What realm has this kid broken through?

Xiao Mo rushed forward against the rain of arrows, he used the fighting energy in his body to strengthen the power of the Dragon Yin Battle Armor, and in an instant, those bows and arrows were broken in two in front of him.

However, under the attack layer after layer, Xiao Mo felt a little powerless. He found that his fighting spirit would soon be unable to support the Dragon Yin Battle Armor.

There was a slight pain in his body, so he simply conjured up the golden armor, and in order to save his life, he couldn't care about anything.

Round after round of arrow rain turned into ashes under Xiao Mo's powerful defense, Yang Tianqing looked at Xiao Mo angrily, but he was helpless.

"Boy, if you can escape the third round of attacks, I'm pretty good. Although I am the young marshal here, but you killed my brother, I must avenge him. You trade your life for it. Yang Tianqing let out a loud shout and ordered to continue the attack.

Fang Yin'er shouted on the side: "Young marshal, you are overstepping your authority. If Tianmen Mountain knows that you kill your brothers on the battlefield, you will be dealt with by military law, and when the time comes, let alone be a young marshal, you can't even be an ordinary soldier. Your great ambitions will be ruined here. ”

But Yang Tianqing was already red-eyed, and he couldn't care about that at all.

Seeing that persuasion failed, Fang Yin'er turned his head and complained to the white-clothed elder: "Elder, you are the chief judge elder in charge of this assessment, are you just watching them mess around? Yang Tianqing, as the young marshal of Tianyin Pavilion, represents the entire human race. Now, our people didn't fight with the demon clan, they actually fought in the nest, if Tianmen Mountain knew about it, I don't know what to do with Yang Tianqing?"

Fang Yin'er's aggressiveness is not unreasonable. This matter is really too big, and the elder in white can't rush to intervene. Neither is a fuel-efficient lamp. Besides, Yang Tianqing was the commander of the Tianyin Pavilion, and the white-clothed elder did not have that much power to order a commander not to hunt down a lower-level disciple.

This matter was completely messed up, and the white-clothed elder could only talk to the mud on the side: "It's all a small fight, and it's not an important matter." Anyway. If the Great Elder knows about this, I will report it to the truth. At that time, how the Great Elder disposes of Yang Tianqing will depend on his creation. ”

"You ......" Fang Yin'er's face was flushed, but she couldn't stop this farce.

The white-clothed elder looked at the posture of the two, and he couldn't stop for a while. Hundreds of people ran after one person, and this scene was spectacular enough. If the trouble continues, I'm afraid that the demon clan will hear the news and stand on the opposite side to watch the excitement. It's not a big deal for the human race to fight in the nest, but it was taken out by the demon clan as a talking point after dinner. The elders in white are absolutely not allowed.

The white-clothed elder still reluctantly walked up to the city gate, but was blocked out by a small guard.

"I'm sorry Elder, this is a military powerhouse, and our young marshal has an order, no one is allowed to approach Tianyin Pavilion, otherwise they will be killed. The guard looked solemn, not joking.

Elder Bai waved his hand and gave the guard a slap: "When I was in charge of Tianyin Pavilion. You're still nursing in your mother's arms! How dare you stop me? You're a god and a demon?"

The guard stared at the blood-red eyes, but he was still motionless: "The military order is like a mountain." The small ones did not dare to disobey the military order, otherwise a hundred heads would not be enough to cut off. ”

The white-clothed elder was choked enough, but there was nothing he could do.

"The general has an order, the demon clan is found on the battlefield in the south, and the white-clothed elder is invited to lead the troops to support. "The guard came to another village, and he actually counted the elder in white.

The elder in white was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. But he can only receive orders.

Although he was the elder in charge of the entrance examination of the lower-level monks, when he arrived at Tianyin Pavilion, he had to listen to Yang Tianqing's orders, and what Yang Tianqing commanded, the white-clothed elder had to do.

The white-clothed elder tightened his jaw. He could only lead the people to the battlefield in the south.

It's just that Xiao Mo, this kid, is fleeing farther and farther, and he is not very familiar with the terrain here. I don't know, where will he end up?

The white-clothed elder didn't care about the battlefield in the south at all, but he was worried about Xiao Mo in his heart.

"Elder, please come back. "The guards actually gave the order to evict the guests.

The white-clothed elder was furious and returned to the military tent where the lower-ranking monks were resting.

Everyone looked at the white-clothed elder and wanted to know how things were going. But the white-clothed elder brought another bad news.

"There are demons in the south, and we need to go over to help. The white-clothed elder said slowly.

Everyone was indignant in their hearts, this was obviously Yang Tianqing retaliating against the lower-level cultivators. A disaster that Xiao Mo broke through, but it affected everyone, and no one wanted to go to the battlefield in the south.

I heard that there were countless casualties there, almost the same as the frontal battlefield. If it weren't for the lack of soldiers, how could it be possible to ask for support?

The lower-level cultivators were more monkey spirits than the other, and they knew that this exam was originally a walk, but by Xiao Mo like this, where was it a formality?

"I won't go, because one Xiao Mo will affect us. Why, why do you want us to die!" a child of a family sat on the ground, refusing to move.

Everyone also whispered, but they didn't dare to anger the white-clothed elder.

"Since you don't want to go, it's better to stay here. Don't forget, you're now a warrior, not a baby doll who wants milk. It's not even as good as a woman, you might as well go back to farming. The white-clothed elder stimulated everyone to finally pick up their weapons and go to the battlefield in the south.

And Xiao Mo, running wildly all the way, he took a war horse casually, and then left with a sad roar.

He felt too unlucky, originally he competed with Fang Zhanling, it was something you and I wanted. But I don't want to, Fang Zhanling's kid skills are not as good as others, and he died under his own fighting spirit. Xiao Mo just used his own way to treat others, but he didn't want to cause such a big disaster.

Now that there were pursuers behind him, the road ahead was confused, and he really didn't know where he should go.

galloping like this, but there is no destination, which makes Xiao Mo's heart sour.

Even if this matter is taken to Tianmen Mountain, Xiao Mo is also reasonable. He didn't steal or rob, he just quietly competed with the upper-level monks, so many people watched the battle, and it wasn't called by Xiao Mo. Everyone is also his witness, Fang Zhanling's kid is humiliating himself, what does it have to do with Xiao Mo?

But is Yang Tianqing still a young marshal? Originally, Tianji Pavilion was located in a fortress, with the big camp of the demon clan in front of it, and there was a nuisance from the demon clan in the back. (To be continued.) )