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You Wuming and Jiang Shisan have already reached a distance of hundreds of feet.

He deliberately didn't use Lingyun, only relying on his own strength and explosion, he slashed heavily on Jiang Shisan's bow with one sword after another.

Jiang Shisanxiu is good at archery, not good at close combat.

He always wanted to distance himself, but the other party was like a gangrene, with a ghostly figure, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"Who are you! Do you know the consequences of a surprise attack on the Heavenly Capital Imperial Army!" Jiang Shisan shouted angrily.

The spirit of fire flickered on the bowed back and bowstring.

This is a good bow.

You Wuming lowered his voice, and said casually, "This bow is very suitable for the general."

General Zhenxi Huangfuxiong is a strong fire attribute.

Jiang Shisan gasped. Just now, he faintly heard something like 'Dongzhou Wang's personal guard sneak attack' from below, but he didn't fully believe it.

Hearing this at the moment, I felt chills in my heart—the other party didn't say who the 'general' was, but with such a well-equipped heavy army and a 'general' with fire attributes, there is only one Huangfuxiong in the world. .

"Are you Dongzhou going to rebel!" Jiang Shisan was furious.

You Wuming replied with a sneer: "Who says I'm from Dongzhou?"

The epee in his hand was swung more sharply, and the thunder force contained within, so shocked Jiang Shisan that he almost threw the bow out of his hand many times.

Finally, with a heavy chop, Jiang Shisan retreated a few steps and fell down the city wall.

Jiang Shisan actually did it on purpose.

He stabbed the horn of the bow into the wall, and there was a piercing sound of "stab" with sparks, across the high wall, leaving a deep mark.

He holds the bow in one hand, and draws out the arrow with the other hand, resting on the bowstring.

If the opponent dares to jump over the wall to chase after him, he will eat him with a row of arrows!

You Wuming leaned on the wall to 'meditate' for a moment, and chose to pursue from the stone ladder.

Jiang Shisan landed, breathed steadily, and saw the other party rushing towards the city ladder, he hurriedly took out the jade slip and hurriedly contacted Shangfeng, saying that he was attacked by the Dongzhou Guards, and he would interrogate him carefully when he was captured—— Jiang Shisan has confirmed that the other party is just a master of physical training, and his cultivation base is not high.

Jiang Shisan believed that as long as the distance was widened, the opponent would not be able to dodge the arrow of the Lingyao Realm!

You Wuming stepped down the stone ladder, seeing the jade slip in the opponent's hand was broken, he couldn't help squinting, and the corners of his lips under the mask slowly raised.

On the other side of the school field, the battle was fierce.

After the soldiers of Youzhou jumped off their cavalry, they formed a simple infantry formation and fought with the Tiandu Army. With the silent support of Sang Yuanrun, this seemingly shaky little force has been fighting tenaciously.

At the moment when You Wuming was distracted, a cloud-piercing arrow rushed towards him with raging fireworks!

He had once forcibly received an arrow from this man.

That day and night, when he sneaked into the imperial palace, he was hit by Jiang Yanji's poisonous palm. He was about to leave, but the puppet unexpectedly found that Sang had fallen far into the evil formation. In order to turn around and save her, he accidentally took another arrow from Jiang Shisan.

Thinking about it now, that arrow was quite worth it.

In exchange for a hot, fragrant and soft fruit daughter-in-law.

In the black eyes, a smile flashed by. He raised his hand and grabbed the sharp arrow in front of him that could pierce gold and broken stones.

The tail of the arrow was humming and shaking, struggling in his palm as if alive.

The tip of the arrow was only an inch away from his eyes.

The second arrow arrives again!

You Wuming slipped a step backwards, turned his hand, and threw the sharp arrow in his palm straight out.

The arrow tips collided and both fell.

His body was close to the thrown arrow, and he shot at Jiang Shisan across a distance of several tens of feet.

Jiang Shisan fired arrows repeatedly, but You Wuming easily dodged them.

When Jiang Shisan finally realized that something was wrong, the ghostly man had already moved closer, and a big hand with well-defined bones suddenly grabbed the fire bow.

The opponent didn't draw a sword, but what Jiang Shisan felt at this moment was a thousand times more shocking than when the tip of the sword brushed across his throat.

