The bamboo pole-like Dongyi Taoist priest had opened his chest and breasts, revealing his slender body as skinny as a chicken, and looked at the Great Master Shang provocatively.

He had just come back, and his head fell on his neck and was still intact. After that, Zi Shou was even more excited and flushed. Although the pain just now was really painful, he thought it was gone, but he didn't expect that the head would be like this after moving.

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"Feihu, you don't know, your head was in the sky just now... Huh? Feihu, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so ugly?"

The excited Zi Shou looked at Huang Feihu who suddenly turned ugly and was still wondering. He followed his brother's eyes and saw the teasing look in his eyes. In an instant, the joy in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"Zi Shou has just been beheaded. This second round of competition is up to you."

Sure enough, there was nothing good to be done with the teasing look in National Master Qingyun's eyes. Huang Feihu showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He forced his ugly smile to take a deep breath and secretly cheered himself up.

It's not in the way, it's not in the way. It's okay for His Highness to behead the capital just now. The Imperial Master has great supernatural powers, so it's not in the way.

Just as Huang Feihu was secretly cheering himself up and walking forward, National Master Qingyun sighed sadly: "Feihu, I have consumed a lot of mana just now. It depends on fate later."

Huh! Huang Feihu's face was so frightened that he turned extremely pale in an instant, his lips were trembling a little, and he looked at the Imperial Master with pitiful eyes, as if he said "National Master, please don't scare me."

"Go ahead and show me the courage behind the great merchant general."

The words of comfort from the Imperial Master also made Huang Feihu forcibly calm down, turned around and directly faced Zi Shou with a fist and whispered: "Your Highness, take care."

After saying that, he was striding towards the front of the formation. The corner of Qingyun's mouth slowly raised a smile, "Why, are you so anxious to die? Or do you know how to disembowel your body and survive?"

After hearing these words, Huang Feihu turned his head. Although his face was still a little pale, he still said in a strong and calm voice: "National Preceptor, you are the Imperial Preceptor of Great Shang. The prestige of Great Shang cannot be lost, so please invite the Imperial Preceptor.

Recharge your batteries and win the third game, and don’t fall under the power of my great businessman!"

After saying this, Huang Feihu strode out in front of the battle with an air of unfulfilled ambition. Seeing this, Qingyun could not help but express admiration. He was worthy of being the queen of the generals.

"Sage Hongyun is as anxious as the law!"

With a loud drink, the yellow talisman between his two fingers instantly ignited. As he waved his hand, a large bowl filled with clear water appeared in his right hand. The yellow talisman fell directly into the bowl. In an instant, the yellow talisman blended with the water, and the clear water

The water even turned yellow.

"Zi Shou, go and give this bowl of talisman water to Huang Feihu to drink, and at the same time lend Feihu your knife to disembowel him."

It was such a careless scene that the corner of Zishou's mouth twitched when he saw it, but then he thought that he was safe and sound in the scene just now, so he confidently ran towards the opposite side with the talisman in his hand.

In front of the two armies, countless soldiers gasped in shock and wanted to see how they would recover after being disembowelled.

I saw Dongyi's bamboo pole Taoist priest and Dashang's Huang Feihu both walking in front of the formation. The officers and soldiers of both armies could see clearly, especially some generals with advanced levels of cultivation could see extremely clearly.

"Quick Feihu, drink it."

Although he was already determined to die, looking at the talisman water that was delivered, Huang Feihu's eyes full of death aroused a desire to survive. He turned his head and looked at the country behind him who was still standing on the chariot.

Teacher, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude in my heart.

Who wants to die if he can live? He picked up the talisman water and drank it into his stomach. He was even more afraid of being careless. After Huang Feihu drank it without missing a drop, he stuck out his tongue and licked the bowl clean.

Zishou on the side was not surprised at all. Instead, he excitedly took out the long knife that had not been sheathed in his hand and said excitedly: "Feihu, later you will use my knife to disembowel your belly."

Seeing Zi Shou's excited expression made Huang Feihu want to cry. At this moment, he really didn't know whether to thank His Highness or not. He looked like this and felt like he wanted him to disembowel him immediately.

"Boy, if you don't dare anymore, give up as soon as possible, and I won't argue with you."

Although the Dongyi Zhugan Taoist priest opposite looked a little arrogant, he still had a good heart. However, facing this, Huang Feihu snorted coldly and took off the breastplate of his upper body in front of the soldiers of the two armies.

