"Compete for the first place in the way of witchcraft?"

"What's there to fight about?"

Nian Chen couldn't help but be a little speechless.

Qiu Ming shook his head with a smile:

"I used to think that these people were really boring, but now that I think about it, ......"

"I'm afraid that this so-called competition for the first place in witchcraft is just an excuse and a pretense, and the real purpose is to kill!"

Nian Chen was stunned: "You mean to say that these people's competition is to kill people and use them to make sacrifices, right?"

Qiu Ming nodded:

"That's how it should be!"

"Every time this kind of battle is fought, whether it is the Miao Jiang Wu Clan or some of our mysterious forces in Huaxia, they all kill the wizards and ancient martial arts cultivators of the Lanyue Country and the Ancient Martial Arts Nation all over the place, and the blood flows like a river!"

"Now that I think about it, isn't this a form of sacrifice?"

Nian Chen nodded slightly:

"If that's the case, maybe this wood fire still has a hidden black hand, fueling the flames and manipulating this so-called scramble!"

Qiu Ming nodded:

"Let's make a bold guess, since the Miao Jiang Wu Clan is a descendant of the ancient witch barbarian side branch, and the rise of many forces around the Yulong Mountain Range has also obtained various benefits from the immortal fate......

"In this way, the two of them have actually reached a tacit agreement, that is, to kill each other's people as much as possible and use them as sacrifices!"

"As for which side dies more, it can only be decided by strength!"

Nian Chen nodded slightly:

"According to your line of thought, continue to speculate deeply, this kind of killing is likely to be closely related to the Moro Witch Festival!"

"Even the so-called fairy fate may be a bait deliberately thrown by the Moro clan, the purpose of which is to cause killing!"

"And these dead life souls should be of great use to Witch Festival Day!"

The two of them chatted all the way, letting their imagination fly......

Unknowingly, I came to a conclusion that was originally very hidden!

Whether this is true or not will need to be verified in the future.

Before you know it, the border post has appeared ahead......

The Changhe car slowly drove into the gate of the sentry post.

When he saw Nian Chen and Qiu Ming, a group of heavily loaded soldiers put down their weapons and greeted them.

Nian Chen looked at Han Chuang: "The remains of the soldiers, are they buried?"

Han Chuang nodded: "It's been buried!"

Qiu Ming asked, "You should have received an order to retreat, right?"

Han Chuang glanced at Qiu Ming, and his face showed a touch of determination: "The call was received, but we didn't agree!"

Yes?

Nianchen and Qiu Ming couldn't help but be stunned.

There was a hint of hatred in Han Chuang's eyes:

"More than a dozen comrades-in-arms can't be sacrificed in vain, we unanimously decided to stay and guard this gate of China!"

"Anyone who dares to break in will be killed!"

Nian Chen shook his head: "Brother Han, I understand everyone's feelings, but this matter is very complicated, if you stay here, you will only sacrifice in vain!"

Han Chuang and a group of soldiers raised their weapons one after another: "Swear to defend the Huaxia border defense to the death!"

Facing a group of stubborn warriors, Nian Chen and Qiu Ming looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Neither of them had any rights and forcibly demanded that the fighters leave.

Qiu Ming was about to open his mouth to persuade ......

Nian Chen next to him suddenly had a cold look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"These miscellaneous pieces, sure enough, the thief's heart is not dead!"

Qiu Ming glanced around blankly: "Nian Daoyou, what are you talking about?"

"A group of men in black are approaching us quickly!"

"There are forty-eight people in total, ten wizards, and the highest cultivation is the eighth level of Qi cultivation!"

"The other thirty-eight are killers with hot weapons, ***, AK47, and a rocket launcher!"

Nian Chen quickly told the situation.

A group of fighters scattered with a cheer and began to look for a hidden firing point.

And Qiu Ming looked at Nian Chen with a busy face: "Nian Daoyou, you ...... Are you sure?"

The reason for this question was because Qiu Ming had just glanced around and didn't notice any unusual movement in the dense forest in the distance.

As for mental power......

Qiu Ming, who was at the fourth level of Qi training, could only barely reach a meter away from his body with his spiritual power.

In Qiu Ming's opinion.

Even if Nianchen's spiritual power is stronger than his own, he can release it at most three or five meters or ten meters or eight meters to the sky.

So, how did he find out about the enemy?

This is Qiu Ming's biggest doubt.

And Nian Chen did not answer Qiu Ming's question directly, but asked rhetorically: "Qiu Daoyou, do you dare to meet the enemy with me?"

Qiu Ming was obviously stunned:

"What if...... If the other party really has ten wizards, and there are also eighth-layer realm wizards who practice qi, the two of us will be sent to death!"

Han Chuang, who was on the side, raised the automatic rifle in his hand violently: "Brother Nianchen, I, Han Chuang, am willing to meet the enemy with you!"

Nian Chen shook his head slightly towards Han Chuang.

Then he reached into his trouser pocket, secretly activated the storage ring in his body, and took out a small glass bottle:

"You take all the warriors, lie in ambush, don't move easily!"

"This bottle of powder is smeared on each person's nose a little bit, which can prevent the other party from secretly releasing poison!"

Qiu Ming again suggested:

"If there are really so many enemies, we'd better use the terrain of the outpost to ambush them!"

"Call for help first, and then engage the enemy remotely with thermal weapons, so that we can hope to hold out until our reinforcements arrive!"

Nian Chen glanced at Qiu Ming.

The practice of this fourth-level Qi cultivator can be said to be the safest strategy.

And Qiu Ming is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to put this group of people to death with a moment of blood and courage.

From Qiu Ming's point of view, facing the wizard of the eighth layer of Qi training, he really only had the share of being killed in seconds, and he had no power to resist.

That's why this member of Yanhuang will make such a suggestion.

But......

I don't have such good patience.

And he didn't intend to let this group of surviving fighters experience a crisis again.

It is necessary to destroy the enemy directly in the depths of the dense forest, so that they have no chance to exchange fire with the border guards......

"That's it, Qiu Daoyou, you stay!"

"After all, the warriors don't know anything about the methods of wizards, and if you are there, you can manage to defuse any danger you encounter!"

As he spoke, Nian Chen walked directly towards the gate......

"Fellow Daoist you...... You ......"

"Alas, since you insist on going your own way, then I, Qiu Ming, will have to fight side by side with you even if I lose this life!"

Qiu Ming glanced at Han Chuang with a complicated expression:

"Do what you say, everyone find the best hiding place to hide, and don't show up easily!"

Han Chuang also wanted to rush out with Nianchen, but Qiu Ming's gaze was full of undoubtedness.

"If you follow us, you will only lag behind!"

Qiu Ming told the truth mercilessly.

Han Chuang also realized that these two were existences beyond ordinary people.

It really won't help you to follow them yourself!

"Okay, you guys...... Be careful!"

Han Chuang nodded vigorously.

Qiu Ming didn't speak, a touch of resolute murder appeared on his face, and he chased towards Nianchen directly......