Part 4, Chapter 325: Prepare to beat the drowned dog! Yue
When Jun Moxie returned to the camp, he saw Chu Qixun, the Supreme Killer, sitting in the tent with a bulging spirit, talking to Mei Xue Yanying Bukong and others.
Jun Moxie then walked in with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the world-famous Killer Master? I heard that you successfully assassinated the fourth-level Master of Life and Death, Wei Kongqun, and was successfully promoted from the Killer Supreme to the Killer Master.
, What a joy to congratulate! This is a major event in our assassin world. It seems that we have never heard of a venerable master being assassinated, and the assassin escaped without any damage. Your reputation should be even higher.
Lou, the glorious world!"
Chu Qihun was dumbfounded by Young Master Jun's compliment. He cursed with a nose that was neither a nose nor a face, "Those idiots in the Three Holy Lands really pissed me off to death! Calling them pigs means they are all
It’s an insult to such a simple and honest animal as a pig!”
"You won't blame me anymore, right? Now you understand how you got the blame, right?" Jun Moxie gloated.
"I understand... I was listening to them on the roof and they were all blaming me, and I almost fell from the top in anger! Damn it! Such an outrageous thing can happen to me, I'm so lucky!
It's bad luck! It's bloody bad luck!" Chu Qihun's face turned dark.
Mei Xueyan and others were puzzled, and asked one after another how Chu Qihun's strength could successfully snipe the master-level master, but the master of life and death, Wei Kongqun, was really dead, so they were very interested in this shocking turn of events!
So Jun Moxie told the whole thing again with great emotion and vividness, especially the affirmation in the voices of Wei Kongqun and others at that time, which was even more vivid and imitated.
"Hahahaha..." Everyone laughed together and almost breathed out. Ying Bukong laughed even with tears in his eyes, holding his stomach and said: "Old Chu is really unlucky. Nothing good can happen to him without telling him.
He has to bear all the blame alone, this is so outrageous..."
Chu Qihun looked up to the sky, making an expression as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. Everyone fell down laughing, and Ying Bukong simply squatted on the ground and couldn't get up.
But I saw Jun Moxie smiled for a while, and showed off his skills by spreading out the four treasures of the study, brushing, brushing, and writing with a single stroke! Then he put it into his arms and said: "You are busy, I will go out first. Oh.
, By the way, before midnight tomorrow, everyone will gather at Fengxueyin City and Jianfeng to prepare to beat up the drowned dog!"
"Okay! Hey, what are you going to do?" Jun Yiyi asked.
"I'm going to declare a challenge." Jun Moxie said hurriedly.
"Wait! Show me the gauntlet first." Jun Wuyi shouted. As the commander of the army, how could he not read the gauntlet? Marshal Jun felt very frustrated at Jun Moxie's misbehavior.
Jun Moxie blinked and took it out slowly.
"Mao hour? You set Mao hour, but why do you want us to arrive before Chen hour?" Jun Wuyi raised his eyebrows.
"Well... the weather here is so good and the air is fresh. It would be great if we let those guys cool down first. I'm just a kind-hearted person." Jun Moxie said with a smile.
Jun Wuyi was so angry that he said: "How can such a thing be possible? How can a military war be such a child's play? If it is a serious march and you change the military orders of the commander-in-chief without permission, do you know that it will be a death penalty?"
"Oh, Third Uncle, we are not really marching to fight...Okay, okay, just listen to me this time. If you really go too early, the consequences will be disastrous." Jun Moxie said mysteriously.
: "Jianfeng is about to collapse..."
Everyone was shocked.
Dongfang Wenqing suddenly stood up and said: "Jianfeng is going to collapse? Really?"
"It's absolutely true! It's true!" Jun Moxie solemnly assured.
Chu Qihun and Mei Xueyan looked at each other, and both couldn't help but think of the landslide that happened in the valley... Could it be... Everyone was stunned, Jun Moxie took the letter of challenge with a whoosh, and in the blink of an eye
Without a trace, only his words were left in the air: "Tomorrow, I will be waiting for you on the mountain! Don't come early!"
After a long while, Jun Wuyi cursed: "This boy is really slippery...but the words written in the challenge...are also too irritating? There is no such thing as a challenge, it is too out of style..."
Everyone was speechless for a while... but Chu Qihun was thinking about one thing: this Sword Peak... is much higher and bigger than those two mountains. I wonder if such a mountain peak will kill the Venerable once it collapses.
A first-level person?
...It's already afternoon now.
The atmosphere in Yincheng is heavy!
Mo Xiaoyao and Jia Qingyun sat in the main hall speechlessly, both of them had heavy looks on their faces.
In the main hall, there are two Xuanbing coffins. The remains of the two venerables lie quietly inside.
Surrounded by more than 500 masters from the three holy places!
This time, the lineup of the three holy places is unprecedentedly powerful, accounting for almost one-third of the entire strength!
In other words, except for the saints, this lineup is equivalent to the full strength of any of the three holy places!
"Qingyun, maybe we came in the wrong place this time." Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun's coffin blankly and said slowly. His voice was very desolate.
