Chapter 323: Bu Hai's death

Moonlight night, Longyan Mountain banned camps.
Feng Jixing was sleeping in a suit, and the sword was set aside. Outside the big tent, a dozen embargo soldiers looked at everything around them with stern eyes and were on guard.
"Wowa ..."
The evening wind blows the flag of the Imperial Palace, and the sound of hunting and hunting seems to conceal the voice of people in the wind.
"Be careful."
I don't know who shouted a voice. The voice came to a halt only halfway, as if someone's throat was chopped. The next moment, an invisible momentum came down, and a group of embargoed soldiers guarding the handsome account moved. I ca n’t believe it. Even a few people who were slightly lower actually died of mouth and nose bleeding. This is the strength of the field.
In the wind, an old figure turned around, and the flames killed dozens of embargo soldiers. He stepped into the handsome tent, raised his palm, and a wave rushed out.
Feng Jixing on the bed had already opened his eyes, grabbed the wind-cutting knife while he was in the air, and the long sword swept out, yelling, "The hot sand is gold."
The golden quicksand energy appeared on the chopping wind knife, and there were still fighting spirits around the blade. Feng Jixing had already stepped into the third heaven of heaven, and the chopping wind knife blasted on the palm of the old man, and actually issued "Dang With a sound, the palm of the hand was as strong as steel.
Invisible energy waves, Feng Jixing was shaken back a few steps, pulled away from the camp, looked at each other in the moonlight, sneered: "Buhai, I guess you will come."
Bu Hai stepped out of the big tent step by step, with several scars of swords on his face, looking rather embarrassed, haha ​​laughed: "Feng Jixing is worthy of Feng Jixing, but unfortunately you can't reverse the empire's defeat Fate, accept God's verdict. "
He raised his arms suddenly, the martial spirit surged. His martial spirit was a flame wolf, which was somewhat similar to Feng Jixing's purple electric flame wolf, except that it was stronger. The strength of the nine-layer flame wolf was better than The eight-layer purple electric flame wolf is many.
Feng Jixing wiped the blood that was shaken from the corner of his mouth, clenched the handle with both hands, and smiled, "Come again."
As a Heavenly Emperor, he already has the power to fight against the Lord.
"Boom boom boom ..."
After a few more blasts, the entire barracks camp was boiling. Numerous soldiers holding torches surrounded them in all directions, aiming at the sea with a bow and arrow.
"Hey."
After the iron fist collided, Feng Haixing retreated violently, Bu Hai's eyes were cold, and he already knew that the sneak attack plan tonight was aborted. The other party had already prepared, and this Feng Jixing was not as uncomfortable as expected. Strike, Lan Yancheng's embargo commander, the combat strength is not ordinary tough, at least 50 rounds to kill him, but the growing number of embargoes around him, did not give him that much time.
Leaping forward, Bu Hai's boots suddenly broke the head of an embargo, and laughed: "You have a lot of people, old men don't care about you, there are more than 3,000 knights on Longyan Mountain. If you want to attack Shan went on the attack, smashed this hard bone, and looked at how many teeth you could break. "
"Want to leave."
In the dark, Wei Qiu came here, holding a long bow in his hands, and behind a group of soldiers from the Gentian Battalion, even Qin Yan and Fengxi came. Qin Yan rushed and rushed with a spear.
"Get away."
Bu Hai volleyed out with a single palm, but encountered an iron soul that was as hard as an iron plate. Qin Yan's dragon scale armor was known as the world's first defense system Wu soul, where it was so easy to repel.
After being blocked by Qin Yan, all the soldiers on the side of the embargo suddenly fired.
"Zumiya Gongya still wants to kill me."
The sea was arrogant, with a wave of robe sleeves, and the spirit of the field was surging. The arrows were stirred and twisted and fluttered. The palm of his hand was raised, and the flame and spirit of the wolf screamed out. In the crowd, dozens of embargo soldiers suddenly burst into flames.
But Buhai ignored the attack of Longdan camp. Wei Qiu, Luo Yu, Fengxi, and others drew their bows and drew arrows. After aiming, they fired rounds.
"Papapa ..."
The arrow was not partially blocked, but the arrow of the white diamond arrow passed through the vigorous agitation range of Buhai, and a "boom" burrowed into Buhai's arm.
"Jack."
Buhai was angry and angry, but knew that he would die if he stayed. Just like the legend, the empire had an army called the Gentian Battalion, with arrows that could shoot through the armour of the bucket. It was very powerful.
Standing back sharply, as a sacred power, Bu Hai could not be the enemy of thousands of troops, but it was easier to escape.
There was blood on the right arm, stepped out of the arrow, and threw it away with gnashing teeth. After rushing out of the siege of the forbidden army, he immediately stepped into the dense forest, and did not return to Longyan Mountain. It is more important to save a life.
...
In the moonlight, Feng Jixing slowly returned the sword to his sheath, with a slight smile on his face, and said, "It seems ... the disciples under Luo Lan's seat are not better than one, there are still stupid people."
Wei Qiu stepped forward and hugged his fist: "Wind commander, Bu Hai has been wounded and abandoned the guard of Longyan Mountain, what shall we do."
