The orange-haired demon can master the magic taught by Zuo Mo immediately.
The orange-haired demon looked up to the sky and laughed. The orange-red hair on his head was flying like a ball of flame. He said proudly: "A genius like me, black magic and so on, can no longer satisfy me!"
Awen didn't like this guy, so he looked with contempt on his face: "With your little skills, I can beat you to the ground with just one finger."
The orange-haired demon was furious: "Come on, come on! Let's fight for three hundred rounds. Whoever escapes first will be the puppy!"
Awen also glared angrily: "I'm afraid you are a son of a bitch!"
Ping ping ping pong!
"It's starting again!" Nan Yue touched her forehead with her hand, her face full of helplessness.
"Just get used to it." The black smoke demon remained calm.
Ming Juezi and Cangze raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other in a tacit understanding, then lowered their heads at the same time, and returned to their own cultivation.
Zuo Mo taught them new sorcery, but the most valuable thing was explaining the Tai'an Demon Monument to them.
Each of them had a copy of the rubbings of the Tai'an Demon Monument, which was very complete. They had all kinds of magic at their fingertips, and Zuo Mo's superb level of skills immediately attracted their attention.
Listening with them, there were also a group of flower demons.
Awen was the only one who practiced magic skills. However, to Zuo Mo's expectation, among all the people, two people made the greatest progress, one was the orange-haired demon, and the other was Awen.
It goes without saying that the orange-haired demon has made great progress. Although his nerves often jump out of line, his cultivation talent is also as unclear as his nerves.
Awen was even weirder. Zuo Mo was clearly explaining sorcery, but Awen was progressing in magic skills.
But the two guys who have made the most progress don't like each other anyway, and they have to play ping-pong several times every day, especially when Zuo Mo is not around.
However, Zuo Mo caught him this time.
Awen stood in front of Zuo Mo with a low eyebrow, while the orange-haired demon kept winking at Zuo Mo. The others looked expectant. Do you want to punish these two guys who have no bottom line?
"Ahem, why do you guys fight and kill all day long?" Zuo Mo asked pretendingly.
"He is jealous of my amazing talent and handsome face!" the orange-haired demon said seriously.
Awen was furious: "You! Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds!"
"Don't run!" The orange-haired demon's eyes lit up.
"Whoever runs away is the son of a turtle!"
"You are a turtle son!"
"I kill you!"
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In desperation, Zuo Mo had no choice but to take action and imprison the two of them. However, the two imprisoned people still glared at each other.
"I have a way to tell the difference between you." Zuo Mo raised his hand.
"any solution?"
"One of you practices the demonic body and the other practices sorcery, so naturally you can't tell the difference."
"That's right, that's right!" The two nodded loudly. They didn't like each other, but they practiced completely different techniques. They couldn't compete with each other, they could only fight each other.
"In this case, why don't you practice the same thing at the same time, so that it's clear who is higher and who is lower?" Zuo Mo followed suit.
"Haha! The boss is indeed the boss. He is indeed as powerful as me. He can come up with such a good idea!" The orange-haired monster smiled happily.
"Huh! I just want to convince you!" Awen snorted coldly.
Zuo Mo smiled wickedly: "I have a set of exercises here, which require practicing spiritual power, spiritual consciousness, and demonic body at the same time. But let me tell you first, this set of exercises is very difficult to practice."
"Is the difficulty high? If it's not high, it won't reflect the level of genius!" the orange-haired demon said carelessly.
"Hmph, the harder it is, the better. Only in this way can a certain guy be convinced that he lost!" Awen snorted coldly.
"You are such an idiot, just wait to lick the genius orange's toes!" The orange-haired demon looked up at the sky proudly.
"Kill you little bitch!" Awen glared angrily, his eyes spitting fire.
"Oh oh oh! You really have fighting spirit! You are very motivated! Not bad, not bad! Each person has one copy of the exercises." Zuo Mo smiled and held out two jade slips.
Each of them took one.
Zuo Mo patted the orange-haired demon on the shoulder: "Big Orange, don't lose your reputation as a genius!"