First, he took off his breastplate, and then pulled open his clothes, revealing his strong muscles. The Dongyi bamboo pole Taoist priest opposite him was even more flushed. Looking at himself again, it seemed that there was a gap between the two.

This one is far worse in terms of appearance.

"Skinny Taoist priest, with your body and bones, you might as well give in as soon as possible. Our soldiers at Dashang are all afraid that you, a Taoist priest, will cut you open and cut your waist in two."

Haha~

In an instant, all the soldiers of Dashang burst into laughter. Huang Feihu even looked at the opponent's skinny figure with mocking eyes, "Even if you put aside your belly, I'm afraid you may not be able to take out your heart and liver."

"Haha~ That's right, this Dongyi Taoist priest is as skinny as a bamboo pole. I'm afraid there are only bones under his skin."

"Haha, hey~, the Taoist priests of Dongyi will be careful later, change to a smaller dagger, and don't use the broadswords of the soldiers, otherwise you will cut off your waist if you are not careful, haha~"

"Yes, yes, I don't know how the soil and water in Dongyi are raised. This skinny hemp pole is even skinnier than their chickens, haha~"

Dashang's section was filled with laughter, and the skinny Taoist priest opposite him stared with big angry eyes, "Okay, Pindao kindly reminds you that you actually underestimated Pindao like this. We will see what happens later."

Although the thin Taoist priest was angry at the ridicule of the Great Shang soldiers, he still angrily threw the peach wood sword in his hand towards the Great Shang Imperial Master on the chariot in the distance.

After catching the peach wood sword that was thrown over by the other party and looking very good, the thin Taoist priest Dongyi with a bamboo pole on the opposite side sneered: "Take it, don't say that we and the three brothers are dishonest."

After saying this, Dongyi's thin bamboo pole Taoist priest stood proudly in front of the two armies, then stretched out his hand and shouted: "Bring the sword."

At this time, one of Dongyi's soldiers hurriedly ran out. His face turned green when he saw the sword in the man's hand, and he looked pitifully at the two brothers not far behind him.

"Hurry up and send this dagger and the tray to our soldiers."

The three brothers have been practicing together all year round. They all know that the bigger the wound, the greater the loss of vitality. The third, short and ugly Taoist priest hurriedly said hello behind him, and immediately a soldier from his tribe rushed over.

come over.

Just like this, in front of the two armies, the Dongyi soldier holding the ghost-headed sword was full of doubts. He kept raising the sword in his hand, but the Taoist priest turned a blind eye and looked arrogant.

Cold sweat dripped from the temples, and finally, after the thin bamboo Taoist priest begged for help, a soldier from his tribe strode over, holding a silver plate in both hands, and there was a small sharp dagger on the silver plate.

After seeing this, the thin Taoist priest finally breathed a sigh of relief and glared at this sharp-eyed man with an annoyed look. Your ghost-headed sword has such a wide blade, and you can really cut yourself into two pieces with one strike. He

It's cutting open the abdomen and removing the heart, but it's not cutting the body into two pieces.

At this moment, a silver plate suddenly appeared in Zi Shou's palm. Looking back, he saw the Imperial Master looking at them with a smile on his face.

In the center of the battlefield, Huang Feihu and the thin bamboo pole Taoist priest looked at each other, and there was a man beside them holding a silver tray in both hands.

The thin Taoist priest sneered, stretched out his slender arms that made countless women jealous, gently held the sharp dagger the size of a palm, then patted his withered belly arrogantly and confidently, and then stood in front of the two armies.

The dagger slowly penetrated the soldier's face, and then stabbed downwards.

The blood seeped out slowly, and the thin bamboo-stem Taoist priest was sweating profusely. He stretched out his thin palm with difficulty and dug it into his abdomen. In the eyes of the soldiers of both armies who were numb and shocked, that heart and liver and those white flowers

His intestines were taken out.

The blood was dripping with a fishy smell and was placed directly on the silver tray. The thin bamboo pole Taoist priest's face was pale as if he was dehydrated. His hands were tightly covering his open abdomen. Suddenly the blood stopped leaking out and he was full of blood.

With a cold sweat on his head, he even said tremblingly to the soldiers beside him who were obviously familiar with him: "Hurry! Go and show the soldiers of both armies a look."

