Laiyi is the indigenous of this area, Mo Wentian only knows that Laiyi is herding, excellent archery, to Laiguo, only to know that the development of Laiguo is unimaginable, the people here because of the meeting when farming, and built a solid city, the people here grow wheat and rice, life is very comfortable, Mo Wentian has a plan to give up revenge on Laiyi.

"This place is very nice. He exclaimed.

"Yes, although the battle of the monks will not deliberately harm the civilians here, as long as it affects the slightest, it is not something that these mortals can bear. Mo Wentian sighed and said.

There is also no way, the superstructure determines the fate of the people. There are so many people killed in the outer eight departments, someone must pay the price, and this is also thanks to their clear water, if they provoke the martial palace, they will not care about mortals or monks, and they will be arrested to worship their ancestors.

After a few days of back and forth, several detectives came back, and Mo Wentian said: "The monarch of the Lai Kingdom is very strict in his defense, and it is not so easy to kill him first. ”

"Boss, you're here to kill the Ling?"

"What's the matter, can't we, just allow them to kill us, and we can't kill him? What is the reason, is his spirit more powerful than their ancestors? Their ancestors were chased all the way by the ancestors of Shang Wu from the west to the east, an area surrounded by water on three sides, and there is no escape, so we can't?"

"Well, the boss has a point, but it's too risky. ”

"Adventure is our forte, but we have to give it a try, you set up a killing array in Aoshan, if I kill him, it will be better, if I can't kill him, I will lead him to the decisive battle of Aoshan, where he killed him with a killing array, made a mistake no, must pay for his mistakes, Ling Ling participated in the disaster of Dongyi, he is going to be as if he must be. You are waiting for me at the foot of Ao Mountain, whether you wait for me or not, you must rush back to Qinglin Mountain in the middle of the night, if the time is delayed, I will go back to Qinglin Mountain Qingshui City by myself. Remembered. ”

"Okay, boss, don't be so serious, it's not a matter of telling the future. When we didn't listen to you. "Let's go, after saying that, he led the others to Ao Mountain to set up a killing array.

In the middle of the moon, everything is silent. There were only a few sparse stars in the sky, and a figure flashed and entered the palace of the spirit of Lae.

After quietly arranging everything outside the main hall, while people were not paying attention, Mo Wentian flashed to a tree, and at this time it was almost midnight, and after eating the guards patrolling at the door, everyone fell asleep. Mo Wentian took out the Liujun bow and shot it at the door of the main hall with the two guards. The two guards fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who!"

In the main hall, the spirit walked out of it in full armor. These days, he is a little upset, and when he is practicing, he always feels that he always feels that there is something in his heart, but he doesn't know where it comes from.

There was no suspicious person in Lae, which made him even more confused, so he slept in the main hall, and when he slept he was fully armed, and when he heard the movement, he came out of the main hall, surrounded by guards.

Mo Wentian practiced the Divine Archery Technique, and he was the one who cultivated the complete version of the Yiwang Arrow, and the archery technique was not said, the soul arrow condensed by soul power and yin and yang qi shot a large number of guards in an instant. The spirit was immediately stupid, these arrows were ethereal, and they didn't know where they came from, which made everyone feel powerless.

"I have a rune here, these arrows are soul arrows, it is the entry level of the Yiwang arrow, if I guessed correctly, it is the god of revenge, you carry it to attract him, rest assured, the soul arrow can't get on you, but the rune can find his location, as long as he finds his location, the god of revenge will definitely die." ”

"Really? Don't lie to me. ”

"You are worthy of our deception, if you want to kill you, my Martial Palace will randomly send a Golden Armor Martial King to kill you, even if we are the cultivators of a few of you, it is also very easy to assassinate you. As far as we know, the God of Vengeance cultivation is the pinnacle of the Golden Armor Warrior, as long as you find him, the people I bring and the people you ambush can kill him ten thousand times. ”

"Zili, you must not lie to me. ”

As soon as he arrived at the side of the spirit, a white light suddenly enveloped the soul arrow, Mo Wentian was shocked, and immediately cut off the divine sense, and his body floated, jumping down from the big tree.

Dressed in white like snow, with black hair like ink, and a hideous mask on his face, Mo Wentian who fell from the tree was chic and calm.

"The god of vengeance?"

"Ling, you are the last big tribal leader to attack the village of Qinglin Mountain without dying, living alone in the world, not feeling lonely?"

"I don't want to die, and no one wants to kill me. ”

"Those dead tribal chiefs are as confident as you, but unfortunately they are all dead, and the death is not emotional at all, and the people whom my god of vengeance believes must die. ”

"Hahaha, in my palace, there are so many of me, can you kill me alone?archer, shoot him to death for me!" Seeing that Mo Wentian was the only one, and as Zi Li said, he was the peak of a golden-armored warrior, and his self-confidence immediately exploded.

As soon as the spirit gave the order, the arrows immediately shot like rain, shooting towards Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian sighed, the bow and arrow were actually ineffective against him, unless the other party practiced the Yiwang arrow, or the soul power was stronger than him, this was impossible, his soul power was already in the realm of life and soul, and it was the middle stage of the real human realm in witch cultivation. There won't be such a powerful witch cultivator here.

"Back!"

