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Chapter 291 Scattering Beans into Soldiers, the Mountain Leader Takes Action (4000 words, two in one chapter)

What does war represent?
die?conspiracy?or destruction?

Zhao Xun was not sure.

But he knew that everything in front of him showed one thing, that is, human nature was completely wiped out in the war.

Driven by barbarian witchcraft, the corpses rose and joined the battle.

All the dead bodies frantically charged towards the city wall of Chang'an.

"Where is the mentor! Where are the brothers and sisters!"

Zhao Xun knows that magic can defeat magic, and only practitioners can destroy the summoners of practitioners.

So at this moment, without any hesitation, Zhao Xun immediately started calling for his guardian.

There is no shame in hugging thighs, but the shame is that you can hug your thighs, but you insist on doing it alone, and you are crushed by your opponent in the end...

Of course, Zhao Xun is not a person who wants to save face and suffer. He is very good at making rational use of his own advantages to make himself stronger within the scope of the rules.

Daoist Qinglian and the brothers and sisters of the academy seemed to have heard Zhao Xun's call, and rushed over immediately.

"My boy, you're too impatient. A few dead bodies scare you like this."

Daoist Qinglian seemed very dissatisfied with Zhao Xun's performance, and said straight away.

"Uh…"

"That benefactor, I am in a hurry to let you show off. You are always the magic needle of Dinghai in our Chang'an City."

Wu Quanyi enjoyed being flattered by Zhao Xun, but he obviously hasn't lost his mind yet.

"Don't flatter your master here. Can the word Dinghaishenzhen be used indiscriminately? If you say Dinghaishenzhen, it must be the head of the mountain, or my little uncle."

Wu Quanyi swallowed a mouthful of foam and said, "When the sky falls, there is a tall man standing on top of him. As a teacher, he can't move and doesn't want to stand up."

Zhao Xun smiled lightly and said, "But it's enough for you to deal with these dead soldiers. Just now, the apprentice misused the words. You are not the magic needle of Dinghai, but the mainstay."

"... "

Wu Quanyi had black lines on his face, and he didn't know what to say.

"I can't learn it, I can't learn it. As a teacher, I can't learn your sharp teeth."

"Don't talk about it, you look after it!"

Wu Quanyi turned to the front of the city wall, took out his fly whisk and waved it down the city wall.

I saw countless beans scattered towards the city wall.

"Is this Sprinkling Beans into Soldiers? Obediently..."

Zhao Xun couldn't believe it.

Sure enough, those beans started to grow crazily after they fell on the ground, turning into trees one by one.

Good guy, I didn't expect my mentor to have such a skill.

"Really amazing."

Is this the Grand Druid summoning technique?The teacher will not be an elf patriarch.

Zhao Xun's belly turned black, but he quickly returned to his normal state.

Because he is looking forward to this century war.

Tree people are nourished by all things, so they naturally have aura.

In comparison, the corpses summoned by the Nanban witches and Gu masters were obviously stiffer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, now some of them suffer."

"Smash them!"

Wangcai waved his fist excitedly.

The tree man stretched out vines and entangled the dead corpses.

The tree man kept tightening the vines, trying to strangle the dead Yin soldier to death.

"Wonderful!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xun called out to the expert.

"Dead corpses are invulnerable because they don't feel pain. But the vines of the treants are different. The function of the vines is to completely strangle the dead soldiers. Once their bones are broken, it is impossible to move. They don't have restoration skills, so the bones To be broken is to die. To die again."

Zhao Xun understood his mentor's thoughts and was very proud of himself.

"My dear student, your comprehension is really not bad, and you can clearly see the idea of ​​being a teacher."

Daoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Haha, the next ones are the victims of these dead soldiers."

Zhao Xun had only seen things like Sprinkling Beans and Soldiers in dramas before, but he never thought that he could actually see it with his own eyes.

This time it was really a feast for the eyes.

"hateful!"

Some are happy and some are sad.

Zhao Xun was proud, and the leader of the Nanban witches and Gu masters was naturally angry.

The tens of thousands of Yin soldiers he summoned were restrained by a plate of beans dropped by the opponent.

This was something he never imagined.

As the saying goes, one thing overcomes one thing.

The most yin thing is overcome by the forest attribute.

And the treant is the existence with full forest attributes.

The Nanban witch and Gu master only felt a fishbone stuck in his throat. Although he was extremely angry, he had no good solution.

Although there are a large number of Yin soldiers he summoned, they do not have the ability to think independently and judge.

When encountering the opponent's target, there is almost no possibility of any response.

"how so."

The Nanban witch and Gu master roared, and his evil fire rose from the top of his head and gathered in the sky.

I saw dark clouds for a while.

