Mad Dragon" attacking wildly, he shouted loudly, and the fighting spirit in his body rose wildly, and a white light appeared on the sword. He danced with both hands, dancing the sword so that it could not be poured in, blocking the front.

The gun and the sword were fighting wildly, one second, two seconds, three seconds, five seconds, and five seconds, the gun shadow dissipated. Within each second, Kkomantis Saint Sok took ten big steps backwards, looking like he was flying all the way back. The attack power of the "Pi Li Mad Dragon" was really too strong, and he missed the first move and was forced to retreat step by step was expected.

Qian Tiexin, who was watching the game behind, whispered: "One Hundred and Niao, if you were the ones, would you be able to block your father's move?" Luo Tiexiu shook his head and said: "My father's power is similar to mine. I can't block this move. I can only fight with my father. Only in this way can I remain unbeaten. Otherwise, the consequences will only be worse. Look, that guy is going to be bad."

Before Luo Tieniu finished speaking, Han Wenzheng had already returned his anger and made a move. Another move of "Thunder Dragon". The endless gun shadows reappeared and stabbed wildly. Before Kekomantis Saint Sok had breathed, the opponent's powerful move came again. It was still the extremely terrifying killer move. He had to use the same trick again and block it with the moves just now. However, the fighting spirit in his body had been a little scattered just now. It was still unknown whether he could block Han Wenzheng's moves.

Five seconds later, Kkomantis Saint Sok only felt that these five seconds were as long as a year. Every second was attacked by dozens of hits. This kind of attack was really terrible. However, he suddenly realized that the power of the last few shots of Han Wen began to weaken, and one shot was weaker than the other. Although not many were weak, it was weaker in the end.

The move of "Pili Mad Dragon" is old, and Han Wenzheng's hands are a little trembling, but he still makes an angry move again, and he still makes a move "Pili Mad Dragon". This time, Kkomantis Saint Sok resists more carefully and feels Han Wenzheng's gun with all his heart. He finds that Han Wenzheng's gun is really weak. This third move "Pili Mad Dragon" has really weakened a lot, and the number of shots has been reduced by at least 30%. At the same time, the power on the gun is also seriously weakening. It is obvious that Han Wenzheng is getting weaker. And he feels that Han Wenzheng's momentum is also weakening.

Of course, the Yanhuang tribe members who were watching the battle behind could feel it. Luo Tieniu's face changed color and said, "No, my father's momentum is weak." "My father has reached the limit." Qian Tiexin said. Although it was just one sentence, everyone else understood.

Although Han Wenzheng has a metal body, his body is not a metal after all, he is still a human being, and he is still a mortal fetus. After fighting against the four masters of Lian, he has become weak. After all, human power has been exhausted for a moment. Han Wenzheng has defeated the four masters of Lian, and although he defeated his opponent in every battle, the power consumed is really quite large. In addition, the opponent is not a weak person, and he has suffered some injuries. Although these injuries are not too serious, they have seriously affected his combat effectiveness. Therefore, he has reached the limit and his power has basically been used up.

The power of ** is different from the true energy in the body. The true energy in the body can also be quickly recovered with the help of the external world's heaven and earth energy. However, if the power of ** is consumed too much, it must be restored by rest. Therefore, although Han Wenzheng has the combat power of the god level, in terms of long-term combat and power recovery, it is far from the masters of the same level. This is also the limitation of human physical strength. Even if Han Wenzheng has good physical fitness, he cannot escape this law.

Fang Tiehai wanted to take action, Qiu Shui reached out to stop him and said, "Tiehai, calm down. Although your father has become weaker, he still has the power of the last blow. It depends on whether his last blow can defeat his opponent." "But, mother, I can't let my father take risks." "Don't worry, your father has experienced many battles in his life, and naturally understands the truth. He will not do too risky things." "But..." "Nothing is true, Tiehai, you can just watch it. Believe in your father, just like your father believes in you."

The Yanhuang tribe members stopped talking, but they were all ready to respond at any time.

Just as they were talking, Han Wenzheng was already tragically repelled. Without the powerful power as support, the "Pi Li Mad Dragon" naturally had no invincible power. It was expected that he was knocked back by the opponent's powerful power. However, Han Wenzheng was really ugly this time. He was blown backwards, and when he landed on the ground, he was still facing the enemy behind him. His hands were almost unable to hold the Pojun gun and was trembling.

