Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 1080

Chapter 1080 Chapter 1080: Confusion between civil and military affairs (9) [Asking for monthly votes]

Compared with the explosive momentum in Weicheng, Jimo Qiu, who was alone, was like an ant about to be swallowed by waves hundreds of feet high.

 Smash him to pieces and hang him, it's just easy.

 Before the killing move arrives, the air wave moves ahead.

This strong wind can make rocks fly upside down. Even the elite vanguard battalions of the two countries can only use the method of falling thousands of pounds to stabilize the formation at this moment. The battle flags in the camp were also greatly affected. Except for the big banner which was still standing, the others began to sway more or less, and the flagpoles of several flags were even broken at the waist. This situation should not have happened, but after the civil and military reversal, the flag-protecting soldiers in each battalion became scribes, and the number of scribes itself was much smaller than the military soldiers. We can only prioritize protecting the safety of Dahu and stabilizing the morale of the military.

 When the great banner is established, the military will be united and as stable as Mount Tai!

 If the big banner falls, the army's morale will be weakened and it will be vulnerable to a single blow!

"Don't worry about this!" Lin Feng saw that the banner was swaying, so he immediately rushed to carry the flag to protect him. He rushed to the camp of the banner and stabilized the flagpole with only one hand. Not to mention the original guard of the banner. Tu Rong, even Lin Feng himself looked surprised.

 She couldn't believe it was her own strength!

Lin Feng's swordsmanship was taught step by step by Chu Yao. In private, Chu Jie was also used to teach her small tricks and tricks. As she grew older, she gradually matured. In order to carry forward her strengths, she adopts a clever approach. She can kill the enemy with one sword without using a second sword!

 Naturally, strength cannot be taken into consideration.

In this world of Yanling where weapons are exploding, large banners made of ordinary materials are very easy to be captured by the enemy. Both sides of the war have no choice but to work **** the materials. If you want to be both strong and durable, the materials used for Dahan must be solid, and the overall weight can be imagined.

Ordinary brave warriors can barely carry the banner, but if you want to carry the banner and charge with the vanguard battalion, protecting the safety of the banner while fighting the entire war, the physical strength required is beyond imagination. You must be a brave warrior. The innate divine power in!

 Tu Rong swallowed nervously.

　　murmured: "Lingde, are you sure you can do it?"

Lin Feng tried it, but the seemingly heavy scroll was too light in her hand. She once suspected that the scroll was fake, but looking at Tu Rong's expression, she knew it couldn't be fake. The only explanation is that my strength may be...too big!

 She said decisively: "I will do my duty!"

 The Great Encyclopedia is with her and there is no room for loss!

Tu Rong thought about his situation at the moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother and the soldiers in the camp will protect you and the big banner together!"

 Under the strong wind, Jimo Qiu remained as motionless as a mountain.

He was seen gesturing in the void with his blood-stained fingers, and said sonorously and forcefully: "Believer Jimo Shaobai, please help me God!"

The majestic pressure failed to show any fear on his face. On the contrary, his clear left eye was rarely filled with unfathomable darkness. The fighting spirit in his eyes went from calm to surging, completely out of control, just like a boat on a leaf pond flowing into the river and sea with the wind and waves.

 Weicheng's killing move is coming in the blink of an eye.

The breath distorted the air into a transparent giant beast, and it opened its **** mouth toward Jimo Qiu, with countless fangs that were ferocious and sharp. Faced with the huge size difference, no one doubted that this giant beast could not put food into its mouth. But at this moment, a figure quietly appeared.

That is a woman wearing a green gauze dress and holding a sharp sword.

  To be precise, it is the shadow of a woman.

 A point of sword pointed directly at the giant beast.

The woman flipped her wrist and quietly swung out a sword energy.

The beast's greedy eyes flashed with disdain. The sword energy was very weak, at least half a foot long. It would be difficult to chop a bamboo, and the aftermath of one's own collision with it would crush it to pieces.

 The next breath, the disdain in its pupils completely solidified, and before it even had time to change its mood, its body was broken into one hundred and eighty pieces. While still in mid-air, he was strangled to pieces and turned into a ball of primitive air.

The strong wind instantly turned into a clear scenery.

 The shadow also disappeared.

 As quickly as it appears, it disappears quickly.

Most people didn't have time to see clearly what happened, but Gong Xiqiu noticed that the shadow's dress was exactly the same as the stone statue of the **** enshrined by the clan. This discovery made my hanging heart finally fall to the ground, and the breath I was holding was completely released. He was originally worried that his eldest brother would suffer a big loss at the hands of Wei Cheng, but he never thought that his eldest brother could summon gods even though his divine power was blocked. According to what Alai said in his letter at home, the situation in front of him is really like kissing the First Emperor -

 A sure win!

The flames in Wei Cheng's eyes danced uneasily.

