Chapter 31

Bottle Wind City East City.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Under the bottlewind city, tens of thousands of barbarians roared, and the huge shouts made people deaf. Hundreds of miles around the bottlewind city fled in panic. When human beings are united, even powerful monsters dare not stop their sharpness.

"All the soldiers, those who break the city first, seal thousands of households, reward 10,000 taels of gold, and 100 beautiful women!"

The leader of Shuangjiang stood in front of the battle and roared loudly. With his agitation, the soldiers immediately made a roar, and everyone's face was full of eager to fight.

Hundreds of beautiful women, this is not the wrinkled and black-faced old women in the tribe, but the real beauties in the iron box who are tender and white and can squeeze out water. For the barbarians, the only advantage of human beings on earth is the whiteness and beauty of women, which is simply comparable to those fairies in the sky, holding like fairies. The same white woman sleeps, and just thinking about it can make them smash their heads on the iron wall of Bottlewind City.

"Castle!"

The leader of Shuangjiang raised his sword and roared, and the three-meter cowhide drum behind him sounded. The sound of the drums shook the world, and the drums were dense and shocking. The defenders of Bottlewind City felt that their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats with the drums.

"Kill!" The fairy barbarians finally launched the most tragic attack on Bottlewind City, and almost all the soldiers rushed to the wall, as if a dark tide was coming to Bottlewind City.

Li Feng looked at the overwhelming barbarians and sneered at the corners of his mouth: "The order, the wind battalion is ready to shoot with all its strength after the enemy soldiers enter the range!"

The messenger repeated Li Feng's order hoarsely at the microphone in front of him: "The wind camp is ready. After the enemy enters the range, shoot with all your strength!"

"Send the order, the third battalion of Bottle Wind is ready. After the enemy throws down the climbing rope, it will be cut off immediately. The secret is not to allow a barbarian to climb the wall!"

"Preparation for the three battalions..."

"The order, the engineering battalion is ready. After the enemy soldiers begin to throw ropes, they will immediately open all the electric tower attacks. Be sure to break up the enemy camp and not allow them to rob buildings in groups."

Ordered to pass one by one, Mo alone came to Li Feng with an arrow pot: "Lord, in the end, these arrows have also been infused with spiritual power and can be used when the war is tight. It's time for us to prepare the next defense facility."

Li Feng took the arrow pot with both hands and stared at Mo Du and said, "Mo Lao, please."

Mo alone nodded and led more than a dozen tired students to leave the city wall.

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120 kilometers southeast of Pingfeng City, outside the Yuanjiang tribe.

"Cam Chai Battalion, it's already two o'clock in the afternoon!" A soldier reported in a low voice.

Chai Ning nodded, took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his arms, carefully opened it, and took out a thin piece of bamboo from it to watch.

This is the kit left by Luo Han to Chai Ning, indicating that if she does not appear for more than six hours, Chai Ning can open the kit and act according to the plan.

There are only eight words on the bamboo slice: "Slaughter the immortals and barbarians, cut the grass and eradicate them!"

Chai Ning nodded slightly, as if he was listening to Luo Han's order. He put away the bamboo pieces, raised his resolute face, and looked at the soldiers waiting for his order: "The athletes of Bingfeng City, the fierce immortal master has other important things to deal with. The last abys Jiang Xianman tribe will be conquered by us. Do you dare? Go?"

"They are all a group of old and weak women and children, why don't you dare?" The soldiers roared and waved their sabres covered with dark red blood stains.

"Okay, line up and attack the Yuanjiang tribe!"

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Yangnan Xiantang.

Wu Yongmao, formerly known as Wu Emao, was born in an unknown mountain village in Longnan. He was timid by nature, so when he was taken to the mountain by the monks of the Piaoling Sword School at the age of 12, he was not as ecstatic as ordinary children, but was worried all day long. It turned out that he was timid and afraid of death when he knew that the monks After the extremely fierce battle, he was not happy.

Although he is greedy and afraid of death, Wu Emao's immortal cultivation qualification is not bad. After more than 40 years of fearful hard practice, he finally entered the threshold of the foundation-building monk. The children who practiced at the same time with him were almost dead, but just as he was glad that his life was great, he accidentally penetrated into the earth.

Of course, Wu Emao continued to give full play to his timid characteristics. As soon as he arrived on the earth, he joined the seemingly powerful Baiguan. Unexpectedly, soon after joining, he was dragged to Pingshan to search for some unicorns holding Dantu. As a result, he was involved in the battle between Baiguan and Pingshan and Pingshan beasts and almost died in Pingshan, but with his special life-saving skills, he actually lucked. After surviving, he experienced countless wars. Although he never made achievements, he did not die in a hundred battles and became a little famous in the White Hall.

