The war broke out again in the storm.

The Chinese army warships continued to dock and attack Longquan City. If Longquan was not captured, they could not support each other and help each other, then the Chinese army would be trapped in Jingpo Lake. It turned out that the river channel entering the sea could not guarantee the navigation of warships and giant ships due to the large mountain torrents and mudslides at the foot of Changbai Mountain. If China left behind the steel warships and tower ships, the myth of navigating the world would be completely shattered.

And once the Eastern Turkic Wolf Cavalry gets the warship, it will be like a tiger. With the power of the heroes in the world today, it is unstoppable even if it is superimposed.

The turbulent water flooded the earth. Not to mention that reinforcements came from the sea from afar, even if the Chinese navy wanted to find the right lake, it would take a lot of trouble. A big flood caused the two armies to fall into the most difficult battle.

The Chinese army no longer had the help of the navy warships, and there was no possibility of the wolf army riding a horse to charge. Both sides stood in the turbid current deep in the legs and knees to catch the corpse and kill the body from time to time fell down and the blood spread out in the turbid current.

The drizzle in the sky seemed to cry for the endless killing.

Xu Ziling was covered in blood. He was in his hands with a Mo Dao on one side and a Ma Dao on the other side. Both of them were chopping and shattering. Although he was the leader of the first army, he was always fighting on the front line and fighting in front of everyone.

The Chinese army will never give up whenever they see him.

When the bloody battle was over, when tens of thousands of Golden Wolf Army were exhausted, the Khitan Da Abaojia and Tiefu appeared in time. Their arrival allowed the Chinese army to add hundreds of pounds to Longquan Zhao Deyan to take the opportunity to attack the three sides. The Chinese army, the Jianghuai army and the Song family soldiers once again left behind more than ten thousand bodies and retreated to the warship and retreated into the lake.

Although the fierce combat power of the Chinese army caused the Golden Wolf Army and the Khitan coalition to fall twice as much enemy as the enemy before various new weapons. None of this helped.

The more the enemy fought, the more the Chinese Army coalition lost nearly half of its personnel, and a large proportion of the injured soldiers could not have combat power in the short term. They would even be a heavy burden. The real combat power of the Chinese Army coalition was only 50,000, but it had lost 20,000. The wounded soldiers were numerous and against the Golden Wolf Army and the Khitan army. The arrival of tens of thousands of Abaojia and Tief not only did not decrease but increased the number.

Du Fuwei, the chief manager of the Jianghuai Army, personally drove a boat to pick up the last batch of the Chinese army, Xu Ziling, who withdrew the warships.

Xu Ziling also had the same bloody slut, and the tornado was surrounded by Ba Fenghan, Yin Xianhe, and the tornado suddenly became sharp. Zhou Laotan, Zhou Laofang, and Yinlong Gun Song Lu. Except for these masters, the rest of the soldiers had already died in the enemy's crazy counterattack attack.

The bloody battle is temporarily overcast and rainy at dusk.

When I was most exhausted, someone suddenly heard the Buddha's name. It was like thousands of monks singing in unison, and it was like the angrily shouting of Vajra, and even more like the chanting of the mantras above the Nine Heavens. The Zen Songs penetrated the tops of the human, earth, and heavenly spirits and shook into everyone's hearts. It made people feel that all the killings in the heart are washed away.

Xu Ziling's bloody battle came through Japan and murderous intent rushed into the sky and violently killed several people who were chasing the enemy and were about to board the ship. When he heard the Buddha's name, his body was shocked and his blood spurted out.

The sword man, Ba Fenghan, and the Butterfly Young Master Yin Xianhe, also shaking their bodies and about to fall.

After the three of them fought bloody battles, the Buddha's name was like a huge rock and plunged into the heart lake and stirred up dry waves. The three of them were extremely shocking in their true energy. Although the others felt comfortable and pleasant to hear, the three of them heard it as if they were thunder and thunder and soul shattered.

"The old monk who has a good life is willing to use his karma to resolve the anger of the two armies." A peaceful and gentle voice came from a distance like silk, so that everyone could hear it clearly: "Please ask Mr. Xu of the Chinese Army to come over tonight to talk." This person's voice was like rain in the empty mountain and like the quiet and soft stones passing by the Lingxi River.

All listeners have a clear mind and spirit, just like the mind and body are cleansed together, and the inside and outside are smooth.

There is an incomprehensible calmness and solemnity in the voice, as if he would be the destined truth in the world as soon as he said it. Or any of his words and ideas would turn into an immortal truth in the world.

Although he is humble, he has a solemnity that even the bottom of his heart cannot question.

"This old guy is finally here." Xu Ziling said as he gently wiped the blood from his mouth as lightly as possible.

