"This...this is!"
Looking at this strange-looking chariot with sharp edges and corners, Old General Xue’s eyes were filled with brilliance and he was filled with admiration, “Although I don’t know how effective it is, but just looking at this appearance, it has surpassed the Poling Chariot by several blocks. .”
I saw a row of wheels below the chariot wrapped with tracks, and the upper boss was lined with dense keyways. The number of arrows that could be loaded was similar to that of the Soul-breaking Chariot, but a long black pipe stretched out from the middle. About three feet long, there are twenty-four grooves on the platform behind the pipe, with different types of spiritual patterns carved around them, giving people an unknown and powerful feeling.
"The pipe in the middle seems to be somewhat similar to the 'Sacred Fire Gun'." Shangguan Mingyue keenly discovered the mystery.
"You have a good sense." Zhong Wen glanced at her approvingly, "It is indeed an enlarged version of the 'Shenhuo Gun'."
"Are these twenty-four grooves used to activate the large 'divine fire gun'?" Shangguan Mingyue's beautiful eyes showed a look of surprise, "Eight spiritual crystals have the power to kill a master of the heavenly wheel. , twenty-four pills, I don’t know what effect it will have.”
"It doesn't matter who made it." Zhong Wen said proudly, "If it is filled with twenty-four spiritual crystals, it will naturally kill the gods when it sees it, and the immortal when it encounters it. Even if the saint comes, it will have to stay away."
"Just brag." Shangguan Mingyue couldn't help but glare at him. The expression of the gorgeous young lady made many people around her feel excited and intoxicated.
Today's young men and women are really weird.
General Xue glanced back and forth between Zhong Wen and Shangguan Mingyue. He felt that the two people seemed to be arguing all the time, but their relationship seemed to be good, and they were even vaguely ambiguous. For a moment, he was not sure what the relationship was.
"Brother Zhong Wen, is the trough for the Broken Spirit Arrow next to the big manager?" General Zeng Rui asked.
"It's not limited to spirit-breaking arrows." Zhong Wen answered patiently, "Ordinary arrows can also be installed."
"Can you test the effect?" Old General Xue asked impatiently.
"That's natural." Zhong Wen smiled and directed the soldiers to push the chariot outside the camp. "Let's do an experiment with ordinary arrows first."
After that, several soldiers filled the arrow trough according to his instructions. Zhong Wen personally jumped on the chariot, adjusted the arrow, pointed at an open space in the distance and suddenly pressed the button.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Nearly a hundred arrows carried an astonishing momentum and headed straight into the distance. They were as fast as lightning and rushed dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye. Although they did not accurately measure it, everyone could roughly estimate the distance the arrows flew. , has far exceeded the limit range of the Broken Spirit Chariot: thirty feet.
Before General Xue could open his mouth to praise, the second wave of arrows left the chariot and flew away into the distance.
Then came the third wave, the fourth wave and the fifth wave!
It was not until five rounds of arrow rain passed that the chariot returned to silence, standing majestically on the spot, like a steel fortress, which was awe-inspiring.
The scene was completely silent. After more than ten breaths, cheers like a tsunami suddenly erupted.
"Okay, okay!" Old General Xue shouted loudly, waving his right fist fiercely, "Compared with the chariot designed by Brother Zhong, the Soul-breaking Chariot is really just garbage, but I don't know if this chariot has ever been name?"
"Yes." Zhong Wen nodded, with a strange smile on his face, "It's called a 'tank combat vehicle'."
"Tank?" General Zeng Rui savored these two words carefully, "What a strange name."
"These two words, in ancient times, meant invincible giant beasts." Zhong Wen boasted nonsense.
"Okay, what an invincible beast." Old General Xue laughed, "I didn't expect that Brother Zhong is actually proficient in ancient divine texts. He is indeed capable of everything except giving birth to children."
He looked at Zhong Wen as if he was admiring a pile of spiritual crystals.
This little guy is really a treasure. If he is willing to stay in the army and given time, he can reach Fulong Emperor's capital. What's the difficulty?
He felt deeply regretful when he thought that Zhong Wen was a womanizer who would never join the army for the rest of his life.
"One hundred and one feet." The soldier responsible for measuring the distance came back to report.
"Hiss!" Several generals looked at each other, the shock on their faces completely difficult to conceal.
Among the surrounding soldiers, voices of praise for the "Zhong Shenxian" once again emerged one after another.
"This is just the distance the chariot itself shoots. I also engraved several spiritual patterns on the vehicle body to increase the range. If you are willing to spend some spiritual crystals, you can shoot farther." Zhong Wen added.
"With this tank and chariot, what do those spiritual masters of the Fulong Empire mean?" Old General Xue laughed while stroking his beard, as if the war had been won. "If you dare to attack again, let us They leave dogs dead."
"This tank is naturally excellent, but there is still a problem." Nangong Ling suddenly said.
