In an instant, the situation reversed again.
Everyone's hearts were in suspense and couldn't calm down.
I don't know who murmured this question.
"Where did Two go?"
Gu Ren clenched his fists in his sleeves, suppressing the urge to run over to find the phantom - it was obvious that the phantom dressed as the high priest of the Gongxi tribe had a close relationship with Chen Tang. Finding Chen Tang was equivalent to grasping the clue.
He forced himself to sit back and answered casually: "Do you think Mr. Shen looks like a normal person now? If his mind is like that of a child, it is normal for him to lose count."
Allied Forces: “…”
Does Mr. Shen really not know how to count
Or is he deliberately teasing Jiang Ao
Gu Ren emphasized his tone and asked, "What else?"
How could a child have any bad intentions
Wu Xian also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Jiang Ao's attack really landed, although he would not die, the coalition forces would inevitably be humiliated and their morale would plummet, making it even more difficult to win this battle. Chen Tang's appearance and serious injury were beyond his expectations, but what was even more unexpected was his amazing performance afterwards. At the same time, he also completely understood what Qin Li was afraid of - his brother Shen had grown up!
Chen Tang didn't care about the little thoughts of the coalition forces.
She and Jiang Ao played a ghost-catching game on the battlefield.
One-sided -
He ran, she chased, and he couldn't escape even if he had wings.
In every sense, it is impossible to escape.
Jiang Ao didn't know why Chen Tang had changed like this, but he knew that the other party did have the ability to take his life at this time.
Previously, he had been so arrogant as to attack the coalition camp directly, and in addition to the battle with Chen Tang and Shao Chong, his martial energy reserves had been consumed by 70% to 80%. Although at this level of strength, he could automatically absorb the energy of heaven and earth when breathing to restore his martial energy, but facing Chen Tang who had inexplicably recovered to his full strength, he was in a very dangerous situation.
Jiang Ao gathered all his strength and rushed towards him in a stream of light. Seeing that he was about to be safe, Chen Tang, who was chasing him slowly, hummed softly and swung out the Motherly Sword in his hand: "Starry sky!"
The crisscrossing words instantly covered half of the battlefield.
Looking down from the sky, it was a huge chessboard. There were quite a few scholars from both sides of the battle, and their positions were large and small, overlapping each other, but in terms of scale, none of them could compare to Chen Tang's.
"Jiang Ao, you are lost and you will return!"
A giant scroll made of literary energy was suspended in midair and quickly unfolded in front of Jiang Ao. Jiang Ao's reaction was quick, but the inertia was too great, and a black and white vortex appeared on the scroll, sucking him in with a strong suction force.
The last breath was swallowed up by the scroll.
The next moment he fell from mid-air and met Chen Tang's eyes.
The more innocent the boy's smile was, the more amazing the sword energy he swung out was. The target of the sword energy that was dozens of feet long was him!
Jiang Ao is indeed a brave warrior who has experienced many battles.
Even though he was caught off guard, he was able to respond in time, his martial energy bursting out, borrowing the sword energy to attack, and using the skill of using only a little force to move a large object to reduce the direct damage to the minimum. His center of gravity sank, and he ran away without looking back, like a thousand pounds falling to the ground.
The result is naturally no different.
The scroll was only aimed at Jiang Ao. No matter which direction he ran, he would return to Chen Tang, just like "a ghost wall".
Looking at Chen Tang's playful eyes, Jiang Ao hardened his heart!
"Help me, all the troops!"
As soon as the words came out, the nearest legion responded.
With Jiang Ao as the center, the army was frantically absorbing the morale gathered above its head, and its martial energy was recovering at an astonishing speed. Compared with self-recovery, this thing was faster than fast charging. However, the disadvantages were also obvious. This battle formation that lost its morale would become the weakest flaw on the battlefield, and it would be very easy for the enemy to seize the gap and then break through it with a point and tear open a hole!
But, would Jiang Ao worry about these
Of course not.
He didn't care about the life or death of these soldiers.
Compared with him, a 16th-rank Great Master, they were as worthless as grass. It would be their honor to sacrifice themselves to help him. The Dan Mansion was filled again, and Jiang Ao felt that he was able to do it again, and he started shaking again. Chen Tang watched him perform quietly.
"I got you."
"But it's a pity to kill you like this."
She opened her almond-shaped eyes which naturally held some innocence.
"No one played with Youli before, and Youli was so bored. But you are different, old bastard, so Youli likes you very much. Youli has decided—" She raised her hand and hooked her fingers, and the Kind Mother Sword instantly flew to her palm, and she was at ease under Jiang Ao's attack, "Let's play another game. I ask, you answer. If you answer wrong or don't answer, you will be stabbed!"
This is the treatment only her "friends" can get.
"First question, old bastard, please listen carefully—"
"What's Dad's dad's name?"