"Damn it, I won't come sooner or later, I won't come sooner. Wait until we have almost exhausted our energy." The sword-sword madman, Ba Feng, snorted angrily: "I don't know how long he has forgotten how long he has been to wait until our minds have just come out of the war. He yelled at the Buddha's name and hurt our inner organs. Damn it's such a big traitor dog, you can still laugh!" Du Fuwei took a bamboo pole and took a quick look at the side of the boat Rufei and shouted: "You're not lucky enough to adjust your breathing and take a break! It's not long since I'm ionic, and I'll see how many you can reply to the remaining two or three hours..."

"It's not helpful to reply any more than a day of rest." Xu Ziling put away the horse-slaying saber and turned into a large jar of wine before it was delivered to his mouth. Du Fuwei rushed over and snatched it away and said furiously: "You still drink without healing your internal injuries? Do you think the Heavenly Monk is really a Bodhisattva who is crushed with mud? You can't give up anyway, do you know?"

"I want to drink now, Lao Du let me take a sip." Xu Ziling sat on the boat exhausted and stretched his limbs.

"I'll drink enough with you when you come back, but now there's no way to have a drop." Du Fuwei didn't even look at him and threw the jar of wine into Jingpo Lake.

"It's really a waste." The sword-sword madman, Ba Fenghan, shook his head and sighed: "I'm dead until I'm about to die and I don't even let a drop of wine be miserable!"

"Then go up and have a meal!" Yin Xianhe sat down next to Ba Fenghan and laughed: "I haven't taken a shower for several days, just take a full meal and take a nap. I haven't slept for several days, and there are only two or three hours left. I have to hurry up and sleep for a while."

"No. I won't sleep." Ba Fenghan immediately shook his head and said, "How can I sleep with only a few hours left? I will never sleep! What about you, Boy Xu?"

"I have many fiancées who have to spend hours writing a letter would probably be good if they could wash their blood." Xu Ziling laughed and said, "I was thinking that if I could come back, I would throw the jar of wine in the lake and fish it up."

"Why?" Tuli finally breathed and asked Qi, "You are not without wine!"

"After I fished it, each person would give it a cup and it would not be distributed to Lao Du and everyone would taste it together... That taste is so beautiful! He was so greedy!" Xu Ziling laughed. Du Fuwei immediately snorted: "If you can come back, I will jump down and pick it up for you and pour it on your own hands to watch you drink it? Just like you are now like a bear? You can't beat a three-year-old child!"

"Okay." Song Lu also paused the silver dragon and said in a thin, "Let's rest for a while, everyone is watching you!"

"I understand." Xu Ziling nodded and asked in a low voice: "Who has anyone come to the other party? Have you seen it?"

"You can't even have the eyesight? Is the Heavenly Monk's Singing Singing really that great?" Du Fuwei whispered: I think at least five Heavenly Monks are not included in it. What's your face, boy Xu? Are you really finished, right?"

"It's really over." Xu Ziling nodded and said, "Ask Kuangren and Xianhe how they feel."

"I want to vomit blood but can't spit it out!" Ba Fenghan coughed slightly and said, "The Sang Singing of the Heavenly Monk can shake our Heshi Wall energy as soon as he opened his mouth, our true energy was like a thunderbolt. Damn, this bald donkey has been studying for hundreds of years and actually knows how to attack the Heshi Wall energy. It is estimated that the energy of our Heshi arm will not only be useless but also become a pain and tiring."

"I don't think it's going to be, but it's almost the same." Yin Xianhe sighed softly, "How long can Ziling's immortality field last?"

"If my body is not seriously hit at most half an hour." Xu Ziling suddenly shook his head and said, "My eyes were damaged and congested. Look at things, they are all blood red. If you use the red eyes, purple banners, blue eyes, then the true energy will be consumed very much. If you fight against ordinary people, there is no problem, but it is probably difficult to please the Heavenly Monk Lao Tu."

"The surrender of Buddhist martial arts is the nemesis of all academic categories." Song Lu stroked his beard and nodded, "If it is possible, it is better to use the innocent aura of "The Eternal Life Art". This will at least temporarily maintain the invincibility."

"The Madman and Xianhe cannot withstand the five top masters!" Xu Ziling shook his head and said, "This time they came so fast. According to this, it seems that the Great Thunder God and the others must have something wrong on the way, and I'm afraid they can't get there... Old Du, don't go, Uncle Lu, don't go, we three believe that it's okay to save our lives."

"Of course I won't go!" Du Fuwei snorted, "You little gangsters, I'll lead the army to escape. Who would have fought with that fool Jie Li here? I won't! If God hadn't stood on the side of the fake bald donkey, we would have been playing with monkeys long ago, would it be necessary to be so embarrassed? It's a big deal to fail once, I'm the best at running away anyway!"

"I just want to go but I can't help much." Song Lu waved his hand and said, "If the eldest brother can't get you away!"

"It's really a pity that the sky sword doesn't come!" A tall and majestic figure came from afar, striding from afar. Although his arrival was still a rolling corpse, Chen Heng suddenly seemed to become very far away from people. It seemed that the world was just a chessboard between the two armies fighting each other. The water was just a chess piece, not a living life just now.

There is only one person in the world who can play chess in heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!