Shooting

The deered trees were about to reach a point. The disciples of Jiyang Sect, who had not yet come back to their senses from the sudden blow of Yuanyang, had to lift up their pants and run down the mountain in panic.

"It's on fire, run!"

"Ahhhh!"

The prepared rolling stones were discarded, and all the giant trees were discarded, and the disciples of Jiyang Sect ran down the mountain in groups like chickens on fire in their nests.

The sound of trumpets sounded in the military camp. Chen Zimo rode a black horse, holding a long axe, and rushed out first. Behind him, the Nanxun Army was shouting and killing. The Nanxun Army was wearing a unified brown military uniform and looked at it from a distance, like a wave of mudslides, swallowing all the people in the martial arts world who had barely escaped down the mountain.

The east wind swept through the entire valley with flames, and Yiyang Valley, a five-mile-long one was instantly broken.

When Yao Xiong heard the news, he couldn't believe his ears, "What's going on? What's the casualties of the imperial army?"

"Return to the sect leader, the court army suffered very few casualties. They set fire to the mountain." The disciple who was passing the news was covered with ashes and looked very depressed. On the way to deliver the message, he was not sure if he was rubbed by the saddle, but he exuded Yuanyang without knowing it. In the future, his kung fu would be difficult for him to improve and he would never be able to become an inner disciple.

"Master, Master, save me!" At this moment, Yao Xiong's six disciples stumbled in and knelt on the ground holding Yao Xiong's legs, "Yuanyang, my disciple has vented Yuanyang!"

These six disciples are younger than Yao Xiong's son Yao Guang. They are a good material for martial arts practice. Since they started, they have made great progress and are about to break through the second level of Jiyang Liehuo.

"What's going on!" Yao Xiong was furious and grabbed his apprentice's collar and lifted him up.

"Master, I've also ejaculated." The seven disciples who followed were crying.

"Sect Master, we are also..." Several outer disciples who came to report the news looked at each other and spoke.

"Crack, boom--" Yao Xiong felt a bolt from the blue, slashing from the top of his head, causing him to go from the sky to the tip of his toes. So many disciples have ejaculated, that must be no surprise! Thinking about the fact that he had used breakfast in the morning, his body suddenly became hot and pulled his concubine to intimate with him...

"Despicable villain!" Yao Xiong slapped the table and smashed the eight immortal table of the sour jujube wood.

The disciples of Jiyang Sect use the Yang Locking Technique to suppress them all year round, so after the first yang suddenly ejaculates, there will be a period of weakness, either long or short. Now, almost all the sects have fallen into this state of sluggishness, and Chen Ziqi's army has attacked the foot of the mountain.

"Beat the drum!" Chen Ziqi was wearing a silver armor and pressed behind the formation. He raised his hand and signaled the drummer behind him to beat the war drum.

"Dong! dong! dong dong, dong dong!" The dull and powerful drum sound was like the drum beats of ancient hunting. The 80,000 troops scattered like a tide, firmly surrounding the entire Qingcang Mountain from eight directions.

The mountain where Jiyang Sect is located is called Qingcang, which is shaped like a giant pillar and points directly to the sky. There are no other small hills around it, just this one. The mountain is steep and the mountain road is narrow, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Chir!" The little red bird came out of the gap in the armor and looked around.

The armor was too heavy, and Dan Yi would be crushed when sleeping in her inner shirt, so she could only sleep outside. But Chen Ziqi, who was Dao Lin Jianyu outside, was worried, so he asked someone to inlay a mezzanine on his chest, so that the little guy could hide behind the heart protection mirror and watch the fun at any time.

"Do you think this mountain looks a bit like...that." Chen Ziqi smiled badly.

"Jiji!" Danyi made the sound of a young bird.

"Tsk, you actually said such vulgar words, which is insulting." Chen Ziqi sighed in disguise.

"Chir!" The little red bird turned around and pecked at him in dissatisfaction, only pecking at a piece of silver armor, making a sound.

One drum sets up the formation, two drums call the formation, and three drums charge.

The first drum was over, and the 80,000 troops surrounded Qingcang Mountain and were blocked. The whole audience was silent. There was no cold wind whistling in the mountains and forests, making a "whimpering" sound.

The Jiyang Sect, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, was broken through the dangerous barrier in a very short time. Now, there is only the last defense of Qingcang Mountain.

Deputy General Xunyang could not believe that in the eyes of ordinary people, the Jianghu Sect was an unshakable existence, and now he seemed to have attacked the lair without any effort!

The soldiers at the foot of the mountain found it incredible, and Yao Xiong on the mountain was even more difficult to accept. Who could drug the entire Jiyang Sect without knowing it, destroying the foundation of thousands of people!

"Shut up!" Yao Xiong's internal strength was lucky and shouted, "If you leak Yuanyang, you won't become a useless person. You have practiced "Tianyan Wanxiang Gong" since you were a child. Even if you don't have the internal strength of the Jiyang Fire Gong, you can still sweep the group of candids at the foot of the mountain!"

Calculated that the time was almost the same, Chen Ziqi raised his hand again.