"What's the problem?" General Zeng Rui asked curiously.
"We don't have spirit-breaking arrows on hand." Nangong Ling said, "We have a chariot but no arrows. How can we save the life of the spiritual master?"
Everyone: "..."
At this moment, the entire camp fell into terrible silence, and even the sound of a pin dropping to the ground became clearly audible.
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"You mean, there's a god in Da Qian's army?" Jiang Yushi said in a strange tone as he listened to the news brought back by Xi Zuo, "No matter what kind of injury you suffer, as long as you drink his 'elixir', you will be healed." Can it be restored to its original state in an instant?"
"Exactly, my subordinates have seen with their own eyes that many soldiers who were seriously injured and almost died took a sip of the elixir, but after only a dozen breaths, they were full of life and returned to the battlefield." Xizuo looked at Jiang Yu's beautiful poem. His face dropped, and he immediately lowered his head, never daring to look up again.
"Have you seen that miracle doctor?" Jiang Yushi asked.
"My subordinate just took a look at him from a distance. He seemed to be less than twenty years old." Hosaku replied truthfully, "Some people also say that he is an immortal who has lived for hundreds of years. He just looks young. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"In this way, it can explain the number of people in Daqian's army." Jiang Yushi nodded slightly, "Is there such a magical medicine in the world? It is really unbelievable."
"General, Xiao Qingqing wants to see you." A soldier came to report.
"What is he here for?" Jiang Yushi frowned slightly, then relaxed her eyebrows, "Let him come in."
After the soldier left, she turned to tell Xi Zuo: "Go back and keep an eye on the so-called 'immortal'. Any information about him must be reported to me in a timely manner."
"Yes!" Xizuo took the order and left.
Not long after, Xiao Qingwu, dressed in white, followed the soldiers and stepped into the Jiang family's military camp.
Even after experiencing a series of setbacks, the style of the second young master of the Xiao family has not been damaged at all. He is still handsome with exquisite facial features, charming eyes, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, with a bit of laziness and evil. The face is even more charming.
"I have met the general without mercy." When Jiang Yushi looked at Xiao Qingwu, he was also observing the famous young female general in front of him.
She is truly stunning in the world!
Even Xiao Qingqing, who has seen countless women, has to admit that the beauty of the Jiang family lady in front of him is not inferior to any beauty he has ever seen.
However, Jiang Yushi's sharp eyes made Xiao Qingwu feel a little uncomfortable.
This was a condescending look, a look with contempt and scrutiny, as if it was constantly reminding him that the identities between the two were not equal.
"Master Xiao is looking for me, what's the matter?" Jiang Yushi's voice was nice, but so cold that you couldn't feel the warmth.
"By order of my second uncle, I came to serve under the general and wait for my orders." Xiao Qingqing spoke softly, hiding the dissatisfaction in his heart very well.
"Why?"
"Although the second uncle is a great man in the world, he ultimately defected to the empire as a rebel general." Xiao Qingqing did not hide anything and said bluntly, "If you want to gain a foothold in the Fulong Empire in the future, you will definitely need strong people. ally."
"So you want to form an alliance with the Jiang family through me?" Jiang Yushi smiled slightly and was noncommittal.
"Although the Jiang family is the No. 1 Fulong family, it is not without its opponents. Having an extra ally like us is beneficial and harmless, and this is one of them." Xiao Qingqing talked eloquently, "This is not to boast, Qingqing is also knowledgeable. The strategist himself has the cultivation of the Heavenly Wheel, so he will not be able to delay the general's retreat. This is the second reason."
"I heard that Mr. Xiao is elegant and charming, and is the dream lover of all the women in the Daqian Empire." Jiang Yushi said with a half-smile, "If he can capture the heart of Miss Jiang's family, the Xiao family's reputation in the Fulong Empire will be great." Status will definitely rise with the tide, and this is the third one, isn't it?"
What an amazing woman!
Xiao Qingqing was shocked, but he denied it: "The general has great talent and strategy, and has an immortal appearance and jade. Qing Wuqing never dares to have such extravagant hopes."
"Don't you dare to admit it?" Jiang Yushi's face showed a look of disappointment, "'Sentimental Young Master' is such a big name, but it's nothing more than that."
Xiao Wuqing raised his head suddenly, a stern look flashed in his eyes, but his gentle and jade-like expression instantly returned.
"We are not in a hurry to form an alliance. Come with me." Jiang Yushi suddenly turned around and said, "There is no need for incompetent people in the army. Let me weigh your weight and see if you are qualified to serve me."
Without saying a word, Xiao Qingqing silently followed Jiang Yushi and left the camp. He clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that after losing his identity as the second son of the first family of Daqian, he might not be as great as he thought.
After walking for half a stick of incense, Jiang Yushi came to a square in the tent.
