Chapter 429 (1/2)

The middle-aged scholar and Gao Fang were captured by ah Hu one by one, just like an eagle catching a chicken.

Yan Zhaoge sat on the chair and looked up at the roof. There was no focus in her eyes, but she had a feeling of wandering in the sky.

Suddenly, he looked a little bit: ”Oh, a lot of people?”

In Yan Zhaoge's perception, there are a large number of martial artists are surrounding the house where they are. While they are majestic, they also feel neat and solemn.

Yan Zhaoge laughed and shook his head: ”army? Is this to use us as monsters to round up? ”

Feng Yunsheng and Xu Fei looked at each other.

It has been known before that in this floating world, in order to deal with semi demon warriors and actively hunt powerful monsters to obtain blood power, demon blood warriors are not lack of time to form a group.

It's not only the state of furan, but also a large sect like xueyunzong. The disciples of the sect will specially practice the array and form the array to fight against the enemy when necessary.

Xu Fei said slowly, ”although there are formations in my eight pole world, most of them are built on the basis of local advantages, and few people form a battle formation.”

Yan Zhaoge said: ”the differences brought about by different cultivation methods, the people here form a battle array, mostly to cultivate the same kind of monster blood, or close to the monster blood, so that the strength can form a company, guided by the battle array.”

”It's not suitable for our side. Before the great disillusionment, there were some battle formations spread, but they also had their own unique requirements for arrangement, which was not so easy to achieve.”

”If you want to gain strength beyond the ordinary, you have to give some, some restrictions.”

Yan Zhao's song smacked his lips, and he couldn't help crying and laughing: ”I know some good battles, but the problem is that they are too high-end...”

Ah Hu asked from one side, ”young man, is the other side planning to win by relying on more?”

”Gather chicken feathers to make courage and want to fight in groups.” Yan Zhaoge shrugs his shoulders, turns his head to look at Gao Fang and his wife: ”it seems that you are not very important in your prince's mind.”

The leader of yingyu gate looked as if he were dead. But the middle-aged scholar felt the great army's momentum outside, and his face was a little ugly: ”it's not the prince's highness, it's the red halberd army's tie and the red halberd army. He's always arbitrary, and his temper is stinky and hard.”

”He must have thought it was reckless to detain us in kanghejing. It was like provoking me to help the country, so he took action.”

Yan Zhaoge asked with interest, ”how can he mobilize the army freely, without asking the Lord and the prince of your country?”

The middle-aged scholar and Gao Fang are both embarrassed: ”the Lord of the country is shutting down and has great trust in this man...”

Yan Zhaoge grinned.

He is loyal to the Lord, but not very cold to the prince. Such a person

Yan Zhaoge smiled: ”that is to say, this person will not care about your life and death?”

Both of them are reluctant to smile, and the middle-aged scholars are reluctant to start their work: ”so, it's no use holding us up, it's better to let us go, we will turn around for you in front of the red halberd army commander.”

”The commander of the red halberd army is loyal to the Lord of the country, but he doesn't rub the sand in his eyes. We can make things small and small.”