Yu Wu

Chapter 153

Over there, Gu Mang was fighting fiercely with the national teacher, but here Murong Lian was not in a daze. He took the kit and retreated to the place where Mo Xi was with his followers.

The distance from the main city gate to the north of the city was not too far, but at this time the flames of war were raging all over, and there were monks from the Liao Kingdom obstructing it, Murong Lian's escape was not smooth.

Both sides were fighting with masters, and the monks brought by the national teacher were all the most terrifying dead soldiers in the Liao Kingdom. Although Murong Lian's subordinates were also elite, they were still unable to cope with these supreme black magic monks.Therefore, when Murong Lian rode to Xingzi Forest on the outskirts of the city, his protective barrier had already been damaged, and most of the accompanying guards were seriously injured and left behind.He didn't dare to confront Liao Ren head-on, so he could only use the winding and complicated terrain of Xingzi Forest to avoid the pursuit behind him.

"I've heard that Mr. Wang Shu is a waste pustule, it's fine if he has no brains, and there is nothing remarkable about his spells. It's really a joke."

The leading cultivator of the Liao Kingdom is a female cultivator, and the weapon in her hand is a tanned whip. She skimmed over the branches, and the sneer from her inner strength covered the entire apricot forest, "Murong Lian, you are at the end of the road. Where are you going to escape to?"

While running, Murong Lian said, "Your brother, I like to go for a walk when I'm free. Can you control me?"

"Duck, you're still stubborn when you're about to die."

"I still have a harder place, do you want to see it?"

"You—!" The nun from the Liao Kingdom didn't expect him to be so shameless, she was stunned, her pretty face flushed with anger, and she hurriedly swiped her whip, "You rascal!"

Murong Lian let the golden-winged snow horse narrowly escape, mockingly said: "Missed."

"..."

"Did you miss it on purpose? How are you doing? Instead of completing the task of your national teacher seriously, you are flirting with me here instead. To be honest, I don't like your type very much, although your face She looks good, but her waist is too thick and her breasts are not big enough."

"Murong Lian! I'll kill you!!!"

Murong Lian rolled his eyes: "That's why I don't like to accept women as my subordinates, and I even forget that what I should do is to win the bounty and not kill people in a few words."

The female cultivator's face was distorted and she was about to vomit blood: "My old lady can kill people and steal money at the same time!"

"Okay." Murong Lian's eyes were so perfunctory, he wrote lightly, "Baby, you are awesome."

The female cultivator yelled "Ah" angrily, and even chased after her. The rest of the cultivators shouted, "Qiniang, calm down!!"

The guards beside Murong Lian shouted: "My lord, be careful!!"

Seeing that the whip was like rain, it ran over the snowy horse that Murong Lian was riding.But because she was too angry, she rushed extremely recklessly, for Murong Lian it was easier to dodge than before.

Murong Lian didn't dare to slack off, so he sped up his horse and galloped, breaking through the misty trees and rushing forward.When he broke through the edge of the apricot forest, he tightened the reins suddenly and shouted: "Get up!"

The golden-winged snow horse spread its wings suddenly in this wide area, and with the wind blowing under its feathers, it carried its master and flew towards the battle in the north of the city.

Although his flight was fast, Liao's pursuit turned into a straight line because of this, several mantras passed by his body dangerously, making people feel really sweating.As the brightly lit northern city battalion approached, the pursuit behind Murong Lian became more and more frenzied. Just as he was about to land in front of the northern border army, Qiniang's vine whip severely strangled the Piaoxue horse. With a sharp pull of his hind hoof——!

The spirit horse neighed, and Murong Lian fell off the horse in an instant, and fell into the mud in a state of embarrassment.

"Cough...cough cough cough!"

Before he had time to stand up, the chasing Liao Xiu had already landed on the ground one after another, and all eyes were shining—except of course, Qin Niangzi, who besides naked eyes also had an angry and fierce light shining.

She gritted her teeth and said, "See if I don't cut your tongue!"

Murong Lian is a person who is born with a mouth, and even fell like this, he still did not forget to sneer and mock: "Why do you cut it? Do you hold it in your palm and lick it every day?"

Seventh Lady was so disgusted by him that her pretty face turned green. She was one of the highest-ranking guards in the Liao Army. Normally, people would respect her as "Sister" or "Qiniang". Such verbal insults would immediately rush forward and chop him into pieces.

However, at this time, the two guards accompanying Murong Lian also came out of the forest, seeing that the master was in a critical situation, they rushed over quickly, and when Qin Niangzi was about to fall down with her spirit gathered in her palm, they formed an array to block Murong Lian.

"Lord, let's go!"

"Run away!"

Murong Lian coughed and got up from the ground. His previous combat power was not like this, but these past few years, he has been sucking in a dream all day long, and his spiritual power has been eroded and damaged to the extreme.He glanced at the two of them, turned around and wanted to run back to the camp with Qiankun bag in his hands, but within two steps, a fishy sweetness welled up in his lungs, and he leaned over and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His bodyguards were at the end of their strength, and they were unable to stop them. They could only delay Murong Lian's escape, but no one expected that Murong Lian's smoke attack would occur at this time.

