Chapter 75 Battle against the Chenfa Puppet

Just when Nalan Lingqi was surprised, a mechanical but loud voice like a bell suddenly came from the martial arts arena: "All together, we will start!"

"Yes, respect the marshal's order!"

The roaring sounded from everywhere, and the echo of the valley shook the eardrums. Then, the people shouted horses, and the earthquake trembled and became a mess.

But this mess lasted only 3 minutes and immediately calmed down, leaving only a heavy gasp. It was this kind of breathing that put endless pressure on Zhou Yi's heart!

10,000 troops silently around the command platform in the middle of the martial arts arena, unifying the dark red fine steel armor, long guns and crossbows shining dazzlingly in the sun, and hunting with military flags, showing the strict discipline of the team. This kind of strength of tens of thousands of people advancing and retreating together has a shocking power compared with Chen Xiu's strong man.

In addition, Zhou Yi also noticed that there was a faint white light in the martial arts arena centered on the place where the order was issued. This kind of light seems to have a special soul purification effect, which makes people involuntarily boil blood and listen to orders. He moved slightly and asked Nalan Lingqi, "How is Marshal Mo's cultivation?"

"Metal method, the peak level of refining gods."

At this time, Marshal Mo in the distance, surrounded by twelve guards, slowly stepped on the command platform. When the crystal light on the corner tower shines, you can see that the marshal is two feet tall and round. According to Zhou Yi's estimation, he is 1.95 meters away, but his face is like a silver basin. He is not only strong as a warrior, but also a little literati.

Zhou Yi frowned. This Marshal Mo did conform to the image described by Nalan Lingqi, but from his cultivation, he was clearly a master of Guangchen Law in the refining period.

"Today is the second day of the exercise. Yesterday, two thousand-fu chiefs and twelve centurion were eliminated. Everyone should make persistent efforts, bravely challenge their robes and bosses, and strive to emerge more good hands!" The mechanical and loud voice is full of demagogy.

The command platform is very wide and can be used as a martial arts competition. As the voice of "Marshal Mo" landed, a tall and yellow-skinned man immediately separated the crowd, jumped to the stage and shouted, "Zhao Lin, the centurion of the fourth battalion in Xishan, challenge Liu Dagang!"

With that, an electric light flashed from his wrist, pulled out a mouthful of the shining hardware folding iron knife, and pointed down the knife: "Liu Dagang, do you dare to come up?"

I only heard a peaceful voice in the crowd: "The way to be a general lies in strategy. With the courage of a man alone, how can he win thousands of miles away?

Hearing this, Zhao Lin sneered: "As an officer, how can you convince the public if you can't do martial arts? Come up if you have the ability, don't hide under your banner and set off empty cannons! What, do you dare to despise Marshal Mo's military order?

For a moment, everyone's eyes condensed on the first column under the command platform, riding on the little general on the white horse. He is thin and dark, with bright and bright eyes, wearing light blue armor and a blue robe.

At this time, Marshal Mo's voice sounded again: "It's my decision to fuck. No one can disobey, otherwise, he will be killed immediately!"

Zhou Yi's consciousness moved, and the faint cyan light flew away, detecting the soul fluctuations of Mo Xingtian, Liu Dagang, Zhao Lin and others.

"How's it going?" Nalan Lingqi gently shrank her shoulders, and the autumn night wind was still quite cool.

It seemed to feel her feeling. Zhou Yi's body emitted a faint heat and condensed in Nalan Lingqi's heart, making her feel warm at the same time, and she couldn't help looking at his beautiful face. Is he really only sixteen or seven years old? It's so considerate that it's like a long life experience.

"It's strange. Marshal Mo has no soul fluctuations, but he has a strong spiritual knowledge on him. In addition, he also has some soul ties with these soldiers, only strong or weak. For example, Liu Dagang was not much influenced by him.

"It seems that your information is accurate, and someone really wants to control the 18th Battalion..." Speaking of this, thinking of the misunderstanding of Zhou Yi, Nalan Lingqi's cheeks had a little fever, and suddenly remembered the crisis in the middle, and there was a feeling of being on the back and sitting on pins.

At this time, Liu Dagang was already under pressure. He was indeed not the opponent of the centurion Zhao Lin. After more than a dozen rounds, he was blown away by him, fell heavily under the command platform and fainted.

Then, several people challenged and fought together. The sound of blades, shouting and roaring were mixed, and the lights of various colors reflected the faces of the soldiers under the stage, which seemed a little illusory.

"We can't wait any longer." Zhou Yi whispered, "The Charles Empire in the Guest Hall is the most suspected. Sister Lingqi, you and Ke will go back immediately and send someone to control these people.

"What about you?"

"Me?" Zhou Yi smiled faintly, "I'm going to challenge Marshal Mo."

"What? This is too dangerous. I don't agree. Nalan Lingqi frowned.

