Back Off, Let Me Come

Compared with the explosive momentum in Weicheng, Jimo Qiu, who was alone, was like an ant about to be swallowed by hundreds of feet of waves.

Beat him to pieces and hang him, it's just easy.

Before the killing move arrives, the air wave moves ahead.

This strong wind can make rocks fly upside down. Even the elite vanguard battalions of the two countries can only use the method of falling thousands of pounds to stabilize the formation. The battle flags in the camp were also greatly affected. Except for the big banner which was still standing, the others began to sway more or less, and the flagpoles of several flags were even broken at the waist. This situation should not have happened, but after the civil and military reversal, the flag-protecting soldiers in each battalion became scribes, and the number of scribes itself was much smaller than the military soldiers. We can only prioritize protecting the safety of Dahu and stabilizing the morale of the military.

When the great banner is established, the military will be united and as stable as Mount Tai!

If the big banner falls, the morale of the army will be weakened and it will be vulnerable to a single blow!

"Don't worry about this!" Lin Feng saw that the banner was swaying, so he immediately rushed to carry the flag to protect him. He rushed to the camp of the banner and stabilized the flagpole with only one hand. Not to mention the original guard of the banner. Tu Rong, even Lin Feng himself looked surprised.

She couldn't believe it was her own strength!

Lin Feng's swordsmanship was taught to her step by step by Chu Yao. In private, she even caught Chu Jie to give her some tips and tricks, and she gradually matured as she grew older. In order to carry forward her strengths, she adopts a clever approach. She can kill the enemy with one sword without using a second sword!

Naturally, there is no balance between strength and strength.

In this world of Yanling where weapons are exploding, large banners made of ordinary materials are very easy to be captured by the enemy. Both sides of the war have no choice but to work hard on the materials. If you want to be both strong and durable, the materials used for Dahan must be solid, and the overall weight can be imagined.

Ordinary brave warriors can barely carry the banner, but if you want to carry the banner and charge with the vanguard battalion, protecting the safety of the banner while fighting the entire war, the physical strength required is beyond imagination. You must be a brave warrior. The innate divine power in!

Tu Rong swallowed nervously.

He whispered: "Lingde, are you sure you can do it?"

Lin Feng tried it, but the seemingly heavy scroll was too light in her hand, which made her suspect that the scroll was fake, but looking at Tu Rong's expression, she knew it couldn't be fake. The only explanation is that my strength may be...too big!

She said decisively: "I will do my duty!"

The great banner is here with her, and there is no room for loss!

Tu Rong thought about his situation at the moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Senior brother and the soldiers in the camp will protect you and the big banner together!"

Under the strong wind, Jimo Qiu remained as motionless as a mountain.

He gestured with his blood-stained fingers in the void, and said loudly and forcefully: "Believer Jimo Shaobai, please help me!"

The majestic coercion failed to make his face show any fear, but instead gave his clear left eye a rare and unpredictable darkness. The fighting spirit in his eyes went from calm to surging, completely out of control, just like a boat on a leaf pond flowing into the river and sea with the wind and waves.

Wei Cheng's killing move is coming in the blink of an eye.

The breath distorted the air into a transparent giant beast, and it opened its bloody mouth toward Jimo Qiu, with countless fangs that were ferocious and sharp. Faced with the huge size difference, no one doubted that this giant beast could not put food into its mouth. But at this moment, a figure quietly appeared.

It was a woman wearing a green gauze dress and holding a sharp sword.

To be precise, it is the shadow of a woman.

A point of sword pointed directly at the giant beast.

The woman flipped her wrist and quietly swung out a sword energy.

The giant beast's greedy eyes flashed with disdain. The sword energy was very weak, at least half a foot long. It was difficult to chop a bamboo, and the aftermath of one's own collision with it would crush it into pieces.

In the next breath, the disdain in its pupils completely solidified, and before it even had time to change its mood, its body was broken into one hundred and eighty pieces. While still in mid-air, he was strangled to pieces and turned into a ball of primitive air.

The strong wind suddenly turned into a clear scenery.

The shadow also disappeared.

As quickly as it appears, it disappears just as quickly.

Most people didn't have time to see clearly what happened, but Gong Xiqiu noticed that the shadow's dress was exactly the same as the stone statue of the god enshrined in the clan. This discovery made my hanging heart finally fall to the ground, and the breath I was holding was completely released. He was originally worried that his eldest brother would suffer a big loss at the hands of Wei Cheng, but he never thought that his eldest brother could summon gods even though his divine power was blocked. According to what Alai said in his letter at home, the situation in front of him is really like kissing the First Emperor——

A sure win!

The flames in Wei Cheng's eyes throbbed uneasily.

