Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 168 Abnormal

After a few days.

"Woo..."

With the sound of horns trembling in all directions, everyone walked out of their respective camps in sequence.

"drive!"

"drive!"

A vigorous rider can also gallop in this complex forest, waving a banner and shouting loudly at the crowd:

"The military government has an order to launch an attack!"

"Launch an attack!"

"attack!"

The voice echoed and lingered endlessly, obviously there was more than one messenger.

Everyone looked surprised, and looked at the eight-armed heavenly king Qiu Lie and others who presided over the affairs in the field.

Compared to their surprise, the expressions of Qiu Lie and the others were much calmer, obviously they had been prepared for a long time.

"The backup and doctors stay behind, and the others pack up and prepare to go."

With an order, dozens of members of the Taishan Clan moved together, each throwing themselves at the top of the mountain.

Although there are not many people, there is no one who is weak. Even the people with the lowest cultivation level have already accomplished visceral refinement, and can fight ten with one.

Not only the Taishan Gang!

At the same moment, more than a dozen forces including Ziyangmen, Zhaixing Tower, Wuxing, and Suoyue Temple moved together.

Looking down from a height, you can see countless black spots rushing upwards around the main peak of Fengtou Mountain.

Just like a group of ants clinging to it, trying to devour everything.

At the same time, the trees on the top of the mountain swayed, the figures flickered, and the people hiding in it also began to move.

As a doctor, Mo Qiu didn't have to go to the front to fight, but stood quietly behind and watched everyone leave.

For some reason, he always felt something was wrong.

Perhaps it was the difficulty of the rebels here, or some unknown masters who emerged, which gave him a warning sign.

"The jade-faced god sentenced Shangguan Xiu, the multi-armed Vajra Xie Liaowu, the Luoying sword Fang Yunshan, and a few first-class masters who came later..."

"What's more, after the past few days of repairing, everyone has replaced their supplies."

"Combined with second-rate and high-level masters from various sects and factions, it should be easy to wipe out a stronghold of the Heisha Cult."

"I was too vigilant!"

Shaking his head, Moqiu stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, no matter what the frontline battle is like, as a doctor, he should just do his best to treat the sick and save the sick.

Just like before, no matter how many overt and covert killings here, it has nothing to do with him.

Time passed slowly.

At some point, there was a sound of shouting and killing on the mountain. The sound became louder and louder, and finally covered all directions.

Such a huge mountain peak has become a battlefield!

Two hours later.

"Doctor Mo!"

"Doctor Mo, come and save someone!"

Hasty shouts came from outside the camp, Mo Qiu hurried out and led the two wounded into the camp.

"Knife wounds, broken bones, poisonous wounds."

With his current medical skills, he understood the situation with just a glance, and waved back:

"Gold sore medicine, splint, and black scorpion powder."

"My silver needle!"

"Yes." He greeted, and someone prepared the supplies for him to use.

"Doctor Mo!" Another person rushed over here before the medicine was finished:

"Injured... another wounded!"

"So fast?" Mo Qiu frowned.

"Not only!" The person who came shook his head frantically, and his expression was a little flustered:

"Something is wrong. I heard that the opponents who go up meet are very strong, and we have already experienced downsizing."

"Still... a master!"

"What?"

In the tent, everyone fell silent at the same time.

…………

North Hill.

The multi-armed vajra Xie Liaowu stood under the tree with a dignified expression, staring at a big man beside a rock not far away.

The big man was more than eight feet tall, with bare feet on the ground, and his body was full of hair, like a wild man in the mountains, especially his blood-stained hands were even more ferocious.

There is only one pair of eyes, shining with wisdom and aura.

"Iron Moleou Shuyuan!"

"good."

Although the big man looks like a savage, his voice is extremely magnetic, which is completely different from his body shape.

"You're not dead?" Xie Liaowu's eyes flickered:

"There has been no news for ten years, but your Excellency is calm."

"I've done it before." Tie Molei smiled lightly:

"It's just that none of the people who have seen me shoot in the past ten years have survived."

"I see." Xie Liao nodded:

"I've heard for a long time that Your Excellency is born with supernatural powers, and you have done a lot of hard work. Since I saw it today, I'm going to ask for advice."

"It's easy to say."

Tie Mole grinned, his body swayed, he opened his arms, and rushed towards the ground like a crane.