"According to the original plan, tomorrow morning, we will attack the mountain, uproot the forces of the knights on Longyan Mountain, defend the enemy, and arrange 500 soldiers of the Longdan camp to guard Longyan Mountain after the attack of Longyan Mountain, and protect Longyan Village under the mountain from the knights on the mountain. Nuisance, Lanyan City ignored this place for too long, too long. "
"Yes."
Feng Jixing looked at Bu Hai's escape direction with a trace of killing in his eyes and said, "Bu Hai, you can't escape the first day, but you can't escape fifteen."
...
In the early morning, the golden morning light shot through the clouds and projected on the earth. It is late autumn, and the sky is covered with hoarfrost, as if a fine snow had fallen.
Lin Muyu left a diamond coin on the table of the Orion family and said goodbye. He tied the Qiankun bag around his waist, a suit of Orion, and a dragon spirit sword behind him. style.
He slowly walked along the rugged mountain road. When he was approaching noon, he took out the big cake in Qiankun's bag and chewed it hard. He only felt that the most delicious thing in the world was like this. This is about alive. Be happy.
The water in the water bag carried a hint of sweetness. This was the mountain spring water of the Orion family. After a few sips, Lin Muyu continued to hurry.
But not far, a figure emerged from the jungle on the side. It was an old man in a golden Chinese suit with blood on his arm. It seemed to be injured, and the old man's suffocation was exactly Injured Buhai, and he had already seen Lin Muyu, and immediately came over and asked: "Young man, ask something old, you know how to get to Cangnan province."
"Cangnan Province."
Lin Muyu reached out and pointed to the East, saying, "It should be this direction, and you can reach the official road along the way."
"Okay, thank you very much."
Bu Hai held a fist and smiled, but his eyes stayed on the handle of the dragon spirit sword behind Lin Muyu, and he couldn't help laughing: "It looks like you should be dressed as a wild hunter. A hunter in every quarter actually has such a delicate sword. It's rare. "
"Oh."
Lin Muyu's spirit veins have sensed that the fighting in the old man's body has rapidly increased. The visitor is not good. He immediately smiled: "Yes, this is ancestral."
"Can it be given to the old man?" Buhai haha ​​smiled.
"That's not okay." Lin Muyu looked like a small family.
"The old man had to grab it by himself." Bu Hai smiled grimly.
Lin Muyu also laughed, raised his hand and pulled out the Dragon Spirit Sword, and smiled slightly: "I will not kill the nameless ghost under the sword of Lao Tzu, you first report the name."
"You dare to call yourself Laozi."
Buhai laughed, and greed became stronger in his eyes. At the moment when the Dragon Spirit Sword came out of the sheath, he even recognized it as a peerless sword. He sneered: "In the dragon-hunting forest, what I want is still No one is out of hand. "
The iron palm suddenly exploded, and the Yanlang Wuhun roared endlessly, even wanting to grab a sword.
This is the heart of Lin Muyu in the middle. The opponent is a strong man in the sanctuary. He first shows that the enemy is weak. His strength of breath only stays in the state of humanity. When he grabs the sword in the sea, he suddenly increases his fighting strength to the peak. The sword suddenly turned over, spiraling energeticly around, Zhenlong Yuanhuo quickly focused on it.
The rushing Dragon Spirit Sword is by no means free to capture.
As soon as Bu Hai felt the arrogant and overbearing star power in Lin Muyu's body, his eyes swept away, and a star burst out of Lin Muyu's palm, and blasted directly on his back.
"Sneak attack on Lao Tzu, you dream."
Bu Hai suddenly gathered his fighting spirit behind him to form a bucket armor to resist Lin Muyu's blow.
But he couldn't imagine how strong Lin Muyu's power was. Xingchenjue surged above his arm, and a stroke of Xingmang appeared on the back of Buhai.
"puff."
Bu Hai was directly spitting blood, and his original strength was damaged by at least 30%. At this time, he encountered Lin Muyu, the third most powerful person in the world of virtuosity, with a strength of half a catty, but his defeat was completely defeated. Now, even the Qi Xing Mo Emperor was full of emotions, how could Bu Hai be able to resist it.
With one move to restrain the enemy, Lin Muyu suddenly opened his hands and pinched Buhai's throat, and whispered, "Who are you?"
Buhai gritted his teeth: "Your grandpa is ... a disciple of Luo Lan Xianzun, you dare to kill me, Xianzun will not let you go."
"Luo Lan," Lin Muyu frowned.
"Why, I know I'm scared." Bu Hai's eyes were contented.
Lin Muyu's eyes were cold: "Looking at your age, you have lived in the dog's belly for years. Let's die in peace. Luo Lan will go to with you sooner or later."
Between five fingers, the real dragon Yuan fire raged away and began to burn the throat of the sea.
Where would Buhai wait to die, the left fist exploded, and the power of Yan Lang Wu soul lingered around his fist.
Lin Muyu couldn't help smiling, the other arm was raised, five fingers, and a purple-gold gourd emerged. An endless cyclone at the mouth of the gourd quickly absorbed everything between heaven and earth. In the next moment, the raging wolf soul of Buhai actually stiffened. Inhaled by the golden gourd.
"how come,."
Buhai was so horrified that the next moment, Zhenlong Yuanhuo quickly swallowed his body,