With snow all over the sky, Deng Jiuling walked all the way to Luolong Mountain step by step.
"It's freezing cold, it's good to drink." Deng Jiuling took a sip of strong wine, and Deng Jiuling looked proud.
Deng Jiuling could naturally see the ambush ahead.
But, so what!
The man, what a fight!
war!
Step by step, Deng Jiuling gradually approached the trap along the direction carefully designed by Mo Liancheng!
"Prepare!" Mo Liancheng waved his hand and shouted to the soldiers through the walkie-talkie.
As soon as the voice fell, more than one hundred warriors drew out their crossbows, like a hungry wolf crawling in the snow on the top of the mountain, ready to attack Deng Jiuling at any time.
"It turned out to be Zhuge Liannu!" Hu Yidao's pupils shrank, his eyes horrified.
"Brother Hu, you still have eyesight. This is a continuous crossbow left over from ancient times. One arrow can shoot an African elephant." Mo Liancheng was a little proud.
Zhuge Repeated Crossbow, a series of performance to fire ten-finger continuous crossbow, each arrow tip is poisonous, the power is extremely terrifying!
These fighters were all broken into parts of Mo Lian City, sneaking into the snowy area, naturally they did not dare to use heat weapons.
But the power of these Zhuge crossbows is not inferior to the shoulder-mounted bazooka!
Mo Liancheng has repeatedly tested and found that even Grandmaster Dacheng is here, he can't resist such a secret crossbow arrow attack.
This is the confidence of Mo Liancheng!
"Deng Jiuling, you are forced, this time the young master sees you, how can you escape?"
Holding a huge Zhuge Crossbow personally, Mo Liancheng gritted his teeth and said.
at last!
Ten seconds later, Deng Jiuling's towering figure appeared in the best range.
"Kill!" Mo Liancheng roared.
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, there was a rain of arrows in the sky, rising in the sky like migratory locusts, turning into a raging fire, and instantly covering Deng Jiuling.
In one second, ten thousand arrows were fired!
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Hu Yidao watched this scene, inhaling air-conditioning, his eyes were full of shock.
Hu Yidao is the master of the half-step perfection, and he has three swords more powerful than thunder.
But with such a high-density arrow rain, Hu Yidao asked himself, if he encountered it, he would definitely be killed instantly if he was attacked!
"This kid is pretty good, but it's a pity that he offended Master Liancheng. He deserves it." Hu Yidao sneered.
"Brother Hu, the show has just begun, wait and see!" Mo Liancheng said with a sneer.
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, a huge fire light instantly filled the entire valley.
"Fried... Bomb?" Hu Yidao's eyes widened, and he sucked in air-conditioning.
So ruthless!
In order to kill people, Mo Liancheng not only laid ambush more than a hundred soldiers, but also placed explosives in advance.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Staring blankly at the chaotic valley that was bombed, Hu Yidao looked into Mo Liancheng's gaze, and couldn't help but feel a little more jealous.
"Brother Hu, you are my elder brother, how can I deal with you?"
As if he understood what Hu Yidao was thinking, Mo Liancheng smiled.
"Yes." Hu Yidao nodded, only then did a smile appear on his face.
Before today, Hu Yidao felt that Mo Liancheng was a waste, but because of his family's good conditions, it was nothing more than a bully.
But today Hu Yidao realized that Mo Liancheng was just pretending to be a second generation of wimps and pretending to be a pig and a tiger.
In the end, how could the four young masters of the dignified Mohist lineage, a strong contender for the inheritance sequence in the future, be useless
This continuous explosion sound lasted for more than a minute before it gradually subsided.
A bottomless crack appeared in the ancient times.
"Such a fierce attack, even if the Master Consummation comes, it will be broken and broken." Walking down the mountain, Hu Yidao sucked in air.
"Congratulations, young master, you can get revenge." The old butler on the side said excitedly.
"Haha, thanks to everyone today, this young master got his wish and forced Deng Jiuling to kill a piece of armor without leaving it!" Mo Liancheng was a little excited.
"It's a pity that Mo Fei didn't come. That's Liu Ting's Wife, my eyes were hot for a long time." Hu Yidao licked his dry lips and felt a little lost.
"Brother Hu, don't worry, after this Young Master ranks in the inheritance sequence, I will give you Mo Wu." Mo Liancheng said with a smile.
"Thank you, Master." Hu Yidao was overjoyed upon hearing this.
"Yo, are you so happy talking?" An abrupt voice sounded from behind.
This sound...
Hearing this, Mo Liancheng was taken aback, and suddenly said, "No, it's Deng Jiuling!"
"What, Deng Jiuling is not dead yet?"
"I'm Cao, how is this... possible?"
There was a commotion among the soldiers, and their eyes were shocked.
With so many crossbow arrows, plus a violent explosion, or a sneak attack, Deng Jiuling is all right
how can that be!
Between heaven and earth, a towering figure appeared in front of everyone.
The flying snow fell one after another, but once it got close to Deng Jiuling, it would turn into snow water and tick to the ground.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger.
Tick, tick!
As time went by, the snow water beside Deng Jiuling became more and more, gradually converging into raindrops, knocking in the hearts of everyone, like a hammer, deafening.
The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became strangely silent.
Mo Liancheng couldn't stand the first, this kind of invisible pressure, he couldn't help but roared: "Deng Jiuling, you... how come you haven't died?"
