Chapter Eighty-Four: Half a Broken Smiley Mask

North Los Angeles.

Lu Changkong personally sent the old eunuch out of the city.

Lu Pan refused the holy decree, but Lu Changkong was not much surprised, after all, with Lu Fan's unpredictable cultivation strength, it was indeed difficult for the secular imperial power to restrain him.

"Fan'er is suffering from leg disease, and her temper is violent and rude, so I hope my father-in-law will go back and talk to His Majesty, don't blame it. ”

Lu Changkong arched his hand towards the old eunuch.

The old eunuch hurriedly returned the salute, and ...... today He saw the power of a true practitioner for himself, and it had a great impact on his soul.

The national teacher has always said that cultivators are very powerful and will become variables in the world.

The old eunuch, who was proud of himself as the Grandmaster of the Seven Rings, didn't care, but today...... He was scared.

When the holy decree was strangely levitated, as if it was about to pierce his head in an instant, his legs were really a little weak.

"City Lord Lu, it was our family who disturbed Lord Lu......"

The old eunuch had mixed emotions.

"Now, the sons of the hundred families have joined forces with the Taishou Taixuan of Beijun to break the two cities of Yuanchi and Tong'an, His Majesty issued two orders, one to Drunken Dragon, one to Beiluo, and now the Beiluo Holy Decree has arrived, and our family has to return to Beijing as soon as possible. ”

The old eunuch gave up.

Lu Changkong's eyes lit up, and he really expected it.

North Los Angeles was attacked, and the other five moats were also attacked.

In the Wolongling Immortal Palace, the appearance of cultivators made the Mo family, who had originally mastered everything, anxious.

"Be careful on the highway and don't send. ”

Lu Chang Kongdao.

The old eunuch gave up his hand and galloped away.

Lu Changkong looked at the back of the old eunuch leaving, his eyes narrowed, and he turned around and went to the island in the middle of the lake.

North Luo Lake Island.

Lu Fan handed the lit pot to Ni Yu.

Ni Yu ate the refined Qi Gathering Pill, easily gathered Qi, and stepped into the Three-Stage Qi Pill Realm, and was happy at the moment.

However, although the refined Qi Gathering Pill is not very big, there are still side effects, that is, Ni Yu pouts and farts vigorously after the breakthrough.

The sound of "poof" lingered throughout the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan went to the terrace on the second floor of the Bai Yujing attic.

Ning Zhao took the green plum and boiled the wine, the breeze was gentle, and Lu Pan was a little leisurely.

Suddenly, Lu Fan's heart felt something, his eyebrows raised, and the picture in front of him suddenly turned into lines beating, and his vision began to expand continuously.

He saw the towering machine city, and saw the sword and sword.

......

The Beijun Tantai family, together with the Mo family and many hundreds of schools, settled in Yuanchi.

Ten miles outside the original Chicheng, Jiang Li was dressed in silver armor, and behind him were many elite soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty sent by the imperial capital.

Wooden fences and ditches lay across, confronting the Beijun army in the original Chicheng from afar.

Jiang Li's hand rested on the unsheathed long sword at his waist, looking at Yuan Chicheng.

He could faintly see three figures standing on the castle tower.

One is an old man with a rickety back, a giant of the Mo family, and a guest from the north of Mo.

Beside Mo Beike, it is the Taishou Taixuan of Beijun and his advisor, Mo Ju.

Mo Ju Lupine Scarf, he is actually not a disciple of the Mo family, because he left the Mo family very early to work alone.

It's just that I never thought that in the end, ...... The lord who is loyal to him is still mixed up with the Mo family.

Although Mo Ju has mixed emotions, he does not reject it.

Joining forces with the Mo family is the best situation in Beijun.

Originally, the Mo family stood in Xijun, and it was the overlord of Xijun who supported it.

If the Great Zhou really dies, the world will be in chaos, and it will be the major princes who will compete for the world at that time.

And there are only three who really have a chance to reach the top, the overlord of Xijun, the Tangtai of Beijun, and the Tang family of Nanjun......

