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Chapter 58 Five buckets of rice magic?

Although most of the people stuck on the side of the bridge are minions, there may be big men left behind to hide in it.

After receiving the order from the new Lord, Mrs. Yu and others pulled out their weapons, distributed in a fan shape to firmly protect the bridgehead, and were on guard against the surroundings.

Sure enough, before Liu Yun could jump, a bronze tripod suddenly smashed down from the tree beside the cliff, and a large number of fine needles as thin as cow hair sprayed out from the firing holes of the bronze tripod.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Mrs. Yu took the lead to swing the long sword in her hand into a circle. The airtight sword circle blocked all the glowing cow hair formations, and none of them passed through her defense line.

The older and more skilled elites of the nine divisions, such as Shi Sao and Wang Sao, were able to handle the situation with ease, and protected several young people, including Fu Minyi, behind them.

"Get out of here if you don't have a timid rat!"

Liu Yun didn't care about Mrs. Yu's angry shout, and held up the heavy iron chain and started to kick the ground to help.

The strong explosive output of internal force allowed Liu Yun to achieve continuous speed change, and within one second after starting, it turned into a afterimage in the eyes of the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands.

"call!"

Faced with the strong cold wind in the mountains, Liu Yun jumped high from the cliff, crossing the heavenly trench about five feet wide like a big roc spreading his wings.

The iron chain made a crisp collision sound in the air. The few enemies left behind witnessed the entire process of Liu Yun jumping over the cliff with their own eyes, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Bang!"

On the other side, Mrs. Yu's left palm, which contained a strong internal force, slapped the bronze tripod. The palm power entering through the tripod made the people inside the tripod scream in pain.

A short weird man who was still spitting blood in his mouth jumped out of the cauldron, sprinkled a cow hair needle at Mrs. Yu again, turned around and ran to the foot of the mountain.

Mrs. Yu calmly waved her sword and knocked all the hidden weapons away, and she still had the strength to greet Fu Minyi behind her.

"Little Fu! This guy belongs to you!"

"yes!"

Although Fu Minyi is still young, she is not only because of Tong Lao's personal preferences.

Fu Minyi is called the Needle God in Lingjiu Palace. On the one hand, she uses her sewing and garment making skills because she is unmatched. On the other hand, she is also because of her hidden weapon techniques that are quite admired by her.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The needle pointed to the wheat. When the short enemy was about to turn around and escape, the large flying needle thrown by Fu Minyi blocked the opponent's retreat first.

Fu Minyi's needle was not smeared because she thought there was no need for that.

The short enemy, who was covered with barbed armor like a hedgehog, gathered his body in a circle and tried to rely on protective gear to block Fu Minyi's hidden weapon.

"Ding~"

Some flying needles collided wonderfully in mid-air, and the flight trajectory also changed.

Bypassing the north with the strongest defense, Fu Minyi's hidden weapon pierced from the front into the enemy's body.

"ah!"

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Mrs. Yu turned to look at the other side of the cliff.

At this time, Liu Yun had already landed steadily and rewinded the iron chain on the fixed pile opposite the cliff.

"Okay! Come here!"

Mrs. Yu silently sighed in her heart that Liu Yun's profound skills, but there was no clue on her face. The eight people present were commanded to climb the iron chain bridge one after another.

The person hiding in the bronze tripod was the master of Sangtu Duke, the Biphosphon Cave in western Sichuan.

Due to his martial arts characteristics, he needed to carry a heavy bronze tripod with him, and his movements were very inflexible. He was left by the master of Andong and the boss of Wu to sit in the Broken Bridge.

In a hurry, Fu Minyi's flying needle failed to completely cut off the vitality of Sang Tugong, but the silver needle that penetrated the acupoint also temporarily lost his combat power, and he could only watch the group cross the bridge.

"clang!"

When everyone walked through the cliff on the iron chain, Liu Yun ordered Mrs. Yu to cut off the iron chain again, causing the mobs on the opposite side who had not escaped to look at the cliff and have no choice but to do anything.