Mo Wentian said lightly, thinking that the arrow he shot suddenly turned around and returned from the same way, and there was a miserable howl all around, and Laiyi's archers, and even sharpshooters, were killed by the arrows they shot.

"You!" the spirit was taken aback.

"Don't use a bow and arrow, when the god of revenge killed the monk of Fei Guo, he found the Yiwang Cave, and he has already practiced the Yiwang arrow, he is already the king of arrows, and the bow and arrow can't hurt him. Zi Li, who was standing beside him dressed as a guard, whispered.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" snorted in an angry manner, just now they were all the best archers in Laiyi, and there were no more than a thousand people.

"Warriors, kill him!"

The seven thousand warriors who were lying in ambush around held their shields and the Xuanwang blade in their hands, and pressed towards Mo Wentian step by step.

"Hahaha, Lai Yi is nothing more than that!", Mo Wentian actually walked up step by step, his body was suspended, and with a flick of his hand, the Xuanwang blade appeared in his hand, and he killed the people who came around.

The Xuanwang Blade is a divine weapon. Those shields couldn't stop him at all, a golden light flashed, and the broken water slash swept over, and there were more than a dozen shield players who slashed the shield into two pieces. Dozens of breaths, and the shield players of the gold-armored warriors were killed by Mo Wentian.

"Charge me, kill him! I don't believe it, there are so many of us, we still can't kill you?" The general who led the team was furious, urging the war beast to kill Mo Wentian. More than 6,000 people shouted, rushed towards Mo Wentian, in the process of running, these people were suddenly cut into several pieces, blood sprinkled all over the palace, just when everyone was surprised, Mo Wentian's hand waved, the six jun bow appeared in his hand, and an arrow shot towards Mo Wentian, Ling Ling roared, raised the Xuanwang blade and killed Mo Wentian. Ling Ling is a golden-armored general, although Mo Wentian is weird, but his cultivation is still the pinnacle of gold-armored warriors, gold-armored warriors-warriors-generals, two big realms, six medium realms, thirty-six small realms, such a big gap, if you can't kill him, it's better to die headlong.

"Be careful!" Zi Li suddenly shouted, but it was too late, Mo Wentian used the sunset arrow this time, the sunset arrow couldn't even escape from the sun demon, and the avoidance talisman was much worse, poof, the sunset arrow pierced through the chest of the spirit, and then a golden light flashed, and the head of the spirit flew up, and Mo Wentian jumped and took it.

"I see!" Zi Li finally understood, thin solid lines surrounded Mo Wentian, this is the root of Mo Wentian's fearlessness, Mo Wentian suspended step by step, because he stepped on the silk thread.

"The God of Vengeance uses the Silk Thread Array, use the Martial King Axe to cut the silk thread and kill him!" Zi Li ordered to the hidden Martial Palace Killer in the shadows.

The Martial Palace Killer immediately understood, and threw the torch over, and the silk thread appeared under the light of the torch, and more than two dozen people waved their battle axes and chopped down, immediately breaking Mo Wentian's silk thread array.

Mo Wentian seemed to be prepared, flew over the wall, and rode away on Xiaobai.

"Chase!" Zi Li gave an order, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he no longer paid attention to Laiyi's affairs, and it was his task to kill the god of revenge.

Those killers flew onto the war horses and chased in the direction that Mo Wentian left, the white-clothed white horses were very eye-catching in the night, their war horses were unicorn wind and thunder beasts that were a specialty of Zhongwuzhou, and their speed was also galloping.

It turned out to be the killer of the martial arts, so have fun. Mo Wentian thought to himself while running. Most of these people are military generals, if it is really a competition, no matter how he rebels against the sky, he will not be able to kill one of them, it seems that this time the martial arts hall is going to kill this god of revenge in the east.

Running to the foot of the mountain, Mo Wentian explained the situation to the ever-changing people in their special way, and left the heads of the spirits behind, and asked them to quickly return to Qinglin Mountain, and go back to the Ao Mountain Pit to kill these killers of the Martial Palace.

Ao Mountain.

Mo Wentian ran to the top of the mountain, and there was a cliff in front of him, and then he turned Xiaobai and was about to run back, when more than 20 killers from the Martial Palace chased after him.

"Vengeance, you're dead this time. ”

"Not necessarily. Mo Wentian received Xiaobai from the finger of the beast breeding, and his mind moved, and the killing array suddenly opened, and the white light was a sword light, don't look at those generals who cultivated high, and under the trapping and killing array, they were killed several times in an instant.

"The killer of the Martial Palace, it's nothing more than that. Mo Wentian's heart moved, and the killing array completely exploded, and with a bang, the sword light shattered, and more than 20 Martial Hall killers were torn apart.

At this time, Mo Wentian felt palpitations, waved the Xuanwang blade to look at the void, and a martial king axe slashed down towards Mo Wentian, Martial King! Mo Wentian hurriedly dodged, but he heard the sound of bones and internal organs shattering, and his body flew out in the direction of the cliff, and his dantian suddenly saw a golden light, piercing Zi Li's chest, Zi Li took an incredible look at the blood hole in his chest and fell.

Seeing Zi Li die, Mo Wentian was relieved, knowing that he was in a catastrophe this time, and said in his heart: "Damn, the thunder didn't kill me, the fire didn't kill me, it turns out that Lao Tzu died in this way." Then he lost consciousness and fell down the cliff.