The bomb –

A thunderstorm sounded in the long air, the sky was full of fierce shocks, the space was crazy and distorted, and the mountains on the earth collapsed.

Lin Xuan, holding a blue stone ancient spear, destroyed Yang Yan's sword, only slightly stalled in the air, and continued to protrude forward and straight to Yang's body.

The tip of the ancient spear of the green stone, with a kilometer-long edge, stabbed the space of heaven and earth, carrying the killing of the earth, and the death locked Yang.

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth seems to be standing still, and time is stagnant.

Yang stared at his eyes, looked at the edge of the eye incredulously, and a heart instantly sank to the bottom!

Quickly!It's too fast!Faster than time!

Strongly!Too strong!Strong enough that he could not resist the mind, it seems that he can only lead the neck and kill.

"How can I do that!What happened to Lin in such a short time?Why is he more powerful than he was in the city of Tianm?”

“No—”

At the last moment, Yang Yan did his best to block the cold mountain sword of the top soldier in his hand, and wanted to resist the ancient spear of the blue stone!

However, all this is in vain.

Bair!

A loud noise!

The mountain sword of the soldiers, in contact with the ancient spear of the blue stone, exploded and turned into fragments.

Subsequently, Yang Yan's protective shield burst like a bubble, and his flesh and blood body were also blown into a vast force like a torrent of the sky, and the bones were not stored, and the gods were destroyed!

“The Lord—”

"How is it possible!“The Lord is dead?”

“Why?How could the Lord not be able to stop the lily?Can anyone tell me why?”

Seeing that Yang Yan was only a face turned into ash, the iron sword people could not help but be shocked.

Shock, anger, sadness, despair...

Even the most powerful Yang Yan is not the enemy of Lin Xuan, and who can stop Lin Xuan?

On the contrary, the people rejoiced and morale was high, and the remaining iron sword strongmen began to chase after them.

On the day of their Daoist Lin Xuan, the dragon saw the end of the head, and now the Lord of Taoism came down, and under the eyes of the Taoist Lord, could they not perform hard?

Even the shepherds, Li Qiushui, and the red no-fronts have also made every effort to show their true strength.

Zhao Tihu is very hard, he opened a long knife, cut out a terrible knife, the opponent died in the downwind, so that his hand was busy.

When the opponent was lost, Zhao Tiehu suddenly sacrificed a great black dragon seal, bombarded the head of the iron sword elder like a mountain, and suddenly smashed it into flesh.

Zhao Tihu copied the relics of the opponent into his hand, and then stopped his body and looked up at the great shadow of the distant air, like a demonic shadow of the world, and gradually flashed a firm god in the back of his eyes.

"Some people are destined to be the protagonists of heaven and earth, and it is unwise to be the enemy of such a person!"

“It is the wise to follow such a man.”

"With the luck of this guy, I Zhao Tiger may be able to go farther and climb higher!"

"Lin Xuan, as long as you are not happy, you will be the only loyal object of my Zhao Tihu in the future!"

At this moment, Zhao Tiehu secretly determined his determination and decided to rely on the big tree of Lin Xuan.

In the long air, with Lin Xuan's joining, the iron sword was quickly defeated, and the strong people were constantly dying, and some people were constantly leaving the battlefield and escaping.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the war ended completely, and the iron swords that came to "rescue" Dali, together with the tsar, lost more than 90 people, and only a few dozen people escaped.

On the other hand, only twelve guards were killed.

“See the Lord!”

“See the Master!”

At the end of the war, Mudsheng, Li Qiushui, Chi-free, Jing without injury, and Zhao Tihu, and others, all went to visit Lin Xuan, and a pair of eyes looking at Lin Xuan was full of awe.

Today's Lin Xuan, just standing there with ease will bring a faint sense of oppression to everyone, making them feel as if they are facing a behemoth from the ancient wilderness.

“Let’s all be exempt.”

Lin Xuan waved his hand at random, he looked at Zhao Tiehu and smiled: “The army below, did you get it?”

“Awable?”

Zhao Tienhu suddenly smiled bitterly and said, “The Lord of the Tao, who clearlyed, was made up by my former brother Song Shiren, who originally wanted to win by quantity, but he did not know that he was just pebbling and making jokes.”

But now he is wrong, and he is willing to submit too much together, and he hopes that the Lord will spare his life without any suspicions.”

Lin Xuan's eyes were deep and deep, "This seat can give him a chance to change, but only once, I hope he can take it well."

“Thanks, Lord.”

Zhao Tiehu bit his teeth and got down on one knee.

Lin Xuan nodded his head with satisfaction.

In this way, Zhao Tiehu was officially joined by his uncle.

The reason why he let go of Song Shiren is on the one hand to give Zhao Tien a face, on the other hand, he found that this Song Shiren is indeed a personal talent.

In the real martial arts world, the population is huge, the martial arts are as many as cattle, and each country has a huge number of troops, less than tens of millions of millions, and millions of millions.

However, such a large number of troops is often distributed all over the world, and few people can pinch it into a whole.

In the large-scale army operations, a time can invest one or two million people, is already a century of rare super-large-scale operations, as for tens of millions of military scheduling, that is too difficult, few people dare to try.

And this Song Shiren, in a short period of time, the mobilization of such a number of troops to fight, enough for five or six million people, and has not yet made a mess, this really requires extraordinary ability to do.

In Lin Xuan's vision, if you want to open up the outside world in the future, this kind of will probably be able to use.

However, for the effectiveness of Zhao Tienhu, he will not easily accept, because he understands that Zhao Tieyue has great ambitions and is not well controlled.

He looked at Zhao Tienhu deeply and said, “Zhao Tihu, do you really want to put this seat?”

Zhao Tiehu is right-colored: "The Lord's talent is excellent, Wu Yun Longsheng, the future is great, will certainly become one of the masters of this place in the world, can follow the Taoist Lord such a world lord, is the honor of me Zhao Tien-tiger, is that, I Zhao Tiel is sincerely want to serve the Lord, the Lord's loyalty!"

If the Lord has doubts about me, I will swear to God.”

“I swear it’s too much trouble!”

Lin Xuan waved his hand and smiled, "Zhao Tihu, if you really serve, this seat intends to give you the source of faith, and let you become a loyal servant of the Holy King, will you accept it?"

“Huh?”

Zhao's face changed slightly, and his low-hanging eyes flickered uncertain.

For the source of faith, he also heard a little, once accepted, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get rid of in the future, which is more difficult than swearing.

However, if you say that you refuse face to face, Zhao Tienhu really does not have the courage.