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241 The War Begins(2/2)

, I won’t rush to Tianji Pavilion for a room.

The fourth-level realm and the fifth-level realm are the fourth and fifth-level guests respectively. Life is not so good. Wealth is in danger. If you want to make more money, you have to work hard. Fortunately, there are many fights between Tianji Pavilion and the demon clan. If you are lucky enough to get the treasure,

, you can earn more money, and the rules of Tianji Pavilion are strict. You are not allowed to fight for the spoils privately. Except for the share that is turned in, whoever gets the treasure will get it. It is this fairness that drives these barefoot knights to flock to Tianji Pavilion.

The lowest guest minister in Tianji Pavilion is the fifth level. No matter how bad the level is, it will be difficult to survive in Kunlun. How can we talk about killing monsters?

Among these guests, the best outcome is to finally be appreciated by Tianji Pavilion, and the loyal ones will be selected and sent to pigeon houses all over the world. If the place where they are is rich, they will finally have a stable living, and they can

Lived some good lives.

Secondly, even if you pick something up and miss it in the fight with the monster clan, the monster clan will be full of treasures. If you get rich, you can return home in rich clothes.

The remaining bones are naturally buried in Kunlun. For whom are the unknown tombs built at the foot of Mount Everest? They are these barefoot rangers who come from unknown places.

This time in Tianji Pavilion, more than 300 Nangong clan disciples came out to battle, which was a grand occasion that had not been seen in many years. Among them, the elders took great care of the low-level disciples. They not only hoped that they could go into battle to kill the enemy, but also hoped that they would not suffer too many losses.

, after all, they are the future of Tianji Pavilion.

The corner of Long Tianxing's mouth raised slightly, and 20,000 heavy-armored infantrymen of the Bear Clan built a line of defense with their corpses against the not-so-wide beachhead.

The puppet Yelu Liangcai moved and crashed into the Bear Clan's position with the powerful body of the Ascension Realm Dzogchen. Even the strong strength of the Bear Clan could not break through Yelu Liangcai's defense. The Bear Clan's heavy-armored infantry was hit hard by Yelu Liangcai.

More than a hundred infantrymen fell into the rushing water.

Originally, the Bear Tribe could swim, but the armor was too heavy. More than a hundred heavily armored Bear Tribe infantry floated in the water several times and never surfaced again.

Xie Xuanyu used his left hand to dust the dust and his right hand to hold a talisman sword, like a sweeper, carelessly sweeping the bear tribe infantry into the Yishui River one by one.

Wang Mingyang was wearing a sword called Tianwen. With one sword, he had a bear cub, standing alone on the mountain of corpses of the bear clan. He killed the bear clan until their livers and gallbladders were broken and they did not dare to move forward easily.

Mo Xuan's Phoenix Crying Sword was unsheathed, and the flying sword danced, as if hearing the sound of the phoenix. In the melodious phoenix sound, the throats of the Bear Clan infantry were all broken, and countless Bear Clan soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

Chen Qianqiu said casually: "Sister Leng Qing, you can let go of your hands and feet to kill the monster."

Before he finished speaking, a woman wearing a hood and black clothes rushed into the Bear Clan's position holding a sword in each hand. Walking alone, she cut a scarlet blood path through the Bear Clan's position. Seven Bear Clan infantrymen whose throats were cut fell down.

Ba Wai couldn't believe her eyes. Two long swords passed by her. Before her eyes could even blink, her life was taken away from her.

At this moment, she was like the God of Death clinging to a scythe, frantically harvesting bears' lives, and her completely lifeless style of play was intimidating.

Chen Qianqiu raised his eyebrows at Zhu Ziqi, as if to tell her, watch carefully, I am going to take action.

Chen Qianqiu, the sword Qianqiu, the natal flying sword is also called Qianqiu, Qianqiu is seen holding the Qianqiu sword, the natal Qianqiu sword is being sacrificed, the movement is light and elegant, as if dancing in the bear clan formation.

None of the real bosses of Tianji Pavilion have come out, but they are standing still, waiting for the masters of the Dragon Clan to take action. Once any movement is discovered, the Ascension Realm bosses will go away with their swords. As long as these dragon clan monsters are stopped, the losses here will be minimal.

These experiences are accumulated from the blood-stained battle experience with the demon clan over the years.

Every time the demon tribe invades the territory, they will first send out soldiers whose intelligence is not fully activated to charge. Once the monks become slack, the big demon hidden among the soldiers will take the opportunity to sneak attack. Once they succeed, the human monks will be wiped out.

It was swallowed by the demon clan as a great tonic for the body.

In less than half an hour, corpses of the bear tribe littered the fields, with more than half of them dead and injured. The corpses of the bear tribe on the rushing Yishui River almost blocked the river.

The Dragon King gave an order, and five thousand Tiger Guards suddenly rushed out. The Tiger Guards rushed like the wind. Above the tigers were the Fox Knights. What humans call the fake power of tigers comes from the description of the Tiger Guards. However, the intelligence of the Fox Knights and the Tiger Knights

Their bravery made this army one of the Dragon King's direct bodyguards.

Zhu Ziqi Shuanghua took out her sheath and faced the tiger guard, and ten thousand white-robed cavalry charged bravely.

The tiger guards collided with the white-robed cavalry, and blood immediately flew everywhere. This frontier cavalry was really brave enough. The horses were all blindfolded, so that the horses were not afraid when they saw the tiger tribe, and they aimed their spears at the guards one by one.

The fox knight on his body gave him a hard blow.

Zhu Ziqi shouted loudly: "Kill!"

Duan Shui and Zhuan Po were guarding His Highness the Flower Lord, and a black shadow broke into the white-robed army formation. Although it was walking, it was as fast as a galloping horse. It walked side by side with Zhu Ziqi and said: "How many tiger guards can I kill before you are willing to follow me?"

say?"

When Chen Qianqiu saw that Zhu Ziqi was completely ignoring him, he was puzzled. After all, he was also handsome and graceful. He was the idol of millions of girls and the young master of Bai Chi Tower, Chen Qianqiu. How could he not be liked by her so much?

The more I think like this in my heart, the more the figure in white robe penetrates deeper into my heart.

However, when he was distracted for a moment, Chen Qianqiu didn't notice that he had collided with the Tiger Guard. He was accidentally hit by the leader of the Tiger Guard Cavalry, and in an instant, he turned into a rainbow and flew hundreds of feet away.
Chapter completed!
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