Immediately afterwards, Dongyi's thin Taoist priest looked at Dashang, and looked at Huang Feihu's young face. He was sweating profusely and still couldn't help but trembled: "Boy! This disembowelling, taking out the heart and liver is extremely bad for luck.

It doesn’t matter how powerful your imperial master of Dashang is, maybe he really thinks he is Daluo Jinxian.”

However, when faced with the kind words of the thin Taoist priest from Dongyi, Huang Feihu sneered and reached out to take the long bronze knife handed to him by Zi Shou. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, looking at the palm-sized sword opposite him.

Dagger, my knife is comparable to the ghost-headed sword just now.

When the knife went down, the wound was not something that could be stopped by covering it with both hands. Huang Feihu couldn't help but look at Zi Shou, with a bashful look in his eyes, as if His Highness could use a smaller knife.

However, Zishou did not see the meaning in Huang Feihu's eyes. Instead, he nodded encouragingly and said, "Feihu, feel free to do it boldly. The Imperial Master personally told you to use this long sword."

After hearing this, Huang Feihu's face turned green. He looked at the Imperial Master standing on the chariot bitterly and regretted in his heart. Damn it, he will never offend the Imperial Master again in the future. The Imperial Master is so petty.

Gritting his teeth! Huang Feihu turned his hand to hold the blade and stabbed it directly into his abdomen. Under the severe pain and fear of death, cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Bang~

The long knife that had just been pierced was pulled out and still on the ground. At this time, Huang Feihu did not dare to imitate the thin Taoist priest opposite him and even scratched it. The wounds from just one stab had spread from his chest to his abdomen.

The blood flowed down, and when the thick palm penetrated deep into the abdominal cavity, Huang Feihu suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Looking at Zi Shou's excited look on the side, it seemed to be encouraging him, but at this time, he was in trouble, it was too painful to step on the horse.

The pain was so severe that I was shivering, and cold sweat kept pouring out as if it was free of charge.

The thin Taoist priest Dongyi who was looking across from him looked at this unlucky young general with even more sympathy. You can bear such a big wound.

The bloody palms took out the heart, liver and a plate full of intestines from the abdominal cavity. I wonder if it was a strong person, but the intestines were also fat, and they seemed to be half the size of what the thin Dongyi Taoist priest opposite him took out.

"Well done Flying Tiger."

After Zi was encouraged to say something, he also proudly held the silver plate and began to show off in front of the soldiers of the two armies, but he did not see that his good brother Huang Feihu was shaking with cold and about to collapse.

Qingyun, who was standing on the chariot, smiled when he saw this scene. In his eyes, Huang Feihu, who was bleeding and covering his abdominal cavity, was intact.

Blind trick! But the pain will still hurt. The pain of tearing out the heart and liver personally is still very painful. Thinking of this, Qingyun can't help but touch his chin and look at the proud Zi Shou in the distance. He secretly murmurs, should he let Zi Shou another day?

Try this pain too.

The soldiers of Dongyi and Dashang armies all saw the beating heart and the steaming white intestines, and countless people were shocked with chills in their hearts.

Dongyi Zhugan Taoist Priest's face was dripping with sweat at this time. Feeling the consumption of mana and vitality in his body, he couldn't help crying secretly. My dear, please come back quickly. If you don't come back, I will really be unable to hold on.

At the same time, Huang Feihu on the other side was not feeling well either. One was suffering from the inexplicable fear, and the other was suffering from constant pain.

"Humph! You young man!"

Just when Qingyun was standing on the chariot, he snorted coldly, pointed at the sky with the peach wood sword thrown by the opponent and shouted: "Sage Hongyun is as urgent as the law! Wind, fire, thunder and lightning! Lightning is coming!"

Click~

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the blue sky. Just as Zi Meng was holding a silver plate to show off his power to the three armies of Dongyi, a wild dog with evil aura all over his body suddenly sprang out. Suddenly, the lightning fell, and the wild dog howled and turned into charcoal.

It was this scene that immediately made the atmosphere among the soldiers of both armies become solemn, and there was even some commotion on the Dongyi side. Among them, the sturdy Taoist priest who was being supported turned around and yelled: "Damn it, that bastard! You can do such a trick!

Human walking path.”

"Brother, don't be angry, I'm afraid he's from Dongyi Kunshan Division."
To be continued...