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Ke Mulie grabbed his Mobei Blood Horse, looked solemnly at the silent Pan'an City after the last thunderbolt fell: "Wait for the others."

As the seventh-rank true martial artist who led the team from the Mobei Golden Tent this time, Ke Mulie is considered the strongest in this alien team, so he is naturally qualified to order.

I don't know why, but the continuous thunder just now made him feel a little palpitating.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and the second one arrived was the commander of the forbidden army sent by the Great Cang Dynasty from the inner palace of the palace and a team of forbidden troops led by him. The alien team is not much different.

Xiao Ran glanced at Ke Mulie and the foreign race team, he was already prepared when he came, but when he saw a foreign race led by at least the fourth-rank Vajra warriors and the seventh-rank true meaning warriors, spanning half of the Great Cang Dynasty, leading soldiers When Ren came to Pan'an City on a war horse, his eyes still showed murderous intent unnaturally.

Not only for this Ke Mulie and his party, but also for those Dacang officials who let these aliens go deep, unexpectedly they have been corrupted to this level.

Then came the alliance formed by various families and sects. This alliance has a large number of people, but its strength is uneven. Those who really want to do this will naturally come with strong strength, and some just express their opinions , I didn't want to take this muddy water at all, but it would be a different kind if I didn't go, so the people who came were just small shrimps, who came to make up the number.

On the contrary, they don't care what kind of foreign race or great Cang, no matter whether it is aristocratic family or sect, whoever rules actually has no effect on them.

A century-old dynasty and a thousand-year-old family are not just talking nonsense.

So seeing Ke Mulie and other Mobei aliens didn't feel anything at all, and some people were a little curious. After all, they might never go to Mobei in their lives, and they couldn't see what the Mobei aliens looked like.

"Commander Xiao, I didn't expect you to come here too. Could it be that you think it's not good for Wu Kuang to guard the frontier, and you want to give him some flair?" He teased Xiao Ran a bit.

Not only did Xiao Ran feel uncomfortable listening to these words, but even the forbidden soldiers under him were uncomfortable listening to them. His father was guarding the frontier outside to defend against foreign races, but they teamed up with foreign races to kill his son. This matter is no longer unreasonable. Yes, it's just a brain pit.

The Forbidden Army and the others don’t care about balance skills or grievances. If the Wu Kuang disciples are really stimulated and bring the Xuanjia Army to kill them, wouldn’t it be dangerous for the Mobei aliens to follow the trend directly.

It's just that they have no choice but to obey orders.

"I came here just to behead the two little thieves who stole Ouchi's treasure." What could Xiao Ran do, he could only open his eyes and talk nonsense.

As soon as these words came out, the aristocratic families and sects who dared to come couldn't help but burst into laughter.

A deaf person wouldn't believe that a disabled person without any martial arts cultivation base and a first-grade body-training person who had been stuck for an unknown number of years went to Da Nei to steal treasures.

"So that's how it is. I thought Commander Xiao, like me, was the son of a madman who came to kill Wu. When the Dacang officials heard my reason for coming, they all made excuses, and even returned food and money. I couldn't help but think that Wu Kuangtu is a master of my Mobei Golden Tent, not a general who guards the frontier of the Great Cang." Ke Mulie's yin and yang strangeness couldn't help but make everyone in this team of royal guards look ugly.

"Ke Mulie, you still have to be careful what you say, don't be unable to get out of the customs and go back to Mobei." Zhuang Jian, the leader of the aristocratic family and Zongmenli, said without a trace of expression on his face.

These words sounded like a warning, but to Xiao Ran's ears, it felt uncomfortable, as if he was specially reminding the other party.

"Please remind me, Elder Zhuang, when I came, the officials of Dacang welcomed me, and when I go back, the treatment must not be much different. You are right, Commander Xiao." Ke Mulie said another word to Xiao Ran.

After all, the two countries have always been unhappy with each other, and now they are hand in hand with each other, and Ke Mulie has nothing to refute when he is so angry with Xiao Ran.

This was an order from above, although Ke Mulie said it very upset, but the frightening thing was that Xiao Ran had no reason to turn back, and could only look at Ke Mulie with eyes full of murderous intent.

