Chapter 148: Robbery
"Those ordinary soldiers can use poisonous smoke to faint them. As for those monks in Tongxuan Realm, they will attack the east and west. I will lead two away. The remaining three are left. You can find a way to restrain them. I will come back to help you." Ye Zhiqiu told the plan he had already thought of.
"Can't you fix them all at once?"
"You look down on me so much. It may be almost the same when I practice for another twenty years."
The two carefully discussed the detailed matters of the robbery of the tribute. Ye Zhiqiu was responsible for preparing the poison and determining the appropriate location for the operation.
"There is one more thing I want to ask you."
"Slaughter the Dragon!?"
After Wusheng finished speaking, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes widened.
"Brother, you are really ambitious and admirable. Why do you slaughter the dragon and eliminate harm for the people?"
"No, I don't feel good about him."
"If you don't feel good, you'll kill me. Brother Wang is such a hero!" Ye Zhiqiu raised his thumbs up.
"Stop talking nonsense, talk about serious business."
"Is Jiao? It's equivalent to a towering human immortal, with a high level of cultivation and a strong body than a hundred refined steel. Not to mention weapons, ordinary magic weapons cannot hurt him. Unless you find a powerful magic weapon, it will be extremely difficult to hurt him, let alone kill him."
"Do you know what magic weapon can kill the dragon."
"Yes, there is one in Wanbao Pavilion in the capital, and more than one."
"You are nonsense. Will I still be here if I can enter Wanbao Pavilion?"
"Such a powerful magic weapon is either among the major sects or in Wanbao Pavilion, and there are almost no scattered outside."
As a result, after talking for a long time, Ye Zhiqiu did not say anything worth learning from. Instead, he kept persuading Wusheng to give up this idea.
In the past two days, Wusheng has been practicing in Wuxi outside Kecheng, while Ye Zhiqiu has been running around outside to prepare.
Two days later, on a section of the official road a hundred miles away from Kecheng, a group of soldiers escorted two carriages. In addition, there were four Taoist priests, a man carrying a long knife. The carriage made a creaking sound. They did not walk fast, and they looked at the sides of the road from time to time, very careful.
A gust of wind seemed to have a faint smoke.
“What does it taste?”
"I smelled a little bit."
The leader of the cavalry walking in the front suddenly changed his face.
"Poisonous! Hold your breath!" shouted.
The response to him was a gurgling sound, and soldiers fell to the ground one by one.
The Taoist priest walking behind pinched his fingers and recited the magic spell. He waved the whisk in his hand, and a gust of wind blew up, facing the direction where the smoke had just flowed, and immediately blew the smoke away. After the smoke dissipated, no more than ten people stood, and most of the soldiers fell to the ground.
"Who is such a big burden, dares to rob the court's tribute!" The captain shouted.
Make a reservation for me!
With a shout, the captain and his horse were fixed on the spot.
A figure suddenly rushed out from the ground.
Certainly,
He pointed at the monk who escorted the tribute.
Several people were stunned and their bodies were slightly paused.
Om,
Then there was a roar. Before the several people could escape from the immobilization technique, they felt thunder exploding in their ears, dizzy, and almost fell down.
Then one person came towards him, and there was a big sword.
Ye Zhiqiu slashed the eight-foot man with a long sword on his back with a heavy sword.
Wusheng came in the air, and took a step of more than ten feet, and the void was a palm. The Vajra subdued the demons. A Taoist priest was beaten out by his palm, and pointed his backhand in the air. Another Taoist priest's body trembled, and his abdomen suddenly sank. The person flew back several feet and hit a big tree.
They took the initiative if they had the intention to make a mistake.
The person who came to his back avoided Ye Zhiqiu's sword light, unsheathed his sword, drew his sword and slashed it horizontally, and a stream of air swept through the air like a ripples, and Ye Zhiqiu retreated quickly.
A ray of light, a flying sword was unsheathed, slashing Wusheng straight.
Two balls of fire flew over, turning into two fire crows in the air, and flew towards him.
"Let's go!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted, then he escaped into the ground and disappeared, with five people left on it, Wusheng and four.
Wusheng's right hand blocked the wooden stick horizontally, and with a sound, he swung the flying sword open. When he pressed the void with his left hand, the two fire crows were suddenly fixed in the air. Then he pushed it, and suddenly, the two fire crows broke out and turned into sparks and fell down. When they touched the trees, they immediately turned into a raging fire.
The remaining four people were all looking at Wusheng, but their attention could not be all focused on him, because there was another person who had disappeared before their eyes by using earth escape, but it had just disappeared. Maybe at some point it would jump out of the ground and give them a fatal blow.
The person in front of you is like a tiger, and the person in the dark is like a snake.
The person holding the knife slashed straight with one sword, and the light of the sword flew out from the blade and slashed towards Wusheng.
Wusheng had just flashed to the side, and then a green light flew out from the Taoist priest's long sleeves. Another Taoist priest had a bronze mirror in his hand. As soon as the void shone, a light immediately hit Wusheng's body. In an instant, he felt as if he was trapped in quicksand and had difficulty moving.
Decided, shout,
Ye Zhiqiu flew out from a tree, and several streams of light were like fire, and several talismans in his hand broke through the air.
go,
The Taoist priest holding a bronze mirror was unsheathed from behind and came straight for him.
according to,
Wusheng avoided the sword light, pressed him from the air,
The green light appeared in the air, but it was a handleless short sword, which was only three inches long and flashed with fluorescent light. It was small and exquisite, but it was chilling.
The Buddha's light flashed around him, and the yellow light covering him immediately dissipated, and the light of the bronze mirror disappeared.
"Who are you?!"
No one can speak without saying anything. It is useless to say more. Walk step by step and a palm from the air.
Push the mountain,
The void was turbulent, and several Taoist priests felt that the palms were coming out, and they could not hold on, so they could only dodge.
The man holding a knife eight feet tall was fearless, swinging his sword and slashing it horizontally, and the light poured out from the blade, like flowing water.
The Taoist priest there avoided Ye Zhiqiu's spell and suddenly felt a warning. He felt that his back was hit hard, and his bones seemed to be broken. He flew forward uncontrollably.
But there is no life,
When Wusheng landed on the ground, his feet suddenly fell. He looked down and saw that the place where he stepped on had turned into a dirt pit. It seemed that a pair of hands in the dirt pit had tightly grabbed his ankle. Not far away, the Taoist priest who was first beaten out by his palm was pressed on the ground with both hands.
Wusheng felt that the soil under his feet was soft, and then a force was pulled from below to pull him into the soil, leaving only one head exposed.
Certainly,
Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and pushed it. The Taoist priest who was pointed from behind by Wusheng, and a sword was added to his neck.
"Oh, don't move!"
The eyes of several people fell on him.
Wusheng, who was trapped in the soil, flashed with yellow light on his body, collapsed under his feet and broke out of the ground.
He pointed out from the air and pointed at the two of them.
A finger was a distance away, several feet away, as if it was right in front of me, with a little light on my fingertips, like a flame, like a flying thunder, like a sun,
Chapter completed!