Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 976
On the edge of Crescent Lake, thousands of barbarian knights looked after the horses.

Although there are only 1000 people, as a nation on horseback, it is not difficult to take care of a herd of [-] horses.

Not to mention that they are all well-tamed war horses, so it is not difficult.

Now the horses are strolling by the edge of the Crescent Moon Spring, and some of them go to the spring to drink water.

But soon the horses lowered their heads one after another, closed their eyes, and their breathing slowed down a lot.

Although it looked like nothing, he was actually asleep.

Because the horse sleeps standing up, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it, but the barbarian knights are very familiar with the habits of war horses, and soon discovered the abnormality.

It is not surprising that a horse sleeps. After all, as long as it is a creature, it will be tired. It is impossible to be energetic all the time, and it needs sleep to recover.

But the problem is that almost all the war horses have fallen asleep now, which is very abnormal.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
Not to mention that this is still the enemy's territory, we must be more vigilant, lest someone take the plate.

But before they figured out what was going on, a strong drowsiness hit their hearts, and they fell into lethargy one after another.

There are only some people who have internal strength and can barely persevere, but their condition is also very bad. If they don't find a way as soon as possible, they will fall into a coma before long.

"Enemy attack!"

The leader of this thousand-man knight shouted, holding on to his drowsiness, and was about to take down the signal flare on his waist and launch it to warn the army that was deep into the underworld of Youdu. fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of knife light flashed, the head flew up, and there was no life left.

At the same time, hundreds of figures sprang out from the sandy ground, wielding their knives to kill those barbarian knights who had cultivated internal strength and could temporarily resist drowsiness, and then killed other knights who had fallen asleep. The efficiency was extremely high.

A charming woman in a long red dress floated down on a red horse, holding a long piano in her hand, and scanned the surrounding killings.

"The Fusha people of your You Clan really have a hand, I didn't realize it before!"

Glancing at Princess Jiyue who also performed lightness kung fu, Qiu Yuqin, the Qin demon, praised her.

The You Clan's gang is indeed very good at lurking, murdering, and lurking. Although she was far away before and couldn't use her mental power to perceive, she couldn't hear the slightest movement with her skills and hearing alone. She was indeed very good at it.

"Some tricks that don't show up on the stage are too far behind your sister's Heavenly Demon Music!"

Smiling modestly, Jiyue glanced at the [-] horses around him, feeling a little grateful to Fu Cheng.

These war horses are all the best ones among the barbarians, especially the ones ridden by the [-] royal court guards are all rare and top quality.

And the big red horse that Qiu Yuqin was sitting on now was the mount of the barbarian high priest, and it was the best of the best.

These [-] war horses alone made them a lot of money!

"I want this big red horse!"

Qiu Yuqin's eyes fell on the big red horse below her, feeling very fond of it.

This is not an ordinary horse, but a strange beast, almost twice the size of other horses, standing out from the crowd like a chicken.

She has always wanted a good mount before, among other things, at least it must be able to carry the Tianmoqin.

That thing weighs a thousand catties, otherwise it would have been difficult to knock Luo Tianwen away in the first battle of the Tomb Sect last time.

It's not easy to carry this thing, but now this BMW is very good, she wants it!
"It's a blessing to be favored by my sister!"

Jiyue did not refuse, although she also wanted the big red horse very much, but Qiu Yuqin had put a lot of effort into this operation.

Before, the horses were hypnotized with the eight sounds of the heavenly demon, and even the thousands of knights were forcibly hypnotized.

Otherwise, letting those people send out a signal to warn Fu Cheng and the others who entered the underworld of Youdu will inevitably interfere with their plans to a great extent.

It may even make the horses run away in fright. If they really want to let the horses scatter and run away, it will be a big loss.

"Amitabha, what a hypnotic song, the sound of silence, last time in the first battle of the tomb sect, I couldn't see the benefactor's heavenly demon eight sounds, the poor monk has always regretted it, today I have the chance to hear it, three lives are lucky!"

A monk in Tsing Yi jumped down to the side of the Crescent Moon Spring and praised, and then humbly asked for advice.

"It's just the poor monk's first experience with such silent sounds, can you tell me the secret?"

The person who came was none other than Monk Wuke, who was very puzzled by Qin Mo's Heavenly Demon Music.

He had seen the Qin Demon playing the piano from a distance before, but there was no sound of the piano coming out, but it made him feel drowsy, which was really mysterious.

"According to the reckless brother, this is called ultrasound. It is difficult to hear with our hearing alone, but it is also a sound, the same as the sound of a bat. It took me a long time to practice this silent sound. .”

Qiu Yuqin didn't hide it, and told the mystery of the silent voice, anyway, even if others knew it, it wouldn't affect her.

It is impossible to defend against it.

At that time, she was also very novel, and even raised a bat to study, coupled with the blessing of spiritual power, she barely comprehended and practiced that silent voice.

This kind of voice is invisible, not to mention ordinary people, it is difficult for martial arts masters to hear it.

Now, only my reckless brother can hear it, and no one else can feel it, and others can be tricked without making a sound.

"I see!"

Monk Wuke suddenly realized that although he still didn't understand, he generally understood a direction.

"Amitabha! Good! Good!"

Turning his gaze to the Fusha people of the You tribe who had already killed them, and the barbarian knights who had lost their lives, they chanted the Buddha's name with no mercy, and then sat down cross-legged and recited the mantra of passing away.

This is the duty that a monk should have. No matter what the other party's status was during life, it will be the same after death!

"At this time, there is no need to pity the enemy!"

Jiyue doesn't like monks very much, and he doesn't like the monk's set of ideas.

"Don't get me wrong, Miss Jiyue, our new abbot of Tianchan Temple used to hold a butcher's knife!"

Qiu Yuqin said with a charming smile, she had learned a little bit about Wu Wu's past from Mu Xuerou, and knew that this person was not a good person.

"Princess Jiyue, this poor monk has something to ask for, and I hope it will be convenient for you."

After reciting the Mantra of Rebirth, Monk Wuhe stood up and expressed his purpose for coming.

"Are you here for the dead soldiers of Wangchuan in Youdu City?"

Jiyue guessed Wu Ke's reason for coming. After all, the other party has nothing to do with the war in northern Xinjiang, but they traveled thousands of miles to come here. It must be something important. Chuan died.

"Also ask the benefactor to inform the whereabouts of those people!"

Wu Ke's attitude is very sincere, he really came this time for those who died in Wangchuan.

Not because of the Tomb King City, but because of the son of Nangong who died for himself.

The Wangchuan family is different from ordinary families. The male is born with the surname Nangong, while the female is named Mu. The son of Nangong who died in his place can be said to be the young master of the Wangchuan family.

Since I have replaced the identity of others, I should bear the karma of others.

Those dead soldiers of Wangchuan in Youdu City are pure dead soldiers of Wangchuan, and they should not die innocently.

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(Master Wuke: Amitabha! The poor monk has not used the butcher's knife for many years... God!)

(End of this chapter)