On the giant bow, the spiritual fire surged back, pouring into Jiang Shisan's body with a slight numbness, and there was no room for resistance at all!

Jiang Shisan realized that he seemed to have made a mistake—the other party was waiting for him to use the jade slip to contact Tiandu!

so……

The other party is really not from Dongzhou!

Unfortunately, it is too late to wake up now. Just now, there was a drastic change, and there was no room for quiet thinking. I just followed the usual practice and found a free time to report the situation first, so that Tiandu could respond in time. And it was precisely this loophole that the other party had seized.

Jiang Shisan Lingtai was completely clear, as if it had been empowered by thunder.

In the next moment, the cold and heavy blade sliced ​​across his charred and numb throat.

Jiang Shisanyuan opened a pair of eyes that still had lightning flames, and slowly fell backwards. When he fell to the ground, his body and head were separated.

You Wuming glanced at the fire bow in his hand, swept it lightly, and swept it to the high platform next to the school grounds. He sat lazily on the edge of the high platform with one leg bent, holding the back of the bow with his left hand, and casually raised the index finger of his right hand. Bowstring, squinting and aiming, flicked with a 'bang'.

Seeing a ray of flames shooting directly into the field, the most valiant lieutenant Tiandu instantly became a burning man.

"Tsk," You Wuming said to himself, "I'm really a genius."

He slowly got up, his posture was extremely lazy, but his strikes were very neat, "swish swish" flames burst out one after another, just like Jiang Shisan shooting the underworld demon, shooting those tricky heavenly masters into pieces one by one. Pillar of fire.

The battlefield was in chaos, and no one knew where the flames came from.

The Tiandu army fought for a long time, seeing that the team of five hundred people in front of them did not have much reduction in number, they couldn't help but have a bad feeling in their hearts.

Someone started to run away.

Tiandu's army is pampered, with high status, low risk, and first-class cultivation resources. They rarely leave the capital, and usually only need to be responsible for the defense of Tiandu. There is a huge room for promotion, which can be regarded as a first-class job. After a long time, many officials and rich children will naturally be stuffed into the team, which is also human nature.

These children are highly talented, have good resources, improve their cultivation quickly, and have high status in the army, but they have very little actual combat experience, and their mentality is even worse. Same day.

They began to flee in all directions.

On the chaotic battlefield, You Wuming had to squint his eyes to take aim for a while to distinguish between the enemy and us. They escaped from the crowd like this, but they became scattered living targets, and were leisurely shot into a pile by You Wuming. Pile of fly ashes, leaving only the mysterious armor that was slightly calcined by the inextinguishable fire all over the ground.

Sang Yuan was on the arrow tower, and he also exerted all his strength.

After the battle became fierce, she didn't hold back her hands any more. Sunflowers sprouted from the feet of the wounded soldiers, and accurately transported the dense spiritual mist into their bodies.

The whole battle lasted about half an hour.

The 5,000 men brought by Jiang Shisan were wiped out.

Of the 500 soldiers in Youzhou, more than 400 survived. Looking at the corpses of the enemy soldiers everywhere, everyone felt in a trance for a while.

Such a thing as one against ten has always existed only in legends. Really incredible.

A soldier was the first to react: "Without the timely treatment of my wife, I would have died seven or eight times!"

Immediately, someone nodded and said: "That's right, I was almost stabbed in the eye, but luckily Madam tripped him up."

"Yes, yes, the pressure was quite high several times, thanks to my wife's support!"

Everyone echoed in unison, extremely excited.

Didn't even notice that You Wuming was like a shadow, and quietly touched the side.

"I said," he said darkly, "I was the one who shot these people to death with arrows."

"Lord!"

Everyone was taken aback, with awkward but polite smiles on their faces.

This battle was fruitful.

Both sides in the battle are strong men in the spiritual realm, and the Xuanjia couldn't help being ruined, and many of them were broken. Everyone picked and picked, and packed out nearly 2,000 sets of intact Xuanjia, countless spiritual weapons, all tied to the cloud. The body of the beasts made them scream 'Ou Ou'.

Then he took all the brothers who died in battle with him, and marched back to the camp.

Annihilating an army of 5,000 soldiers with less than 100 casualties is already a miracle in the history of war. The grief of losing comrades-in-arms has been diluted by this great victory. Everyone is eager to have such a hearty battle again, even if they die without regret.