"The enemy is in the light, and we are in the dark. I'm here to repair the plank road. If you cross Chencang, you may turn the situation around.

It seems that there is also a story of Mingxiu plank road in the world and secretly crossing Chencang. Nalan Lingqi understood it, but her body did not move. The faint fragrance of the woman drilled into Zhou Yi's nose.

She knows that this is the best way to rush back by herself, making it easier to mobilize her strength and turn the situation around. But leave him here? This made Nalan Lingqi a little hesitant.

"Let me go!" The sound came from Zhou Yi's neck, which scared Nalan Lingqi.

This time, the little girl's appearance was not so flamboyant. The faint light and shadow flashed, and she had huddled her body behind the mountain stone. The princess's goal is so obvious that she may be targeted as soon as she goes back. I have been to the Xingbin Hall, and it is safe to take care of it.

"You? No way!" Zhou Yi has another headache. This girl is as bold as a wheat bucket and as small as a mosquito. It seems that this time it is a painstaking effort**. I don't know if the sky is thick.

"Humph, do you want to take care of it?" The little girl's beautiful eyebrows slowly stood up, and her red mouth suddenly disappeared. Although her cultivation is not high, she has the talent of the dragon clan, and her swimming and running are first-class.

"Hey, hello!" Zhou Yi was so angry that he almost lost his breath. He turned around and stared and shouted in a low voice, "What are you doing? You don't have any eyesight at all. Why don't chase me!"

"The world is unpredictable!" Ke almost cried aggrievedly. Do you brothers and sisters quarrel and care about me? However, complaining, who made us a principled mythical beast? I had to turn around and was about to leave, but Zhou Yi said, "Hist!"

" boss, don't breathe so much, okay?"

"Nonsense," Zhou Yi stared, "get the little girl well. If you are not sure, you must take action. If she loses a hair, she will break her leg when she comes back!"

However, this can't be scared. He shook his hair gracefully, kicked his feet on the ground, rose into the air, and chased out with the smell of Aolan.

"You're here. Don't move. I'll be back as soon as I go." Zhou Yi gave Nalan Lingqi a smile, and his body jumped out lightly, and then disappeared into the light and shadow of the night.

Nalan Lingqi also smiled back, but there was a trace of solemnity at the corners of her mouth and slowly took out a sparkling crystal...

The night wind blew on his face, and with the flow of spiritual knowledge, every energy change in nature before and behind him, the leaves fell to the ground, the breeze brushed the rock surface, and the soldiers clenched their fists with excitement could be sensitively perceived by him. He did not break directly into the army, but bypassed into the barracks, stunned one of the left-behind soldiers, changed his clothes, and then quietly sneaked into the army.

At this moment, another challenging officer won. After giving him encouragement and commendation, Marshal Mo shouted, "Who else will challenge?"

The martial arts arena was quiet, and only the sound of the wind blowing flags and hunting. Marshal Mo nodded with satisfaction and closed his eyes slightly, as if he were feeling something. His eyes suddenly opened and was about to speak. He only heard a faint voice in the crowd saying, "I want to challenge!"

The sound is not loud, but it is enough for everyone present to hear it clearly.

It's almost done. Who else can there be? Mo Xingtian blinked, showing a little doubt, and then saw a young soldier with a young face and a slightly thin face jumping to the high platform. At this moment, a faint white light shot out of his eyes, intending to cover the teenager's mind, but he found that he encountered a thick barrier and could not move forward for half a step.

"He really went up!" When Nalan Lingqi saw Zhou Yi from afar, her heart suddenly tightened and took a deep breath before saying to a dark shadow hidden in the dark, "Notify Mr. Chu, you are in charge of this side, and the voles are in charge of the five cities. Hurry up and act!"

"Yes!" The shadow bowed down and disappeared into the depths of the mountains in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi looked at Mo Xingtian calmly. Because of the close distance, you can see his silver basin-like face, covered with a layer of white light. Although his face looks lifelike, his expression is stiff and his movements are a little mechanical. If the soldiers are bewitched, it is not easy to distinguish.

"The clever combination of soul control and refining technology is one of the trends of future battles, but it is expensive and difficult to make one worth tens of millions." Zhou Yi silently recalled Shangguan Fengyun's description of the Chenfa puppet.

"Child, who are you going to challenge?" Mo Xingtian is condescending.

"Challenge you!" Zhou Yi looked up slightly and looked at the puppet "Mo Xingtian" like Optimus Prime.

"Who are you going to challenge?" Suspected of hearing it wrong, "Mo Xingtian" asked again.

"I want to challenge the marshal. Didn't you say that you can challenge at will?" Zhou Yi said calmly, with a playful smile on the corners of his mouth.

Among the people on the command platform is Ling Huiya. After recognizing Zhou Yi, his face did not change much. Isn't this the young man with the princess? They survived! Why don't you even look like your soul is damaged? Where did they hide after leaving Master Ivano's array?

A trace of uneasiness quietly took his heart.