Spiritual energy revived, one person guarding the country

Comparing strength with Mu Yao, there are really not many people at the same level.

The strong man holding the knife was naturally not among them.

However, after the God-killing Spear collided with the sword, Mu Yao suddenly withdrew his strength and withdrew his move.

The purple light on the broadsword flashed away, and the violence in the strong man's eyes turned into solemnity.

It was said that it was too late, but it was so fast. It just happened in the blink of an eye.

Four other men also launched their own attacks.

Meteors fell from the sky and launched an indiscriminate attack on Fatty and Wen Qian's location.

Countless vines quickly grew under Mu Yao's feet.

At the same time, countless ice picks fell from the sky with whistling sounds.

This wasn't the end yet, a flying sword was mixed in the ice cone, blocking Mu Yao's retreat.

Fatty grabbed Wen Qian and activated the space movement. When he reappeared, he had already retreated a hundred meters.

Wen Qian glanced at Fatty angrily and rushed back to the battlefield to help Mu Yao.

But in just such a short time, the situation on the field had reversed.

After the vines appeared, Mu Yao stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the vines broke one after another, without any effect at all.

Mu Yao, on the other hand, used the recoil to rush into the air.

Extremely strong spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from the tip of the God-killing Spear.

Following Mu Yao's wave, a spiritual dragon appeared and rushed towards the ice cones in the sky.

Then, Mu Yao hit the flying sword that exploded from behind with a shot from his horse, knocking the flying sword away.

Mu Yao used his strength again and fell forward.

The strong man with a knife also jumped up on the spot, the long knife in his hand was covered by lightning, trying to stop Mu Yao.

However, Mu Yao didn't care about the violent thunder and lightning energy. He stepped on the tip of the broadsword and fell forward like a dragonfly touching water.

Mu Yao raised the God-killing Spear with both hands high, and when it was about to land, he split Huashan Mountain with one move and hit the ground heavily.

The four men around him hurriedly avoided, but were still hit by the powerful shock wave.

The man closest to Mu Yao was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Mu Yao raised the God-killing Spear and caught up with a man in a few steps. He swept down with one sweep and the man fell to the ground.

In just a few breaths, two of the five men had fallen to the ground.

Wen Qian stopped in the distance, her eyes full of shock.

"You see, Brother Qing can handle them all by himself, we can just watch." Fatty said to Wen Qian proudly, as if the one fighting ahead was not Mu Yao but Fatty Wang.

"We are all in the Golden Core realm. Compared with him, we are far behind." Wen Qian said a little lonely.

"I think sooner or later, I will trample Brother Qing under my feet." The fat man held his head high and was full of fighting spirit.

Wen Qian glanced at the fat man with disgust, "Are you going to crush him to death with the weight of your face?"

"..." Fatty didn't expect that Wen Qian, a man of few words, would suddenly say something like this.

This is too contemptuous.

Just wait, it will be 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Don’t bully the young to be poor, don’t bully the middle-aged to be poor, and don’t bully the old to be poor!

While the two were talking, on the battlefield ahead, only the strong man with the sword was still standing.

Pointing the God-killing Spear at the strong man, Mu Yao said, "You are the leader, right?"

The strong man sheathed his sword, "I didn't expect that a monster like you would come to this recruit camp. The days to come will surely be very exciting."

Mu Yao raised his eyebrows, "Oh? You don't seem to be afraid that I will take care of you as well?"

The strong man had an expression on his face that looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

“We have reported to the barracks and we are now an official soldier.

There are rules in the barracks. You can discuss, but you are not allowed to kill. What's more, you haven't reported yet.

The most you can do is give me a good beating. I'm thick-skinned, so I'm not afraid! "

Mu Yao curled his lips, this was the flesh of the hob.

"Okay, then I'll give you a good beating."

After saying that, Mu Yao quickly struck out and stabbed the strong man in the face with the God-killing Spear.

The strong man did not sit still and waited for death. The long sword in his hand flashed with lightning as he fought with Mu Yao.

Unfortunately, the strong man only managed three moves under Mu Yao before he was knocked down by Mu Yao.

Mu Yao squatted next to the strong man, "How can I put it, I quite admire you.

You guys must have been here not long ago. Judging from your appearance and clothing, you probably don't come from the same small world.

You can bring them together and have a certain degree of tacit understanding, which shows that you have strong organizational skills.

You also disguised yourself as a body refiner and secretly hid the thunder and lightning in the knife. By accident, you got your way.

