The true meaning of this gesture is only known to the inner disciples of the Armored Sect. The outer disciples who have only learned some superficial techniques, such as ordinary Wei soldiers, do not know it. They only know the retreat signal of the army.
Although Long Yangjun is not a disciple of the Pijia Sect, he has a good relationship with the head of the Pijia Sect and the current general of Wei, so he knows about it.
In addition to being a favorite, a swordsman, and a strategist, Long Yangjun is also known as a diplomat. He often goes on missions, and his communication skills are quite good. He can be called the male version of a social butterfly, a very serious kind.
Among the favored ministers of the King of Wei, who in Wei State dares to think wrongly? Among the six countries, those who dare to think wrongly have no special hobbies in that area.
As the eldest brother of the Armored Sect, Dianqing naturally understood the meaning of this gesture. He was very conflicted in his heart, but he did not dare to show it at all, for fear that Cheng Qiao and the others would see the flaw. However, looking at Long Yangjun's stern eyes, he finally followed Made the same gesture.
Cheng Qiao and the other three are humans, not gods, and they can't read minds. They really didn't see the real meaning. They thought Long Yangjun and Dianqing were going to fight with them to the death, and they were just backing them up.
Cheng Qiao is a good leader, and he even warned: "You two, be careful."
Xuanjian and Yinhuan nodded with some emotion. What is your identity? You actually expressed concern for the safety of these killers...
"superior!"
Cheng Qiao shouted coldly and with a thought, Yin Wu Lei swept towards Dianqing. Dianqing remembered Long Yangjun's instructions not to touch the black liquid and kept dodging.
Dianqing was as big as he was, but he was also nimble and couldn't be caught easily, so Cheng Qiao immediately split into five yin thunders, and black giant pythons jumped out of the Yin Pond and pounced on Dianqing from all directions.
Now the ceremony couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only swing his weapon to cut off and chop the incoming giant python into pieces. However, this purely physical attack had no effect on the Yin Wu Lei. If he wanted to offset the Yin Wu Lei, he could only use the Yang Wu Lei. He Wu Lei Zhengfa can do it perfectly.
Other powers, even if they have similar attributes to Yang Wu Lei and Wu Lei Zhengfa, cannot be perfectly offset and will be eroded to some extent.
Before the broken python hit the ground, it condensed into shape again in mid-air under Cheng Qiao's control, and transformed into dozens of long black snakes that pounced towards the ceremony.
There were too many of them, and the ceremony could not be stopped at close range. The cold black snakes landed on the body of the authority and swam quickly, some restraining the neck, some restraining the arms, some restraining the waist, and some restraining the thighs.
The most frightening thing is that it breaks into thin snakes the size of earthworms and rushes directly towards the mouth, nostrils and other places of the ceremony. If it succeeds, the ceremony will be over in a short time.
This way of using Yin Thunder is also a helpless move. The hard work of the ceremony may not be perfect yet, but the surface really has no gaps and is impeccable, and Yin Thunder cannot penetrate it.
"ah!"
Dianqing roared, and his internal strength and physical strength exploded together, directly shattering the black snake covering his body. The crushed ink snake fell into the yin pool like ink. The next moment, more sinister thunder swam along Dianqing's legs. The movement looks like a ghost claw from hell.
Bang, bang!
Dianqing stomped his feet heavily, coupled with the impact of internal force, the swimming thunder struck down, the thunder splashed everywhere, the earth sunk, and his body soared into the air, like a small mountain smashing into Cheng Qiao.
Cheng Qiao smiled slightly, stepped on Yin Lei, and easily dodged Dianqing's attack. Dianqing landed on the ground and swung his two swords, and slashed out with two thick blades. The force was fierce and powerful.
As soon as Cheng Qiao thought, a black wall stood in front of him. Two blades of sword energy hit the wall and blocked it. In an instant, it was corroded into nothingness. The next moment, huge black waves rose up from all directions around the ceremony and covered it at the same time. go.
Dianqing wildly waved his two swords, the swords flashed continuously, and the Yin Thunder flew. However, the Yin Thunder from all directions could not be defended at all. Most of his body was covered by the Yin Thunder, and in an instant he became a super black baby.
Countless Yin Thunders swam quickly and began to invade through the holes and gaps through which Dianqing communicated with the outside world. Dianqing quickly wanted to repeat the same trick, but this time the number was far from what it could be compared to before. Two-thirds of it fell, and there were One third remains on the body.
There is no way to celebrate. I can only tighten my muscles, hold my breath, and close my eyes. However, no matter how I do it, the holes and gaps will only shrink, not disappear.
In an instant, Jianqing felt his eyes, nose, ears, and buttocks all go cold, and the coldness was biting, followed by numbness, his strength quickly lost part of it, and he vaguely thought of giving up in his heart...
Dianqing was startled and quickly bit the tip of his tongue. The fishy taste bloomed in his mouth. The severe pain made his spirit perk up. Then he wildly waved his two knives towards Cheng Qiao's position, and several thick sword qi flew out.
