457.Chapter 457
The temporary combat meeting of the three alternate Sanyuan Taiyijun continued.
The immortal warlock is now facing a situation where he is in a stalemate between himself and the enemy, and at this time, whether it is for Zuo Ci, Zhang Jiao or Wei Ye, the biggest enemy is time itself.
Even for Helan Gong, it's the same.
Whether it is the Demon Dyeing Sanyuan Palace, or the protection of the Sanyuan Palace, it takes time, and as time goes by, there are many variables, and being peeped into by the opponent is a great strategic loss. If the fighting method is to use soldiers, the strong force will crush it, and the weak force will be deceitful, since it can not be crushed head-on now, then it is no wonder that everyone wants to take the tricky way.
It's just a tricky way, but you also have enough weight for yourself. After a few battles with Helan Gong, Wei Ye knew that there were still some problems with his small body as a scale, and without Zuo Ci and Zhang Jiao to help him, even if he wanted to act treacherously, he was not qualified.
Although he explained the essence of Taiyuan Palace and Helan Gong's actions at length, there was still one biggest problem to overcome in order for Zhang Jiao and Zuo Ci to truly agree with their plan.
Holding the ink jade bamboo slip representing the inheritance of Xia Yuan Taiyijun, Wei Ye walked around Zuo Ci and Zhang Jiao with blazing eyes: "Since Helan Gong is three corpses, five plagues and the like, then Wei, Senior Brother Zuo and Daxian Liangshi are the healers who cure diseases-Wei Ye dares to ask the two, if you want to destroy the plague ghosts, do you dare to do it?"
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The wind knocks on the stones, and the frost withers the grass.
Regardless of the treacherous clouds in the sky, the turtle in the sea appeared, and on the tortoise shell carrying heavy earth and stones, it was a cold scene covered with frost and ice.
But no matter how cold it is, it is not as cold as the cold in the heart of Ma Teng, who is holding a spear at this moment.
In front of him, the young man with eyebrows and eyes that were eight points similar to himself had slowly put on the dragon head hood sprinkled with wolf blood, and the slender white mane on the back of the hood fluttered behind his head with the cold wind and cold rain, and on that handsome but lifeless face, looking at Ma Teng's gaze, there was only an uncontrollable killing intent!
However, Ma Teng looked at the gaze of the young man in front of him, perhaps the meaning was more complicated, but that murderous aura was not even inferior to the other party.
The bloodline of father and son, this is the continuous karmic connection, but the connection between the bloodlines has also become the deepest hatred under the constraints and distortion of the unknown number of foreign divine powers.
Ma Teng looked at Ma Chao, but the tip of the gun in his hand was pointed directly at the young face who was mostly inherited from his family: "I don't know, whether the son of a scumbag can still understand the words of so-and-so." But here and now, a certain one will be regarded as never leaving you as a son! Fufeng Ma's clan will not allow a single descendant who has defected to the Qiang and rebelled against the Han Dynasty! Such a great shame, whether with your blood or with my blood, must be washed away today——"
As he spoke, Ma Teng flattened his spear, and his body suddenly rushed forward!
"Just because so-and-so is your father!"
The spear tip of the demon breaking rune suddenly bloomed, and Ma Teng shot like a snake, stabbing straight in the chest. However, at the moment when the spear stabbed forward, the left hand holding the tail of the gun was twisted fiercely!
Only this twist, the body of the gun is like a loach writhing, with the head of the gun cold and spitting, the edge is uncertain, but at a glance, it seems that there are five or six more gun heads coming out!
This split plum blossom marksmanship alone, if it weren't for Ma Teng's family from the Fufeng Ma branch, the ancestral spear skills have never been put down, and they have been passed down from generation to generation, even if they are defeated by Ma Teng's generation, they still haven't let go of the slightest bit. With his current Han Su family background, Ma Teng can't practice such old and spicy marksmanship.
This way of spearmanship is so fierce, but Ma Chao has no intention of stopping it with a horizontal gun, but he raises the iron gun in his hand and sweeps it over without any fancy!
The iron spear smashed the shaft of the spirit rune gun, and it didn't take any afterforce to change, it smashed it so violently, but it was the follow-up changes of the plum blossom spear technique, all of which were smashed into a lie!
This iron spear smashed hard enough, and Ma Teng raised his arms to cover it, but the force shook his arms numb, and the tiger's mouth cracked slightly.
Just when he wanted to stabilize the lower plate and exert his strength on his waist, on the ground, there were suddenly dozens of strange knives from the ground!
It is also thanks to Ma Teng that he is a character who has been in the field for a long time, and he can hear the noise of the blade rubbing against the earth and stones, but he jumped up in an instant, and the spirit rune spear took advantage of the momentum of the rise, and slammed the iron spear upward, but his feet gave Ma Chao a fierce kick in the chest!
With the power of this kick, Ma Teng's body soared backwards, but he barely avoided the danger of stabbing his feet with a knife.
However, under this retreat, between the frost all over the ground, there was a straight blade Mo knife surging up with a thick black qi.
The smoky black gas, as soon as it surfaced to the surface, with the cold air blowing around, it was like splashing water into ice in the wax moon, and it suddenly condensed and fixed, but it turned into a Mo sword warrior wearing dark armor, forming a knife formation, protecting Ma Chao back in the center of the formation.
The black air was rising, and the soldiers came out, but Ma Teng was not afraid at all, but he suddenly shouted, and then swiped his back hand, and the gun was round, sweeping towards the Mo Dao warrior who was blocking the way.
The barrel of the gun reached the body, but on the ash pole soaked in tung oil, red runes flashed one after another. The talisman came out with the fire, and suddenly penetrated the heavy armor on the body of the Mo sword warrior who was the first to block Ma Teng, and it was like a sword talisman that made the fire burn on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked the other party back to its original form, and the black gas was rolling all over the ground, but it was difficult to form.
If the Dao soldiers under Wei Ye's command hastily lit up the attached weapons according to the kind of "assembly line sacrifice refining method" created by the immortal warlock, they would definitely not have such a good and powerful evil destroying effect. However, when Ma Teng and Li Daxiong were dispatched into the Taiyi Purple Room, how could Sima Ling deal with those inferior goods?
Ma Teng's armor and spear were not from the hands of the Taoist soldiers who served in the Dan Altar, but from the high-end goods that Wei Ye personally tried to make. The spirit rune spear has a Dongyang sword blessing talisman specially sealed by Wei Ye, and Zuo Ci also has a few spirit talismans on it to ward off evil spirits and dispel evil spirits. In terms of the level of attachment alone, this set of equipment is only a step worse than the Dongyang Liujia arrow that Wei Ye used with him.
But no matter how magical this spirit rune armor and spirit rune spear were, they were still only attached to the law level equipment, but in front of Ma Teng, more black qi gushed out from the ground. As the black qi spread, one by one, the heavily armored Mo Dao warriors were guarding Ma Chao's side, and it didn't take long for them to become a real army, enough to crush Ma Teng with their numbers!
Faced with such a dangerous situation, Ma Teng just spat at the ground, and then glanced at Ma Chao, who was standing in the military formation of the Mo Sword Warrior.
The moment the eyes of the two sides met, Ma Teng did not hesitate to launch a decisive single charge towards the place where his eldest son was standing!