"Boss, don't worry!" The orange-haired demon said proudly: "There is no technique in this world that can stump the genius Orange!"
Zuo Mo walked up to Awen, smiled and patted Awen on the shoulder: "Awen, the reputation of the Wei camp is waiting for you to defend it!"
"Don't worry, boss! Fuck him to death!" Awen gritted his teeth.
"Rude!" the orange-haired demon said with disdain.
"Idiot!" Awen glared.
"Come on!" Zuo Mo smiled and waved at the two of them and walked away.
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"It's too difficult to enter Xiaomogo's war department! I heard that only eight of them entered today!"
"It's normal. Think about it, don't you see that there is no shortage of people under my command? If there weren't too many people this time, how could they form another war department?"
"Hey, it's so irritating that people are more powerful than people. Didn't you see how jealous the forces nearby are? I heard my brother say that there is a group of people around them now. Hey, as long as you can pass the first round of selection, you can
Don’t worry about finding a new partner. If you can pass two rounds of selection, dear, there will be at least twenty potential partners for you to choose from, and the treatment will be amazing!”
"No matter how good the treatment is, it is not as good as Xiao Mogo's war department. He can kill a handsome man at such a young age. His future is not comparable to that of those small forces. Maybe he can become a king!"
"King Cheng? You are exaggerating..."
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The hotel is full of discussions about Laughing Mogo. As the hottest topic recently, there are endless news about it every day. Moreover, Laughing Mogo is only in his twenties and has created such a series of miracles, which has great influence among young people.
Power, reaching an astonishing degree.
This age is an age of impassioned and ambitious people. Such a living idol is undoubtedly extremely inspiring to them.
No one noticed that when an old man in the corner heard Xiao Mo Ge kill Shuai Jie, his cloudy and dim eyes suddenly flashed with light.
The old man was bald, his face was wrinkled, his clothes were shabby, and he was very down and out.
He drank the bad wine in front of him, then got up and walked out of the hotel.
Walking silently on the street, the wind blew by, making his figure desolate and lonely.
"Those who have been passing by, take a look! The latest arrival, the unparalleled battle, Laughing Mogo kills Yu Shuai, the new mirage, exclusive arrival, recorded on the spot by those who experienced it, you have to watch...
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The hoarse shouts of the roadside shopkeepers reached the old man's ears, and the old man's footsteps froze.
"How many?"
"Fifteen magic shells!"
"give me one."
"okay!"
When the old man walked to the corner, he released a mirage.
The merchant did not lie. It was indeed first-hand information. However, the recorder was not very strong. The power fluctuations at that time were very disruptive, and the image was not very clear.
The old man looked slowly and carefully.
When he saw the battle between Zuo Mo and Yu Shuai, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed through his cloudy eyes. At this time, the old man was like a sharp-edged and fierce soldier, full of danger.
But he soon noticed that it was back to its previous appearance.
But when he saw the ghost, his body suddenly shook, especially in the image, the purple light suddenly bloomed in the ghost's eyes. The old man felt as if he had been struck by thunder and remained motionless!
Two lines of hot tears suddenly rolled down from both sides of his cloudy eyes.
The mirage in front of me shattered into countless points of light without any warning.
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"A sword cultivator?"
A cold voice came from far above the hall, and the generals below were as silent as cicadas.
"Yes!" The speaker lay on the ground, not daring to move. His face was full of fear, and large drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and fell on the bluestone, which could be clearly heard throughout the hall.
The generals looked at him sympathetically.
"A sword cultivator is running rampant in my territory. Ha!" The cold voice showed no trace of emotion, as if he was describing a simple fact.
The demon lying on the ground was sweating faster, and the expressions of other generals also changed slightly. Everyone could tell that the master was angry!
"good very good!"
The face of the demon lying on the ground was ashen. He suddenly kowtowed, raised his blood-stained face, and said with a trembling voice: "This subordinate is incompetent! Let the master down! I will die to apologize, and I have no regrets! This subordinate has no regrets!"
My son is still young, so I ask my master and brothers to take care of him!"
After saying that, he slapped his forehead with his right palm, his head shattered, his body fell limply to the ground, and he lost all breath!
