First Class Taoist Gate

No matter how powerful the Shenji crossbow is, it is blind if you can't see the target.

Of course, if you have thousands of magic crossbows, it doesn't matter if you don't see them, the key is that you don't have so many magic crossbows.

Without looking at the corpses at his feet, after slaughtering a boat, Zhang Bairen cleaned the cabin, installed all the magic crossbows quietly, and set fire to the boat.

With the passage of time, looking at the last main ship, Zhang Bairen jumped and landed on the deck. Before everyone on the ship could react, the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and the sword intent enveloped the person in front of him.

Killing became the theme.

"Let go!"

"Let go!"

"Swish"

"Swish"

"Swish"

With the sound of the arrow breaking through the air, Zhang Bairen immediately hid and rushed to the mast.

"Swish swish"

The sound of arrows breaking through the air keeps rolling up the sonic boom.

It's a pity that there are too few people on the boat, there are only a few dozen, and there is still time to change pieces in the middle, so Zhang Bairen can't be stopped at all.

"Swish" Zhang Bairen stepped on Yubu and rushed into the crowd, blood flowing everywhere.

"thump"

The big head jumped into the river when he saw the opportunity, and Zhang Bairen smiled coldly: "Looking for death!"

When talking about the skill of controlling water, Zhang Bairen feels that although he is not as good as the gods of Shinto, but the ordinary martial artist is not his opponent.

After the long sword slaughtered the remaining bandits, Zhang Bairen stepped out of the water and chased the leader without taking care of cleaning the battlefield.

"Don't run away, you are not the opponent of the poor road at all. If you obediently explain the mastermind behind the scenes, the poor road may give you a ray of life, dare to continue to resist and kill you!" Zhang Bairen's words were cold and resounded in the ears of the bandit leader.

The bandit leader suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Bairen who was close at hand. He was so shocked that he choked a few salivas and wandered forward desperately.

"Pouch"

The sword light swept across the water waves, and only a scream was heard, and the blood stained the river surface. Zhang Bairen looked at the big head with an arm suspended in the water without expression, and his body seemed to be drowned: "Say it?"

"You are so cruel, letting me go is a joke, I will add blood to my head, I will have enough of life! You can kill me, but you can't think about it from me." The bandit leader is also stiff and stubborn. Zhang Bairen glared at Zhang Bairen around his neck, eyes filled with jealousy.

"Sure enough, the red dust is so sloppy, the rivers and lakes are many heroes, and even a man" Zhang Bairen praised, but his work was not slow, the long sword ran through the throat of the bandit leader, and the blood stained the river. Back to the cabin again, after searching all the treasures and the magic crossbow, looking at the misty Hengjiang, more than a dozen fishing boats were drilling indiscriminately, Zhang Bairen stepped out of the smoke and returned to his canoe, his palms lightly closed, and he saw the sky. The mist gathered, but the three or five breaths had dissipated and gathered in Zhang Bairen's hands.

The fog cleared, looking at Zhang Bairen who was unscathed, and then at the raging river, the shore spies were heartbroken: "Sacred crossbows! Those sacred crossbows are priceless things in the market, so they were so fired. Spoiled."

Of course, the spies would not think that the small boat at the feet of Zhang Bairen could take away 300 sacred crossbows. Watching the fire on the ship, they felt helpless but did not dare to rescue the sacred crossbow. They could only watch. The ship was reduced to ashes in the flames.

Dozens of big ships burned, and the scene was quite spectacular. Flames seemed to cover the river, and countless flames flowed across the Han River.

The mica water essence in his hand seems to have grown a bit, and the color is more restrained.

Collecting the treasures, Zhang Bairen stood quietly on the bow of the ship with his palms on his back, silently watching the flames, countless corpses turned to ashes with the flames.

"It's a vicious heart. It's so cruel at a young age. Wouldn't it be enough if he grows up? Da Sui seems to have another character this time." Seeing Zhang Bairen's face calm and comfortable, there was no murderous intent after killing. The whole body's energy is restrained to the extreme, everyone knows that it is about to change now.

The fire burned for three hours, Zhang Bairen watched so quietly, without any reaction, until the flame extinguished, his eyes swept across the people on the shore, and he drove the boat to Luoyang.

call!