Changshou took the lead and ran to a place where the soldiers could not see.

"You've got it all figured out," Sang leaned on Youwuming's chest far away, tilted his head, and said to him weakly, "That's why we brought five hundred people."

You Wuming raised her chin to look at it, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Sang Yuanyuan calculated silently for a moment: "Some were fatally hit by a single blow, and there is really no way. Excluding those soldiers who died by accident, in this level of fighting, my limit is about keeping 450 people for half an hour. There will be no reduction in staff."

"Little Sanguo," You Wuming smirked, "You really aren't long enough!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her.

The extremely delicate and lingering one made her heart tremble and her body tremble slightly.

"Go back and continue our bridal chamber." His voice was hoarse, his eyes dark.

When Wubaiqi returned to the Baizhou camp, the east was already a little pale, and the bonfire banquet hadn't ended yet.

The responding soldiers rushed up to help the group replace the blood-stained armor, put away the trophies, and carried away the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

You Wuming wrapped the fire bow in green cloth, and together with a copy of the finale of "Xiao Zhong's Revenge", made people hurry up and send it to Qinzhou.

"Huang Fuxiong will really admit to this bully?" Sang Yuanyuan blinked his eyes curiously.

She found that You Wuming's behavior was really like walking a tightrope on a cliff. Many times, it was clear that as long as the other party asked one more question and thought about it, his own plan would be fully exposed. He just doesn't know how to ask that question or think about that step.

You Wuming smiled and said: "Although this kind of bow is rare, it is not unique. After Huang Fuxiong got "Xiao Zhong's Revenge", he would only regard me as a good person and a bosom friend. The source of the bow, Huangfuxiong protects her weaknesses, she must be furious, and she will confront her tit for tat, and will never mention a word related to me."

Sangyuan sighed: "You Wuming, I'm so lucky that you are not the enemy of Sangzhou."

The two returned to the simple bridal chamber.

Without saying a word, You Wuming pushed her onto the bed. There is a green light in one long, narrow and dark eye, like a hungry wolf. The outright presumptuousness before departure made him really appreciate the taste, and his mind was on fire.

"Wait..." Smell the faint fragrance of hibiscus

, Sang Yuan couldn't help but her legs went limp, she still had lingering fears, she said anxiously, "Let's take a look at the broken mirror that Meng Wuyou snatched first!"

You Wuming stopped his movements with a half-smile.

He pointed to the wooden table in the corner of the small room: "Stay away."

Sang Yuanyuan sat down in the corner honestly, with a disapproving look: "Now I feel that this broken mirror is not capable of throwing me into a different time and space. The one who sent me away should be the one that caused the Tianyan Mirror to shatter into pieces. One hundred and eight yuan of 'reversing the universe' big art."

You Wuming ignored her and got on the couch cross-legged.

The broken mirror lay quietly in his palm.

He is thin, but has big hands and long fingers. This broken mirror looked quite big when held in Meng Wuyou's hands, but in You Wuming's hands, it was pitiful, like a small scallop.

It still exudes a faint colorful light.

You Wuming's full-strength attack weakened the power from the 'Day of Heaven' to the extreme, and it looked weak, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

You Wuming squinted his eyes, and suddenly a blue-white thunder flame ignited in his palm.

Refining!

Sang Yuan widened his eyes.

Her original intention was to see if there would be more secrets about the "future" found in this rather special broken mirror. She never thought that You Wuming was not a step-by-step conservative character at all. thing.

The colorful light on the broken mirror began to resist to the death.

Sang Yuan couldn't help but moved the wooden stool under the seat, and moved a little closer in the direction of You Wuming.

The colorful lights would resist, but it was beyond her expectations.

From this point of view, 'Tian Dao' is quite humane.

She already had a faint premonition in her heart that the enemy is not a natural way, but a person or a group of people who have mastered more mysterious power.

The real way of heaven should be the law of the operation of all things and the ultimate law that can explain all phenomena.

It's not a mentally retarded thing that just recognizes a son and a daughter for no reason.

Sang Yuan was a little worried.

Although You Wuming has successfully refined the thunder in his body with the inextinguishable fire, the lightning that hit him is clearly a derivative of that colorful power, and the colorful light in front of him is the original power of this thing behind the scenes .

