Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Peak of the Mighty Martial Emperor
The place where the battle broke out was only less than twenty meters away from the landscape stone where Ye Mu was hiding.
When Ye Mu quietly approached the battlefield, the crisp and pleasant voice of the system suddenly sounded deep in his heart.
"Battlefield mode is on, and there are two factions: the Four Elephants and Blue Dragons vs the Four Forces (Ninjas, Knights of the Round Table, Genetically Modified People, and Papal Clergy. οΌβ
Before Ye Mu could react, the voice of the system rang out again.
"The level 35 ninja of the enemy camp is dead, congratulations to the host for gaining 20 experience points."
"The level 43 Knight of the Round Table in the enemy camp died, congratulations to the host for gaining 36 experience points."
"The enemy camp's level 38 genetically modified person died, congratulations to the host for absorbing 26 experience points."
"The level 32 Holy See clergy of the enemy camp is dead, congratulations to the host for gaining 14 experience points."
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Accident, absolute accident! Surprise, absolute surprise!
Hearing this continuous system prompt, Ye Mu opened his mouth widely, unable to speak for a while, and there was only one emotion in his heart: This is also okay?
At this time, the battle in the battlefield has entered a white-hot stage, and the most fierce one is Ye Tianming, who was besieged by four mid-stage masters of the Martial King.
The three-foot blue red is like an organ in Ye Tianming's hands, every move and style is so natural and casual, but the power of the move is amazing, so people have to deal with it seriously.
Under Ye Tianming's hands, the four mid-stage masters of the Martial King had almost no backhand power, and could only reluctantly join forces to resist Ye Tianming's attack, but if they wanted to take the opportunity to fight back, there was no such opportunity at all, and there was no such possibility.
Although the battle of the five people presented a one-sided situation, the fierceness of Cheng DΓΉ was not inferior to the others. All the people around them who were close to their battle circle were affected by Ye Tianming's sword qi that was like a machine gun, shooting non-stop.
Of course, under Ye Tianming's deliberate control, those children who were lying on the gun were all personnel belonging to the Quartet forces, and the number was much better, which made the four mid-stage masters of the Martial King angry and anxious. Especially those ninjas, since Ye Tianming joined the battle, no less than twenty have died under Ye Tianming's sword.
Junpei Oshima and Ichiro Sagawa, who were being restrained by Li Hu and Xiao Nanqiu, as the chief and deputy captains of the ninja force, were naturally anxious when they saw the heavy casualties of their subordinates, but they were now entangled by Li Hu and Xiao Nanqiu, so they could only watch and be anxious.
"Yaga! You forced me to do this. Seeing that he had brought fewer and fewer of his subordinates, Junpei Oshima reached into his arms and took out a green pill after forcing Li Hu back with a knife.
"Bing Food Pill!" Li Hu knew what the pill in Junpei Oshima's hand was, although its name was the same as the kind of chakra pill in "Naruto" drawn by a manga artist in the island country, but its effect was far from the same.
The Bing Food Pill in Junpei Oshima's hand is a special medicine that forcibly improves the cultivation of ninjas, which can make the cultivation of the user instantly improve a small realm, just like luck, and even improve two small realms.
However, there are two sides to everything. Although the effect of the Bing Food Pill is against the sky, its refining method is very complicated and troublesome, and its effect time can only last for half an hour.
When the effect of the Bing Liang Pill has passed, the cultivator will not only fall back, but also permanently drop a big realm, and if you want to improve again, there is almost no possibility of saving it. This kind of side effect is undoubtedly fatal for a practitioner.
Junpei Oshima dared to take the Soldier Food Pill, which showed that he had mustered up a lot of courage. However, then again, at this time, he also had to do it as a last resort.
Because judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the entire army of the ninjas of the island country is wiped out. Since it's all a death anyway, it's better to give it a go now, maybe there will be a chance to win back a city.
"Damn, this is Chiguoguo's cheating!"
Cheating, that's right, taking the Soldier Food Pill is equivalent to cheating. Li Hu watched Junpei Oshima take the Soldier Food Pill, and the momentum on his body began to rise continuously, and he couldn't help but take a cool breath.
Originally, it was only Junpei Oshima who was cultivated in the middle of the Martial King, and he Li Hu could only barely fight to a draw with others, but now that people have taken the Soldier Food Pill, his cultivation is at least a realm higher than him, how can he Li Hu not worry.
When the momentum on Oshima Junpei's body rose to the late stage of the Martial King, it did not stop at all, but began to climb up more rapidly, which made Li Hu's smile even more bitter.
"Nima, is there any fight here? Is it Lao Tzu's luck against the sky, or the little devil's luck against the sky? One of the hundred people who would only appear in the Soldier Food Pill to improve two small realms at a time was actually met by me. β
That's right, Oshima Junpei's luck really couldn't be better, and the momentum on his body fluctuated, and he didn't calm down until it rose to a height similar to that of the early stage of Emperor Wu.
In the middle of the Martial King vs. the early stage of the Martial Emperor, there is no need to fight anymore.
Taking advantage of the fact that Junpei Oshima hadn't attacked himself at this time, Li Hu hurriedly shouted in the direction of Ye Tianming: "Brother Ming, don't play anymore, hurry up and come over to help!" There's a devil here who has become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle! β
Play! He said Ye Tianming was playing! One person faces the siege of four mid-stage masters of the Martial King, is that play?
Maybe the answer is really incredible, and many people don't want to believe it, but Ye Tianming clearly told everyone with his actions, he was indeed tuning just now. Play the four mid-stage masters of the martial arts.
I saw that he heard Li Hu's call, turned around and cast a "received" look at Li Hu, then looked down at the blood-stained long sword in his hand, and said in a voice that was neither high nor low: "The sword that has been hidden in the snow for more than ten years is almost sharpened, and I won't play with you next." β
As soon as the words fell, Ye Tianming's previous lazy eyes suddenly became fierce, even Ye Mu, who was dozens of meters away from him, felt that there was an irrepressible huge aura rising from Ye Tianming's body, even if he was now cultivating in the early stage of Emperor Wu, Oshima Junpei could not compare.
"Not good!" Personally feeling the sudden changes in Ye Tianming's body, the four mid-stage masters of the Martial King who besieged Ye Tianming tightened their hearts at the same time, and looked at Ye Tianming's eyes full of incredulity, "He is the Martial Emperor!" β
Yes! Martial Emperor, Ye Tianming is a real Martial Emperor-level powerhouse, and he is also a super powerhouse at the peak level of Martial Emperor.
Under Ye Tianming's huge aura, the surrounding air seemed to be all stagnant. I saw that under the night sky, a cold light flashed as if it was enough to cut through the space, and the hustle and bustle returned to tranquility in an instant.
"This is ......" The eyes of the four mid-stage masters of the Martial King widened and they wanted to speak, but they couldn't make a sound, and a faint mark appeared on their necks.
Kill four people in one move, Ye Tianming's wind. Sao is hard to describe in words. Ye Mu also looked at the father who was still there with a face of disbelief, and the sound of the system in his heart was endless.
"The level 54 Knight of the Round Table in the enemy camp is dead, congratulations to the host for gaining 58 experience points."
"The enemy camp's level 55 genetically modified person died, congratulations to the host for absorbing 60 experience points."
"The level 55 clergy of the Holy See in the enemy camp is dead, congratulations to the host for absorbing 60 experience points."
"The level 56 clergy of the Holy See in the enemy camp is dead, congratulations to the host for absorbing 62 experience points."
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