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Bang!

The speed of the two arrows was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was the enemy powerhouse who had just shot, and he was shot on the spot, and his body exploded into a blood mist.

Woohoo!

Mo Wuchen did not hesitate, the divine bow was opened, the brilliance was shining, and arrows kept flying out, each arrow pointed directly at the center of the target's eyebrows, and just a moment later, more than a dozen enemy powerhouses died in his hands.

"Kill him!"

"This person is actually holding the imperial soldiers, quickly join forces to suppress him!"

Soon, Mo Wuchen's actions attracted the attention of many people, and in an instant, more than a dozen strong men wearing gray armor rushed towards him, all at the Nirvana realm level, they used their own means, and their spiritual power surged, wanting to join forces to kill Mo Wuchen.

Shout!

Mo Wangchen's body flew vertically, and while dodging, arrows shot out one after another, killing several of them in an instant.

Facing Mo Wuchen's ability to shoot and kill his own Nirvana Realm powerhouse, the rest of the people saw this, and their eyes were full of fear, and they stopped moving forward, and one of them said.

"This person's cultivation is not weak, and he is holding the Imperial Soldier Divine Bow, if we can't suppress it, go and invite our Holy Venerable to come over and behead him!"

Woohoo!

They didn't continue to kill, but Mo Wuchen wouldn't just look at it, while the other party was talking, he opened his bow and shot three people again.

Airplanes!

Not far ahead, suddenly there was a brilliant light, and a golden tripod appeared, distorting the space.

The next moment, Dading blasted towards Mo Wangchen, and the momentum was earth-shattering, like a mountain pressing down.

Mo Wuchen's eyes condensed slightly, this golden tripod contained a power of the primordial gods, but there was a breath of true righteousness of the Tao surrounding, obviously, this was an enemy Saint Venerable who had made a powerful move, and wanted to suppress him.

Boom!

The divine bow shot continuously, and the arrows exploded in front of the golden tripod, trying to resist it, but this golden tripod was too terrifying, after more than a dozen arrows, Mo Wuchen found that it was not able to shake it in the slightest.

Now, with a terrible momentum, it continues to suppress itself.

"Humph!"

After snorting coldly, Mo Wuchen was up and down, and the holy mang erupted, at this moment, he used the god king body, and the whole body was surging, making the clothes hunting, and the temperament of the whole person became much more ethereal.

Bang!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, Mo Wuchen clenched his fists and smashed it on top of the golden tripod, blasting the golden tripod away.

He squinted his eyes, his gaze locked on a certain direction, there, he saw a figure walking in the air, it was the Saint Venerable powerhouse who urged the Golden Ding, his eyes were fixed on Mo Wuchen's body at this moment, and his eyes were surging with murderous intent.

Snort!

The divine bow was opened, and in the blink of an eye, several arrows flew out and shot towards the Saint Venerable powerhouse who was stepping forward.

Click!

The Saint Venerable powerhouse's face was pale, his big hand reached out, and destroyed all the arrows, he looked at Mo Wuchen as if he was looking at a dead man.

Roar!

Suddenly, the Saint Venerable powerhouse's fingers pinched, and the next moment, two giant dragons roared out, their bodies were hundreds of feet long, and they swallowed the enemy soldiers around them.

Then, the two giant dragons stared at Mo Wuchen and burst in, the dragon claws poked out in the air, and the terrifying rays flew out, wanting to kill Mo Wuchen.

Click!

Click!

Don't forget the full moon of the Dust God's bow, shoot several arrows, and pierce those sharp holes.

At the same time, his body soared into the air, burst out, and slapped out with a palm, and the terrifying force of his flesh shook one of the dragons to death on the spot.

"Roar!"

Another giant dragon rushed towards him, opening his bloody jaws, intending to engulf Mo Wangchen in his belly.

Shout!

The divine bow was full of moon, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen arrows shot out and rushed into the mouth of the dragon, and then, Mo Wangchen's heart moved, and the arrow exploded, smashing the dragon's head and killing it on the spot.