You Wuming's lips gradually formed a sinister smile.

Blood and tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.

Sang Yuan stayed calm and hung a row of small facial flowers on the top of the red tent, like a fan, covering him with even and fine spiritual mist layer by layer.

The colorful rays of light on the broken mirror struggled and twisted in You Wuming's palm, but they still couldn't escape from the prison of Qingbai Leiyan.

After shedding blood and tears, a spring of blood began to ooze from the corners of You Wuming's lips. His eyes are empty and hard, and from time to time they will briefly pass over Sang Yuan's face.

Sang Yuan hid his worries away and just stared at him calmly.

It seems that the refining process will take a while.

Someone knocked lightly on the door.

Sang Yuan stood up and opened a thin crack in the door.

It is the king of Sangzhou.

"Father?" Sang looked back at You Wuming from a distance, then gently opened the door and squeezed outside.

Sang Chengyin handed her a jade slip: "Sang Bujin has something to tell you."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Sang Yuan saw a sense of schadenfreude on Sang Chengyin's serious old face of 'interrupting that brat's bridal candle'.

She took the jade slip.

The blue light appeared, and Sang Bujin's voice came from the jade slip: "Little sister, Yun Xuzhou blew up the glacier opposite the Ice Mist Valley with a bomb, filled the bottom of the valley, and Jin Lanlan's people were all blocked. Outside, no more traces will be found."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...the regent is really a thunderbolt!"

"The medicine sent by You Wuming, Yun Xuzhou has already let Yun Xuyang take it, and he said that within two days, he has spit out a liter of blood gu, and it is estimated that within half a month, the blood gu in the body can be completely eliminated. "Sang Bujin said cheerfully.

"That's really great." Sang Yuan said, "In this way, brother doesn't have to worry about future children."

Sang Bujin was ashamed: "Who is worried about this!"

Sang Chengyin on the side stared round the tiger's eyes: "What child?! Sang didn't get close to you, you bastard, what did you do behind my back!"

"Ahhhh!" Sang Bujin became impatient, "Dad is beside me, why didn't you tell me!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "... that's all right, all right, you father and son will quarrel on your own in a while, brother, listen to me first, you should contact Yun Xuzhou immediately, and do not tell anyone about the things that can be cured by spirit Gu. , including everyone in the Yun family, as long as she knows about it."

Sang Bujin was obviously taken aback: "Little sister, did you find something?"

"No," Sang Yuan said, "I just feel that something is not right. Brother, Huangfu's behavior is really not like the mastermind behind the creation of this spirit Gu. I can't tell what is wrong. Anyway, the news Block it first, there is no need to spread it outside, and it will not be too late to discuss everything after the evil disaster is quelled."

"Okay, I'll tell her now."

After the jade slip was broken, Sang Yuan turned his head and saw a faint glint in Sang Chengyin's eyes.

"Father, why are you crying?"

"Who, who is crying!" Sang Chengyin blew his beard.

She leaned forward and held the other's arm: "Does father think that my daughter can use her own brain when she grows up, so she doesn't need to worry anymore?"

"I feel old." Sangzhou King said sullenly.

"Father's sword is not old!" Sang Yuan said, "When You Wuming reaches your age, he will definitely not be as powerful as you are today!"

"Really!"

"yes!"

Sang Chengyin went contentedly.

When Sang returned to the simple new house from afar, he saw You Wuming squatting on the bed, holding a small face flower in his hand, tearing up other people's faces for fun.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Seeing Sang Yuan coming in, You Wuming happily waved at her.

She walked to the side of the bed and sat down, turned her gaze, but did not see the broken mirror.

"How about refining?"

You Wuming casually raised a hand in front of her.

Then I saw thunder flames slowly ignited on the palm and five fingers. The color is no longer bluish white, but pure black.

Sang Yuanyuan: "?"

Didn't he refine the colorful 'divine power'? Why is it dark? !

"Poisoned?!" She grabbed his arm nervously.

With a wave of You Wuming's hand, he took away the flame.

"I don't like that color." He said calmly.

"Can it change color?!" Sang Yuan was shocked to the point of genuine emotion.

"Well," You Wuming pondered, "That power surpasses the five elements."

