Chapter 771

When it rained in Chang'an City, there was also a rain in the northwest grassland that came unexpectedly.

Compared with the soft breeze and drizzle in Chang'an, the rain on the grassland is even more violent. The mighty and menacing are menacing, and the wind and rain roll up the dry grass. The birds lost their flights, the beasts screamed, the sky was thunder and lightning, and the ground was not rain at all, but mud.

In such weather, no matter how seasoned the hunter is, he will stay at home and dare not offend the killing power of God. But on a grassy slope, two men were fighting.

They are tall in stature, have long beards, and thin cheeks.

A red beard holding a golden-topped jujube lance, and a black beard holding a harpoon.

The red-bearded man chased the mixed river dragon all the way and chased the red-haired spirit official Shan Xiongxin on the grassland.

Blackbeard is the former king of the mountain, Mingjiang Dragon.

The harpoon makes the tiger angry, piercing the rain curtain and splashing murderous momentum.

"It's endless, it's endless. ”

Chaojiang Long roared angrily, what kind of life had passed during this time, he didn't dare to recall it at all. When you are thirsty, you drink spring water, when you are hungry, you pick wild fruits, and you eat raw fish from tree roots. Fleeing for his life on the vast grassland, he couldn't even see a figure for hundreds of miles.

But this Shan Xiongxin is like a ghost who refuses to let go of himself at all. Every time he just landed on his feet, he chased after him in the shadows. There was no way, Chaojiang Long could only continue to flee for his life.

Now he can't understand Shan Xiongxin at all, but Shan Xiongxin's situation is actually a little embarrassing.

After chasing and killing Chaojiang Dragon for three or two months, he regretted it a little. Thinking about it carefully, the head of the Mixed River Dragon may not be so important, and it is not worth such a vigorous pursuit. However, there is no turning back from the bow, so what is the matter with going back like this. What will the copycat people think of themselves, what will the dogs and geese think of themselves, and they will not be happy to play with them.

There is no way, I can only go one way to the black, and only with the head of the mixed river dragon can I have the face to return to the toad village. But who would have thought that as soon as he chased out, he would chase for so long, until now, Shan Xiongxin forgot why he set out to chase and kill Chaojianglong in the first place, thinking of this, he couldn't wait to give himself five hundred slaps left and right.

The two sides have met more than once, and they are no strangers to each other's tricks. Fighting until now, Shan Xiongxin no longer dares to say that he can completely defeat the Mixed River Dragon, after all, under the threat of death, the speed of growth is very fast.

The harpoon holds the spear, and the spear picks the harpoon, and both of them do their best, because if they lose, the result is death.

In this battle, although the level is not as good as Cheng Dalei's fierce battle against the Little Heavenly Master, when it comes to the degree of excitement, it is even better.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates it.

"Stand in the grass on a rainy day and be careful of the thunder. The mixed river dragon roared.

"The thunder split is also a hack for you, and Shan Mou doesn't do bad things in his life. ”

"Bah, everyone is on the same road, no one should look down on anyone, you may not kill as many people as me. ”

Shan Xiongxin did not deny that to some extent, the two were actually people all the way. He just delivered a vicious move, and only the living are qualified to talk much.

Mixed Jianglong is no stranger to this trick. He continued to retreat to avoid it, and then immediately attacked, not giving Shan Xiongxin time to adjust his preparations.

Purple lightning flashed across the sky, tearing the gloomy sky apart, and it was filled with deeper dark clouds.

"If you don't fight another day, the weather won't be good today. "Mixed Jianglong and Shan Xiongxin distanced themselves.

Bang!

It was like a thousand thunderbolts starting, the war drums were beating, and the breathing of the mixed river dragon and Shan Xiongxin stopped.

There really is no thunder.

Almost at the same time, they both raised their heads and glanced at the sky. Strangely, the dark clouds were quiet at the moment, and there were no lightning and thunder.

"Quick, look!"

The Mixed River Dragon suddenly screamed and raised his hand to point into the distance.

Shan Xiongxin also looked carefully at this time, and saw that there was a white thin line, like the rising tide of a big river, like thousands of troops.

Immediately, he really saw thousands of troops.

Countless people were connected in a line, and only black shadows were seen in the torrential rain. The black shadows are connected together, and the people and horses are watered, which is the most ferocious beast in heaven and earth, and it is also the most majestic black mountain.

The Black Mountain was moving, approaching, thousands of horses moving in unison, and the hooves of the horses fell to the ground with a neat sound. This is what Shan Xiongxin and Chao Jianglong heard just now.

Both of them froze at the same time, frightened.

Mingjiang Long is just a bandit, and it is not easy to dispatch hundreds of people. Although Shan Xiongxin participated in the war, his momentum is not comparable at this moment.

"Rong tribe, it's Rong tribe!"

Shan Xiongxin seemed to have discovered something and shouted loudly.

"Quiet, quiet, do you want to recruit them all. ”

Shan Xiongxin glanced at Mixed Jianglong, and Mixed Jianglong also glanced at him. In the overwhelming rain curtain, in the face of the army of the Rong clan, the two enemies who were still like fire and water just now, suddenly gave birth to a kind of sympathy for warmth in a group.

It's too small, it's too lonely.

"That's at least a million people, right?" said the mixed river dragon in exclamation, opening his mouth wide.

"No, only ten thousand. Shan Xiongxin shook his head, he had some experience: "But this is only a vanguard force, it can be a vanguard with 10,000, and the team behind it ......"

Shan Xiongxin didn't dare to continue, that number made him terrified.

"What are they going to do, what are they going to do?" roared the river dragon.

He knew the answer, but he didn't dare to imagine it.

Thousands of armies come from the north and go to the south, and the south is the empire.

In that heavy rain, Yeyuan Huo gathered eight divisions of the Rong tribe, including dragons, wolves, dogs, fish, deer, bears, tigers, and foxes, with a total strength of 200,000, known as 500,000, and pointed at the empire.

Shan Xiongxin gritted his teeth, and the fire finally burned to the empire. How can an empire resist this messy empire.

No, this news must be reported to the big boss in time, so that he can deal with it as soon as possible.

Chao Jianglong noticed that Shan Xiongxin's eyes fell on him, and suddenly he was excited, and he subconsciously clenched the harpoon.

"What, do you want to fight?"

Shan Xiongxin held the gold-topped jujube yang lance in his hand, thought about it, and let go a little.

This chase went from the empire to the grassland, and he had to kill him before. But compared to this burning fire in the rain, the mixed river dragon is nothing.

"The world is big, don't let me meet you again in the future, today, let you go for the time being. ”

Shan Xiongxin turned around, and with a whistle, the thin horse hiding from the rain in the distance approached.

The mixed river dragon narrowed his eyes and stabbed him in the vest. If you don't kill me, I'll kill you, and it's only because you shouldn't have sold me your back.

Shan Xiongxin didn't look back, leaned over first, and stabbed out along the ribs with the gold-topped jujube yang lance.

Sharp blades pierce the heart.

There was no hiding place to step on the iron shoes, but in the end, it was the mixed river dragon himself who crashed into his weapon.

Shan Xiongxin cut off his head with a short knife, stepped on his horse, and headed west.

The news must be transmitted back as soon as possible.