"No, that old guy is probably going to use black magic."

Wangcai has the sharpest eyes, and immediately noticed the strangeness.

Zhao Xun's eyes were fixed on this Nanman witch and Gu master. From the very beginning, he noticed that this guy was the culprit for summoning the Yin soldiers.

Now it's all right, the Yin soldiers are trapped, and this old Yinbi has started to have other crooked thoughts.

"Teach without discrimination!"

Zhao Xun couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted loudly.

Immediately, Bai Jiaolong broke out from the chessboard space.

"go with!"

With Zhao Xun's order, Bai Jiaolong immediately rushed towards the leader of the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master.

Bai Jiaolong is a spirit beast, Zhao Xun hoped that Bai Jiaolong could prevent the leader of the Southern Barbarian witches and Gu masters from casting spells.

Once the spellcasting is blocked, the rest is easy.

Bai Jiaolong flew extremely fast, and soon came to the side of the Nanman witch and Gu master.

I saw it ruthlessly swept its tail towards the Nanman Witch and Gu Master, but the blow with all its force seemed to hit the steel plate.

Bai Jiaolong wailed in pain.

The body fell rapidly.

"Pippi Shrimp!"

Zhao Xun was very anxious when he saw this.

Fortunately, the control of Bai Jiaolong's body is extremely strong, and he forcibly stopped when he was about to fall to the ground, avoiding further injuries.

"Come back soon!"

Zhao Xun gave the order very distressed.

It's all his fault that he underestimated this old Yinbi's cultivation.It seems that the cultivation level of the leader of the Southern Barbarian witches and Gu masters is not ordinary.

"Let me see if there is any injury."

Zhao Xun caressed the white flood dragon carefully, inspecting every one of its scales.

As for Pippi Shrimp, he kept rubbing his head against Zhao Xun.

"good."

Zhao Xun caressed the spirit beast, his eyes were full of doting.

"Let me come for a while."

Third senior brother Long Qingquan couldn't hold back anymore.

He had been observing just now, and confirmed that the cultivation of this Nanman witch and Gu master was above the first rank.

This made Long Qingquan extremely interested.

Although he is still in the second-rank realm, he wants to challenge this Nanman witch and Gu master.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for practitioners in the practice world to defeat opponents across borders, except for academy disciples.

Wouldn't it be a waste to have such a privilege not to use it?

"The Sword of Burying Flowers comes from the sky!"

The essence of burying flowers swordsmanship lies in momentum.

A blow with momentum can disintegrate the opponent's offensive to the greatest extent. If the opponent collapses after a powerful blow, there is no need to talk about it.

If the opponent resists this blow, Long Qingquan still has a backup.

The funeral flower sword was out of its sheath, Long Qingquan lightly stepped on the funeral flower sword to control the flight, and went straight to the leader of the Nanban witches who were reciting spells and using summoning skills.

The Nanman witch and Gu master, as if he didn't see this person at all, kept thinking about something.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

When Long Qingquan was only a dozen steps closer to the Nanban witch and Gu master, the gray-haired witch and Gu master suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

Immediately, a huge amount of Gang Qi sprayed out from the protective cover, directly covering Long Qingquan's whole body.

Long Qingquan felt as if he was being burned by a heat wave, and his whole body was in severe pain.

"what!"

He completely lost control of his body, but luckily he still had the Flower Burial Sword.

The Buried Flower Sword has a spirit, fully understands that its master is in danger at this moment, and catches Long Qingquan alive!

In this way, the Huajian carried Long Qingquan all the way back to the top of Chang'an City, and the disciples of the Academy hurried forward and asked with concern.

"Is the third brother all right?"

Seeing that Long Qingquan was flushed all over, Zhao Xun felt very uncomfortable.

Although Long Qingquan was a little arrogant, he was still very protective.

Long Qingquan was injured, Zhao Xun naturally had to be concerned.

"fine…"

Long Qingquan forcefully forced a smile, but then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Third Junior Brother!"

The second senior sister Liu Yingying, who had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, stepped forward quickly to check Long Qingquan's injuries.

She checked briefly but found that Long Qingquan was seriously injured.

Although he was able to protect his viscera because of his righteousness, he was still seriously injured.

"I'm here to breathe out your true energy."

Liu Yingying forced Long Qingquan to send her true energy. Although she would lose part of her cultivation in a short period of time, she would eventually make up for it.

But these true qi are extremely crucial to Long Qingquan.

True Qi can help him stabilize his primordial spirit and cultivation base.

With these true qi, Long Qingquan's hard-earned cultivation over the years will not disappear in smoke.

