Chapter 573: Five hundred seventy eight

Chapter 573, Chapter 578: Oath
Although Taishang Elder Miyang's raid on Chixia Mountain failed, everyone felt that it was just because the support of the first Townsend was too timely. Even the coalition defense line formed by Mi Hai was only blocked for a while.
Including Mi clan's return to Nanling Beast Valley not long after, the mood was depressed, and everyone just interpreted this as the loss of failing to avenge the great-grandson.
But only Miyang knew how much he lost in the battle of Chixia Mountain.
Even if turned into the body of the tree demon, he is ultimately a human warrior, a master of nine types of sturdy boxing, with all his melee capabilities in his hands, and now
Shenmu bloodline can make him grow three heads and six arms. Even if the organ is broken, he can recover by inserting the foundation into the ground to absorb the sun's light. However, no matter how many pairs of identical arms he transforms, the familiar feeling carved into the bone marrow is no longer No more.
In addition to a pair of arms, the turbulent Mu Yi aura also consumed most of the energy, so that the power of the incarnation of Shen Liu was greatly reduced, so he was suppressed by Townsend as soon as he met.
In fact, Mi Yang had already expected it, but the pride of a century-old legend prevented him from confessing directly to the clan because he didn't know how to speak.
So when he attacked Yuxiling, he took the initiative, because he still had a little ambition in his heart. Maybe the new arms didn’t affect him so much. Even if he fell out of the top of Xiling, he wouldn’t be kicked down the mountain. Top.
Maybe Townsend was able to suppress him last time but only took advantage of the sneak attack and the first move, and the anger made him play a twelve-point level.
People are always lucky, even if they are as strong as Miyang, so he is eager to fight again with Townsend in a fair way and take a look at his true level.
As a result, it failed miserably.
In front of the original Wuzong and the coalition forces, the century-old Xiling legend was completely destroyed.
Hate it? After all, I hate it, but Miyang knows that this can't blame anyone. Maybe in more than ten or two decades, he will be able to repair these new arms like old arms, and the lost Mu Yi's aura can also accumulate back to the peak. But now he finally fell out of Xiling's strongest sequence, and this matter must be told to the first Mi Hai.
Therefore, he did not conceal the slightest amount of concealment, and revealed his own changes and without concealment, as if telling other people's stories.
A story of an old fool who lost everything because of carelessness.
This may be the most shocking day for Mi Hai in more than ten years, so that the first person in a martial arts hall with no expression of joy and anger has his pupils dilated at the moment, and his mouth is open unconsciously without knowing it.
When he heard that the elder Taishang was calculated by a 15-year-old boy, the first feeling he gave birth to was not anger or regret, but fear.
Mi's must win, and Tang Luo must die.
"Elder Tai, since your arms have a problem, I will come to the confrontation with Tang Sen in the future. You can just attack the other Wuzongs of the Tang clan with the incarnation of Shenliu." The first Mi Hai has made up his mind to speed up the coalition forces. The advancing speed is fast, and the first stop is to win Yuxiling.
And the second step was to assassinate Tang Luo at all costs.
Mi Hai walked out of the room of the elder Taishang and kept coming to a quiet room in the stronghold, writing a secret letter and passing it to the Hui clan.
A dangerous and delightful light flashed in Mi Hai's eyes. That one had already lurked in the North Mountain. He only needed to find an opportunity to kill this peerless arrogant in the cradle.
No matter how dazzling a genius, if you die, you die. This is fate!
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Beishan, Xiangyun Valley, Wutang
When a piano girl sang Jin Ge and Iron Horse, she was still very heroic, the wonderful feeling of contrast can arouse the ambitions of the warriors.
After the Shenwu Army commander Tang Yi listened to Zhao's toasts, he picked up the wine bowl and stood up. The courageous spirit two meters away suddenly attracted everyone's attention, even Zhao Lingyan, who was about to end up, was shocked. Leaving the place, curiosity exuded in his eyes.
He shouted at the crowd: "The wind, fury and snow are rampant, the spiritual skills pierce the sky and the sky is sharp, and the tricks are screaming in the sky. Brothers in the calling clan, the battlefield is ahead!"
The rough and majestic voice seems to make people be on the battlefield of Yuxiling, surrounded by the whistling of spiritual skills and combined attacks, I can't wait to put on the spirit armor and go up to fight.
More than a dozen Wu Zongs stood up holding their wine bowls. As long as Tang Yi gave an order, they wanted to rush to the battlefield immediately, with great momentum.
"Brothers to respect!" Tang Yi, the commander of Xiongwu, looked at the group of old men who stood up and drank the strong alcohol in their hands. With a loud "Boom", he smashed the dry bowl to pieces.
Seeing the heroic appearance of Tang Yi smashing the wine bowl in his hand, the Wu Zongs also learned a lot, drank the spirits in the bowl and smashed the wine bowl.
The commander Tang Yi smiled, reached out and picked up another bowl of spirits on the table, and shouted again: "The enemy and I are in armor, and the eyebrows are cold against the world. Who is the expert to kill? The clan brothers, call to fight with me. !"
"Brothers are here!" Several Wu Zongs stood up with their wine bowls, and drank the spirits together with Tang Yi.
After making a string of broken bowls, everyone looked at each other and laughed wildly.
Tang Yi held up a third bowl of wine again: "One sword and a thousand troops are shattered, the enemy is and charming, what's the sin for a hundred corpses? Brothers of the clan, return in triumph and get drunk again!"
As Zongzheng Tang Zu stood up, everyone in the Zhuangxing Banquet stood up and shouted towards Tang Yishan: "Leadership of Wuyun!"
"Drink wins!" Tang Yi drew three bowls of spirits, and after three oaths, the glamour of this grand feast was completely gone. Even if there was a beauty like Zhao Lingyan on the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on On the main table.
All above are the real elites of the Tang family, and the real backbone of the Tang family’s current dynasty. Zongzheng Lord Tang Zu, Shenwu Army commander Tang Yi, Mishu Pavilion Lao Tang Hongtao, Three Elder Tang Zhenghao, and more
Everyone could see clearly that there seemed to be two incredible little ghosts on the main table.
The male one seems to be the second son of Mori's first, but the female one makes people scratch their heads. Didn't it mean that the first eldest daughter is only six years old this year?
The hands of Xiaozheng Tai who were holding the wine bowl were shaking. This was his first time attending such a grand event. He was also arranged at the main table. His head is blank up to now.
He was like this, not to mention Tang Zhen. The two people who came to the meeting room early to wait for the banquet were shocked when they saw Zong Zheng sitting down.
Obviously it was an appointment to watch the song and dance performance, how could he sit at the same table with a group of big guys, even if Tang Xing was bold enough, he would not dare to be presumptuous in front of Zong.
Therefore, since the opening of the banquet, the two of them have a socialist well-behaved expression and sitting posture. It is not until now that they stand up and stand up, they are not discovered by everyone.
(End of this chapter)