Chapter Twenty-Three: Less to Many, Ink Marks' Show

In the blink of an eye, the Ink Trace Xuan, the Light Pole Sect Master, had four disciples.

Sui Zhong, Chu Qingqing, Wu Huai, and Ting Yuan are all big disciples.

Although the seniority is a little messy, Ink Mark Xuan is still quite satisfied with this result.

These four were the great chiefs of the tribal alliance like him, but now they were willing to worship him as a teacher.

As for the four brothers Mengqing and Youxiong, they can be regarded as the first to get the moon near the water, and the treatment of the disciples who entered the room is much better than that of Suizhong and them.

In any case, among the surrounding tribes, Ink Mark Xuan has a pivotal position.

With the friendship of the same family, the alliance of the ethereal country is much smoother.

Unlike the sect, there is no emperor in this country, and the exercise of rights in any country requires a vote of four people to finalize.

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere between the four of them, Mo Jixuan was also a lot relieved.

The sect has been established, the country has been established, and then the ink mark Xuan issued the first order of the sect.

It's not so much an order as a petition.

Right now, the southern tribes are attacking, and the existential crisis is in front of everyone.

On the one hand, they began to gather their people to form an army, and on the other hand, they received the teachings of the Mojixuan.

Ink Marks didn't give them all the skills, and before he repelled the southern tribes, he only taught them how to do Qi and how to use the various things he invented.

The bone thunder has now gone through several generations of upgrades, and the current bone thunder is smaller than before, but the power is more than double.

There are also spirit guns, spirit bows, explosive arrows, flame arrows and many other weapons.

In addition, after this period of mining and iron smelting, the Arikuma clan has accumulated thousands of iron spears.

And each one has been forged by the qi of the two and five elements.

The four guys came to the "treasure house" of Ink Trace Xuan, and their hands were never idle again.

Even Ting Yuan, who had some slight friction with Ink Mark Xuan before, was holding a long knife with a cold light at this time, looking at Ink Mark Xuan for a while, and looking at Sui Zhong and the others for a while, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Looking at that look, most of them refused to let go.

Mo Jian Xuan smiled: "Everyone, since I brought you here, I didn't think about hiding my secrets, if you like anything, just take it." ”

When Ting Yuan heard this, his old face turned red, and he arched his hand towards Ink Trace Xuan and said thank you.

Mo Zhenxuan glared at him and said, "Why don't you have to talk more about the master!"

When Ting Yuan heard this, he laughed, and then said, "Thank you, Master." ”

Mo Zhenxuan walked over and said to Ting Yuan: "Ting Yuan, everything between you and me is in the past, you don't need to worry about it all day. ”

As he spoke, he cast his gaze on the crowd and said, "Remember, from this day onwards, we are one. ”

The four of them clasped their fists and said, "Follow the teachings of the master." ”

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Five days later, the five tribes gathered three hundred men.

In this era, this is already a considerable combat force.

Although the southern tribe was much outnumbered by them, the other party did not have a high-tech thug like Mojixuan.

At the swearing-in meeting, everyone in the field was full of blood.

Finally, under the shouts of Sui Zhong and others, the defense of the southern Lanzhou officially kicked off.

Youxiong Da and Youxiong Er took Erha as a scout to set out first.

Two days later, Erha returned with important information.

The position of the southern tribe was three hundred miles away, and the number of the opposing side was as high as two thousand.

After learning about the true situation of the southern tribe, Mo Jixuan and the others did not panic at all.

Touching the backpack on his back, the big guy was already ready inside.

The only worry is the opponent's high-end combat power.

Although there are many means at the moment in the Ink Mark Xuan of the ninth layer of Qi refining, and each of them can kill the mid-stage of returning to the void.

But the other party won't stand and let you go crazy out.

The last time I faced off against No, the victory was not easy to come by.

If the other party really has high-end combat power, then it can only rely on Erha.

Erha returned to the front line, and the whole army continued to move.

On the second day, the first battle took place between the scouts of both sides.

According to Mo Zhenxuan's previous instructions, all the battles were handed over to Youxiong Da and Youxiong Er, and Erha himself played a good dog.

Thirty-six strategies - hide from the sky and cross the sea!

I have to say that the atmosphere of this era is really good.

Before the war, the two sides did not talk to each other, and they did not stand in front of others and shout and scold their mothers.

On the third day, dawn had just dawned.

The horn of attack sounded in both camps at the same time.

This is the war atmosphere of ancient times, if you don't accept it, you will do it!

Ink Mark Xuan rode two ha and one dog to take the lead.

The four big disciples chased the dog behind him.

By the time the distance was close, and the opponent's primordial bow and arrow hadn't shot at him, Mo Zhenxuan had already burst towards them with a spirit shotgun.

Gunshots, explosions.

Human life is not as good as grass mustard at this time.

The four big disciples chased after them, and they rushed towards the opponent's camp as they could.

The bullet missed, and he didn't bother to stop and replace the bullet.

The longbow pulled away, and the explosive arrows flew out with fire.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Thunder exploded across the land, masking the monstrous shouts around it.

The tribal troops then charged, and the spears were directed at two thousand, with a number of three hundred.

The pace was unswerving, and the momentum of the 300-strong force had already surpassed the opponent's 2,000 men.

Erha had already penetrated deep into the enemy army with Ink Marks, and with its speed, Ink Marks Xuan was frantically harvesting.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the crowd in front of him.

The figures of several people rose two feet in the blink of an eye.

It turned out to be the same means as Nuo, and it should be a close relative of Nuo.

Mo Zhenxuan patted Erha's neck, and Erha instructed, and the speed under his feet sped up a lot.

Seeing that the distance between him and his unit was getting farther and farther away, Mo Jixuan took out five pieces of jade from his backpack.

Erha's hind feet were forced, and his body jumped upwards suddenly.

Five pieces of jade flew out of Ink Marks' hand, and then landed precisely in the five directions below.

The jade fell to the ground, and the aura between heaven and earth was instantly pulled over.

The aura gathers and operates.

Erha hurriedly left the area outlined by the jade with the ink traces.

"Five Elements Formation, Heart Fire. ”

A faint flame swayed in the wind, seemingly powerless.

In the middle of the formation, one person happened to touch this cluster of flames.

Rumble!

The fire of the five elements in the formation was instantly triggered, like a fire spirit beast that had been suppressed for a long time.

Tongues of fire ten feet high spat out.

When the wind rises, the fire of the five elements becomes more powerful.

In the formation, the screams had already been practiced, and countless people were lit up with flames.

They tried to roll on the spot to extinguish the fire, but in the end, they only lasted a few breaths before they were a crooked, charred corpse in the battlefield.

The giants who had attracted the power of the bloodline also looked vulnerable under the flames. Even because of their huge size, the flames caused them more damage.

I can't see it here.

Mo Jian Xuan patted Erha and rushed to the other side of the battlefield.

There are still too few people on their own side, and although the losses are not big at present, the number of opponents is too large.

If you can lose as little as you can, you should lose as little as possible.

The horn sounded, and Sui Zhong and the others retreated directly with their troops.

Mo Zhenxuan took Erha, a man and a dog stood in the middle of the two armies.

A pea-sized aura mass was thrown out by him.

"Psionic karmic fire!"

Rumble!

The scorching flames once again enveloped the entire battlefield.