Chapter 830 Who Knows?

Under Wanli City, Yaozu Tianxia has already withdrawn its troops, Haoran Tianxia suffered very few casualties this time, but "less" does not mean no.

As in the past, some monks collected the corpses of their friends or people they didn't know in the city.

Some of them had mutilated bodies, but suicide notes embedded in clothes could still be found in their bosoms.

And some monks may only have a broken arm, and if they can be recognized by friends, the ashes can be sent back to the sect after death.

If you are lucky, you can also rely on Lingshan to become the guardian spirit of the sect.

But there are also many monks who don't even have friends, no one recognizes them, and they can't find the suicide note.

Most of these monks are casual cultivators, and they all come to Wanli City to look for opportunities. Perhaps in the words of casual cultivators, they are dead and dead, so why should anyone care about it?

Life and death, on the battlefield, is nothing more than ordinary. The old man who has experienced many battlefields has long been numb to it.

Fortunately, the budding monks who went to the city for the first time this time were only injured at most, and there were no casualties.

But those who survived didn't feel the slightest bit of happiness. Looking at everything under Wanli City, their expressions were all solemn.

At this moment, they knew that this was the battlefield.

"Look, it's a little strange how those demon troops withdrew."

Just as the budding monks in each section of the city were sighing with emotion about their lives, similar voices sounded one after another in each section of the city.

They tried their best to look at it, but it was a pity that they were not yet Nascent Soul, and hadn't reached the point of "looking hundreds of miles away".

However, some Nascent Soul cultivators who had just returned to the city were amazed!

Their eyes swayed and their mouths opened slightly, as if they had seen some spectacle!

"how come?"

At the head of each section of the city, the monks at Nascent Soul Realm and above all looked at it.

When they were fighting before, they only felt something falling behind the demon army, but they didn't perceive it in detail. After all, being distracted on the battlefield is very fatal.

But now, when they returned to the top of the city, they looked again.

A man actually fought and killed tens of thousands of demon clan behind the demon army? !

And judging from the bone age, he is less than thirty! There is no problem of running out of fuel, and even his realm is extremely high! At least a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm! And a martial artist who started from the sixth realm? !

Such a genius man is set in the top ten of the back wave list!

But why is he behind the Yaozu? Did he die?

Could it be that his Taoist companion died in the hands of some demon general?

But it's impossible.

If one is looking for revenge, then one must be looking for it while fighting with a purpose.

But this person, he just stood there, waiting for the demon army to rush over!

This is so bright that it is sending you to death!

"Elder, elder, what happened to the demon army's rear defense?"

The young monks asked their elders that they also missed Kangkang very much.

"This..." These elders had complex expressions, and they didn't recover for a moment.

"Hahaha, is this kid Jiang Lin? Who said he was a flower picker? I think he is clearly a lunatic."

A barefoot monk at the top of the city laughed loudly.

"How can we not let Haoran Tianxia see it?"

The barefoot monk threw the flagon down.

The jug was broken, but the wine was like an underground spring, spreading continuously under the city.

In the end, the drink formed a lake, and what the lake reflected was the appearance of that desperate man who looked like a Shura in the demon army!

"Master!"

"Master Yida?!"

When he saw the man's face, Qian Zhenduo trembled all over. He never expected that his master rushed to the rear!

And Xiaoqian of Yuxinzong recognized it even more.

She didn't even think about why the man who stripped his clothes but did nothing, even worse than a beast, would rush into the back of the demon army? !

Even more unclear, why is he so strong?

Isn't he just an ordinary Yamazawa Noshu?

"So handsome!"

"Who is this man?"

"Is he a martial artist? Or a swordsman?"

"Why has this person never been seen?"

"I know him! He is Jiang Lin from Wutong State!"

"Nonsense? This is Brother Yida! We came here together by boat!"

On the top of the city, there were already various voices of discussion, and some people who knew Jiang Lin's identity kept explaining, and then quickly spread across the top of Wanli City.

Although there were disagreements at the beginning, the name "Jiang Yida" gradually disappeared, leaving only the word "Jiang Lin".

Those who called "Brother Yida" at the beginning also realized that Brother Yida is actually not Yida, but Jiang Lin from Wutong Prefecture!

Fuck! No wonder Brother Yida is so considerate to Fairy Leng, it turns out he is a flower picker!

But soon, they also let go.

Although this Jiang Lin fell in love with Fairy Leng, she was the number one on the Houlang list after all, Haoran was the strongest flower picker in the world, so it was normal that he hadn't competed with him.

But Xiaoqian was a little unhappy.

Why.

Since you are a flower picker, why didn't you pick me then?

What kind of flower picker are you?

On the other side, Chen Xia and other girls from the Chen family all looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know why Jiang Lin went to the rear of the demon army to seek death.

Could it be that he is trying to prove that he is worthy of marrying?

But isn't it an act of recklessness for you to do so? And have you considered the feelings of the young lady?

Chen Bei watched quietly, his face was calm, no expression was visible! But it gives people a very strong sense of chill.

"boom!"

Just when the thoughts on the top of the city were different, a loud noise came from dozens of miles away! Like a nuclear bomb going off.

The illusion mirror of the wine pool under the city also rippled.

The barefoot old man waved his hand and stabilized it with spiritual power, and the mirror image became stable again.

In the wine pool, which is also dozens of miles away, the dust is flying again!

The five-meter giant that had confronted Chen Bei before jumped up and smashed heavily on Jiang Lin's head!

Jiang Lin fought hard, and a large pit with a diameter of 200 meters appeared on the battlefield!

Jiang Lin frowned in pain, kicked the giant's back with a whip, but he remained motionless.

"Hahaha!"

The giant laughed excitedly, and punched Jiang Lin's face with a punch. Jiang Lin stepped forward and blocked with his fist. When the two fists collided, they flew backwards several meters away from each other!

"happy!"

The giant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I haven't had enough fun with that Chen Bei, and I still have some regrets, but I didn't expect that you don't need that Chen Beichai at all. Are you really a swordsman?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Lin also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the giant in front of him, hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, and punched out, softly shouting in his heart, "Chuxue."

"Concubine is here"

An ancient voice came out faintly.

In an instant, with Jiang Lin as the center, within a hundred miles, everything was frozen.

At the head of Wanli city, the barracks of the monster clan, and snow in July!

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[Alas~~~I have to go to work again...Melancholy...It is really hard to be a social animal~~~(╥﹏╥)]