Thirty miles outside Shanggu City.

Hou Wanqian and Tian Wuniang looked at the direction of Shanggu City with a serious expression. Although Lin Ning could feel the aura, that's all.

However, from the expressions of Hou Wanqian and Tian Wuniang, Lin Ning could also see that something big happened in Shanggu County.

For a moment, Lin Ning felt extremely heavy in his heart. According to the logic of the matter, Shanggu County might be slaughtered by the Beicang Iron Cavalry...

However, Lin Ning naturally didn't know that in the eyes of Hou Wanqian and Wuniang, the direction of Shanggu County was in the direction of four pillars and the light columns rushed straight into the sky!

One knife, one gun, one sword, three huge holy soldiers surrounded a stream of black wolf smoke as red as ink.

The Master's Sword controls the overall situation, and the Overlord Spear and the Ancestral Dragon Sword work together to attack the thick wolf smoke!

Although Langyan is extremely powerful, it is now besieged by the three holy soldiers who are not inferior to it and even stronger than it. It has gradually fallen into a disadvantage, and even escape has become a luxury.

Seeing this, Tian Wuniang felt complicated.

Unlike Lin Ning, she did not have such strong vigilance and hatred towards the Beicang Hulu in her cognitive world. After all, Beicang has not invaded the south for nearly twenty years, and is older than her.

And she is still very close to Huchar's mother and daughter.

Seeing him gradually falling into a desperate situation at this moment, he was inevitably sad for Meerke Lao Kedun and Baole.

Seeing that her expression was a little inappropriate, Lin Ning asked in a low voice: "Madam, what's wrong?"

Tian Wuniang whispered: "Bei Cang Hucha, for some reason, fell into the formation siege of the three great martial saints, and it is almost impossible to support it at this moment."

Lin Ning immediately took a deep breath when he heard this, and said incrediblely: "How is it possible? A thousand years ago, there were two martial saints in the grassland, and it is possible to fight against the three martial saints in the Central Plains. Huzar is as cunning as a fox and will never do the impulse to fight against three..."

At this point, his expression changed again, and he looked at Tian Wuniang and said, "There is something wrong with their formation!!"

Tian Wuniang was thinking, but Hou Wanqian already understood it, sighed lightly, and said, "So that's it. The three talent formation of heaven, earth and man can most likely restrain the aura of the saint."

Lin Ning couldn't help but whisper when he heard this. No wonder the three holy lands have not fallen for thousands of years, and even encountered extremely dangerous situations like the Twin Saints of the Grassland, and can still turn defeat into victory.

With such a formation, the three saints join forces together, but should they just need to be yin?

Thinking of this, Lin Ning couldn't help but worry about Hou Wanqian.

If the three great martial saints turn around, the Yin Marquis will be like this. Can the old Marquis be able to withstand it?

Obviously impossible.

As if he saw Lin Ning's concern, Hou Wanqian was quite free and easy. He smiled faintly and said, "This kind of a paradise against the sky will not cost at all. Besides, the three of them have to pay a considerable price to ambush Huzar. The saints are not that easy to kill. After the three great martial saints were ambushing the two saints on the grassland, a few years later, one saint fell, and the one saint never showed up again. Only the one on Confucius Mountain lived for more than two hundred years before he could finish it. Therefore, until the unsuccessful place, the three saints would not choose to surround and kill a saint."

Lin Ning heard this and felt relieved, and took the opportunity to ask: "Uncle Hou, why didn't the three holy places directly destroy the Beicang Shaman Hall back then? Why did you give them a chance to make a comeback?"

Hou Wanqian shook his head slowly and said, "At our realm, the luck will no longer be vague. Although the Martial Saint is high, the backlash caused by destroying a country is too heavy. The three holy places do not have Martial Saints from generation to generation, but there are also times when there are faults. However, the other two saints will not take action and destroy the Third Holy Land."

Lin Ning's heart was calm when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly fell down...

However, with Hou Wanqian's nature, he couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at Lin Ning at this moment.

That was a heartfelt contempt for the Martial Saint!

Lin Ning immediately woke up and explained: "Uncle Hou, don't get me wrong. I am not looking down on you, but I think that those who have a great holy land and eat all the fat and ointment of the people have become the culprits of eliminating war, hindering the unification of the Central Plains, and achieving peace for all eternities. If they dare to retaliate against their luck, dare to break other holy lands and promote the unification of the Three Kingdoms, then I also want to respect them as heroes. But the three holy lands can only barely maintain the three parts of the world, causing the devastation of life every two or three hundred years. They are really not a saint, they can only be called traitors! I will deal with them sooner or later..."

