This is My Juggernaut Journey

The white snake below had just stuffed its teeth, and its bloodthirsty eyes happened to look upwards.

There is an existence that ninjas cannot fight!Without even thinking about it, the old man threw out several of them, stepped on the thin steel wire like flying, and quickly left.

There was a 'boom' sound coming from behind, the gravel flew all over the sky, and the wind howled, but the old man ran very fast, and the snake head had to shrink back resentfully.

The old man escaped, without the slightest excitement, he punched the ground angrily.

"Damn! Let this guy run away again!"

It was Madame Butterfly who was chasing after her. She was ordered by Yuzuru to stay in the Boi Forest all the time. After staying for a long time, she finally met her old friend.Unexpectedly, Xiao was still as cautious as before, and ran away after a few rounds of fighting, and then fled across most of Weiming to this Weiming city.

Now that the white snake is blocking the way, she is completely lost.

"Escaping still has the style of previous years, hum, but as long as you don't run out of Weiming Country, you will die sooner or later!" Cursed bitterly, Madam Butterfly had no choice but to turn around and go back.

Return to that annoying brat....

A little trick was used to make his bandits return without success. Kui Ren went straight to Mount Jingang and stayed in Weiming all his life. No one knows better than him where there is a secret way and where there is a shortcut.So even if the mountain road was blocked by Xianfeng Temple, he could still find a way to go up the mountain.

Since he came and went several times during the year, everyone in Xianfeng Temple was no longer surprised by the ninja who appeared and disappeared. He found a monk at random, and the latter led the way to the mountain hall from the practice path.

The mountain road is steep, but the human heart is even more sinister.

Kui Ren saw that the entire Xianfeng Temple was heavily guarded, and the open space was full of corpses. Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise maggots and flies would definitely be everywhere.

"Are these monks too lazy to do superficial work?" Xiao sneered in his heart. In the past, monks would chant scriptures to transcend, but now they just throw them on the ground and don't bother to bury them. You must know that most of them are former pilgrims.

In order not to die, Xianfeng Temple can change the Palace of Faith and become an evil heretic. In order not to die, they can turn the former parents of food and clothing into experimental props. In order to not die, they can provide war materials to anyone.

"It's really sad..." The ninja shook his head, but thinking that he was also a sad person, he almost couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

That's right, resist desperately for me, fight with all your strength, you two will die together, how can I reap the fruits! ?

Xiao Xiao, who practiced the way of shavings, was extremely happy. At this moment, the main hall of Xianfeng Temple had arrived, and the door was still pushed open by the naginata chaos, and the host was still sitting with his back to the door.

The candlelight was dim, illuminating the Thousand Avalokitesvara like a ghost, and there was a rotten smell coming from the whole hall, and there was no trace of Buddhist purity at all.

There was nothing polite about it, Xiao Xiao strode in directly, stood three steps behind the host, without greetings, sat down cross-legged and asked directly:

"The happy and peaceful time is over, is Xianfeng Temple ready for the bloody storm?"

"Bloody... wind and blood? We... our Xianfeng Temple will not be an enemy of anyone." It was only a year since we saw each other, and the host seemed to be a hundred years old, and the intermittent voice was not only low , and slowly like a dead wood.

It was a complete torture to the listeners, but fortunately Xiao had enough patience, and finally waited for the host to finish speaking, but he sneered: "Hmph, do you regret the experiment of the Son of Transformation? You killed so many people, and now you know you were wrong." Already!?"

"Since you are already a heretic who is more sinful than greed, hatred and ignorance, don't even think about turning your back on it, it's too late! Either you will be killed by Wei Ming Yixin and Fei Cun Yuxian, or you will set up a scheme to kill them, monk, choose quickly!" Same!"

Kui Ren urged, as if telling himself, since he chose to betray, then kill to the end.

Any mature person knows that there is no whitewashing in the world, no matter what difficulties you have or what your past is, a mistake is a mistake, if you don't want to be killed, then kill!

"Xian... Feng Temple has been counted...for a hundred years, our long-cherished wish..."

In the slow tone, it is the confusion of life and death, which seems to have not been fully understood.

Kui Ren smiled vulgarly, since he is confused, everything is easy to talk about.Speaking of this group of monks, if they want to die, they will die long ago. Why do they stay in the world and cause harm to the world?

"Then leave it to me, the game of fighting for survival has begun."

The majestic body stood up, and in the bold laughter was the despicable idea of ​​using others as cannon fodder.

He narrowed his eyes, not to mention the life and death of the monk, he didn't even pay attention to the victory or defeat of the inner palace.

"This Xianfeng Temple should have something left by that guy..."

Kui Ren, who was familiar with almost all the secrets of Weiming Kingdom, smiled deeper, strode outside the hall, and went to 'arrange defense'.

PS: I'm asleep, I have a busy day on Saturday, hey. . .

Chapter 93 Inner Army

Kui Ren has pulled Xianfeng Temple onto the pirate ship, but Yuxian's real enemies are not them at all.

Weiming country is located in the mountains, the further south along the rushing Longquan River, the flatter the terrain, passing the scorched-earth Pingtian Village, and the mountains beyond.

Although it was snowing heavily, the temperature was not as cold as in the mountains. After crossing the Guanzhao that the Weiming Kingdom had abandoned, there was an endless plain.

The terrain is flat, the water conservancy is abundant, and the villages are scattered, which is in stark contrast to the uninhabited Weiming Country.

This can be a land of kings and hegemony. At that time, Wei Mingyixin of the famous towns and countries was fully capable of taking it into his pocket, but he was so focused on the way of swords that he missed the opportunity of chaos in the world. At that time, a certain monkey had not yet become Guan Bai , the old tortoise is still forbearing.

No matter how hard you go, as long as you have enough strength in your hands, you can achieve a career.

But after missing it, there is no regret medicine to take, Fengchen is gone, the world tends to be unified, after the mountains are flattened, how can there be room for small warlords in these places, and Wei Ming’s family is not right, the inner government cannot tolerate its continued existence .

Behind the village is the city, with the family crest of the inner government hanging on the top of the city. It is far less precipitous than Weiming City, but it relies on the continuous barracks below the city.

The most reliable defense of a strong city is warriors. What if the world is rich and the city wall is not repaired?

There are continuous military tents, military flags all over the sky, warriors, iron cannons, Guobeng, and war horses can be seen everywhere. Almost everyone is well-armored and physically strong. Anyway, compared with the Weiming warrior, everyone is rich.

This is the main formation of the Inner Palace Army, with at least ten thousand people, and it is impossible to pass through the block outside the mountain. Zenichiro Ashina came several times, but he was beaten all over his head, and then he simply retreated into the mountain.

But the mountains are also troublesome for the inner government army. The terrain is too complicated to accommodate the army. There are too many people going, and the logistics often cannot keep up.Let's talk about a small Weiming country, no one wants to pay too much price, and the other party's little material production will be surrounded to death.

Therefore, the corpses that have been seen and killed over the years are scattered all over the field. Those casualties are a drop in the bucket for the inner government, and they can also consume the strength of the non-pedigree daimyo by the way, but for Wei Ming, the whole country is almost dead.

The long tug-of-war did not capture Weiming City, and the news of the sword master township was spreading throughout the world, and the middle and lower levels of the inner mansion also believed it, because Yixin's knife had indeed killed many masters, but the upper level just laughed and guessed. That Juggernaut should also be old and frail, and decided to let the matter end in the past two years.