After being stunned for only a moment, King Wangjing didn't pick up this topic that he didn't understand, but the smile on his face became more friendly, so he withdrew the secret words, and everyone could hear them when he spoke again: "This sugar man guard next to Mr. Xia is capable and strong, even if Xiao Wang's cultivation is shallow, he can see that he is extraordinary. Under the control of the outstanding people, there are also capable people in the snowfield, which is really a blessing in the world. ”

People are polite, Su Jing is polite: "Tang Guo is not a good person, everyone who follows Wang Jia's side is the real master." Who in the world does not know that the 'heavens and the earth are broken' and the peak is overhauled; in the fog, thorns and penances are cultivated, killing people and weaving clothes, and their cultivation has already reached the realm of transformation; and there are also those nine fairies, who have raised fairy spirits in their bodies, which are truly remarkable! Even if they are the free fairy swords and majestic gods and Buddhas in the sky, they are afraid to bow their heads and retreat when they see the majesty of the prince. ”

King Wangjing smiled, but after hearing Su Jing's words, his eyes flashed

zuihou is purely social, and it doesn't matter if you don't listen. The lack of heaven and earth and the penance of Jing Fa have long been famous figures, and it is not a new thing to be recognized. But the nine red-makeup women practiced the real secret method: the ghost fetus.

With the body of Yuan Yin and then collected to the Yin Qi, born in the heaven and earth, walking in the Yang world, but with the magic method to cover themselves from the slightest Yang, with the Yin nourishment, with the Yin to nourish the evil, in the body to raise a lonely Yin ghost fetus, the nine women called the ghost fetus, the nine ghosts even the netherworld, the killing array that was displayed, it is not an exaggeration to call it a peerless murderous method.

These nine women were not raised by King Wangjing at all, but were rewarded by the first emperor, and they have been following King Wangjing since he was eighteen years old, but they have never made a move in these years, and outsiders don't know their abilities. Everyone knows that they are not simple. But no one understands how ferocious it is.

The nine women will always be ranked after 'the heavens and the earth are broken, and the thorns are penance', and only the king of Wangjing knows that they are the most ferocious guards around him.

King Wangjing didn't expect that this 'Xia Lishan' in front of him could see through it at a glance and break their skills with one word. 'Raise the fairy spirit in the body', outsiders don't sound like it, how can King Wangjing not hear the true meaning inside.

Su Jing is the junior uncle of the Heavenly Sect of the Righteous Path Heavenly Sect in the Middle Earth, and he is also the Netherworld Shijie Bone King, as long as the python robe is worn on his body, no ghost law practice can hide his insight.

The light flashed in his eyes, and King Wangjing did not hide his surprise: "Mr. Xia has good eyesight. Good insight. There is such a high level of talent. It is no wonder that after the child returned to Beijing, he talked to me about the White Crow City and the Xia family, and asked me to sponsor the Yan Yan Bo who took Mr. out of the snowfield. ”

I heard the prince Chrysostom name himself. Fang Huahu didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. I don't know how to respond. Only nodded and smiled.

King Wangjing waved his hand at the other party, signaling that he didn't need to be polite, and his eyes were still looking at Su Jing: "That's what Mr. saw it." Xia Erlang of White Crow City, how is it compared to the Yin Fly Guard of Wangjing Mansion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bell suddenly sounded in the ice city behind Su Jing, and when the time came, Xia Erlang got up, and the next moment the city gate opened, and seven hundred corpses were in a group of three, and a group of five thousand, some rubbed their eyes, some yawned, and some held thick needles to mend their tattered bodies.

Where is like a well-trained elite soldier, more slack, and more undignified than a lazy man and a stupid apprentice to work.

Seeing the coach Su Jing, he bowed down and hugged his fist, and then showed a flattering smile to Xiao Xiangliu, who was ruthless and couldn't be offended anyway, and stood behind Su Jing coawardly, this is the end of the matter, there is no queue at all, like a flock of ducks, some people face south and some face north, anyway, it's already good to stand.

Not a single Xia Erlang glanced at the prince more, but there were many corpses squeezing their eyebrows at the nine ghost fetal ladies behind the king.

Su Jing's three teams of fierce ghost soldiers, the Evil Monk was originally from the iron-blooded heroic soul who died on the battlefield, not to mention the elite of the Shenzhou Soldiers' bloody Netherworld, not to mention the elite of the Hundred Battles, only the 'wicked grinding', which is such a virtue on weekdays, and when he is not on the battlefield, he is not like a soldier but more like a splasher.

The scattered corpse soldiers went out of the city, and the master didn't see how, but the large group of people who came to watch the battle, and the small rich and noble families were all disappointed Since they came to the place, the white crow Xia Erlang still showed up for the first time, and the outsiders also said that they were all as majestic and fierce as the giant spirit of moving the city, and they were all focused on the snow field seven, and they simply fried Xia Erlang into the biggest favorite to win the championship.

The real money has been staked out, and today I have to see the truth, who can not feel distressed.

I couldn't help it, someone whispered, although the voice was low, there were a large number of people, and the voices gathered together into a lot of movement, and the deep disappointment was all in it.

Su Jing looked at his military appearance, and seemed to be quite helpless, and replied to the prince's words: "It's far away, it's not comparable." ”

Without the words of the host and the guest, who is far worse than the other? Who is not comparable to whom? Su Jing's words were ambiguous. King Wangjing didn't pursue it anymore, Haha smiled, no longer paying attention to Su Jing, and walked towards the next Snow Field Elite Soldier

When King Wangjing inspected the soldiers and horses in the snowfield, several nobles were present, especially the few families who invested heavily in this gambling game fifty years ago, there were important people in the door to watch, the three sons of the old prime minister's family, the brother of the foreign surname Wang, and the eldest disciples under the command of the national teacher came one after another. However, their identities are not as good as Prince Wangjing, and the pomp and circumstance are far behind, especially the eldest disciples of the national teacher, the cultivators outside the party are dressed up, and they don't even bring the guards and monks, and they come alone.

