Conquer the World

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Where did Chapter 449 go?

Mo did not think of a knife wash, how can a businessman have such a practice!

He can also know a lot of secrets in Snake Guard, and Prince Yi has also investigated it, but no one has ever said it, and no one knows that Wu Yitong can practice! And seeing his means to control Yu Jian against the enemy, his cultivation is good! Those twenty or so feather arrows blasted like lightning, and Mo Xidao was too late to dodge in midair.

Fortunately, he has a knife in his hand.

Only Mo Mokang, who has a knife in his hand, will never give up easily.

A round of knife air exploded in front of him, and the knife air glowed a dazzling white light, as if he was not holding a ring-shaped knife in his hand, but a bright sun. Bai Mang was getting brighter in front of him, even his figure began to blur. Those two dozen feather arrows shot on Bai Mang in succession, as if the raindrops fell on the red-hot soldering iron, gradually disappeared, as if evaporated.

But it wasn't evaporation, it was a sharp tornado like a tornado that smashed the arrows.

Wu Yi, sitting cross-legged in the carriage, frowned slightly, and did not seem to expect that there would be such a master. Turning the inner strength into a sharp knife, such a practitioner is not too rare. After all, most practitioners hurt people with their palms or fists. To be able to transform your energy so sharply, you need excellent talent, and you can't get it with hard work.

Mo Xidao slowly fell down in the air and stood about five meters away from Wu Yidao. That round of dazzling sword-like air was still hovering in his hands, as if he could fly off and fly to Wu at any time.

"The richest man in Da Sui turned out to be a practitioner, which is really surprising."

Mo Xidao couldn't help sighing, and then slowly stretched out his right hand holding the sun: "But today you still have to die."

After saying this, the sun in his hand suddenly exploded. As if the strong sunlight tore the clouds apart, dazzling rays of light sprayed out. Mo Xidao, who is standing on the side of the light, is as powerful as a **** general who holds a peerless soldier.

It was a sharp knife, sharp and unmatched.

Just a puppet, the tens of thousands of knives had been cut in front of Wu Yidao.

The carriage began to shatter and sawdust flew.

Seeing that the knife air was about to split on Wu Yidao, it seemed that his face had been calm all the time. He reached out and pointed forward for the second time. Then the knife gas suddenly collapsed as if it hit a mountain. No matter how sharp and strong the knife gas is, it cannot be shaken.

This mountain is invisible but thick and strong, blocking Wu Yidao from behind. Thousands of swords are cut endlessly, but the invisible mountain cannot be broken. The air in front of Wu Yidao gradually began to distort, and the subsequent knife air was so fast that the temperature in this area began to rise, and there seemed to be a crackling faint sound coming out.

Mo Xidao's face changed abruptly, then he raised his right arm high.

At this moment, the sun in his hand was dazzling to the extreme.

The sword air is like the endless rays of the sun, chopping forward continuously, trying to split the invisible mountains in front of Wu Yidao. If you continue in this way, maybe the mountains will be gradually broken down even if they are thick and strong. But Wu Yitong, who was sitting on a half carriage, didn't seem to be worried at all, and his expression didn't change at all. No one can more intuitively feel the sharp swordsmanship than him, just one meter in front of him intensive chopping and then being scattered.

He never left the carriage and even raised his finger twice to meet the enemy.

It seems that his spare power is longer than Mo's washing.

So Mo Xidao decided to do his best to attack, holding his right arm, he started to move forward. Walking is easy. Children can hobble after they are one year old. As long as he is a sound person, he can walk, but now it seems that Mo can not walk. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, and there seemed to be many people holding his clothes and pulling behind him. Every step he took was extremely difficult, and his steps were pathetic.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth.

The closer to Wu Yidao, the more bright the sun in his hand seemed. The distance between the two people gradually narrowed from five meters to four meters. Although it was only a short one meter, there was no doubt that the attack in front of Wu Yidao was more than twice as dense as before, and the knife The intensity of qi has also increased.

The twist of air in front of Wu Yidao became more and more obvious, and it seemed to explode in the next second.

Mo washed his knife just one meter forward, and was already sweating. He tried to move closer to make the knife more full and sharp. But his legs seemed to be tied with 10,000 tons of boulder, and it was no longer possible to lift his feet. His body began to lean forward, holding the right arm of the sun and leaning forward, it seemed that his body had tilted into a ridiculous angle without falling.

Strangely, his body has remained in this position and does not move, as if frozen. And the sun in Mo Xidao's hands also became dimmer, as if coated with a layer of mist.

Sweat came out on Mo's forehead, but no drop slipped off! This is totally contrary to common sense. How can sweat stay still?

A few seconds later, the sun on Mo's right hand finally went out.

No light left, just a right hand and a ring knife.

Mo Xidao's body shivered and seemed to be struggling. But he couldn't move, he couldn't move forward or back.

"You ... you are not ... you are not Wu Yi!"

He shouted this sentence with all his strength, his eyes were already desperate. This feeling is not the first time he has. Last time, he also had no trace of resistance. In front of this man, he was not as good as a toddler. He had lost his freedom, as if in prison.

"Wu Yidao" sitting on the carriage with a smile, said quietly: "I only understand now, so stupid."

