The person standing on the boat on the Taoshui River was indeed Dabu Zhuoga, the city lord of Minzhou and one of the leaders of the Six Valleys Department of Tubo.
As a high-ranking monk in the Servant of the Moon God Sect, Dabu Zhuoga has his own self-esteem that cannot be desecrated. Weak ants are not worth his shot, and the dignity of the Tubo nobles must be maintained and maintained.
Xili Zhuoluo is also a high-level God Servant, but the real combat power of the two cannot be equal. Seeing that Xili Zhuoluo was finally killed by Su Emei's sword after a long time, Dabu Zhuoga didn't feel much except anger. To say anything else, that is a ray of dissatisfaction.
Everyone would be angry when one of his generals was beheaded, but as for dissatisfaction - Dabu Zhuoga believed that Xili Zhuoluo was not strong enough to be beheaded by the enemy in front of the formation, which was a great embarrassment to him.
The face of the heroic and noble Dabu Zhuoga is far more important than Xili Zhuoluo's life. Xi Li Zhuoluo didn't try his best to protect the face of his master, he deserved to die, and the whole family should be buried with him.
Dabu Zhuoga made up his mind, and when he returned to the city later, he must kill Xili Zhuoluo's family to vent his anger. As for the beautiful and charming wife in Xili Zhuoluo's room, she should naturally serve him and lick her toes.
The battle on the riverside was fierce. Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang led Li Wenwen and Liu Xiaohei to fight fiercely with some thirty god servants and more than two hundred Qi training monks. The two sides fought inextricably.
Dabu Zhuoga was even more dissatisfied.
But he still has no intention of making a move unless all his subordinates are dead. Otherwise, it is not enough to show his nobility.
In Dabzhuoga's view, subordinates are used to fight and die in battle, and their only mission is to slaughter for themselves those enemies who dare to offend them.
If they did it, Dabu Zhuoga would not be stingy with rewards; if they failed, Dabu Zhuogamo said that he would not save these useless people, and would chop up the remnants of the retreating soldiers and throw them in the Feeding wolves in the wilderness.
At this time, Dabu Zhuoga was watching a play. People who watch the theater are always leisurely, because they stay out of things, so there is no pressure. If all his subordinates are killed in battle - don't wait until they are all killed in battle, as long as Dabu Zhuoga sees that they have no possibility of winning, he will personally go to the battlefield and kill them together with the enemy.
The Tibetans who cannot defeat the enemy are not worthy of being believers of the moon god, and they are not worthy of living.
What's more, the opponent is still the Tang people who have long since lost their strength and have been extremely weak in recent years.
Dabdroga did this.
He flew out from the bow of the ship, entered the battlefield almost in a flashing manner, grabbed the back collar of a servant standing in front of him, and without seeing how hard he was, he crushed the opponent's neck.
Before the flesh and blood from the explosion came out, he passed the corpse with his hands behind his back, and the qi cultivators on the left and right flew upside down, and their bodies exploded into blood mist one after another in mid-air, and the fireworks were gorgeous.
When the noble Dabzhuoga appeared on the stage, it was natural to have style, and the flying corpse was the best background for a warrior. Whether it's the enemy's or one's own.
Dabzhuoga felt that to the people on the battlefield, he was the god of death. Since they wanted to let him go out, they had to sacrifice their lives.
These trash-like guys can't even beat the four Tang monks, they really deserve to die. Their lives can be sacrificed to themselves, which is the glory bestowed upon them by themselves. They should thank themselves.
Dabu Zhuoga, whose eyes were devoid of emotion, pointed at Wei Xiaozhuang who turned his head nervously towards him.
boom.
With a very slight crisp sound, Wei Xiaozhuang, who folded his arms across his chest and let out a roar, still couldn't block Dabu Zhuoga's shot. His fat body was like a piece of wood smashed by a hammer, flying backward heavily.
"Ugly fat man, dare to come in front of Buzhuoga to dirty my eyes, damn it!" Dabzhuoga thought so when he made a move.
Again he advanced in an almost flickering fashion. The wise and noble Dabu Zhuoga realized that his blow just now failed to kill the fat guy. The posture of the opponent flying upside down looks miserable, but in fact it took a lot of strength off.
For Dabu Zhuoga, who never missed a single shot on the battlefield, this was a great shame and humiliation.
boom.
There was another slight crisp sound.
Dabzhuoga let out a gasp in surprise.
I haven't shot yet, why is there a sound
Wei Xiaozhuang, who was in sight, flipped back before landing and landed firmly on the snow. It didn't look like he had suffered a second blow.
There was a moment of blackness in the field of vision, and a momentary shift to the side, and then the piercing pain in the waist came out, and there was a burst of depression in my heart.
How could Dabzhuoga not be able to react? Someone shot him just now!
It's unbelievable.
Who is so courageous to sneak attack the noble Dabzhuoga? ! Don't those Tang people know that angering themselves will only make their deaths worse
Dabu Zhuoga quickly stabilized his figure, turned around and stared at the attacker.
What he saw was Chu Nanhuai who was grinning at him.
"Another ugly guy! My God, it's okay for this old man to have a mouth full of yellow teeth, and he's missing a front tooth. Doesn't he know how dirty he is? Why is he still smiling!" Dabzhuoga This thought flashed through my mind, my stomach churned, and I was about to gag.