He put his long fingers under his eyelids and looked at them for a moment.

"It's mine."

Sang Yuanyuan made up his mind a little bit, imagining that when he made a move, a black flame would swing by.

It's so handsome that it's a foul.

Look at those flowers again...

Sang Yuan could not help lowering his head.

"Sanguo!" He raised his hand and rubbed her face, "I saw something."

"Um?"

I saw You Wuming lowered his head, and casually lifted the quilt and pillow beside him.

"...Where did it go?"

Moving his body, he found that the broken mirror was pressed under his ass.

You Wuming: "..."

He grabbed the broken mirror in his hand and handed it to her.

Sangyuan smiled and sat a little further away: "I consciously, stay away from it."

You Wuming: "..."

He leaned towards her and muttered, "I just sat down for a while. It's not like you haven't touched me before. Didn't you love me so much back then? Why did you hate me again?"

Sang Yuan: "!!"

When she lost control, she did scratch and hug.

He has such a good figure, who can not love.

The issue is……

Seeing that her face was flushed, You Wuming couldn't help being in a good mood, stretched out his long arms and directly embraced her in front of him, motioning her to look at the broken mirror.

This broken mirror is very different from Qin Yuchi's. Behind the mirror is a diamond-shaped mirror holder, made of the same material as the mirror.

She stretched out her hand, and You Wuming put the broken mirror in her palm.

That handsome brow and eyes narrowed slightly triumphantly, with a confident look, he said softly: "Play as you please."

Thinking about it, when he was refining that 'divine power', he had already figured out the mirror.

Starting with Shen Liang, the broken mirror was heavier than expected.

Sang Yuan turned over and looked carefully, and said, "Under the mirror holder, there is a small broken gap. It seems that it should have been connected to another thing."

"Try!" You Wuming urged.

Sangyuan nodded, and gently held the broken mirror.

At this moment, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.

"You have no life."

She naturally assumed the same movements and expressions as when You Wuming used the Broken Mirror for the first time.

All was silent.

"Me." She said again.

nothing.

There is no need to try the original 'dead man' again.

"Dream without worries."

There is a flash of water in front of my eyes.

Immediately, the angle of view spread downward from the mid-air, and she saw the large hall with flying eaves, the golden red drum was beating loudly, and the huge red carpet was spread from the gate of the royal city to the jade steps of the main hall. Two people in luxurious and heavy black clothes joined hands Coming to the beat of the drum, all officials worshiped on both sides of the carpet road.

The perspective zooms in.

Under the well-dressed package, this counterfeit is nine points like himself, and his behavior has some everyone's manners.

Taking a closer look, I saw that Han and Meng were surrounded by colorful halos, but others seemed to be unable to see it.

Sang Yuanyuan thought to himself, this broken mirror is indeed more 'advanced'. The last time I used the piece of Qin Yuchi, You Wu Ming could only see Han Shaoling destroying Youdu. You can see Han and Meng getting married in this area today.

She stared at the seven-colored halo, all ridiculed in her heart.

Just about to frown, he suddenly heard a very low and light sneer in his ears.

Immediately, the colorful halos surrounding the two men turned into black flames, and a lifelike bastard was drawn on the foreheads of the two men maliciously.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

When she opened her eyes, she saw You Wuming pointing a finger on the broken mirror in her hand, with a malicious smile on the corner of her lips.

"They thought that two colorful beetles could save the world." His tone was extremely mocking.

Sang Yuan's heart skipped a beat: "You've already seen the secret of 'their'?! Who are they?"

You Wuming smirked: "I want to know, I'll trade it for you."

With gloomy eyes, he slipped down her collar

, the long finger inadvertently tapped the hibiscus butter next to the pillow.

Benedict, Benedict.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...I'll see for myself!"

She took two steps back, gripping the broken mirror tightly.

"The head of the Temple of Heaven."

There was silence.

"Deputy Head of the Temple of Heaven!"

Still all was silent.

You Wuming laughed until he slapped his legs: "Little Sanguo, you can only see people you know."

Sang Yuanyuan slowly opened his eyes: "So you saw someone you recognized, and then discovered the secret of 'theirs'!"

She hurriedly gathered herself together, and said in her heart: "Jiang Yanji, Huangfu Jun!"

A picture slowly floated in front of my eyes.

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