Chapter 107: Mysterious disciple

On the wall.
Hundreds of sectarian disciples, watching the murderous iron-blooded regiment on the earth, many people's faces are pale.
There are quite a few disciples who usually pamper themselves in the Zongmen, or occasionally go out to pick up a simple Zongmen mission.
They have seen these scenes.
There are many people, and there is already fear in the heart.
Sumo looked at the army in front of him. This time, the strength of the battle in Guanwu City was over 50,000.
However, the elite black-scale army, only 10,000 rides, the rest are all ordinary army.
Most of the troops in Guanwu City went out of the city to fight, and only a small number of troops were guarded on the tower.
At this moment, the main square of Guanwu City, Fang Xiao, also stood on the wall.
"Everyone, you are here for the time being, and when you need you, I will tell you."
Fang Xiao swept the crowd and opened his mouth.
Sumo nodded secretly, he guessed it well.
Their disciples of the four major sects come to participate in this kind of task, and within the sacred door, there will definitely be arrangements.
They will not be allowed to charge like ordinary soldiers.
If so, it is estimated that many people will die.
Everyone waited quietly, about half an hour later.
The earth gradually vibrated, and the loud noise of the rumble came and the voice grew louder and louder.
It didn't take long for a red-red light to appear in the eyes of everyone.
At the end of the earth, a large red-red radiance shines, dazzling.
It is armor and war horse.
Reddish armor.
Red-red war horse.
With the appearance of red-red light, Sumo saw that, within a dozen or so, an infinite tiger wolf division, such as red lightning, roared.
Rumble!
The earth violently vibrates and the horses hum.
The vastness of the sky, the red-red army, endless boundless, filled with suffocating gas, is the army of the Iron Forest.
The Tielin National Army is wearing red red armor and armor, marking this awkward wolf head.
In the army, a huge battle flag fluttered in the wind, and the battle flag was also a giant wolf.
Wild Wolf Legion!
The Wolf Army is also the master of the Iron Forest, and its strength is not under the Black Scales.
The soldiers who were the least repaired in the squadron of the squadron also had the same refinery and nine repairs. Most of the soldiers in the corps were masters of the spirit.
The army of the Tieling State is boundless and smashed, and it can not be seen at the end.
The number of squadrons is even greater than that of the Black Scales. There are nearly 20,000 people, and the rest of the common army has a number of four or five thousand.
The number of the army of the Tieling State is about 70,000 people, slightly better than the Tianyue side.
"The Wolf Army Corps is our enemy. If we can defeat this army, the Tielin army will be defeated!"
On the city wall, the main square of Guanwu City, Fang Xiao, looked at the red-red army in the line of sight, his face was extremely dignified.
Outside the city, the Iron Forest National Army Corps stopped at the distance between the army and the army.
With the arrival of the Iron Forest National Army, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield was extremely dignified and slaughtered.
The violent war, the murderous murder, crashed between the two armies.
Stirring the world, the sky is discolored.
"Ha ha ha...!"
Crazy laughter came from the Tielin National Army.
Immediately, a middle-aged general wearing a silver armor and a black iron face stepped out.
"Yuan Zhan, this time, my Tielin army will step on the customs of Wucheng, and drive straight into the whole country."
The middle-aged general looked at the opposite side and stared at the forefront of Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan took a giant knife with a length of two meters and heard it coldly: "Magic iron, whoever said the big words, you are a vegetarian when I am tens of thousands of troops in the sky!"
"Tie Lin's little nephews, come on, your grandfather's big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"
Yuan war is violent.
The magic iron smiled slightly and shook his head. He said: "Yuan Zhan, don't worry, why don't we come to play games first?"
"game?"
Yuan Zhan heard a word, did not know what the other party is doing, frowning asked: "What game?"
The magic iron laughed and immediately nodded to the back.
Suddenly, among the army of the Tieling State, a black man flew out and flew to the middle of the two armies.
The black man is a fifteen or six-year-old boy, carrying a long, bright knife, his face is arrogant and his eyes are sharp.
Juveniles face the tens of thousands of troops in the Tianyue country, and they don’t change their colors. They look around and hug their fists: "The foreign disciples who heard the four major ancestral gates of Tianyue came to Guanwu City, and they wanted to ask for advice. Fan."
The black boy smiles with a smile.
"In the Xia Lingwu martial arts, I will revisit the martial arts, and the disciples of the four ancestral gates of Tianyue, and the warriors who are in the spirit of the Tianyue army, can come to enlighten me!"
The words of Liangchuan, a boy in black, are extremely humble, but the expression on his face is a proud color.
The other party seems to be completely ignorant of the same-order warriors of Tianyue State.
Sumo stood on the wall and heard the words of the other party.
Xuanji sect disciple, is this to be singled out with the disciples of the four major sects?
Sumo can't help but meditate, what is the significance of their move.
Is it true that the mysterious disciples have won, and their Tieling army can win?
On the court, Yuan Zhan heard the words, but also a brow, and sneered: "It's ridiculous! Magic Iron, the two armies, you think it is not a success?"
The magic iron haha ​​smiled and said: "If Yuan General is afraid of war, I have nothing to say, but this is a shame for the reputation of the four major gates of Tianyueguo!"
The voice of the magic iron fell, and the mysterious disciple of the field, Liangchuan, shook his head disdainfully, saying: "I thought that the four major gates of the Tianyue Kingdom are the same level of power as the Xuanjizong, but they don't want to be a group of non-cholestars. !"
Liangchuan is full of disdain and his face is thick and contemptuous.
"You don't dare to fight even if I am a warrior with a strong spirit. You are the same as the garbage country, the garbage gate, the garbage disciple, and the mysterious name of my mysterious sect. It is really ridiculous!"
The words of Nagagawa completely angered the Tianyue country.
In particular, the disciples of the four major Zongmen, each with a red face, are inexhaustible.
The four major sects are the hegemons in the Tianyue Kingdom, and they are high above.
They are disciples of the four major sects. Which one is not a genius, each person has a sense of superiority.
But now, some people actually blame them for being a junk country! Garbage gates! Junk disciples!
This makes them not angry!
Yuan Zhan is also a gloomy face. He is not afraid of war. He is very clear about the personal strength of the four major disciples.
He just didn't quite understand the other's intentions, and he did not rush to agree.
He knew that it was the other party who deliberately provoked them and asked them to send people to fight.
If so, then fight!
"Hey! I have to see, what kind of tricks can you play with Tielin!"
Yuan Zhan’s heart was cold, and he immediately spoke.
At this time, slamming, a loud drink rang on the wall behind him.
"The madman of Xuanjizong, I will come to teach you the best tricks."
Finally, there are four disciples who can’t help themselves.
A blue figure, plunging down the wall, rushed to the field.