Super Dimensional Kingdom

Now Kou Zhongbai is under Song Que's sect, and Xu Ziling is worshiping under Wuyazi's sect. Considering the performance of the two in the original work, they are still practicing the formula of longevity. The one that suits them is the best, and the foundation of teaching Who dares to say that the skills are weak, the most important thing is to improve the effect of aptitude.

With the master's teachings from Zhou, and the longevity formula that once you succeed in cultivation, you will be born with innate qi. After a few years, the combat effectiveness of the two is close to the peak acquired, and the combination (joining hands) will have innate combat effectiveness, and it is time to go out for a walk.

So in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Mo took Bai Qing'er to the main altar of the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect. In fact, Zhu Yuyan hadn't received a letter from Bai Qing'er for nearly half a year, and she already understood that her apprentice had betrayed her.

Zhu Yuyan still felt a little heartbroken for the betrayal of Momen, who was like eating and drinking, but she was even more curious about what benefits the other party had given her. The betrayal was so thorough that she completely fell for the other party, and she didn't bother to talk to her former master.

Hearing the news from her subordinates, Zhu Yuyan sneered from the bottom of her heart, whether it was Qinger's change of heart this time or Mo Zhe's self-confidence, but it doesn't matter, the Yingui faction is no better than the Turkic army, and this time there is enough time to form troops, I want to try the edge of the great master.

Zhu Yuyan would not think that the visitor was here for sightseeing and friendly consultation, the time was wrong, and the method was wrong.

"Master, do you want Wanwan to test it out?" A quirky girl asked, with a pair of crystal jade feet touching the ground, but not dust, which shows her profound skill.

"No, tell the disciples to prepare, those who come are not good."

Zhu Yuyan denied that although she had never seen the other party make a real move, the strength calculated based on the record would definitely not be too far away. This apprentice folded in and the gain outweighed the loss.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man dressed as a scribe spoke. This man has a white face, is handsome, and is full of the charm of a mature man. There is a flash of lightning between his eyes, and he stands proudly with his hands behind his back. , self-admired, aloof and out of the ordinary, "Master, can you hand over Qing'er to Bian."

Zhu Yuyan glanced at the sidelines, this number two figure of the Yingui Sect is her junior after all, she hid her disdain and displeasure in her heart, and said after pondering, "Okay, if you can grab Qing'er, then I'll let you disposal."

"Thank you, Sect Master." The corners of Bianbu's mouth turned up slightly, with joy on his face, as if Bai Qing'er was already on his plate.

Chapter 50 Bed Crossbow 289

Zhu Yuyan waved her hands and set the final tone, "Okay, everyone, prepare well, they are only three days away from here. ∫ Magazine ∠ ∠ Chong ∫"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

As her subordinate retreated, Zhu Yuyan stared blankly at the ceiling, Wanwan knew that Master was thinking about that bastard again.

After a long time, Zhu Yuyan said, "Is there any news about Shi Zhixuan?"

Wan Wan, who was standing by, said, "Recently, I heard that he appeared in Sichuan, but there is no definite news."

Regarding Shi Zhixuan's definite news, Wanwan concealed it as much as she could, but these inaccurate news were reported without any pressure. She was really afraid that Shi Zhixuan would be blocked by her master, who was not as good as the other party's master. There is really no room for turning around with the move of burning jade and stone together.

The friendship between Wanwan and Zhu Yuyan is much deeper than that of Bai Qinger and others. I am afraid that the daughter of Shan Meixian will be jealous when she sees it. It's another story, of course, the spare tire of the Yingui Sect and the spare tire of Cihang Jingzhai are two kinds of treatment.

Just like Bi Xiuxin and Fan Qinghui back then, it was another result to turn the spare tire into a full-time job. One is now the leader of the Bai Dao, and the other has become a dead bone in the grave.

Well, it's too far away. Three days later, before coming to the Yingui Sect, Chen Mo turned the faces of everyone in the Liuli Realm out, so Chen Mo brought everyone to the main altar of the Yingui Sect.

Seeing a group of people standing behind the fence, plugging their ears with cotton, swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands, wide wooden crossbows and arrows all being stringed, and the cold light pointing directly at the direction of the approaching people, that kind of embarrassment that is trembling as if facing a big enemy In this way, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth cracked and he let out a laugh, which was especially harsh in this chilling environment.

Faced with Chen Mo's reaction, although the other party's face turned red, he did not move further. There is no way that once a firefight occurs, those standing in the first row will lie down the fastest. If they can live, no one wants to die, even the dead That's all.