How could Jiang Ao answer Chen Tang's question
So, when the countdown ended for her answer, Chen Tang said happily, “If you answer wrong, the old bastard will be punished!”
Jiang Ao thought that he could just dodge or block the sword that Chen Tang mentioned. But when he dodged for a while, a blood flower suddenly appeared on his shoulder. There was an extremely narrow sword mark on the shoulder armor, and blood flowed out along the crack.
"The answer to the first question is Grandpa."
"Second question, listen carefully, old bastard—"
"Is Makkabaka a man or a woman?"
Jiang Ao's face was grim, and he struck the ground with the heavy sword in his hand. The half-zhang-wide sword energy was like a shark's dorsal fin, slashing towards Chen Tang, and the ground beneath his feet cracked to both sides. Chen Tang also swung his sword to counterattack, and the two equally powerful sword energies collided head-on in the middle.
Boom—
The half-zhang-wide crack in the ground expanded outward again.
The result of the sword energy struggle was decided in an instant. Chen Tang's sword energy was superior after all, and he rushed towards Jiang Ao without slowing down.
He gave up on resisting head-on, and spun in the air to avoid the path of the sword energy, and charged towards Chen Tang, leaving the soldiers' screams behind him.
Chen Tang said regretfully: "Wrong answer, the answer is male."
She raised her hand and faced Jiang Ao.
The gusts of wind swept the flying sand in all directions.
"The third question: Xiang Gu was hit by Cheng Zi on the road. Xiang Gu was furious and asked Cheng Zi to die. Cheng Zi died. Why did this happen? This is also the last question. If you still can't answer it, just stay with Cheng Zi!"
Chen Tang gathered strength in his palm and blasted it away, sending it flying and rolling backwards.
How could Jiang Ao answer this
"Three! Two! One!"
Jiang Ao steadied himself and was about to fight again when he discovered with a cold sweat that Chen Tang's "one" was coming from behind him. The blade of a large sickle hooked at his neck from behind, and the breath of death flowed into his brain from the blade against his neck.
Chen Tang narrowed his eyes slightly and decisively withdrew his strength.
The sickle cut through the armor of the neck, as easily as cutting tofu with a knife. After the neck was broken, the human skin underneath was emitting heat. When a column of blood gushed out from the bowl-sized scar, a head fell to the ground and rolled several times, but that head was not Jiang Ao's.
Chen Tang held up the bloodstained scythe and turned to look in the direction of the enemy. She looked across the crowds of people and saw Jiang Ao, who was supposed to be beheaded by her, being supported by two of his personal soldiers. There was a very long cut on his neck where his helmet was connected.
He was almost dead.
There was also a middle-aged scholar standing next to Jiang Ao.
The latter also noticed Chen Tang's gaze and glanced over. Chen Tang smiled at him and made a beheading gesture with his sickle.
The middle-aged scribe was indifferent to her threats.
Jiang Ao's self-esteem was greatly challenged.
Although he was rescued, he still remembered the feeling of that moment clearly in his mind, as if the person standing behind him was not Chen Tang but the devil who wanted to take his life. He raised his hand and touched Dun's neck. The obvious gap on his neck made him sweat coldly on his back, and he was terrified.
He gritted his teeth in anger and said, "You bastard!"
He actually made him lose face like this. Thinking of the second half of the battle with Chen Tang, when he was in a state of embarrassment, a strong hatred surged in his heart. His eyes were fierce and vicious. This humiliation must be washed away with the other party's head!
The middle-aged scholar stared and said, "The general was careless."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Ao gave him a murderous look.
"Why do you have the right to speak here?"
The middle-aged scholar's eyes remained calm.
He didn't seem surprised by Jiang Ao's vengeful reaction.
Jiang Ao turned his head and whispered to himself, or to the middle-aged scholar: "Humph, let him be arrogant for a few days... Next time, I'll use that bastard's head as a sacrifice!"
The middle-aged scholar said, “That’s Chen Tang.”
The battlefield was in chaos and Jiang Ao didn't hear clearly.
"What?"
The middle-aged scholar reminded him: "The young man who caused the general to suffer is called Chen Tang, the governor of Longwu County, and one of the allied forces."
Jiang Ao's face trembled and twitched violently several times.
He panted heavily, his cheeks tensed, his back teeth grinding, chewing the name over and over again: "Chen Tang."
Keep this name in mind.
Seeing Jiang Ao being rescued, Wei Shou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though Jiang Ao was a good-for-nothing and he couldn't stand him, if Jiang Ao died here, Chaoli Pass would surely be breached in the future.
only-
Wei Shou's eyes twitched when he thought of Shen Tang's identity.
Such a vigorous young man turned out to be Lord Chu Yao.
Should I say it or not
What kind of subordinates you have, what kind of lord you will have.
Obviously, it was too early for Wei Shou to feel relieved.
He didn't understand turning back from a lost cause, nor did he understand Chen Tang.
