Fu Shan raised his hand and scattered a five-colored flame shield and smiled and said, "You guys watch it inside, don't come out, I'll perform a piece of Juntian drum for everyone."

Hua Meiniang clapped her hands and giggled: "Okay, little sister, you are lucky to see Brother Fu's unique skills." Mei Jingjing hugged Hua Meiniang's shoulder and said: "Sister, have you seen the old man playing drums? Where are the drums?"

"Dong!"

Fu Shan swung his fist and a wave-like momentum rippled, and all the energy balls shot into colorful fragments and fell down, just like fireworks blooming during the festival. Mei Jingjing and others shouted loudly: "It's so beautiful!"

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dongdong..."

The drum sounds from low to high, from slow to fast, and are provocative.

Fu Shan's hands took turns to attack and sing loudly.

"The wind rises and the clouds fly...fly..."

"Weijia...return to our hometown"

"How can I get a strong man... guard all directions"

This poem "The Wind Rises" is a poem that Liu Bang sang in the east to challenge King Yingbu of Huainan. On his way back west, he passed by his hometown Pei County. He invited his old friends and elders to have a banquet. At the banquet, Liu Bang beat the bus (a string instrument). At this time, he sang it through Fu Shan, the heroic, simple and slightly sad tone, which shocked the wind and clouds and the earth and the mountains.

Hua Meiniang's eyes changed when she looked at Fu Shan. Fu Shan was originally a handsome man. During the Western Han Dynasty, he was a well-educated celebrity. After practicing Buddhism, people became even more unique. He saw his long hair fluttering in the wind, and he sang in a chic manner. His extraordinary expression made Hua Meiniang completely infatuated.

The more than 300 flying wing soldiers, whenever they heard a drum beat, their bodies would jump involuntarily. The drum sounded faster and shocked them to dance up and down. Together with Fu Shan's singing, they were like a group of dancers, dancing up and down with the rhythm. Fortunately, Fu Shan did not have the intention to kill, but just shocked them to vomit blood and his mind was seriously injured.

As soon as the singing stopped, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had stopped, and everyone stood still.

Fu Shan felt emotion and couldn't help but whistle to the sky. This strong wind song reminded him of the years in the Western Han Dynasty.

With the long roar, these flying wing soldiers woke up, shouted, and immediately turned around and fled. More than a dozen flying wing soldiers collided with each other in a hurry, fell to the ground, making a sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling.

Zhao Hao couldn't believe that there was such a elegant and free master in the world. His vigorous and sad song was full of insights into the world. It was really beyond his imagination that the enemy had returned in such a short song.

When Hou Pijing heard Fu Shan's singing, he curled his lips and said to himself, "This guy is starting to be handsome again, hum, look at me." He had teleported into a large cave entrance and swung into it. The cave was densely packed with black camp soldiers, and no one noticed Hou Pijing in the noisy and chaos.

Hou Pijing coughed softly, cleared her throat, and suddenly shouted: "Wow...告!"

The soldiers of the black camp were immediately alarmed. People in the Tante country were generally tall, and Hou Pijing's thin figure was really hard to find when standing in the crowd. He said a little angrily: "Stop looking for it, I'm here..." He couldn't help but curse again: "He is a group of blind men, all of them are useless." Although he was small, his voice was as loud as a bronze bell.

The soldiers of the black camp retreated like a tide, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers inside the circle, holding a spear like a great enemy, and then they found that it was a thin and small shriveled old man who was grinning there. I don’t know which soldier laughed secretly, as if he was infected, and laughed loudly, and soon burst into laughter.

"Huh... These ignorant things dare to laugh at me. Damn it, let's see who is better laughing."

Hou Pijing put his waist on his waist, pretended to put one hand beside his mouth, and opened his mouth wide: "Wow...haha...haha..." The true energy was completely transmitted with laughter. The soldiers in the black camp laughed halfway, and they could no longer laugh. This weird old man was not laughing, but was simply thundering.

The laughter seemed to be endless, and the sound became louder and louder, making the cave wall tremble. Many soldiers threw away their weapons and covered their ears with their hands tightly. Some soldiers couldn't resist and rolled on the ground with headaches.

