The Golden Crow Yang Fire Flag has not changed, but the big characters "Evil Man Mo" on the flag have changed. Su Jing was afraid that people in Yujie would not be able to understand the Chinese characters for "Zhongtu".
Su Jing deliberately refined it and changed the flag to Yujie characters and his own name: Xia Lishan.
I come from the middle of the earth, I come from Lishan, my name is Xia Lishan, and all my people call me:
Xia Lishan.
The two armies were confronting each other, and the battle was about to begin, but Su Jing shook his head in the sedan chair again: "Wang Jia has misunderstood."
King Wangjing’s voice was low: “Misunderstanding? Where is it?”
Su Jing explained seriously, "I have reported to the king that Xia Erlang is bloodthirsty. Therefore, in our Xia family, they have another bandit named 'Ghost Mosquito Lang'. The prince's soldiers are Yin Tings. The Xia family has
The soldiers were ghost mosquitoes. The bugles of the two armies were so incompatible that water and fire could not tolerate each other. Mosquitoes and dragonflies were natural enemies of life and death and could never coexist in the same world. Xia Lishan thought that this battle was a battle to capture the flag.
....”
What is Capture the Flag?
In other words, "pull out the flag" is more appropriate, destroying the flag and destroying the trumpet. If the losing team is not completely dead, even if it is still a soldier in the future, it will not be allowed to use the original flag and bugle.
At this point, there was an uproar in the stands.
The fierce ghost soldiers from White Crow City are indeed tough, but with their poor skills, dare to challenge the famous elite soldiers who control people? They are overestimating their capabilities. The prince has mercy on the Yin Ting Guards and gives everyone a good show.
Look, unexpectedly, Sugarman is still talking nonsense, what is the battle of capturing the flag? What is the reputation of White Crow City, and how much money is Xiaerlang's brand name worth? Dare you change the signboard of Yin Tingwei?
"The sugar man is bold and offends the power of the dragon and the tiger. It is not a pity to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"
"It's just a moron. If Xiaoxiao wins the last battle, doesn't he realize that the sky is the limit?"
"Haha, what a big joke. Who is Xia Erlang? He can be compared with the Yin Ting Guards who control the Wang family, and you are worthy of it!"
...
Someone started to raise his head, and instantly there was a wave of angry shouts and jeers in the stands. The crowd that had been cheering for Xia Erlang just now changed their faces and tone. Looking around, there were countless spectators along the four walls of the pit, all of them with angry faces.
Is it true anger or servility? Su Jing can't tell clearly, really can't tell.
Xia Lishan had just finished speaking half of what he said when the stands were in chaos, and Xia Lishan was a 'waste'. He kept raising his voice and raising his voice since he entered the ring, but now he seems to have no energy anymore, and his mouth is still opening and closing.
He said something, but his words were drowned out by the shouts and curses from all around.
"Shut up to me, everyone!" King Wangjing couldn't hear the second half of Su Jing's words. He was very unhappy and shouted like thunder.
You scolded the prince. The prince thought you were noisy... Su Jing smiled and turned around to look around.
The king's order was like a mountain, and the surroundings were immediately quiet.
After taking a breath, Su Jing continued: "This battle is a battle to capture the flag, life and death, there is no need for fairness. Xia Erlang invites the entire Yin Ting Guard to fight. Later, in the battle, Xia Erlang will do his best. Wang Jia also
There is no need to pity us, please send the entire Yin Ting Guard army to join the battle."
Even with the prince's order, Tangren's arrogance still aroused another buzzing noise in the stands. Seven hundred Xiaerlang, challenging the Yin Ting Guards is not enough, and actually wants the opponent's entire army to compete? That's a total of six thousand people, nearly
Ten times that of Xia Erlang.
Sugarman is crazy, he doesn’t want a fair fight!
I don't know if he was extremely angry, but King Wangjing laughed, with a fierce voice. He asked: "In the battle to capture the flag, use all your strength? Xia Lishan, are you guys going to join the battle too?"
Xia Lishan is useless? Tang Guo is seriously injured? King Wangjing will not believe this.