There was a distance of seven or eight meters between the two of them, and this person just swooped lightly, and he was already approaching.

At the same time, the arm trembled, and the five fingers pinched, like a bird's beak lightly pecking.

The movements are understated, even extremely elegant, but extremely fierce!

"Crazy!"

Five fingers pierced through the air, and there was a sharp and long howl, and the strong wind hit his face, which made Xie Liwu narrow his eyes slightly, and felt pain in the flesh of his throat.

Five birds!

As expected, he is indeed a master who became famous ten years ago. Even though he is old, his shots are still extraordinary.

Maybe the other party's strength is not as strong as before when he is old, but the martial arts have penetrated into the bone marrow, become more proficient and exquisite, and have reached perfection.

Immediately, as soon as he made a move, Xie Liaowu's heart skipped a beat.

But he is not afraid.

"Zheng!"

The long sword groaned softly, like a shooting star piercing the sun, slashing six times in an instant.

One inch long and one inch strong, even a first-class expert is the same, holding a long sword can naturally touch the opponent faster.

really.

Tie Molei's eyes flickered, and his figure changed again, his huge physique was flying in the air like a swallow.

Pecking or pointing, clapping or hammering with both hands, remember to hit the blade directly, and the huge force is also concentrated on it.

"when……"

The two passed by each other, their expressions all congealed.

Master!

From the looks of it, it might be hard to tell the winner in a short time.

…………

Nanshan.

The four of them fought into a group.

There are two people in the middle, a man and a woman. The woman is holding a long whip, and the man is holding an iron hook upside down. Their bodies are like tornadoes.

The long whip is full of dark thorns, dancing like light and shadow in the sky, and entangles the giant tree from time to time, and the tree splits and collapses just by pulling it.

The iron hook goes down three ways, teasing, stabbing, scratching, and wiping the tricks insidiously, making people frightened.

The two of them were astonishingly powerful, they roared with vigor in every gesture, and the fierce wind cut all directions like finely divided knives.

And their opponents are equally extraordinary.

One of them is the first-class master of Ziyangmen, Yumianshen, who sentenced Shangguan Xiu, and the other is the old woman with a plane face.

Both are first-class masters, and the four of them fought together, and it was hard to tell the winner. Even if they wanted to help, the others were powerless to approach.

…………

West Hills.

The chaotic battlefield was full of corpses, and the smell of blood filled the air, causing many crows to wander in the sky.

below.

Fang Yunshan, Luoyingjian, was fighting fiercely with one person.

The other party seemed to have been caught in a fire in the early years, and his face was completely changed, his appearance was hideous, but his hands were majestic.

Even with bare hands, there is no fear of the sharpness of the long sword, grabbing the center line, stepping into the palace, the shadow of the fist is flying, and every move is full of vigor.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Fang Yunshan's body floated like a flowing cloud, and then fell several feet.

"Heisha's real body, Daheitian boxing." He looked solemnly, looking directly at the other party:

"It seems that the extermination of all the Qi family of the Heisha Sect ten years ago is false, and the exercises have also been passed down."

"but……"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"Back then, how did you escape? Or..., who helped you escape?"

"Fang, you talk a lot." The other party's voice was hoarse, and he didn't answer when he heard the words, but just rushed forward:

"If you want to go up the mountain, pass me first!"

"You really think I'm afraid you won't succeed?" Fang Yunshan snorted coldly, Luo Yingjian trembled slightly, and his complexion suddenly changed:

"No, since there are still people in the Qi family, and that thing is here, doesn't it mean..."

"You first refine that thing again!"

"Huh?" The other party was taken aback:

"I know a lot, so I can't keep you!"

…………

down the mountain.

Groups of wounded were sent down the mountain, and unexpected news fell into their ears.

It was getting dark.

In the military tent, someone yelled:

"This is not a stronghold of the Heisha Sect at all, but the main altar where the remnants of the Heisha Sect are hidden!"

"Tie Molei, Shuangsha, and even members of the Qi family have appeared. Not only did they not escape, but they dared to attack. What are they going to do?"

"No matter what you want to do, stop it." One person said slowly:

"Send a message to the rear, send reinforcements as soon as possible, notify the people from the Lu family as much as possible, and ask people from all major forces to come over. In addition..., our people should also take action!"

"yes."