The so-called people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Wu Emao has been fighting for a long time and is known as a blessed general, so this time he was finally favored by Song Xingfeng and sent to Longnan Fairy Hall to cooperate with Lin Aixin in winning the treasure.

Wu Emao's life-saving skill is called the turtle shell magic skill, which is to build dozens of spiritual shields on the periphery of the body. No matter how fiercely the enemy attacks, he just closes his eyes and sticks to it. His spiritual shield is very strange and consumes very little spiritual power, so he can top it for three days and nights without exhaustion of spiritual power.

But now Wu Emao is in trouble.

A half-human and half-beast monster similar to his appearance appeared opposite him. The monster was devouring the spiritual shield he released. Although the speed of the monster's spiritual shield was very slow, it finally trapped him and could not get rid of the monster when it was time to go out. After saying that, he will eventually be trapped in the fairy hall.

Wu Emao wanted to ask for help, but his three companions were screaming one after another and were killed one by the monsters summoned by Duan Yueyang with the mythical beast bottle.

"Haha, I've heard that there is a turtle monk in the White Hall for a long time. It's probably you!"

Duan Yueyang looked at Wu Emao, who was at a loss behind the tortoise shell-like spiritual shield, and laughed. Now he has killed his wife and enemies, and can bring a large number of treasures back to the mountain. The anger in his heart has finally been reduced a little.

"Duan Daoyou, I have no choice but to be forced into this fairy hall, and your wife's death has nothing to do with me..."

" Shut up!"

Duan Yueyang shouted and interrupted Wu Emao's plea for mercy. He said coldly, "If you say that you will break the sky, you will die today!"

After saying that, Duan Yueyang no longer paid attention to Duan Yueyang, but collected the bags and magic weapons scattered by the monks in the valley. In particular, there was a mysterious futon obtained from other spaces in Song Wanjun's bag. He didn't know what it was useful, but it must not be simple.

Looking at Duan Yueyang picking up magic weapons, Wu Emao was anxious and knew that Duan Yueyang should be cruel to himself after dealing with the chores. He hid in a turtle shell-like spiritual shield and turned anxiously. Suddenly, he saw a practicing monk with a mask flying towards him in the distance. Come on.

"Ah...that...who...Quick, help me..."

Wu Emao suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a practicing monk in this space, but he didn't expect that he was not dead yet. He didn't remember what the other party called at all and shouted anxiously.

Luo Han smiled and instructed the Red Dragon Sword to aim at the monster in front of Wu Emao, but the monster seemed to be very strong, and the Red Dragon Sword could not do anything about it for a while.

Wu Emao shouted anxiously, "Use more spiritual power, come on."

In the distance, Duan Yueyang has collected all the magic weapons, with seven or eight bloody bags hanging around his waist, and his face was full of sneering thinking that Wu Emao and Luo Han came.

"You're fast, it's really useless..." Wu Emao cursed anxiously.

Luo Han suddenly interrupted Wu Emao's words coldly: "Uncle Wu, I can't deal with the demon way of Spirit Beast Mountain alone. If you want to live, you'd better give full play to your strength. If you want to die, you can't be afraid of death!"

Wu Ermao was stunned, and Luo Han's eyes revealed a cold murderous spirit. The cold voice of the other party woke him up. Indeed, how much can a monk in the training period do? If you really want to deal with Duan Yueyang, at least two people have to work together. Can you hide in the turtle shell and let the practicing monk outside defeat Duan Yueyang? Question mark

"Yes, I'm scared. I'm not just a turtle shell. At least I'm also a foundation monk, and I can also fight back! I don't want to die, Duan Yueyang, I'll fight with you!"

Wu Emao flew out of a circular blade from the bag and cut it to the monster opposite.

Luo Han smiled slightly, and the Red Dragon Sword finally lit up a red light. With Wu Emao's circular round blade, he cut the monsters summoned by the mythical beast spirit bottle into pieces.

Wu Emao said to Luo Han awe, "Uncle and nephew, it turns out that your sword is extraordinary. It seems that it also hides your strength, but you must not underestimate the enemy. Duan Yueyang's magic weapon is magical, and there is thunder pattern armor to protect the body. Today, in addition to fighting to the death, I'm afraid there is no way to live."

Luo Han said, "I will follow the instructions of my uncle and will definitely fight with the spirit beast mountain demon road."

Li Dayong and others in the village clapped their hands and smiled, "Hey, the immortals are finally willing to come true. That guy who plays with bottles is going to be unlucky!"