The wall of the cave began to shatter, and stones fell to the ground. Hou Pijing stopped laughing. This was not a great mercy. He was afraid that the cave would collapse and he could not find his way in.

As soon as the laughter stopped, several officers ordered shooting almost at the same time. There were more than 700 soldiers in this big hole, all of whom were well-trained soldiers. They had just been drawn from the battlefield and were ready to suppress the rebellious prisoners of the black prison. These hundreds of spine guns and other weapons attacked at the same time, and those who were as powerful as Hou Pijing did not dare to be careless.

The soldiers who surrounded the circle and shot at Hou Pijing suddenly discovered that they were hitting a phantom. What's even more terrifying is that Hou Pijing's sudden disappearance turned them into self-shot shooting. After a burst of guns, a circle of soldiers fell down.

"Haha, I'm so stupid..." Hou Pijing stopped in the air and laughed proudly. Several soldiers were so scared that they immediately covered their ears, which made Hou Pijing laugh endlessly. The officers were furious and ordered to shoot again. The soldiers were frightened and furious, and they shot wildly, making the cave smoky and smoky, and stopped amid the officer's roar. When they looked closely, there were still figures in the air.

"I won't play anymore, let me lie down!"

Hou Pijing said coldly, and hit the ground with a palm, and the hard rocks on the ground rippled like the water surface, waving out in circles. The soldiers could not believe their eyes, and watched the ripples spread to their feet, and they exploded as soon as they touched them.

The ripples exploded as soon as they touched the soldier's feet. The rapid explosions left the soldiers with nowhere to escape and hide. They watched their companions blow into the sky, and then they were blown away.

After a long time, the roars subsided, and the soldiers in the cave lay all over the ground, crying and rolling. Hou Pijing, like Fu Shan, did not have murderous intentions. His strength was controlled just right, and all the soldiers were seriously injured, but none of them died. For them, a master of cultivation, it was difficult to have a murderous intention again, and they were unwilling to kill people easily.

Hou Pijing's thin and shriveled figure was no longer weak in the eyes of these soldiers. Now they looked at him as if he was looking at the Golden Armored God of War. This monster old man was not raised by his parents in life, so he was so powerful.

Hou Pijing walked up to a Red Armored Officer and smiled and said, "Can you tell me how to go down?" His tone was so gentle and gentle that it made people unable to believe that he was the old man who had just gotten angry. The officer didn't think his tone was gentle at all, and he was trembling as if he was talking to a demon, saying, "I...I..., I don't know..."

"What? I have bad ears, please tell me again."

The officer was so scared that he was shattered and said hurriedly: "He knows... He knows... I've just come."

Hou Pijing smiled with satisfaction, walked to a supervisor and said, "Ah, I often get lost when I walk, so I am very polite to the guide. Do you like me to be polite, or..." The supervisor shouted, "You...you...you...I want to be polite."

Hou Pijing smiled and said, "Let's go, don't lie down. As long as you take the road well, I will definitely be polite, hehe."

The passage between Nashan and Han Jin was the most dangerous. It was suppressed by the stern guns and explosive bombs of the soldiers of the Black Camp so that they could not raise their heads. There were only a few soldiers who were sticking to this passage, and they were all ready to fight to the end.

Nashan shouted: "Preparation of bomb. Lao Han, let us smash the bomb towards the wall of the hole on the side, and let the wall bounce the bomb over..."

"Good idea, I'll do it first... Give me the bomb..."

"Stop fighting, I'll come...you follow." Na Shan jumped up, raised his hand and threw out a red bomb. At the same time, he was hit by two energy light balls of spine-sting guns, and turned back and spit out a mouthful of blood. He coughed and said, "Damn it, I didn't kill me...haha..." When he looked up, he realized that the soldiers of the black camp were already very close.

Han Jin roared, blocked Nashan, faced countless spine guns, and laughed: "Old Na, let's die together. Maybe Brother Muzi will bring our souls back to our hometown... Haha..."

"I won't take your soul... I want to take a living person..." Li Qiang arrived.

Na Shan shouted with joy: "Boss, haha, Boss is here..." The feeling of survival in the desperate situation made him lose his composure. Han Jin hugged Na Shan and rolled to the side. The black camp soldiers' spine guns were all hitting the place where Na Shan was just staying. Li Qiang was furious and pointed at the black camp soldiers and shouted: "Everyone is coming to me!"

