Chapter 407: 1 battle to the king (3)

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In front of the battlefield, the wrestling is killing, from sunset to the dawn.
Above the top of the mountain, the board is smoky, and the battle is all night. At this moment, the blog post is already red-eyed, staring at the chessboard, crying silently, but without the power and interest of swearing.
Above the board, the four corners of the battle are fixed, the four corners of the battle, the blog post actually fell into a real place, the general trend is not saved.
Losing the ground and losing power, the defeat has been set.
With the power of the blog, but also unable to return to heaven.
Above the battlefield, the battles were continuous and the war was on fire.
However, after a night, Qingyunmen did not know, and lost defeat.
In each battle, both sides have monks and fallen, but every battle, Qingyunmen fallen monks are more than double the other side, overnight, unconsciously, Qingyunmen net loss of more than 800 combat forces, the war situation has shown great disadvantage.
The number of monks in the two sides was roughly the same. Qingyunmen even had a slight advantage. It could be a night of fighting. It is already a strong and weak position.
One night, every battle, Shen Yu is full of confidence, of course, there will always be some leaks from time to time, like a thousand miles of embankment collapsed in the ant hole, small problems caused by a big disaster, accumulated, the defeat is already lost Do not underestimate.
Sinking is still not convinced, and the war is still arrogant.
Once again, he turned around and looked at the Qingyunmen, but suddenly realized that the monks looked at their own eyes, all of which were dodge colors, full of doubt and distrust, and the fan shook, pointing to the battle, sinking Command again: "Come on again, speed up."
I want to add the power that has just lost the fall. Fight again.
This time. The accused monk did not immediately add up. Instead, I looked at the leaders in front.
On the face of the rising sun sword Peng Lin Founder, there was a lot of dissatisfaction, and finally could not help but say: "Enough."
Sinking and laughing, "How?? Rising Sun brother, your disciple of Rising Sun, I can't move the command of the Bailing Sword? This is not reasonable."
On the face of Peng Lin Founder, he looked cold and said coldly: "Sinking, the way you fight. It looks like a fancy, but look at it yourself. After this night of battle, how many monks did you lose to Qingyunmen?" How much combat power do you think, how many monks in Qingyunmen can you spend?"
Shen Yan smiled: "Rising Sun brother, you don't think that my battle law is not getting more and more handy, more and more familiar, the gap between the battles is getting smaller and smaller? I am attached to the Qingyunmen ancestral gate 10,000. As long as I have a good battle, I have to build a base monk. Why then?"
In the Qingyunmen array, suddenly a little stunned.
The Rising Sun sword will definitely look at Shen Yu, and said leisurely: "The erect, the blog post said that it is good, Er Naizi, the lack of and the plot."
Sinking and laughing, the fan pointed out one finger and pointed to another direction: "You come up, speed up the battlefield", this time, it is pointing to the direction of the monk team led by Cai Yunfeng and Sun Hao's sisters.
The monks looked at Song Xiaoli and did not respond.
Shen Brow's brow: "Song Shijie, how? Cai Yunfeng's disciple, can I still command?"
Opposite, Yang Zhangliang has already laughed, and the silver hair dances in the morning sun with laughter, so it’s not awkward.
Song Xiaoli looked at Shen Yu and said indifferently: "Sun Shidi gave you two suggestions on the same day. One is that you can't be greedy, and you are not greedy. The second is to let you treat you the same. These two points, you can do it?"
Sinking is also a sun: "Sun Hao said it must be right? Song sister, you are not mistaken? Let me listen to him, it is funny."
Song Xiaoli said calmly: "The erect, the blog post said it was good, and Er Nai was upright, and it was not enough."
Even after eating two closed doors, Shen Yu is already a little angry, looking at the position of the monk where Liang Dingjie is. Liang Dingjie looked bitter and the two of them dared to sink. He didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, but finally he was biting his head, and he ordered a hundred monks to add to the battle.
Sinking face Yang Zhangliang, once again, the spirit of the wind, a big drink: "Lu Fan, we come again, in the first few games, you have a certain advantage, but you also saw that your advantage has become smaller, then this field At the beginning, it’s my turn to be indulged, and I’m in the line...

On the face of Yang Zhangliang, there was a light smile, and he learned Song Xiaoli's tone. He whispered in a whisper: "Er Naozi, lacking and seeking, Er Naizi, lacking and seeking..."
The sorrow was so angry that the fan of the hand swayed and attacked the army.
The blog post looks at Sun Hao, and he has not settled down. He said in his mouth: "After all, there are different games in the battlefield. If you play against it, the progress will not be small. This battle may really win."
Sun Hao sighed and took out a piece of chess. The sound of "啪" fell on the chessboard: "If it is me, it will fall here, you can strike it with all your strength, or you will win, and you will be a brother."
Then, Sun Hao put away the piece and slammed it, and put the piece in another position: "If I fall here, I can win, and I can annihilate half of the Bowen brother."