After hearing this, Hou Wanqian looked at Lin Ning for a long time and said lightly: "The saint is so smart that he is just thirty miles away, as if he is a step away. What you said..." As he said this, there was a hint of sympathy in Hou Wanqian's melancholy and vicissitudes of eyes...

When Lin Ning saw it, his face turned pale and his eyes turned straight in an instant...

This is a damn...

No one can cheat like this, right?

Hou Wanqian, I have never been sorry for your father and son of the Hou family. You just cheated me to death?!

Tian Wuniang was also nervous, grabbed Lin Ning's slightly trembling arm, and stood with him.

Although he is speechless, his ambition to live and die together is obvious.

After Lin Ning felt Tian Wuniang's existence, his heart gradually felt relieved. Although his voice was still a little trembling, he could already say the complete words. He laughed dryly and said, "Uncle Hou, the three saints of the same saint will naturally not be the same as me, oh?"

Hou Wanqian looked at Lin Ning with a faint look, hummed and chuckled, and said, "I thought you never knew what you were afraid of. It turns out that you were afraid of sometimes."

After saying that, he ignored Lin Ning and looked at Shanggu County again.

Seeing this, Lin Ning's face turned red and unstable. He didn't understand yet. He was smeared by the old coffin and gritted his teeth with hatred.

He cursed in his heart: The old handsome guy, if I can't beat you now, I will have to use a knife to make you look dirty!

"well……"

Watching the wolf smoke shrink and the red black gradually fade, Hou Wanqian sighed softly.

The Saint Shaman Huchar of the North Cang, ended here.

Tian Wuniang's face also showed a hint of sadness, begging Lao Kedun and Baole for Meier.

After seeing it, Lin Ning immediately thought about how to bite Bei Cang’s body!

Huchar and him still have many old accounts not settled.

...

In the city of Shanggu.

Tumenhan looked up at the top of the county town. The four of them confronted each other, without earth-shaking momentum, nor did they have a shocking impact.

The four of them seemed to be just standing there chatting, but although Tumen Khan couldn't understand what was going on, he could see that Huchar was trapped by three Central Plains people, his body seemed to be trembling and struggling, but it was useless.

Tumen Khan was shocked and ordered the Qiexue army to shoot arrows at the three Central Plains people.

But the tide of arrows like a storm surged towards the four people, but they landed one after another without even arousing a ripples.

Huchar's disciples led the Shaman Hall masters and various divisions to attack desperately, but they couldn't even touch the edge of the four people.

The three people from Central Plains who were above seemed to be reluctant to even look at the extra eyes, and did not hurt the others.

Over the county town, Master Ji Yue was like a teacher in a rural private school. He looked kind and was surrounded by righteousness, without any brute force. He sighed softly and said, "Hucha, the elder of the school last time ambushed Tumen Khan. After you broke through the saint rank, you came east and killed people and vented your anger. I am not surprised. Planting the cause and getting the result is the law of heaven. However, you used a rash weapon to break through the pass and head south, causing tens of thousands of people in Shanggu City to perish because of you. Doing this evil deed will be punished by heaven. However, people are about to perish and their words are good. What else do you have to explain? The saint has the dignity of a saint. If you don't worry about Tumen Khan and your family, the old two old friends will agree, and you will not make things difficult for them."

This is actually both a warning, a warning and a threat...

Upon hearing this, Huchar suddenly burst into laughter. The wolf smoke that had already gradually faded suddenly soared into the sky again. On the red and black wolf smoke, a silver wolf stood high above it, looking down at the surrounding Master's Sword, Overlord Gun, and Zulong Sword!

"I, Hucha, the despicable and shameless Central Plains people, are the number one saint in Beicang for thousands of years. How can I be humiliated by being forced to kill me? Today, Hucha, you and others, are both burned!"

After saying that, the wolf above the wolf smoke suddenly roared to the sky and rushed towards the Master's Sword.

Seeing this, the Master sighed again, recited the "Zi said" and went up to the sword.

On the east side outside Shanggu City, Jiang Taixu's face changed drastically after seeing this scene...

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Chapter completed!