Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081 Chapter 1081: Civil and military inversion (10) [two in one]

"Wei Cheng's momentum..." Qian Yong was so oppressed by the momentum that his scalp was numb. He swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva nervously. His original optimism was replaced by worry. He felt that his old destiny would be revealed today, "How could it rise so sharply?" many?"

Jimo Qiu's operation cost him eight hundred and helped the enemy's 80,000.

Weicheng is so powerful right now that one person can be as powerful as ten thousand people!

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you deeply understand why there are twenty ranks of brave warriors, and only the twenty ranks of Chehou are qualified to be crowned with the top reputations of "one man can guard the barrier and ten thousand men cannot open it" and "bravely champion the three armies". Looking at his momentum, he is indeed worthy of praise.

Apart from being frightened, there was also so much envy in his eyes that they almost overflowed.

I don't know if he will ever have the opportunity in his life to display the majesty of an army of one man and overwhelm three armies. It would be worthwhile for him to die on the battlefield.

Qian Yong was worried: "I'm afraid it's not optimistic."

Shen Tang said quietly: "Twenty-year-old Chehou is not a rotten cabbage on the street. Why shouldn't he be allowed to grow bigger before he dies?"

 Qian Yong almost popped his eyes out.

 Speaking to Qiqi Aai: "Before death...?"

If it was someone else's big talk, Qian Yong would definitely ignore it and maybe even mock Yelang for being arrogant and overestimating his abilities. However, the person who said this was Shen Tang. In Qian Yong's opinion, Shen Tang was a more evil and incomprehensible freak than the twenty-second Chehou. Having known her for so many years, it seemed like no matter what **** she said, it would eventually come true.

If it weren't for this time…

So what if Wei Cheng is a 20-year-old Chehou Hou!

Yunda is also a 20th-grade Chehou. He and Wei Cheng are old monsters from the same period, and their strength is equal. However, when Yunda, who was more than two hundred years old and came out of the mountain wearing armor on the battlefield in the Northern Desert, met Shen Tang, wouldn't he just be confused and disappear? Who knew that Weicheng could be an exception?

This thought miraculously calmed Qian Yong's panic.

 He carefully observed every move of both sides on the battlefield.

 Afraid of missing important details if you blink or wander around.

Shen Tang smiled meaningfully: "We'll see."

 She dares to make a big bet with her good conscience!

Represented by Weicheng Yunda, Lao Deng could not outwit others a hundred years ago, but after more than a hundred years of being a otaku living in prison, he wants to make a comeback? I'm afraid it wasn't clearly arranged long ago.

To confirm his guess, Shen Tang also asked Gong Xiqiu: "The face of the high priest on Wei Cheng is still there, right?"

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Gong Xiqiu took the time to respond.

Shen Tang became more and more certain: "It is indeed so."

 The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly.

Not only did the confrontation not consume Wei Cheng's strength, but it completely released the shackles of his strength, which would have broken the mentality of anyone else. Jimo Qiu was unique. The other half of his face that wasn't covered in blood showed no emotional changes at all. It was terrifyingly stable. People can't help but wonder, does Jimo Qiu have another trump card, or is he just fearless?

Facing Weicheng's threat, Jimo Qiu did not rush to choke back, but instead did an incredible move - self-mutilation!

Hand holding the barrel of the gun with his right hand, he took off the chain-mail glove on his left hand and held the red tassel and the tip of the gun tightly. The sharp gun blade easily broke open the palm of the hand, and gurgling red gushed out from the wound, dripping continuously along the fingers, palm, and wrist armor.

Jimo Qiu seemed to feel no pain and allowed the blood to merge with the soil under his feet. After doing these things, he raised his gun to fight in a slow and lazy manner. Others couldn't understand Jimo Qiu's little ninety-nine, but Wei Cheng consciously saw through his calculations at a glance!

 Jimo Qiu is preparing to exploit strengths and avoid weaknesses.

After all, no matter how talented he is, and receiving enlightenment from twenty-level princes at a young age, these are not enough to elevate him to an equal level with him. The advantage is that he is young and has great potential, but the disadvantage is that he is too young and lacks room for growth!

 Facing a certain death situation, one can only find another way.

 Use the high priest's side tactics to find a way out!

This self-inflicted bloodshed was just to release the divine power in the blood, so that Jimo Qiu could subsequently use the high priest's spells.

Wei Cheng sneered and killed: "It's just a dying struggle!"

Jimo Qiu's actions also confirmed Weicheng's speculation.

Countless plants sprouted out of the ground on the path and instantly grew into weird and ferocious man-eating plants, including Lin Feng's favorite [Corpse Vine]! They are covered in gorgeous colorful coats and constantly exude some kind of fragrant and sweet smell into the air. Ordinary people will feel paralyzed and exhausted after just smelling it, and unprecedented sleepiness will hit their brains. But Wei Cheng is not a living person!

 He is just a skeleton military general who can act and think!