There was only a "bang" explosion, and the barrier light array was suddenly exploded. Two guards were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Liao Guo Moxiu attacked him again!

Murong Lian fell to the ground, his pale face was mottled with blood, he cursed inwardly, got a half mark on his fingertips, and decided to give it a go.But at this moment, a heavy red wall of fire fell from mid-air, slashing before Liao Xiu!

There was a sudden movement, and the clouds gathered in an instant.

But I saw that the wall of fire rolled up hunting waves, blurred orange-gold sparks splashed everywhere, and on the wall of fire, a man in a black robe stood facing the wind, stepping on the flames with his staff.

"...Mr. Xihe..."

Mo Xi stood on the top of billowing spiritual flames, and polished the sky-swallowing scepter inch by inch in his hand. With just a touch, a blazing tongue of flame burst out behind him, turning into the shape of a giant sky-swallowing whale, illuminating the sky and the universe.

"Before the Northern Army, everyone, don't even think about taking a step forward." Mo Xi looked down from a high place, and the giant whale was swimming and dancing behind him - it hadn't swooped down on anyone yet, but everyone knew it. Chong Huaxi and Jun's Heaven Swallowing is a terrifying ultimate move.

Mo Xi said coldly: "That's it."

Qin Niangzi waited for the group of people to answer before they heard the sound of killing. Looking through the wall of fire, they could see the densely packed monks of the Northern Frontier Army coming with their commander——

Thousands of horses galloping.

In an instant, the situation immediately reversed!

Murong Lian looked back at the Chonghua cultivator stretching across the entire horizon, then turned to look at Mo Xi's back, and finally let out a breath.

He stretched out his hand that was slightly trembling due to the onset of smoke disease, and took out from his chest the kit that sealed the remnant soul of the blood monster, coughed a few times, and said to Mo Xi not very petitioningly: "...this—— What he gave you. It was the task you gave him."

Gu Mang's reputation was stigmatized. Before the army formation, neither Murong Lian nor Mo Xi could directly mention his name. Once he was mentioned, there would definitely be riots.

But Mo Xi's complexion still changed visibly.

Mo Xi asked, "What about the others?"

Murong Lian moved his lips, but before he could answer, he heard a cold, ghostly voice spread throughout the night with the technique of loudspeaker amplification.

"The other is in my hands. Obediently send me back the kit you got. Otherwise..."

In the treacherous voice coiled like a vulture, the man in the platinum robe floated up from the night.He was on tiptoe, standing firmly on the top of the nearest banyan tree, and he was carrying a limp, Chonghua valet who had apparently passed out in his hand.

Murong Lian was startled: Gu Mang? !

Mo Xi was completely bloodless.

It's Gu Mang...

Gu Mang, who has already exhausted all his magic breath and spiritual power, has delayed the time with a sure-fire move...

The national teacher licked his lips, he had obviously experienced a fierce battle, his clothes were stained with blood, and there was a deep wound on his shoulder.But through the mask, his eyes are still so cold and calm, he can't say that he is not in a hurry, but there is a very strange calm engraved in his bones, as if he has already experienced waves that ordinary people have never experienced.

The national teacher smiled and said: "Otherwise, Mr. Xihe, I will definitely let you know what it means to be too late to regret."

At this time, Mengze also came with her Red Ling Ying. She was wearing a black gold narrow-waist embroidered python robe, her black hair was tied up high, and tens of thousands of people followed behind her.Seeing such a confrontation, she was shocked and said, "What's going on?"

Mo Xi pursed his lips and did not answer her.He never took his eyes off Gu Mang's body even an inch, and the brilliance of the scepter in his hand became more and more blazing.

Seeing that he was about to make a killing move, the national teacher lifted Gu Mang, turned a dagger against Gu Mang's neck, and then smiled sweetly: "Oh, do you want to do it? You want to be faster than my knife, Or is your spell faster?"

Mo Xi said solemnly: "Let him go!"

"It's easy to talk about." The national teacher lazily said, "What's the use of keeping him in my hands? All I want is the kit. You give me the thing, and I'll give you the person. It's a fair deal. Don't talk about it." He is not worth the price in your eyes, is he?"

The surrounding gradually quieted down, whether it was the commander or the soldiers, they all silently stared at the extremely strange situation in front of them.

It's no wonder they were surprised. They followed Xihe Jun for so many years, and Xihe Jun never went to war directly without talking nonsense, but today's scene is really strange.Whether Wang Shujun, Liao Guo Guoshi, or their stepfather, everyone seems to be playing charades.

What kit?

What is the identity of this captured valet?

Why can the national teacher use him alone in front of the battle to coerce Xi Hejun to make concessions?

Gradually all horses fell silent, and the monks' battlefield was terribly quiet. Almost all eyes were on these people, waiting for Mo Xi's response.

The national teacher pressed the sharp knife of the dagger close to Gu Mang's face, and lifted up the drooping head.The mask covering Gu Mang's face was already stained with blood, and the national teacher said, "Mr. Xihe, how long do you think he can last in this situation? Obediently offer me the kit in your hand. Don't worry about it." When the time comes, when someone dies, you will regret it!"