"Why would I die?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Deng Jiuling did not succeed in the series of explosions and the firing of ten thousand arrows just now.
But who is Deng Jiuling
Dignified descendant of Hades!
At the moment Mo Liancheng launched an attack, Deng Jiuling stepped into the thin space of life and death.
It was not until Mo Liancheng and others appeared that Deng Jiuling came out again.
This is the truth!
A truth that only Deng Jiuling knew, and was destined not to tell anyone the truth!
"Master, this kid...something evil!" The old butler said suddenly, his tone trembling.
"It's cold!"
"Why is it so cold?"
There was a commotion and discussion among the soldiers, and it all felt incredible.
These soldiers are kings of soldiers, often training in extreme environments, and have long been afraid of cold.
Even in this place, the soldiers still have nothing to do with an ambush all night.
But now, everyone found that it was so cold!
how so
"There is a problem with this water!" Hu Yidao said suddenly.
After following the reputation, everyone discovered that the snow water that Deng Jiuling had melted just now turned into black air.
"No, this water is poisonous, go!" Mo Liancheng suddenly roared.
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, Mo Liancheng's figure had already rushed behind the soldiers.
"Protect Master!"
Cang!
The soldiers drew their knives one after another, while retreating, while looking at Deng Jiuling fiercely.
"Turning the cold ice into evil spirits, I didn't expect you to be an evil warrior!" Hu Yidao's pupils shrank, his eyes suddenly solemn.
"I'm not an evil monk, but you are." Deng Jiuling said lightly as he walked forward with his hand in his hand.
"Friends of Daoist martial arts are good, we are all kings of the dark world, why bother with each other?" Hu Yidao said solemnly.
"You like to kill people to get blood and sacrifice knives, but I am not. I got these evil spirits from other places, do you believe it?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Friends, are you teasing me? How can the evil spirit be stored?" Hearing this, Hu Yidao was furious.
"I have a storage ring, can't it?" Deng Jiuling said with a laugh.
These evil spirits originated from the heritage of the Qu family. They contained a violent odor and were born to be the nemesis of the underworld.
Killing is no more than nodding. It is not difficult for Deng Jiuling to die these people, but the difficulty is not to leave any traces.
The Mo family had three hundred islands under its command, and the territories were divided and sealed. It was like an independent kingdom with many warriors under its command.
If Deng Jiuling wanted to uproot such a huge transcendence family of the Mohist family, the old genocide tactics would naturally no longer be used.
"If I were not worried about exposure in advance, I wouldn't use this method." Deng Jiuling stood with his hands behind, with a sneer on his face.
"Kill!" Hu Yidao suddenly drew his sword.
"kill!"
Cang! Clang!... Clang!
More than a hundred soldiers, at the same time, light up the sword.
Suddenly, the swords and swords were shadowed, and the true energy was boiling.
However, what puzzled everyone was that Deng Jiuling had disappeared again.
Between heaven and earth, a huge cluster of evil spirits rolled down.
"Not good!" Hu Yidao's pupils shrank, suddenly shocked.
This kind of evil spirit with a strong smell is still very terrifying to Hu Yidao, who is practicing swords with evil spirit.
"escape!"
Wow!
Hu Yidao turned into streamer, swept his legs and ran, eagerly like a bereavement dog.
Hu Yidao, I'm scared!
"Damn, what kind of evil spirit is this, why is it so terrifying?"
Between the gallops, Hu Yidao's hair stood up all over his body, with a look of horror on his face.
too strong!
It is too strong!
Hu slashed across the Western Regions, with a natural sixth sense of danger.
But it was the first time that Hu Yidao encountered a life-and-death crisis like today.
Boom!
The next moment, accompanied by a huge explosion, the whole valley was fluttered with rubble, completely flattened to the ground.
"Wow… "
Under the impact of this huge evil spirit, Hu Yidao's throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but gush out a mouthful of old blood.
Between the world and the earth, a towering young figure slowly appeared in front of Hu Yidao.
"Accept, or dissatisfied?"
The indifferent voice, like a god, came out from Deng Jiuling's mouth, like a thunder roar.
Staring blankly at the valley turned into nothingness and the blood on the ground, Hu Yidao's face was like ashes, and he understood that all of the more than one hundred soldiers in Mo Lian City had been killed.
"What is the evil spirit just now?" Hu Yidao's eyes reddened, a little unwilling.
Hu Yidao had already seen that Deng Jiuling would definitely not be his opponent if he fought fairly.
After all, although Deng Jiuling is very powerful, he is only a sixth-grade grandmaster.
But Hu Yidao was the pinnacle of the Eighth Stage!
The huge gap in cultivation is enough for Hu Yidao to be confident that he can defeat Deng Jiuling!
But what Hu Yidao never dreamed of was that Deng Jiuling could not only disappear strangely, but also create evil spirits on a large scale.
how so
The more I thought about it, the more doubtful Hu Yidao became.
However, Deng Jiuling's answer to Hu Yidao contained only one word: "Cut!"
Cang!
As soon as the voice fell, the air current in Deng Jiuling's mouth turned into a long sword, instantly piercing the heart of Hu Yidao.
"Exhales to kill, what a powerful internal skill."
boom!
After speaking this sentence with difficulty, Hu Yidao fell to the ground with a crash, completely losing his breath of life.
The Western Region Sword King Hu made a stab, destroy it!
However, there was no excitement on Deng Jiuling's face. Instead, he frowned and looked back.
A figure gradually appeared in the rear.