The King of Soul Ripping led more than a thousand soldiers to retreat first, crossed the hill and marched forward, and found a forest in front of him, so he led his men into it. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the fun of the pavilion shuttled through the forest for a while, and the King of Soul Pulling ordered people to stop and rest.

As soon as he sat down, Zhuang Han said to the Soul Puller King: "King, I want to relieve my hands!" The Soul Puller King looked him up and down a few times and said, "What, do you want to run?" Zhuang Han pleaded softly: "No, the King, you see me running all the way, and I haven't been able to spare time, I'm really anxious!" The Soul Puller King was already irritable in his heart, and he didn't want to deal with him at this time, so he scolded and said: "His grandmother's, it's really a lot of things!" If he let him go and can't trust him, he said to a guard: "You go with him, go and go back quickly!" "Yes, King!" So the guard followed Zhuang Han to find a piece of weeds and walked in.

The Soul Ripper King leaned against the tree, and after a while, there was no movement in the forest, but he felt that a fragrance gradually filled the woods, becoming more and more intense. The Soul Ripping King sniffed the fragrance vigorously and said, "Hey, what kind of smell is this!" A general beside him said: "King, no, why didn't this smell just now, could it be ......?" The Soul Ripping King interrupted him and said: "Don't be suspicious, this may be the smell of flowers in the forest, don't be afraid, just be vigilant!" The general said, "Yes, King!"

After a while, the general said to the Soul Ripper King: "King, let's leave like this, do you think the rest of the brothers will be okay?" The Soul Ripper King frowned and did not want to listen to his sad words, and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense, as long as they don't just love to fight and disregard their lives, they will be fine, and you will go to investigate!" The general said: "King, why don't we kill you back?" The Soul Ripper King reprimanded him again: "If you are told to investigate, you will go and investigate first!" The general saw that he was on fire, so he had to lower his head and look at him squintingly, and said, "Yes, king, the little one is as you order!" Just as he got up to leave, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "What is that, here, here!"

The Soul Pulling King turned his eyes and saw a yellow smoke slowly drifting from the forest, spreading with the wind in this direction, and the general next to the Soul Pulling King hurriedly pointed to the drifting smoke and said, "Big ...... Look at that, my lord...... That's poisonous smoke!" Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the forest, and the archers who were hiding around them from nowhere, and the sharp arrows like dense rain flew towards them from behind the weeds and trees, and the Soul Ripping King and the others were caught off guard, and they were killed by surprise. The Soul Ripper King got up and swung his sword to resist, shouting: "Brothers, prepare for war!" At this time, the poisonous smoke rushed towards them like a terrible ghost, and the general said in a panic: "The king beware of the poisonous smoke!" Suddenly Zhuang Han came out of nowhere and shouted: "Everyone cover your nose!" As he spoke, he pinched his nose first, and everyone followed to cover their noses while resisting the flying arrows, but the sharp arrows seemed to shoot exclusively at the Soul Ripping King, and the guards around him who protected him fell one by one, and the Soul Ripping King was also hit by an arrow in the calf. The general beside him hurriedly went up to help, and shouted loudly, "Protect the king!" A group of soldiers surrounded the soul ripping king. Zhuang Han looked at the injury of the Soul Ripping King and said: "It's not good, this arrow is poisonous, let's protect the King to a safe place first!" The Soul Ripping King opened his mouth and scolded: "His grandmother's, what is the origin of this group of people, how can they linger like ghosts!" Zhuang Han persuaded: "King, don't worry about so much, we still have to retreat, they are archers and poisonous smoke, the situation is not good for us, we must not be angry for a while!" No matter how much it is, Lao Tzu will fight with them even if he dies!" Zhuang Han persuaded again: "King, if we don't leave, even if we don't get shot by their archers, we will be stunned by the poisonous smoke, and then we will be prisoners!" The general next to him said again: "Yes, King, let's go first as the best policy, and wait for us to recuperate and come to them for revenge......!" He stomped his foot and said, "Fuck it, Lao Tzu will remember this account for them first, and let the brothers retreat!"

Everyone was about to retreat urgently, but before they could take half a step out, they saw a group of people around them come out one after another and fight at them. The Soul Ripping King's men panicked, and they didn't have time to deal with it. The Soul Ripper King scolded viciously again: "Damn it," and shouted loudly: "Brothers, fight with them!"

Zhuang Han saw that Mo Xiaofeng led people to kill, and he was secretly happy in his heart, everything was going smoothly. At this time, the poisonous smoke had spread in the crowd, and his choking eyes hurt, the soul king was hit by an arrow in the leg, and he had to guard against the poisonous smoke, his strength was greatly reduced, but the divine power was still there, plus there was a strong general by his side to protect him, Mo Xiaofeng came up to fight with him, but he couldn't take advantage of it.