Su Jing shook his head: "I have nothing to do with my son's war. The four of us will not join the battle. Besides, I am still a useless person and a burden." As he spoke, a pair of little devils picked up the sedan and floated far away to the side. Xiao Xiangliu
Ignoring others, he just followed Su Jing and moved away with the sedan.
At this time, the Imperial Disciple who was sitting in the same row as King Wangjing stood up and said to Prince Liu Er: "Swordsmen have no eyesight. Xia Lishan is still involved in an official matter and cannot tolerate any damage. I wish the poor monk
Enter the ring and protect him."
The temple and the imperial court are like a family. The disciples of the Imperial Master say they are protecting, but in reality they are going down to help King Wangjing, and keeping Tangren from intervening in the war.
This great disciple of the National Master had a miraculous origin and extraordinary abilities. It was enough to meet his end. However, King Wangjing wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. He changed his face and smiled kindly, and sent an order to Heaven and Earth after him: "Walk with the master to help."
The two old men took the order and floated into the ring following the disciples of the Imperial Master. The three of them stood in front of Su Jing's sedan chair and kept a steady eye on the sugar man.
King Wangjing then responded to Su Jing's previous words: "There is no need for the entire Yin Ting Guard army to join the battle. These seven hundred soldiers are enough. Xia Lishan, you think too highly of yourself." With all the attention being paid to him, King Wangjing really has no face.
All six thousand elite soldiers were sent down.
Su Jing spread his hands and said, "If Xia Erlang is lucky enough to win..."
King Wangjing suddenly laughed loudly: "Don't worry, it's as you said: capture the flag in this battle! If the Yin Ting's seven hundred soldiers are defeated by your Xia Erlang, I will destroy the flag myself, and there will be no more 'Yin Ting Guards' in the world."
flag!"
"Xia Erlang will fight to the death. If he loses, all of them will die, and the flag will naturally die with it." Su Jing added with a lukewarm tone.
"Who do you think cares about your Xia'erlang banner?!" King Wangjing laughed loudly, his left hand holding the military talisman fell together, and war drums roared from all directions!
The drum order has been sounded, and the two armies enter the battle.
Xia Erlang burst out laughing loudly, the leader waved the big flag, and Erlang followed the flag with steps, still the same as before, leaping and galloping with strange screams, rushing towards the enemy's formation in a swarm.
The seven hundred Yin Flying Guards guarded the battle formation and did not launch a charge. The giant ghost-faced dragon was still suspended but its six wings were buzzing. The elite soldiers on the dragon half bent their knees and their waists were heavy, waiting for orders. The thoughts of the thirteen major cultivators in the army were circulating and connected with magic weapons...
...One side is chaotic like a gang of gangsters, while the other side is calm and prepared for a head-on attack. The two armies make a decision.
But what's the use of judging superiors and superiors? The reason why the evil people torture is the evil people's torture, all because they treat the fierce fighting as a carnival and killing as a feast. They are here to celebrate the festival - can those who fight compare with those who celebrate the festival?
The villain rushed forward like the wind. In an instant, there was only a distance of three hundred feet between the forwards of the two armies. The commander of the Yin Ting Guards suddenly shouted: "Kill!"
The Yin Ting Guards were beaten, and the whole army responded to the order by shouting into the sky: Kill!
The stream of light suddenly dispersed, and the air roared sharply. The thirteen major cultivation magic weapons in the army were taken out, and the thirteen sword flags were released. Each flag was refined and contained 333 black gold snake swords.
It's a sword and it's a snake.
A strange snake born with a pointed head, a flat body, scales as sharp as the flying sword of the Xiu family, and a strange poison in its body. It was brought into the banner and fed by Da Xiu with Jinrui berries, nourishing and refining it with the golden energy. In a flash.
After more than a thousand years, any snake has become a dangerous creature in the weather. When used in conjunction with the sword array in battles, its power becomes extremely ferocious.
Thirteen flags stood in the air, and four thousand sword snakes rolled and 'circled' towards the evil man.
When the Dharma was overhauled, the Yin Ting Guard Killing Formation was also activated.