As a white bone, he would not feel tired, nor would he be out of breath. Only the two clusters of slightly lighter life fire in his eyes could reflect his current state. Looking at Jimo Qiu surrounded by smoke and dust, and thinking about the scene where his shot was broken by a strange shadow's sword just now, Wei Cheng's murderous intention became even stronger, and the evil and turbid black mist was continuously pouring out of his body and turning into substance. !

At first glance, it looks like lumps of black juice of different sizes floating in the air without gravity. When the wind blows, it not only disperses them a little, but also carries their scent.

It was an indescribable fishy smell.

While making people feel sick to their stomachs, countless evil thoughts float through their minds. Those pictures will make people have inexplicable murderous intentions. They are displeased with everything they see and want to destroy everything they see. They want to kill all the living things they see and swallow them greedily. Their blood.

Only in this way can this terrible restlessness be relieved.

Jimo Qiu was affected, let alone others?

Shen Tang was the first to react.

There were only low-ranking officers and second-class warriors in the army. At this moment, they were transformed into literate scribes with a little bit of culture. The scribe's words and spirit were used seven or eight times before he managed to succeed once. However, the effect was not good, so he could only take care of it. itself. A group of high-level generals turned into half-baked scribes did not fare much better, each one hurriedly recalling the words they had memorized not long ago.

Some are meditating, purifying the air, and some are causing strong winds in the opposite direction to blow the polluted air to the Gaoguo camp.

The chaos of the war was worse than the big banner being chopped down.

Wei Shou barely managed to support a wall of civility.

Looking at the pitiful height of the city wall, he blushed.

"Ha, hahaha, I really didn't expect it... I usually see you using this thing easily, but once you use it yourself, you realize how difficult it is, how difficult it is..." Wei Shou often laughed at Chu Yao, Fei With the strength of the old cow's nose, a wall of civility was raised, and the defensive ability was not enough. A slightly stronger general could punch it. What's the need for this thing to exist?

What a waste!

You can destroy it with just a few moves!

Only when you try it yourself will you know how difficult it is.

Looking at the shoddy project of Wenqi City Wall, he begged his grandfather and grandma in his heart, not asking for anyone to stop it, nor asking how useful it was, but just asking for it to block the smell outside the city wall. Fortunately, God still gives me face, and the wall of culture and energy is strong.

Wei Shou stroked his beard and said, "I have the talent for literary music."

You can succeed the first time!

Chu Yao: "..."

At the moment, he was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Shou.

His attention was focused on Wei Cheng.

The [Dark Willows and Bright Flowers] transformed into the meaning of a warrior can predict the future on a small scale. To be precise, it is to see what the target will experience in the future. Chu Yao just used it as a reference - can a future that can be seen and changed be the future?

This is at best a possibility for the future.

Therefore, Chu Yao pays more attention to the invariants in the "future".

Wei Shou saw that Chu Yao ignored him and glared, but he didn't mess around. Anyone could see that Chu Yao's face was a little pale, and the originally surging martial energy was being depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chu Yao suddenly stopped his strength and took two steps back.

Wei Shou still had quick eyes and quick hands, so he used his palms to steady his vest.

Chu Yao said: "I'm fine."

He said he was fine, but in fact he was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

Gu Chi is also waiting for the result: "What can Wuhui see?"

Chu Yao glanced at the direction in front of the formation, then looked back and met the concerned and anxious eyes of the Lord. He said: "I just went to see the future of the Jimo High Priest, and it was in chaos. Now I went to see Wei Yucheng's, and I got some unexpected gains. He is There are hundreds of people inside the auxiliary bones, or 'ghosts'! One of them is dressed in a style similar to that of the Jimo High Priest, and the two sides are still confronting each other."

It's not quite accurate to say it was a confrontation.

The female high priest suppressed a group of people by herself.

And the identity of that group of people——

Chu Yao expressed regret in a delicate tone.

"It's a pity that Yuan Liang is not here to take charge of this battle."

Shen Tang was confused when he heard this: "Is it related to Yuan Liang again?"

Is he really hungry? He is not satisfied with the enemies of the same era, but also has friends with those old people who should have died long ago?

Chu Yao whispered in her ear: "Didn't Yuan Liang say before that members of the inner society of the Gods Association have been unable to be contacted?"

Shen Tang suddenly opened his apricot eyes.

Taking a breath: "You mean..."

Those hundreds of "ghosts" who were cooked and eaten by Weicheng and trapped in his stomach, are they suspected to be members of the inner society of the Gods Society?

Chu Yao affirmed: "It should be."

There are also changes in members within the Society of Gods.

It’s just that I don’t know if those who were devoured were members of the contemporary inner society.

But their identities can be determined and cannot be mistaken.

