Go through with a plug-in

Chapter 128
"Master Wen, what are you doing here?!" Even in the midst of a million-strong army, Xiao Kuang remained calm and calm. Perhaps it was his mentality that led the soldiers under him to be extremely relaxed, and did not die at any time. This awareness.

"Let me feel the atmosphere of the battlefield and kill a few Turkic barbarians by the way." Wen Tao said with a relaxed smile. Naturally, he couldn't simply come up to kill people. The most important reason was for points.

After a few days of tasks, Wen Tao has already earned 2000 to [-] points, especially in the battle of Ximen yesterday, he turned the tide by himself and killed more than [-] Turkic soldiers in the thick smoke. Wen Tao was so happy that he didn't even bother to take care of his own injuries. He directly exchanged [-] points for elixir, and healed within an hour.

Xiao Kuang glanced at Wen Tao dubiously, but then shook his head, no matter what Wen Tao was thinking, he would not harm himself anyway, even Xiao Kuang reminded Wen Tao to be careful of the four guards in Mu Nuojia .

Hearing Xiao Kuang mentioning those four guards, Wen Tao couldn't help feeling emotional, wanting to compete with those four, perhaps because he had seen through Wen Tao's mind, Xiao Kuang stopped Wen Tao's actions.

"Master Wen, don't try to find those four people, and don't try to assassinate Mu Nuojia, they are hard to deal with." Xiao Kuang said solemnly to Wen Tao.

"Huh?" Wen Tao raised his eyebrows, expressing his confusion, but Neng Ran Xiao Kuang said that he would be difficult to deal with, at least he was someone with the strength of Wu Jiantong.

"The four of them, one mother and the same child, were brought out alone, and none of them were under Kudun. The four of them teamed up and used a joint strike. Even I dare not say that I was able to get away with it." Xiao Kuang's eyes widened as he spoke. There was a flash of nostalgia.

Everyone is not inferior to Kudun, even the four of them can't get away with Xiao Kuang together.

Wen Tao couldn't help guessing, but the fire in his eyes revealed Wen Tao's thoughts. Instead of retreating, he had a desire to fight.

However, this desire was quickly suppressed by Wen Tao, now is not the time to go his own way, the most important thing right now is to collect points.

Thinking of the points, Wen Tao's eyes flashed brightly, and he headed towards the crowded place to kill, even ignoring Xiao Kuang's shouts.

In the midst of thousands of troops, Ziqi Tianluo used it, and Wen Tao turned into a killing machine. Everywhere he went, there were corpses everywhere. The tyranny of Ziqi Tianluo can be seen.

Not only that, Ziqi Tianluo cooperates with No Trace for Thousands of Miles, the entire battlefield is completely controlled by Wen Tao, no matter whether you use swords, guns and sticks, no one can keep up with his speed.

After massacring nearly a thousand people in a row, Wen Tao's movements slowed down, and a smile appeared on the corner of Wen Tao's mouth as he watched the points gain another thousand points. Finally, [-] points can be exchanged for that thing.

The thing Wen Tao said is naturally the lower half of the Divine Illumination Sutra, the half of the Demonic Divine Illumination Sutra. If you don't go to the Nine Heavens Manual, it is also a good thing equivalent to pure Yang Wuji Gong.

"Are you sure you want to exchange [-] points for the second part of "Shen Zhao Jing"?"

Hearing the system's notification sound, Wen Tao couldn't help showing a relaxed smile. After exchanging the God's Light, the rest of his points are all earned, and he no longer has to go all out to kill people.After the massacres in the past few days, Wen Tao's state of mind has begun to change. No matter how much he recites the Qingxin formula silently, he can't return to the original state of meditation. This may be the disadvantage of using martial arts to enter the Tao.

"Confirm the exchange." Wen Tao gave an instruction in his mind, a golden light flashed, and a dilapidated scripture was placed in front of his eyes. Seeing this golden light, Wen Tao had a preliminary understanding of the Divine Illumination Sutra.

The Divine Illumination Sutra is naturally not as good as the Nine Heavens Sutra, and even compared to the golden light of the Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu, it is a little weaker, but it is definitely on par with the other items.

Even Beiming Shengong and Ziqi Tianluo are not as good as Shenzhaojing.

At this time, if someone looks down from the sky, they can find an interesting phenomenon.

The entire Xinghan Mansion is in the middle of a war, and there are people everywhere, crowded and fighting side by side, but there is a small place near the Turkic Central Army, but it is very empty, with only a blue figure standing in the middle, All the people who came into contact with the cyan figure walked around the road.