Although the soldiers of the black camp did not understand what Li Qiang said, they saw such a strange young man pointing at him arrogantly and pointing his gun at him. Li Qiang felt that the Taihao Shuai in the Nascent Soul was trembling constantly, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spew a golden light. A harsh whistle sounded, and the golden light emitted by the Taihao Shuai exploded.

Nashan felt that the golden light made people dizzy, and Han Jin shouted, "Don't look at that light..."

In the blink of an eye, all the black camp soldiers in the corridor disappeared, and the entire corridor was clean and nothing. Nashan opened his eyes and said, "Huh... where did the enemy go?" Han Jin was speechless. He didn't know where the soldiers were, but he knew that these soldiers would never have left by himself.

Li Qiang himself shivered, and he knew very well that all these black camp soldiers were turned into ashes by Taihaosuo's power. The power contained in Taihaosuo was too great and he could not control it at all. Fortunately, Na Shan and Han Jin were behind him, otherwise they would have turned into ashes like the black camp soldiers.

Li Qiang really wanted to go into the Nascent Soul to check. What was wrong with Taihao Shuo, but when he heard the roar from afar, he shook his head secretly. It was impossible to have time to use his skills to check at this time, so he had to say, "Let's go and go to the pool hall."

The commander of the black camp was stunned by the report from the voice transmission ball. Not only did the attack on the black prison go very smoothly, but some very terrifying people also came outside the mountain. The strength of these people was simply unbelievable.

The sound transmission ball rang again, and the officers in the room were sweating all over after listening to the sound transmission report.

The report said that a strange old man seriously injured more than 700 soldiers with one man's strength at the entrance of the No. 7 hole and forced a supervisor to go to the black prison. The highest commander of the black camp shouted: "How is it possible? There are elite soldiers who have just been drawn from the front line in the No. 7 hole, an old man? What is their spine gun used for..."

The officers looked at the roaring commander, all of whom were stunned, and the development of the war was beyond everyone's expectations.

Soon, the commander calmed down and ordered: "Immediately withdraw all attack troops, report to the army headquarters, and request support from the army headquarters..."

A white light flashed, and four people appeared in the room.

"Mr., it seems that there are all officers here!" Zhao Hao said in surprise.

"Haha, that's right, it's their command center, it's really a mistake." Fu Shan smiled happily.

The officers were very calm and quickly surrounded Fu Shan and pulled out their weapons to them. Hua Meiniang said, "Little sister, look at them so nervous. Do you want to see your sister's tricks? It's very beautiful." Mei Jingjing smiled and said, "Sister can't help it, it's so good."

Fu Shan had a very common headache for Hua Meiniang. Seeing that she had saved Li Qiang several times on the Tianting Star, and Hou Pijing's persuasion, he did not pursue her trouble on Mars. Hua Meiniang proudly told Fu Shan that she recognized Li Qiang as her younger brother, so she wanted to call Fu Shan the eldest brother like him, which made Fu Shan have no temper at all, and for this, Hou Pijing made him laugh for a while.

Fu Shan hurriedly stopped him and said, "Hey, do you still have to do it if I am here?" He thought to himself: The little witch wants to do it, no officers here want to live, I'll do it myself. Hua Meiniang hugged Mei Jingjing and said proudly, "Brother Fu will care about people too, hehe." Mei Jingjing couldn't help but think of Li Qiang, and said jealously: "You are so beautiful!"

Such jokes and jokes made the officers of the black camp both angry and scared. Their commander said, "I am the military commander Dede Chongmo, who are you? Why are you attacking our Tante army?"

"Haha, who are we? You are not worthy of asking. Even Mochifuno, the great protector of your country, will bow down to me when you see me. You Tante is so brave that you dare to use my brother as a slave. Humph, if my brother has anything wrong, don't blame me for destroying your country of Tante if the United Kingdom of Chining." Fu Shan said with both domineering and arrogant.

Fu Shan is indeed qualified to say such things. One of his best friends was once injured by an extremely powerful immortal. Fu Shan recruited a large group of cultivators to fight with him, forcing the immortal to escape from afar. You should know that the immortal is much higher in the cultivation level than the cultivator. After that war, Fu Shan was at its peak in the cultivation world, but Fu Shan rarely took action himself. If he wanted to do it himself, the matter would be a big deal.

