In Fancheng, mist grows by the river, Zhao Rui is sitting on the bank in a large-sleeved green coat, his sword eyebrows are reflected on the water surface with clear eyes, the autumn wind blows the leaves, his fine hair flutters in the wind, and there is a sneer on his thin lips. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Hehe, Mongolia will unify the world sooner or later, with the help of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, the Bliss Palace will be wiped out in an instant." The river rolled up, and an old man holding a mirror came out of the water and stood on the river, looking at Zhao Rui with an evil spirit.

"Wei Wuya?" Zhao Rui looked at the old man with glasses, his face gloomy. "Hehe, the Demon Lord sent me to help the general. Wei Wuya smiled strangely. "The art of mind-reading killing, according to legend, as long as that person's mind is not strong enough, he will be lost in the illusion created by Mr. Wei Wuya, Mr. Water Mirror. Hengling looked at Wei Wuyadao a little strangely.

Zhao Rui then said: "If this kind of evil art is stronger than him in the spiritual world, I'm afraid that the caster will be insane! ”

"Hehe, there are very few people in the world who can witness the beauty of the goddess, even if it is an old man, he has never seen it, I am afraid that this offensive words will be heard by Elder Shui, which is enough to make the general take off a layer of skin. The mirror in Mr. Shuijing's arms flashed a clear light, and it shrouded Zhao Rui coldly.

"I will teach you a good lesson for the elders. Wei Wuya sat expressionlessly on the ground, his glasses suspended in the air, and he kept humming. "Extermination. Zhao Rui in the clear light shouted, and the clear light around him suddenly shattered and dissipated in the wind. Wei Wuya took a few steps back and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, little doll, you are getting more and more powerful, I will forgive you for your words this time, if you do it again, hehe......."

"How are you going to help me capture the city of Fan, with the strength of Yangzi'e and the guards around him, I'm afraid Mr. Wei won't be able to kill him. Zhao Rui snorted coldly. "Tomorrow, the old man will lead his children to sneak into the city of Fan and destroy the spiritual world of the soldiers in the city, presumably the enemy army is tired and demoralized, and the general has a greater chance of victory. After Wei Wuya finished speaking, he dived under the water and disappeared without a trace.

"The witch's martial arts are so strange that she can pass through the river and pass through the inner city. Hengling said thoughtfully.

"Since she is deeply valued by the Demon Lord, she naturally has her own advantages, but I didn't expect their strength to be so strong, if I don't kill them, I must really suffer. Zhao Rui said with palpitations.

"I think of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away, killing people invisibly. Hengling sighed softly.

"There are many kinds of martial arts in the world, who really knows the martial arts in the world. Zhao Rui said with some feelings.

Although Fancheng is the state city of Jazhou, it has long lost its former prosperity, and the city gate is tightly guarded and heavily guarded.

"General, for some reason in recent days, the officers and men of the army have always been mentally exhausted and in a trance, which is really not a good sign. A general in armor said with a melancholy face.

"Elaborate on the symptoms. The old general stroked his white beard and looked like a falcon.

"Yes, General, according to the reaction of the soldiers in the army, it is as if they have been mentally struck after each sleep, and the strange thing is that the soldiers do not remember the contents of the dream at all. The armored general bowed his head and said.

"Oh, there is this miracle that crushes the adversary mentally. The yellow-clothed monk beside the old general asked.

"Yes, Master. The armored general replied respectfully. He knew that this person was a high-ranking monk who was invited by General Yang to realize the truth and realize the truth. "General Yang, gather the soldiers today, let me see what kind of demon is doing it?" The old monk in yellow clasped his hands together and said a word of Amitabha Buddha. At night, the school field in Fancheng was full of tired soldiers, and the consciousness sat on the school platform, knocking on the wooden fish with words and entering into contemplation. A vague Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth, and the big tripod on the school field was entwined with cigarette smoke, and the soldiers fell asleep one after another.

The Sanskrit sound of enlightenment became faster and faster, and cold sweat continued to pour out from the door of the brain.

"Hmph, little one. ”

Yang Zi'e snorted coldly in front of Enlightenment, sat down cross-legged, and the internal force was continuously transmitted to Enlightenment's body. Enlightenment stopped the trembling body, and the rosary in his hand kept fiddling. "Hmph, it's the Sanskrit sound wave of Buddhism. Wei Wuya's face turned pale and snorted coldly, a little bit of the flower glasses hanging in front of him, the flower glasses groaned softly, and they couldn't stop shaking.

"Poof!" Enlightenment was in a hurry but spit out a mouthful of blood, Yang Zi hurriedly helped Enlightenment up and said: "Master Enlightenment, who is to blame?" "The old man doesn't know, it's just that this person's exercises are peculiar and unheard of, if it weren't for the old man's strong heart, I'm afraid that he would have already seen the Buddha" Enlightenment breathed a sigh of relief, and then said.

"Strange, who did it?" Yang Zier said suspiciously.

"General Yang, this matter is quite strange, it is definitely the prince of the Southern Song Dynasty, today, I have interrupted his actions, but this person is unfathomable, but the old man is powerless to fight again!" Yuan Xiu said with some regret. "I'm tired, and I ask the master to rest early. Yang Zier said. "Hey!" Consciousness looked depressed, and with the support of everyone, he left the school grounds.

