MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Eighty-three thirteenth day

Wei Sheng suddenly felt something.

Almost at the same time, on the outskirts of the military camp, a battle sounded. The guards of the Department of Warfare in the past few days were extremely strict. Not only were there a lot of restrictions around them, but everyone was waiting for the battle, and they were ready to fight. The patrols were frequent.

Shi Pei's face was quiet and still indifferent.

Any war department, once prepared, the other party wants to come in, it is not an easy task, let alone the steel warfare department like the War.

Wei Sheng took his eyes and glanced at Shi Pei.

Although Shi Pei is a stone man, he is quite polite to Wei Sheng: "Wei Shi don't have to worry, the younger brother is not so easy to break through."

Wei Sheng saw the other person's politeness and nodded: "When I need to take a shot, I will give a sigh, don't be polite."

In general, this is true, as long as there are not many people coming from the other party.

Shi Pei’s face squeezed a smile: “Good!”

Neither of them was a good talker. After finishing the game, Wei Sheng reopened his eyes and the blood sword floated in front of him.

Shi Pei's attention was re-appeared on the periphery.

However, very quickly, the front is in a hurry.

There were some accidents in Shi Pei. The Department of Warfare was guarded in the worst prisons in the Yuanyuan. It was called the real steel warfare department. Everyone ignored life and death and was powerful. This Iron Army was created by Zhong De. Every soldier can use his body to resist the attack for Zhong De!

The whole army knows that the goal of Tianhuan is Zhongde adults.

The morale of the entire warfare does not require any mobilization at all, and everyone’s fighting spirit is burning.

They have their own local operations and have sufficient time to arrange them. Originally, according to Shi Pei’s estimate, it was completely able to block the opponent’s attack.

Unexpectedly, the front line still can not block the other side's assault, showing the pressure on the front line.

When Shi Pe was surprised, he immediately realized that the masters of the other side were only afraid to be more than they expected! The situation is even worse than they think.

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Mi Wu was very fast, and the two ring masters followed closely, protecting his flank, and the three rushed into the camp like the front. Mi Wu only felt a fire burning in his chest. The attack on his hand was extremely fierce. The gods in the body constantly provided the power of shackles. He seemed to have endless power.

All around him are enemies, but he is not afraid.

The figure is like electricity, and the light in his hand is like a sharp blade, and it flies in the air. I have to say that the battle is the best teacher. The battle between the last time and the left Momo was just a face-to-face, but it still benefited Mitch and became gradually getting old.

clang!

The other side of the gods flashed a flash, blocking his attack, but Mi Wu had already expected that the Department of Warfare was equipped with the magical costumes Mo Yunhai specially created for them. The level of Mo Yunhai's gods is not under the sky ring, and the defense is very good.

Serial attacks followed.

A quiet, silent light appeared behind the other's neck.

At the moment when the mask of the gods was shattered, the silent light shone across the neck of the other side.

A blood line floated on the other's neck and the other side was in the same place.

Mi Wu, by the momentum of the rush, suddenly slammed into this person, oh, the head and the body were instantly separated, the blood column of the fountain turned into a **** fog in the air, and the headless body was like a sandbag, whistling to him left The enemy that the party rushed over.

With this resistance, the lines of the gods at the foot of Mi Wu suddenly lit up, and seven identical figures appeared at the same time. At the same time, there were fourteen sharp and knife-like lights.

However, he expected to kill seven people, but did not complete.

Only one person died on the spot, and the other two were killed with the help of two ring owners.

The Department of Warfare, the name is really worthy!

Mi Wu’s heart was secretly stunned. His strength exceeded the soldiers’ many times, but he still felt great resistance.

This strong sense of resistance and oppression is invisible like air, but it is real. Those soldiers are not afraid of death, as if they are indifferent to life, and the blood of the sky cannot be used as a move. A face covered with scars, a face indifference to him, even if he was dead, his face was indifferent, and the mahjong had a cold on his back.

He has not seen the elite, the warlord of Mi Nan's contemporary real power, Minan, is also a world-famous army, one-on-one elite, he has been in and out many times, but never gave him such feelings.

Mi Wu’s attack power is not fully open. His mission is to attract the attention of the other party, control the consumption of divine power, and prepare for a long-term battle.

In the corner of his eye, Yu Guang saw a team of seven people, and rushed over. He quickly made a mistake and slammed in the other direction. After rushing for a while, Mi Wu has already experienced some experience. Once the number of opponents exceeds five, the combat power will rise sharply. The three of them can still win, but they are easily entangled.