"How dare these ants stop me!"

Following the roar of disdain, the terrifying sonic boom impact began to violently clear the place! The arrogant plants were smashed into dregs, and countless broken limbs and remains were flying all over the sky. Wei Cheng ignored the plants that kept growing up to replace the vacant positions. Cannonballs seemed to break through many obstacles, and the bone hammer in his hand gathered all the strength in his body. When it is swung out, even the air that the Guduo Hammer cuts through is distorted!

You can vaguely see wisps of silver-white threads flowing in the air.

These are space cracks!

Although the crack is very inconspicuous and can be healed in the blink of an eye, Wei Cheng is able to do this without any word spirit and only relies on speed, strength and explosive breath. There is indeed something worthy of praise! The twenty-level Chehou who can survive is really not a vegetarian!

Jimo Qiu tried to attack, but as expected, Weicheng's blood surged with just one move, and he could hear the cracking sound of bones in his right arm cracking in his ears. Immediately afterwards came the powerful invasion of endless violent death energy, traveling crazily through his meridians and throughout his body.

These dead energy are countless blades!

 Perform a Lingchi torture on him from the inside out!

Jimo Qiu didn't even have time to feel the pain, Wei Cheng's second move followed closely, and the Gu Duo Hammer targeted the vital part of his heart!

“Only keep the fattest parts of the ingredients. Adding these things to the water has no taste and affects your mood.”

 Wei Cheng's tone was indifferent.

It's a pity that because Jimo Qiu dodges, the impact point of the Guduo hammer is deviated, and the target is changed from the heart to bombarding his left arm. The beast's head and shoulders dented with a sound, followed by a numbing sound of shattering, and the entire arm fell heavily to the ground.

This scene made Shen Tang tighten the reins suddenly.

The motorcycle under his crotch made a sound of pain, and he let out a dissatisfied neighing sound. However, Shen Tang ignored it and continued to exert strength, which made Momo extremely dissatisfied. While snoring restlessly, it kept pawing the ground with its front hooves. Its eyes were still rolling, as if it was thinking about whether to remove the man from its back. She really turned against Tiangang! Didn't you notice it hurt?

 Luckily, Shen Tang relaxed before the motorcycle rebellion.

Jimo Qiu appeared in another corner of the battlefield intact.

 Him, who was originally seriously injured, revealed his true appearance after falling to the ground.

 It was a life-sized tree man.

The only special thing is that the tree man's wound is not filled with white juice, but a pool of bright red blood! Wei Cheng glanced at it lightly and was not angry. If the high priest of the Gongxi clan was hammered to death in one fell swoop, wouldn't it look like he was too stupid for being plotted against? This is also good, let the ingredients move more, and the meat will be more delicious! Feel free to hide and hide!

 The figure moved and approached again.

Jimo Qiu's face turned slightly pale.

Relying on this small forest nourished by his blood, he can instantly exchange with any plant and temporarily save his life. Even so, it is not easy to avoid Wei Cheng's pursuit.

In such a desperate situation, he tried to calm his breathing, suppressed his racing heart, and without thinking, he raised his hand to condense martial energy to his fingertips. The afterimage passed by, hitting various large acupoints to imprison, stimulating the lazy martial energy stored in his meridians - This part of the inert martial energy does not belong to him, it belongs to the twenty-level Chehou Hou given to him by [Daigo Initiation]!

 Forcibly stimulated successfully, martial energy overflowed crazily.

The moment of gushing, it traveled through his meridians with an unstoppable and arrogant attitude, violently driving away the death energy that was like maggots clinging to the bones!

Gong Xiqiu's heart suddenly rose to his throat!

 “Big brother——”

The military officers present were all impressed by his actions.

 His actions are only as dangerous as spontaneous embarrassment. The latter is a completely desperate skill that leaves no escape route for oneself. When a fight reaches this point, the enemy must be forced into a desperate situation, and the practitioners often have the idea of ​​perishing together.

 If I don't want to live, you will die for me too!

Spent years of hard training and hard work.

Jimo Qiu took the initiative to untie the large acupuncture points all over his body, which could not be regarded as a complete improvement of his family's wealth, but he also gambled on his talent and future - squeezing out the martial arts he had cultivated and overdrafting his own talents in exchange for a short-term increase in combat effectiveness. If you can save a life after the war, you will not be able to use force for a short time, and your level of strength will also decline.

 The more severe the overdraft, the greater the decline!

The higher up a courageous warrior goes, the more difficult it becomes to practice.

　Today's actions may take several years to make up for.

“…But it's better than dying.” Wei Shou looked at Jimo Qiu with more appreciation. He admired such a brave and fearless man the most. In this world, only the surviving geniuses are geniuses. Those who cannot survive are worthy only of being called dead!

 Compared with the glory of life, these costs are worth it!