However, now that the Mo family has joined forces with Beijun, the possibility of the Tantai family entering the imperial capital is much greater.

Jiang Li looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze indifferently.

He frowned, the Beijun army was slow to move, Jiang Li understood that the other party was waiting......

Waiting for his Jiang Li's weakness.

The palm of his hand rubbed against the sword at his waist.

His heart was a little painful, and he wanted to wish her a safe life, without mixing the filth of the world, and to be a chicken girl with peace of mind.

However......

The world is always up to him.

Compared to the turbulence of the original Akagi.

East Lake, the Mojia organ city, rained heavily and fell into a terrifying killing.

......

Eighty-one iron cables, and finally a Xiliang warrior climbed up the city with the crossbow arrows shot from the city.

However, on the surface of the Mojia Organ City, the gears turned.

Suddenly, countless spurs spilled out, piercing one Western Liang warrior after another.

Even if he is a first-class martial artist, in the face of such means, he will fall into the abyss like an ordinary soldier.

The waterfall flows and complements the rainstorm in the sky, bringing up a rich water vapor that washes away the filth between heaven and earth.

The death of a Xiliang warrior.

Xiang Shaoyun, whose heart was like iron, couldn't help but twitch.

in the Great Army.

There are shirtless warriors waving drumsticks and beating the drum surface to disperse the splash.

The drum beat in a deep voice, and the overlord took a step and stepped out of the chariot, his boots on the ground, splashing two feet of water.

The Mojia Organ City is worthy of being the most difficult walled city in the world to overcome.

Xiang Shaoyun raised his head and looked, he saw the busy disciples of the Mo family, and saw the figure like fiery red mandala petals.

If you want to break through the Organ City, you can only open a hole with strong force.

No matter how strong the shield is, once it is broken, the crack will soon spread.

Xiang Shaoyun understands this.

Close your eyes slowly.

Xiang Shaoyun saw the picture of being surrounded and killed by 5,000 troops on Wolong Ridge in front of his eyes, and he saw a blood-stained Xiliang warrior kneeling on the ground with a refusal to be pierced.

His ears sounded as if the poignant piccolo of Mingsang sounded.

It even drowned out the roar of the torrential rain.

Suddenly, the overlord opened his eyes, cold and ruthless.

"Kill!"

The Overlord roared, and the rain in front of him exploded.

He danced, rushed out, jumped up, broke the rain curtain, and stepped on the thick iron cable.

Walk steadily, and run quickly on the iron cable.

The blood of the Xiliang warriors was boiling, and as soon as the overlord made a move, it was as if some kind of fire of faith had been ignited!

Everyone brandished their weapons, and even if they were swept away by the rain, it was difficult to extinguish the fire in their hearts.

Organ in the city.

Ah Zhu's eyes under the half-silver white mask froze.

"Kill the Overlord!"

One after another, the crossbows were aimed at the overlord who stepped on the iron cable.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

One after another, the crossbow arrows pierced the raindrops, spun at high speed, and burst into countless misty splashes, shooting towards the burly body of the overlord Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the chain steadily, waved the shield in his hand, and all the crossbow arrows smashed on it, the impact of the crossbow arrows that was enough to smash back several people had no shadow of the overlord.

Ah Zhu's face did not change color, and his red lips opened.

Rumble!

The walls of the mechanism suddenly cracked, and a huge centipede-like eighteen-section mechanism beast crawled out along the iron cable.

Organ centipede, the pinnacle of the joint creation of the Mo family and the agency family.

Eighteen centipedes, both sides are covered with sharp steel knives, climbing along the iron cables, where they pass, the steel knives are strangled and corpses are everywhere.

The blood was so thick that it couldn't be washed away by the rain.

The warriors of Xiliang used their blood to open a path.

The overlord roared angrily, dancing and rushed towards the eighteen-section centipede without fear.

Suddenly!

Overlord squinted.

Two meters to the side of his body, there were raindrops cut in half by the sharp qi.

