Fantasy Legend

Chapter 369 First Battle

The first update...

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A strong teenager walked in and out of the crowd.

"Master Leng, what are you doing?" The teenager's face was suspicious, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. Leng Qiuwu narrowed his eyes. The teenager looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Lin Chi has changed a lot now. His figure is much stronger and he looks much more mature. The most important thing is that the temperament of the whole person has changed greatly. Leng Qiuwu would think that a childish little servant of the Leng family had become so majestic and powerful now, and he was also the leader of the group of extremely dangerous killers in black in front of him. Leng Qiuwu believes that this group of people in black is definitely a group of strictly trained killers, because only the killers can exude such a murderous atmosphere and hide their spiritual cultivation so well.

"Hey hey, it seems that the young master doesn't remember me! Then Lin Chi will find someone you know to talk to you!" Xiao Chizi smiled, and the round face looked very simple and pure (well, it's true!).

A little boy wearing a tiger leather hat and tiger-headed shoes flashed in Qiu Lengwu's mind and suddenly said, "It's you!"

"Leng Qiuwu, be all right!" A cold-faced young man came in with a cold face, separated from the crowd, and he was accompanied by a big man with a big man.

Leng Qiuwu's pupils contracted slightly, and he was secretly alert. He said lightly, "Leng Ao, what do you mean?"

Leng Qiuwu secretly raised his spiritual power and was ready to escape at any time, but he didn't know whether Leng Ao and others knew that he had participated in the hijacking of Ye Jun's mother. If so, it would be quite troublesome for him to escape. However, looking at Leng Ao and others, they should not know about this matter, or they won't talk nonsense to themselves.

It really made Leng Qiuwu guess right. Ye Jun did not send someone to inform Leng Ao and others about this matter, so as not to worry the condensed snow girls. Long Tianwen also strictly ordered the disciples of the clan not to leak the news, which affected the military heart of the disciples of Xiaoyao, so Leng Qiuwu had turned to the demon clan. Leng Ao really didn't know that he always thought that Leng Qiuwu had been killed by Ma Xiaolong, because when Ma Xiaolong returned to Haoxuefeng, he told him like this.

He said coldly and arrogantly, "It's nothing. I'm just curious that the second young master of the Leng family scolded the young master as a wild seed, and then the young master killed the second young master!"

Leng Qiuwu's face changed. It seems that Leng Ao and others have been ambushed here for a long time. Everything that just happened can be seen in his eyes. In fact, Leng Ao and others have not been in ambush here for a long time. They just marched here in a hurry. They just rested for a while and were ready to meet the plane. Unexpectedly, they happened to bump into the scene of brothers.

Leng Qiuwu said with a calm face, "This is my family's family. Isn't it your turn to mind your own business?" Leng Ao nodded and said, "Yes, I don't bother to care about your family's family affairs, but who is the person in your arms?" Speaking of this, Leng Ao's face turned gloomy, hoping that this person was not the woman he was looking for.

A trace of doubt flashed on Leng Qiuwu's face: "What are you doing here?" This is my mother!"

Leng Ao's heart trembled, his fists were clenched, and then he slowly relaxed. The embankment in his heart was broken, but the flood of hatred did not flow away, as if he waved a heavy punch but hit the air, which was uncomfortable. Leng Ao took a deep breath, calmed down, and said lightly, "Why did you die?"

Leng Qiuwu didn't know Leng Ao's complicated and contradictory mood at this moment. He said coldly, "It's none of your business. Get out of the way now!"

Leng Ao was silent for a moment, waved his hand, and Xuanwuwei's disciple gave way. Leng Ao was cold on the surface, but he was a person with clear kindness and resentment. The person who killed his mother was the Han family. He recognized the Han family alone and would not spread hatred to others. Or he would not join the Xiaoyao School, because the wife of the condensation Xue was also the second lady of the Leng family.

Leng Qiuwu started to leave with Han's body in his arms. Leng Ao suddenly said, "You threw your second brother here like this?" Leng Qiuwu stopped and said coldly, "He is not my second brother!" After saying that, he rose into the air.

At this moment, three or four figures flew rapidly towards this side. Without waiting for Leng Ao's order, Xuanwuwei's movements were neatly scattered and uniformly and squatted down, and more than 10,000 crossbows were raised at the same time. The scene was extremely spectacular, and an invisible murderous atmosphere was formed over more than 10,000 people.