As soon as the bridge crossed the Lingjiu Palace was approaching.

Liu Yun and others could already hear the screams and scoldings from the palace, but judging from the movements in the palace, the situation between the two sides did not seem to be fierce, and they were more verbal wars.

Liu Yun guessed the development of the situation with a little use of his brain, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

‘Mr. Murong, should I thank you for being too thoughtful?’

...

Outside the main hall of Lingjiu Palace, there were as many as hundreds of elite troops who were left behind in Piaomiao Peak, guarding the gate of the main hall tightly.

There were only a hundred people who attacked the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands before the bridge was broken. They were basically the same as Lingjiu Palace, and no one could do anything to anyone.

The palace maid leaders trained by Tong Lao are all very skilled.

In the head-on conflict not long ago, the rebels' master Andong, who had the highest martial arts skills, was almost cut off his right hand by an old woman in his fifties because she underestimated the enemy.

This scene scared the top experts, including Murong Fu and Zhuo Bufan.

Tong Lao is indeed not on the peak, otherwise she would have personally tried to punish the traitor.

But what the island master, cave master and several speculative Li Ziren did not expect was that the subordinates of Tong Lao, who were staying in Lingjiu Palace, had such amazing martial arts skills.

The main hall could not rush in, and the five men did not want to weaken their defenses because of strengthening the attack, allowing these rough men covered in sweat to enter Tong Lao's bedroom. Both sides could only stalemate at the entrance of the hall to spit out water.

The three religions and the nine streams of the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands have been in the world for many years, and they have a complete set of filthy swearing.

But when it comes to quarrels... men are born with half a head short in front of a woman with a broken mouth.

Those younger uterine maids are still a little unwilling to let go. The old aunts who are 40 years old are experienced in scolding and swearing, and they are not afraid of meat and vegetables.

No matter how dirty the opponent is provoked, they can go back without showing any weakness.

When Liu Yun drove the Lingbo microsteps to the scene, he first heard a round of unbearable scolding, among which the female voice had the absolute advantage, making the other party so angry that he could only give out swear words with extremely high content but no lethality.

The manure sprayed in his mouth was a bald old man with a big head. Seeing that he could not scold him, he was so angry that he was so embarrassed that he "coughed" and let out a sputum in his throat. He accidentally spitted him at the 40-year-old woman who was cursing with her hips on her opposite side.

"Bang!"

The woman's eyebrows, which were not reacting well in the thick phlegm, made her dizzy and almost staggered to the ground.

"Sister Gan!"

"The dog thief is shameless!"

This thick phlegm is very tricky. It not only casts out very quickly, but also can easily adjust the direction in the air.

If what was spit out was not a liquid with weaker lethality, but a solid hidden weapon, the woman from Lingjiu Palace had already been corpse on the spot.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The big-headed old man proudly encouraged his companions: "What's my trick?"

“The main trunk of Duanmudong is beautiful!”

"The majesty of killing these thieves!"

"It is worthy of being the Five Dogs of Rice Magical Art of Chiyan Cave"

Just as the 36-hole 72-Island Master was present, the cave owner wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch another attack, a shadow penetrated into the crowd from behind.

"Ouch!"

"Who's rushing me!"

"No, there is an enemy stealing from behind...uh!"

The big-headed old man who was showing off his power was grabbed by someone and grabbed his strength, and his whole body had nowhere to be used.

"Bang!"

The old man, known as the Master of Duanmu Cave, was thrown to the palace maid of Lingjiu Palace. Mrs. Gan, who was still angry, kicked him in the heart without hesitation.

"ah!"

This kick broke the other party's heart vein. The Duanmu Cave Master had no time to spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart and his eyes were wide open and his head was tilted to die.

"snort!"

The angry humming sounded like a brow that exploded from the ear made everyone present brow, and their heartbeat began to be beaten uncontrollably, and their qi and blood were surging.

Murong Fu, who was hiding behind to watch the show, frowned and drew out his long sword to protect him. The four generals were also waiting for him.

"Magic Sound?"
Chapter completed!
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