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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty One: The Backhand Ziyang, Protecting the Country and Destroyed

At this time, a figure suddenly flew out from the center of the fairy grain, and swept across the turd oil released from the water bags.

When everyone saw that it was an old man with gray hair and gray clothes. When they saw him patting Bai Fan on his chest, fortunately, Senior Brother Zi Yang kept guarding the fairy grain, otherwise it would be really a trouble.

The evil god didn't expect that Tang Jun would have so many backup plans? Even the old Taoist Ziyang had invited him.

The old Taoist Ziyang had a huge heart in his arms, and his whole body of strength burst out, swept the turbid oil flying towards the pile of immortal grains, and poured it on the Tubo cavalry in reverse.

But at this time, naturally, we can't just admit defeat so easily, and the deputy general of the state-owned camp shouted.

The remaining eight or nine hundred cavalrymen ran towards the fairy grain regardless of their concern. Everyone took out the water bag and did not pull out the plug to pour oil. Instead, they threw it out directly, swung the bag full of tinder oil in half, and all the tinder oil was spilled on the pile of fairy grain.

Zi Yang's face was flushed with anger. The old Taoist was accidentally burned to the library by you last time. Now you still have to burn fairy grain in front of the old Taoist? If you succeed, where will the old Taoist put his face?

However, the so-called two fists cannot beat four hands. After all, Zi Yang Zhenren is no better than Bai Fan. His skills are limited and he can only protect the five-meter-a-radius area around him. Except for him, the rest were sprinkled with tinder oil by these desperate people.

Bai Fan was furious, stomped his feet, rose up, and was in the air as everyone exclaimed, then went up the ladder with one move, and went straight up several feet. In everyone's puzzled eyes, Bai Fan began to fall towards him.

The people on the south bank were already frightened. First, they were suppressed by Bai Fan's divine light skills, and then they were full of worries. At such a high distance, there was no place to rely on the force of the sky. Isn't it a risk of being killed? What is Lantian Hou doing?

Soon, Bai Fan told everyone the answer with practical actions. Looking at Bai Fan falling from the sky, even the killers fighting on the other side stopped to watch.

Bai Fan was falling straight downward, in a posture of head and feet. With his whereabouts, dozens of state-protecting cavalrymen below him felt as if they were suppressed by a kind of pressure and could not move. They just put in a posture of looking up and watching a person falling from the sky.

When Bai Fan fell to the point where he was ten meters, he stretched out his right hand and a huge palm print made of true energy appeared, and it appeared out of thin air above the heads of the cavalry of the state-protecting state camp.

Bang!

Before everyone could see clearly, the palm prints were pressed down. Dozens of cavalry riding good horses and covered with hangings were pressed down one foot deep underground by one move, completely turning into meat paste, and even the ground below was pressed out of a huge palm print.

When Zi Yang saw this hand, he already understood that the seventh style of Tathagata's magic palm, the Buddha came to the world! There is a secret book in the library, but due to the qualification requirements, no one dared to practice it. Unexpectedly, his junior brother had already practiced it.

"ah!"

I don’t know who exclaimed first, breaking the brief tranquility, and at the same time breaking the last trace of self-confidence of the underworld killer. It was like it collapsed in an instant, and the remaining underworld killers were crying and starting to escape.

Even the evil god is no exception. Bai Fan is not the best in the world, he has already transcended the mortal world, he is not martial arts, it is all miracles.

The deputy general of the Tubo State-protecting Camp saw all this and cursed the gangsters in his heart, but his eyes showed a crazy spirit. At this moment, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were no longer the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, but the group of Tubo cavalry.

With Bai Fan, the God of Killing, here, although everyone has horses, there are less than 800 people, and they are still surrounded. It is impossible to leave alive.

"ignition!"

All the soldiers of the state-protecting camp came to their senses and took out the fire note in their arms.

