Chapter 532: It's a Bureau
Suddenly, the sound of the shattering and crashing of ping-pong pong spread far away in this moonlit night, and there were loud shouting voices.
Most of these sounds are furniture smashing, and there are occasional voices of human ecstasy, such as "Haha, I found it!" ”
Then, there was the clashing of weapons and the screams of the monks.
It's just that all this happened in that temple.
At this time, the divine consciousness protection around the main hall was gone, and the situation in the hall was nothing to hide in Xiao Yi's divine consciousness.
I saw that the hall was full of red lacquered wooden boxes, but more than eighty percent of them had been smashed open by a rough explosion, and the contents were scattered all over the ground.
There are jade bottles and jade boxes, large and small, and some weapons, herbs, magic weapons, magic weapons, etc. are thrown on the ground, and some are turning around in the hands of many masked people.
Exactly the scuffle.
But if a person like Wang Xin looks at it coldly, he can see that although the flying sword is whistling, the magic weapon is flying wildly, or the palm power is incomparable, and the fist is cold, except for some minor injuries, none of them died.
It's a bureau.
Xiao Yi had already seen this situation at this time, and another man had also seen it.
can cultivate to the foundation building realm, this vision is not lacking.
They were still hesitating.
Inside the hall, four purple wooden boxes were held in the hands of the four monks of the Foundation Primal Realm, and each of them had four or five masked people beside them, some protecting, some fighting.
Wang Xin didn't care about the acting and fighting in the hall, but kept staring at Xiao Yi, and occasionally looked at Fang Baiming in the underground secret room of the hall.
Fang Baiming was still sitting cross-legged, his expression was indifferent, and there was no sign of letting go of his sealed hands.
He wasn't in a hurry, there were three things in his plan for tonight.
So, when Yat and the other masked man were ready to make a move, they were surprised to find that they were surrounded by people.
It was Fang Baiming's second hand that surrounded them, and a large number of people who rushed over from all directions surrounded Fang Mansion in four directions.
In each direction, there was a monk from the foundation realm leading the team, followed by a dozen black-clothed men with bows and arrows in their hands.
Of course, this is not an ordinary bow and arrow, and in the world of monks, it is impossible to expect such mundane weapons to hurt people.
The encirclement has been formed, and Xiao Yat and the masked man can either choose a way to rush out, or hide in a house somewhere to find an opportunity to escape.
This was exactly the strategy set up by Fang Baiming, all the plans were only to achieve one goal, to lure the opponent he was going to deal with around Fang Zhai.
Of course, the ideal thing is that they can also have more people and enter the Fang Mansion, in that case, he will be sure to catch them all and then implement the third step plan.
And now this situation is okay, but there will be a lot of changes, and it is not ideal.
So he's hesitating now, too.
As soon as his heart moved, a thought came to him.
"The things are in hand, let's go!" There was a burst of applause, and it came out from under a masked man's face towel.
"Bang, bang!" Two loud bangs.
Everywhere the wind passed, the two large wooden boxes piled together shattered into sawdust, mixed with the exclamations of the crowd and flew around, and the hall was even more chaotic.
With this shout, the other three masked men who had obtained the box also rushed to escape.
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There were many figures, flying swords were frequent, and most of the masked people had already risen into the air this time, and they all flew in the direction of the gate.
Xiao Yi and the other man were guarding the shadows on both sides of the gate of the house, and they didn't shoot at each other, not moving at all, waiting to see what happened, but in their divine senses, they had locked on the four masked people who had obtained the purple wooden box.
And the people who surrounded him from all directions had also set up a formation, blocking the three directions outside the gate of the Fang Mansion, and they were not in a hurry.
Xiao Yi sneered, secretly said Lao Tzu can kill a general among thousands of troops, are you still afraid of you chickens and dogs?
But no matter how much he gives himself prestige, the fact that he has fallen into the trap of others can't be erased, and he doesn't feel good in his heart.
It seemed that he could see that Wang Xin's pretty face was staring at him with two big eyes, and the cherry mouth that made him taste it was gently spitting out two words: "Idiot! ”
He was upset, and he wanted to rush in now, regardless of whether your horse was a trap or something, and then kill two evil spirits first.
But depressed is depressed, and he also knows that he can't be impulsive, especially when the other party obviously has a plan.
But even so, he was still interested in the treasure map, whether it was true or not, in his heart, it was a treasure that could cause trouble.
The people in this house can use it as a game, so in his Xiao Yi's hands, can An Zhi also make a game?
The people in the Fang Mansion were obviously from the Flame Sect, what they wanted Xiao Yi didn't know, and he didn't bother to ask, but he knew very well what he wanted.
A large group of masked men had flown over the wall......
Wang Xin's silver teeth were gritted, and her heart trembled slightly!
In the secret room, Fang Baiming's brows furrowed, ready to get up.
It seems that he is not going to use those crossbow arrows anymore.
In the shadows on the side of the street, Xiao Yi and the man who had not entered the Fang Mansion were ready to soar......
In the tunnels of the Fang Mansion.
The firing principle of those crossbow arrows is not complicated, this is not a pure magic circle, but a combination of formation and machine, which is enough to be clever.
Crossbow arrows of the same category are all set up with a common switch, which is controlled by the formation center, if the true qi is injected, it will trigger the formation under the wall, and the formation will send out power, push the bracket open, and the crossbow arrow will be fired.
In fact, you don't need a magic circle, you can also use some ropes to achieve it, but the difference in performance is much more complicated.
But in the world of monks, isn't that even more lofty?
The masked man who had stolen his belongings flew over the walls of the square house and reached the top of the street......
Wang Xin's heart instantly turned countless thoughts.
She didn't want Xiao Yat to fall into the siege of these masked men.
Now she was already very clear that the old man in red in the Fang Mansion was dealing with a person named Jade Silkworm Sect, and that young man in the middle stage of foundation building was obviously it.
Xiao Yat just didn't know what was going on and crashed into it.
Then as long as she moved her mind just now, those crossbow arrows would be sent out instantly without Fang Baiming's control, and the thirty or so masked people who were above the wall were afraid that they would die ugly.
But somehow she also thought of the blind man's words: "Merit! ”
Killing people obviously can't be covered up simply by punishing evil and promoting good, killing is killing, and it is a great sin, but she also forgot the few monks she killed before who wanted to be unruly to her.
Of course, in Wang Xin's place, there is no constant cognition, anyway, at this time, she didn't want to kill because the child in her womb didn't want to kill, so she gave up this opportunity, this opportunity to help Xiao Yi somewhat.
She was slightly relieved in her heart, and she paid more careful attention to Xiao Yilai.
Xiao Yat had already exploded under his feet, smoke and dust were rising, and his figure was like a firework that had been lit and rushed into the sky.