Each elite soldier first reached out and pulled off the small military flag on the ghost-faced dragonfly's head. As soon as the flag left, the ghost-faced dragonfly immediately raised its head, and its mouth suddenly squirted out a cloud of black sand - each ghost dragonfly eats one person every seventeen days.
, the flesh and blood wraps the belly to nourish the soul, and the muscles and bones of the corpse are refined into Onizuka Mingsha. Ordinary people will die of misery even if they only touch one grain, while ghost flies can eat countless people, and those they feed in their belly will
The poisonous sand weighed as much as a thousand pounds... The monster several feet tall spit out sand like a dragon. The scene was incredible. Seven hundred black sands gathered from the sky and turned into a long black river, sweeping towards Xiaerlang;
After vomiting all the poisonous sand, the ghost-faced dragonfly was surrounded by a sinister wind. In the blink of an eye, the sinister wind dissipated and the giant dragonfly disappeared. Only the seal carvings around its body were seen, and the ghost-headed eight-edged black golden pestle cloak flew up thirty feet away. No more, no less.
There were a total of seven hundred, and the rippling wind hit Xia Erlang hard. Dragonflies are not living creatures, they are all transformed magical weapons. They are usually suppressed with military flags above their heads. When the flag is there, they are just ordinary vehicles. When the flag is removed, they first spray poisonous sand and then
Transform into true form and fly to kill the enemy;
The car returned to its true state, and the seven hundred Yin Ting Guards all landed on the ground. Their formation remained unchanged, and they threw the flags in their hands forward. When the flags were released, the first shock turned into blue three-foot-long needles, and the second shock moved towards
The forward lasing, the third shock quietly disappears into the air during the lasing. It hides its traces, no matter how hard it is to catch...
The sword-snake formation formed the first kill, the poisonous sand river swept through the second kill, the ghost-headed giant pestle smashed the third kill, and the long needle disappeared for the fourth kill. The four kills followed one after another to seal the sky and the earth. The name of Yin Ting Guard's bravery is by no means
Fortunately! Not to mention that there are only 700 soldiers on the opposite side, even thousands of troops and ten mountains will be wiped out!
Aiming to kill with one strike, for the sake of Wangjing King and for the Yin Ting Guards to show their power, the 700-killing elite soldiers who entered the battle used all their strength as soon as they made a move.
The formation of swords and snakes took the lead and faced the evil man. Just when the first sword almost pierced the front door, the leader of Xiaerlang, who was rushing at the front, hissed strangely and slammed the high flag in his hand into the ground.
One insert.
The 'Xia'erlang' fiery flag shook violently, and suddenly a dull roar spread in all directions. Within the bright red flag, which was only about a meter square, a faint greenish evil energy burst out, and inside it was a giant dragon shaking its head and swaying its tail.
The dragon is ferocious!
However, its body is "weird", translucent, like a thin haze. Even ordinary people can easily see through its body and see the scenery on the other side of its "body". The strange dragon has tail, claws, scales, whiskers, and horns.
Everything is available, but its eye sockets are hollow, with eyes and no beads. Only a small amount of mysterious light the size of a pinhead is hidden in the pair of deep dark caves.
It's not a real dragon, just a breath, but this breath is enough...
The flag of the villain is still the same flag, but three words were changed by Su Jing.
When he was still in Middle-earth, Su Jing once told his companions: There is a Wind and Thunder Pond hidden in the Fierce Fire Banner. The 'Nether Dragon Evil' obtained by killing Jiaoyang Tianzun is in the Wind and Thunder Pond. The ghost pythons on King Aguma's robe usually live in the pond.
Absorb and refine the evil spirit of the evil dragon.
What was released from the flag at this moment was the evil dragon.
The swords released from the flags by the thirteenth cultivator in the Yin Ting Guard are alive. They are swords and snakes. Although they are supernatural, in the final analysis they are just chaotic snakes.
The dragon is the ancestor of snakes. In the three thousand worlds, there is no snake that is not afraid of the dragon.