All the generals showed unbearable looks, but no one dared to speak. Asking for mercy at this time would be a bad thing. Although the lord was tyrannical, he still missed some old feelings.
Sure enough, there was silence above the main hall for a moment, and then Fang spoke: "The quota for this year's young general camp will be given to his son. Tell him not to disgrace his father's reputation. Bury him generously."
"Yes!" The generals below accepted the order.
"I heard that the sword cultivator is not afraid of any challenge, right?"
The generals below all felt tense and looked at each other in confusion. They did not expect that even this sentence would reach the ears of the adults, and they immediately secretly exclaimed that something was wrong.
They knew the lord's temper well, and the princess was the strongest one. When the words the other party said reached the lord's ears, the lord would never be able to swallow it. If he remained silent at this moment, everyone would be in trouble. Everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding.
A general came out and said in a deep voice: "I want to fight!"
"I'm asking for a fight!"
"My subordinates also want to fight!"
A number of demons came out to fight.
"You are not allowed to use the war department. In my territory, to deal with a sword cultivator, you have to use the war department. I can't afford to lose this person."
Sen Leng's voice echoed in the hall. Everyone felt bitter. If they had known it before, they would have used the war department to kill the swordsman directly. There would not be so many things happening now.
But after their lord said this, they were helpless.
"I'll give you five days. If you don't kill that sword cultivator, you can commit suicide and don't come to see me."
The generals' scalps went numb, and the bodies on the ground came into view. The generals' expressions changed, but they all gritted their teeth and bowed in response: "Yes!"
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Coming out of the main hall, everyone looked solemn.
A highly respected clan leader said: "Everyone, we have no way out of this matter. If we cannot complete this matter, the lord will be furious and it will bring disaster to the entire clan!"
Everyone else nodded.
"My lord is right, a sword cultivator is so rampant under our noses, we are completely ashamed!"
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Soon, everyone discussed and decided that each clan would send the most powerful master in the clan to kill this sword cultivator!
No one thought that this battle that was destined to shock the world would start from their hands.
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The young man looked at the person in front of him and was startled. He stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the person who came, and shouted in a low voice: "How dare you come back! Aren't you afraid of death?"
His low voice was filled with suppressed excitement.
The visitor chuckled: "Since I'm here, I'm naturally not afraid."
If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely scream in fear, the person coming is Guliang Dao!
Xixuan, Guliang Dao quietly sneaked back to Xixuan alone, who would have thought?
The young man in white loosened his palm and quietly released a restraint to prevent anyone from eavesdropping. Then he smiled: "I forgot, you are thick on the outside and thin on the inside. You will definitely leave a few escape routes. Those demon worlds you occupy are so big."
How could you not leave some tricks for a long time? You knew such a day would come."
Gu Liangdao's smile was a little bitter.
When the young man saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he said with a smile: "You are doing well now, at least you are at ease, and you don't have to be manipulated by those young masters. Come, have some tea."
Gu Liangdao didn't say anything, raised his face and drank the whole drink in one gulp.
"Come and help me!"
Gu Liangdao suddenly said in a muffled voice.
The young man who was picking up the teacup paused for a moment. He looked as if nothing had happened and said with a smile: "You are in a bad situation now. Although the people under your command all care about you, many of their family members are still here. As time goes by,
Changes are bound to happen. Moreover, the demon world under your control is not friendly to you as a cultivator."
Gu Liangdao laughed, without any fear on his face: "You are right, so come and help me. No one knows your talent better than me. It will be boring to die in this mountain all the time."
The young man suddenly smiled and stood up: "Let's go."
Gu Liangdao was stunned instead.
"What? Do you have anything else to do?" the young man asked.
"It's okay." Gu Liangdao replied subconsciously, and he immediately burst into laughter: "I racked my brains and thought of a lot of things to say to move you, but in the end I didn't use any of them."
The young man shrugged: "I am just a countinghouse in Xixuan. I have very few spar per month. I am also alone and have no worries. At least I will have something to eat if I hang out with you."