The overlord's rain-stained hair suddenly flicked, and the long axe in his hand was picked up.

The horror burst out, and nine rings exploded in succession.

A smiling mask appeared in front of the overlord, and a sword light, like a water mark in the air, shattered countless raindrops, pointed directly at the throat of the overlord, hit the vital point, and killed him with one blow.

Killing people is like a white horse, and there is no trace of the sword!

The world's first assassin, a trace of ink!

Overlord has heard the name.

Organ on the city.

Ah Zhu's fiery robe rolled up, her slender and white legs were dotted on the guardrail of the city wall in embroidered shoes, and a long sword floated in the red sleeves and flew out.

It's like a drop of red ink dripping into clear water.

Several Mo knights also drew their weapons one after another, jumped down the city wall, and approached the overlord.

Kill the Overlord!

You only need to kill the overlord, the Xiliang army, and retreat without attacking!

The Mo family organ city was defended!

The best defense is offense!

The crossbow arrows roared, and the warriors shouted to kill......

The goal is to overlord.

Airplanes......

The sound of the sword groaning exploded, and the sword of the ink mark was hit.

Pierced the heart of the Overlord's dull armor.

However, an inch is the limit.

The whistling axe wind paved the surface, the long hair of the ink was fluttering, and he drew his sword and returned, and his body spun around on the iron cable, throwing countless raindrops away.

He stabbed dozens of swords in a row, all of which were stabbed at a point on the axe swung by the Overlord.

With tremendous force, Mo Yiji's toes slid against the iron cable and slid backwards.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were silent.

The overlord stood, his cloak shattering the raindrops and fluttering.

Ink gasped.

"Nine Rings Grandmaster Assassin, Sons of the Organ Family, Repeater, Trap Centipede......"

"Is this the faith of Mobeike?"

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the ink mark wearing a smiley mask deeply.

Distance.

The huge eighteen-section centipede is like a tiger.

The Mo family warriors came one after another.

On the iron rope, the Xiliang warriors were not afraid of death, and constantly fell into the abyss......

On the cliffs, the sound of war drums seems to compete with the roar of the torrential rain.

Xiang Shaoyun smiled.

The corners of his mouth were coldly raised.

"In that case, I will personally blow up your confidence in Mobeike......"

Xiang Shaoyun said.

In the Qi Pill, the demonic qi operated, and the demonic qi spread out from under his skin, forming a terrifying oppressive force.

Xiang Shaoyun raised his hand.

Suddenly......

Heavy rain and raindrops seem to be in an instant...... It came to an abrupt end, silence in the air.

Ink marks pupils constricted.

Boundless fear crept through his heart.

However, he did not retreat or flee, and raised his sword in his hand towards the overlord.

The overlord gently swung out an axe with one hand.

Slashed at the sword of the ink mark.

The sword that had accompanied him through countless assassination nights was shattered.

Inch by inch it broke and turned into flying fragments.

The huge force hit the ink mark, and the axe qi formed by the demonic qi passed through the body......

Ink Mark's hair fell apart, and his body fell weakly from the iron rope.

The cascading waterfall roars, and countless rains fall from the sky.

The smiley mask shattered, revealing a paralyzed face with a mark of ink.

Drops of rain magnified in his eyes.

It seems to reflect his boring and boring life.

From this day on, he is free.

......

Heavy rain and muddy mountain roads.

The donkey's hooves stamped on the ground, splashing countless mud flowers.

Mo Liuqi, who was riding a donkey along the cliff and mountain road and kept climbing up, had an anxious look on his face.

On the surrounding cliffs, one black image after another fell like dumplings.

Suddenly.

Mo Liuqi seemed to feel something.

A black shadow fell from the cliff, swept by the mountain wind and torrential rain, and smashed into him.

He dodged.

The shadow slammed into the ground, splashing up a foot of muddy water all over the ground.

In the mud, Mo Liuqi saw clearly.

The black shadow was a half-shattered smiley mask.