"So brave! I still want to light the fire in front of the old Taoist?" Zi Yang Zhenren was really hot and no longer held on to the fairy grain. He was breeze under his feet. He pulled out the ancient sword behind him and began to kill the cavalry that was blowing the fire slash one by one.

These people seemed to be unaware of it, and they did not avoid the sword light that was coming, and just lowered their heads and blew the fire chuck.

The Ziyang Zhenren's whole body skills have been improved to the extreme, and they are all used to run through light skills. When they see anyone blowing a fire note, they will be the first to kill. This is also because there were no match lighters in the Tang Dynasty, otherwise, at this time, setting a fire would be like playing.

Xue Wanjun behind the cavalry also waved his axe and slashed hard. Even the surviving swords and axemen and archers were slashing at the 800 Tubo cavalry.

Bai Fan stomped his feet, countless large particles of sand flew up, rolled up his sleeves, and then flew up in the air, sprinkling down at the Tubo cavalry who were planning to ignite the fire below.

This is a hidden weapon technique that combines the hidden weapon of the Heavenly Girl scattering flowers and the rain of flowers in the sky. It gathers all the hidden weapon of the body. It is not used to kill people. It is all hit on the fire sticks with a little bit of fire light below. Except for the ones near Ziyang Zhenren and Xue Wanjun, there is no one missing, and it destroys all the fire sticks in just one move.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to use hidden weapons to kill people, but that this kind of ultimate move is not very powerful, and it’s okay to destroy a fire note. He can’t do it at this moment if he wants to break human skin or even kill the enemy.

The god of heaven killed the enemy for a long time and used the unique skill of Tathagata's magic palm. Even if Bai Fan had a profound skill, he was a little weak at this time, so this celestial girl could only use this time.

Looking at the cavalry deputy general, Bai Fan sneered: "Lu Dongzan hasn't told you, are you going to run away as soon as you see me?"

“Lu Dongzan?

Jianzhi, do you mean they are Tubo people?" Xue Wanjun exclaimed.

"Haha, if you don't believe it, you can go up and ask him."

Bai Fan pointed at the deputy general and said with a smile.

"Damn Tubo, where did they come from such an army? They actually ambushed us on the Yangtze River. If it weren't for this, the brothers of Xuanjia Army would not need to..."

After cursing this, Xue Wanjun remembered Zhang Shigui and Zhai Changsun, and could no longer help but a man with a big and thick nine-foot man threw away his axe and burst into tears.

The Tubo deputy general ignored Bai Fan's words from beginning to end, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he pulled out a scimitar from his waist, raised the knife and slashed his neck, and committed suicide.

At the same time, all the existing Tubo state-protecting cavalrymen drew their swords and committed suicide.

Xue Wanjun stopped crying, looked at all this in surprise, and shouted to Bai Fan: "Why don't you stop these beasts? Didn't you say you should interrogate them? We want to take them down and seek revenge on Tubo!"

Bai Fan looked at all this calmly, with a expressionless face, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The country has never needed a reason to take revenge. It is enough to know that they are from Tubo."

Hearing Bai Fan's explanation, Xue Wanjun nodded and said nothing.

At this time, Hou Junji, King Jin, Crown Prince, Xue Wanche and others, and had just arrived at the north shore with a thousand troops on a boat, the group got off the boat and ran towards this side quickly.

"The army of the left guards, kill the enemy and protect the grain!" Hou Junji shouted.

Xue Wanche also held up the big sword and shouted, "Thief, Grandpa Xue Er is here, come here!"

...

Bai Fan and Xue Wanjun looked at the group of people speechlessly. You have just finished the battle and you have come here to kill me. What have you done long ago?

"Okay, Lao Hou, Er Xue, guard the fairy grain here. Zhang Zixiu continues to transport troops. Da Xue, take your brothers and go collect the corpses of the Xuanjia Army."

"I come in person!"

"I'll go too!"

Li Jiancheng took Li Chengqian to the bloody battlefield full of broken limbs and broken arms. The red current that had not yet dried up on the ground showed everything that was sad here half an hour ago.

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