Chapter 514 Dragon Spear! Xuanwu Level Power!

Chapter five hundred and fourteen

"Hehe, knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles! U-Tsang harbored evil intentions towards the Tang Dynasty, and even sent the eldest prince to the imperial capital to investigate the truth before he was about to attack. It's not strange that we can speak U-Tsang, right?"

Wang Chong smiled slightly, raised the long sword in his right hand slightly, and pressed it against Ba Chicheng's chest.

In the Southwest War that year, Ba Chicheng was definitely a key figure. Among the generals in Uzang, they are all number one. Wang Chong also did not expect that he would appear in such a way in front of General Wu Sizang, whom he could only look up to before. In all fairness, Hachijo's ability is absolutely outstanding.

In a barbaric plateau where the art of war and tactics are not very prominent, and even less developed, it is quite amazing that a barbarian in Bachi City can apply the art of war of the people of the Central Plains to this extent.

It's just a pity that when he met himself, the saint of soldiers, he was just playing tricks.

"Hahaha, good, a good one who knows himself and the enemy can win a hundred battles!"

Hearing Wang Chong's words, Ba Chicheng's eyes flashed, revealing a strange light:

"I really underestimated you in this war. I didn't expect you, a young boy, to have such military skills! However, don't be too complacent. We are defeated here, and the news will soon spread to the Erhai Plain. From the general Soon you will head north, waiting for you is a dead end!"

After talking about it, Ba Chicheng had a sinister smile in his eyes, his expression was cold and cruel.

Death has never been his fear, and the people of Uzang have never been sacrificed in vain. Even if they killed themselves, they would eventually be buried with them.

"Haha, are you talking about this?"

Wang Chong smiled, raised his eyes, and looked at the sky.

"Whistle!"

The eagle next to it stretched out two fingers, put them into its mouth, and let out a high-pitched scream. Slap! Almost at the same time, a black shadow flashed, and something fell straight from the sky, landing in front of Ba Chicheng. The red-blue feathers and sharp minions are clearly a ferocious Costin.

It's just that the neck in the sky in the past has been twisted off at this time, and even the sharp eyes of the past have become dim and colorless.

Seeing this sea dongqing, Ba Chicheng's expression changed instantly.

Costin is the king of the air,

It can catch the opponent's hawks, sparrows, and doves, and there are few enemies in the air. Even many eagles are no match. Ba Chicheng didn't expect the opponent to be so powerful that even Hai Dongqing, whom Wu Sizang was proud of, could kill.

"Hmph, don't be too complacent. It's just a mere sea dongqing. An army of tens of thousands of people, such a big thing, do you think we only have this one sea dongqing? Even if you catch this one Costin is also useless."

Soon, Ba Chicheng raised his head and said with disdain.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

As soon as Ba Chicheng's voice fell, the sound of falling like raindrops suddenly sounded from all around, and the heads of Haidongqing kept falling to the ground, smashing into meat sauce. Seeing these sea dongqings, Ba Chicheng's face turned ashen instantly, and the coldness and cruelty on his face disappeared instantly.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Ya Chicheng's disheveled face, everyone around burst into laughter.

"Ba Chicheng, you are thinking too simply. How can you beat me when it comes to hunting in the air?"

The eagle laughed loudly, stretched out his right hand from the gray chain on his waist, took out a handful of gray rabbit's jerky and threw it into the sky. There was only a burst of screams, and shadows swept down from the sky, catching the jerky rabbit meat thrown by the eagle, and quickly flapped their wings and flew into the sky, disappearing. If you observe carefully, you will find that these hawk sparrows are slightly smaller in size, but their mouths and claws are all covered with sharp blades.

And when they fly, they cooperate with each other tacitly, just like a small army.

It's Eagle's Kill Squad!

In the Divine Continent of Central Earth, in terms of the art of raising eagles, I am afraid that no one can compare with the eagles. Scouting, sending messages, hunting, camouflaging... All kinds of subdivisions have been developed by the eagles to a complete extent. These smaller falcons are mixed with the blood genes of various fierce birds, and they are all selected by merit. It took more than ten years for the falcons to be selected, and the selection of five or six generations was considered a success.

Although they have no way to investigate, nor are they proficient in bird language and signals, they have no way to convey the military situation ahead. But the victory lies in the fierceness, the courage to fight, and the tacit cooperation with each other. There are basically no opponents for them in the air.

In order to enhance their lethality, the eagles even installed iron claws, iron beaks, and some special metal spikes on their wings. The power can be imagined.

This trip to the southwest is full of dangers, and no one knows whether they will be able to return.

Therefore, the eagle brought out almost all the falcons it raised.

"Haha, what's the matter, don't talk now?"

Wang Chong smiled.

