"Aren't you afraid of retribution when Bai Zhen earns this money?" Ji Kang's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth while suppressing the turmoil in his stomach.
"Have you ever heard of 'two-legged sheep' and 'he-bone rotten'?" Ling Muyun is not without empathy.
He saw the helplessness of the Northwest King in the killing of foreigners.
She Qilan said that if the soldiers on the front line were fighting bloody battles with foreign races, if they were facing the so-called foreign races in the field, then what would it look like in the north of Tianshan Mountain where the Northwest King was still holding on?
In Ling Muyun's impression, his parents were extremely kind, well-informed and good at etiquette, and would never help others do evil. So how difficult was their situation?
"Slaves, their lives are not their own." Li Hao seemed to be accustomed to this, and continued: "This is also the reason why the First Emperor is the First Emperor, and he laid the foundation of civilization."
No. 81 was pulled off his feet and fell hard against the towering stone wall.
The last survivor also lost his breath.
But in the eyes of foreigners, there were too many people in the venue.
Fortunately, the stone wall was ten feet high. It jumped a few times, except for making a group of people in the stands scream. Then it sat slumped on the ground, picked up the flesh and started to eat it.
Ling Muyun turned his gaze to Emperor Ajieyemo.
Sitting cross-legged, clasping hands, placing Buddhist beads on his hands, he is saving the souls of the dead.
"Brother Kuang, come on!" Ling Muyun nodded towards Ji Kuang.
"Okay!" Ji Kuang tied Ji Qin tightly and jumped off the stage.
Ling Muyun was covered in thunder and landed first.
"Hey!" Li Hao stamped his foot and followed closely: "There is no game, what are you doing here?"
"Kill!" Ling Muyun didn't waste any words. A thunderbolt from his palm drew an arc and exploded on the foreigner's shoulder with a "bang" sound.
The alien felt pain and touched his shoulder. Pieces of rotten flesh fell off. He picked up a leg and threw it towards the three of them.
Due to the sheer strength, the remaining limbs actually made a whirring sound.
Ling Muyun struck another thunderbolt from his palm, shattering the stump of the limb. The thunder whip in his hand was like a spear, piercing the foreign race.
The differences between alien races include not only their habits but also their bodies.
The thunder whip was pulled away, leaving only a scorched black hole and dark black liquid flowing out.
Ji Kuang was not idle either. The moment he landed, he picked up a simple knife, dodged a few times, and arrived behind the alien.
Diagonal chop.
The sound was huge and he used his true energy, but it only left a scar of less than a foot. Even the alien just waved his arm casually and knocked him away a foot away.
So far, Ling Muyun has used two thunder techniques. Although Ji Kuang did not use Ji Qin, he also used Zhenqi and passed one move.
Even so, the foreign race should fall to the ground.
But the reality is the opposite. The aliens are like wild beasts, and their blood is aroused.
"Roar"
Regardless of the continuous attacks on his body, he stubbornly rushed towards Ling Muyun and smashed him.
Ling Muyun moved the thunder chain and locked the alien's big hand. He still underestimated the alien's power and was punched in the chest.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground and rolled more than a foot away.
In the stands, Bai Zhen waved his hand to stop the guest who wanted to leave.
"There are just a few more dead souls in the hands of strangers. It's not like we are waiting for arrangements, not even the Li family in Longxi can do anything to me."
"The three people in the venue are all from small backgrounds."
"This stranger is definitely not a kind person and cannot be dealt with by a few young boys."
Bai Zhen and Ke Qing watched the exciting fighting on the stage and immediately arranged for the croupier to start gambling business.
Only victory or defeat.
The odds are one to nine, alien nine.
Judging from the field, the aliens do deserve a nine.
There were more than a dozen arrows inserted all over his body, and he was covered in bruises and purples from the thunderbolts in his palms. Black smoke was rising, and the lower three roads were even more stained with blood.
But he still ran around the field, seemingly feeling no pain and tireless.
