Chapter 43: Uninvited Guest (3)

"Wait a minute!" Yu Xi shook his head.
"Well, wait a minute!" Young Master pleased.
"There is a lot of fog in the forest all around, it looks like a formation!" Mr. Wen Ruo frowned.
"Formation? What formation is this?" Saintess Yu Xi suddenly curious.
Mr. Wen Ruo squinted his eyes, looked at it for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "It seems, it seems like a feng shui formation?"
"Feng Shui Formation? Impossible, isn't it possible that a mortal can arrange Feng Shui Formation?" Young Master Yang suddenly refused to believe.
"Let's take a look!" The dwarf who followed Young Master immediately stepped forward.
"Ding Wugu, you are just practising Feng Shui. Tell me, what formation is this?" Young Master Yang said immediately, as if it was specifically addressed to Saint Yu Xi.
Everyone looked at the dwarf named Ding Wugu.
The dwarf looked at it, frowning, and finally shook his head.
"You can see it?" Young Master asked.
"No, but, what kind of formation can a mortal use? It's just a side-by-side garbage formation!" Ding Wugu disdainfully said.
"Yes!" Young Master nodded.
But Mr. Wen Ruo stood with his hands under his hands, shook his head slightly, and squinted his eyes to study the bottom carefully.
"Huh? What are those soldiers doing?" Saint Yu Xi asked in surprise.
When everyone looked around, they just happened to see a soldier pouring a bowl of blood on a boulder.
"Boom!"
The blood was broken up and gushed towards the south.
"The fishy smell? What a heavy fishy smell!" The dwarf Ding Wugu suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"Formation?" Young Master Yang cried.
"No, it's a word?" Mr. Wen Ruo's eyes lit up.
"Go, go down!" Mr. Wen Ruo suddenly saw Lie Xinxi.
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
Mr. Wen Ruo stepped on the boat, and the boat sank in an instant, and went down in no time. The boat shrank quickly, the explorer put away the boat, and everyone suddenly fell from low altitude. Only the crane is still hovering in the air.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
There was a burst of smoke.
Suddenly falling from the sky, the faces of the surrounding soldiers suddenly changed.
"Who are you?" a silver armor soldier called out immediately.
Mr. Wen Ruo went straight to the big stone, stared at the words on the big stone, looked at it carefully, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Saint Yuxi also came over and looked at the boulder. Young Master Yang also pretended to look at the words on the boulder.
Everyone didn't pay attention to the soldiers around at all. In the eyes of everyone, these were no different from ants.
"Bowmen, let go!" a general suddenly shouted.
I was going to hunt the beasts, and the strings of the crossbow were already full.
With an order, naturally ten thousand arrows were fired towards this group of uninvited guests.
"Shoo!" "Shoo!" "Shoo!"...
The silver armour is extremely capable, more than two thousand arrows rain, like a big net, burst out bursting. If you are a mortal, you will definitely not be able to escape this torrent of arrows.
But are this group of people mortal?
One of the subordinates of Saint Yuxi turned his head, his eyes glared, and he waved his hand gently.
"Om!"
There seemed to be a huge wall of air around it, a rain of arrows shot on it, suddenly stopped, the strange floating sky, only a faint ripple at the end of the arrow.
More than two thousand arrows stopped instantly. More than two thousand ripples, like light rain on the surface of the lake.
More than two thousand arrows stopped in the air, and the expressions of the silver armors suddenly changed.
All the soldiers have realized that it is not good, this group of people, it seems that they can't deal with them.
"Qinglong, don't embarrass them!" Saintess Yu Xi suddenly said.
The black-clothed subordinate who had stared at him suddenly said with a slow expression: "Yes, saint!"
"Wow!"
More than two thousand arrows fell to the ground immediately.
But at this moment, in the bamboo house across a bamboo forest, Yan Chuan once again heard a roar. The golden light all over his body was released, and then his eyes opened.
"Li Jing, six layers? Ha!" Yan Chuan exhaled in satisfaction.
"Huh?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes suddenly and looked in the direction of Zhumen.
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