"Hmph, even if you kill all those Hai Dongqings, what's the use? It's just a few days of lingering."

Ba Chicheng simply closed his eyes, as if he wanted to kill or cut you up:

"Do it, I will wait for you underground!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and remained motionless.

"Hehe, it's not that easy to want to die. Tell me where your people came from. I will give you a happy death."

Wang Chong said.

"Why are you asking this? I won't tell you!"

Ba Chicheng suddenly opened his eyes and said, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Hehe, is it Chilechuan?"

Wang Chong said abruptly, and glanced at Ba Chicheng while speaking.

Hum, Ba Chicheng didn't say anything, but his face darkened, and he changed suddenly. He opened his mouth, and wanted to say something. As soon as Wang Chong sent the long sword in his hand, it had already been sent into Ba Chicheng's heart.

"I already know. Now, you don't need to say it."

With the piercing of the Small Yin-Yang Sword, there was a bang, and the last surge of pure blood energy in Ba Chicheng's body surged in like a river and sea through the Small Yin-Yang Sword, and flowed into Wang Chong's body. Wang Chong's strength had already broken through to the sixth level of true martial arts. Now that he had received this violent power of Xuanwu realm, his whole body was like a shot in the arm. The Gang Qi in his body roared and exploded violently.

"ah!"

Hearing a shrill, painful sound, Wang Chong's crown of hair was punctured with a snap, and thousands of strands of black hair flew straight like steel, stretching into the air, and blood mist erupted from his body. Under everyone's amazed eyes, Wang Chong's aura broke through from the sixth level of True Martial Realm to the seventh level, eighth level, and finally stopped at the ninth level, almost at the same level as the eagle.

"How can this be?!"

Seeing this change in Wang Chong's scene, Eagle's eyes widened. He accompanied Wang Chong all the way, and he was very clear about the changes in Wang Chong's strength.

In the beginning, Wang Chong was just an insignificant first- and second-level true martial artist, but now, but now, he only stabbed Ba Chicheng with a sword, and even broke through several layers. Now he is on an equal footing with him. You must know that the eagle is now in his thirties, almost forty years old.

And Wang Chong is only in his teens.

The years of martial arts training between the two are completely different.

"What kind of evil art are you practicing?"

A dying, resentful voice came from the ground, and Ba Chicheng fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of horror. Life and death are fate, and if he fails, he has no hope of living again. To meet the commander who defeated him was nothing more than a death sentence in the end.

But Wang Chong's sword completely shattered his illusions.

Ba Chicheng could feel that the power in his body was rapidly entering the body of the Tang boy in front of him, and he was now rapidly cultivating an opponent, an extremely terrifying opponent.

If the original Wang Chong was only intelligent, then now, from his body, he is rapidly releasing a seasoned, top-notch powerhouse aura, which is completely unlike what a teenage boy can have. , and it does not require a little transition and experience at all. Ya Chicheng has experienced so long in his life, and has never encountered such a strange phenomenon.

"Hahaha, this, do you want to go underground and ask?"

Wang Chong laughed, retracted his right hand, and pulled out the small Yin-Yang sword from Ba Chicheng's body. Blood splashed out, and Ba Chicheng fell to the ground without even making a sound. And Wang Chong has already gone to see him flawlessly. Ba Chicheng's power is far more domineering than he imagined. Now these huge forces are clashing and stirring in his body, which makes Wang Chong feel uncomfortable.

In an instant, Wang Chong seemed to have found the feeling of looking down on the world and galloping freely back then.

From beginning to end, he has never been as simple as a general!

"Tenglong gun!"

There was a sudden roar from the mountains, Wang Chong raised his hand over his back, and suddenly drew a golden seven-section red-tassel spliced ​​spear from behind. Roar! ~, with an earth-shattering roar, in the astonished eyes of everyone, a lifelike, mighty five-clawed dragon suddenly circled around and charged straight up from the ground.

One circling, two circling, three circling... Finally, with a bang, it turned into a dazzling golden thunder, and fell heavily on the top of the mountain with a bang.

Boom!

The sky shook, the smoke and dust billowed, and the whole mountain trembled violently under Wang Chong's gun. Countless broken rocks, earth and rocks were swept in all directions by the violent force, and the whole mountain seemed to be split open.

"this……"

"What kind of marksmanship is this?"

"When did the young master learn such a domineering spear technique!"

...

Looking at the mighty mountain top, rising up dense smoke tens of feet high, at this moment not only the eagle, Zhao Jingdian and others, even Li Siye, the future supernatural power general, couldn't hide their surprise. A moment ago, Wang Chong was only at the fifth level of the True Martial Realm, but after a battle, he reached this level in an instant.

The power of that shot has definitely reached the realm of Xuanwu level!

In this regard, Li Siye is definitely incomparable!

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