When Chen Mo laughed enough, he said in a low voice, although the voice was not loud, it spread under the influence of true energy, "Zhu Zongzhu, why don't you come out to see the guests when you come to visit?"

"An evil guest is coming, what's there to see, but Yuyan doesn't think he's Shibi Khan, so it's okay to meet him."

A thought-provoking but majestic female voice came, and then the crowd behind parted from it. At the head of it was a woman with plain and elegant clothes, her face hidden in a heavy veil, walking towards her, followed closely behind. The next one is the top level of the Yingui faction, "clouds, rain and repairs" Bi Shouxuan "Magic Shadow" side up to Wen Caiting, Elder Yun, Elder Xia, "Silver-haired Witch" Danmei Houhou.

Bian Bucheng and Bi Shouxuan saw that all the women opposite were stunning, their eyes lit up immediately, and they had different thoughts.

In the nearby mountains and forests, spies from various factions were also guarding. Chen Mo swaggered towards the Yin Gui faction, how could they miss the opportunity to find out the strength of the two parties?

Zhu Yuyan has a graceful and slender figure, with her hair tied in a high bun. Even if she can't see her beautiful face, she can still feel her elegant demeanor. It's just her standing posture, which makes people feel endlessly admired and full. With an extremely subtle hint of confusion, the sandalwood mouth behind the black gauze opened, "I don't know, why did Brother Dao ask Yuyan for the so-called?"

Zhu Yuyan knew that Chen Mo was going to suffer when she saw that the two of them came, especially her daughter Shan Meixian's hateful eyes. Demon Gate will test the depth of this suddenly appearing Grand Master, and will never hide his message.

"Seeing that the Yingui faction is destined to be with me, I'm here to accept it."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, the atmosphere on both sides suddenly cooled down, although it wasn't so good just now.

Zhu Yuyan found out that the other party had made the matter clear, and there was no need to evade it and asked coldly, "It seems that I have to do it?"

Chen Mo pointed at the beds with a funny face and said, "Didn't you think so first?"

"Haha, Brother Dao's demeanor is too attractive, my little sister is just on guard."

Zhu Yuyan covered her mouth and chuckled, but said coldly, "Kill!"

"Sure enough, people from the Demon Sect can turn their faces faster than turning a book!" Chen Mo shrugged and moaned helplessly.

Chen Mo took a step forward, stretched out his hand to push the flying arrow away and said, "You guys stay here for now, the bed crossbow is still too much of a threat to you, wait until I destroy it before you go on it."

Everyone was not hypocritical. A bed crossbow would not be able to pose a threat to a congenital master, but there were still arrows next to it. If there were more than one bed crossbow, it would be a tragedy for He to lose sight of the other.

Creaking, slowly moving the bed crossbow bracket, adjusting the direction slightly.

shhhhhh!

As the violent sound of breaking wind came to mind, the operator did not check the results, but started to pull the winch and continue to wind.

Chen Mo stepped out, but within a few steps, the first crossbow arrow had already traveled tens of feet away, and arrived in front of him. The arrow with the thickness of an ordinary person's wrist, the arrow with a cold light, and the whistling sound of breaking wind were all Demonstrates its astonishing destructive power.

Chen Mo's eyes were bright, and his hands were sticky. After putting on the arrow shaft, his arms passed behind him, and his body's center of gravity sank, his forward steps were blocked, and his right heel was even lowered by half an inch.

The crossbow circled half a circle around Chen Mo, handed it over from Chen Mo's right hand to Chen Mo's left hand, adjusted its direction slightly, and threw it out with a star shift, and Chen Mo stepped forward again.

The crossbow bolts of the bed crossbow made Chen Mo afraid. Ordinary arrows are good enough to get close. The rate of fire of a military son is only 150m/s, which is quite different from the speed of bullets. It's not easy yet.

Even though the crossbow arrows broke in just now, the force field formed by the shifting stars still did not dissipate.

Chen Mo's strength has now reached the level of breaking the army, and he can destroy a modern heavy infantry regiment, let alone the ancient army. As long as he doesn't put himself in a desperate situation, he can kill as many as he wants.

The crossbow turned around, it was a sharp weapon in their hands just now, but it suddenly became their life-threatening charm, but Chen Mo didn't waste time on these people, the goal of the crossbow was the city-breaking crossbow.

What kind of experience is it to shoot back a crossbow that can be nailed into the city wall? Imagine a pistol exploding, a similar effect.