"Haha!" Gu Liangdao was extremely cheerful.
Xiao's departure did not attract anyone's attention.
To Xixuan, he is just an insignificant person.
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Li Xian'er looked around curiously. This was her first time entering the demon world. The guards around her looked around cautiously and vigilantly.
When they saw the demons not far away, they became even more nervous.
A young man flew out from that team of demons and landed not far from Li Xian'er and his party.
"But Miss Xian'er from Tianhuan?" The demon youth greeted him with a salute that was neither humble nor overbearing.
"I am Li Xian'er." Li Xian'er stepped out and bowed: "Who is your Excellency?"
The demon youth's eyes fell on Li Xian'er, and he suddenly showed a look of surprise. He smiled and said: "I am the son of Commander Flut, Miss Xian'er can just call me Xi. Xi is here to greet Miss Xian'er on the order of Commander Flut." One line.”
"You're welcome!" Li Xian'er smiled slightly.
"Please!" Xiwei turned sideways and stretched out her hand.
The two of them chatted happily along the way. Xi was talkative, very approachable, and knowledgeable. It was undoubtedly a pleasure to chat with him.
Li Xian'er's eyes occasionally glanced at Xi's guards, and she felt awe-inspiring in her heart. These demon guards were full of murderous intent, and they were obviously people who had experienced hundreds of battles. From a small glimpse, the strength of this flute commander was indeed strong. Incomparable.
When she heard that her grandfather asked her to come to the Demon Clan, she was very surprised, and when she found out that Tianhuan had a close relationship with the Demon Realm's Commander Flut, she was even more stunned. She was not naive enough to think that cultivators should kill demons. , but I never expected that Tianhuan would be closely related to the demons.
Then she realized that not only Tianhuan, but the other three families also had allies in the demon world.
Li Xian'er suspected that there must be allies of the sect in the demon world.
After experiencing the initial shock, Li Xian'er quickly calmed down. It's normal to think about it. The four major sects are all thousand-year-old sects, and the demon clan is not a piece of metal.
Her mission is to represent Tianhuan in the demon world.
This will be the first official meeting between the two giants, Tianhuan and Di Shuai Xiu Yao.
The welcoming team was very large, and I hope that the leader also expressed the importance that the flute commander paid to Li Xian'er and his party. The novel scenery of the demon world along the way made Li Xian'er dizzy.
Xi's eyes fell on Li Xian'er's face from time to time, and a trace of passion flashed in his eyes.
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"This is Xiao Mo Ge's information." Ye Mingyue's eyes were like stars in the sky.
Ji Liyu browsed carefully.
"He can enter the Ten Finger Prison and practice the Ten Crow Celestial Instruments. He should also have the blood of a demon. This person has a mysterious origin and is very powerful. He is very good at magic and magic skills, and he is also a golden warrior."
The sound of the bright moon at night is ethereal and sweet.
"What he cultivates is divine power."
Ji Liyu's face showed surprise: "Divine power? Does divine power really exist in this world?"
"Not only him, but there are two women beside him who also cultivate divine power. We suspect that he may be an ancient descendant, and he has a complete method of cultivating divine power."
"Is divine power really that powerful?" Ji Liyu didn't believe it.
"The three of them joined forces and killed a handsome man." Ye Mingyue said calmly.
Ji Liyu was shocked and moved.
Ye Mingyue looked at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "Your mission is to get close to him."
"Get close to him? Steal the skills?" Ji Liyu asked.
"If you have a chance."
Ji Liyu looked at Ye Mingyue with some confusion. From what she meant, it seemed that she did not have the purpose of doing the exercises.
"I'm very optimistic about him." Ye Mingyue looked into the distance.
"Do you like him?" Ji Liyu was a little confused, she didn't understand.
"Maybe he can compete in the world!"
The last four words that Ye Mingyue spat out were like thunder in Ji Liyu's ears, and she looked at Ye Mingyue in horror.
"Such a person is a good choice for you and the Ji family."
Ye Mingyue looked at her with a smile.
Ji Liyu's face turned pale, and her hands and feet were cold.
"You'll thank me."