"Tomorrow we will beat the drum and fight, if it drags on any longer, I am afraid it will be even more disadvantageous to our army. Yang Zi'er swept his gaze across the school yard and whispered to himself. Zhao Rui played with the battle card of Yangzi's ere, and a weird smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Yangzi'e and we have an appointment to fight in Beishigu and Hengling, what do you think? Zhao Rui looked at the man beside him with a frosty face. "The appearance of Wei Wuya made Yangzi'e no longer passively defensive, but took the initiative to attack, presumably to give us some hardship in the battle of Beishipo Valley. ”

"Presumably Yang Zi'e must want me to go, in that case, why not fulfill his wish. Zhao Rui stood up from the jade seat carved from ivory, showing his white teeth and smiling.

"You, what's the best plan?" Hengling frowned.

"There is no good strategy, I just want Wei Wuya to know that he can run rampant like this if he doesn't know some side ways. Zhao Rui said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, Wei Wuya has such a great ability, I don't know if he can be sure of his enlightenment. Zhao Rui's eyes were clear, but it made people shudder, he continued: "After awakening yesterday was injured, I went to repair the book to ask for help, and Jue Di is strong in martial arts, hehe."

Yang Zi'e rode quietly on his horse, carrying ten silver glittering arrows behind his back, holding a bow and arrow carved from mahogany in his hand, and ten meters away were five thousand horsemen, holding a saber, waiting for the enemy. It is rumored that this bow is made of mahogany on the bottom of the sea, with extremely strong toughness, not a hundred catties of strength, and cannot be pulled, and it is also a famous thing in the weapon spectrum.

The sound of horses' hooves in the distance was getting closer, and all the animals in the valley hid in the mountains, shivering. A silver arrow was placed on the red bow, and with a pull of Yangzi'er's big arm, the red bow had become in the shape of a full moon, breaking through the mountain wind and heading towards Wei Wuya. "Mirror" Wei Wuya sneered, and the flower mirror in his hand emitted a large piece of clear light, gradually forming an invisible arrow, heading towards the wind-breaking silver arrow. "Hum!" Yang Zi'er felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer in his mind, and he almost fell off his horse, but Wei Wuya just shook his body, and then sat down again, looking at the front playfully.

"It turned out to be an evil magic technique, see if Your Excellency can catch the next arrow and pierce Yang in a hundred steps. Yangzier shouted, standing on the horse, the horse galloped up at great speed, Yangzi'er took a step away on his hind legs, the muscles on his arms, as if about to burst, pulled out the bow and arrow, faintly, on the silver arrow, there was an invisible internal force, and a depressing breath permeated. The silver arrows flew next to the trees, and the hundred-year-old pine trees were scraped beyond recognition.

"Glasses. Wei Wuya gradually put away his smile, and the clear light in front of him gradually thickened, transforming into countless mirrors. "Meteors catch the moon, and three beads are played. Yang Zi'e saw that the silver arrow could not make a contribution, and shouted, and three arrows were placed on the bow and shot out very quickly, followed by three arrows, faster and flying behind the first three arrows, to his consternation, Yang Zi'e shot three more arrows, followed by the second shot of three arrows. Zhao Rui and Hengling, who were watching in the dark, couldn't help but be surprised.

"Mirror Secret Technique, Blood Flow. "Wei Wuya was injured by the 'Hundred Steps Flying Arrow' that rushed out, his face showed a fierce light, and he laughed madly. Countless mirror shadows flew out of the flower mirrors, harvesting the lives of soldiers on the battlefield, and the blood was sucked dry by the mirror shadows. Countless mirrors turned blood-red and slowly materialized.

"Stack. Wei Wuya gently spat out a word in his mouth, and those blood-red mirror shadows slowly flew out towards Yangzie. After Yang Zi'e shot three arrows, he just looked at the strange blood mirror with a strange face and flew towards him. "The power of those nine arrows is still insufficient, and I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand the destruction of the blood mirror. Hengling frowned slightly.

"Look, I didn't think it could be like this. Zhao Rui saw the first two waves of the nine arrows in the distance, and the third wave became faster and faster, until the third wave of arrows shot on the second wave of arrows, and the momentum of the second wave of arrows increased greatly, shooting on the first wave of arrows, and finally, only three silver white lights flew towards the blood mirror. The wind blade of silver arrows on the ground cut through the cracks, which was enough to see how terrifying those three arrows were.

"It seems that Wei Wuya is about to shed his skin if he doesn't die," Hengling sneered. The blood mirror, buzzing and trembling, emitted three blood lights, the three blood lights slowly pulled out of the blood mirror, when completely detached, the blood mirror seemed to be drained of essence and blood, and cracked.

What is surprising is that the three blood rays, as if they have autonomous life, kept colliding with the three arrows, and soon the three arrows rang out and fell, and the three blood lights seemed to have exhausted their vitality and dissipated.

"Nan no Amitabha... Nan Wu Amitabha!" The surroundings remembered the Sanskrit sound at some point, and one after another swastikas, invisibly gathered in the sky, and pressed towards Wei Wuya on the battlefield, Wei Wuya felt panicked. (To be continued.) )