The square was empty, with only a few guards standing around. On the weapon racks on both sides, there were all kinds of long and short weapons, including swords, guns, swords and halberds. They were very complete.
Jiang Yushi moved lightly and came to the weapon rack, took out a long gun, then turned to look at Xiao Qingwu: "What weapon do you use?"
"I'll use this." Xiao Wuqing put his right hand into his left sleeve and took out a folding fan.
"He is indeed a young master." Jiang Yushi's eyes showed contempt again, "Come on, let me see the strength of the second young master of the Xiao family."
"General, please." Xiao Wuqing raised his fists and saluted, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
It is said that when a man sees a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a fairy-like appearance like Jiang Yushi, he can't help but feel pity for her. It's too late to be attentive, so how can he be willing to fight with her?
However, the look in the eyes of this young lady from the Jiang family seemed to have touched a certain string deep in Xiao Wuqing's heart, causing him to unconsciously feel a trace of anger.
This is just because this passionate young man seems to be gentle and gentle, but in fact, deep down in his heart, he has never regarded women as beings equal to himself. The gentleness on the surface is more of an emotional charity with superiority.
"Come on." Jiang Yushi shook the spear in her hand and looked at Xiao Wuqing calmly.
"General, please be careful." Xiao Qingqing opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it with his backhand. His spiritual power stirred up waves in the air and headed straight for Jiang Yushi.
Driven by the anger in his heart, he ignored his demeanor and made the first move against the woman.
The spear in Jiang Yushi's hand stabbed forward gently, and the tip of the spear lit up with a little silver light. When the wind and waves touched the silver light, it disappeared instantly like a vampire seeing the sun.
Xiao Qingqing remained calm, and waved the fan in his hand again. A strong wind blew around him, causing the dust on the ground in the square to roll up high, hiding his body in it, making it blurry.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, his body suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yushi. With a snap, his folding fan turned into a short stick and pierced the female general's back.
Jiang Yushi seemed to have expected it. With a twist of his slender waist, he used a carbine at the right time and stabbed Xiao Qingwu's throat. The silver light from the tip of the gun made Xiao Wuqing's eyes hurt.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Xiao Qingqing tapped his toes on the ground and jumped back suddenly, intending to find another good opportunity. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yushi had no intention of letting him go. He tapped his lotus feet lightly and stuck to him like a shadow. The tip of the gun had a silver light. He was never more than an inch away from Xiao Qingqing, and his body speed was not inferior to him at all.
Xiao Wuqing's expression changed, and he tried his best to change his pace, but he still couldn't get rid of Jiang Yushi's pursuit. He had no choice but to raise his fan to block, and when the guns and fans met, he felt an indescribable terrifying power coming from the fan, and his arms Ma, he couldn't even hold the fan, so he let go and flew out.
What a powerful force!
Xiao Qingqing did not expect that this delicate-looking beauty would crush him in terms of strength and speed. In despair, his movement showed a trace of sluggishness, and Jiang Yushi's spear tip was easily pointed at his throat.
"So-so." Jiang Yushi put away the gun and stepped back, throwing it casually, inserting the spear into the weapon rack through the air, then turned around and walked away, "Just stay in the camp and wait for orders."
Lost, lost so easily.
His self-confidence was hit again and again by a woman, and he felt bitter in his heart. Although there was still a smile on his face, there was a shadow between his eyebrows. He clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost pierced his palms.
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"Jian Jue? How did you become such a virtuous person? Could it be that a spiritual master took action against you?"
The person who spoke was Jian Yicheng, the great elder of Tianjian Villa. Seeing the miserable appearance of his beloved disciple, he felt a burst of heartache.
Tianjian Villa is known as the best in combat power among the Seven Holy Lands, and Jian Yicheng is known as the second master in the entire Villa after the Heavenly Sword Saint. He can be regarded as standing at the top of the entire cultivation world. one.
To be able to attract the attention of such a powerful and arrogant person and accept him as a closed disciple also shows how talented Jian Jue is.
Although he didn't say it, in Jian Yicheng's heart, his beloved disciple was definitely the best master of his age group in the world. Therefore, after seeing the seriously injured Jian Jue, his first reaction was that he had a spirit. The big brother relied on his cultivation to shamelessly attack his young apprentice.
"No." Jian Jue shook his head with a pale face, "I was defeated by a girl in the Heavenly Wheel Realm."
"How is it possible?" Jian Yicheng felt unbelievable, "Which holy land genius is he from?"
"He is a disciple of the secular sect." It was not easy for Jian Jue to be able to support himself back to Tianjian Villa. At this time, he even found it difficult to speak. He tried his best to spit out a few words, "Maybe he is the owner of the 'Innate Sword Heart' .”
After hearing these four words, Jian Yicheng's expression finally changed.
"Take me to find her." There was a hint of excitement and desire in his voice, "Such a genius should not be reduced to the world."