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Outside Dongcheng

Fifteen Miles in Spring

Dozens of big men rushed from behind, abandoning the carriage they had previously guarded. And the carriage in front didn't seem to be in a hurry to escape, and was soon overtaken by the killers dressed as dart divisions. These people are the snake guards of Prince Yi, and their origins are either villains on the rivers and lakes or scums in the army.

After these dozens of people caught up, they quickly surrounded the carriage with nowhere, and surrounded it by several layers. They didn't rush, but waited for instructions.

Behind them, Zhang Kuang, who was bound by a sword, and Fang Henshui, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, came over.

Those snake guards spontaneously made way for Zhang Kuang, who walked slowly into the crowd. His face was a bit ugly, and his chest was slightly undulating, apparently not calm. He could not determine who was in the carriage, whether it was Fangjie or Wu together. If it was the latter, he would not hesitate to order the snake guard to kill it. And if it's the former, he doesn't know if he has crossed the threshold in his heart.

Fang Henshui followed him, always smiling.

But there was a trace of excitement in his eyes, the pathological excitement.

"Why, not determined yet?"

Fang Henshui smiled and asked Zhang Kuang.

"To shut up!"

Zhang Kuang looked back at him and said coldly, "Even if you are the guest of the grandfather, it is not your turn to give orders today. I'm the deputy of the snake guard. When and how to do it, I have the final say. If you have more In a word, I first ordered people to unload you! "

"Amazing"

Fang Henshui shrugged his shoulders and did not continue to say anything. But he didn't care a little about his expression, and his eyes were all joke.

Zhang Qiang took a deep breath, took another two steps forward and clenched his fists, and asked, "Excuse me, the people in the car, but let's wait together?"

No one answered in the carriage, and the driver sitting outside seemed to grunt but did nothing.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Kuang asked again: "If it's a casual candidate, please get out of the car. If you are someone else, please get off the bus and meet. We are only looking for a casual candidate. We have nothing to do with other people."

The people in the car still didn't answer.

"Is ... the solution?"

Zhang Kuang asked again after a moment of silence.

"If Fang Jie sees you, he will spit blood. He should not have thought that his best friend would one day be his enemy."

Someone finally answered in the carriage, his voice was a little strange, and Zhang Kuang didn't hear who it was.

When he was surprised, the carriage burst into pieces. The entire compartment was torn open from the inside and instantly shattered. The snake guard's people couldn't help but take a step back, and after watching the defense, he could clearly see the people in the carriage. After seeing it clearly, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Wu was not in the carriage.

Nor is it a solution.

But two strong men like iron towers, they are two meters or more in height. The same tiger back ape waist, the same burly and sturdy. The two of them stood in front of the crowd, as if two towers suddenly flew from the sky. The two strong men each stretched out their left hand and each stretched out their right hand. On the palms of the two of them, stood a black and thin boy.

These two strong men, one is Kirin and the other is Nie Xiaoju.

What they held in their hands was naturally the black kid Yanmang. And the man who flew up after the car shattered, and could even float in midair like a kite, is the scholar Chen Xiaoru.

This is a very shocking scene. Two strong men over two meters high are holding a black boy with a sneer on his shoulders, and the driver can float in mid-air for a while before the cotton wool falls down.

There were two such burly people sitting in the carriage, and it was no wonder that at a glance, the car was more heavy.

"Haha"

Fang Henshui, who was standing behind Zhang Kuang, couldn't help but laugh: "It turned out that I still overestimated you. I thought it was right for you to find a righteous master. Either Fang Jie or Wu Yi, I didn't expect how many An incompetent follower ... oops, your deputy of the snake guard is not very convincing. "

Zhang Kuang's face was ugly. He spoke of Kirin before, and he had recognized it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The words made him feel a pain in his heart, followed by a hate. Without Wu, there is no solution, he is disappointed. It was at this moment that he became awakened. It turned out that he had already been prepared to turn his head against his former friends and brothers.

So he gave a cold command: "Kill them all."

Dozens of snake guards responded and rushed forward with their swords. Zhang Kuang didn't do anything. Although the two iron tower-like men were very deterrent, he didn't think that these four people could block dozens of trained snake guards. She Wei's personal cultivation may not be very strong, but the cooperation between them has reached the point of tacit understanding.

These snake guards are all people who can practice, and the most unscrupulous also have Sanpin. With this skill, and in conjunction with the military and military battles of Da Sui, Zhang Kuang was confident that seven or eight snake guards would consume a strong man of six or seven grades. Of course, it is unknown how many snake guards could survive in the end.

However, he soon realized that he was thinking wrong.

Where are those four people?

Although the boy is thin, he is as heavy as a mountain.

He alone messed up the formation of the snake guard.

Those two strong men were even more amazing, one smashed people with copper sticks and died, and the other turned out to be a few embroidery needles wearing threads! The one who hurried to the car didn't even bother to besieged. He sat in the car and watched his eyes, squinting, and had no intention of shooting.

Zhang Kuang couldn't help but look at Fang Henshui, but saw that this wicked man had turned around and walked out.

"There is no solution, no Wu together ... Although there is still a little interest in killing people, I decided to take a look elsewhere. These people are not enough for me to stay."

When hearing this sentence, Zhang Kuang suddenly understood that the ten carriages out of the city might all be under the covers.

So where did Fang Xie and Wu go?