Ye Mingyue came close to Ji Liyu's ear and whispered.
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Zuo Mo and the others are in trouble.
From time to time, small groups of scouts appeared along the way. It was obvious that this move was not a sign of goodwill.
Soon, the demons who came to seek refuge with Zuo Mo disappeared. The originally extremely polite forces along the way suddenly became difficult to talk to. What made them even more uncomfortable was the harassment from time to time by small groups of war troops.
Although these small war corps could not pose much of a threat, they were superior in numbers and seriously delayed Zuo Mo and his companions on their way.
"Someone is messing with us!" Bei Leng said coldly.
Gongsun Cha also agreed with Bielhan's statement: "Yes, someone is doing something secretly, and he is not an ordinary person."
Being able to control so many small forces is definitely not an ordinary person. This is the time when Xiaomo Ge's reputation is at its peak. If these small forces are encouraged to have the courage to deal with them, this person's reputation will be even more astonishing.
"Are there any clues?" Zuo Mo asked.
"Many sentries and prisoners were captured, but none of these people knew about it." Gongsun Cha shook his head.
"What purpose does the other party use to deal with us?" Zuo Mo pondered.
"I don't know." Gongsun Cha shook his head.
"It seems that we are going to attack several forces." Zuo Mo looked cold.
Harassment has a tendency to get worse. These small groups of war troops are as annoying as flies. If the situation is allowed to develop, they will be in trouble.
The origin of these sentinels is easy to figure out.
That night, Biehan led the evil tribe to eliminate three local forces in succession.
But to Zuo Mo's surprise, these small forces seemed to know that they would be retaliated against. The tribesmen had moved away long ago, leaving them almost empty land.
Zuo Mo smelled a conspiracy.
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It was late at night, and Jiang Zhe was staring at the boundary map in trance.
He remained in this position for a whole day.
"Reporting to your lord, Laughing Mogo has been harassed by many sporadic teams."
Jiang Zhe came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief. He knew in his heart that the sect had taken action. The power of the sect was really unfathomable!
In his letter to the sect, he hoped that the sect could buy him more time.
He needs more time to arrange.
Jiang Zhe felt much more relaxed. This battle put great pressure on him. He and Biehan were very familiar with each other since they had fought each other since childhood. He knew how terrifying Biehan was. Although they competed in the sect, he never thought about it.
One day, he and Biehan will actually meet on the battlefield.
There is no room for escape in this battle!
He didn't think about escaping, but he was cautious in character, and he became even more cautious when facing Biehan. What's more, this was a war that he couldn't lose.
No matter what, you can't lose!
Faced with such amazing pressure, he remained calm and composed. As long as he was given time, he would have enough confidence to defeat Biehan!
If you have more time, you can do more arrangements.
Jiang Zhe stared at the boundary map, his eyes as deep as the sea.
After fighting this war, I will go to Yunhai Realm to avenge Senior Sister Fengyue.
Jiang Zhe said this to himself.
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Wei Sheng opened his eyes, and his spirit returned to its peak state. There was a faint feeling in his heart that he was about to reach the threshold of breakthrough.
The clothes on his body were in tatters, with large and small scars, and he looked like a beggar's clothes. But no one would think that Wei Sheng was a beggar. His straight back and high momentum were like a sharp sword, making people unable to stand straight.
See.
He stood up, picked up the black sword, and walked out of the valley with bare feet.
A group of demons gathered outside the valley. When they saw him, there was a sudden commotion. Everyone's eyes were extremely complicated, with fear, hatred, admiration, etc. all mixed together. But no one showed any disdain.
Such an enemy cannot be ignored.
"Who's coming?"
Wei Sheng's eyes were firm and there was no support at all.
There was another commotion among the demons. This was already the fourth day. In the past four days, more than thirty people had fallen under the sword of this swordsman. So far, no one could block his three swords.
The vast majority of people couldn't even resist a sword and died.
How terrible!
It turns out that cultivators also have figures like demons!
For a moment, everyone felt suffocated, and there was a short silence.
But thinking of the order from above, these people's hearts trembled again.
If they can't kill him, they will all die!