Cheng Qiao weighed it up and felt that dodging would have less impact on controlling the Yin Thunder, so he dodged and used this short period of time to quickly escape from the Yin Pond's envelope.
Puff puff...
Black chains condensed by Yin thunder spewed out from the Yin pool. There were chains in all directions, forming a dragnet. Dianqing had tried his best to avoid it, but he still couldn't avoid them all.
If it is entangled, more Yin thunder invades the body, sucking bones from the inside and squeezing Sui, turbid the heart and will, and consumes vitality. The celebration will definitely not last long and will be over.
Cheng Qiao has no intention of killing Dianqing for the time being. Although Dianqing's status is not as good as that of Wei Wuji and Long Yangjun, he is still very valuable.
Killing is just a means. If you don't kill, you will have a chance to get greater benefits, then there is no need to kill.
At this critical moment, Long Yangjun finally managed to survive Xuanjian's sword and rushed to Dianqing's side. He kicked Dianqing so hard that he kicked the big guy out of the Yintan area.
Afterwards, the azure sword light dispersed like flowers and rain all over the sky, smashing all the black chains that came towards him and falling back to the Yin Pond. His body fell to the ground and stepped on the Yin Pond.
"Let's go!"
Long Yangjun shouted coldly, with a look of determination on his face. He must fight while he still retains some strength and the strange liquid under his feet invades his body in large quantities. Otherwise, he may not even have the strength to cover the retreat of the ceremony.
Blue blood and red heart, sword energy soaring into the sky!
puff!
Long Yang pressed his chest fiercely with his left hand, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted on the sword. The power poured out without reservation. The sword's intention stirred up the huge power of heaven and earth, and the azure color quickly enveloped Cheng Qiao, Xuan Jian, and the silver ring. Go in.
The next moment, a crimson light glowed in the azure space, and the sharp sword energy that blended azure and crimson in the field suddenly erupted, as dense as a plague of locusts. Wherever the sword energy passed, traces were left in the void. This offensive made Cheng Qiao They are not allowed to respond with all their strength...
Long Yangjun has already achieved this level. Dianqing is not stupid enough to live up to Long Yangjun's hard work. He glanced at Long Yangjun with tears in his eyes and quickly got up from the ground, ignoring the pain in his body. He ran towards the military camp in the southeast at full speed.
This desperate move of Lord Long Yang lasted for several breaths, and the area of dozens of meters was cut into pieces by the sword energy. There was no good place to be found, only Yin Lei was gathering together again.
Cheng Qiao was intact, but he was a little exhausted and his breathing was a little faster.
Xuanjian and Yinhuan didn't have that ability. Their defense was too low. Even if they tried their best to resist, they were still cut by fragments of sword energy. Their clothes were cut into pieces, like beggars, and their clothes were dyed red with blood.
Fortunately, although it was very embarrassing, it was just a skin injury. Apply medicine and recover for a few days and it will be almost healed.
Bang!
Long Yangjun's strength was basically exhausted, and his feet were eroded by Yin thunder again. His feet were so weak that he could no longer hold up. He fell heavily into the Yin pool, splashing Yin thunder, but the sword in his hand was still held tightly. tight……
"Sir, let's go after him." Xuan Jian looked respectful and saluted with his sword.
"It has taken several breaths, so I may not be able to catch up."
"Even if you catch up with Yi Dianqing's defense, it will still take you a long time to capture it. The distance there from the Wei army camp is not far, so there is no need to take that risk."
"Forget it, just run away. A ceremony can't affect the overall situation. What matters is whether Wei Wuji is dead or alive..."
Cheng Qiao glanced to the southeast and saw no ghosts, shook his head and said.
"This subordinate is incompetent, so please punish me."
Xuanjian and Yinhuan quickly knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads to apologize.
"I can't blame you. There is no need to do this. Get up."
"As the saying goes, everything depends on people, and success depends on God. No matter how detailed the plan is, there will always be uncontrollable factors. Whether Wei Wuji can survive depends on God's will."
Cheng Qiao waved his hand and said.
"Your Excellency is so reasonable!" Xuanjian and Yinhuan stood up and thought to themselves.
"Lord Xinling must be alive. The heaven and earth of Wei and his ancestors will protect him!"
Long Yangjun, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spoke.
Cheng Qiao didn't respond to Long Yangjun coming to join in the fun and only said one thing.
"Sooner or later, the world of Wei belongs to Qin, and the ancestors of Wei will also be ministers of Qin sooner or later."
After saying that, he ignored Lord Long Yang, lifted the Yin Lei, and issued the order.
"It's taken us long enough. Take him and retreat."
"Nonsense!" Of course Long Yangjun didn't recognize it and retorted.
"Here!"
Xuanjian and Yinhuan came to Long Yangjun and divided their work and cooperated with each other with perfect understanding.
Yinhuan was responsible for directly sheathing the sword, blocking the meridians, and forcing him to swallow the poison that suppressed his internal strength; Xuanjian then violently removed his jaw, tore off a large piece of Long Yangjun's clothes, and stuffed it into his mouth.
In the end, the two of them picked up the quiet Long Yangjun and left quickly behind Cheng Qiao.