When this matter is finished, all these Mobei aliens must be kept here as scapegoats.

Not only did I have an explanation, but I was able to relieve my anger.

The alliance formed by that group of aristocratic families and sects must be immovable. They are deeply intertwined, and if they are moved, they can pull out a lot. Be careful that it is easy to explode the entire Great Cang Dynasty.

So it must be Ke Mulie who died.

And Ke Mulie's team had already been prepared in their hearts. They didn't plan to go back when they came here. Killing the two sons of Wu Kuangtu will definitely inspire everyone in the Mobei Golden Tent.

They are death squads, as long as they kill the two brothers in Pan'an City, they will directly deal with the alliance between the aristocratic family and the sect.

Because the strength of this alliance is uneven, it is best to kill.

They will not set their targets at the same level, but will try their best to kill those juniors whose martial arts strength is lower than theirs. It will take time to kill those of the same level, and they will even be entangled, but killing the juniors is one move. , Naturally, the price/performance ratio is relatively high.

They will not abide by the unspoken rules of the Great Cang Dynasty that they cannot act like juniors.

The structure of the aristocratic family and the sect is at the Jianghu level, while Ke Mulie and Xiao Ran are at the national level. This is the gap.

In Ke Mulie's eyes, those juniors with low strength are likely to become the existence that threatens their Mobei in the future, and it is best to kill them before they grow up.

Hiding the malice in the eyes, these things can only be done after killing Wu Lin and Wu Mingkong. It is not a good idea to do it now, not to mention that their real purpose is not to kill those juniors, but to kill Wu Ming Kong and Wu Lin's.

"Since everyone is here, let's go in." Xiao Ran still didn't respond, instead he led the forbidden army towards Pan'an City with a livid face.

His face was livid because according to the agreement, someone would come to meet him, but now, let alone a human, there were no birds, and he didn't know what was going on.

As for the people from the Zongmen and the aristocratic family, although they also had such doubts, they didn't care too much. Naturally, they knew what those people inside were thinking.

In other words, they also think the same way, unwilling to be plucked by others.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 554 Martial Arts Contest ([-])

Inside and outside a city wall, it is a completely different scene.

There was not a drop of rain outside the city, but the whistling sound brought by the strong wind and heavy rain inside the city made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Ran entered the city, braved the wind and rain and went straight to the Lihua Tower, seeing the mess everywhere, his face became even uglier, what happened in Pan'an City.

"Three martial artists with seventh-rank true meaning, and the lowest remaining one is fourth-rank Vajra. I didn't expect so many people to want to kill me and my elder brother. I wonder if you can explain to me that my two brothers have never left. Passing through this small Pan'an City will offend so many people."

A thunderstorm fell, and Wu Lin stepped out of the thunder with a nine-section staff in his hand. The wind and rain all over the sky avoided him as if he was worshiping the king.

"Wu Lin." After Xiao Ran saw Wu Lin's face clearly, his expression was serious.

The same is true for Ke Mulie and Zhuang Jian who followed closely behind. They never expected to see such a scene after entering the city.

"We Mobei people kill the son of a martial fanatic, do we still need a reason? His hero, my enemy bandit, you should ask Commander Xiao and Elder Zhuang why they killed the son of the general guarding the frontier." Ke Mulie came here I came here with the will to die, and now it seems that the scene is a bit wrong, just to provoke, no matter whether it can be done or not, everyone present will have a thorn in the side.

"Commander Xiao, Elder Zhuang, give me a reason." Wu Lin wrapped the thunder in his hands, emitting electric friction and matching it with the rumbling thunder in the clouds.

"Wu Kuangzhu killed my whole family, is that enough?" Zhuang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, although he was silent all the way, as a seventh-rank true martial artist, he was willing to lead the team, and it would be impossible without blood and deep hatred.

Wu Kuangtu couldn't kill, in order to get revenge, he could only be despicable, Wu Kuangtu made him suffer all his life, and he wanted to let Wu Kuangtu taste the pain of losing his son, even if Wu Kuangtu didn't care at all, at least He felt better.

