The half-step Grandmaster was finally half a step behind, and Mo Luo couldn't be as restrained and restrained as Wu Jian. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Standing opposite Mo Luo, Wu Jian looked like an ordinary passerby, but his previous relaxed face gradually became grim with the vision brought about by the leakage of Mo Luo's strength.

Moro was a little tougher than he thought.

With a loud shout, the sound was like a thunderbolt, Mo Luo let go of the bowstring, and as his bowstring was released, Mo Luo, who had just been swelling up, quickly dried up again, just like an inflatable doll that had been pulled out of the valve core, he gasped for breath, his body shook a little, and he had to bow to the ground to stand firmly.

The first three cloud-piercing arrows were shot, and as soon as the arrows were off the string, they had disappeared, and when they reappeared, they must have reached the critical point of the targeted, but today, this arrow was flying so slowly in the air, as if it was being held by a person, and it was slowly walking towards Wu Jian.

Wu Jian seemed to take a small step to the side, as if he could avoid this purple cloud-piercing arrow.

If you are not a party, you naturally don't know the mystery, and if you don't reach that level, you can't imagine what the confrontation between this level is all about.

Mo Luo's cloud-piercing arrow has been locked on the target's qi machine since it opened and aimed, and any disorder of the qi machine will attract a more intense attack. In the Luoying Mountains that year, Li Zhi and Zuo Lixing fought each other, and they worked hard in an instant, but in the end, one was seriously injured and died, and the other was lingering for three years.

Mo Luo has not yet stepped into the realm of the Grandmaster, but the Blue Sea Tide Technique he has practiced is very powerful, coupled with his unique Cloud Piercing Bow and Cloud Piercing Arrow, even in the face of the Grandmaster, he is not without the strength to fight.

In the face of Mo Luo's arrow, even Wu Jian couldn't dodge, let alone avoid it, so he could only choose to take it hard.

He raised the cup in his hand, the wine he had drunk in it, and the shiny golden cup was aimed squarely at the slow-moving purple cloud-piercing arrow.

The arrow cups were connected, there was a thunderclap, Wu Jian's long sleeves flew, his long hair floated straight back, and the huge imperial tent was rolled up directly from the ground in this loud noise, and flew into the air.

Moro straightened up and spat out a mouthful of blood, then another mouthful, and as a mouthful of blood spurted out, his figure looked tall and plump again. Staring at Wu Jian's eyes, they flashed like wolves.

The arrow and the wine glass did not really come into contact with each other, and the purple cloud-piercing arrow changed its previous slow posture at this time, spinning at high speed, emitting a sharp chirp, and a purple flame at its tail trembled slightly, bent on penetrating the invisible barrier in front of it. Wu Jian also lost his previous calmness, and the wine glass in his hand was also spinning, which was very strange to maintain the same rate as the purple cloud-piercing arrow.

Seeing Mo Luo's mouthful of blood spurting out and his gradually ruddy face, Wu Jian couldn't help but sneer: "Mo Luo, you are really good to Luo Yishui, and you actually fought with your life." Even this kind of evil martial arts have been used, but your martial arts cultivation is already about to reach the extreme, even if you use this evil method, how much can you increase your skills, not to mention, how much power do you have left now? ”

Mo Luo didn't say much, he raised his Cloud Piercing Bow, and in the long whistle, he pounced on Wu Jian like lightning.

Seeing that Mo Luo didn't care about life and death, Wu Jian's face also changed slightly, and he could no longer stand still as if nothing had happened, his body swayed slightly, and the whole person had turned into an afterimage, flashing in the air.

A golden light, a purple light, chasing back and forth in the camp of the Tiger Army. From time to time, there would be a thunderous roar, and with each roar, tents would be rolled into the air, torn into strips of cloth, and flying down from the sky.

It's the middle of May, but it's snowing here.

Since Luo Yishui made that decision, the whole person has completely relaxed, for him personally, this life is undoubtedly a failure, but in the current situation, in front of the lives of tens of thousands of brothers, he feels that he has won again.

Revenge, although it is not avenged by oneself, but the biggest enemy will eventually fall in front of him. It's a bit of a pity, but it's already a good result.

Three years ago, he chose to give up the front rebellion for the stability of Da Yue, and left alone, three years later, he saw that the Yue country, for which he had paid great sacrifices, not only did not get better, but became more and more chaotic, getting worse and worse, so he decided to do it himself. For selfishness, he can get revenge for the whole clan, and for the public, he wants to save the people of Dayue from fire and water.

From the beginning of the plan to the current dilemma, it only took half a year.

Up to now, Luo Yishui finally understands that he is really only suitable to be a general, not a marshal who can plan the overall situation, compared to Li Zhi, Wu Jian, and even Qin Feng, who is even a hairy boy, he is not a little worse than a star in grasping the overall situation and planning.

In that case, that's it.

After living in Taiping City for more than two years, the wealth and happiness of the people there left a deep impression in his heart, and wasn't that the result he had always wanted to pursue? If this world is handed over to Qin Feng, it can make the people of Dayue become truly rich, and they can straighten up in front of the other three kingdoms, and proudly say that I am a Dayue person, then what does it matter if he leaves again?