There was blood in the eyes of these people, like wild animals that were forced into a desperate situation. Someone yelled: "Everyone, come together!"
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. The adults only said that they couldn't use the war department, but they didn't say that they couldn't join together!
Looking at their numbers, and then looking at the lonely Wei Sheng, their morale suddenly boosted! With so many people surrounding one person, no matter how powerful the swordsman was, it was impossible to kill them all.
"kill!"
They roared with joy and looked murderous towards Wei Sheng.
Looking at the chaotic demon clan, Wei Sheng's sword-like eyes did not tremble at all. His face was like a rock sculpture, without any expression. He tightened the black sword in his hand and stepped forward!
In his heart, only the sword intent remained!
The black sword in his hand hummed and trembled gently, as if responding to the sword intention in his chest.
It is so hungry and thirsty that it just wants to drink blood!
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"The only person who can do this is a certain demon commander." Pu Yao said with a normal expression. He had been following the legion commander in the demon world for a long time and was very familiar with the demon world.
"That's right." Wei also nodded.
When Pu Yao and Wei have the same opinion, it means that this opinion is more reliable.
But, Mo Shuai!
This answer suddenly made Zuo Mo feel great pressure. Any Demon Commander is the overlord of a party. Even if they can defeat Yu Shuai that day, they think Demon Commander is nothing. If most of Yu Shuai's war department is not contained
, if Yushuai really dealt with him seriously, Zuo Mo and the others would have no chance of winning.
The power possessed by the Demon Commander is simply too powerful!
A huge war department, a vast territory, and many experts.
Every Demon Commander is a behemoth, and the power possessed by the top Demon Commanders is no less powerful than that of the four major sects.
If all this is really controlled by a demon commander, then we will be in big trouble!
Zuo Mo knew that Pu Yao and Wei's guesses were probably the same.
With his current reputation, without the support of the Demon Commander, these small forces would not dare to have any disobedience.
It is much easier to find the direction and listen to the sounds.
Soon, Zuo Mo and the others figured out who this devil commander was hiding in the dark.
Haoshuai, the fifth most powerful demon commander in the entire Hundred Barbarian Underworld! The demon world where Zuo Mo and the others are now is very close to Haoshuai's ruling area.
A handsome man is most likely!
After asking around, Zuo Mo had an intuitive understanding of Hao Shuai.
Compared with Yushuai, Haoshuai is a real veteran demon commander. The demon world he rules is more than three times that of Yushuai! He has been in the rank of commander for a hundred years longer than Yushuai.
After just briefly inquiring about Haoshuai's strength, Zuo Mo gave up the idea of confronting him head-on.
However, what is even more strange to him is that if the other party is really hostile to them, they are fully capable of destroying them directly. There are more than a hundred war corps under the command of the handsome commander, and if nothing else, the sea of people can swamp them.
However, the other side just kept sending small war corps to harass them and slow down their progress.
slow down their progress...
What is the other party’s purpose?
Zuo Mo woke up with horror.
Could it be that there is something waiting for them ahead?
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"Father!" A middle-aged man said respectfully: "According to your instructions, Xiao Moge and his party have slowed down."
"Not bad." The handsome man showed a satisfied look. He was a little short, thick and sturdy, and always had a smile on his face. He looked like the most ordinary butcher shop owner. When he saw his son's face was somewhat puzzled, he
He smiled and said, "Do you have any doubts?"
"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded honestly: "If we really want to delay them, we only need to invite Xiao Moge and his party to come as guests. I think with my father's reputation, Xiao Moge and the others will definitely not refuse.
Wouldn't it be better if we can achieve our goals without being at odds with Laughing Mogo?"
"It's good that you can use your brain." Haoshuai glanced at his son and said, "However, we need to take a longer view. Do you think Laughing Mogo poses a greater threat to us, or does Xuankong Temple pose a greater threat to us?
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"Xuankong Temple!" The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "Although they are our secret allies now, they are also people who are capable of competing in the world and pose a greater threat to us."