Shen Tang thought it was absurd at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he found it logical - at that time, the Wu Kingdom was only one step away from reunification. Who would have expected that the gods would secretly plot and intervene, causing the hidden dangers of the Wu Kingdom to break out in advance, and the huge power would explode overnight. collapse. Wei Cheng seems to still be thinking about Wu Guo and his old master. It is not impossible for him to devour his enemies to avenge his former master. The two positions are inherently opposed.

What she didn't understand was why there was a high priest.

It is impossible for hundreds of "ghosts" not to hate Weicheng, and it is inevitable to cause trouble and seize control of Weicheng's bones. Why should someone who looks suspiciously like a high priest help Weicheng suppress these "ghosts"? Speaking of hatred, the Gongxi clan also has a life-and-death feud with Weicheng.

"They all have their own consciousness?"

Chu Yao nodded to confirm Shen Tang's guess.

On the battlefield, the atmosphere of killing was so strong that it was frightening.

Balls of black juice condensed into hundreds of blurry human faces in mid-air, and then turned into human heads. The appearance of these heads is exactly the same as the faces on Wei Cheng's body. Their facial features were ferocious and twisted, and inhuman wails came from their mouths.

The sounds of "tear to pieces" and "revenge" are comparable to evil spirits whispering in your ears, and just listening to them makes you feel an urge to go down your spine.

These heads are vying to fly to Jimoqiu.

However, there is always a black line connecting their heads to Wei Cheng, which restricts their freedom. No matter how ferocious their facial features were, they couldn't continue to get closer to the target. Jimo Qiu watched this scene coldly. Although he didn't know the identities of these people, he roughly guessed the truth. His eyes fell on the face on Wei Cheng's chest. Other faces flew out, but she did not move.

"You can't kill me with them."

Jimo Qiu opened his mouth to test.

Wei Cheng seemed unable to hear his words and let out a harsh scream. As the scream resounded through the sky, hundreds of heads flying in the air were excited. This time I applied more force, and the black thread broke easily. The heads flew towards Jimo Qiu like crazy.

Jimo Qiu's hand turned into a red tassel spear.

The long red tassel under the tip of the spear turned into red and white flames with a pop.

"Do you know what dead things are most afraid of?"

Jimo Qiu didn't expect to get the answer from Ren Tou.

The huge power mixed with the infinite momentum flew directly towards the head with the wind of the gun. The shadows of spears all over the sky opened up an area around him, and the martial energy pouring out turned into the strongest and most sunny flames. The fastest flying head had no time to stop its momentum and fell headlong into the barrier paved with gun shadows. Before it could even let out a shrill scream, it was beaten into gray smoke.

Sizzling!

"Where to escape——"

Endless guns and flowers condense into a scene of flying dragons flying in the sky.

One red and white flame after another bloomed wildly in the air. This scene can truly be called a "splendid scene". It's a pity that those heads can't enjoy this kind of beauty, because they will scream in pain just because they are touched by a little bit of red and white flames.

People can't help but think of the four words "soulless".

When the slow-flying heads saw what happened to the other heads, their fear outweighed their greed, and they ran away screaming. This move is just useless! Some of the smarter ones flew directly to Wei Cheng - they usually hated Wei Cheng so much that they hated him for killing them, and hated him for suppressing and imprisoning them so that they could not escape, but at this moment they couldn't care about these things. .

Is freedom more important than life?

Unexpectedly, this escape route was also cut off.

The one who cut it off was none other than Wei Cheng himself.

Shen Tang looked at this scene without any surprise, and murmured: "Wei Cheng is killing someone with a borrowed knife. It's really high."

As if to confirm Shen Tang's guess.

Wei Cheng raised his palm and slapped the head back with a strong wind.

The head fell heavily to the ground, and even the black fog faded a little.

"Wei Yucheng——"

Several heads reacted immediately.

Outrage of hatred came from his mouth.

Wei Cheng tilted his head. When he saw Jimo Qiu coming and killing all the people with one shot, he was completely satisfied when he saw them completely disappear. He raised his head and met Jimo Qiu, who was looking calmly, with blazing eyes: "Zhuzi, do you have any last words?"

Jimo Qiu just looked at his chest without saying a word.

This scene made Wu Xian's heart pick up in his throat again.

"National Preceptor, do you need-"

"Need not."

The corners of the Imperial Master's lips curled up into a satisfied smile.

"Twenty Chehouhous are enough for one person!"

At the same time, Wei Cheng also said in a good mood: "For the sake of helping me, I allow you to leave your last words. The stubborn illness that has troubled me for so many years is finally gone today."

He reveled in the feeling of returning to his prime.

"I will leave you a complete corpse."

Shen Tang looked at Wei Cheng and thought to himself, "Not necessarily."

Opening the champagne halfway is the most deadly.

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