Ye Xiu didn't doubt Tydar's words at all, there was no need for the other party to fabricate a Wanquan Temple out of thin air to intimidate him, it was completely meaningless.

But so what?

Fought and defeated, he was never afraid.

What's more, with so many brothers and friends to accompany you, even if you fall, you won't be lonely on Huangquan Road.

"Shall I thank you for your kind reminder?"

Ye Xiu had a calm attitude and asked lightly.

He is now in a truce with the opponent, because if he continues to fight, he will only lose both.

Coupled with Tydar's intentional wooing and thoughts, he is all like a mirror.

"If you have to go to death, it is better for me to kill you, this king has this ability, the reason for the truce is not that this king is afraid of you, but purely to appreciate your personal potential, rather than letting you die in the hands of that group of bald donkeys, it is better for this king to end your life, and it can be regarded as a special ritual for our combat body martial arts!"

In the middle of the flowers, Tydar actually stimulated the blood, and the whole body was glowing with gold, and it looked like it was about to explode in full force.

Ye Xiu hurriedly raised his hand, pressed it on the other party's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Wanquan Temple." Terrible in your eyes?"

Tydar was stunned, stopped stimulating the bloodline, and said with a grin: "What are you kidding, a group of old bald donkeys, if they didn't belong to the Northern Wilderness, this king would have destroyed them Wanquan Temple a long time ago, not because of anything else, just look at them unpleasantly, hypocritical, and talking about Pudu sentient beings, eating meat and drinking wine, even more chic and happy than this king!"

"If you are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Ye Xiu asked rhetorically, and the words that brought Tydar to his lips still swallowed back.

"Okay, this king was bragging just now, Wanquan Temple is indeed terrible, go with this king, you only have this way to live, otherwise this king will kill you now, and then slaughter all your brothers and friends!"

Tydar erupted in a violent killing force all over his body, ravaging the wilderness, like the waves of the Yellow River echoing endlessly in Ye Xiu's ears.

"Since you admit that Wanquan Temple is terrible, I will subvert it, you don't have to be afraid, it can be regarded as a ......" Ye Xiu took a step forward and left a sentence: "Give you a truce favor!"

"Ye Xiu, you listen to this king, if you are defeated, report the name of this king, your life can only be accepted by my Northern Wilderness refining people, and this king will personally send you on the road!"

Tydar's roar echoed through the wilderness.

After Ye Xiu heard this, he smiled, he didn't take the other party's words to heart, his fate didn't even know to God, he didn't know it, and others couldn't judge it.

Therefore, your life is up to you, not to heaven!

An hour later, Ye Xiu and the others came to the outside of the first ring of the city, the roar resounded in all directions, the four fields were full of Chu Ge, and the war spread.

At this time, a ring of walls as thick as a dragon has been beaten to pieces, half of which has collapsed, and it is full of holes!

The air of ruin, revealing endless desolation.

The huge gap in the city wall was filled with corpses, most of them silver saints.

The silver light all over the ground, the red blood water, and the condensed evil qi swept in all directions, enveloping a radius of 10,000 meters.

The sky was filled with a bloody mist, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

The earth was full of blood, and the earth was shattered and devastated!

The moats are soaked in blood and water, and the mountains and seas of corpses look like purgatory on earth, and there is no such spectacular Huangquan Road.

The moat formed the Chu-Han boundary and was divided into two.

Lin Haicheng's side was extremely quiet, only the spirit stone cannons filled with the city walls were red, and sometimes there would be a dull crashing sound.

The so-called Wanquan Temple, Ye Xiu saw it, all of them were bald, dotted with scars, all of them were wearing gray monk's robes, and they were holding magic weapon-level Wuji sticks.

At a glance, the neat formation did not shake at all, and it was uneven, like a statue standing.

The majestic momentum faintly wants to break through the shackles of the law, and the raging airflow is reversed.

Emptiness, hopeless emptiness, full of desolation, the scene of ten miles of bare land, does not exist in rumors and words.

"Fight!"

"Boom!"

Every war monk had a layer of gold and silver powder on his face, and he looked even more solemn.

There were tens of thousands of people on the left side, all of them silver-faced war monks, roaring "war" in unison, thunder rolling, and launching a war roar.

A cursory look on the right side, there are also more than 30,000 people, all of whom are golden-faced war monks, all of whom shouted in unison, turning into a thunderous momentum, and the impact of the moat exploded, and the blood and water turned into a curtain of light and rose to the sky.

That's 10 meters high!

"Damn, this formation is a little scary!"

The herring scratched at the gray hair, and when he grinned, the folds of time on his face could kill the flies.

He had consumed too much Shouyuan, and if it weren't for Ye Xiu giving him the pill to continue his life, he wouldn't even have the strength to stand up now.

"Little brother, it's my sister who dragged you down!"

Qing Yao slowly walked out of the crowd, holding the dry hand of the herring fish, her eyes shining with crystals.

Once her younger brother, herring, was a royal lieutenant.

He went out many times to fight against the Northern Barbarians, but he was never afraid.

He is completely warmongering, and he will take the initiative to go out every year, and his blood is squandered on the battlefield.

But now, from his mouth, such helpless words were spoken.

Revealing endless sadness.

A generation of battlefield captains ended up like this.

Even in the face of thousands of troops, he was never afraid, just because of his physical condition, he couldn't charge into battle!

"Qingyu, you have to think about it, this battle is against the water, our group of people, there will be no luck, all of them will die in battle and fall!"

Ye Xiu came over and tentatively dissuaded.

He admired the recklessness of the herring fish, not stupidity, but an unyielding will.

Born for war!

"If it can be brilliant, who wants to fall in mediocrity, if it can give Lao Tzu combat power and break their brains, what does it matter?!"

Although, this sentence came out of the mouth of the current herring fish, and there was no momentum at all.

But in his cloudy eyes, there was a strong will to plead to fight.

Point soldiers on the battlefield, drunk and lie on the sword halberd!

That's what a man on the battlefield!

"I give you endless combat power, and from now on, I will never regret life and death!"

Ye Xiu saw the tears in Qingyu's eyes, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

Everyone, with a look of surprise, fell on Ye Xiu's body.

Is the Holy Doctor really so rebellious?

The herring fish is like this, and it can still be endowed with endless combat power?

It's hard to imagine that a bad old man, on the battlefield, with that rickety figure and weak steps......

"Really, Brother Ye, what you said is true?"

When Qingyu heard this, he was ecstatic, and he could see that he was eager to be in a state when his combat strength was strong, even if he was going to go to the soup now!

"Soul Dream Lead!"

Ye Xiu didn't say a word, and with a wave of his hand, he used the unique means of the Holy Doctor, urging with the Holy Power!

Rumble!

On the battlefield in the distance, a large amount of evil qi was forcibly ingested by him.