In the forty-seventh year of Qi Guang's reign in the Great Zhou Dynasty, at the winter solstice, the year was cold, and snow was falling everywhere. The commander of the Ming Dynasty said, "The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest." This was considered auspicious, and he ordered various places in Kyushu to vigorously implement the new farmland decree, which would bring good fortune to the people.
Three hours ago.
Fangshui Street Lin's Villa.
Lin Mo was sitting at the head of the Beppu hall.
The rare golden sandalwood incense is burning on the incense table in the hall, which is similar to the smell of boiling tea and leaves, refreshing and refreshing.
In the past, half a piece of this spice, which was worth a hundred gold in the market, would never be used so extravagantly. However, no matter how refreshing the aroma was at this time, it could not dissipate the panic in everyone's hearts.
Tread.
There was a dense sound of footsteps.
Lin Fang walked quickly from the door and walked into the hall with a solemn look on his face, and slightly saluted Lin Mo.
"Manager Lin, we've probably figured out the situation outside."
"Uncle Fang is too polite. Just call me Junmo. Calling me steward is too polite." Lin raised his head, stood up straight, walked over, and said with a smile.
Naturally, Lin Fang would not be stupid and call him "Jun Mo". He just pretended not to hear and said with a solemn expression:
"The streets of Beppu Waifang Water Street have been cleared. Most of the vendors and pedestrians coming and going now should be from there, but the specific strength is not clear, and the back door seems to have leaked news for some reason, and there are also many whereabouts.
Suspicious person."
At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but frown.
"It's something that was expected. After all, this is someone else's territory. With such a big plan, it's impossible for such a big flaw to be left."
Lin Mo clapped his hands, without too much worry on his face.
"Are the evacuation routes ready?"
He turned around and asked.
It is easy to break through, but it is difficult to evacuate quietly. If you don't pay attention, you will be surrounded by the army. He will be able to escape when the time comes, but the group of Lin family disciples around him may not be so lucky.
"Since the mansion was built, the chief steward has personally found many escape routes. Among them, a stronghold has been secretly built in Linbei City. If he can really break out of the encirclement and mount a fierce horse, his subordinates will be 70% or 90% sure that they can leave the forest smoothly.
Yu."
Lin Fang opened his mouth and said.
Now the problem is just how to successfully break through Fangshui Street. Don't think too much, there must be an ambush outside the house.
"My subordinates believe that in this situation, if the troops are divided into two groups, there may be a greater chance of breaking out."
Lin Fang continued, observing Lin Mo's expression as he spoke.
"Well, there will be a raid later. Jun Yang and I will raid from the front door first. When you hear the noise, go to the back door. Form a team of five. Those with high levels and strong combat power will lead the team and respond to each other."
He nodded, then turned to look at Lin Junyang, and saw that he lowered his head slightly, and felt relieved.
"Well, if you break out first, you will be criticized by the public and you will be besieged..." Lin Fang was startled and spoke quickly, but was interrupted by Lin Mo raising his hand.
"I am in charge, listen to me. You go and gather everyone now. From now on, no one is allowed to be out of sight."
He picked up the Overlord Spear that was placed aside. The barrel of the gun was placed in front of him. His eyes moved, and finally the tip of the gun faced the sun. He waved it slightly in a circle and stood beside him.
"It's been a long time since I had a hearty battle. Is it the target of public criticism? Haha."
He sighed.
He casually took off his black-feathered armor, revealing a suit of black attire. Large solid muscles were exposed in the air, and the red scales were squirming as if they were alive.
He moved his neck slightly and made a crackling sound.
He stretched out his hand and waved to Lin Junyang, and the two walked out of the hall.
"Are you afraid?" Lin Mo asked.
"With you here, is it possible that you would still let me die?"
Lin Junyang's face was calm. After hearing this, the corners of his mouth raised, he looked at Lin Mo in surprise, and then said with a smile:
"Pay attention to the movement in the sky later."
Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully.
Phew!
An eagle's cry came from overhead, filling the sky with fear.
…
Fangshui Street.
At Lin's Villa, the long-closed paint-red solid door finally creaked and slowly opened.
Two figures stepped out, one behind the other.
The man in the lead had a rough face, a pair of arms and a heavy waist, a tall figure, and his dark hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and he was walking in front.
He held an exaggerated black gun nearly two meters long in his hand.
The gun trailed to the ground and made a muffled sound, which sounded extremely heavy.
The person behind him has an ordinary appearance, with long hair tied into a ponytail, an expressionless face, and an animal bone long bow slung behind his back.
The long street was still lively, like a lake, and there was no ripple caused by the entry of two stones.
Lin Mo glanced at the pedestrians and vendors hawking at the door as usual, and raised the corners of his mouth into a sneer.
As usual, he went out and stood on the roadside, waiting for the carriage in the distance to pass by, and then walked leisurely to the north gate.
The traffic is busy, the people flow continuously, the fireworks are still there, everything is as usual.
But the next moment, the hearts of dozens of people on the street accelerated at the same time.
Sonorous!
The continuous sound of drawing swords came together, like the first spring thunder after the awakening of insects, and the light of the swords came together, even lighting up half the street.
The sound of killing resounded amidst the shadows of swords and guns.
