Contrary to the expectations of the Mo family, Wei Zhuang took a deep look at Gai Nie and did not continue fighting. The shark teeth were sheathed again and the black cloak was put back on his body.
The most elite heavy armored soldiers of the Qin State looked at each other and retracted their swords unwillingly.
Obviously facing a major defeat, Wei Zhuang remained calm and continued to speak extremely provocative words in calm words: "Brother, I am looking forward to our next contest. I hope you will not continue to be such a mother-in-law at that time. New
A generation of Guiguzi will eventually appear between the two of us."
"If you still do this, you won't have the chance to take this sword again next time."
Speaking of the last sentence, Wei Zhuang's words suddenly became extremely cold.
The faces of many disciples of the Mo family were full of anger. They all felt that Gai Nie, the sword master, was not worthy.
"Obviously this battle has been settled, and the loser can no longer lose, so you still have the nerve to talk nonsense here."
"You really don't want to be shy!"
"This disgusting thing..."
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Some people couldn't help but feel sorry for Gai Nie, and at the same time they couldn't stand Wei Zhuang's arrogance.
But when Wei Zhuang's indifferent gaze moved towards them, everyone seemed to be strangled by the neck, and the terrifying aura made all their words stuck in their throats, and they could not say anything.
It was only then that they realized that they were not Ge Nie, and that the person they were accusing in front of them was the most powerful person in the world.
The killer reunites the master of quicksand, a superb figure who almost killed them many times.
No matter how many grievances there are between these top people, they are not qualified to interrupt and comment.
But no one had any objections to the decision made by Tang Xuanming. After several previous outcry, and now the performance of turning things around, the Mohist disciples at the bottom were very impressed.
In the final analysis, it was Mo Yuqilin who took the lead in making noises and arousing dissatisfaction among the Mohist disciples. At the same time, the leaders of the Mohist family also felt that it was inappropriate and did not come out to suppress it.
This will make the Mohist disciples discuss it again and again, unwilling to accept it.
Now after a gambling battle with Wei Zhuang, he has successfully won back the lives of the Mohist disciples, which is a huge benefit to the brothers at the bottom.
As for Tang Xuanming's instigation of Big Iron Hammer and Gao Jianli to win, only the two of them know about it at present.
But it was enough to convince the two of them. When the time comes to explain it in detail, the leading figures of the Mohist family will almost be able to agree, and Tang Xuanming's status as a Mohist giant will be justified.
In the final analysis, the clamor of the Mohist disciples is not of much use. It is people like Master Ban who really control the Mohist family.
"Lord Wei Zhuang, are we really going to retreat like this? Lord Xiangguo's order has not been completed yet, and the government city has not been trodden down. We..."
The commander of the Qin army had an ugly expression on his face, looking at the troops around him that had suffered heavy losses. He would definitely not be able to make a difference if he returned like this, his title would disappear, and his family might even be harmed in the end.
He would rather die fighting here than retreat.
Gai Nie just looked at him indifferently and said without looking back: "I lost the bet just now, so they will leave it to you!"
A group of people present were inexplicably horrified, appalled by Wei Zhuang's cold-bloodedness.
Gong Shuqiu glanced at Wei Zhuang secretly, and met Wei Zhuang's indifferent eyes. The murderous intent in his eyes made him feel cold all over.
Chi Lian, who was always smiling, blocked his way back, while Hidden Bat stared at him with his blood-red eyes, ready to snatch him and devour him at any moment.
His heart dropped, knowing that if he didn't take a stand now, his death would be next.
Now the top masters here are all the quicksands of Wei Zhuang's subordinates. Wei Zhuang left all the Qin troops here and ignored them. He just went back and reported that he would die in battle.
Even if Li Si didn't believe it, he would hold his nose and admit it. After all, he successfully obtained the blueprints of the Mohist Mechanic City and knew the specific whereabouts of the Mohist Mechanic City.
If you want to destroy it later, you can just recruit troops at any time. The reason why the Mohist government city has a high status lies in its mystery. Once the mystery is revealed, half of the government city will have been destroyed.
No one cares about the life or death of these eight hundred heavily armored soldiers, not even the public and the enemy.
With his head moving, he rolled his eyes, and his left hand suddenly flew out, and in the astonished eyes of a group of Qin soldiers, it landed on the throat of the leader of the Qin army.
With the powerful power of the machine arm, his throat suddenly shrank, and the commander of the Qin army could not die anymore.
When a group of heavy armored soldiers lost their commander and were in chaos, not knowing who to charge, Tang Xuanming had already reflected on it and gave the order coldly.
"Arrow fired."
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The rain of arrows enveloped the central hall, and together with the screams of the Qin soldiers, formed a wonderful symphony.
If they have a commander, these most elite heavy armored soldiers can react quickly and connect their shields in a line to defend against this terrible attack.
But now only the quickest responders set up their shields. Although they successfully defended against the top crossbow arrows, they were pierced by crossbow arrows fired from other directions and fell to the ground wailing.
Without anyone to lead and respond in a coordinated manner, individual outstanding people will be drowned in the arrows and have no way to stand up.
By the time the arrow rain stopped, the 800 heavily armored soldiers who invaded the entire Mohist government city had been wiped out, and no one was left alive.
A group of people from Wei Zhuang just left in a grand manner without anyone stopping them.
This massive siege ended just like that.
Wei Zhuang disappeared little by little at the end of the passage, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.
The Mohe secret room opened one after another, and Master Ban, Master Xu, and Duan Murong walked out of it, as did a group of carefully selected Mohist disciples.
Tang Xuanming smiled at the top of the central hall and was about to come down when he suddenly saw a Mohist disciple walking out of the crowd without warning and rushing to the passage where Wei Zhuang and others disappeared.
The incident happened suddenly, and no one reacted. Only a few people who were familiar with the Mohist disciple exclaimed: "Er Zhuang, don't chase them. You can't beat them, you will die!"
The disciple did not look back until he reached the place where light and darkness intersected. His clothes of a Mohist disciple suddenly disappeared and turned into a strange black robe with engraved golden patterns. He held a long and narrow robe in his hand. There was still
What a descendant of the Mohist family, he is clearly the most mysterious killer.
The black unicorn, known as the number one killer of quicksand, is also known as the black jade unicorn.
Facing a group of shocked and puzzled Mohist figures, the Moyu Qilin smiled coldly and made a gesture of cutting his throat. Just as Gao Jianli was about to rush forward, the mysterious Moyu Qilin had disappeared without a trace just as he came.
No one knows his gender, appearance, or method of killing.
Tang Xuanming, on the other hand, truly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, it really meant that Wei Zhuang and others had retreated, and the crisis in the Mohist government city had disappeared.