Infinite Plane Devour

Chapter 66 Kung Pao Chicken
Meng Tian took a step forward, looked at the Mohist rebels who were about to become his treasure, and drew his long sword at his waist: "Golden Fire Cavalry obey orders."

Immediately behind him, the Royal Fire Cavalry stepped forward neatly: "I will obey the general's order."

The voice was loud and uniform, with an aura of iron and blood. The awe-inspiring aura filled the air, and the unspeakable sense of oppression was deeply pressed in the hearts of Wu Xian and others.

Is this the elite of the empire that has grown up on the battlefield after several years of fighting in the battlefield? Just a few hundred people in this army alone is worth tens of thousands, not to mention there are several armies with comparable power. It can sweep the six countries, complete the unification, and leave behind an eternal reputation.

Before Meng Tian continued to give orders, Xinghun stopped him.

Frowning slightly, Xinghun felt a bit of anger at Meng Tian's sudden order. He didn't like being disturbed by others when he was torturing the enemy, especially when he wasted so much energy and you were watching the show by the side.

However, he has been a little strange since just now, no matter what, Gai Nie and Xiaoyaozi have held on to the child's hand and never left too far from the beginning to the end. It seems to have been protecting the middle child.

Could it be that the mystery is this silly looking child.

"General Meng, there is a good show coming out, please wait and see."

Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming stood on both sides of the star soul, and began to display their unique skills.

The secret arts of the Yin Yang family can be used in both long-range and close combat. Now that they have realized their secrets, they use strong internal force to continuously attack.

With the help of Tianming's internal strength, they struggled to resist, but this time the attack was stronger than before, and they continued to attack.

The internal forces of the three attributes emitted by the three masters of the Yin-Yang family merged together, and a certain change occurred, and the power rose to 32 times that of before.

Tianming's body was trembling constantly, his whole body was emitting white gas, the pain in his body had already made him speechless, his nose started to bleed, if this state continued, Tianming might be directly torn apart by the enemy's internal force.

"No, it's almost at the limit of the body, if it continues like this, I'm afraid."

Wu Xian, who was struggling to support himself, saw that Tianming had begun to lose his mind at this time. If it continued, the meridians in his body would be cut off, the internal organs would be crushed into mud, and he would die completely. He couldn't help but speak.

"We lost."

"Yes."

Xiaoyaozi and Gai Nie let go of Tianming's hand at the same time, and after losing their internal strength, they were completely knocked down by the attacks of the three masters of the Yin Yang family.

Struggling to support the ground with their swords, Ge Nie and Xiaoyaozi looked up at Tianming and Wu Xian who were still crumbling.

Shaoyu was lying on the ground and wanted to get up, but the injuries on his body were too serious, and all his strength had been exhausted in the battle just now, so he could only look sideways at the two people who were still standing in front of him.

To tell the truth, Wu Xian really wanted to scold him for being stupid all his life. Under such a dangerous situation, he didn't escape, but fought side by side with them.

Presumably, if someone knew about his experience, he would probably scold him severely.

If it wasn't for the sudden strong internal force entering his body to maintain the shield in the end, he might be lying on the ground like Shaoyu.

He knew the source of this internal force, but he didn't understand why it entered his body.

Supporting the crumbling Tianming and letting him sit on the ground, Wu Xian stood up slowly.

"Crack, snap, snap"

Meng Tian, ​​who was behind Xinghun, clapped his hands: "This good show is really wonderful and breathtaking. The head of the Taoist sect, the sword sage Gai Nie, and the Xiang clan of Western Chu were all defeated by the Yinyang family. Xinghun My lord, I admire you."

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth without showing any trace, Xinghun looked at Tianming behind Wu Xian and smiled: "General Meng, these rebels have become entangled turtles, before you catch them all, please give me some time, I think Look at how such a child has such a deep internal force in his body."

"As you wish"

Da Si Ming took a step forward, gently moved his blood-red hands, and laughed in a low voice: "Master Xinghun, you don't need to take action for such a small character."

Withholding his internal energy, Xinghun turned his head to look at Da Siming: "Are you interested?"

"I didn't notice it before, but just now, I felt the same internal force in this kid's body as the Mohist giant I killed with the Six Souls Curse, but the strange thing is, this feeling came from the standing kid. "

"Oh? So that kid's identity should be the giant of the Mohist school. If my prediction is correct, they should be in a formation just now, and they can share their internal energy. Now that they are all down, the internal energy naturally goes to this kid. "

Wu Xian was suspicious for a while, although Xinghun had indirectly answered his question just now, but could the internal energy passed on to Tianming by the Mohist giant really be passed on to others?
Slowly recovering from the damage in his body, Wu Xian looked at Da Si Ming vigilantly, and Fei Gong in his hand was already ready.

Da Si Ming looked at Wu Xian, who was waiting in full force, and smiled contemptuously. Although he was still weak, he should kill him, so as not to cause other troubles.

The yin-yang amalgamation handprint was randomly released, and the huge ferocious ghost claws grabbed Wu Xian.

Now let me try the power of the "Xie Niu Knife" technique. Wu Xian jumped lightly, avoiding the attack of Da Si Ming, and then Fei Gong in his hand suddenly turned into a huge kitchen knife.

"Kung Pao Chicken"

This dish pays attention to the cutting of raw materials. Regardless of whether the texture is soft or hard, or the vertical and horizontal distribution of the texture, it must be cut into thousands of small cubes of uniform size. One piece is not cut, and one piece is not cut properly. Neither is top-tier for this dish.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xian had already gone back and forth with Da Si Ming for hundreds of rounds, if Wu Xian's knife skills hadn't been tempered for such a long time.This first formula really can't be done well.

Using people as dishes to fry, using the world as the pot, every method of the method of solving the knife must be related to cooking.

After repeated cuts, the ferocious ghost claws formed by Da Si Ming's yin and yang aura handprints were directly cut into thousands of pieces by Wu Xian, with uniform size and no difference at all.

Xiaoyaozi standing next to him was a little surprised: "Paoding's skill in cutting the ox is amazing. Our Taoist patriarch Zhuangzi was amazed at his magic. He once recorded in his article on health preservation that he was extraordinary in understanding the method of the ox knife. Thinking that little friend Wu Xian would be proficient in this saber technique."

A light flashed from the corner of Wu Xian's eyes. Now that all the materials have been prepared, let's start cooking.

"stir fry"

When cooking on high heat, the oil has already boiled.

Wu Xian held the non-attack in his hand, turned it continuously, and slashed at Da Siming one after another, all the moves were where she showed her weakness.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a weird sword technique. Unprepared, Da Si Ming was slashed.

The food has been put into the pot, and it has been continuously stir-fried, and now it can be served.

Fei Gong turned into a shield, smashed away the attack of the other chief commander, and then turned into a long sword in an instant, slashing diagonally upwards from his feet.

If it weren't for Da Si Ming's rich combat experience, he hurriedly formed a ghost claw, grabbed Feigong, and then cut the ghost claw with the sharp blade, and continued to go upwards.

However, it was also at the moment when the ghost claw was torn apart, he jumped back and managed to dodge the non-attack.

With a strand of hair hanging down, Da Si Ming looked at Wu Xian, no longer ignoring him as before, and completely regarded him as a master of the same level.

(End of this chapter)