The second drum sounded, and the entire army immediately rang out loud shouts of killing.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The simple and straightforward slogan was deafening with the sound of a spear hitting the shield.

"The people of Jiyang Sect obeyed the orders, and I came to strangle the rebels under the orders of the emperor. If you go out of the mountain by yourself, you will not blame them; those who resist stubbornly will be killed without any slightest!" Chen Ziqi used up his internal strength and spread these words throughout Qingcang Mountain. There is a move of the Dragon Roar magic skill called "Canghai Dragon Roar". After practicing it, Wuyin's unique move, Wuyin's smile, can shake people whose internal strength is lower than himself, out of internal injuries.

Of course, Chen Ziqi has not practiced it yet, so he can only use it to shout. The sound of the Dragon Roar Magic shouting is extraordinary, like the roar of a dragon Roaring a tiger, shaking the mountains and forests.

"Is King Jian's internal strength so high?" The disciple of Jiyang Sect standing on the high platform looked pale in fear.

"Go and report to the sect leader!"

The army was extremely excited, and the shouts grew stronger and stronger.

Chen Ziqi turned cold and spoke slowly, "beat the drum."

The three-way drum sounded and the attack began. The soldiers who were excited immediately rushed forward. They were all people who could not practice martial arts, and were bullied by martial arts people so that they could only join the army. Today, they could pick up the weapons in their hands to deal with the high-ranking martial arts masters, and their blood was boiling all over their bodies.

There were fortifications arranged on the mountain, and countless disciples of Jiyang Sect guarded it. The whole building was instantly trapped in a slash. The difficult attack on the mountain, from noon to sunset, blood flowed out from the cracks of the rocks, dyeing the fallen leaves and dead grass all over the mountain red.

"Boy, where can I escape?" A gust of wind came, and Chen Ziqi immediately clamped the horse's belly, and his body bent to one side like a strong bamboo blowing on the wind, barely avoiding the palm coming from the air.

Yao Xiong, wearing a black wide-sleeved uniform, stepped on the soldiers' heads and rushed to Chen Ziqi. Chen Ziqi kicked the saddle with one foot and turned up.

"Bang bang bang!" The two of them used hundreds of tricks in the air in an instant.

The strong and powerful Extreme Yang Fire Art is somewhat similar to the Danyang Magic Art, but it pays more attention to body refining than the Danyang Magic Art. Yao Xiong's muscles and beards are like copper cast iron, without any flaws. Every palm and punch he exerted was heavy, and Chen Ziqi felt that he was

If he stood on the ground now, he would have been rammed into the soil!

With a clever force to block Yao Xiong, Chen Ziqi pulled away and quietly shook the painful fist. Yao Xiong's martial arts skills are extremely high, and if he fights hard, he is no match for him, so he has to find a way quickly.

However, Yao Xiong did not give him a chance to think.

Capturing the thief first is the first reaction of the people of the Jianghu on the battlefield. With the peerless martial arts of thousands of men, as long as they kill the marshal, the team will naturally disperse.

The Fierce Fire Palm with the strong wind came straight, because of its extremely high internal force, and its whole body showed a qi like flames. Chen Ziqi stood there, not dodging or avoiding, as if he was scared to death.

Just as Yao Xiong approached, Chen Ziqi suddenly took action, the dead tree met the spring, and the dragon spit out water! A mouthful of hot eyes sprayed out instantly.

"Ha!" Yao Xiong shouted loudly, immediately retracted his internal force, changed his moves and swept his sleeves to block the poisonous water. He is worthy of being a master, and he is really quick enough to take action, but because of the blessing of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar, water still leaked into his eyes.

The leader of the Thousand Poison Sect's unique secret system is a hot eye. From peerless masters to peddlers and pawns, no one can escape the pain of needle-burning fire.

Yao Xiong immediately covered his eyes and screamed.

Chen Ziqi took the opportunity to escape and jumped to the distance in a few seconds, "Shot the arrow!"

The Soul-Chasing Arrow Team, hidden among ordinary soldiers, instantly stepped out of the line, surrounded Yao Xiong tightly in the middle, set a bow, and aimed.

"Stop them, don't kill them up the mountain!" At this moment, a riot sounded from behind. Chen Ziqi looked back and saw many ragged people rushing over with hoes and sticks.

"They are besieging the sect leader, go and save the sect leader!"

"The court raised by the bitch, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Chen Ziqi looked at the people in shock, not knowing what order to give. He was leading troops to attack Jiyang Sect and did not want to hurt the unarmed people.

"Brother Chang! Stop them, they are believers of Jiyang Sect!" In a jade pot dressed in a strong suit, he quickly jumped to the front of a group of people, shook off the silver whip in his hands, and threw down a row of people with a slap.

The Jiyang Sect is as harsh as women, as friendly as men. These men strongly support the Jiyang Sect, especially the various new rules announced by the Jiyang Sect to be king. These men's respect for the Jiyang Sect almost reached a fanatical situation. It is not enough to call it obedient to the people, and they seem to be a kind of devout believer.
Chapter completed!