All the people under the Soul Pulling King were hindered by the poisonous smoke, and they couldn't fight with all their might, and Mo Xiaofeng and those people came over with the poisonous smoke, as if nothing happened, as if this poisonous smoke couldn't do them any harm, and there was no need to be afraid at all.

The Soul Pulling King was besieged by Mo Xiaofeng and others, he was already injured in the leg, so his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and he was about to be defeated, at this time, a few more people came up to block the front and entangled with Mo Xiaofeng, the Soul Pulling King took the opportunity to take a breath, and the personal general next to him ran over to block the front. Zhuang Han ran to the Soul Ripping King, pinched his nose and said from his mouth: "King, we can't fight anymore, these people don't seem to be afraid of poisonous smoke, and if it goes on like this, it will not be good for us, we have to find a way to rush out quickly!" "Soul Ripping King knew that this poisonous smoke was powerful, and pinched his nose with one hand and said angrily: "Fuck it, Lao Tzu is going to fight with them even if he dies today, kill one and earn one!" Zhuang Han saw that the Soul Ripping King still insisted on fighting to the death, and thought in his heart: I have to lure him out alone! King, let's hurry out to join the rest of the army, maybe we still have a glimmer of life!" The general next to him said: "King, we have not yet reached the point where the army is dying, we can't die easily, as long as we meet with the army, we will definitely be able to kill it!" Hearing his words, the Soul Ripper King said: "Then what are you waiting for, quickly kill out and join the army, and then kill them without leaving a single piece of armor!" The general was not slow and shouted: "Brothers, protect the king!" Take the soul ripping king to the outside of the forest to kill.

A dozen or so of them protected the Soul Ripper King out of the woods, but it was easy for them to get out of the woods, and they could finally catch their breath. The general next to the Soul Puller King suddenly felt as if something was wrong, and said, "No, King!" The Soul Ripper King gasped and said, "What's wrong?" The general said: "It seems to be okay if we didn't cover our noses when we killed just now, isn't that poisonous smoke ......" The Soul Ripping King was alerted by his words, and said: "So the poisonous smoke is fine for us!" After speaking, suddenly there was a strange laugh next to him, and he said while laughing: "Of course it's okay, because the poisonous smoke is fake at all!"

They turned around to look, and a young man came over with a group of people, the Soul Pulling King didn't know the young man but Mo Xiaofeng, and pointed at him in amazement, "Who are you?"

Mo Xiaofeng sneered: "I'm the one who came to capture you alive, the poisonous smoke just now didn't scare you to pee!"

The Soul Ripping King was full of hatred, and said angrily: "It turned out to be you, and you actually used fake poisonous smoke to disturb our army's heart!"

Mo Xiaofeng said proudly: "It's not all fake, it's real at the beginning, and it's all fake at the back, because my poisonous smoke has run out, it's just that we lit a fire!"

At this time, the Soul Ripper King felt a lot of shame in his heart, and suddenly laughed a few times, and said: "You have gone to great lengths just to capture me alive!" said with a painful smile on his face and said, "I am really confused, I am being toyed with by you and applauded!" He raised the knife in his hand and shouted at his neck, "I am ashamed of my brothers!" The general next to him hurriedly held his hand and said, "The king must not!"

Mo Xiaofeng was afraid that the Soul Ripping King would seek death, so he didn't delay any longer, and said to his subordinates: "Take them down for me!" Seeing that everyone was besieging them, how could they sit back and wait to become their swordsmen, raising their sharp blades and fighting to resist. The Soul Ripping King is not an idle person, although he has a wound on his leg, his mighty and domineering spirit has not diminished, and the big knife in his hand slashes at Mo Xiaofeng. The general beside him also wanted to help the Soul King, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was an extra blade, but when he saw that Zhuang Han was in front of him, he asked puzzledly: "Brother, what are you trying to do?" Zhuang Hanyin smiled: "A fool like you, tell you, you won't understand!" As he spoke, the knife in his hand slashed at him. The general couldn't parry, and retreated again and again and said: "It turns out that you lied to us, you are in a league with them!" Zhuang Han said sarcastically: "You can understand, it seems that your brain is not very confused, but I also want to thank you, if you didn't help me convince your king, you wouldn't have fallen for the trick!"