As soon as Zhang Bairen left, the field immediately became lively. Countless figures urged the boats to come towards the battlefield, and then jumped into the water to start salvaging, to see if there was anything that could be taken advantage of.

Zhang Bairen didn't know these things. At this moment, Zhang Bairen was sitting on the bow, feeling the insignificant small sword fetus in his body, showing a look of stunned expression.

If it were not for the previous killings, Zhang Bairen would have found it hard to find that his trapped fairy sword fetus had condensed.

Yes, it was the last sword fetus trapped in the fairy sword fetus. The cohesion of the trapped fairy sword fetus was still condensed when Zhang Bairen fought against the gods and was trapped in the net of heaven and earth. Even Zhang Bairen didn't realize that he had accidentally touched the true meaning of trapping the immortal, condensing a trace of sword intent.

This silk of sword intention automation has become an insignificant sword embryo for the lingering silk mass.

If Zhang Bairen's three sword fetuses normally condensed are watermelons, the sunken fairy fetus is mostly sesame seeds, a small sesame.

Although the sesame is small, it is finally condensed, and it will be the work of water milling in the future.

"Trash! It's all a bunch of trash!" The leader of the Sanhe Gang suddenly threw the tea cup in his hand to the ground.

The spies below were silent, trembling and sweating.

A master-like character said: "The gang leader, it's useless to get angry right now. I still figure out how to explain the magic crossbow to the organization. Originally, this magic crossbow was prepared for Yang Su. I didn't want to be given one by this kid. The fire is burning. The **** machine crossbow is not trivial. Even the Mo family is strictly controlled. This time, if it weren't for an elder who was kind to the Mo family, he might not get the **** machine crossbow. But the adult actually burned the **** machine crossbow. But it's too much trouble."

The Shenji crossbow was quietly transported to Luoyang by the organization and handed over to the Sanhe Gang to plot Yang Su, but it was never expected to be used by the Sanhe Gang leader for private use.

If it’s for private use, it’s okay as long as it doesn’t cause trouble and is not noticed by others. The point is that the three hundred magic crossbows were burned and the wreckage could not be found. This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to hide. Organization Someone must be sent to investigate.

Three hundred magic crossbows are definitely not a small number.

The imperial court may not have more than five thousand crossbows. If the Great Sui can mass-produce the crossbows, what else would the great family of clansmen mix with? Just be honest and overlord.

The head of the Sanhe Gang looked gloomy: "Could you contact the Mohist family and secretly purchase a batch to fill the vacancy."

"I'm afraid it won't work." The master character shook his head: "A magic crossbow is not exchangeable, it has a price but no market! There is no market! The refining of a magic crossbow requires an extremely rare iron material, which has never existed in the Central Plains. , Only the real person of Yang Shen can shoot down the stars, but how easily the fragments of stars can be shot down? The Emperor Qin Tianjian of the Great Sui can always stare at it! Otherwise, the Mo Family would not sell the Shenji crossbow to the dynasty."

The leader of the Sanhe Gang rubbed his eyebrows: "The trouble is big! This time it is really troublesome!"

More than trouble, not ordinary trouble.

"Come on, prepare a generous gift quickly, and I will walk around in person to see if I can find someone to deal with it." The Sanhe Gang leader suddenly stood up.

In the Hanshui, a flat boat went upstream.

Zhang Bairen let go of the feeling of being trapped in the sword spirit, and curiously played with the magic crossbow in his hand.

The Shenji crossbow is deep and weighs more than 30 catties.

If it weren't for Zhang Bairen to swallow a lot of ancestral dragon bone stubble these days~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm afraid the **** machine crossbow might not make it.

Looking at the cold flashing arrows on the Shenji crossbow, the powerful trigger spring tie, the entire Shenji crossbow has countless large and small parts, so precise, it is almost impossible to imitate it.

No one other than the Mo family can extract the rare elements in the stars, and the **** machine crossbow has demanding precision for each component, and no one except the Mo family can do it.

Zhang Bairen didn't know, but his unintentional actions had rewritten history. What was originally used to greet Yang Su fell into his hands. I wonder if Yang Su will die next year.

"Three hundred divine machine crossbows will not kill the strong, but they can cause trouble for the strong, and force the strong to retreat," Zhang Bairen secretly said.

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