The two people running in front of them just flew over the crowd, and they couldn't help trembling. The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly turned blood red. He flew down and said sadly, "Tong'er!"

Leng Ao waved his hand and stopped Xiaochi from shooting arrows. Lin Chi stopped in time. The other 10,000 people were also as strict as one person. None of the arrows were shot out of control. In the past few days, they marched along the border and ran in. Although this team of 10,000 people had not reached the first batch, they were quite tacitly understanding when they cooperated.

The people who rushed to him were Leng Kong and Xue Ji. Naturally, it was Qimu and another magic general. Leng Qiuwu originally wanted to escape, but when he saw Qimu coming, it was not easy to escape again and quietly circled behind Qimu.

Qimu looked awe-inspiringly at the people in black with more than 10,000 black clothes and black trousers below, as well as the magic machine crossbow in their hands. He couldn't be more familiar with this magic crossbow. When he attacked the Xiaoyao School, he suffered a lot of this kind of fun. Qimu looked around and did not find Ye Jun or the figure of the thin old man. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and was very sure that as long as the terrible Ye Jun was not there, it would be easy for him to get out calmly and even destroy this team of thousands of people.

Leng Ao naturally recognized that this bald man was the demon master who attacked Hao Xuefeng at the beginning. He waved his hand suddenly without thinking about it.

Ten thousand crossbows lit up at the same time, and more than 10,000 powerful arrows came to Qimu and others almost at the same time. The strong hissing of the powerful arrow was like thunder rising from the flat ground. The sound was quite scary, and the arrows covered the sky.

Qimu and the demon general were killed, but they didn't expect Leng Ao to order an attack without saying a word. In a hurry, they only had time to carry magic, protect their whole body, and waved the magic weapon in their hands to sweep down the arrows. However, the crossbow arrows were all powered by the spirit stone. They were really strong and continuous. After a while, they felt uncontrollable. Leng Qiuwu originally wanted to be safe behind Qimu, but it turned out to be an arrow rake, but he reacted quickly. He suddenly sacrificed the lotus platform and wrapped himself in. The strong arrow hit the lotus platform and bounced back one after another.

Qimu shouted angrily, "Get out first!" Out of thin air, he turned out a big hand and blocked the powerful arrow sprinkled like raindrops. He had to withdraw and retreat to avoid the edge, and then kill it back. At that time, the initiative would be in his own hands.

Boom! Boom! Boom... More than a dozen loud noises, more than a dozen white lights flashed!

Qimu's magical big hand was smashed in an instant. Qimu only felt a pain in his chest. He was so shocked that he didn't have time to check the injury and turned into a wisp of black smoke. Another magic general was not so lucky. He was hit by two spiritual explosions. One hit his head and immediately opened the ladle. His brain burst, and his left leg was broken. Before the body fell to the ground, it was dismembered by the crossbow arrows all over the sky.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or maybe these Xuanwuwei disciples were angered by the strong defense of the lotus platform. Most of the light cannons greeted the lotus platform. As a result, the lotus platform was hit five or six times. The light was dim and staggered down, and the stunned Leng Qiuwu was spit out by the lotus platform. As soon as Lin Chi raised his hand, all the disciples of Xuanwuwei immediately stopped at the same time and quickly replaced the arrow cluster. The spirit stone does not need to be replaced. The spirit stone used by Xuanwuwei is the best spirit stone, which can provide the power of 10,000 crossbows, which is similar to a perpetual motion machine.

Lin Chi waved his hand, and ten Xuanwuwei disciples jumped up like fierce leopards. In an instant, they arrived at the edge of Leng Qiuwu. They suddenly tied Leng Qiuwu tightly and brought it back. Leng Qiuwu's performance just now seemed to be in the same group with Qimu and others.

From the launch of the first arrow to the escape of Qimu, the demon will be captured in seconds, and Leng Qiuwu is captured. It's only a few minutes. In the process, no one has said a word, clean and neatly.

Both Leng Kong and Xue Ji couldn't help staring at each other. What kind of evil is this? Xiaochizi personally commanded the actual battle for the first time. His face was red with excitement, and his heart still fluttered. Looking at the other recruits of Xuanwuwei, his performance was similar. Leng Ao couldn't help shaking his head gently. This group of people had too little actual combat, and the gap with the first batch was quite obvious, but this bull knife was also good.

"Haha, boy, it's okay!" Killing wind cracked his big mouth and patted Senchi on the shoulder.