But it was this convergence monk that caused Su Jing to raise his eyebrows slightly, and transmitted the voice of Xiao Xiangliu: "This person is not a murderer." ”

Three eyes, six ears, and a mouth full of fangs, how can it not be six ears?

"This is the incarnation of the spiritual treasure, born from the magic weapon, and the achievement of the human body. "Without waiting for Xiao Xiangliu to ask Su Jing, he gave an explanation, that monk and the Netherworld Seventy-three Chains are the same 'truth', but according to Su Jing's visual inspection, the monk's skills are not comparable to the Seventy-Three Chains.

Xiao Xiangliu didn't care who it was, and licked his lips in response.

King Wangjing walked around and watched the flowers, saw many snowfield teams, and did not show special care for the 'killing soldiers' that he and the fourth brother strongly supported, and went to the south stand of the ring after a circle, talking and laughing with the nobles of the dojo.

Soon after, the main battle Qincha came, and eighteen snow fields and nearly 20,000 dourui entered the 'bottom of the pit' along the road, but there was a tungsten iron fence to block it, and they could not enter the ring for a while.

Waiting for the auspicious time, a cannon horn caused a sensation in all directions, and the main Qin sent his hand to slap the wooden case, poured the true yuan into the sound, and raised his head and shouted: "Open the cage!"

As he spoke, a large group of executioners and warriors who had been serving at the bottom of the pit quickly ran forward, stretched out their hands to remove the black cloth covering the large boxes, not boxes, but huge boxy cages, in which a large group of white birds the size of eagles and falcons were imprisoned.

The bird is called 'white crow', and the ice city that Su Jing 'picked up' is named after this bird.

The blood of the white crow is the sweetest, and it contains a lot of wine. From the royal family to the executioners and commoners, the blood of the white crow is used as wine when they like to drink and feast, but the spices added to the blood are different, and the price of blood wine is far away. In addition, the white crow's temperament is also fierce and abnormal, if they do not cover the black cloth, they will keep hitting the cage, and they will not hesitate to break their bones and damage their bodies, and they will try to fly into the sky.

The black cloth was withdrawn, and the white crow woke up and immediately spread its wings and began to rush the cage, and at the same time, the sound of the giant cage was heard, and the cage fence that had been subjected to magic sacrifice changed, and the railing retreated and stabbed out, and the size of the cage became just right for the crow to fly out, but the long thorns of the iron thistle were sharp, and the bird would be seriously injured if it drilled out.

The white crows are irritable, ignoring the thorns, desperately injured and rushing out of the cage Almost eighty percent of the white crows get out of the trap, flutter their wings and fly high in the air, but when they come out of the cage, they are all cuts, and the blood flow is like an injection liliang also quickly disappears from the body, they do not fly high and fly not far, barely hovering in the pit, not to mention the high blue sky, even this deep pit they are powerless to fly out! All of them got up, laughing noisily, raising their heads and opening their mouths to receive the wine that fell from the sky, especially the young people and servants, who jumped up and danced to meet this bloody rain.

In an instant, the atmosphere was booming, and the moment the white bird rushed to the cage, the official opened his voice again and shouted: "Start the gate, eighteen snow fields into the ring!"

The eighteen miscellaneous elite soldiers are different from the selection in the snowfield, there is no two-by-two competition and layer by layer screening, and the eighteen teams are put together to fight.

The cheers skyrocketed, and the first team to rush out of the pit, the white crow Xia Erlang!

Faster than other houses to enter, just because the barrier of Snow Plains Seven did not rise on its own, but was smashed by the corpse soldiers to come here, Su Jing moved his heart of compassion for the first time for those white crows who would rather die for the high sky. But he didn't understand this shijie custom, at the beginning he didn't expect that there would be a ritual of 'opening the cage and pouring blood', and he was angry and drank Lingerlang to rush out of the door It was too late, and the white crows soared, screaming sadly.

Soon, the crows fell one after another. However, when they fell from mid-air, they were already exhausted, and each white bird died on the way to the sky.

The gentle smile that always hung on his face disappeared, and the sugar man in the sedan chair sank like water, and he ordered with one word: "Kill." ”

Screaming and roaring, the clumsy skin can't stop the carnival agitation when killing people and drinking blood, and the seven hundred Xia Erlang scattered in a hurry, killing in all directions!

What kind of formation do you want? Your team goes to the east, our team goes to the west, and the master will have to run with that little flag as soon as he moves? Annoyance;

Tear off his arm, you see how he swings his fist, bites his throat, you see how he gasps, unscrews off his head, you see how he screams, death is a flaw! When you enter the battlefield, you can't tolerate that 'live' word, either he doesn't live, or Lao Tzu dies. Joyfully!

Like a tiger, like a mad demon, it doesn't matter who they fight with, whoever Xia Erlang sees in his eyes is a mortal enemy who kills his wife and children out of thin air.

There are no rules and no tactics, pounce on them and kill.

The already high cheers swelled again and saw that the ice city was coming brilliantly, who would have thought that Xia Erlang would be so sparse and disorderly when he lined up; seeing that Xia Erlang was so bad before, who could guess that they would go crazy when they went to the battlefield, and they would go crazy when they saw other teams of people. (To be continued......)