I saw a walking vendor, who was still hawking just now. The next moment, the stall was lifted, the steel knife was in his hand, his arms suddenly became thicker, and his body jumped up like a flying ape;
The street performers, still chanting good words, jumped up from the bench in an instant, rounded the boulder in their hands and threw it towards the center of the long street. The onlookers who were selling and the brothers who were swinging hammers were all taciturn.
, rushed straight away.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Mo looked up and saw the light of swords in his eyes and the sound of killing in his ears.
It seems that there is no place to stand on the long street that is more than ten meters wide.
In order to encircle and suppress Lin Mansion here, Zhou Shengjun's general staff made too many plans and considered various situations before setting up such a formation.
Those who are qualified to participate in this long street siege must at least be bone refining realm sergeants. They must also have battlefield fighting experience. Each one of them must dare to kill and fight, far surpassing the rangers of the same level.
Even the position where each sergeant stands is particular about the secret killing formation. Once you cannot escape immediately, you will encounter continuous attacks and killings. This is a military formation created by the counselors of Zhou Sheng's army in the past few years.
It's called the Rain of Knives. The array of knives stretches out like a rain of murderous intent. It's best to strike more and strike less, using the weak to kill the strong.
only.....
Lin Mo did not choose to dodge, but instead the Overlord Spear hit the ground directly.
Bang!
Crackling!
Light blue, arm-thick thunderbolts suddenly exploded around him.
"If only to this extent..."
At some point, the black hair on Lin Mo's shawl began to rise without the wind, drifting away in the electric arc. His eyes instantly turned into pale gold, and the red scales on his body slowly clung to half of his body.
"Then who gave you the courage to stand here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious look appeared on his originally expressionless face. The Overlord Spear that had been smashed into the ground was instantly raised high, and terrifying thunder and lightning surrounded it.
The next moment it shrank slightly, then exploded, spreading crazily around.
In an instant, the gun barrel was drawn, hitting the sergeants who were rushing towards them from all directions without fear of death.
At an extremely fast speed that was hard to see clearly, the thick Overlord Spear disappeared at this moment, leaving only the black gun shadow. Holded by Wuyou's huge power, it set off a fierce gun wind, carrying an unpleasant burnt smell, and random thunder and lightning.
.
boom!
Shadows flew around, buildings collapsed, and a deep and long ravine was plowed out of the street built with bluestone bricks.
All that was left on the long street were faint moans and the pungent smell of burnt meat.
On a high platform in the distance, Lin Junyang squatted on his banner, drawing a bow with one hand and setting an arrow with the other. He saw the figure in the dust and mist through his eyes in the sky.
He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up straight. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of horror.
‘Is it over? Isn’t this too easy?’
He naturally knew that Lin Mo's realm was only at the bone refining realm before, but now that he had broken through, he was probably only at the blood boiling realm.
But a regular person in the Boiling Blood Realm only has a few thousand kilograms of energy, how can he exert such power?
And what exactly is that thunder and lightning that is about to come?
Lin Junyang was full of doubts.
Looking at the nearly ten-meter ravine on the ground, my scalp went numb.
Even looking at the figure in the center of the long street from a distance, he felt cold in his heart, and even his muscles were trembling under the powerful beast instinct.
'Fortunately, we are one of our own.'
He breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly.
But the next moment, my mentality suddenly tightened, and I suddenly turned my head to look at the other end of the long street.
Two figures came from a distance.
Lin Mo's expression no longer looked as ferocious as before, and regained the calmness it had at the beginning.
At this time, he obtained his second talent, his first shot after the blue dragon form.
Compared with the nearly half increase in strength, the sudden increase in physical strength made him even more delighted.
At this time, he seemed to have an extra layer of membrane on the outside of his body, no, it should be said on the inside as well.
As long as no external force can break this membrane, his body is indestructible.
This greatly allowed him to adapt to the crazy increase in power of the Overlord's destiny.
And the power of thunder and lightning he obtained made him even more delighted.
Bursting, freezing, and witnessing, coupled with the lengthening of the attack distance, the "Thunder Bagua" move is a surefire kill for ordinary martial artists.
Lin Mo smashed the Overlord Spear to the ground, the energy and blood in his body surged like a river, the majestic power flowed, and he let out a slight breath of turbid air.
It's just that the consumption is a bit high, so it can't be used as a routine method for the time being.
"Looking at you, they have played their due role."
At this time, a clear and clean voice suddenly floated from a distance.
The next moment, two figures appeared in the distance.
Each monk is nearly two meters tall, and they are all burly.
In fact, most people who are successful in martial arts have strong physiques and tall bodies unless they practice special skills.
This is because as the level of martial arts deepens, the quality of a martial artist's bone marrow, meridians, and muscles are far superior to that of ordinary people, so it is normal to have a strong body.
However, these two people gave Lin Mo a very unusual feeling.
Just standing here, the two of them were like two blazing torches, emitting astonishing heat all the time.
Especially the Taoist on the left had a cold and stern gaze, and being looked at by him actually gave him the feeling of being cut by a knife.
"There were a lot of casualties. I feel like I will be scolded by Zhou Daowei again when I go back."
The monk with the incense scar on his head looked at the tragic situation on the long street, scratched his head in distress and said.
"What are you afraid of? Our terms of office have expired, and we will be able to return to our clan soon. What do you care what he does?"
The two of them talked as if no one else was around, not taking Lin Mo seriously at all.