That figure is naturally Wen Tao, who has learned a complete set of Divine Light Sutra, Wen Tao's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, if he was only a little better than Liu Qingyi before, now he can match swordsmanship.

Especially after finishing studying the Shenzhao Sutra, a burst of arrogance emanated out, even among millions of troops, many people were still shocked by this arrogance, the first to bear the brunt was Xiao Kuang.

Xiao Kuang, who was leading the army to charge, suddenly felt a sense of war emanating from the Turkic army, and the long knife he was waving couldn't help but froze, and then his eyes were full of disbelief, he looked up at the Turkic army, and the blue figure was reflected fundus.

Xiao Kuang couldn't help being dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or jealousy. From the first time the two met, he was able to crush that person to death with one hand. Later, Wen Tao's development exceeded his imagination. There was a big battle, and by the way, he and the others were saved.

And now, he has gone one step further, this arrogance and fighting spirit, so excited Xiao Kuang has an urge to fight against it.

Forced to suppress this impulse, Xiao Kuang laughed loudly, swung the long knife in his hand, and immediately set off a bloody storm, looking at Wen Tao from time to time, revealing a hint of encouragement.

Then it was Kong Wen and others who felt Wen Tao's change. They were guarding Li Tai's side, and suddenly felt a sense of war coming towards them. Dare to be so arrogant.

Afterwards, this fighting spirit became extremely gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, which confused Kong Wen and the others, whether this person was an enemy or a friend, why did the fighting spirit change like this?

"Master Wen, it's Master Wen!" Liu Qingyi's eyes lit up, and he felt Wen Tao's breath in this fighting spirit.

"Wentao?!" Several people couldn't help exclaiming, they never thought that this fighting spirit would come from Wen Tao.

"That's right, it's the head of Wen." Kong Wen suddenly opened his closed eyes, and said softly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the puzzled eyes of Jiang Xiaoye and the others, Kong Wen explained: "From this fighting spirit, the old man felt the Taoist thoughts belonging to Sect Master Wen. I didn't expect that Sect Master Wen not only has amazing skills, but also Taoist cultivation. , is also rare in the world.”

Hearing what Kong Wen said, Jiang Xiaoye and the others couldn't help but feel moved. They saw Wen Tao's progress in martial arts. Although the progress was extremely fast, it was still within the acceptable range, especially when Wen Tao took out some pills from time to time. In their view, Wen Tao's strength is largely based on foreign objects.

However, after hearing what Kong Wen said, Wen Tao's cultivation base in Taoism is also rare in the world. They couldn't help being horrified. It is naturally impossible for Kong Wen to praise him so much. Jingren has a very good personal relationship, and Kongwen has the most say in this matter.

After a short period of surprise and shock, this group of people felt a strong sense of pride and pride. The Central Plains Wulin has produced another genius, and he is still on the right path. In the future, when facing the Demon Cult, there will be another helper.

"What?" The four identical-looking Turks beside Mu Nuojia spoke at the same time, their voices full of surprise.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the reactions of these four people, Mu Nuojia couldn't help but get nervous. It must not be a trivial matter that can surprise these four people.

"Report to Khan, a Central Plains man appeared in the army, with a high fighting spirit, and pointed at the four of us brothers." One of the four said.

Hearing this person's words, Mu Nuojia heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't aimed at himself, he immediately said: "Since someone else has come to your door, you should go and teach him a lesson."

Mu Nuojia's expression and tone were very relaxed, as if the opponent was just a small ant in the hands of these four people, and it would die if it was pinched.

But Mu Nuojia never expected that instead of moving, these four people showed a wry smile.

"Huh? But what's the problem?" Seeing the reaction of the four, Mu Nuojia immediately felt something was wrong and asked.

It was the same Turkic man who spoke just now, and said with a wry smile: "Khan, someone sent us a voice transmission just now, saying that if the four of us dare to attack that person, he will take your life, Khan." The Turkic smiled wryly. After finishing these words, he bowed his head in silence, for fear that Mu Nuojia would blame him.

"What!" Mu Nuojia was shocked. He was shocked not because someone said they wanted to assassinate him. After all, there were not a hundred people who said they wanted to assassinate him, but there were 99, but no one ever succeeded.

To Mu Nuojia's surprise, it was the Turkic who said that the man sent voice transmission to the four of them.

The four people can also transmit sound through the air, but only within a distance of ten feet. Beyond this distance, they feel powerless, not because of lack of internal strength, but because of lack of cultivation.