Of course, Kkomantis Saint Sok would not miss this opportunity. He waved his sword and attacked him and slashed at Han Wenzheng's head with one sword. He knew that he had won this battle, and Han Wenzheng had become very weak, so he did not use all his strength in this sword.

Just as Kkomantis Saint Sok's sword was about to slash Han Wenzheng's head, Han Wenzheng suddenly turned around, turned his body and dodged the opponent's sword. At the same time, the spear stabbed backward from his left stern. This shot was really clever. By the time Kkomantis Saint Sok reacted, the tip of the spear was already pressing against his throat.

Kekomantis Saint Sok was stunned. After a while, he said, "I was defeated." "You should have been undefeated, but my power has been basically exhausted, so you were defeated very unjustly." "What is this move?" "This move is the ultimate move for me to seek victory in defeat in the Yanhuang clan. It is called "Returning the Horseback". When my strength is not as good as the opponent, I will be defeated. When waiting for the enemy to attack, I will come to seek victory in the defeat. In history, countless people have died in this move." "Then I will not be wronged."

Han Wenzheng put away the Pojun gun and gasped for a few breaths and said, "I have indeed reached the limit, but the power of the last blow is left. If you don't catch up, I can't do anything about it." At this time, Qiu Shuixing came up and opened the "10,000 yuan rejuvenation technique" on the golden ring. A blue light flashed, covering Han Wenzheng and the five masters of the Temple of Light. Soon, the injuries on the six people had healed and their physical strength had recovered by 70,000 yuan. Qiu Shui then put away the "10,000 yuan rejuvenation technique".

The five masters are all face-to-faced. Although they have healed now, they have to admit their failure and obediently become prisoners of the Yanhuang clan. After Luo Tieniu took away the five masters, Qiu Shui said: "Husband, you can't take risks like this next time." "It's nothing for them to assassinate me. If they find that they can't catch me, and they will destroy me in Lingguang City, that's really bad. So, I can't take any risks." The others were speechless. They understood that if five god-level masters were allowed to destroy me in Lingguang City, the losses would be very great, and even more serious was to damage the reputation of the Yanhuang clan. Therefore, Han Wenzheng was not not taking risks.

Wen Tiebi said: "Father, will there be only five people who came here?" "It should be five. I believe they can't send more experts. Forget it, this matter has finally passed, and we are waiting for the guy from Sheng to come to the door. Did the boy Tiebing arrive at Lieguang Pass?" "It has arrived and is deploying how to annihilate the army of the Tianyang Empire in one fell swoop. However, according to the idea of ​​Tiebing, it is probably still a little bit of attention. The battle is good."

After everything was done, Qiu Shui and Han Wen were back in their room. Qiu Shui frowned and said, "Why should husband hide his strength? Just a few of them can't withstand the attack of the Pojun gun." This is true. The Pojun gun is a treasure-level weapon of the acquired treasure. It is invincible with one shot. It is something that those masters can resist. "Haha, Shui'er, these five people cannot be killed. Three of them are masters among the Ten Gods of Light. If they kill them, the Temple of Light will have to fight against us. Since we can't

Kill them, why should I expose more strength to let them know? Wouldn't it be better to let them underestimate us?" "But, my husband, you didn't even use the "Shuojin Zhenshi Jue". This is too deep to hide, and I almost scared me." "We are not strong now, so it's better to be careful. Besides, they still can't hurt me." "I can't do this in the future." "I understand, madam." Han Wenzheng saluted, but his funny expression made Qiu Shui laugh. "Forget it, you really can't joke."

After hearing that the Eastern Front Army had been wiped out, the Northern Front Army had no fighting spirit at all. Yes, the Eastern Front Army not only had 40 million more than the Northern Front Army, but more importantly, the overall strength of the Eastern Front Army was more than three times stronger than the Northern Front Army. However, the army three times stronger than itself was over. At the same time, the enemy has also launched a large increase in troops. Is there still a fight in this battle? Want to escape, Khan, can you escape the pursuit of the devil cavalry? You can't fight, and you can't escape. Apart from surrender, the Northern Front Army has no other way to go.

The whole western continent was shocked. Yes, the Temple of Light mobilized 340 million troops, as well as the five legions of the Temple of Light, and worked thousands of miles to expedition the Skylight Empire, but it was blocked by only 5.05 million people. Moreover, it only fought for three days, and it suffered more than 100 million casualties, but it did not have any results. All other troops were captured. The result of this war was really beyond everyone's expectations.
Chapter completed!