Chapter 176 Ordnance Smuggling Case

The biting cold wind whistles.

There seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Looking at the army approaching quickly, Menggen looked ugly.

Especially Li Chengliang's words about the empty army of the royal court made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

This time he brought out 10,000 string control men, but 30,000 soldiers were transferred from the royal court to attack the Liaodong border. Now there are only 20,000 soldiers left to defend the royal court.

If you raid the royal court at this time...

He could not imagine the consequences.

Menggen pulled out the scimitar and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "The warriors of the tribe, follow me to fight out!"

"The Heaven of Eternal Life is above!"

"For the glory of the family!"

The roar resounded throughout the wild!

Menggen led all the string control men out.

Li Chengliang sneered and said calmly: "Military soldier!"

"Bang bang!"

The flames shot out of the gun chamber.

The Mongolian soldiers rushing in the front row kept falling down.

...

Lin Mang jumped up from the back of Pixiu and walked towards the city wall.

Wudang Tidal Clouds!

Lightly step, and a piece of snowflake under your feet shattered.

The cloak is sweeping in the cold wind!

Looking at Lin Mang who was approaching, Sun Zhi said coldly: "Fix him!"

Although there are tens of thousands of troops outside, with their strength, it is not difficult to leave.

But he was unwilling to fail.

If you miss today, you may not have another chance in the future.

Everyone looked at each other and rushed out silently.

Especially the two Jurchens, they stared at Lin Mang with anger on their faces, like a wild wolf who chose to eat.

If it weren't for today, how could they have watched these Han people slaughter their tribes?

One of them took out a strange bone flute and blew it slowly.

In an instant,

The harsh sound of sound exploded in my ears.

As the bone sounded, layers of thick ice crystals formed on the surrounding ground.

The surroundings seemed to have turned into a realm of ice and snow.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Snowflakes condense into ice crystals as thick as arms, falling like rain of arrows.

True Qi forms a line, and the sound of the sound becomes objects!

The Mongolian master made a seal with one hand, and the dazzling Buddha light rippled.

"Bang!"

The bricks and stones under his feet were broken, and he rushed out like a tiger going down the mountain.

The moment a palm slapped, it seemed like the sound of a dragon roaring like a roar.

Dragon and Elephant Prajna Prajna!

The seemingly old body burst out with extremely terrifying power at this moment.

Under this palm, it was enough to shatter ten thousand kilograms of huge rocks.

The air seemed to be crushed under this palm.

Lin Mang smiled coldly.

Clonal Demon Shadow!

Almost instantly, illusory figures appeared all over my body, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

"A little trick!"

With a cold snorkeling, the Mongolian master printed it with his palm.

The palm wind is like thunder!

The illusory afterimage shatters like a dream bubble.

But in an instant, I felt a pain in my chest, as if I had been hit by a huge force of ten thousand kilograms.

Lin Mang's palm instantly changed into amethyst color, as if real fire was burning.

The Great Purple Yang Hand of the Heaven and the Earth!

The hot pure Yang true essence invaded the body, leaving a charred mark on the chest.

If it weren't for practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna, this palm alone would be enough to seriously hurt him.

In a hurry, the Mongolian master slapped out with his palm again, but the moment he fell, the figure in front of him was broken again.

Mongolian master Ha Rili's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body retreated repeatedly. He took several steps to stabilize his body. He said with a look of shock: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

At this moment, the Jurchen master sneaked into one side with a strange scimitar.

Lin Mang's figure moved and drifted in the air.

"call out--"

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly erupts.

A vast sword light came in a flash.

The majestic sword is amazingly powerful.

The mighty sword aura fell down with an overbearing crushing momentum.

"Do not to escape!"

There were roars in the crowd.

But in the end, it was still one step slower.

"Click!"

Crack of scimitar,

The moment the blade passed by, the head of the Jurchen master immediately soared into the sky.

Blood surges like a pillar!

【Energy Point +430000】

"Rute!" The Jurchen master who was playing the bone flute glared and stared at Lin Mang with a crazy face.

"Damn Han people!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Anger caused him to be completely mad.

The sound of the flute becomes more and more rapid!

In an instant, the sound of the flute condensed, like a locust passing through the border, rolling up the wind and snow around it.

The ice crystals in the sky poured down like a heavy rain!

The target is directed at Lin Mang.

Such a terrifying power shocked everyone around him.

Within a hundred meters of the square garden, it seemed to have turned into a territory of ice and snow.

The extreme cold even affected the battlefield in the distance.

Lin Mang stepped on the falling snowflakes in one step, looking indifferently at the front, his lips and teeth slightly opened:

"broken!"

It's just a simple word, but it's like a long roar of shocking dragons in the deep sea.
To be continued...