Those who can accurately find four people among the millions of troops and transmit them to them have at least reached that level. Thinking of this, the figure of a lama appeared in Mu Nuojia's mind. Compared with the lama, the person who transmits the sound is inferior , is also limited.

"Do you know who is the voice transmission?" Mu Nuojia's face changed several times, and finally said in a deep voice.

He can not care about others threatening him, but he must know who is threatening him.

"Forgive me for my incompetence, I don't know the origin of that person." The Turkic man lowered his head in fear, seeing Mu Nuojia's furious expression out of the corner of his eye, the Turkic man hurriedly said, "But my subordinate can guess a thing or two."

Hearing the words of the Turkic people, Mu Nuojia looked a little better, and said coldly: "Let's listen."

"Yes." The Turkic nodded, and then said: "As far as I know, there are only a handful of people in Tiannan who can reach that level, and among them, there are only two people who may come to Northern Xinjiang."

When the Turkic man said this, he paused for a while, and at the same time, it was to give Mu Nuojia a time to digest the information. Seeing Mu Nuojia's curious eyes, the Turkic man continued: "The two of them are Yanyun's cavalry. Two teams of soldiers."

Snapped!
Hearing the words Yanyun Tieqi, Mu Nuojia couldn't help tightening his hand on the chair, and the pear flower wooden chair was directly smashed by Mu Nuojia's palm.

"Yanyun iron cavalry, it's Yanyun iron cavalry again!" Mu Nuojia gritted his teeth and spit out the word Yanyun iron cavalry, his eyes were so cold that he could drip water.

"Go on!" Mu Nuojia tried to restrain her emotions and said coldly.

"Yes, the commander-in-chief of Yanyun Iron Cavalry's horizontal team is named Xiao Kuang, and the commander-in-chief of the column is named Nie Chuge. Both of them are famous people in Tiannan." Noga.

"How is it compared to Master Lama?" Mu Nuojia asked with a gloomy face.

"The cultivation level of my subordinates is still low, so I dare not speculate on the realm of Master Lama, but my subordinates can be sure that Master Lama will never lose against any of those two people." When it comes to Lama, Turkic people I couldn't help but feel a little excitement in my heart, and my admiration for the lama spontaneously arose.

Mu Nuojia lowered his head and took a deep look at the Turkic man, but the Turkic man was still immersed in the worship of the lama, and did not see Mu Nuojia's stinging eyes.

"Guess who it was that transmitted the sound just now." Mu Nuojia's voice had dropped to freezing point at this time, but unfortunately the Turkic still couldn't find out.

"According to my subordinates' guess, it's Xiao Kuang." The Turkic man thought for a moment before saying.

"Xiao Kuang, what a Xiao Kuang, I want to see how long he can go crazy." Mu Nuojia said angrily.

Just saying that, Mu Nuojia didn't give any other orders, even the four Turkic people were at a loss, and didn't understand what Mu Nuojia wanted to do.

The war lasted until noon, and the two sides called for gold and retreated, buried pots to make food, and smoke rose, and the Turkic soldiers eating dry food outside the city could only swallow their saliva, especially when the wind blew, blowing the aroma of the Xinghan Mansion to the Turks In the army, the strong smell of rice and meat came out, and all the Turkic soldiers were drooling, looking at the dry food in their hands, they felt dull.

"Who will tell me what's going on!" In the tent, Mu Nuojia's face was bulging with veins, and several generals knelt tremblingly inside the tent, without saying a word.

"Hasn't the food and grass in Xinghan Mansion been burned? Ah! What is Li Tai eating now? What is it?!" Mu Nuojia threw the golden knife in his hand in front of those generals, and smashed one of them. His head was bleeding, even so, the man didn't dare to reach out to wipe it off, but just knelt down on the ground, silent.

"Khan, the body is the most important thing." Seeing this scene, Kuton couldn't help comforting him.

"Physical? If you lose this battle, what do you need your body for?!" Mu Nuojia's tone was severe, but his face looked better. Perhaps because of Kuton's safety, Mu Nuojia calmed down a little.

"Call Mutu here." Sitting in front of the desk, Mu Nuojia waved his hand weakly and said.

"Khan, please see the wooden figure." The messenger came in with the wooden figure. This wooden figure was the only Turkic soldier who survived the burning of Li Tai's grain and grass camp that night.

Mu Tu didn't know what happened yet, he only thought that Mu Nuojia summoned him to fulfill his promise and to reward himself.

(End of this chapter)