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Chapter 139 Chapter 0134: Catching a turtle in a urn, a fish slipping through the net [Please subscribe] [Update II]

Xiong Dazhuang, who had escaped, secretly wiped his cold sweat.

As a warrior born in Cangzhou Prefecture, he naturally recognizes the people of those sects.

Including the two great martial artists who led the team.

The group of warriors from the Menhe sect in front of them came from the other side's general lineage, and there were more than 200 people.

And behind the team, there were dozens of monks wearing embroidered scarves who were watching eagerly.

It doesn't look easy to mess with.

In my heart, I was also afraid of Menshan Ying.

There is no way to tell that there must be help from a big boss above this Menshanying.

Originally, he was thinking of delaying it for a while after returning to the branch, unwilling to pay compensation.

Now Xiong Dazhuang decided that it would be better to reduce big things to small things.

It was fitting that he should let out blood this time.

Not to mention how happy Xiong Dazhuang was in his heart.

Qiu Wengui and other monks at Wanglu Peak on the left were not so lucky.

Surrounding them were some Yanyu warriors and the Xiaoyaochang monks from Shimen, the provincial governor of Hebei Province.

Those Yan Yu warriors were the elite garrison troops under the command of Liu Wenda, a Qianhu household in Shimen Mansion.

The realm is not very high, generally between body tempering and bone strengthening.

But he is good at fighting in military formations. After forming a formation, he can make all the soldiers become one and condense the energy and blood of the military formation.

So the first thing they did when they arrived was to block all directions with the strong energy of military formation.

The pale square cage covers an area of ​​300 meters in radius.

The tyrannical momentum of the warrior soldiers made Qiu Wengui and his dozen or so monks secretly frightened.

The elite garrison troops of the provincial government are no small matter, and they are definitely not comparable to the soldiers of ordinary prefectures.

This Liu Wenda was also nicknamed Liu Tiexue, and he was known for his toughness among the provincial garrison officers.

He was extremely disgusted with foreigners and those bastards who worked together in collusion.

The Nianxing Pavilion where Qiu Wengui is located is only a monk force in Cangzhou.

The two are unrelated.

Neither Liu Wenda nor the monks from Xiaoyao Factory from the provincial government would let them go.

"A few..."

"This...this is a misunderstanding..."

Facing the siege, there is also the blockade cage constructed by the military formation's aura.

The bald old man Qiu Wengui suddenly panicked.

He no longer has the same air as before.

The dozen or so monks he brought silently retreated, and finally gathered together back to back.

"Misunderstand?"

"Hehehe."

"Your Excellency, as a Tianqing monk, is colluding with foreigners."

"Sad, deplorable, hateful!"

"He deserves to be killed!"

Liu Wenda sneered and said, the word "kill" was bitten very hard by him.

I saw Qiu Wengui with a sneer on his face and was about to explain something.

Liu Wenda, who was standing in the military formation, waved his hand first.

All the sergeants pulled away the black cloth behind them and set up ferocious military crossbows.

The sharp three-edged arrow glowed dimly in the shade of the trees.

This kind of military crossbow made of animal sinew is extremely powerful, and its first round of kills within a short distance even exceeds that of foreign firearms.

The accompanying monks from Xiaoyao Factory all cast spells with expressionless faces, or used magic weapons and talismans.

The cold killing intent made the monks of Nianxing Pavilion who were trapped inside frightened.

Qiu Wengui's expression changed several times.

His mind was sharp and he could feel the actual murderous intention of the people in front of him.

I knew in my heart that there was no room for change in this matter.

There was no hesitation, almost at the same time as the soldiers raised their crossbows.

He patted the small brocade bag at his waist with one hand and took out a shiny bead in the blink of an eye.

This bead released a hazy light, covering his whole body.

It turned out to be a defensive talisman that seemed to be of high quality.

"Everyone wishes for his own good luck!"

Qiu Wengui shouted loudly.

Relying on the orb to protect his body, 32 seven-inch long black meteor nails flew out from behind him and drilled towards the Gang Qi cage above in a spiral manner.

Like a violent whirlwind, it looks unstoppable.

The next moment, a hundred crossbows fired.

There were more than 200 crossbow arrows fired at the center.

The monks in Nianxing Pavilion were instantly strung into bloody gourds.

A few monks resisted for a moment, but they were also seriously injured. Before they could take a breath, a barrage of fire bullets, ice spikes, wind blades and other magical attacks swarmed them, completely strangling them.

Those powerful arrows hit Qiu Wengui's protective body, causing it to shake violently.

Then several more flowing flying swords thrust forward with great power.

In just the blink of an eye, that protective layer was shattered.

Qiu Wengui's shoulder had a bloody hole.

It was only a few inches away from penetrating his neck, causing him to lose his soul.

If the light hadn't deflected the edge of the sword when it shattered, he would have perished long ago.

He didn't care about the bleeding wound on his shoulder.

In the critical situation in front of him, even he, a monk in the out-of-body realm, would not be able to escape the end of destruction if he was not careful.

Therefore, he decisively bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his spiritual thoughts poured out like a tide.

The ground not far in front of him immediately rose up, and thick and tough vines sprouted out, and then quickly intertwined together, eventually turning into a huge and thick vine wall.

