Chapter 231 Little Tuoba Lang is fierce and fierce, Xu Fengnian fights the devil (1

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Chapter 231 Little Tuoba Lang is fierce and fierce. Xu Fengnian fights the devil hard.

Hearing the name Li Dangxin, the young man’s eyes turned red. He reached out and gently held the little bird. He suddenly exerted force. The falcon in the air was suddenly covered in blood and could not die. He gritted his teeth and said, “Everything should be killed!” 』

After Xu Fengnian drank a big bowl of wine and ate a large piece of meat, he lowered his head and walked out of the tent, and Hu Yan Guanyin followed behind him.

Xu Fengnian slowly walked up to a small earthbow. In addition to the girl, she also sneakedly followed the old patriarch’s grandson from afar, as if her nickname was A Baoji.

Xu Fengnian looked at the sunset and suddenly narrowed her eyes.

A yellow eagle that was originally wandering and circling wailed continuously, swept across the sky and fell.

A hundred miles northeastward direction, the yellow eagle fell to the ground.

There is a little bird with its claws like an iron hook, nailed into the eagle’s back.

I only heard that eagles were catching birds, and there were even birds riding eagles in the world.

The extraordinary bird of divine bird flew to the shoulders of a young man with a sword and a knife hanging on his left waist, and the sound was crisp.

There were two entourages standing beside the young man with fox fur and wolf hat. A middle-aged man was as strong as a lion and a loud voice. “Young master, you have killed no less than 600 people and 4,000 bisons along the way. Have you ever had fun?”

Another old man in a brocade robe said sinisterly: “The top ten demons, except for you and me, they are slaves to the little master, but none of them are seen, how can they enjoy the fun?”

The young man sneered, exuding a strong smell of blood, and stretched out his hand to tease the little bird on his shoulder, and said, “The devil is actually boring to kill. Killing that Buddhist saint is exciting.”

The old man who claimed to be a figure in the Northern Mang Demonic Taoism nodded and said, “The monk Nagarjuna from the Liangzen Temple is said to be the master of the white-clothed monk Li Dangxin. Hearing the name Li Dangxin, the young man’s eyes turned red, and he reached out to hold the little bird gently, and suddenly exerted force. The bird of the falcon in the air was suddenly bloody and could not die anymore. He was covered in blood and gritted his teeth and said, “It should be killed!”

The young man in the fox fur fur hat threw away the eagle-catching bird, twisted his thumb and index finger, then placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and wiped it lightly on the fox fur. Obviously, he has a scheming and cruel personality.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: “Although the old bald donkey of Nagarjuna is a saint, he is a person in the three religions. The realm of the realm is too watery and cannot be accurate. In the first grade and fourth realm, this dynasty has collected more than 30 people in the martial arts list. It is probably only these people in the world who can get into the eyes of the young master. Although there are differences in the size of the Vajra Realm, it is the supreme ability to be beaten. When it comes to killing people, I am afraid that not to mention the demonic people like me and my brother, even compared with the Confucian and Taoist sects. These two bald donkeys of Zen temples are most suitable as the little master’s knife training stake, and they chop eight hundred and one thousand knives in one go, so as to verify whether the Buddha is really gold.Indestructible. “

The old man in the brocade robe sneered: “Duanboerhehe, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? A saint is a saint. How could he be so easily broken by the golden body? Be careful not to eat mutton and only make you fishy. You and I know each other well. Besides, no matter how good the young master is, he is not twenty years old. He still cannot get into the King Kong when he collided with the cows and fought along the way. But the three of us went to intercept the monk Nagarjuna and could get benefits.”

The man sneered: “What’s the difficulty? It’s a secret that the old bald donkey entered our court. You can ask the young master to find a few big men to be vigilant, summon one or two thousand cavalry, and use wheel battles to crush the old bald donkey to death. At that time, the young master cut off his head and will be the only hero who killed the land gods today. Who dares not surrender?”

The old man said disdainfully: “If a saint wants to leave and avoid fighting, even if he holds one or two thousand cavalry, he will be able to catch up.”

The middle-aged strong man crossed his hands and his fingers, and his joints were crackling, and he smiled sinisterly: “The old bald donkey eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha’s name with compassion. At that time, we threaten the lives of hundreds of herders. If he dares to escape, kill one person with one step, see how many steps he can escape, hundreds of people died because of his cowardly battle. If it is spread, the old bald donkey of Longshu is a fart holy monk. What kind of face does he have to go and teach the Dharma to me to the national teacher Qilin Zhenren. “

The old man with Jinba surnamed Tuoba looked as soft as a water snake, which made people feel uncomfortable all over. The strong middle-aged man looked obviously more righteous, but the latter was more flattering, which was in line with the identity of the evil servants.

The young man raised his hand to stop the cold sarcastic words that were about to blurt out by the subordinates of Jinba. He took off a black iron plate from his waist and ordered: “Hehe, go to the nearby tents to pass on my orders. He gathered 1,200 string control cavalry in three days, and then he would meet in Huangying Valley to intercept the monks of Nagarjuna. Who dares not to obey? I will allow you to take action first and then report. I will not believe that there are eagles on the grassland that are not afraid of me. “

Duanboerhehe took the order away.

The two of the top ten demons willingly became slaves, the Beimang Dynasty had no branches except the royal family and the young people.

The standard raging sword and a famous sword hung cross-hanging on the same side. The young man in the fox fur and wolf hat fell into deep thought. This time he left home, in addition to being angry that his father was unwilling to let him lead his troops to the border of Gusai Prefecture, he also had the intention of honing his martial arts. His father obviously relied on his brilliant military achievements to the royal court, but he actually valued the elder brother who read the Central Plains scriptures for many years and favored one over the other, which really annoyed him. However, although he did not like the elder brother. However, his brotherly feelings have never been weak, especially in recent years, he has caused countless troubles, and he has been dealing with the elder brother who is kind to others in everything. He is willing to rebel against many Yelu and Murong children. He is still very grateful for this, especially at the beginning of the year when the fox sister-in-law took the initiative to hook up with him, and even his father was furious. He would have to sack his martial arts without listening to the explanation. It was still the elder brother who calmed down his father’s anger, and the brothers talked to each other afterwards.He pulled up the woman who was nominally his sister-in-law and smiled and said that he was sick and would die sooner or later. It is natural for him to die from his brother and marry his sister-in-law. Looking at the gentleness of his elder brother and the shame of the woman, even the sinister and cold-blooded nature of his father, I was moved. I remember that when I was young, my father still had no military achievements. The two brothers depended on each other for their own sake. It was indeed the elder brother who was like his father, and he had never been bullied by his clan members at all.

The pride of heaven on the grassland and desert murmured: “As long as you live to be forty years old and don’t fight with me, I will always regard you as your brother.”