With the appearance of Wang Qiang and Su Su's evil appearance, the warriors in the audience burst into panic roars. Wang Qiang was stunned on the spot. This kind of real swords and guns is really exciting for a modern person!

Su Su smiled coldly: "Many experts force me to use my ultimate moves? Time accelerates by 15 times!"

Wang Qiang's eyes suddenly fluctuated, and evil came out of a cruel grin, and he walked forward with a big axe in his hand. His steps were very calm, not running, but Wang Qiang felt that he rushed to the enemy formation in the blink of an eye, and then swung the axe flat, and a row of red watermelons rolled to the ground!

Wang Qiang's eyelids twitched... There were more than a dozen watermelons rolling on the ground!

At this moment, Wang Qiang could not describe his feelings at all. Wang Qiang knew that Su Su was accelerating in time, but he did not have the feeling of crazy frame skipping of the movie that accelerated and fast-forwarded. Wang Qiang didn't even fall into a single shot. It felt like - the enemy has slowed down? No, I can't feel it!

Perhaps seeing Wang Qiang's doubts, Su Su smiled faintly: "You are in an ordinary person now, and you can't see the changes in the timeline and cannot experience this strange feeling. So ordinary people cannot cope with the acceleration of time. This is the difference between the essence of high-dimensional god-level creatures and low-dimensional mortals. Of course, what is more important is that the other party gave me such a fairyland home court, so I'm even more rude. Brother Qiang has no psychological barriers, right?"

Wang Qiang's mouth trembled: "There is no obstacle, just chopping...the watermelon..."

Su Su sighed: "This watermelon makes me feel heartbroken. In order to deal with them, I will lose nearly 10,000 points!"

While speaking, hundreds of warriors in front of the mountain gate square were cut and killed by Ei Lai. It was a watermelon and sweet potato water. Ei Lai was sitting on the ground and resting and laughing: "It's so good to chop!"

Wang Qiang's eyelids were beating wildly, and the pungent fishy smell filled Wang Qiang's nasal cavity. Wang Qiang felt like he was bleeding from his nose. Wang Qiang pinched his nose and wanted to vomit! No psychological barrier? It's not that simple. Even if you go to the slaughterhouse to work, you can't overcome it.

At this time, Liu Zongyuan also appeared with twenty soldiers, and couldn't help but say angrily: "I, Taizong, went east to Liaodong many times, and spent countless national efforts. I didn't expect them to fight!"

Su Su sighed: "Mr. Liu, the thorn head you mentioned is the destroyed Goguryeo. It is a nomadic civilization originating from the Northeast. It has no kinship with Goryeo, which originated from the small country Silla. They inherited their name with their faces."

Liu Zongyuan said angrily: "Then we can't let Xiaoxiao succeed!"

Speaking of this, Liu Zongyuan looked around the Laojun furnace in the center of the square and the eight incense-fired copper cauldrons placed in the Bagua positions.

Liu Zongyuan sneered: "Nine-Ding Bagua Furnace, you have great ambitions, move them all away!"

Su Su smiled and said, "Sir, have vision!"

Wang Qiang came back to his senses and said excitedly: "Is it a treasure?"

Su Su smiled and said, "Of course, we have a good start. If the other party can steal our culture across time and space, these stoves are bound to be missing."

So the group of soldiers picked up the bronze tripod, and Liu Zongyuan waved his sleeves, and the soldiers and the bronze tripod turned into a ray of light and disappeared!

I'll just pick things up in games? Although Wang Qiang knew that Qiankun was so magical in this painting, he still couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Liu, according to your pretending method, how big the world in your painting is, how much you can put in?"

Liu Zongyuan shook his head and sighed: "Many things cannot be contained!"

Wang Qiang hurriedly asked, "What?"

Liu Zongyuan smiled faintly: "What I don't like is something that destroys the artistic conception of this painting. Emperor Shun was right, but I was still a little less arrogant. I was too narrow-minded at the beginning."

Wang Qiang was stunned.

Su Su smiled and said, "If it weren't for Mr.'s persistence and depression, such a magical world would probably not have been born. Our tactics would all count on Mr.'s magical world."

Liu Zongyuan waved his sleeves, and another copper furnace was moved away, and then he laughed happily: "I really didn't expect Daji's magical power to be so pleasant in the right way!"

"Sir, I'm not as bad as others say..."

Just as the two of them praised each other, the rapid alarm bells sounded across the peaks on the mountain.

Wang Qiang said in surprise: "Opportune, this..."

Su Su said lightly: "It is usually impossible to station a large army on the mountain due to water sources and terrain restrictions. Moreover, this should be the hinterland of the player, so there should not be many soldiers left. In this kind of melee contact battle, the general with a very high force of military power is almost unsolvable. As long as the opponent cannot organize the formation of hundreds of people just now, there will be no one to stop it. So don't worry, if it comes, I am using some points! As for the army at the foot of the mountain, just set fire to the mountain to block the road."

Is it so confusing? Wang Qiang asked again: "What if you use up your points?"

Su Su smiled and said, "You go and make money! Otherwise, why would you open two accounts?"

OK, there is nothing wrong! Wang Qiang asked again: "Where is the other player?"

Su Su laughed: "If the opponent's player is also on the mountain, then we will make a fortune this time and we will kill him no matter what. Then we will make a lot of money with our points."

While speaking, Liu Zongyuan had moved away all the nine cauldrons in the square. Then the soldiers picked up the more advanced steel knives, steel shields, bows and arrows from the pile of watermelons in an extremely novel way.

Liu Zongyuan also waved his sleeves and swept all the weapons all over the field. At this moment, Wang Qiang remembered a great immortal in Journey to the West - Ginseng Fruit Tree Zhen Yuanzi! He is also the world in his sleeves.

Then a group of hundreds of warriors gathered on the mountain. Even though Wang Qiang was Chu Ge from the Cold Weapon War, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw this terrain and formation of the mountain road. This is eating sausage! They didn't understand the situation?

As expected, even though the opponent had a condescending impact advantage, he was still dead at one touch. When the opponent realized something was wrong and was about to retreat to the advantageous position on the mountain, evil strides and chases the stars all the way. Seeing that the 100-man team turned into a watermelon all the way, Wang Qiang and others were picking up weapons all the way behind.

Looking at the palace group on the top of the mountain that was slightly inferior to the reality of Wudang Mountain, Liu Zongyuan smiled faintly: "It's a pity that the entire house cannot be transported away directly, otherwise this Yaochi Tavern would be considered a success."

Wang Qiang browed: "It doesn't matter, we just came to find materials, we just pushed the house until we demolished the bricks!"

Su Su smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, there are so many daily necessities in the painting. Don't let go of anything you can take away later!"

Liu Zongyuan sighed: "It's difficult to think about material resources with one needle and one thread!"
Chapter completed!