These officers don’t know who he is, but everyone knows Fu Shan’s words “The Great God of Protecting the Country”. He is the great master of the Tante Kingdom and has a very noble status. The commander of the Dede Chong Mo Army said in surprise and suspicion: “Your pride is so loud… We don’t know that your brother is in the black prison, what is his name?”

After hearing Hua Meiniang's translation, Mei Jingjing rushed to say, "His name is Li Qiang! He... is he still here?" Her heart couldn't help but jump up wildly.

"It's him again! Alas, it's him again..." Dede Chongmo hated the plague god Qian Jiexing sent this time. He sighed and said, "Put away the weapons and order the team to retreat immediately. He strictly ordered that no conflicts with anyone. All responsibilities will be borne by me."

Fu Shan immediately looked at this Dede Chongmo with admiration. This guy was extraordinary. He couldn't do anything when he saw it, and immediately took the retreat to advance to preserve his strength. Fu Shan also calmed down and said, "Tell Mochifuno, the old friend Fu Shan has come to Tante Country."

Mochifno spent countless energy to win over Fu Shan, and had received Fu Shan's promise. He would come to Tante Country to take a look when he had time. When the black camp report mentioned this, Fu Shan had already left the planet. Mochifno was so angry that he didn't say a word for several days. He knew that he could no longer hold Fu Shan as the * Mountain of Tante Country.

When Li Qiang returned to the pool hall, he felt uncomfortable, anxious, and extremely tired. When he saw Li Qiang coming in, Qiao Yuhong rushed up happily and smiled happily, "Brother, you are back."

"Brother Hong..." Li Qiang suddenly staggered as if all his energy had disappeared. He was surprised, what was going on? Qiao Yuhong exclaimed: "Brother, your face looks so ugly, you... what's wrong with you?" There was a crying voice in his tone.

"I'm fine, Brother Hong... don't be nervous."

Nashan and Han Jin saw something wrong, Nashan shouted, "Old Han, stop helping me, go and support the boss, I think he is not good..." Han Jin jumped to Li Qiang's side and held him in one hand. He immediately felt his body trembling slightly. He shouted, "Papon, come here..."

Several people supported Li Qiang and helped him to the rock wall. Li Qiang lay down halfway along the rock wall, Qiao Yuhong snuggled tightly beside him, and sobbed quietly. In the black prison, Li Qiang took care of her. If there was anything unexpected happening to him, she didn't know how to face this cruel black prison. In her heart, Li Qiang was a pillar that supported her survival. If the pillar collapsed, she would collapse.

Touching Qiao Yuhong's hair, Li Qiang said softly: "Be stronger, brother wants to send you home, don't cry."

With a light "click", Lan Yun's armor fell off Li Qiang's body. He barely put away the armor. Li Qiang really didn't understand what was going on. He vaguely felt that something might be wrong with the magic weapon.

Han Jin suddenly said, "It seems to be quiet, there is no sound of explosion."

Countless prisoners suddenly surged out of each passage, and loudly cheered and jumped.

"You can go home!" "Woooo, there's finally a day to make a comeback!" "It was the immortal who saved us!" For a moment, the entire Black Prison was in full bloom.

Nanadun, Lam Fenghe, Kankanchi, Zhao Zhi and others rushed to Li Qiang. Looking at the boss Muzi, half lying on the rock wall, his face showed a strange light golden color, and everyone showed an unbelievable expression. Lam Fenghe grabbed Na Shan and shouted, "What's going on with the boss? Tell me!"

Na Shan's roar was even louder: "I don't know the fuck. If I could, I, Na, would like to die for the boss!" Tears actually flowed out of his one-eye. He had long regarded Li Qiang as a brother in his heart. Li Qiang is so angry that he is so angry that he wishes to grab something to bite a few times to relieve his heart.

Han Jin grabbed Lin Feng and said, "Na Shan doesn't know why the boss is like this. Don't worry, I just heard that there are immortals to save him. Oh, by the way, the boss said before that he has friends. Could it be those immortals?"


Chapter completed!