Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 243 Cannibalization
Ordinary martial artists don't have the habit of carrying bows and crossbows.

Because for martial arts masters, the power of ordinary bows and crossbows is limited, especially after entering the Soul Yuan Realm, the bows and arrows in the hands of martial artists who have not learned advanced archery skills, or have not awakened the bow and arrow martial soul are not lethal at all. , with little effect.

But the army is different, especially the royal family of Yunlan Kingdom, who have suffered from zombies. Not only did they dispatch a large number of elite soldiers to Wuhuangdao for treasure hunting this time, each soldier also carried a large number of crossbow arrows.

These crossbow bolts are used to deal with ordinary zombies.

At this time, a search team of ten people in light armor and each holding a bow and arrow walked into a forest.

The captain was a young man around 30 years old. He reached out and touched the mark on the big tree in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"The treasure hunting team from Fengshen Academy has just passed through this forest. If we encounter them in a while, remember not to reveal our identities."

"Don't worry boss, who can compare to us in terms of secrecy?" an archer said with a chuckle.

The ten people continued to move forward, and the captain quickly entered the depths of the forest according to the marks left on the tree, but as he went deeper, he found that the forest in front of him was getting denser and denser, and the dense bushes almost blocked the road. Every step is extremely difficult.

"Boss, there seems to be something wrong, those boys from Fengshen Academy, where did they go?"

The captain stopped, looked at a newly engraved mark on the tree beside him, frowned, and reconfirmed that the mark was indeed left by one of his own people.

"Look again, the sign is correct, maybe it is to avoid those living dead, so I took this road."

The ten people moved forward slowly, and after walking more than 100 meters, a big tree with half of its bark appeared in front of it.

"Boss, there seem to be words on the tree."

"Go and see what's written."

The writing on the tree was very small. A team member walked over, looked at it with enough eyesight, and read out what he saw.

"The black-armored iron guard, the place where he was buried..."

"careful!"

The four berserk forces descended on the team member almost at the same time when he just uttered the word 'land'. This martial artist with the seventh level of Soul Origin Realm was smashed into pieces before he even had time to say a word. A pile of minced meat.

At the same time, around the remaining nine people, dozens of terrifying vigor smashed towards them like tumbling waves. Some of these forces came from the trees above their heads, some came from the grass on both sides, and some Coming from behind, it blocked all the surrounding space, like a thunderbolt.

This ten-member team is a black-armored iron guard who has experienced hundreds of battles. Their strength is around the seventh or eighth level of the Soul Origin Realm. The captain is also a tenth-level martial artist. This kind of strength cannot be underestimated in any place in Yunlan Kingdom. However, under the berserk attacks from all directions, their resistance was so weak that they were smashed to the ground before they even had time to release their martial souls.

"you……"

Except for the most powerful captain, all the other nine people were killed in one blow, before even sending out a signal for help, the only surviving captain had countless bones in his body broken, the desire to survive and the unwillingness in his heart supported him. Die immediately.

"Your plans are exposed."

A young face appeared in the captain's sight, and then he heard the other's voice.

"So, you all have to die, don't worry, you're not the first, and you won't be the last."

Click!

The young man stretched out his right hand and broke the captain's neck without hesitation.

……

……

Song Yuanbiao stood on a mountain top, staring at the crystal ball in his hand, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The crystal ball densely gathered thousands of light spots, many of which had stayed in place for a long time, which meant that it had been abandoned, or the owner had died.

Regardless of the ending, Song Yuanbiao would not care. With the huge temptation of the Emperor Wu's treasure, he believed that all living people would desperately approach the center of the deserted island.

More than 3 masters of various sects and families, even if they lose against hundreds of thousands of undead and those terrifying mutant beasts, they will not lose too badly. He doesn't need to worry about someone giving up halfway. horrible.

"Cutting the weeds means getting rid of the roots. After this siege, the Second Prince should no longer have the strength to fight against the First Prince."

Song Yuanbiao looked at the gray forest in the distance and thought to himself.

"My lord, there is no news about the four black-armored squads so far, do you want to send someone to look at them?" A young general came over and asked.

"What direction is it?"

"eighteen."

"All missing in one direction?"

"Yes, my lord."

Song Yuanbiao looked down at the crystal in his hand, where dozens of light spots hadn't moved for a day.

"No. 18... is the treasure hunting team of Fengshen Academy, but I have been unable to contact you?"

The young general nodded: "It's been a day, and there is no news."

"Send a squadron to take a look, be careful, don't startle the snake."

"Yes!"

Behind Song Yuanbiao, a thousand elites of the palace and a thousand black-armored iron guards were waiting in formation, and another thousand men had already been scattered everywhere.

As the commander of this operation, Song Yuanbiao did not advance rashly. He monitored the direction and speed of each treasure hunting team through the crystal ball, and always kept a distance of about ten miles from them, and there were more than a dozen Wujijing around them Expert patrols, there is no need to worry about someone discovering the existence of their army.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it is discovered.

Anyone with a little brain can guess that the royal family and the three major sects must dispatch more than a hundred people. As long as their ultimate purpose is not revealed, the outcome cannot be reversed.

Song Yuanbiao is full of confidence in the loyalty of the scouts he sent out to monitor the movements of the major families.

They are all dead warriors of the royal family, and each of them has a fang in their mouths. Once they are accidentally caught, they will commit suicide immediately. But what Song Yuanbiao didn't expect was that Mo Lin, in order to avenge the slap in the face that day, committed suicide in the Under the premise that Lao Qi didn't know each other's strength, he slapped his fangs out with a single slap, and the next series of attacks made Lao Qi helpless, losing all his teeth and sealing his fangs. From the beginning to the end, Maimen didn't give him any chance to commit suicide, and the forced confession at the end was even more ingenious, prying his mouth open with ease.

There are 100 people in a squadron, which is exactly the same as the number of other treasure hunting teams. As long as you take off your armor, you will not reveal your identity no matter where you go.

However, since this team consisted of a first-level Wuzong expert and 99 elite members of the palace, since entering the woods, nothing has been heard from them.

Song Yuanbiao, who received the report, knew that something had happened.

"Let Song Yun come and see me."

(End of this chapter)