As a white bone, he will not feel tired, let alone panting from exhaustion. Only the two clusters of slightly lighter life fire in his eyes can reflect his current state. Looking at Jimo Qiu surrounded by smoke and dust, and thinking about the scene where his shot was broken by a strange shadow's sword just now, Wei Cheng's murderous intention became even stronger, and the evil and turbid black mist was continuously pouring out of his body and turning into substance. !

At first glance, it looks like lumps of black juice of different sizes floating in the air without gravity. When the wind blows, it not only disperses them a little, but also carries their scent.

 It was an indescribable fishy smell.

While making people feel sick to their stomachs, countless evil thoughts float through their minds. Those pictures will make people have inexplicable murderous intentions. They are displeased with everything they see and want to destroy everything they see. They want to kill all the living things they see and swallow them greedily. Their blood.

 Only in this way can this terrible restlessness be relieved.

Jimo Qiu was affected, not to mention others?

 Shen Tang was the first to react.

There were only low-ranking sergeants and second-class soldiers in the army. At this moment, they had turned into literate scholars with a little bit of culture. The scribe's words and spirit had to be used seven or eight times before he managed to succeed once. However, the effect was not good, so he could only take care of it. itself. A group of high-level generals turned into half-baked scribes did not fare much better, each one hurriedly recalling the words they had memorized not long ago.

Those who meditate and purify the air, and some even attract strong winds in the opposite direction to blow the polluted air to the Gaoguo camp.

The chaos of the war is worse than the big banner being chopped down.

Wei Shou barely managed to build a wall of culture and spirit.

 Looking at the pitiful height of the city wall, he blushed.

"Ha, hahaha, I really didn't expect it... I usually see you using this thing easily, but once you use it with your own hands, you realize how difficult it is, how difficult it is..." Wei Shou laughed at Chu Yao all the time. A wall of civility has been raised with great strength, and the defensive ability is not enough to punch a slightly stronger military commander. What is the need for this thing to exist?

  What a waste!

You can destroy it with just a little action!

 You will know how difficult it is only after you try it yourself.

Looking at the shoddy project of Wenqi City Wall, he begged his grandfather and grandma in his heart, not asking for anyone to stop it, nor asking how useful it was, but just asking for it to block the smell outside the city wall. Fortunately, God still gives me face, and the wall of culture and energy is strong.

 Wei Shou stroked his beard and said, "I have the talent for literary music."

 You can succeed the first time!

 Chu Yao: “…”

 At this moment, I am too lazy to pay attention to Wei Shou.

 His attention was focused on Wei Cheng.

The meaning of a warrior is [Dark Willows and Bright Flowers], which can predict the future on a small scale. To be precise, you can see what the target will experience in the future. Chu Yao just used it as a reference—could it be the future that could be seen and changed?

 This is at best a possibility in the future.

 Hence, Chu Yao pays more attention to the invariants in the “future”.

 Wei Shou glared when he saw Chu Yao ignoring him and blowing his beard, but he did not mess around. Anyone could see that Chu Yao's face was a little pale, and the originally surging martial energy was being depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chu Yao suddenly stopped his strength and took two steps back.

 Wei Shou still had quick eyes and quick hands, so he used his palms to steady his vest.

Chu Yao said: "I have nothing to do."

 She said she was fine, but in fact she was sweating profusely and her face was pale.

Gu Chi is also waiting for the result: "What can Wuhui see?"

Chu Yao glanced at the direction in front of the formation, then looked back and met the concerned and anxious eyes of the Lord. He said: "I just went to see the future of the Jimo High Priest, and it was in chaos. Now I went to see Wei Yucheng's, and I got some unexpected gains. He is There are hundreds of people inside the auxiliary bones, or 'ghosts'! One of them is dressed in a style similar to that of the Jimo High Priest, and the two sides are still confronting each other."

 It's not quite accurate to say it's a confrontation.

 The female high priest suppressed a group of people alone.

 And the identity of that group of people—

 Chhu Yao expressed regret in a subtle tone. “It's a pity that Yuanliang is not here to take charge of this battle.”

Shen Tang was confused when he heard this: "Are you related to Yuan Liang?"

 Is he really hungry? He is not satisfied with the enemies of the same era, but also has friends with those old people who should have died long ago?

Chu Yao lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "Didn't Yuan Liang say before that members of the inner society of the Gods Society have been unable to be contacted?"

 Shen Tang suddenly opened his apricot eyes.

Taken a breath of cold air: "You mean..."

Those hundreds of "ghosts" who were cooked and eaten by Weicheng and trapped in the stomach, are they suspected to be members of the inner society of the Gods Society?

 Chhu Yao affirmed: "It should be."

  There are also changes in members within the Society of Gods.

  I just don't know if those who were swallowed were members of the contemporary inner society.

  But their identity can be determined and there will be no mistake.

