906 Semi-Exhibition Bureau
Yuxi felt that this chilling killing intent suddenly attacked, and then suddenly retreated. He even wondered if it was a dream. Because his change in attitude always seems so sudden and abrupt.
"Don't be too happy, the reason why I don't make a move on you three masters and apprentices now, in fact, is just to let you see how I destroyed Kunshen Mountain.
Everything you cherish and love will be destroyed by me until there is no armor left. β
Yuxi was almost about to be beaten by his words, and his airway and chest were extremely stuffy, almost out of breath.
He turned his head, he was still quite nervous about this offensive, Kun Shenshan was afraid that since ancient times, he had never encountered such a terrible offensive.
The crimson whole piece of artillery fell with an irresistible attack, and at the same time, this Kun Shenshan was inevitably turned upside down because of this terrible offensive.
That huge place, which has been a legendary Kunshen Mountain since ancient times, will one day face such a situation.
It's horrible, it's horrible.
"It's you who made the ghost, right, it must be you who made the ghost, including the breaking of the mountain barrier, and the current mountain bombing incident, all of these things were caused by you, right?!"
With twelve points of anger, he rushed directly forward and tried to question him. Get justice back.
Xiao Qinyuan stretched out his hand to block him, not letting him get closer, he didn't cast any spells, just a short sentence, it had the effect of blocking the enemy's attack:
"Yuxi, I can fight with you, but your two apprentices are about to suffer, before killing you, I will definitely preserve your majesty as a master at the end, I will let you die smoothly, and I will not let your two apprentices see the scene of your tragic death.
However, you have to feel the feeling of 'white-haired people send black-haired people'. β
He smiled arrogantly again, and the penetrating power of this laughter was also extremely shocking.
In the whole mountain field, it was all his voice, with three points of treachery and seven points of pride.
In the end, he was fearless in front of him with his weapon, and even in front of him for the time being, he did not bother to say a word.
"If you have to do it with me, think about the consequences for yourself."
He glanced at his weapon, as if unfazed. It seems that what this person is holding in his hand is actually a mustard thing, not a soul sword that can exert its powerful power in ancient times, hurt countless people, and drink blood.
He didn't care, because he already had a trick that would definitely subdue him.
"Ouch-"
"Ouch-"
"How so?"
"I felt like I couldn't exert any strength in my whole body. How so? β
"Me too, what should I do, I can't lift my weapons."
β¦β¦
The continuous sound sounded in the ears, and the wails of so many people were endless. Things have reached a point where no one can afford to ignore them.
On the huge battlefield, so many people were originally out of sight, but now they suddenly fell down.
And those who were wailing on the ground were all disciples of Kun Shen Mountain.
"Oops, it hurtsβ"
"I can't stand itβ"
Those who curled up on the ground, rolling in pain, were all disciples on Kunshen Mountain. Almost all of them are pure white clothes, and they are shocking when they look at it.
The sound that has never stopped in my ears, in addition to the wailing of the incoming people, and the sound of crackling when the weapon lands, is a weapon.
It is said that put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground.
But if you put down your butcher's knife on the battlefield and the enemy keeps the weapon in your hand, it's shocking what it can lead to.
- The power of life, he completely let go of himself and put it in the hands of the enemy.
Therefore, to survive or to destroy, that is, the process of the other party's simple thoughts.
This thought, for those who don't want to die and drop the butcher's knife in their hands to resist, is tantamount to a bolt from the blue.
To survive or not to survive is none of their business.
Yuxi saw that all his own people on the ground were all in such a terrible wailing posture, needless to say, they must have been tricked.
This can be regarded as an answer to his doubts, the disciples of Kun Shenshan, even when dealing with soldiers, rarely show disadvantages. However, this battle seems to be too much power. It seems that there is no scene of killing with absolute superiority, but it has always been barely supported.
Therefore, now when he saw them fall down one after another and put down the weapons in his hands, he felt that his doubts had been dissipated by seven or eight points.
Yuxi turned his head and scolded the person who didn't care at all at all:
"You hypocrite, what have you done to the disciples of my Kun Divine Mountain?"
"What was done? Alas, your hypocrite is actually not lethal to me, I am not a gentleman in the first place, and even a hypocrite may not be suitable to be called so.
As for me, I just added something to the water that all of them drank. β
"You...... You...... You-"
Yuxi said three you, and tens of millions of angry and sad thoughts were accumulated in his heart, but he couldn't say anything specific to scold him.
Everything seemed to be too light for the anger in his heart. He hadn't been able to find the words that were really lethal enough to describe how depressed and sad she was at the moment.
"Don't worry, you're still the supreme leader of Kun Shen Mountain, you're in a hurry, you can do it, if you are angry to death, aren't you, Kun Shen Mountain, really deserving of death, and there may be no remedy at all?"
There was a clear sneer on his face, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement.
The corners of his mouth overflowed with extremely red blood, which was in stark contrast to his cold skin, and even his eyebrows were even colder.
He felt the fishy sweetness in his throat, and it gushed out again, and he put the fresh blood pressure back, but it still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He wiped away the dazzling red and said to the master:
"Master, Ling Quan is one of the people in charge of collecting water from the Drinking Water House."
"Ling Quan?" He knew the identity of the traitor, and suddenly said something like this:
"You mean, he's Ling Quan?"
"Probably. Maybe he is Ling Quan, maybe he is Wei Jing, or maybe he is no one, but the master you see in front of you, this person called Xiao Qinyuan. β
ββ¦β¦ He should have mastered the art of possession. β
His explanation was very reluctant, because his physical condition was really not optimistic.
He knew that he might suffer a loss, and it was also possible to lose his life. Life and death on the battlefield are not strange at all. But he didn't die, but it was this inexplicable spell that shook his whole body to the extreme.
Speech is also reluctant.
"Tut-tut, you disciple is really good.
The brain is also bright enough.
The speed of this analysis is breathtaking even for a thoughtful person like me. β
He shook his head, watching his face become more and more pale, his complexion was already very fair, and now it is nothing more than even more pale, this bloodless paleness makes people unbearable to look at. It's a lot of fun.
Xiao Qinyuan smiled at Master Youyan, who was in a stunned state:
"You master, you don't seem to be qualified, you can't protect your apprentice.
Moreover, it seems that the brain is also not good.
That is, your apprentice, you can still see it. β
"You-" He was angry at Xiao Qinyuan's humiliating words, and there was heat and anger in his chest, almost to burn the prairie with a strong force.