The speed of the three people was extremely fast and slippery. Even if there were people around them who were slowing down, they still didn't entangle them.

The prohibition of the camp layout is really rough for the Mi Wu who was born in Tianhuan. They effortlessly open traps, bans, and constantly swim, not giving each other a chance to get together.

But the fast pace of the battle is amazing.

In just one hundred interest, the three have already killed more than forty people, and they are in a mess. For Mi Wu, who is calm and quick to respond, it is more appropriate.

However, such a high-tempo rush, even if Mi Wu has paid attention to staying, still consumes a lot of energy.

The two ring owners around him are more expensive.

The rushing of the three people has a significant effect. They are like a thin and fascinating knife. They are wandering between each other's flesh and blood, looking for opportunities.

The formation of the other side, inevitably there is a slight fluctuation.

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Sang Dong is much more brave than the calm Mi Wu.

He is alone, one step at a time, where he passes, broken limbs, blood flowing into the river.

His **** pattern is quite different in the sky ring. If Zuo Mo is here, I will be surprised to find that the gods of Sang Dong and the moiré of Mo Yunhai are somewhat similar. The power of the scorpion makes his power cover a thick blood shadow.

He is like a beast, and he is very unreasonable.

The eyes are red and bloody, and there is an unspeakable embarrassment in the mouth. The whole person carries a **** shadow like a real, facing the enemy in front, like a violent rhinoceros, plunging into the other side.

Hey!

A few figures fluttered out like sandbags, and the light on the body was faint, and it was not dead or hurt.

The blood on the ground was constantly immersed in the blood of his body. In a blink of an eye, the blood shadow became more intense.

Sang Dong screamed at the sky, his voice was even stronger than before!

Sang Dong, his "blood-blooded **** pattern" is the most suitable **** pattern for the battlefield. It can continuously extract blood and transform it into divine power. On the battlefield, he is the real killing machine, brutal and incomparable, and tireless, as long as there is blood, he can continue to fight.

And unlike several other chiefs, Sang Dong is a full-fledged combat madman. He usually can't see him in the martial art. His favorite is the battlefield.

Tianhuan has not had a big fight in these years, but his small battle at the border has his active figure.

If Li Xianer is the most outstanding disciple of Tianhuan talent and the strongest theoretical force, then Sang Dong is definitely the most horrible guy among the four chiefs.

Sang Dong's powerful impact has brought tremendous pressure to the War.

He is like a tireless bull, constantly attacking the enemy line over and over again.

Even a rocky battle, there was a crack in it.

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Zuo Mo saw the chaotic scene below and breathed a sigh of relief.

If you come back later, it is really dangerous.

In this case, the Department of Warfare has not collapsed. It is indeed an extremely disciplined iron army. These masters of the Tianhuan, for a war department, have already collapsed.

When the number of masters is sufficient, unless the war department has a master, then the war is the loss. The superior personal strength of the masters allows them to rush back and forth in the enemy line. They control the initiative of the battle, and the war department can only passively fight. If the number of opponents is very small, then the strong advantage of the war department, as long as they do not hesitate, they can kill each other. But if there are so many masters and the war department lacks a master, then the war department is in danger.

This is the case at the moment.

The masters of the Tianhuan almost came out of their nests, and the elites of the Qiang Battle Department were all suppressed and almost even the battlefields were difficult to form.

Zuo Mo looked secretly, and later had to give the little girl a cold, they are equipped with some masters around, or else encountered this situation, it is really dangerous.

The advantage of the war department is a large-scale rushing in front, such as a small-scale battle, far less flexible than the body, attacking powerful masters.

There was a flaw in the war department of the Department of War.

Zuo Mo’s eyes narrowed!

He saw an old man.

In such a chaotic battlefield, this person is like a leisurely walk, calmly moving forward. His speed is not fast, but no one around him can stop him half a step.

A team of seven people did not hesitate to rush to the old man, and the ray of the battle was dazzling.

The old man did not see any action at all, and the seven-person squad suddenly turned into seven fireballs in the battle.

He moved forward leisurely, not looking at his feet, stepping on a ban.

Just when everyone thought that the ban was launched, the ban on the foot suddenly brightened, and then the bright light, like a fierce, spread around at an alarming rate.

Wherever it passes, no matter whether it is a dark or no ban, there is no trace of the pattern, all are bright and incomparable!

The ground of the entire camp has a myriad of patterns.

All bans, all triggered!

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