He found that he couldn't beat him, so he threw out the rules of the new military camp. He was able to stretch and bend, and had a deep scheming mind. He was a character. "

The strong man vomited blood, "Are you trying to say that no matter how many tricks you use, they are all redundant in the face of your absolute strength."

Mu Yao gave a thumbs up, "You are so smart!"

At this time, Fatty and Wen Qian came over.

"Fat man, this guy said we can't kill him, right?" Mu Yao asked the fat man.

The fat man nodded, "Yes, the rules of the military camp are: if you harm your fellow soldiers, you will die!"

Mu Yao nodded slightly and said to the strong man: "You failed in the robbery, should you give us some compensation?"

The strong man tilted his head and snorted coldly, "I don't need money, but I need my life."

"Oh, it's really yours. I think your knife is pretty good, so take it as my trophy." Mu Yao snatched the big knife from the strong man's hand.

"You!" The strong man wanted to take back the sword, but as soon as he made a move, severe pain came from his chest.

The strong man groaned and cursed Mu Yao in his heart for being too cunning, and how many of his ribs were broken.

After finally suppressing the injury, the strong man glanced at Mu Yao and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "We are going to stay in the recruit camp for ten years, so don't do anything wrong."

Mu Yao sighed and looked away from the ring on the strong man's hand, "Humph, they all ran out to rob. They must be poor, so no one cares."

The strong man was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't hold back from yelling.

Then, Muyao confiscated the weapons of the other four men.

"You are still not convinced that you are poor. The best weapons for five of us are only high-grade spiritual weapons. How can you get away with it?" Mu Yao said disappointedly.

The five of them wanted to cut Mu Yao into pieces, but unfortunately, their strength did not allow it.

"Fat Man, Wen Qian, is there anyone you like?" Mu Yao put the five weapons on the ground and said to the Fat Man.

The big knife that the fat man pounced on the strong man like a hungry wolf, if it wasn't too close, he would probably have to move directly over.

"Zizi, look at your worthless look." Mu Yao mocked.

The fat man held the big knife in his arms and began to remove the marks left by the strong man in the knife.

These weapons are all artifacts in survival games.

After the survival game is over, the bound attribute becomes invalid and becomes the owner's mark, which remains in the weapon.

The strong man not far away finally couldn't hold it back and vomited out another mouthful of blood.

"You bully people too much, you bully people too much!"

151

Comparing strength with Mu Yao, there are really not many people at the same level.

The strong man holding the knife was naturally not among them.

However, after the God-killing Spear collided with the sword, Mu Yao suddenly withdrew his strength and withdrew his move.

The purple light on the broadsword flashed away, and the violence in the strong man's eyes turned into solemnity.

It was said that it was too late, but it was so fast. It just happened in the blink of an eye.

Four other men also launched their own attacks.

Meteors fell from the sky and launched an indiscriminate attack on Fatty and Wen Qian's location.

Countless vines quickly grew under Mu Yao's feet.

At the same time, countless ice picks fell from the sky with whistling sounds.

This wasn't the end yet, a flying sword was mixed in the ice cone, blocking Mu Yao's retreat.

Fatty grabbed Wen Qian and activated the space movement. When he reappeared, he had already retreated a hundred meters.

Wen Qian glanced at Fatty angrily and rushed back to the battlefield to help Mu Yao.

But in just such a short time, the situation on the field had reversed.

After the vines appeared, Mu Yao stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the vines broke one after another, without any effect at all.

Mu Yao, on the other hand, used the recoil to rush into the air.

Extremely strong spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from the tip of the God-killing Spear.

Following Mu Yao's wave, a spiritual dragon appeared and rushed towards the ice cones in the sky.

Then, Mu Yao hit the flying sword that exploded from behind with a shot from his horse, knocking the flying sword away.

Mu Yao used his strength again and fell forward.

The strong man with a knife also jumped up on the spot, the long knife in his hand was covered by lightning, trying to stop Mu Yao.

However, Mu Yao didn't care about the violent thunder and lightning energy. He stepped on the tip of the broadsword and fell forward like a dragonfly touching water.

Mu Yao raised the God-killing Spear with both hands high, and when it was about to land, he split Huashan Mountain with one move and hit the ground heavily.

The four men around him hurriedly avoided, but were still hit by the powerful shock wave.

The man closest to Mu Yao was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Mu Yao raised the God-killing Spear and caught up with a man in a few steps. He swept down with one sweep and the man fell to the ground.

In just a few breaths, two of the five men had fallen to the ground.

Wen Qian stopped in the distance, her eyes full of shock.