Chu Yao was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Shou and was concerned about his master. The young man put his hands on the handle of the sickle, using it as a fulcrum to lower his eyes and breathe in small sips. There was still raging heaven and earth energy nearby, forming a no-man's land.
"My Lord!"
Shen Tang opened his eyes.
Following the sound, he saw Chu Yao, pouting with a wronged look.
"Chu Liangliang..."
Chu Yao nearly sprained his ankle as he was taking a step forward.
The old man blushed and said, "My lord."
There was a rare hint of pleading in his tone.
Chen Tang blinked his almond eyes and tilted his head: "What about Chu Yaoyao?"
Chu Yao: “…”
Seeing his master who was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, he swallowed his words of refusal. Although it was the first time he saw Chen Tang in this state, but with the precedent of the other party being drunk, Chu Yao also knew that his master needed others to coax him at this time.
So, let her go.
"My lord, the battlefield is dangerous, let's go back first."
He looked at the dried blood on Chen Tang’s armor with distress.
Although Wu Kai had automatically repaired himself, he still couldn't forget the serious injury Chen Tang had suffered previously. Anyway, Jiang Ao had already retreated, and without the top combat power of the sixteenth-level great superior, it would not be difficult for his side to win this field battle. The lord could raise him in advance.
Chen Tang closed his eyes and said, "No."
Chu Yao said earnestly: "This place is still very dangerous."
Although it is not the center of the battlefield, there are enemy troops there.
No man's land will be filled with people sooner or later.
Chen Tang, who had bowed her head, looked up, her cheeks flushed, as if she had drunk a sip of wine and was slightly tipsy. Her misty almond eyes gave her a bit of girlish naivety. Chu Yao met her moist eyes and was stunned.
The sound in my head was particularly eye-catching among the chaotic army.
Gu Chi, who was about to rush over, went somewhere else silently.
"My lord, please listen to Yao's words."
The voice was as gentle as if coaxing a child.
Finally, Shen Tang was willing to cooperate.
but-
She looked up and pointed behind her.
Chu Yao looked up in confusion, only to see another lord, holding a large sickle in one hand and a black object covered in blood in the other. He was running towards him happily, stepping on the heads of a large crowd of people.
"Chu Yaoyao!"
Chu Yao looked at the Lord No. 1 beside him, and after a moment's pause, he realized that the one running over was the real body, and the one standing still was the incarnation of Wen Qi. As Chen Tang landed, a strong momentum also burst out towards Li Guan. Several martial Qis came like meteors breaking through the air.
Lord No. 1 and Lord No. 2 instantly merged into one.
He laughed at him and said, "Run!"
Chu Yao didn't have time to think and ran with Chen Tang.
He totally ignored the demeanor and manners of a scholar.
With the ultimate bonus of his words, he shook off the pursuers.
Chen Tang and Chu Yao arrived at the coalition base camp one after the other, and the Wudan warriors who came to pursue them were intercepted outside by their own army.
It happened so suddenly that he didn't understand what was going on.
The mystery was soon solved.
Chen Tang held a human head in his hand and showed it off to him.
He was forced to face Jiang Ao nose to nose, and the latter still had his big eyes open, with fear in his eyes. The shock of this scene was so great that Chu Yao took a half step back in shock. When he realized the identity of the owner of the head, he looked at Chen Tang in astonishment.
"Jiang Ao?"
"This is Jiang Ao's head!"
The coalition army didn't notice what Chen Tang was holding at first, until she showed it to them, and they realized it was a head, a head they never dared to think about. Jiang Ao was rescued by the scholar at the critical moment and escaped being beheaded by Chen Tang, which made everyone feel very sorry. But they soon felt relieved, after all, this was a sixteenth-level great product, not a cabbage.
The head is not so easy to get.
If it doesn’t work this time, there will be next time.
Who knew that Chen Tang would suddenly burst out with anger.
Chen Tang held Jiang Ao's head up to his level, gesturing as if to ask for credit, and said in a tone that looked forward to Chu Yao's praise: "I first made a fake to confuse him, let him relax his guard, and then attacked him unexpectedly. Isn't Youli very smart? Here!"
She handed over the head: "For you!"
Chu Yao was confused and said, "Send it to me?"
"This is my new toy."
Toys are meant to be shared with friends.
Chen Tang started to feel wronged again: “Don’t Chu Yaoyao want it?”
Gu Chi's incarnation appeared from nowhere and said quietly, "The head of the sixteenth-class great master is perfect for sacrifice!"
He just couldn't understand it.
How could Chu Yao be described as someone who respects the elderly
Therefore, the lords in all three states prefer Chu Yao.
Chu Yao still accepted this slightly scary gift. Seeing him accept it, Shen Tang smiled again. He jumped to the side of the phantom and fiddled with the little red flower on his wooden stick with his fingers.
"Thank you for your hard work, little friend."