Perhaps the power of the snake in the banner is more ferocious than that of ordinary fairies, but without spiritual intelligence, it can only be regarded as a strange ferocious beast. Without spiritual intelligence, it cannot restrain its instincts, and all its actions are based on instinct.
The evil spirit of the dragon blooms!
The four thousand sword snakes went into chaos, and the formation collapsed in an instant. No matter what Da Xiu did, the poisonous snakes holding curses refused to obey his command. Some of them would tremble and fall to the ground, curling up in a ball and not daring to move; some would turn around and run away, and some would crawl back.
When they entered the banner, some of them hurriedly faced the black sand Tianhe that followed them, making strange screams and struggling desperately.
The sword flags were in vain! In fact, no wonder those military commanders, since they joined the army, practiced magic, and refined treasures with the war in mind, they never thought that one day the Yin Ting Guards would be sent to kill the dragon. They never thought that the enemy would come from
A real dragon and evil spirit was released from the military flag.
The evil spirit was frightening, but it did not kill people. After frightening the snakes away, it subsided, but the magic was still spinning in the flag, and the red flag rose in the wind. A brilliant sea of fire, a sea of sun fire, spread out in mid-air!
Whether it is a ghost-faced dragonfly or a ghost-headed pestle, they are basically nothing more than three primary elements: poison, yin, and sharp gold.
The Yang Fire eliminates hundreds of poisons, and the black sand meets the sea of fire. In an instant, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves fills the pit. The river of black sand suddenly turns into curls of green smoke;
Yang fire overcomes Yin and Ming, and the ghost-faced eight-edged pestle rushed into the sea of fire, instantly losing its strength, floating and sinking, and quickly melted away;
Yang fire discerns the true shape, Yang fire sharpens gold, and the seven hundred sharp and long needles caused by the sea of fire have nothing to hide. They are all burned out, and the naked eye can see that they have curled up and disappeared.
The sea of fire surged, and the formation was broken. At the same time, the thirteen sword flags were also rolled up. The flags were made of gold and were equally afraid of fire, let alone the most pure and domineering Yang Fire. The military overhaul hurriedly withdrew the treasure, but it was too late.
After a while, the sword flag was more or less damaged. Without the nourishment of a few Jiazi, it was impossible to use it again. In addition, the treasure was connected to the soul of the Xiu family, and the owner of the damaged treasure also suffered backlash. The injury was not serious but definitely not light.
The 'Xiaerlang' banner spell broke through the Yin Ting Guards' four killing arrays, but the flag's mana seemed to be running out. After destroying the enemy's offensive, it did not sweep over and burn those Yin Ting Guards... the sea of fire
If you don't attack and kill, the evildoers will keep walking, howl and laugh, and come 'for a banquet'.
Moving the method, breaking the method, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, it only takes a few breaths, the scene is amazing. However, there is no strange color on the faces of the seven hundred Yin Ting guards. The general of the army shouted, and the seven hundred soldiers turned around and concentrated their energy.
He turned his body and turned his hands at the same time. The sky thunder in his left hand struck the purple arc cone in his right hand. It was both a magical weapon and a vicious blade. It could unleash its vicious skills in close combat.
Immediately, charge!
Yin Ting moves to guard and charges forward to meet the enemy.
Xia Erlang? Come on, whoever is afraid of whom! Liu Er Sha Qi is a tribe that is good at fighting, and those who are ordered to enter the ring by the king are the best among the best soldiers. Seven hundred versus seven hundred, they don't care!
Seven hundred...yes...seven hundred?
Seven hundred Xiaerlangs bared their teeth and claws and charged towards each other. The Yin Ting Guards all raised their swords in their hands. The two armies were about to kill each other. At that moment, there was a sudden burst of joy and laughter like thunder, and the sea of fire stagnated in the mid-air was like red clouds, and it started to rain.
'Yes.
Ghost rain.
Just like that, without any warning, a group of ghosts jumped out of the sea of fire...a large group of fierce ghosts!
From their dress to their demeanor, and even the ecstasy in their eyes and the hoarse cheers in their mouths, they were exactly the same fierce ghosts as the Seven Hundred Summers charging into the battle, but there were much more of them, more than three times more.
