Chapter 682: Retreat

Wu Tie jumped off the wall, and at the moment of landing, more than a dozen Dawu generals in front of him retreated at the same time.
The black-haired man who had just spoken and provocatively waved his left hand, and a fist-sized object flew out suddenly. Wu Tie saw it clearly. It was a portable cave house built by the great Wei Mo family. It was a two-story small pavilion. .
However, the equipment that Dawei sold to Dawu was high in price and quality.
The Mohwan's own portable cave house can accommodate thousands of people, and this small pavilion with a faint yellow light can only accommodate ten or twenty people, and it is the limit of internal space.
The slamming sound of ‘嘭’, ten horrible Dawu ancestors shattered the small pavilion, appearing in front of Wu Tie.
A scorpion dragon smashed a gale, accompanied by a harsh dragon scream, and slammed into Wu Ting's eyebrows. The dragons and scorpions were entangled in thunder, and there were more black winds and black ice raging. The piercing dragons sounded like a thousand thunder, and they shook around the void.
The raid came so fiercely that Wu Tie still reacted.
It is really a group of rough men of Dawu, they will not act.
The generals of a dozen and a half steps in the Ming Dynasty, even if they can borrow the power of the supreme artifact, can let them have the power of the gods, but now the ancestors gathered in the military city, there are hundreds of people on the plain The public, let alone the ancestors who are hidden in the city and have already invested in the thirteenth valve of Wu Tie.
More than a dozen gods and gods in the face of the war, face to face the gods and gods?
Dawu’s group of rough men are not suitable for this kind of fine work.
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The mast of the bowl was violently swayed, and the martial arts ancestors of the martial arts were armed with bulging muscles. The forehead was jumping on the forehead, and the screaming screaming, the whole body spurted blood, and tried to spur forward.
The mast is bent, the iron fingers and the mast are rubbed hard, and a large piece of fire is splashed.
Wu Tie slammed his hand and held the martial arts of the Dawu ancestors who were carrying the 蟠 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 戟 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , making a huge noise.
The Dawu ancestors holding the dragons and dragons made a painful shout, and Wu Tie narrowly used him as a shield to resist the attack of the other nine Dawu ancestors. Two of the great ancestors did not have enough time to fight, and the weapons hit their own companions. .
The projection of the ten-party slaughter A was beaten by fire, and the armpits looked at the cracks and cracked countless cracks. The old blood of the Dawu ancestors holding the dragons and dragons spurted out, and the gas was screaming.
Witch iron screamed, holding the dragons and dragons in both hands, waving the long shackles, and slamming the great ancestors on the ground.
Dozens of hills near the military city oscillated at the same time. Rao had a strong cover of the battlefield, and the earth still cracked a deep crack. The martial arts ancestors of the martial arts, armed with 蟠龙戟, smashed their bodies and smashed their bones, and the bones shattered into thousands of pieces.
Wu Tie kicked the big Wu ancestor out of the foot, and the screaming screams in his hand screamed, and was swayed by Wu Tie. He danced into a windmill and clashed with nine other heavy weapons.
The clashing sounds of the Qingqiu and Dawei tribes in the military city were dizzy, including the ancestors of the gods and gods, including Li Guang and Zhao Wei. They looked at each other with great eyes and looked at Wu Tie’s power. Against the siege of the nine Dawu ancestors.
A half-step goddess of the little guy.
Hard to lick the old guys of the nine gods.
And the nine old guys, who are also the backbone of the Dawu Kingdom, are self-cultivated for more than three heavens in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. After they have been blessed by the Ten Commandments, their fighting power has soared, and there are absolutely five gods. More than the strength of the day.
However, Wu Tie, a man, actually relied on brute force, playing nine big ancestors swaying, shaking their arms, and constantly backwards.
Ten heavy weapons made a scream of screams, and the tremendous impact made the ten heavenly gods unable to withstand the terrible force. Several spears and long scorpions cracked a large number of fragments in the heavy impact, on the gun. A lot of tiny cracks appeared.
Wu Tie’s body was hot and gushing, and behind him, a bright light rushed thousands of feet high. In the bright light, there were long scorpions, long guns, long sticks, long scorpions and other weapons. The shadows of the weapons were looming, and his hands were smashing, sweeping, knocking, stabbing. The tricks are versatile, and the ingenuity of all kinds of weapons is merged into the past.
In the hands of Wu Tie, it is like a real live dragon, corner top, tooth torn, claw crack, tail scorpion... Storm-like attack enveloped the attacking frequency of nine Dawu ancestors, Wu Tie and others. It is faster than the other nine.
"This martial martial art... so exquisite?" On the far side of the hill, the flag shrouded, and the tyrant sitting on the throne stood up, staring at Wu Tie with his eyes wide open.