In the alliance of aristocratic families and sects, those who are willing to come are basically more or less hostile to Wu Kuangfu.

Wu Kuangtu has offended too many people along the way, and there are more people in the Jianghu who want him dead than in the court.

"As for this Commander Xiao, their reasons are very legitimate. Although I don't admit it, they have a reason anyway. Wu Kuangzi guards the frontier. You can't kill my two brothers because of a personal enmity. Isn't it a bit big for a private enmity to lead the Imperial Army? ?” Wu Lin looked at the last person.

"The emperor's life is difficult."

Xiao Ran's tone was quite helpless, among the three forces, they were the most embarrassed.

"I understand, I understand, you all have your own concerns, but we brothers deserve to die, but I don't agree with what you said, since you want us to die, then I can only let you go one step ahead." Wu Lin said The murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and the strong killing intent made the thunder in the sky even more violent.

"Let's hold Wu Lin, and the rest of us will kill Wu Mingkong first." Xiao Ran shouted, abandoning his horse, his whole body rushed out like a streamer, his whole body was filled with true energy and blood, and with a shake of the spear in his hand, his whole body was like A white line pointed directly at Wu Lin.

Although I don't know why Wu Lin, who is just a second-rank Zhou Tian, ​​has a power comparable to that of a ninth-rank true meaning, but now he can't take care of these anymore.

Ke Mulie also brazenly pulled out the golden knife bestowed by Mobei Khan from his waist, his whole body was like a lone wolf, even Zhuang Jian had his long sword out of its sheath, his feet were a little bit, his figure was blurred in the wind and rain.

Hearing what Xiao Ran said, Wu Lin's eyes became more murderous.

"Drive away lightning and strike electricity."

On the nine-section stick, Huang Tian's real dragon turned into a substance, and the thunder light flowed in Wu Lin's eyes, and a violent thunder rushed out from the whole body towards the four directions.

Before the three could react, they were struck by the violent thunder.

From the spear of Xiao Ran, who is the leader, an indomitable momentum gushes out. This is his spear intent, and it is his unique will that has been condensed from decades of spear practice.

Throwing the spear means that he is desperate.

Ke Mulie endured the raging thunder in his body, and the qi and blood on his body directly permeated his skin. He burned all his true qi and remaining lifespan directly, and his hair gradually turned from black to pale.

He is different from Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran can keep his hand, but he has the hope of the entire Mobei Golden Tent, and he has only one goal, which is to kill Wu Lin and Wu Mingkong.

Forcibly resisting the injuries suffered by Wu Lin's Kuang Lei, the speed was even a few positions faster than the spear thrown by Xiao Ran forcefully.

Compared with the two, Zhuang Jian is different. Although he wants to take revenge, he cherishes his life even more.

The moment he was struck by the violent lightning, his whole body was shaped like a wild goose. He retreated tens of meters in just a few breaths. Although he was also injured, it was the lightest.

bang...

A loud noise resounded in Pan'an City, and the long spear with spear intent was knocked away by a hidden weapon shot from nowhere.

The hidden weapon was so powerful that even the true energy and spear intent on the spear couldn't stop it. The long spear was split into two pieces from the center, and the original strength was canceled out in an instant.

Judging from this hidden weapon technique, at least decades of immersion in kung fu is required, otherwise it will definitely not be able to achieve this level.

"Wu Kuangzhu sent someone here?" Not only Xiao Ran thought so, but even Zhuang Jian, this loud noise made everyone fall into a vacillation except for the Mobei alien team.

But the group of Mobei aliens are not only not afraid, but even more excited. This shows that Wu Kuangtu still values ​​these two sons very much. As long as they kill them, it will be enough to make Wu Kuangtu fall into anger.

"Tsk tsk, a bunch of idiots." In the dark, Wu Mingkong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, put away the magically modified Barrett in his hand, and couldn't help but teased.

Who told Xiao Ran to be unruly, everyone is fighting melee and you have to use long-distance, so don't blame Wu Mingkong for being rude.

As for Wu Lin's long-range attacks all the time?