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The seven hundred soldiers in White Crow City are called Xia'erlang, that's right. But Tangren has never promised the prince that his "Xiaerlang" is the only one with these seven hundred soldiers. On the contrary, Tangren has something to say beforehand: This is a battle to capture the flag.
Don't ask for fairness, everyone must try their best.
He obviously wanted to give good advice, but King Jing didn't listen. The Tang people all asked the Yin Ting Guards to enter the ring, but Wang Jia said, "Seven hundred is enough." So what else can be said.
On the other hand, Xia Lishan is very honest, neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he will practice what he says.
The Lord God himself cast a spell to bless the group of ghost pythons on the robes of King A Gu!
There is no sun in this world, and Yang Fire is an unheard-of thing. Even if Daxiu has reached the realm of transformation and reached the top, he still can't see the mystery hidden in the Yang Fire flag. I don't know if there are soldiers hidden in the flag, so how can I think of Su Jing?
The 'wild talk' I made before was just a pretext for this moment: give more to defeat less, use three thousand to bully seven hundred as pretext - everyone agreed in advance.
With a bang, the stands were in chaos! The prince was sitting on the south platform. The countless spectators here dared not to be filled with righteous indignation. The moment the 2,300 villains in the military flag appeared, the stands were filled with curses. Some people stamped their feet and others slapped the stone seats angrily. They were already shouting dumb.
He pulled away his voice again, and the words that came back and forth in his mouth were nothing but hateful words such as 'The sugar man's cunning descendants will never have a good death', 'Xia Lishan's crime deserves the death penalty'.
King Wangjing was so furious that he smashed the Wushan iron-wood table in front of him with a palm of his hand! Now thinking back to what the sugar man said before, how could the prince not know what was going on? How could he have thought of it at that time?
This is how things will turn out.
Seeing that the prince was angry, the seven ascetics in the mist and the nine ghost-born Yin Ji stepped forward together. In the ring, the great disciple of the National Master who was responsible for 'guarding' Su Jing, and the two old men of Heaven and Earth also raised their heads and looked in the direction of Wang Jia.
Come here. Needless to say, there are more than 5,000 Yin Dragonfly guards waiting outside the ring. All the soldiers leap onto the ghost-faced dragonfly... Everyone is ready, waiting for King Jing’s order to rush in, save their comrades, and kill them.
Miscellaneous.
Su Jing also looked up, his expression and eyes calm and unchanged. He was even smiling.
After King Wangjing smashed several cases, and after a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and endured it: it was a shame to fall into the trap of controlling others; it was a shame to suffer the loss of his elite soldiers. This has already happened. Nothing.
It can be changed. But everyone has made it clear beforehand. To break the promise now and send troops in again will be even more embarrassing and will only increase the ridicule.
There was only one word left in the prince's mind: depressed.
For Su Jing, it was not a surprise that King Wangjing broke his promise. If Yu Ren really wanted to fall out, Tangren would not be afraid of killing him, but Su Jing expected that King Wangjing would bear this tone. Seeing that the other party did not send anyone down,
In the sedan chair, Xia Lishan coughed and cleared his throat, then shouted an order: "In the battle to capture the flag, do your best, Xia Erlang, fight with me!"
In response to Su Jing, the evil ghost laughed heartily for a while...
Seven hundred versus seven hundred, Xia Erlang with bare hands versus the double-edged Yin Ting Guards on the left and right, who will win and who will lose? There is no answer until there is a real fight.
But what is certain is that when the three thousand Xia'erlang soldiers were divided into two groups, seven hundred of them rushed towards them, and the other two thousand or so smashed into the enemy formation from mid-air... It was easy to defeat the seven hundred Yin Ting Guards.
It didn't take much longer than the time it took for the White Crow Soldiers to kill the four Snowfield Soldiers before, attacking from both sides!
The more than ten major repairmen in the Six-Ear Army were injured in front of them, but not behind. They were all killed in the mouth of the ghost python. However, the ghost python came and went in a hurry, killed those key figures and returned to the Fierce Fire Banner.
