Chapter 675 The influx of multiple forces

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"Grandpa Banshan, we are also very powerful. We are not afraid of them." Ye Xiaowu puffed up her chest and said a little arrogantly.

With two masters, Peng Zhan and Cheng Wanling, beside her, she felt like she had her own way in the world.

"Haha, I know your cultivation level is good, but there are three teams you meet, so you must be careful. The Yamato ninjas, the dead soldiers of the Yue Kingdom, the Deep Blue of the Eagle Kingdom, and other foreign forces are not something to be afraid of."

Taoist Banshan obviously liked Ye Xiaowu very much. In order to reduce their danger, he directly shared important information with them.

"Ah, it doesn't sound like it's very powerful. It feels like it's far less powerful than your mountain-moving sect." Ye Xiaowu said.

"Hahaha, our Banshan sect has thousands of years of history. How can we be compared to such young people? However, these guys have no sense of martial ethics at all and will use any means to achieve their goals."

Even though Ye Xiaowu was speaking her true inner thoughts, she was indeed a great compliment to the Mountain Moving Sect.

Taoist Banshan had never heard someone give such high praise to one of their tomb robbing sects. He was already very fond of Ye Xiaowu, and now he was smiling from ear to ear.

"Yamato ninjas know the traditions of the Dragon Kingdom very well, and they are especially good at deciphering the mechanisms in ancient tombs. Because the dead soldiers of the Yue Kingdom firmly believe that Zhao Tuo is the hero of their Yue Kingdom, they believe that the things in this tomb should belong to them, so He has extremely strong faith.”

Having said this, Taoist Banshan paused for a moment, and then said in a worried tone: "Although there are a large number of cultivators in these two teams, the truly terrifying one is the Deep Blue of Eagle Country."

"Shenlan sounds like a technology company, what's there to be afraid of?" Ye Xiaowu said disapprovingly.

"Little girl, you must not underestimate the enemy. The things they possess can be said to represent the highest technological level in many fields of mankind. Bullets that can turn, aircraft that can fly freely in the air, and indestructible liquid bulletproof Clothes."

"Isn't an aircraft flying freely in the sky an airplane?" Cheng Wanling said softly.

"It's not an airplane. There is something like a disk under their feet. When they step on the disk, they can fly freely. This is much more flexible than an airplane. It feels like a top master walking with a sword." Taoist Taoist Banshan hurriedly explained.

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Banshan. We will be careful. You should also be careful. See you in the finals." Ye Xiaowu said.

"Finals?" Taoist Banshan was confused.

"Hehe, the finals is a game. It means that after everyone else is dead, only our two teams are left to compete for the final victory."

"Okay, let's see you in the finals. Remember, at noon tomorrow, you will go to the tomb at work, don't miss it!" After finishing Taoist Banshan, he bowed his hands to Peng Zhan and the others, turned and left.

"I like this old man who moved mountains." Looking at the back of the mountain-moving Taoist, Cheng Wanling suddenly said something very serious.

"Ah, sister Ling'er, what do you mean?" Ye Xiaowu was startled and asked quickly.

"Don't you think he looks like the legendary knight?" Cheng Wanling imitated the Taoist who moved the mountains and turned around.

Then, she added: "The only regret is that he is a Taoist priest. In my mind, a real knight should hold a feather fan and look forward to the glory. Of course, he should also look suave and not too old."

"Listening to your description, why do I feel like he is a flower-picking thief?" Ye Xiaowu said.

"Ye Xiaowu, are you trying to make me angry? I won't play with you anymore." Cheng Wanling's beautiful imagination was completely destroyed by Ye Xiaowu's words about the flower-picking thief, and she said angrily.

"Oh, sister Ling'er, you're just joking. Seriously, what do you think of Peng Zhan?" Ye Xiaowu asked Cheng Wanling in a low voice.