Don't make trouble, Wu Mingkong has always been shameless, how can a shameless person's double standard be regarded as double standard, at best it can only be regarded as showing his own character.

What's more, Wu Mingkong has worked so hard to rely on all kinds of shamelessness and cheating to survive. With this status, he can't formulate rules?

Anyway, now not only is he the player, but he is also the referee. He is also the one who makes the rules, so there is no problem with double standards.

Holding the golden knife in his hand, Ke Mulie rushed through the heavy wind and rain, and he was about to get close.

But Wu Lin didn't panic at all, you know, he is known as the Taiping True Dragon, and he has the martial arts "Five Elements of Heaven and Earth" in his hands.

Ke Mulie swung his long saber towards Wu Lin's neck. If the saber hit Wu Lin, in his eyes, Wu Lin's body and head would definitely be separated.

"Building wood to last forever"

Ke Mulie heard a sound of spring thunder, but he saw Wu Lin waving his hand in front of him.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 555 Martial Arts Contest ([-])

Ke Mulie saw that his golden knife was blocked by the thunder connected by the five-color streamer, and then his chest suddenly hurt. He only felt that the liver and gallbladder in his body were cracked. A record of Jianmu Evergreen was broken up again.

"Stay away from the fire"

"Thick soil load"

"Gengjin Dry Bones"

"Shang Shan is like water"

The five elements in "The Five Elements of Heaven and Earth" were all smashed into Ke Mulie's body by Wu Lin in an instant. At this time, Ke Mulie only felt the surge in his body, the pain that could not be stopped in his internal organs, and he couldn't even hold the golden knife in his hand. stable.

tick...

Above the five sense organs, among the seven orifices, a line of blood dripped from Ke Mulie's face into the muddy water, spreading out like a blood flower.

"Unexpectedly, Wu Kuangtu actually has a son who is more talented than him. He really missed his mark." Ke Mulie's body was filled with dead silence, it seemed that he was about to die, and he was about to die.

Wu Lin did not speak, but folded the golden knife in Ke Mulie's hand with one hand and pulled it. The golden knife drew a bloody line on Ke Mulie's neck. When Wu Lin let go, Ke Mulie's body fell powerlessly , the blood line on the neck gradually enlarged until Ke Mulie's head rolled on the ground.

"He deserves it too." Wu Lin doesn't recognize Wu Kuangtu, the so-called father, let alone Wu Kuangtu, the eldest princess Mu Yun doesn't even recognize him. No one came to help.

"Unexpectedly, you are even crazier than Wu Kuangfu. It seems that Wu Kuangfu has someone to succeed." Xiao Ran took the spear from his hand, and his expression completely regarded Wu Lin as an enemy.

Ke Mulie and him were both rank-[-] true martial artists, and they even had a longer lifespan, but they were killed by Wu Lin casually in such an understatement.

This is not a second-rank Zhou Tian, ​​I am afraid that he is only one step away from a martial artist who can enter the eighth-rank martial art. He is just a young man who is less than double ten. With such terrifying strength and talent, another martial artist is not joking. that's it.

For this reason, Wu Lin must be kept here, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"I'm not crazy, I just want to live a peaceful life, it's very simple, but you have to respond to such a simple request." Wu Lin's tone was very calm, but under the continuous thunder bombardment, it was not convincing at all.

This is the end of the matter, there is only a battle to the death.

Xiao Ran raised the spear in his hand and charged towards Wu Lin again.

It's just that Xiao Ran wanted to wipe out the threat of the Great Cang Dynasty, but Zhuang Jian didn't think so. His whole body was a bit smaller, leaving only afterimages, and he walked towards the gate of Pan'an City.

He cherished his life very much, did he really stay and fight for his life?

If he wanted to take revenge, he would have gone to the frontier to assassinate Wu Kuangren long ago, so how could he still be dragging his feet until now.

He wants to go, but some people don't want him to go.

In the dark, Wu Mingkong set up a modified version of Barrett.

There was another loud bang, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, Zhuang Jian's head exploded into pieces, and his headless body still kept rushing forward and hit the ground, splashing a large puddle of muddy water.