Amid the rebuke and boos from all over the stage, three thousand villains tore the seven hundred Yin Ting Guards into pieces. After the flag gathered the sea of fire, it swayed for a moment in the fishy wind filled with the smell of blood, and then disappeared.
Gone.
The two old men looked at each other and the disciples of the National Master. The fierce battle was over. All seven hundred of his elite soldiers were unjustly killed by the sugar men. What was he still doing at the bottom of the pit? He left and returned to the south stand.
Now that the whole army had appeared, the evil men stopped going back. They gathered together and reluctantly formed a horizontal and vertical formation. They learned the etiquette of controlling others and smiled at their commander and said, "Raise your head and do it."
Half a courtesy.
Seeing the evil ghosts saluting the candy man, the crowds roared loudly from all sides, with curses and boos intertwined, getting louder and louder. Amid the scoldings from the sky, the three thousand evil men stood up straight, raised their heads, and looked ferocious.
With eyes like blood, he held his head high and raised his voice, singing loudly:
"I would rather die than do good if I wait to do evil!"
"We are bloodthirsty and drink blood like nectar!"
"You are born evil, so you do the worst of evil! Evil people will be punished by evil people!"
"Xia Lishan is a grinder for evil people; Xia Erlang is a grind for wicked people!"
"No matter what you are right or wrong, no matter what the laws of heaven are, we only ask two questions wherever we go: Where are the evil people? But I am evil again!"
The horrifying melody of thousands of ghosts crying in mourning, the joyful roar of thousands of ghosts attending a banquet, a short killing tune was sung, and three thousand evil people were grinding together and howling, repeating the last eight characters, the eight characters when Su Jing established this army in the underworld
Instructions:
Where are the evil people? I am the evil one!
Where are the evil people? I am the evil one!
...
The roar shook the sky, and the evil people from the Middle Kingdom were grinding here, asking here - Where are the evil people, and am I the one to blame!
The murderous aura filled the air, instantly shattering the noise in the stands! At this moment, everyone in the huge pit suddenly understood: If anyone makes any noise again, the evil ghost at the bottom of the pit really dares to rush up and kill him no matter who it is.
Corpse, thousands of pieces.
The evil man showed his fierceness, which is not bad. I can only hear the echo of the decrees outside the ring, the dark clouds rolling in from all directions, the cloud flags fluttering, and the troops inside are displayed. Not only the ancient, Ding, executioners, and dark cloud soldiers of the Xia Kingdom
There are at least 40 soldiers in green clothes who are killing ki. They are the elite soldiers brought by the prince from the imperial territory of Chunjiang. Although they are not as elite as the Yin Ting Guards, they are far superior in number.
Seeing the command of his troops, "Xia'erlang" not only showed no fear, but burst into laughter, and the word "happy" was written from the bottom of his heart to his face.
Su Jing waved his hand, and asked 'Xia Erlang' beside him to calm down, and spoke steadily: "It's lucky that Sugar Man won the next battle. Just now, Prince Chrysostom promised me: Capture the flag in this battle."
Killing all 700 Yin Ting Guards is not enough.
King Wangjing's face was as dark as water, and he turned around and sent an order: "Destroy the flag!"
Where did the 'Yin Ting Guard' come from? I think back then, in ancient times, these soldiers and horses followed Yu Ren's ancestors to fight here, sweeping across all directions and defeating powerful enemies many times, killing countless enemies and countless soldiers killed in battle, and fought through life and death.
Given the prestige of this guard, this military flag is simply made up of mountains of corpses in the sea of blood. They are truly elite soldiers that have existed since the time when the Human Emperor unified all the tribes and dominated the world.
At this moment, just because of King Wangjing's carelessness, his flag and reputation will be destroyed forever. From now on, the words "Yin Ting Wei" will no longer exist in the world... It is a great shame and humiliation to control people.
Xia Lishan was very polite. When he saw the commanding officer gritting his teeth and destroying his flag, he did not forget to say thank you: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, then remembered something again, and continued: "I remember, controlling people is unruly... until the last soldier dies, the flag will not fall down." When a master succeeds, he can't help but say a few more words.
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