"You see, Brother Qing can handle them all by himself, we can just watch." Fatty said to Wen Qian proudly, as if the one fighting ahead was not Mu Yao but Fatty Wang.

"We are all in the Golden Core realm. Compared with him, we are far behind." Wen Qian said a little lonely.

"I think sooner or later, I will trample Brother Qing under my feet." The fat man held his head high and was full of fighting spirit.

Wen Qian glanced at the fat man with disgust, "Are you going to crush him to death with the weight of your face?"

"..." Fatty didn't expect that Wen Qian, a man of few words, would suddenly say something like this.

This is too contemptuous.

Just wait, it will be 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Don’t bully the young to be poor, don’t bully the middle-aged to be poor, and don’t bully the old to be poor!

While the two were talking, on the battlefield ahead, only the strong man with the sword was still standing.

Pointing the God-killing Spear at the strong man, Mu Yao said, "You are the leader, right?"

The strong man sheathed his sword, "I didn't expect that a monster like you would come to this recruit camp. The days to come will surely be very exciting."

Mu Yao raised his eyebrows, "Oh? You don't seem to be afraid that I will take care of you as well?"

The strong man had an expression on his face that looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

“We have reported to the barracks and we are now an official soldier.

There are rules in the barracks. You can discuss, but you are not allowed to kill. What's more, you haven't reported yet.

The most you can do is give me a good beating. I'm thick-skinned, so I'm not afraid! "

Mu Yao curled his lips, this was the flesh of the hob.

"Okay, then I'll give you a good beating."

After saying that, Mu Yao quickly struck out and stabbed the strong man in the face with the God-killing Spear.

The strong man did not sit still and waited for death. The long sword in his hand flashed with lightning as he fought with Mu Yao.

Unfortunately, the strong man only managed three moves under Mu Yao before he was knocked down by Mu Yao.

Mu Yao squatted next to the strong man, "How can I put it, I quite admire you.

You guys must have been here not long ago. Judging from your appearance and clothing, you probably don't come from the same small world.

You can bring them together and have a certain degree of tacit understanding, which shows that you have strong organizational skills.

You also disguised yourself as a body refiner and secretly hid the thunder and lightning in the knife. By accident, you got your way.

He found that he couldn't beat him, so he threw out the rules of the new military camp. He was able to stretch and bend, and had a deep scheming mind. He was a character. "

The strong man vomited blood, "Are you trying to say that no matter how many tricks you use, they are all redundant in the face of your absolute strength."

Mu Yao gave a thumbs up, "You are so smart!"

At this time, Fatty and Wen Qian came over.

"Fat man, this guy said we can't kill him, right?" Mu Yao asked the fat man.

The fat man nodded, "Yes, the rules of the military camp are: if you harm your fellow soldiers, you will die!"

Mu Yao nodded slightly and said to the strong man: "You failed in the robbery, should you give us some compensation?"

The strong man tilted his head and snorted coldly, "I don't need money, but I need my life."

"Oh, it's really yours. I think your knife is pretty good, so take it as my trophy." Mu Yao snatched the big knife from the strong man's hand.

"You!" The strong man wanted to take back the sword, but as soon as he made a move, severe pain came from his chest.

The strong man groaned and cursed Mu Yao in his heart for being too cunning, and how many of his ribs were broken.

After finally suppressing the injury, the strong man glanced at Mu Yao and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "We are going to stay in the recruit camp for ten years, so don't do anything wrong."

Mu Yao sighed and looked away from the ring on the strong man's hand, "Humph, they all ran out to rob. They must be poor, so no one cares."

The strong man was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't hold back from yelling.

Then, Muyao confiscated the weapons of the other four men.

"You are still not convinced that you are poor. The best weapons for five of us are only high-grade spiritual weapons. How can you get away with it?" Mu Yao said disappointedly.

The five of them wanted to cut Mu Yao into pieces, but unfortunately, their strength did not allow it.

"Fat Man, Wen Qian, is there anyone you like?" Mu Yao put the five weapons on the ground and said to the Fat Man.

The big knife that the fat man pounced on the strong man like a hungry wolf, if it wasn't too close, he would probably have to move directly over.

"Zizi, look at your worthless look." Mu Yao mocked.

The fat man held the big knife in his arms and began to remove the marks left by the strong man in the knife.

These weapons are all artifacts in survival games.

After the survival game is over, the bound attribute becomes invalid and becomes the owner's mark, which remains in the weapon.

The strong man not far away finally couldn't hold it back and vomited out another mouthful of blood.

"You bully people too much, you bully people too much!"