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Chapter 42 Dragon and Tiger(2/2)

Ye Zhao weighed it, his gun drooped, and silently stared at the monk king.

A gust of wind suddenly blew, and the flag was rushing. The elite soldiers and soldiers under the Monk King's command, and the blue flags under Ye Zhao's command, were holding their breath and at a loss.

The shocking collision between the two masters, who can intervene, and who dares to intervene?

"Bang", the death card was thrown to the ground by Senggelinqin. Then he suddenly waved his shiny machete and slashed it like lightning. He didn't care about Ye Zhao's actions at all.

"Bang", Ye Zhao's muzzle jumped up like a ghost. With the sound of gunshots, the monk's steps staggered. With a "ding", the ghost-headed sword and sparks splashed on the back of the sword. The monk's tiger's mouth was shocked, and the ghost-headed sword flew out of his hand and turned around in the air. "Puff", inserted it into the mud more than ten steps away, and the hilt trembled.

The monk king suddenly looked up and stared at Ye Zhao's face with sharp eyes, as if at this moment, he began to seriously look at the increasingly dazzling general star in the Qing Dynasty.

Ye Zhao reached out and threw the rifle to Bakesh, and clasped his fists at Senggelinqin.

Senggelinqin stopped talking and turned around and strode away.

On the battlefield, the weapon was knocked out for the first time in his life. The monk king disdained to continue to linger. Today, if he lost, he would lose.

Shengbao was at a loss. When he saw the shield formation spear forest retreating in rows and following the monk king, Shengbao shivered and rushed towards the carriage. If he didn't leave, he would be terrible if he was captured.

The Lanqigu got off his horse and ran over to rescue Pan Tianxing.

"Baturu!" "Barutu!" Suddenly, a blue flag guard could not control his excitement. His arms hit his chest, his armor collided, and the metal rustled. He rode his horse around Ye Zhao to show his respect for his master.

"Baturu!" "Baturu!" "Baturu is the best in the three armies!" "The world's number one Batulu!" Soon, the blue flags made the same movements, cheering, singing in harmony, and galloping in front of Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao smiled, enjoying their passionate reverence, sighed in his heart, and revealed his bottom again.
Chapter completed!
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