He has guarded the border for Yue Guo for many years, and this is the home and people he has always guarded!

He slept very comfortably, no longer had the anxiety and worry he had before, he did not have that bloody nightmare again, in the dream, he and the Moro brothers were boating on the blue sea, the breeze was blowing, the sea water was surging lightly, the big birds were flying softly in the blue sky, the bow of the boat was fishing, and the cabin was drinking.

A loud bang jumped him out of his dream, and as soon as he jumped up, he rushed out of the door, and saw Chen Ci running in his direction with a panicked face.

"What's going on?" Luo Yishui asked in surprise.

"General, there was a sudden chaos in the Tiger Ben camp, and there were bursts of thunder, and it seemed that two big masters were fighting." Chen Ci said.

"Let's go!"

The two of them stepped on the city like flying, and when they saw that purple light and another golden light flying back and forth in the sky above the Huben camp, Luo Yishui's face immediately turned pale and shouted: "It's junior brother, he went to find Wu Jian!" ”

It wasn't until this moment that Luo Yishui reacted, and when he broke up with Mo Luo, Mo Luo said something inexplicably:

If only Wu Jian died!

If Wu Jian died, the Tiger Ben army would be leaderless, and it would be chaotic immediately, and as soon as the Tiger Ben army was in chaos, they would launch a counterattack, defeat the Tiger Ben army, solve the current crisis, and then confront Qin Feng, so that the situation they faced would be at least much better than now.

However, Wu Jian is a grandmaster! How could Moro have succeeded in assassinating him?

Looking at the purple light that was getting dimmer and dimmer, Luo Yishui roared, and just wanted to jump onto the battlements, his shoulders tightened, but he was held down tightly by Chen Ci.

"General Luo, you can't go." Chen Ci said firmly.

"If I don't go, my junior brother will die." Luo Yishui yelled.

"If you go, he will still die, and he will add you!" Chen Ci said sharply. "In the enemy camp, there is not only one Wu Jian, but also Kang Qiao, the peak of the ninth level, and many worship masters, even if you go, what can you do?"

"Gather the army, attack with the whole army, and fight with them!" Luo Yishui's eyes were blood-red, and he obviously lost his mind.

"General!" Chen Ci dragged Luo Yishui to the wall, pointed to the enemy camp in the distance, and said loudly: "Take a good look, what is the shape of the Tiger Ben army camp, but what about the Tiger Ben soldiers, why didn't they line up and help Wu Jian to besiege and kill Mo Luo, where are they, where are they?" ”

At this moment, the camp of the Tiger Ben Army has completely changed, from time to time there will be a big tent that is swept into the sky, shattered, and even a fire is burning, but under the bright lights, there is no figure of the Tiger Ben Army.

"Wu Jian must have calculated that Mo Luo was going to assassinate him, so the Tiger Ben Army should have already laid an ambush at this moment, if we rush out of the city, we will definitely be ambushed." Chen Ci said. "If this happens, all our calculations will come to naught, not only will tens of thousands of brothers be finished, but even your great revenge will not be avenged."

Listening to Chen Ci's words, Luo Yishui's whole body trembled violently, looking at Chen Ci, he said: "Chen Ci, what Qin Feng wants is nothing more than my army, so it doesn't matter if the head of this army is me, you can also take it, I can't watch my junior brother die like this, he went to assassinate Wu Jian for me." ”

"Tens of thousands of brothers here, all because of you." Chen Ci held Luo Yishui tightly and looked into the distance: "Moreover, even if you go now, it's too late." ”

In the distance, a bright purple light flickered in front of their eyes for a few moments, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

"Senior brother!" Luo Yishui shouted.

In the Huben military camp, Wu Jian looked a little embarrassed at the moment, the clothes on his body were torn into strands, his hair and crown flew somewhere, the golden cup in his hand had already been twisted and deformed, and opposite him, Mo Luo's situation was even worse, half-kneeling on the ground, and there was almost no good place on his body.

Staring at Mo Luo fiercely, Wu Jian's voice changed his tone a little, he was very angry, he originally thought that a simple battle was so difficult, and Mo Luo's strength was greatly beyond his expectations.

"Help, ask your senior brother for help, shout, call Luo Yishui to rescue you, doesn't he still have tens of thousands of troops?" Wu Jian said ruthlessly.

Mo Luo coughed, and actually laughed: "Do you want me to ask for help, okay, to fulfill this wish of yours." ”

He stood up with difficulty, picked up the blue cloud-piercing arrow that had fallen beside him, and put it on the cloud-piercing bow, the arrow pointed far into the sky, and barely pulled half of the bowstring, and the arrow roared straight into the air, and Mo Luo, at this moment, flew up.

The blue cloud-piercing arrow roared in the air, dragging a long blue tail light, burning, and suddenly turned downward, but Mo Luo flew straight up, facing the cloud-piercing arrow he shot.

The blue arrow light entered from the top door of Mo Luo, penetrated down, and with a bang, Mo Luo's whole person exploded into a piece of flesh and blood in the air, and fell one after another. (To be continued.) )