Mo Feng knew the depth around Mu Qianyu, but that didn't mean that others knew. These people couldn't defeat the puppets and couldn't escape. He thought that catching the thief first would catch the king, so they all rushed in the direction of Mu Qianyu.
Mu Qianyu said to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers, it's your turn to show off. Come on, charge."
These soldiers have only one skill since they became soldiers, and that is running.
The beast tide is coming, run away.
If you encounter bandits robbing a caravan, run away.
It can be said that I have never fought before, and I am still hesitant at this moment.
"Brothers, this government gives you this opportunity. Those who rush forward can stay in the team. Of course, if you don't rush, you will not be punished. You just have to go home and farm."
Mu Qianyu said to Lu Yijiang: "Lu Tongpan, take note of this for me."
"Yes." Lu Yijiang didn't know why he was reused, so he immediately took out a pen and paper and planned to perform well.
The soldiers looked at each other in confusion. There were many who had some strength or intelligence among them. It was obvious from the current situation that Mr. Futai would regain his strength and gain power in the future.
If you stay in the military camp, you are likely to accomplish something, and you may even change your destiny.
So some people thought for a moment and then rushed forward, confronting the bandits with similar strength.
However, the number of bandits became more and more numerous, and the soldiers began to be unable to stand it any longer.
"We can't let our brothers fight alone, charge." A big soldier suddenly shouted, and then rushed forward first, slashing at the bandits with a machete.
Most of the remaining soldiers gritted their teeth and rushed forward. In the end, no one was left behind.
Mu Qianyu was a little surprised by this result. He never expected that the previously free and unorganized soldiers could have such strong cohesion. It seems that Anping Mansion is a place with strong folk customs.
She narrowed her eyes, thinking that this might be the best place.
However, the soldiers only had a lot of blood and spirit. They were too weak and were beaten back steadily.
Many soldiers began to think about retreating, but seeing that they still had their comrades fighting, they gritted their teeth and rushed forward again.
Wei Zhong and Lu Yijiang were also quite surprised by this scene, and Lu Yijiang simply put away his pen and paper without any use.
The battle on the mountain was also good. Although there were few puppets, they were stronger. Wu Tong, who was in the Spirit Master realm, was entangled by Lu Jian, while Mo Feng, who was in the Spirit King realm, didn't dare to take action.
"Master Futai, I promise to leave Anping Mansion from now on. How about you let us live?" Mo Feng thought carefully before speaking.
Mu Qianyu immediately refused and said: "Don't even think about it. I have ten rooms and nine empty houses under my rule. It's hard to have so many of you available. If you want to leave, there is no way."
"Master Futai, you can't push people too hard. I am the king of the mountain and there is no way I can take orders from anyone." Mo Feng said very forcefully.
Mu Qianyu nodded with understanding and said: "I am not that unreasonable person. Isn't there really no one under my rule? Why don't you go and bring me 3,000 people, and I'll let you go."
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"Lord Futai, isn't this trying to force someone to do something difficult?" Mo Feng frowned. Wherever he went, he managed to conjure more than 3,000 people. If he had such ability, he would have 6,000 people under his command now.
Mu Qianyu spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then there's nothing we can do. It's not that I didn't give you a chance. I'm still very reasonable."
"..." Everyone.
You are so reasonable. Do you want to write you a plaque?!
"A scholar can be killed, but cannot be humiliated. In this case, I can only fight to the death." Mo Feng strode forward, staring at Di Yin and said: "Can I ask what your name is?"
Di Yin didn't want to answer, he was about to take action.
An opponent of this level still doesn't get his respect.
Mu Qianyu stretched out his hand to stop Di Yin and said to Mo Feng on the mountain: "Let's do this, Master. I will make a bet with you. If you win, I will let you and your brothers leave."
"What are you betting on?" Mo Feng asked with a vigilant look. Now he could see that this little girl was full of unexpected ideas.
Mu Qianyu pointed at him and then at herself, and said, "You can take one of my tricks. If you can withstand it, you can take them wherever you want."
As soon as this was said, both camps except the puppet man were stunned. This must be a joke.
Mo Feng is a strong person in the Spirit King Realm, and although Mu Qianyu is the number one on the Heaven Ranking, it is said that he is still in the Spirit King Realm. No matter how powerful a move is, it cannot cause any damage to Mo Feng who is three realms stronger than her.
"Ha." Mo Feng sneered and said, "Master Futai looks down on everyone in the world. Is it possible that I still can't bear your move?"
"It's pointless to discuss winning or losing in advance, so what if you just say you lose?" Mu Qianyu stretched out his little finger and plucked his ears, and said, "I'm here to listen."
Mo Feng snorted coldly and said: "Okay, if Master Futai can injure me with one move, even if it only shakes my spiritual power, I will lead three thousand brothers to surrender to you and be at your disposal for the rest of my life."
He said this loudly because he was sure that he could not be hurt by a monk in the spiritual realm. A person who was not much stronger than a puppet could fly away with just a sneeze.
A full blow would just tickle him.
Not only Mo Feng, but others also think so. Every level is like a chasm. If you can surpass one level to challenge, you are a genius on the top list.
Being able to surpass two levels is considered a genius, but fighting beyond three levels is simply a fantasy.
No one, including Di Yin, thought Mu Qianyu could do it. The little woman had the strongest spiritual root in mankind, but the gap in strength was such that even he would find it extremely difficult to overcome.
Mu Qianyu snapped his fingers and all the puppets stopped in place. The bandits knew what it meant and did not attack again. They finally took a breath.
The longer the fight goes on, the more people feel that the puppet has the advantage of not getting tired. If the fight continues like this, he will be exhausted sooner or later.
"The boss is happy, but I have to use weapons, but the boss can resist with spiritual power." Mu Qianyu smiled and raised his eyebrows and asked, "How?"
"Can I use the spiritual shield?" Mo Feng became more and more confused about Mu Qianyu's intention.
Mu Qianyu nodded affirmatively.
"Haha." Mo Feng couldn't help laughing, and finally said: "Okay, then as long as Mr. Futai can break my shield, he will win."
Others also think that Mr. Futai is a little mentally disturbed. If he is not protected, he may not be able to be cut, let alone be able to use a steel shield. Isn't this a joke?
Wei Zhong had already begun to wonder if she thought the bandits were troublesome and deliberately wanted to let them go, but she couldn't let them go openly, so she left a step for herself.
The more I think about it, the more likely it is.
Mo Feng flew down from the mountain and stood at the foot of the mountain. The bandits and soldiers between him and Mu Qianyu wisely moved to both sides, leaving a road in the middle.