Looking at the other three people, the one carrying the harp couldn't even take out the harp, the one holding the arrows had an empty arrow kettle, and only the one with the thunder could fight back one or two times, but he vomited several liters of blood.
Who wins and who loses is a foregone conclusion.
"Brother Ling, do you have any strategies to deal with the enemy?" Li Hao dodged the kick sideways, jumped into the air, and asked.
"Waiting for your northwest look: Shoot the Sirius." The thunder in Ling Muyun's palm attracted the alien race, which made Ji Kuang, who was dodging in embarrassment, breathe a sigh of relief.
"I have a style that can be used, but I can't control its range!"
"Then you can only use my style!"
Li Hao threw away his long bow and made an arrow with his left hand, which was three feet blue. He made a long bow with his right hand, which was as white as jade.
Lung step, raise the bow, set the arrow, lean on the string, and draw the bow, all in one go.
"Look northwest: Shoot the Sirius!"
The white light is like clouds, as fast as lightning, and the arrow feathers leave a long and elegant tail.
When the alien heard the sound, his body had been split in two from the waist.
He looked at his lower body with a look of disbelief and fell down suddenly.
There was no excessive pain, no struggle, and even some peace.
The arrow passed by the alien race, and not only did its power not diminish, it even grew bigger and bigger, setting off a gust of wind.
From the initial roar, to the end, it turned into a running wolf, running towards the stands.
As fast as a shooting star.
"Buddha said: All dharmas are empty."
A Buddha's hand descended from the sky, holding Sirius in place less than ten feet away from the stands.
Afterwards, he was dragged ten feet alive.
"boom"
Sound waves echoed in the martial arts arena.
Sirius and Buddha's Hand suddenly disappeared.
The aristocratic family sitting in the front row saw the gate of hell in a trance, and was pulled back alive by a Buddha's hand.
Guests from other aristocratic families immediately defended themselves, but there were still those with weaker cultivation who fainted on the spot.
In the field, looking at the ten-foot-deep trench left by Sirius, no one doubted whether the martial arts field existed after the arrow.
Ji Kuang looked at the scene in the arena and finally understood why Li Hao looked like a fool when he heard the performance of "Look Northwest: Shoot the Sirius" in the martial arts arena.
One arrow drove back three thousand enemies, and the result was true.
"Shoot a few more arrows, I'm afraid the Jin Dynasty will also have the surname Li, and the imperial seal will be sent to you overnight."
"The moon waxes and wanes, and the stars fall. The accumulation of this arrow does not happen overnight." Li Hao shook his head, he really could use the Sirius Shot unlimitedly, then the Li family would not be as powerful as the Jin Dynasty.
"Stop being sensational! Run away before Bai Zhen can react!"
After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he forcibly raised his true energy, and thunder and lightning began to appear all over his body. One thunderbolt melted the gate and fence, and he jumped out of the martial arts field.
Ji Kuang followed suit.
He killed Bai Zhen's cash cow and destroyed the martial arts arena in Qiuci. If he doesn't leave now, he won't be able to leave when Bai Zhen wakes up from the shock.
"Brother Ling, Brother Kuang, goodbye!" Li Hao bowed with his fists in the direction of the door.
Once the technique is completed, it is time to make achievements.
"Li Hao didn't follow?"
"The Li family in Longxi has no ambition here. Brother Ling, don't worry too much."
By the time Shi Zhen came to his senses and ordered the city gate to be closed, and the entire city was searching for them, the two of them were already thirty miles away from Kucha City.
The waiter, who had been dreaming for ten years, heard that Ling Muyun and his wife had become wanted criminals, so he hurriedly washed his face in the back of the hall.
"Brother Ling, do you think Emperor Ajieye will come after you?"
"Won't."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Buddha said, don't say it."
"Brother Ling, do you think this is considered a murderous act committed by Emperor Ajieyemo?"
"Everything has its own cause and effect. Once the venerable master has cultivated the fruition status, he will definitely not commit murder and cruelty." Ling Muyun thought of Dao Li's words: "How come you don't know that they went to the Western Bliss?"
"where are we going?"
"Slaughter the mountain!"
