Chapter 1453: Wash your neck and wait!

"Brother Daoling!" Gu Tianning's expression changed drastically, and he rushed up, trying to step forward to support Zhang Daoling who was covered in blood.
Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said, "Why don't it matter!"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan and others with a dumbfounded face, and said with a hoarse voice: "Friend Wang Daoling, the old man won this battle."
Wang Wenshan's face was black like the bottom of a pot. He couldn't even dream that Zhang Daoling could not be killed like this. This old guy's life is too hard, right?
You must know that they spent a huge price to deal with Zhang Daoling, do not want to be escaped by the other party.
In addition to Wang Wenshan, the two great cultivators of the late Yuanying stage were also earthy, and they knew the power of the blow that the corpse demon exploded just now. Zhang Daoling can follow such a perverted attack, and his strength can be imagined!
Although there are three great cultivators of Yuanying stage on the east side of the army, it is unfathomable that Zhang Daoling alone can defeat two cultivators of Yuanying stage.
Before Wang Wenshan could speak, Old Demon Fengyue jumped into thunder, and pointed at Wang Wenshan angrily, and shouted, "You are cheating, this is not a fair duel at all. How can anyone blew up when they came up?"
"Huh, what I said before is so high-sounding, I think it is you Donglin people who are insidious and cunning!" Gu Tianning also couldn't contain the resentment in his heart, and roared.
"It's basic common sense to not blew yourself up during a battle!"
"It's really shameless to hurt our leader in this despicable way!"
The cultivators of the Yuan Ying period in front of the Beilu formation were filled with righteous indignation and shouted.
Wang Wenshan shouted with contempt: "Don't talk nonsense! The cultivator we sent out has been destroyed by Daoyou Zhang, and only Yuan Ying is left. Since there is no Yuan Ying blew himself up, why did it come from the explosion?
The bald old man on the Kuang Lei Feng Sculpture also added fuel and jealousy and said: "Yes, this is a normal duel, and there is no rule that Skyfire Thunder Orbs cannot be used in duel."
"You guys!" Old Fengyue devilish eyes fired, but there was no evidence to refute.
Indeed, no cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage could practice the art of self-detonation, that was pure suicide.
The corpse demon is refined by a special method, and can use the monk's soul as a spirit. But the Nascent Infant who served as the corpse demon had long been refined, lost his memory, and was also given a forbidden magic technique, like a walking corpse.
So after the corpse demon's body exploded, the soul infant could still be preserved, but the soul infant would perish within a few days.
Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan indifferently, and asked, "Friend Wang Daoling, the old man won this battle, right?"
Wang Wenshan's old face twitched slightly, and said coldly, "You win!"
In the center of the battlefield, the dull-looking Yuan Ying villain, under the order of Wang Wenshan, also flew back to the eastern army formation.
"In that case, we Hokuri monks won the match today. According to the rules of the mainland, the winner of the three battles and two winners is the victor. The second battle will start tomorrow!" Zhang Daoling said in a deep voice.
Wang Wenshan stared at Zhang Daoling stubbornly, thinking about the pros and cons in his head, and did not respond temporarily.
"Brother Wang, why do we need to act according to pedantic rules? The surname Zhang is very weak and definitely suffered a very serious injury! If we take advantage of this time to kill him, it will be a breeze!" The brawny man on the cart A sound transmission was sent towards Wang Wenshan.
"Yeah, as long as you kill Zhang Daoling, this tricky guy, there will be only one ladyboy who is neither male nor female in Beilu. It is not at all to be afraid of the late Yuan Ying. We are directly crushed by the army from the east, the group of Beilu The rabble will definitely not be able to resist our offensive!" The bald old man on the Kuang Lei Feng Sculpture also said through voice.
Wang Wenshan frowned. He was thinking about this issue just now. Would he like to take advantage of Zhang Daoling's serious injury and take the opportunity to swarm him and kill him?
In this way, the two armies will definitely not be able to avoid a head-on conflict! Although Wang Wenshan is sure of winning, he still has a lot of scruples.
After all, the Yunjian Continent is too vast, and the army on the east has just occupied the south, and its foundation is unstable.
Wang Wenshan considered that if he really didn't play the game and went to fight with Beilu, he would definitely lose a lot.
At that time, even if the eastern cultivator forces can occupy the entire Yunjian Continent, they will be in a state of malaise for a long time.
The Demon Race of the Gale Mainland to the south of the mainland often has friction with the people of Donglin. If the Demon Race of the Gale Mainland takes advantage of the void, then the people of Donglin will face a dangerous situation of internal and external troubles in the future.
After thinking twice, Wang Wenshan still dare not gamble. It is safe to defeat the army of Hokuriku monks in a duel.
Thinking that Zhang Daoling suffered such a serious injury, it would be difficult to recover in every three to five years. The battle lasted only a few days, Zhang Daoling's combat effectiveness was basically zero, and the next two battles would definitely not be able to fight.
Without a Zhang Daoling, in the next two battles, they will definitely be able to sling the monks in Yunjian Beilu.
Wang Wenshan glanced at Zhang Daoling and snorted coldly: "Okay, today you have won, and tomorrow's second battle is not as simple as today. Every fellow Daoist from Hokuriku, wash my neck and wait!"
After finishing talking, Wang Wenshan twisted his hair and issued a military order: "Let the army come to the east, withdraw to the border!"
The sound is like thunder, spreading thousands of miles.
The black army on the east began to retreat.
The cultivators of the Yuan Ying period before the Beilu Front were relieved.
Shen Lang also squeezed sweat in his palms. But having said that, he had just suspected that the Eastern Front Army would really tear his face and storm over, after all, the rules of engagement could not restrict it.
Unexpectedly, the Eastern Front Army would obey the rules of the war obediently. Maybe the opponent had its own plans.
Zhang Daoling let out a sigh of relief after seeing the eastward army completely withdrawn.
It may be that the injury was too serious, and his whole body was teetering in the air and almost fell down.
Gu Tianning and Old Demon Feng Yue rushed up and helped Zhang Daoling up.
"Brother Daoling, how is your body feeling?" Gu Tianning asked worriedly.
Zhang Daoling's face was pale, obviously hurting his vitality. He shook his head and sighed: "I don't want Donglin people to do such a trick. For the next two bursts, the old man can only do his best!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Nascent Soul monks in Hokuriku sank.
Zhang Daoling must have been seriously injured, otherwise it would be impossible to say such a thing.
This is cheating.
Tomorrow is the second battle, and Zhang Daoling has no time even if he wants to recover from his injuries.
It is worth mentioning that the second battle is a team battle, that is, the two sides dispatched five early Yuanying monks, three middle Yuanying monks, and two late Yuanying monks.
The third battle is a melee.
Both sides sent 20 Nascent Soul cultivators to fight with 2,000 high-ranking cultivators in the Alchemy Period!
If the first battle is just a warm-up, then the second battle is a contest, and the third battle is the real fight.