After waiting for the blog post to talk, Sun Hao picked up the piece again, and the "啪" sound fell on the board: "Here, I can win the blog, so that the blogger brother will not lose too ugly."
The blog post looked at the three positions on the chessboard. He asked the opening: "Agarwood, you mean, this is the Mozong must win, but why are there three kinds of winning methods? Why do you solve this?"
"I don't know the agarwood, I can win it." Sun Hao said with a light smile on his face. He said slowly: "Knowing the incense and avoiding it, you can win it; if you know the incense, you can't win it."
Bowen is silent.
After a long time, Bowen understood a little, slowly nodded, and said leisurely: "Baowen understands."
After the battle, the battles in the imaginary did not happen. Under the fierce battle, the indulgence changed three times. Although the array was familiar, many times, this time, it was defeated again.
The tragic situation, even the first time, five hundred monks, actually fell more than 200, in the battle, is also a dumpling, the Qingyunmen monk who fell.
At this time, more than 10,000 monks in Qingyunmen have already gone to one, and the defeat has begun.
The forehead's forehead squirted a thin sweat, and stretched out a hand, and Shen Shen was unwilling to look at his own big array.
In the direction of the big array, it is the monk of the peak of his falling Xiafeng. Shen Shen’s heart estimates that at this moment, it is estimated that only the monk of this peak can command himself.
According to the fan, the Xiafeng monk looked at the sunset sword Huang Minghuang.
Huang Minghuang nodded slightly, but the fallen Xiafeng monks did not want to, but eventually they quickly came out more than two hundred, and they fought for battle.
Bowen looked at Sun Hao and tried to ask: "Is this a victory?"
Sun Hao nodded, and the chess pieces of the half of the blog were suddenly in jeopardy.
Bowen has been holding down for a long time, and there seems to be tears: "The defeat has been fixed?"
Sun Hao shook his head and waved his hand. He stroked it on the board. The black and white two-color chess pieces on the board were turned into two long dragons. They flew into the chess box in front of them. Sun Hao looked at the chessboard without a son. Only smiled and said: "The war situation is afraid of change, the battlefield will enter the second stage."
Bowen looks to the battlefield.
On the battlefield, Qingyunmen took over, and then battled the magic repairs. After sinking into two battles, Zhang Liang seized a loophole and saw that the battlefield was broken.
At this time, Huang Minghuang shouted: "Hands."
With his loud drink, within the Qingyunmen, there were nearly 10,000 monks, and Qi Qi forwarded the charge.
At this moment, the Rising Sun sword, Song Xiaoli or the action is very tacit, one left and one right, led the band of monks Qi Qi to kill the front.
And Huang Minghuang is a sword like a meteor, the speed is very fast, masculine opposite the fan Yang Zhangliang.
Qingyunmen's actions are uniform and quick, but they have been connected in series. As Sun Hao said, the battlefield entered the second stage, and the battlefield battle evolved into a battlefield melee.
The foundation-based monk, even if it is a perfect monk who builds a foundation, the limits of the gods, and the battlefields that can be manipulated, are more than five hundred monks. More than this number is quite difficult.
And the five hundred monks, once faced with the siege of the people, will be quite difficult, which is one of the reasons why the battle of the law has not been popular in the battlefield.
That is to say, the last time the total number of monks in Gangu Ridge was not much, and Sun Hao battled and fought, which made the two sides realize the great significance of the battlefield for small-scale battles.
No, this battle, the battlefield has become the appetizer and prelude of the decisive battle.
Now, the battlefield is unfavorable to the game, knowing that their battle strategists have a big gap with the other side. Qingyunmen is no longer dead, and is the first to attack, to sneak into the nest, and to split into three lines and attack the five elements.
In other words, I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, I am afraid that the goods are better than the goods.
Even if it is indulged in blowing, even if it is indulged in family life, but this battle, the enemy silver issued Zhang Liang, defeated the loss, the name of a erect, afraid of not leaving.
As long as the Qingyunmen monk saw Zhang Liang’s silver-white long hair ~EbookFREE.me~, he could not help but think that his long hair was forced by Bai Wensheng.
Bowen played against Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang vomited blood and battled, and white-headed; Shen Yu played against Zhang Liang, fighting all night, defeated and lost.
It’s good and bad, at a glance.
In addition, the Rising Sun Sword and the Flying Phoenix Sword also yelled at the "right". I was afraid that the name of the erected scorpion would have been worn for a while.
Qingyunmen took the lead in launching the attack, and Shen Yan’s face was relieved. The Qingyunmen monk was launched very timely, but it avoided the loss of his Xiafeng Fengfeng monk.
But at the same time, Shen Yan’s face also has a faint flush. He is not stupid, and he knows himself. This time, Qingyunmen’s attack is to declare that he is really defeated by Zhang Liang’s hand.
In this battle, Qingyunmen won, and will fully bring out his incompetence.
In this battle, Qingyunmen was defeated, and he would be reluctant to blame.
At this moment, Shen Min’s heart is faintly regretted. (To be continued.)