On the other hand, when the Soul Ripping King saw Zhuang Han rebelling and killing his own people, he couldn't wait to immediately peel him off and cramp, but it was not easy to deal with Mo Xiaofeng in front of him, so he said to Mo Xiaofeng: "You guys are actually colluding, let's play with me!" Mo Xiaofeng said proudly: "You only know now that it's too late!" The Soul Ripping King had an injury on his leg, he was not Mo Xiaofeng's opponent, coupled with Mo Xiaofeng's many people, he secretly complained in his heart, he was so excited by Mo Xiaofeng, his heart was about to burst, one hand waved a big knife and attacked, and the other hand pulled out a long sword from his waist and said: "I will kill you even if I die!" Mo Xiaofeng was not to be outdone, and the long sword in his hand went straight towards the Soul Ripping King. Zhuang Han saw Mo Xiaofeng fighting on the side, and admired him in his heart for not knowing when he became so powerful, and in terms of strength, I am afraid that he is not under Ye Yaokong. After a hard fight, more than a dozen of the Soul Ripping King's subordinates have been killed, only the general is left fighting to the death with Zhuang Han, plus there are some small minions who shoot horizontally and vertically from time to time, and the two are outnumbered and already embarrassed. Mo Xiaofeng wanted to capture the two alive, but he didn't kill the killer. The people surrounded the two of them, and the two of them were back to back, holding swords and confronting the people. Suddenly, I heard a loud shout from not far away: "If you don't die soon, you will be captured!" Looking for prestige, I saw a bearded man in his thirties leading a group of people to rush over, and he was also holding the remaining dozen or so subordinates of the Soul Pulling King, but the bearded man was Tang Lie. The Soul Ripping King gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of ability do you have to bully more and less!"

Mo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "No, you are wrong, it should be more with less, in fact, the so-called reinforcements from the Falling Moon Country are only two thousand of us!"

Mo Xiaofeng said: " That's right, at the beginning, you were all blinded by that burst of poisonous smoke under the city, but now it is a south wind, and you are in the west of the poisonous smoke, and the poisonous smoke can't blow on your side at all, I put the poisonous smoke to scare you, and secondly, I let hundreds of brothers shout behind the poisonous smoke, so that you mistakenly think that the army is coming, because if I release the poisonous smoke directly at you, it will inevitably hurt the people of the Falling Moon Country by mistake, so I took great pains to make this decision, and the later archers were only 500 people to scare you, this is the so-called soldiers are not tired of deceit!" As he spoke, he laughed proudly.

The Soul Ripper King said, "Then how did you calculate where we would rest, and how did you set up an ambush there in advance?"

Mo Xiaofeng smiled and said: "You are wrong again, we didn't set up an ambush in advance!" The Soul Pulling King was puzzled, Zhuang Han said from the side: "King, do you remember the fragrance you asked in the forest, in fact, I quietly used this when I went to relieve my hands just now." As he spoke, he took out a small porcelain vase from his waist. The Soul Pulling King looked at the porcelain vase, Zhuang Han said again: "This is called 'Ten Miles of Drunken Rivers and Mountains', as long as I open him, I can smell the fragrance within a radius of ten miles, we just have to wait for you to rest and take this fragrance as a signal, and then quietly set up an ambush around you, and the people you sent to monitor me will not notice my tiny every move at all!"

The Soul Pulling King suddenly opened his mouth and secretly admired: "Okay, okay, it turns out that you are so meticulous and calculating, but it's a pity that this king has fallen into your trap for a moment of carelessness!" said the resentment in his heart.

Mo Xiaofeng said: "The so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating, the king should be convinced!"

Zhuang Han said again: "Also, in fact, the arrow in your leg is not poisonous at all, I just want to lure you out alone and deliberately scare you!"

The King of Soul Pulling woke up at this time, but it was too late to hate, and he was extremely ashamed, and only 2,000 people actually stirred up his army's heart, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and said: "Even if you are powerful, Lao Tzu lost a nest, but he also lost convincingly and was taught!"

Mo Xiaofeng said: "Remember that the first lesson I gave you today is called Grass and Trees are Soldiers, and the second lesson is called Capture the Thief and Capture the King First!"

The general beside the Soul Pulling King said, "King, don't talk to them, we won't let them be captured alive even if we die!"

The Soul Ripping King was furious, and suddenly slashed at the general, and said in his mouth: "I blame you for bewitching the army!" After speaking, the general's head was cut off, and then the Soul Ripping King wanted to kill himself with a horizontal knife, Mo Xiaofeng reacted quickly, and knocked the knife in his hand off with a sword. Before the sword in the other hand of the Soul Ripping King could be raised, Mo Xiaofeng stretched out his long arm, and a silver needle flew out of his sleeve and shot at the chest of the Soul Ripping King, and the Soul Ripping King suddenly convulsed all over his body, knelt down paralyzed, and finally fainted on the ground.

Zhuang Han looked at the Soul Ripping King who fell to the ground with contempt and smiled: "What Soul Ripping King, the name is very domineering, but it is actually vulnerable!"