Cao Lu smiled: "What's wrong, Lao Tzu has eaten fish for almost a month, and he has to change his taste for anything today!"

The disciples of Xinmao Mountain naturally obeyed Yan Ningyan, while the disciples of Longhu Mountain looked at Tang Zixuan one by one, Tang Zixuan suddenly felt a little difficult to ride a tiger, waved his hand and sighed: "Forget it, anyway, you are the boss, listen to you." ”

Before the words fell, there was a burst of cheers in the camp, and everyone was about to start, but Yan Ning shouted: "Don't worry, everyone! Come on, everyone, move things to the top of the mountain, and let's play with the people of the Immortal Sect!"

Tang Zixuan's eyelids jumped: Brother Yan Ning, Brother Yan Ning, are you disgusted and hatred not big enough?

Chen Zhijie knew that Yan Ning's move not only suppressed the morale of the Immortal Sect, but more importantly, he could always monitor the movements of the Immortal Sect while playing.

But maybe it's still a show-off......

After listening to Yan Ning's words, everyone left a few people to guard the camp and supplies, and then moved all the food and play to the valley together.

Some people set up the grill to start roasting, some people turned on the generator to play games together, a little older, three together to fight the landlord, four piles together to play mahjong, the most satisfying thing is that Yang Lei also sent a fully automatic mahjong table......

Yan Ning stood on the valley, silently watching everyone having fun and eating satisfied, and then looking down, many disciples of the Immortal Sect were sitting on the floor of the small fishing village, looking at them with envy and hatred on their faces.

Cao Lu was pleasantly surprised to find that Yang Lei and the others also sent karaoke stereos, so he connected the power, turned on the sound to the maximum, and sang a song "Social Shake" directly in the direction of Changshengjiao.

"Ultraman Ultraman, fight monsters and monsters!"

Cao Lu's singing voice Yan Ning has been taught, even if it is a crow, it is better than his singing, but at this time, everyone is playing relaxed, so naturally they don't care too much.

But the people of the Immortal Sect don't think so, Yan Ning's smell of barbecue has all wafted to the fishing village, they are already hungry, and now they are going to be tortured by Cao Lu's spirit, this is simply hell on earth!

Oh my God, please send down a thunderbolt and chop all the beasts on the other side to death!

"Damn, I can't take it anymore!"

He Ziyin, who was standing outside the village, finally couldn't help it, grabbed the folding fan on the ground and shouted: "Everyone rushed out with me, killed Yan Ning, and robbed their supplies!"

"Kill! I can't help it, I must kill these brutes!"

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat!!"

"I ...... I want to sing karaoke ......"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect suddenly fell silent, looking at the disciple inexplicably.

The corners of He Ziyin's mouth twitched: "Forget it, everyone come with me!"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect had a deep grudge against Yan Ning, and with He Ziyin leading the team, they naturally had the confidence, and they actually followed He Ziyin and rushed out hundreds of people!

Most of the remaining disciples are diehards of Luochen Baitong and Hao Jian, so they will not follow He Ziyin.

"What's going on?"

Hao Jian was discussing countermeasures with Xing Zheng in the house, but he heard a commotion outside, and when he went out, he saw that all the disciples of the Immortal Sect were running out, and he was suddenly startled: "Yan Ning, they are attacking?"

A disciple hurriedly said, "No, it was Lord He who led the disciples to kill him." ”

"What?" Hao Jian's face changed, "It's nonsense! Call them back!"

That disciple looked at the Immortal Sect disciple who was already hungry and red-eyed, and sighed silently, even a cow couldn't pull them back now, let alone a mere red-clothed priest!

Cao Lu's pig-like singing still echoed on the coast, and when Xing Zheng went out to listen, his face suddenly turned dark: "I was captured by the Immortal Sect, and they are still in the mood to barbecue karaoke and party?"

How could poor Xingzheng know that Yan Ning knew his identity early on, so Xingzheng was caught in the fishing village, and Yan Ning didn't care at all!

Jiang Zitong also followed, and when he heard Cao Lu's pig-like laughter, he almost couldn't laugh.

Luochen also walked out with the support of Bai Tong, and saw He Ziyin leading the troops to call the formation, if it wasn't for Bai Tong pulling, I'm afraid he would have to go up to fight.

He Ziyin with his soldiers and horses had already rushed to the foot of the mountain, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect climbed up with their hands and feet like a wild dog that had lost its reins and saw food, while He Ziyin was as light as a swallow, and every time he landed, he appeared more than ten meters away in the next second.

In the blink of an eye, they had climbed halfway up the mountain.

When Tang Zixuan saw this scene, his face changed: "Quickly pick up your weapons and prepare to form a formation!"

"There's no hurry. Yan Ning stopped Tang Zixuan and glanced at Cao Lu again.

Cao Lu, who was singing, nodded, changed to another song of Jacky Cheung's "Hello Poison", and then yelled into the microphone: "Are you ready!"

“ready——go！！”

I saw that the disciples of Longhu Mountain, who had been prepared early in the morning, actually pushed out huge oil drums from the rear, and in Tang Zixuan's eyes, they ruthlessly pushed down the mountain!

Bang –

How could those oil drums withstand the bumps of the hillside, first knocked down a few Immortal Sect disciples, and then the barrel body cracked, and the oil in it was spilled all over the ground, and the Immortal Sect disciples were all like facing a great enemy, and it was not easy to escape the attack of the oil barrels.

But the main play has just begun!

"Wu Jue, it's up to you!"

"Gotcha!" I saw Jiang Wujue stomp his feet violently, and shouted loudly: "Leave the door and open the fire, Kai!"

A raging fire ignited under the feet of the Immortal Sect disciples, and with the gasoline spilled all the way, the entire hillside turned into a sea of fire, as spectacular as a mountain of flames, and the Immortal Sect disciples were in a dilemma, and the cultivation was a little lower, and they were burned to death on the spot.

"I'll ......"

Everyone looked at the sea of fire below, and they were a little speechless.

They have been confronting the Immortal Sect for so long, but they haven't been able to do anything to others, as soon as Yan Ning came, he first cut off their water supply, then disturbed their military morale, and now they even burned down a third of their troops!

This must be open, right?!

Many disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain still don't know that Jiang Wujue's fire is not an ordinary fire, it is a false fire that even purple armor zombies are afraid of for three points and can hurt ghosts!

"This ...... What the hell is going on?" Tang Zixuan said stunned.

Yan Ning smiled: "Thanks to the dedication of Chen Zhijie, Zhang Rui and Su Yan." ”

Chen Zhijie clenched his fists and said humbly: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating. ”

Tang Zixuan was ashamed of himself, and hurriedly hugged his fists at Chen Zhijie and the others.

In the small fishing village, Jiang Zitong looked at the sea of fire on the hillside, and couldn't help frowning: "Things are in trouble, do you want to save them?"

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