Recruiting dozens of Beiming dead soldiers in front of you, you may still have a chance to move around and let the Miao poison masters deal a fatal blow to Fengyun Kingdom's army!
Behind him, Wumian saw that Xiao Linfeng had summoned dozens of invulnerable Beiming dead warriors and returned to his clan leader with a single order. Behind him, there were dozens of Miao Poison Masters standing guard, and he was very worried about Aojun Xie.
Concerned about his safety, he waved his hand and led the black-clothed disciples from Xie Land behind him to also fly toward Aojunxie.
However, Wu Mian and his disciples had just taken ten steps away. The Miao Jiang Poison Masters behind Xiao Linfeng had already quickly thrown a new round of corrosive poison at the Beiming Death Soldiers who were standing in front of them.
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And this time, the poison masters in Miaojiang had already learned the lesson from before and divided into two groups. While throwing towards Wu Mian, they also fired towards Feng Qingkuang on the tower at the same time.
The extremely poisonous powder instantly filled the bodies of those dead soldiers from the North Ming Dynasty, and even the weapons that were struck on these dead soldiers were quickly corroded and melted.[
And the Fengyun warriors who had even the slightest contact with these destructive Beiming soldiers were all instantly poisoned and died...
Such a terrifying scene blocked Wumian and the disciples behind him dozens of steps away, making it impossible for them to come close to support Aojunxie.
"Wu Mian! You have led many soldiers from the Fengyun Kingdom. You must not charge rashly. The poisonous skills of the Miao people are too strong. You can retreat while fighting! As for Xiao Linfeng, let me deal with it alone!"
Ao Junxie suddenly turned around and shouted loudly at Wu Mian, who wanted to lead his disciples to charge forward.
"Remember! Fight and retreat, but don't lose the city gate and key points!"
Aojunxie reminded again, looking firmly at Wumian.
"But... Sect Master! Can you and your wife... be able to deal with them?"
Wumian asked still worriedly in his heart.
Behind Wumian, a cyan sword light flashed. When he looked again, Dongfang Mu was holding a long sword as thin as a snake in his hand. The two dead soldiers from Bei Ming in front of him had already fallen to the ground.
Looking at the soft sword again, it was as bright as new and had not been corroded by the poison of the Miao people at all.
Such a scene could not help but make Wu Mian and all the surrounding warriors secretly marvel.
One is surprised that Dongfang Mu usually hides his secrets and almost never sees him take action, but when he takes action, the family martial arts origin is so deep and pure.
Another thing is that the soft sword in Dongfang Mu's hand is usually used as a belt and hidden around his waist, keeping it secret from others. But now it is revealed. It is not like an ordinary weapon that has been damaged by poison from the Miao border. It can be seen that it is indeed
Made from rare materials in the world.
Unexpectedly, besides Wu Mian, there were other masters in Fengyun's army to help out, which made all the warriors of Fengyun Kingdom feel greatly encouraged.
"I said, Wu Mian, don't worry! As long as the Fengyun army doesn't disperse, Beiming Kingdom will definitely be defeated!"
Dongfang Mu shook his palm slightly, and all the poison remaining on it fell down. He glanced at Wumian next to him and said softly.
After all, Wumian has been in the ancient forest that has been isolated from the world for many years, and he doesn't know the worldly ways of people in Fengyun Continent.
How could Dongfang Mu observe the situation so carefully and keenly? Before he could react, he saw Xiao Linfeng in the distance. When Dongfang Mu said this, his face suddenly changed and he stared at him fiercely.