The scope of this technique is very wide.

After the operation was completed, Qiu Wengui's face couldn't help but become a little pale.

After a short delay, the sergeants put on the second crossbow bolt.

The Nianxing Pavilion monks who were traveling with him had all been wiped out.

Fortunately, at this time, the "drill" made of 32 black meteor nails broke through the Gangqi cage.

More than a dozen black meteor nails on the outside fell to the ground dimly.

This made Qiu Wengui feel a dull pain in his heart.

This is a Gang Qi prison set up by more than [-] garrison elites. If you want to break free alone, you have to pay a price.

Without hesitation, Qiu Wengui's whole body glowed with light, and his surging spiritual thoughts lifted him up.

He suddenly rose to a hundred meters in the sky, and then he tapped the small brocade bag on his waist again, and the shuttle that came from suddenly appeared and grew bigger again.

He hurriedly got into the shuttle, but he was still hit by several fire bombs and two flying scythes.There were several more wounds on his body.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

Faced with this level of siege, even if Qiu Wengui had some ingenious methods, it was too late to use them.

The top priority is to escape from this place as soon as possible.

After entering the shuttle, Qiu Wengui not only overdrawn his energy, blood and spiritual energy, but also suffered serious injuries himself.

Although the physical bodies of monks in the Out-of-body Realm are better than those of ordinary people, they are far inferior to those of warriors of the same level.

As soon as he entered the shuttle, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

But he still didn't dare to stay, so his mind was sent to the shuttle without any money.

The entire shuttle flashed and flew towards the outside of the mountain.

Suddenly, a large net emitting green light flew up from below.

It rushed toward the shuttle with all its might.

Kankan passed by the rear.

Although it failed to cover the shuttle, there was some damage to its surface.

Originally, Qiu Wengui's shuttle was not known for its speed.

The speed of empty travel is only about three or four hundred miles per hour at most.

Converted into kilometers, the speed is only one or two hundred kilometers per hour.

Barely similar to early piston aircraft.

Rosen, who was observing secretly, shook his head.

When he arrived, Qiu Wengui flew at a speed similar to that of a galloping horse in order to save his spiritual energy.

For air vehicles, such speed can be described as "slow".

It's just that flying in the air, without the dangers of the terrain, is always more efficient than riding a horse.

At this time, after the shuttle was damaged, it could only reach a maximum speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

This speed is already the limit that he can reach by activating his divine thoughts with all his strength.

The kind of shuttle and flying boat that can travel hundreds of miles in an instant is not something he can have.

Even now, his spiritual consciousness cannot last long.

Qiu Wengui planned to fly dozens of miles away before escaping by land!

He was running for his life without noticing that a small reconnaissance drone was spraying cyclones and hanging several hundred meters behind the shuttle.

Two kilometers away, there were three blurry figures following the shuttle and leaving Ma Tui Mountain.

……

In addition to the ambushes on the left and right, there was also a group of troops who launched an attack on the foreigners in the middle.

This team is composed of elites from the Menhe Sect and the Shimen garrison.

There were three to four hundred warriors, led by three hundred households from the garrison and five great warriors from the Menhe Sect.

There were also thirty or forty monks from Xiaoyao Factory.

In front of these foreigners were also ushered in the group of bandits who came out in full force.

The leader was obviously Song Youjian.

Viscount Guillermo was so frightened that his eyes changed color.

Black wings suddenly appeared from behind it, and it roared loudly in the English language.

"withdraw!"

"Disperse and break out immediately!"

Anyone with a sound mind should understand that the current situation is already out of control.

Running away is the right answer!

Those soldiers couldn't escape, but they, the real vampires, still had a chance to escape.

After Guillermo finished shouting, his figure turned into a ball of black smoke and exploded as soon as he flew into the air.

Then a large number of bats emerged from the black smoke, and they flew away in groups.

Other vampire officers also used their own methods.

Those second-striped vampires have not yet transformed into bats, so they can only break out in a certain direction with their wings covered in blood.

There was chaos at the scene.

It was not only vampires who tried to fly away, but also those bat-headed blood servant monsters.

The remaining less than [-] foreign soldiers could only raise their guns and shoot in panic.

Black powder bullets do not burn sufficiently, leaving a large amount of smoke behind with each shot.

This made the scene even more chaotic.

Facing the fleeing vampires, the monks from the Menhe Sect, Shimen Garrison and Xiaoyao Factory were well prepared.

The Gang Qi Cage, the Star Dou Formation, the Door Closure Net and other means were all summoned.

In an instant, brilliance circulated in the sky nearby.

72 stars shine brightly, forming a talisman and pressing down horizontally.

Let the vampires who turned into bats suddenly fall to the ground.

It seemed like he was under some kind of heavy pressure.

The Gate Lock Network uses each disciple of the Gate Gate Sect as a node to connect with each other, making it difficult for low-level vampires and blood servant monsters to break free. After falling to the ground, various martial arts will beat them into a pulp.

And the Gang Qi prison covers all directions, ensuring that no fish slips through the net.

This series of measures completely eliminated the possibility of the ghost guy escaping.

The bandits led by Song Youjian have become a foil.

But it doesn't matter, they are not the main force.

Accompanied by ups and downs of screams.

The overall situation here has been decided!

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