 In the corner ignored by everyone, Gong Xi's eyebrows widened. Uninformed people would misunderstand that the eldest brother was gambling on his future, but Gong Xiqiu knew that things were not that bad - thanks to the kind-hearted twenty-level Chehou who gave the eldest brother [Daigo Enlightenment]!

If you practice on your own, absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth requires little by little purification, and eliminating the miscellaneous parts of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. This requires several extra steps and is very inefficient. After the [Daigo Initiation] is successful, the martial energy that cannot be absorbed in time will be hidden in the most important and widest meridians of the recipient. During daily practice, you need to absorb them, stimulate as much as you absorb, and use them bit by bit for your own use.

 The cultivation efficiency has been more than doubled!

 What the eldest brother has just inspired is not his own martial spirit, but the good-hearted twenty-level Chehou Hou. If it's not your own thing, you won't feel bad spending it. No wonder so many people want to get rich overnight!

Facing the surge in Jimo Qiu's strength, Wei Cheng didn't take it seriously at first. No matter how strong the ants were, they couldn't reach his knees. After two breaths, the flames in his eyes became a little more solemn, and the arc and frequency of his jumps dropped by more than half.

 Under normal circumstances, no matter how hard you try, there is an upper limit.

 At present, it has exceeded the upper limit.

 The National Preceptor who was watching the battle saw the clues at a glance.

The thin lips moved Zhanghe twice, Wei Cheng instantly realized it, followed by Anonymous's anger and occupation of reason. He laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, awesome, he is worthy of being from the Gongxi clan. That idiot has been fully utilized by you!"

　　Do you think you can survive from him with this little cleverness?

If just now he had some pity for the food and deliberately pursued the leisurely pursuit of increasing the amount of exercise with the food, now he only has one thought left to crush Jimo Qiu's head! He has lied to people for hundreds of years and keeps fooling people! The Gongxi clan is really bullying others!

Physical strength has not reached the 20th level of Chehou, so even if Jimo Qiu uses forbidden techniques, he cannot detonate all the inert martial energy. He can only try to increase his strength and close the gap between the two sides. Even so, Jimo Qiu still couldn't see all the details of Weicheng.

but-

Jimo Qiu secretly calculated the amount of blood loss in his heart.

 The complete map of the battlefield and the layout of the three armies appeared in his mind.

 On the map, there is an area emitting red light in the middle, with hundreds of red dots in the area. If you observe carefully, you will find that these red dots are the areas where Jimo Qiu stayed briefly to avoid Weicheng's attack not long ago. His blood is everywhere!

 Shen Tang calmly watched Jimo Qiu fight back.

 The placement of the counterattack is also very subtle.

 She murmured: "...my blood is divine power."

This sentence was said by Jimo Qiu himself, and it was this sentence that made Shen Tang completely at ease. No matter how the situation between the two changed, or what disadvantage Jimo Qiu was in, she could deal with it calmly.

because-

 There is more than one person who can use divine power, Jimo Qiu.

Shen Tang stroked the literary monogram on his waist - the Martial Tiger Talisman had been forced to be lifted - accumulating literary energy on his fingertips, and went over the battle plan and the spiritual content of the assault study in his mind. When she opened her eyes again, she winked at Chu Yao, who nodded and cupped his hands.

The tip of the spear magnified sharply in front of Wei Cheng's eyes, and the red tassel on the barrel also turned into flowing red and white flames. The breath was so strong that it reached the sun. Even though Wei Cheng had long since lost his flesh and blood, he could still feel the burning heat coming from his face, and his soul seemed to I was burned and it was unbearably itchy!

At this moment, Wei Cheng struck a powerful blow.

 “It's up to you—”

More than a hundred years of hatred are all concentrated in this bone hammer.

Wei Cheng's soaring momentum suppressed Jimo Qiu in just a moment. The two clusters of flames in his eyes seemed to have been poured with fire oil, and they swelled crazily, leaving only pale white in the burned areas. The armor turned from black to pale white, and the remaining black lines formed the sinister skull of an evil spirit.

 On the battlefield, there is murderous intent and dark winds.

 Many people closed their eyes in despair.

 The gap in strength is too big.

Shen Tang was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, and the words on the tip of his tongue could be activated at any time. At this critical moment, Jimo Qiu opened his injured right eye. The whites of his eyes were stained with blood, his eyelids were red and swollen, and it was difficult to focus his vision, but his determination remained unchanged.

Before Jimo Qiu was torn apart by the strong wind, Wei Cheng saw his mouth move twice and silently said - you lose!

 Wei Cheng felt a little uneasy in his heart.

 There was no time to think about the problem, and there was a sudden pain in my chest.

　　White light far more dazzling than the blazing sun burst out from his chest, spreading across the entire battlefield in an instant, and a familiar figure flew out.

 Wei Cheng: “…Jimo Cong.”

 A name that he had forgotten for decades jumped to his mind.

　_(:3　∠)_

 Lu Yuan graduated today. I had to catch a flight at around 9pm and landed early in the morning.

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