Da Bong fights more people

The limitation is that only war spirits of the same level can be summoned.

The fourth-rank wizard is the realm of the prefect in front of him, a "dream witch", who walks in the dreamland and kills people invisible.The most effective way to meet a dream witch is not to sleep.

"If you don't give him a chance to set up a ceremony, and don't give him a chance to invite a battle spirit to possess him, you will win!" Zhao Yinluo encouraged himself.

At this time, he heard a murmuring voice, and turned his head suddenly to see that it was an ignored official. He cut his wrist and drew strange and complicated patterns on the ground with blood.

There are words in the mouth with obscure and profound syllables.

Zhao Yinluo's heart sank.

The next moment, a powerful energy was born from Zhifu's body, and a black smoke floated above his head, which was a vague figure.

At the same time, the blades of the two silver gongs slashed.

The long knife tore through his clothes, and slashed at Zhifu's body, making a piercing sound of metal clashing.The black smoke above his head shook for a moment.

Bronze iron bone.

"Who told you that the ritual must be arranged by the wizard himself? In fact, puppets can also be used."

The dream witch with the face of the magistrate sneered, raised his hand, and grabbed the necks of the two silver gongs.

With a "click", the two silver gongs died instantly.

Killing two silver gongs by a fourth-rank warrior is as easy as crushing two ants.

"Bastard!"

In the lobby, there was a heart-piercing roar, like the roar of an old beast on the verge of extinction.

It was the impotent and furious Jiang Lvzhong, his eyes were red and his face was distorted with anger.

The living Tonggongs were so frightened that they finally realized that the silver gongs were just boosting morale.

It is true that wizards are not good at melee combat, but the fourth rank is the fourth rank, and there is a gap in realm.The so-called not good at melee combat is compared to other systems of the same level.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Yinluo shouted loudly, and the trembling gongs were all excited.

At this moment, this Yin Luo, who is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, is still raising his saber, like a warrior who is ready to die.

"Two sticks of incense time, we have to fight for Jiang Jinluo's two sticks of incense time, it's still early." Zhao Yinluo shouted.

"Noisy."

But the reality is cruel, the dream witch disguised as the magistrate, raised his hand, gathered energy in the palm, and pressed down hard.

Shock waves are born in the air, and ripples spread.

Including Zhao Yinluo, all the beating men were hit in the chest and vomited blood.

With just one move, all the beaters were defeated.

Jiang Lvzhong seemed to have understood all this for a long time. He closed his eyes, but he was not angry at this time, because everyone will meet in another world soon.

Meng Wu clenched his fist again, and the time to invite the war spirit to possess him was limited, so he didn't intend to talk nonsense with Jiang Lvzhong.

After all, the next step is the main event. To control Baidi City, summon bandits, and attack various prefectures and counties, Yunzhou must be brought down before the court reacts.

The Witch God Cult has plotted for several years, and today is the time to harvest the fruits.

With a punch, the air machine rubbed against the air, let out a Shenxiong roar, and hit the direction of the lobby.

A figure stopped in the middle, it was Zhao Yinluo, he clasped the long saber with both hands, lowered his waist, and slashed out with a roar.

This was supposed to be the pinnacle of his life.

The sword energy collapsed, the long knife shattered, and the copper gong on the chest was broken. The terrible air mechanism pushed Zhao Yinluo into the lobby, and the whole lobby shook.

Jiang Lu's heart was also shocked, he crawled over anxiously, and hugged his dying subordinate in his arms.

The moment he touched Zhao Yinluo, Jiang Lvzhong knew that he was helpless. Not a single bone in his body was intact, and so were his internal organs.

Si Tianjian may have a panacea to bring the dead back to life, but Yunzhou does not.

The reason why he didn't die immediately was probably Wu Fu's last stubbornness.

Zhao Yinluo has always been a very stubborn person, always insisting on going his own way, repeatedly disobeying Jiang Lvzhong's orders, just like shaking off his hand just now.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Jiang Lvzhong whispered.

On Zhao Yinluo's blood-stained face, he forced a smile, his gums were covered with blood, and he said intermittently: "Boss, I actually raised another concubine this year, it's so tender.

"But I'm afraid you know, so you didn't dare to keep it at home. You often call us a few silver gong secret meetings, and make repeated orders. Every year, the amount of silver you can't embezzle cannot exceed 500 taels. The extortion by traffickers and pawns can't exceed ten cash at a time, and the shops and restaurants can't exceed three cash at a time." .

"Do you know, the few of us laugh at you in private, we have to formulate regulations for corruption, and you are the only one in the world. We, the silver gongs, listen to your words on the surface, but in fact we should be greedy or greedy behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could we afford so many concubines? Sorry, boss, I let you down.

"So, don't be sad for people like us, according to the rules established by Duke Wei, I should be dragged to Caishikou and beheaded.

"Old Tang likes to drink, if you can survive, remember to pour him two more glasses of wine every year during the Qingming Festival

"Finally, the last one asked me, I don't want to die in a foreign land, take me back to Beijing"

The spirit in Zhao Yinluo's pupils dissipated.

"Hey!" Governor Zhang sighed, and blamed himself: "This official is careless, this official is careless!"

"What's the use of saying this now?"

Jiang Luzhong said this with a smile, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, it flowed out violently and turned into hot tears.

Meng Wu came slowly and smiled freely: "To be honest, we don't actually plan to split Yunzhou, support bandits, and stockpile troops. It's just a hidden game to be prepared. It should be used when it is most needed, not This is now.

"Although the experience of the surnamed Zhou found out the account book problem, according to our plan, it is just to push Yang Chuannan to take the blame.

"I didn't expect Qi Dang to be so stupid, revealing the secret of cooperating with us. I recruited you.

"What surprised me even more was that a mere Tonggong could do this, which completely disrupted my plan. As a last resort, I can only attack you and occupy Yunzhou in advance. If you want to hate it, you must hate that Tonggong surnamed Xu." Come on, if it wasn't for his bad deeds, you wouldn't have died.

"Now, you take a step first, I will pull out that gong and kill it."

As soon as the words were finished, two strong winds suddenly came, Meng Wu raised his hand, and shattered the two cold arrows.

On the wall, stood a tall and high-spirited bronze gong, holding in his hand the magic weapon military crossbow presented by Si Tianjian Song Qing, but now it has become an ordinary thing.

It can only shoot three times in its life.