Chapter 110: An imitation of a jasper gourd

In the early morning, the Shenglong Martial Arts Hall was still open to welcome guests, but all the people in the Martial Arts Hall were either killed, or their martial arts were abolished and put into prison, and more than ten monks from the Qi Refining Family and a large number of people from the Xuanhu Sect were ambushed in the Martial Arts Hall, opening their fangs and waiting for the prey to take the initiative to jump in. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a short time, it was only a night and a half day's work, and the martial arts sect masters of all parties led thousands of elite gangs, broke into pieces, and quietly infiltrated Pingzhou City. All this was seen by the pastoral language, and those eyes were as cold as frost.

For these people in the rivers and lakes, the practice of begging to surrender to Wu Zhaoguo, Mu Yu didn't want to care, anyway, the destruction of Dong'an Kingdom is imminent, and even he himself is thinking about the way out in the future, but they shouldn't have broken ground on their own heads!

According to the sect master of the Xuanhu Sect, the Pingzhou Jiedu envoy of the Shenglong Martial Arts Hall planned to integrate the Pingzhou martial arts forces, and under the guise of forming a righteous army and assisting the imperial court to resist the enemy army, he would take advantage of the chaos to open the city gate and welcome the army of Wu Zhaoguo into the city.

The people in the rivers and lakes have always violated the law with martial arts, and they come by their own temperament, as if they are a world of their own, living their life in the martial arts world, abiding by the rules of the martial arts world, and what laws in the secular world are, in their eyes, just bullshit.

Lawlessness has been around for a long time!

What if they betray Pingzhou for their own interests and to survive? Anyway, Pingzhou is your imperial court, your royal family's country, and not the territory of our gangs!

Listening to the sound of fighting in the Shenglong Martial Arts Hall, Mu Yu was silent.

Quietly, tens of thousands of officers and soldiers surrounded the Shenglong Martial Arts Hall, rows of heavy crossbows aimed at the front and rear gates, shield hands pressed the formation, archers raised their arms, and sharp arrows flashed faintly cold.

Bang!

An old man covered in blood smashed a white wall and flew out of the main entrance. This old man is the suzerain of a gang in Pingzhou, a first-class peak realm, and his martial arts are very good, but he was seriously injured in just a few breaths.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a heavy crossbow shot out a crossbow bolt half a wall thick, the old man scolded, his rough palm slapped suddenly, and there was a buzz in the air, and he took a few steps back, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth.

Poof!

Two more heavy crossbows shot out, directly slashing through the old man's chest and nailing him to the ground.

Under the heavy weapons of the official army, not to mention ordinary martial artists, even Qi refining cultivators have the possibility of death!

On the same day, Pingzhou City was turned upside down, about 30,000 officers and soldiers rushed into the foothold of the Jianghu Gang, and with the assistance of the three major Qi refining families of Tang, Li, and Liu, about 20,000 Jianghu Gangs were either killed or captured alive.

In just one day, the forces in Pingzhou were almost swept away.

5,000 officers and soldiers, also in an artillery battalion, with the assistance of 20 qi refining cultivators, destroyed more than 70 old nests of large and small gangs in three days, and the hundred-year-old sect was burned by fire.

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"The captured people in the rivers and lakes are scattered among the officers and soldiers as slaves, and their slaves are removed from slavery with military merits, and their families are put in prisons, if they dare to escape, or if they have cowardice, they will be killed together, regardless of the old, weak, women and children!" Mu Yu looked at the sect master of the Xuanhu Sect, and said in an indifferent voice: "Write a notice and post it, and you have full authority to handle this matter." ”

"Yes. The Xuanhu Sect Sect Master promised, his expression was melancholy, and his eyes showed a trace of unbearability, after all, many of the many sect masters who were killed were known to him, including their families, and they had also met several times.

Whining~~

Suddenly, a desolate drum and trumpet sounded, Mu Yu's eyes lit up, looked in the direction of the outside of the city, and sighed softly: "It's time to come, it's finally coming." ”

Outside the city, there was a lot of smoke.

The dense black cavalry turned into a torrent and rushed towards Pingzhou City with a roar.

Sincere!

A sharpshooter drew his bow and fired, and the battle-free card hanging from the city wall was shot down, and with a bang, it fell apart in the void.

The enemy army is attacking the city!

Boom! boom~~

The muzzles of dozens of Shenwei General Cannons spewed out a ball of fire, and the iron balls that burned the flames exploded in the cavalry phalanx, and the fine pieces of iron flew in all directions, and a wail resounded.

The surging iron horsemen rolled up with yellow smoke, fearless of death, and ladders were set up on the city wall, arrows, rolling stones, wood, hot oil, etc. poured down, and every minute and every second, countless people were killed and wounded.

Hundreds of monks arrived at the gates of the city, and the shepherds listened to the terrible howls, and when they looked back, many of the young monks turned pale. A year ago, they were just ordinary secular people, and a year later, they were called into the Immortal Sect, changing their fate, but they also became a cannon fodder and a rookie monk.

Looking at most of these young men who only had the first or second level of Qi refining cultivation, Mu Yu shook his head secretly, what is the poor skill of the donkey? What is the poor soldier?

In them, it can be well explained.

"Open the gates. The shepherd whispered to the city gate officer.

The city gate official hesitated for a moment, and clenched his fists in agreement.

Squeak~~

A sour voice sounded, the city gate slowly opened, and thousands of officers and soldiers waited solemnly, their expressions full of nervousness and apprehension.