As the most noble existence in the world—a nobleman of Tubo and a servant of the Moon God, how could he tolerate such a filthy person in front of him? !
Dabu Zhuoga flicked the non-existing dust on his sleeves, maintained his demeanor, stared at Chu Nanhuai gloomyly, and said slowly, "You ugly..."
Chu Nanhuai laughed and said, "You attacked the disciple of the old Taoist, and the old Taoist will pay you back, which is not considered to be taking advantage of you. Are you ready now? The old Taoist is going to make a serious move."
Dabu Zhuoga was furious! How dare this ugly old man interrupt his words
Before he could roar, he saw Chu Nanhuai disappear in place.
The warning sign in Dabu Zhuoga's heart rose sharply!
Almost at the same time, a fist the size of an iron pot came in front of him, occupying 70% of his field of vision! The piercing sound of the protrusions was sharp and piercing, almost tearing people's souls apart, and it was more horrific than the howling of a ghost.
Without any room for maneuver, Dabu Zhuoga raised his fist and bumped into the opponent hard!
Where there is a first punch, there is a second punch, followed by a third punch, a fourth punch...
The ear-piercing sound of piercing the air was replaced by the sound of thunder like waves, and the aura that swept away from the fists turned into wind and blades, flying out around the two of them in strands. There was no longer an inch of snow on the ground, and the swirling and whistling snow waterfalls came one after another. The Luna Cult monks who hadn't had time to retreat were cut into strips of meat, and there was no bones left in an instant.
Chu Nanhuai still had an unscrupulous smile on his face, he was disrespectful for old people, no matter how wretched he looked, he couldn't bear to look directly at that broken tooth.
But Dabu Zhuoga was no longer in the mood to slander the other party's appearance, his face turned green and pale.
The first time he punched, he was startled, the opponent's spirit energy was so majestic and mighty, it seemed like a majestic mountain collapsed, and he was overwhelmed with a single punch.
Dabu Zhuoga knew for a long time that the old man in front of him must be the most powerful existence among these Tang people, but he never took him seriously. As the city lord of Minzhou and one of the leaders of the Six Valleys Department, there are only a few masters in the Luna Sect who have a higher level of cultivation than him in the entire Hexi.
As long as you don't fight with the master, who else can't he beat
These monks from the Tang Dynasty who entered the country and made waves can only make trouble in Hexi while the army and masters are conquering. Now that you meet yourself and don't choose to escape, there is only one dead end!
However, the ugly old man in front of him is so ugly that every punch he throws out has the power to make his five internal organs tremble! The two of them exchanged more than a hundred punches, and Dabu Zhuoga felt that his internal organs were shaken to the point of being displaced!
As a high-level monk in the God-Servant Realm, the strongest existence under the God-Human Realm, and one of the best among them, Dabu Zhuoga always thought that unless he met a master of the God-Human Realm, he would definitely not be so embarrassed.
It is rumored that the Son of God was blessed by the Moon God, and his realm jumped to the God-Human Realm, but limited by the laws of heaven and earth, he can only maintain the high-level Dzogchen realm of the God Servant Realm. The great masters once said that although the son of God is not in the realm of the gods, his combat power is almost the same as that of the gods. As long as he is willing, he can use the means of the gods.
Such an existence is naturally a precursor to the prosperity of the Luna Sect, leading the Tubo people to capture Chang'an again, destroying the country of the Tang people, and establishing the Luna Kingdom. Only that kind of existence can make Dabu Zhuoga willing to accept it.
But why does this Tang monk, who is destined to be destroyed soon, have the strength to suppress himself? !
Dabu Zhuoga, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, had no time to think about it. He just realized clearly that the monks from the Tang Dynasty he met today were definitely not ordinary people! Now, if he doesn't make a decision again, he might be beaten to death by the opponent's fist!
"Roar!" With a roar, Dabu Zhuoga used his special ability: the god-given shield.
He quickly bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, which instantly formed a large blood-colored shield, blocking him and blocking Chu Nanhuai's fist. And he himself took the opportunity to fly to the north without looking back!
The God-given Shield is the Furui ability obtained by Dabu Zhuoga when he communicated with the Moon God when he achieved the Servant of God. Stronger defense. The great master once said that unless he and Shenzi make a move, no one in the world can break his great shield.
The god-given shield stuck behind Dabu Zhuoga, protecting him and flew away quickly. No matter how Chu Nanhuai bombarded him, the shield remained bloody.
Looking back, seeing Chu Nanhuai's relentless pursuit, Dabu Zhuoga spurted out a mouthful of old blood. It wasn't that he was injured by Chu Nanhuai, but that he was humiliated and extremely indignant, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
The heroic and noble Dabu Zhuoga, the majestic Tubo nobleman, and the servant of the Moon God, were chased and beaten all over the world by a Tang man like a dog. How could there be any dignity left
On Mount Kongtong, the old man holding the staff twitched his old face and cursed: "Dabu Zhuoga, this trash! He was chased by a man from the Tang Dynasty, and he threw away the face of the Moon God!"
The several Luna Sect masters beside him were also unstoppably angry, and they all looked ashamed and out-of-group, and they uttered abusive words endlessly, which was extremely ugly.
"Get rid of him, get rid of him!" The master raised his staff and pointed at Chu Nanhuai, "Bring Dabu Zhuoga back, bring him back to the temple, and let the great master deal with him!"
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