Even the longest age of Dawu, the longest cultivation time, and today still stay in the home of Dawu Shen, they will only practice a martial art corresponding to a weapon for a lifetime.
For example, the master of Wu Ting’s hand, the ancestor’s master, only practiced the martyrdom for the rest of his life. Other ancestors used guns for the guns, and repaired them with shackles. It is definitely not going to cultivate relatively light, changing guns.
After all, Heaven and Heaven are limited, and the innate spirits are rare. Many ancestors have only one weapon of their own for the rest of their lives. Who will have nothing to do with the 18th class?
However, the performance of Wu Tie is really a freak.
Seeing the shadows of various weapons in the light behind him, it is obvious that he has cultivated the martial arts corresponding to all kinds of weapons to the ‘into the Tao’ where the gods are clear and the gods are self-evident.
If the martial arts are in the realm of ‘into the road’, the random moves will be accompanied by the heavens and the earth, and they will be able to break ten times and kill hundreds of times during the battle.
However, any martial art really wants ‘humanity’, the normal ancestors, at least it will take thousands of years to polish martial arts, and experience countless blood smashes on the battlefield to do it?
Wu Tie is a young age, how did he do it?
"This kind of monster, hey, don't mention that God has ordered him to kill him, and he can't let him." Wu Ba stroking the beard of the lower jaw, muttering: "Dawu Shenguo, can not allow such people to live unless It’s a pro-son.

Shaking his head, Wu Ba Shen Sheng: "Transfer, then adjust a man to come over and give this military city."
Wu Ting, who is struggling with the nine Dawu ancestors, feels hot and hot, and the huge impact makes him feel a sense of joy in every cell. The tremendous pressure has caused him to erupt more powerful resistance.
Long guns, spears, long scorpions, long sticks... All the righteousness of the long weapons rushed through the heart. Suddenly, the figure of the weapons inside the Mingguang disappeared at the same time, only a giant like Tianzhu - Sticky shadows flashed past.
Xiaolong screamed desperately.
All the mana in the Witch Iron Body is injected into the dragon at this moment.
Just like the punch that Wu Tie broke out before.
Like the sword that broke out before the witch iron.
At this moment, the iron and iron hands clasped the dragons and dragons, as if holding a giant pillar supporting the sky, and doing everything in their power to kneel forward.
A loud bang, countless pieces of brontosaurus landed from the sky, densely washed the hills of the hundred miles; a black lacquered horn hurricane rushed from the ground, with a fierce ghost whistling straight into the sky; The horns of the horns and the high-altitude blood fog, the sharp clouds and the sudden frictional impact, a layer of blue-blue skyfire rushed down the ground in the shadow of the dragon and the dragon in the hands of Wu Tie.
The dragon dragonfly smashed and turned into a straight bar shadow.
Witch iron whistling, after the thirst, the edge of the jade disc projection, on the 84,000 small lotus leaves, there is a shadow flashing past.
Tiandi Avenue, all integrated into this stick hit.
Sun and Moon Stars, Mountains and Rivers, Mountains, Rivers, Birds, and Fish, Spring and Autumn Rain... This is a sword, a knife, a gun, a fist, a fist, a roar, and hundreds of millions of people. The sorrow of the soul...
A great, tolerant one.
The flesh of Wu Wu’s arms was torn apart, and the large pieces of blood were like magma, spewing high temperature and splashing around.
The iron blood of Wu Tie fell on the opposite face of the nine faces of the distorted Dawu ancestors, and they burned their fleshy meats. The large pieces of flesh and blood were burnt into the blue smoke by the blood in the witch iron. Penetrated into their bones.
Nine Dawu ancestors, and the ancestors who were lying on the ground and smashed their bones and couldn’t stand up for a long time, no matter what they were practicing, they were trembled and shuddered. Their martial arts, even the ones they comprehended, whether they are thunder, hurricane, mysterious ice, and the earth, are shaking and are shaking.
The shadows that Wu Tie blasted have not touched their bodies, and their 'dao' has begun to shatter.
Their deity is disintegrating.
Their bodies are breaking apart.
A loud noise, Wu Tie was heavily drawn on the ground.
A stick of shadow rushed out of the hundred miles, and all the hills along the way annihilated instantly. The ground left a straight wide mile, long hundred miles, and deep marks.
Ten Dawu ancestors, more than a dozen Dawu generals, flew away.
Also in front of the Wu Tie, the eyes of hundreds of the two ancestors, the heads of the two countries and the generals of the two sides of the Jingguan, but no loss, quietly suspended above the imprint.
This is so violent.
This stick is so gentle.
The ultimate tyranny and gentleness have become this great thing, ‘kill’ and ‘save’ are free, this stick is very close to ‘天道’.