Outside the city, the enemy troops who were still attacking the fortifications looked at the slowly opening city gate in amazement, they glanced at each other, and suddenly their faces were covered with hideous colors, and the iron knife slapped the horse's buttocks, and with a long neigh, the iron cavalry rushed over.

"Close the gates. The shepherd led the team out of the city, and the voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the city gate officials.

Rumble!

The eight-clawed fire mantis array was formed, and a circle of fire waves surrounded the outside of the array, in a spiral shape, and when it was scraped, whether it was iron armor or human bones, they were all turned into ashes.

"It's the Immortal Law!" The enemy was shocked, nodded hurriedly, and fled backwards, and even the attackers who climbed the ladder were too frightened, and fell down, becoming a puddle of flesh.

"The immortal master is mighty!" the officers and soldiers raised their arms and shouted.

A huge demon beast conjured out, this is an eight-clawed fire mantis, with a swing of its tail, dozens of horses were swept into the air, burning into a ball of fire, turning into ashes in the void, until when it fell to the ground, only a piece of charred bone powder remained.

"Hmph, dignified immortal cultivators, are you shameless enough to attack a group of mortals?" A disdainful voice came out, this was an old man with a pale face and fluffy hair, a peak cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period!

When Mu Yu saw him, his eyes suddenly froze, and he didn't say a word, and the mighty eight-clawed fire cockroach suddenly stood upright, opened its mouth, and a fire spell was struck, plowing a long and black fire pit on the ground.

"Look at Lingbao!" The old man snorted, pinched the trick with one hand, patted the storage bag, and a yellow gourd suddenly flipped out, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at the fire technique that flew over, and a piece of yellow mangs spat out, and actually rolled the fire technique into the gourd!

"What?" Mu Yu was startled, his pupils shrunk as he looked at the yellow-skinned gourd. And beside him, Senior Brother Li's voice shouted hurriedly: "It's an imitation of the jasper gourd!"

Jasper gourd, the legendary ancient magic weapon, is the natal weapon of jasper real people, in ancient times, it can be said to be quite famous, many powerful ancestors, have died on this jasper gourd.

And one of the wonderful uses of the jasper gourd is that it can suck all magic powers, or magic weapons and spirit beasts into the gourd!

"Hmph, you have a good vision. The old man snorted softly, with a hint of pride in his tone. Obviously, with his cultivation, he was able to obtain such a powerful spiritual treasure, and there were no twists and turns.

"Joke, think that with a broken gourd, you can compete with the power of the eight-clawed fire mantis array?" Mu Yu sneered and shouted: "Rush over and crush him!"

The eight-clawed fire mantis roared, and its upright body, like an ancient fierce beast, frightened hundreds of thousands of enemy troops into fleeing in all directions, and countless people died in the trampling.

The old man's expression became solemn, and as soon as the treasure gourd flipped over, a yellow mang rolled out, like a sharp sword, and actually cut off one of the claws of the eight-clawed fire mantle.

Boom!

The claws were pressed down, and a deep pit of Zhang Xu wide was directly smashed on the ground, and the frightened old man shouted while retreating: "Don't help yet!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of monks with heavy swords on their backs stepped on, their clothes were the same as those of the Giant Sword Sect, but their cultivation was obviously much stronger, and there was no cultivation lower than the fifth level of the Qi Refining Period.

Burst!

A man slashed with a heavy sword, cutting several monks in the corner of the eight-clawed fire mantis array in half, and a terrible howl came out, accompanied by a rain of blood, and was evaporated by the flames.

Mu Yu's heart sank, the other party did not form a formation and confronted the eight-clawed fire mantis formation, but wandered around the formation and killed his own monks.

You must know that the other party's cultivation is not lower than the fifth layer of the Qi refining period, and the shield provided by the eight-clawed fire mantis array alone can only withstand it for a while.

Most of the monks on their side are a group of young people with little combat experience, and their cultivation is even weaker and pitiful, like a young wolf facing a fierce tiger.

Mu Yu gritted his teeth and shouted at the people next to him: "Pick one person to kill first, and the rest don't have to care!"

Immediately, the voice was conveyed, and the illusory eight-clawed fire mantis turned around and stared at a short and fat monk, and the two sharp claws stabbed like lightning, and the short and fat monk turned pale with fright, and with a dexterous step, he swam on the ground, but the eight-clawed fire marrow seemed to be staring at himself, and chased after him!

"Save me!" Humpty Dumpty let out a frightened shout, and his heavy sword slashed through the air, slashing out thirteen sword shadows and slashing at the eight-clawed fire mantle.

Snort!snort~~

As soon as the thirteen inch sword shadows began to slash into the eight-clawed fire mantle, they were incinerated by the boundless flames, rippling with a trace of waves.

Humpty Dumpty let out a short scream when the massive claw pressed, and then came to an abrupt end.

"The first one!" Mu Yu licked his dry lips, and the crimson token at the slap flipped over, and the eight-clawed fire cockroach turned its body, and with a tail swing movement, it flew the second monk, and on the way to be shaken away, it was blown to pieces by the flames in the void, turning into a rain of blood wrapped in fire.

The old man frowned, opened his mouth, and recited a spell, the yellow gourd aimed at a corner of the array, and a yellow light flew out, like a sharp sword, splitting the corner shield of the array, exposing the seven qi refining cultivators to the air.

"Disease!" a monk shouted, and the small sword wrapped in silver mangs flew out with a "whoosh", and with a whirlwind, he cut off the heads of five qi refining monks.

Mu Yu hurriedly urged the token, so that the eight-clawed fire mantis quickly turned its body, and one lay cross-legged, and squatted on the ground.