"The war is about to begin, why did Brother Mo say such ominous words?" Jia Qingyun asked a little strangely.
"More than just this moment, since before I left, I have had an extremely ominous premonition in my heart. I always felt that something big was going to happen this time!" Mo Xiaoyao sighed: "As expected, when we first arrived here, we have already lost four venerables.
, there is also a Venerable Juelu who avoided serious injuries and is still bedridden! Each of these incidents has confirmed my premonition!"
"Now, this ominous premonition is getting stronger and stronger! And my mood is getting more and more confusing..." Mo Xiaoyao sighed long and long: "Could it be that something else is going to happen?"
Jia Qingyun couldn't help but shudder, and then laughed dryly and said: "Brother Mo is overly worried. It must be Brother Wei's death this time, which makes us feel sad. Not to mention Brother Mo, even I feel melancholy in my heart.
Four hundred years of hard work have been ruined in one day! The impermanence of life... is so obvious."
Mo Xiaoyao was silent for a long time, and then sighed longly: "This is the road of the world... Once you step on this road, you will either be killed by others, or you will be punished by God! How many people have been able to escape from ancient times to the present? How many people have been spared?
How many people have truly died? Even if they are saints...how many people are there? We have understood this principle hundreds of years ago, but now we are mentioning it again, really...why bother..."
Jia Qingyun was inexplicably worried by him, and he couldn't help but sigh, and said slowly: "After I have avenged Brother Wei this time and eradicated the serious troubles of Jun Family Jun Mo Xie and Master Mei, I will immediately
Return to the Holy Land and live in seclusion, just wait for the battle to seize the sky and throw this stinky skin bag there at the top of Tianzhu Peak."
"The battle to seize the sky...the top of the Tianzhu Peak..." Mo Xiaoyao said with a worried look on his face: "I suddenly feel that these words are so far away...out of reach! Lord Destruction!
Family Lord Mo Xie and Master Mei may have already faced a very difficult task, with many dangers involved, and as for avenging Brother Wei... it is even easier said than done!"
"You and I were all watching the assassination method of that killer king. To be fair, if that sword had been aimed at me, Mo Xiaoyao, my scene would have been the same as that of Wei Kongqun!" Mo Xiaoyao's face revealed.
A trace of fear: "I have no confidence that I can avoid that sword!"
"That sword was really overbearing!" Jia Qingyun also showed a look of lingering fear, obviously recalling the grace of that sword.
"It's not the sword that's so domineering, but the person! Because you never know where the sword will strike from, and that's the scariest part! But by the time you know it, it's already too late, just like Wei Kong
Just like a group!"
Mo Xiaoyao shook his head slightly: "It is said that we have experienced hundreds of battles, but in this life, we have fought more than a thousand battles? However, for such a sword, Mo Dao had no countermeasures at the time, and even now there is still no way to deal with it.
.In fact, until now, the only way I can think of is still the only way to disintegrate the body like Brother Wei!"
"But in that case, how will we deal with the subsequent sword energy?" Mo Xiaoyao shook his head, very distressed.
"Also, who is that person? When did such an earth-shattering killer appear in the world again? With the eyes and ears of our three holy places all over the world, we didn't know anything about it beforehand! This incident is really too terrifying! In short,
The current world seems to have changed, and it is no longer the world we were familiar with!" Jia Qingyun sighed and said: "Brother Mo, could it be said that our era has passed..."
Mo Xiaoyao was stunned for a long time before he said in a trance: "Our era has passed? Has it really passed..." His voice was very low, as if he was asking himself or the sky.
At this moment, suddenly a clear and clear voice outside said: "Mo Xiaoyao, come out and fight for me!" The voice was extremely clear, echoing leisurely on the top of the silent snow peak, with an endless aftertaste, but the content of the voice was vulgar.
Unbearable.
Mo Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, but was not angry. He said quietly: "It turns out to be the assassin king who came last time. May I ask if you have any advice?" He had already heard that the person who spoke was the assassin who was assassinated that morning.
The men in white of Wei Kongqun.
Facing such an enemy, Mo Xiaoyao wouldn't dare to go out and face him alone even if he had 10,000 more courage! If such a sword strikes again... Wei Kongqun is the best lesson to learn from the past!
Everyone from the three holy places stood up, Mo Xiaoyao winked, Jia Qingyun laughed at Tianya Qu Qingwu and formed a defensive formation with Mo Xiaoyao to help each other. Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and hatred, silently.
walked outside.
Suddenly, with a sudden sound, a piece of white stuff flew in, and a wild laugh sounded from outside: "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to dare to come out, so why don't I throw it in for you, the three holy places... Hahaha, it's really funny,
There is no need to call it the Three Turtle Nests! A group of shrunken turtles actually have the nerve to call it a holy land, which really makes me laugh out loud..."
The laughter faded away, and it was obvious that the person who came had gone away in an instant.
The white piece fluttered down, but it turned out to be a pair of white silk, with iron paintings and silver hooks full of words written on it.