The rod was smashed, and the sorcerer’s body was broken. His arms and his upper body, all the flesh, were torn apart, and the cracks were densely covered. His body seemed to collapse at any time.
Breathing in a big mouth, all the pores are bleeding and sweating.
A large number of thumb-sized, brightly colored, lustrous blood beads suspended in the surroundings, Wu Tie took a deep breath, these blood beads flowing out of his body like a bead, constantly flying back, along his body surface The wound reintegrates into the body.
When these blood beads hit the body, it turned out to be ‘叮叮’ crisp.
Wu Ba is stunned, and many of the great ancestors around the tyrants are stunned. Numerous Dawu’s half-step gods and ambitions will be distorted, and watching Wu Tie is like a ghost.
There is a martial art general who does not believe in evil, secretly pulling a knife, and slamming his arm and thigh.
A large piece of blood spurts out, they learn the way of Wu Tie, the force controls their blood to condense into blood, and then it back into the body.
When their blood hits the body, it is a '噗噗' muffled sound, or a 'tick' sound, it is impossible to be like a witch iron. When the blood beads hit the body, it is as big as a bead. '叮叮' is constantly.
"How can the sturdy body be so tempered?"
It’s not just half-steps of the gods who are secretly trying to make a sneaky attempt. At least twenty Dawu ancestors are doing such experiments.
They are all physical exercises, and their gods are polished for tens of thousands of years, and their arms can shake the sea, and a drop of blood can break the mountains. However, their blood is not as good as Wu Tie.
Obviously, Wu Tie is only a half-step god, but his body is far beyond the ancestors of these great martial arts gods.
Witch iron breathes deeply, all the blood that has passed away returns to the body, the huge blood energy rolls, and the cracks on the surface collapse quickly heal. With a wave of his hand, the two Jingguans flew up the city wall, and naturally there were children of all ethnic groups who properly handled these heads.
"Wu Ba, you said, who can win this time?" Wu Tie looked at Wu Ba and others on the hills outside the hundred miles, and waved at them with a smile: "You think, who can we win?"
Wu Ba silenced for a while, and suddenly laughed at Wu Tie: "An Wang Huo Xiong, really a hero, but unfortunately, you are not my big martial art, otherwise you will definitely invite you as a 婿 ... 啧, unfortunately, unfortunately, you are destined to die of."
Wu Ba violently pulled out the sword and smashed his sword into two pieces.
"Telling the will, encountering An Wang Huo Xiong, and temporarily retreating from the three homes... Hey, and those who have slaughtered the Great Wei and Qingqiu, killing and killing An Wang Huo Xiong with the power of Dawu."
Wu Ba pointed to Wu Tie and laughed: "An Wang Huo Xiong, you are destined to die. You can kill ten gods and Ming masters, you can kill a hundred, you can kill a thousand ... but I When Dawu entered the battlefield this time, there were four thousand promises in the Ming Dynasty, and nearly a hundred thousand in the half-step gods!"
"100,000 lang, you have the supreme artifact blessing, all have the power of the gods!"
"You, can you kill 100,000 gods?" Wu Ba shouted: "Can you?"
Wu Tie is silent.
Just that one, I have already exhausted all his strength.
A stick to kill ten Dawu ancestors is already the limit that Wu Tie can do now.
If he uses a little more strength, if the power of his avenue continues for a little longer, his entire body will collapse.
The power and horror of the Yuanshijing is slowly being highlighted.
But this kind of power and horror... Today's Wutie has not enough strength to carry it.
Today's Wu Tie, if the Dawu Shenguo really mobilizes 100,000 gods and Ming masters to kill, he can kill ten people, hundreds of people... but thousands of people are already impossible...
In the face of Dawu, Wutie has no confidence in victory.
To fight against Dawu, you must gather the power of Qingqiu and Dawu.
Ten beams of light rushed into the sky in front of the Wu Tie, and the flashing light made the shadow of Wu Tie on the gates of the military city. The shadows swayed and shook, and the twists and turns were like evil spirits.
Wu iron vomited a heavy breath.
Pulling out a cloak, wrapbing his body indiscriminately, Wu Tie opened his legs and ran away in the distance.
This will be a brutal battle. When the gods begin to intervene directly in the duel, Wu Tie does not know what the final result of this duel will be.
He can only do his best to try his best to win the final victory.
He thought of the old iron, thought of the phoenix, thought of the witch war, thought of witch gold, witch silver, witch copper, thought of the witch family, the witch family, the witch, the white guys ......
"Wu Pa, Lao Tzu will not lose!"
The snoring of Wu Tie shook the void.
The face of Wu Ba is distorted and bites his teeth and says: "Tune people, attack the city...the city... In addition, the order, see An Wang Huo Xiong, the team of 100 people, it is strictly forbidden to fight with him."
"For the time being... retreat from the house... let him be mad for a while."