"Die!"

Above his head, the Saint Venerable powerhouse was already approaching, he fell from the sky, and in his palm, terrible fluctuations were rolling, slapping towards Mo Wuchen's head, this palm was terrifying, enough to raze a mountain to the ground.

However, Mo Wuchen was not afraid at all, he put away the divine bow, surrounded by holy mangs up and down his body, like a son of the sun, his fists were clenched, and the power of the holy rank god king's body exploded to the extreme, and a punch was smashed head-on.

Rumble!

The two touched, and the sound was earth-shattering, and the terrible waves rolled, throwing all the fighting figures around them away.

"How is that possible?"

In the collision, the arm of the Holy Venerable powerhouse was numb, and his body was shocked and flew out of a distance of a hundred feet, and his eyes were shocked, looking at Mo Wuchen.

"Kill!"

Mo Wuchen let out a deep sigh, his body exploded rapidly, and he took the initiative to force it.

Boom!

The Holy Venerable powerhouse, the contempt on his face was completely restrained, and after he snorted coldly, the big hand of Void pressed out, containing the true meaning of the law of the Dao, and the power was amazing, attacking Mo Wuchen.

In the body, the golden sword swept out, became larger in the blink of an eye, and slashed down with a sword in the air, splitting the big hand in two, Mo Wangchen's body flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the other party.

Above his fist, a terrifying force had already been condensed, like a mountain smashed out.

Bang!

The dull sound echoed, and the Saint Venerable powerhouse was shocked by a punch, coughing up blood, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"What kind of person is that, who is capable of suppressing the power of the Holy Venerable?"

"It looks like he's still very young, he should be our Tianjiao character!"

The battle between the two had already attracted the attention of many people, and all the cultivators on the enemy side were shocked at the moment, while the men and horses on Mo Wuchen's side were burning in their eyes at the moment, and their morale was soaring.

"Kill!"

The crowd shouted, murderous, and the battle became much more intense.

"Retreat!"

In the end, seeing that the situation was not good, one of the enemy's holy deities let out a deep sigh, and all the horses began to withdraw, unwilling to continue the battle, otherwise the casualties would only be worse, and the whole army would not be wiped out.

"Poor Kou Mo chase, retreat to the two realms!"

On his own side, a Saint Venerable powerhouse shouted loudly, not letting everyone chase after him.

Soon, everyone withdrew, Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, but he didn't hesitate too much, and flew towards the distant sky with them.

......

In a short time, they came to a city tower, and as far as the eye could see, it was an ancient city, surrounded by walls a hundred feet high, like a giant dragon lying in it, surrounding the whole city.

"You don't seem to be in my ranks, which marshal does the little brother belong to?"

After entering the city, in the team, the Saint Venerable powerhouse who had made a move before and blocked a blow for Mo Wuchen opened his mouth in confusion.

"I am ......"

Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer, he could be sure that everything that happened now was real in ancient times, this is a special illusion, both true and false.

Seeing that Mo Wuchen was silent, the Holy Venerable powerhouse frowned slightly, but he didn't have too many doubts in his heart, if Mo Wuchen was an enemy spy, it would be impossible to shoot so many enemy centaurs just now.

Moreover, even the power of the Holy Venerable was beaten by him to vomit blood.

"Show me the battle medal. He looked at Mo Wangchen's waist and spoke.

Mo Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at it, and saw that there was a special token hanging on his waist, and he immediately took it off and gave it to the other party.

"Xiang Qing. ”

This is the side of the token, and the two words engraved are the name of the marshal of the camp to which Mo Wuchen belongs.

"A few days ago, Julu City was lost, and Marshal Xiang Qing was killed in the battle, I didn't expect you to be a soldier under his command, did you escape from Julu City?" the Saint Venerable powerhouse sighed, looked at Mo Wuchen and said.

Mo Wuchen had to nod, but he was speechless, he didn't know anything about these things.

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