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No one could have imagined that Long Qingquan, the third disciple of the academy, and Wu Quanyi, the Taoist priest of Qinglian, two second-rank practitioners, were not opponents of the Nanban witches and Gu masters at all.

The Nanman witch and Gu master defeated two strong men with a snap of his fingers, just like crushing an ant to death.

This caused a great panic effect in Chang'an City.

"The opponent is so powerful, it seems that the supervisor or the head of the mountain can take action to sanction him."

Zhao Xun thought.

As for Zheng Jie's dead eunuch... it should be hopeless.

Zheng Jie has only eyes for Emperor Xianlong, a dog emperor who is not a son of man.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Zheng Jie will always accompany Emperor Xianlong, and never leave him.

Eunuchs are small-minded and narrow-minded. It is better to expect the gods to come down to punish the Nanban witches and Gu masters.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the light is getting darker and darker.

Everyone's mood is shrouded in extreme fear.

Zhao Xun didn't know what the road ahead was, but he knew that the head of the mountain would not sit idly by.

"Give me a sigh!"

Sure enough, Zhao Xun heard that very familiar voice again.

"It's the head of the mountain!"

Zhao Xun showed joy on his face, and so did the brothers and sisters.

This voice came from the sky, like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Hearing this voice, the Nanban witch and Gu master instinctively revealed a look of fear.

Immediately afterwards, his face began to contort, and the muscles all over his body began to convulse.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and then he bent his legs and leaned forward.

In the end, the majestic Nanman witch and Gu master knelt down on the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

The Nanman witch and Gu master is known as a super powerhouse.

Of course, the head of the mountain is also a super product. Could it be said that there is a clear boundary between super products and super products?

Could it be that there is a hidden realm hidden in the super product?

The leader of the Nanban witches and Gu masters seemed to be held down by an invisible hand, and he couldn't even lift his head.

The dark clouds that he cast and chanted the incantation with great difficulty just now gradually dissipated.

The sun shines on the ground through the haze again, on the city walls, and on the faces of the soldiers and civilians in Chang'an.

"Great, the head of the mountain has made a move!"

"Yeah, the old man Shan Zhang is just extraordinary."

"Once the head of the mountain makes a move, everything will stop!"

The head of the mountain is like the patron saint of Chang'an City. With the head of the mountain, the soldiers and civilians of Chang'an will have a sense of security.

Seeing this, the High Priest of the Demon Sect looked serious.

He knew that if the head of the mountain was allowed to protect the calf like this, it would be impossible to win Chang'an City no matter what.

He glanced at Wei Wuji who was at the side, and asked in a deep voice, "Would the Sword Master make a move?"

Among the people present, he and Wei Wuji had the highest level of strength.

One of the two must make a move to restrain the head of the mountain and win the battle.

"You still come."

However, Wei Wuji seemed to have a natural fear of the head of the mountain, and he refused to make a move no matter what.

The High Priest of the Mozong didn't argue, just smiled, then turned to the south, and shouted, "Would the head of the mountain be willing to fight a certain one?"

The head of the mountain did not respond, and it took a long time before everyone saw the head of the mountain coming from the direction of Zhongnan Mountain in the south on a bamboo knot.

"High Priest, I haven't seen you in 17 years."

The voice of the head of the mountain is very majestic, with a natural suppression.

The high priest didn't seem to be affected, and said lightly: "Yeah, I haven't seen each other in 17 years. The fight 17 years ago was very enjoyable. But after that fight, I don't want to mention fighting with other people. Get interested. Although you have been itching, but you can't find anyone who can fight, can you understand this kind of pain?"

"of course."

The head of the mountain responded simply and simply.

"I am invincible in the world."

The head of the mountain uttered a sentence that forced Graman and was very academic-style, which attracted bursts of applause.

"Really invincible?"

The high priest of Mozong seemed dissatisfied, and said with a sneer, "I have seen the way of heaven for 17 years, so I want to compete with the head of the mountain to see who is really number one in the world."

"can."

The head of the mountain spit out a word.

"Let's fight somewhere else."

The head of the mountain seemed to have no intention of hurting the innocent, so he said calmly.

"it is good!"

The High Priest of the Demon Sect rose from the ground, and then headed south.

Shan Zhang should be able to win, right?

Zhao Xun was still somewhat nervous.

This was the first time he had really seen the head of the mountain fighting with someone as strong as the High Priest of the Demon Sect.

If you want to rank martial arts, the head of the mountain, the high priest, and the sword master can definitely be ranked in the top three.

It can be said that the battle between the head of the mountain and the high priest is of great importance, even related to the success or failure of the Chang'an defense battle.

Almost everyone's attention is focused on this aspect.

Zhao Xun felt that the air seemed to freeze.

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(End of this chapter)