"That's right." The handsome man smiled calmly: "Although we have a good relationship with Xuankong Temple now, there will definitely be a battle in the future. Laughing Mogo has great potential, but his foundation is too weak. It will not be easy to achieve success."
If middle-aged people have some enlightenment.
The handsome man continued: "However, although Laughing Mogo has insufficient stamina, these people under his command are still very powerful. In the battle between Xuankong Temple and Laughing Mogo, Xuankong Temple will definitely win. However, Laughing Mogo also has a chance to be able to
Severely damage the Xuankong Temple. The best result for us is that Xiaomoge bites the Xuankong Temple hard before he dies."
The middle-aged man showed an expression of sudden realization: "So my father used this method to not only fulfill the Xuankong Temple's request, but also to make Xiaomoge vigilant."
"Haha, don't underestimate Xiao Moge. Even I am jealous of the group of people he has. Biehan is a top-level general who can compete with Jiang Zhe. They have the ability to bring trouble to the Xuankong Temple!
"The handsome man smiled deeply: "If the losses in this battle of Xuankong Temple are too serious, then Xuankong Temple will be more dependent on us, and we can offer more conditions!"
"What if the Xuankong Temple is defeated?" the middle-aged man asked subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that he had said nonsense.
How could the Xuankong Temple be defeated? This is simply impossible!
How could the Xuankong Temple, which was even more powerful than them, not be able to deal with a mere Xiaomogo? This is impossible!
The handsome man was stunned by these words, and the expression on his face became strange. He didn't speak for a long time, seeming to be deep in thought.
The middle-aged man regretted saying such nonsense, but suddenly he heard the handsome man speak slowly: "If the Xuankong Temple loses this battle, then they will be in trouble."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "There is no way that the Xuankong Temple will be defeated. Even if they are defeated, it won't be a big blow to them."
"You don't understand." The handsome man shook his head with a solemn expression: "They must win this battle, and they must win beautifully! If they really lose, the Xuankong Temple will be in danger. They will be defeated by the traitor of their own sect, and the number one general Jiang Zhe
If confidence and prestige are damaged, the weakness of the Xuankong Temple will be exposed to everyone in the world. By then, no matter how huge the Xuankong Temple is, it will be nothing more than a pile of flesh and bones, attracting more wolves."
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
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Tang Fei was worried. She saw the harassment in her eyes and felt strong uneasiness in her heart. But on the surface, she remained calm and only supervised the practice of Tang Zibu more strictly.
Tang Zibu's personal level is very outstanding, much higher than that of the city lord's guards she led before.
However, their battle formation level is really bad. It takes a long time to practice before they can reach a satisfactory level, but this takes time and there is no room for trickery.
Without the formation of a battle formation, these people are just a bunch of rabble.
She hoped to shorten the time as much as possible. If a battle really broke out, Tang Zibu, who was not skilled in fighting formations, would become the opponent's key target.
"Master Tang, sir, please come over."
Tang Fei suddenly realized that it must be related to the recent harassment, so she followed the captain to Zuo Mo's tent without hesitation.
When Tang Fei arrived, almost all the core members of Zuo Mo's command were there.
Zuo Mo's expression was solemn and he didn't talk nonsense. He explained the recent investigation results and his guesses.
Everyone's expressions became solemn.
Gongsun Cha was the first to speak: "If he is really a handsome man, then they have no good intentions when they use harassment. They must want to hurt both us and the other side. His relationship with the enemy in front is very delicate."
"That's right." Biehan's tone was full of murderous intent, and the air around him suddenly dropped a lot.
Zuo Mo nodded, but when he opened his mouth, he asked another question: "The key is, who is in front of you?"
This is the most critical point of the whole problem. If they don't even know who the enemy in front of them is, they have no chance of winning this battle.
Gongsun Cha stared at the boundary map and muttered: "We are going to the Youquan boundary. Many people know about it, and the other party must also know about it. In that case, the other party can only choose to be on our only way!"
Gongsun Cha's words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Jie Tu.
"On the road we must pass, there are people who have had problems with us, know our strength, and dare to fight with us..."
Following Gongsun Cha's words, everyone's eyes followed the route of the boundary map.