Shen Tang thought it was absurd at first, but after thinking about it, he realized it was logical. Back then, the Wu Kingdom was only one step away from reunification. Who would have expected that the gods would secretly plot and intervene, causing the hidden dangers of the Wu Kingdom to break out in advance, and the huge power would collapse overnight. . Wei Cheng seems to still be thinking about Wu Guo and his old master. It is not impossible for him to devour his enemies to avenge his former master. The two positions are inherently opposed.

 What she didn't understand was why there was a high priest.

It is impossible for hundreds of "ghosts" not to hate Wei Cheng, and it is inevitable to cause trouble and seize control of Weicheng's bones. Why do people who look like high priests help Wei Cheng suppress these "ghosts"? Speaking of hatred, the Gongxi clan also has a life-and-death feud with Weicheng.

 “They all have their own consciousness?”

Chu Yao nodded to confirm Shen Tang's guess.

 On the battlefield, the atmosphere of killing was so strong that it was frightening.

 Clumps of black juice condensed into hundreds of blurry human faces in mid-air, and then the human faces turned into human heads. The appearance of these heads is exactly the same as the faces on Wei Cheng's body. Their facial features were ferocious and twisted, and inhuman wails came from their mouths.

　　The sounds of "tear apart" and "revenge" are comparable to evil spirits whispering in your ears, and just listening to them makes you feel an urge to go down your spine.

These heads are vying to fly to Jimoqiu.

There is always a black line connecting Nai He's head and Wei City, which restricts their freedom. No matter how ferocious their facial features were, they couldn't continue to get closer to the target. Jimo Qiu watched this scene coldly. Although he didn't know the identities of these people, he roughly guessed the truth. His eyes fell on the face on Wei Cheng's chest. Other faces flew out, but she did not move.

 “You can't kill me with them.”

Jimo Qiu opened his mouth to test.

Wei Cheng seemed unable to hear his words and let out a harsh scream. As the scream resounded through the sky, hundreds of heads flying in the air were excited. This time I applied more force, and the black thread broke easily. The heads flew towards Jimo Qiu like crazy.

Jimo Qiu's hand turned into a long spear with red tassels.

The long red tassel under the tip of the spear turned into red and white flames with a pop.

 “Do you know what dead things are most afraid of?”

Jim Moqiu didn't expect to get the answer from Rentou.

Huge power mixed with infinite momentum, hitting the person's head with the wind of the gun. The shadows of spears all over the sky opened up an area around him, and the martial energy pouring out turned into the strongest and most sunny flames. The fastest flying head had no time to stop its momentum and fell headlong into the barrier paved with gun shadows. Before it could even let out a shrill scream, it was beaten into gray smoke.

Sizzling!

 “Where to escape—”

 Endless guns and flowers condense into a scene of flying dragons flying in the sky.

One red and white flame after another bloomed wildly in the mid-air. This scene can truly be called a "splendid scene". It's a pity that those heads can't enjoy this kind of beauty, because they will scream in pain just because they are touched by a little bit of red and white flames.

 It makes people think of the four words "soul-stricken".

　　When the heads that flew slowly saw what happened to the other heads, their fear was greater than their greed, and they screamed and fled in all directions. This move is just useless! Some of the smarter ones flew directly to Weicheng - they usually hated Weicheng till their teeth, hated him for killing them, hated him for suppressing and imprisoning them, leaving them unable to escape, but at this moment they couldn't care about these things. .

 How is freedom more important than life?

Unexpectedly, this escape route was also cut off.

 The one who cut it off was none other than Wei Cheng himself.

Shen Tang looked at this scene without any surprise, and murmured: "Wei Cheng is killing someone with a borrowed knife. It's really high."

 As if to confirm Shen Tang's guess.

 Wei Cheng raised his palm and slapped the head back with a strong blast of wind.

The head fell heavily to the ground, and even the black fog faded a little.

 Several heads reacted immediately.

 The mouth bursts out with overwhelming hatred.

Wei Cheng tilted his head. When he saw Jimo Qiu coming and killing all the people with one shot, he was completely satisfied when he saw them completely disappear. He raised his head and met Jimo Qiu, who was looking calmly, with blazing eyes: "Zhuzi, do you have any last words?"

Jimo Qiu just looked at his chest without saying a word.

This scene made Wu Xian's heart pick up in his throat again.

 “National Preceptor, do you need it or not—”

"Need not."

 The corners of the Imperial Master's lips curved into a satisfied smile.

 “Twenty equal Chehous, one person is enough!”

At the same time, Wei Cheng also said in a good mood: "For the sake of helping me, I allow you to leave your last words. The stubborn illness that has troubled me for so many years is finally gone today."

 He reveled in the feeling of returning to his prime.

 “I will leave your whole body intact, old man.”

Shen Tang looked at Wei Cheng and thought to himself, "Not necessarily."

 Having a half-opened champagne is the most deadly.

　_(:3　∠)_

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