Chapter 480: Great Defeat

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A loud shout was heard, and the unprepared Emperor Qingwu just had time to twist her body, and the strong light emitted from the mouth of the beast of burden flew past her body. A large amount of flesh and blood flew up from her chest, and she was at least thirty or forty years old.

Kilograms of fat meat were torn apart and shot out with the strong light.

A strange sound came, and in the bright light was a crossbow arrow shaped like a unicorn dragon. The arrow was three feet long and as thick as an ordinary human wrist. The crossbow arrow was fully equipped with scales and claws, and every scale was

It stood up high like a shark's teeth, with small charms engraved on it. It was so sharp that even a steel plate could easily scratch a large hole.

The skin and flesh of Emperor Qingwu's upper body were torn away by crossbow arrows, exposing the pale bones inside. Under the thin flesh membrane between the ribs, the wriggling internal organs were exposed. Blood spurted out like spring water, even though Emperor Qingwu had already

With his cultivation in the virtual realm, his physical body was also extremely strong, but he was also so painful that his eyes turned black and his whole body twitched.

With sharp eyes, Gu Xiechen saw at a glance the strange-shaped heavy crossbow in the beast's mouth. After shooting the arrow, there were hundreds of fist-sized spiritual stones inlaid on the crossbow that simultaneously shattered and turned into dust.

Floating away. The big men who controlled the crossbow machine hurriedly inlaid spiritual stones on the crossbow machine, and quickly placed another crossbow arrow on the crossbow machine.

Emperor Qingwu howled in pain, her fat and thick arms shook, her fat body rolled, and several harsh beast roars suddenly came from her body. A black air rushed out of her body, and Emperor Qingwu suddenly turned into a

The black light shot directly at the beast of burden.

Turning her palm, a huge wind-breaking machete with a length of one foot and eight feet appeared out of thin air in the hands of Emperor Qingwu. She struggled to hold the handle of the knife and dragged it along, and a sword light that was a hundred feet long made a sound.

It rolled over the many monks on the beast of burden.

There was a fishy smell in the blue-black sword light, which obviously contained a strange poison. The sword light was still far away from the beast of burden, and the beast of burden was already wailing and retreating sharply. The beast of burden retreated so violently that the beast of burden was retreating so fiercely.

The monks and caravan leaders on their backs were unsteady on their feet. Many people fell down, and some even almost fell off the beasts of burden.

The sword light was sharp, and it was Emperor Qingwu, a master of the Void Realm, who unleashed the sword with all his strength. More than a dozen caravan leaders on the back of the beast were swept by the sword light, and were instantly reduced to ashes in the sword light that rolled in like a waterfall.

The lumps of minced meat and blood spurted out. There were three or five other monks who could not dodge in time. Even the flying swords had no time to resist, and they were cut down by Emperor Qingwu's sword, cutting them into two pieces at the waist.

Yang Yuansheng and others shouted in unison, "Your Majesty is mighty." Emperor Qingwu, who was slashing with his sword, laughed ferociously, and suddenly opened his big mouth and sprayed out a thick, ink-black, smelly black mist towards the beast.

.The black fog that was as spiritual as a living creature rolled and covered the entire beast of burden. In just the blink of an eye, the beast of burden let out an earth-shattering howl, and its huge body quickly shriveled up.

The monk behind the beast exclaimed, and hurriedly took several of the most important caravan leaders to fly into the air. However, Emperor Qingwu came too fast, and the corrosive power of the black mist was too strong. At least half of the monks had already

Stained with a hint of black mist, it just flew less than ten feet high before it fell to the ground with a weak groan. After a few twitches, it was turned into a ball of blood by the poison.

Emperor Qingwu threw out the long knife in his hand, which turned into a dozen or so green and fishy sword lights and slashed at the monks. She reached out and took out a handful at her waist, and then took out a square-shaped weapon like

A crossbow for a small coffin. One end of the crossbow was densely packed with holes as thick as a hair. Emperor Qingwu casually pressed the crossbow, and a loud bang was heard, and a ball of water spewed out of the crossbow.

Dazzling green light.

There were at least tens of thousands of cold rays of light in the light that were thinner than a hair. The monks and caravan leaders who were flying with their swords suddenly screamed, and everyone sprayed out little drops of blood at the same time.

They were all shone like sieves by the cold light.

What was shot out of this crossbow was a long needle of ox hair that was one foot and three inches long. The needle was also tempered with poison. The monks were okay. They hung on with a breath of true energy and barely twitched a few times and howled miserably.

Just lost their breath, the leaders of the caravan were in trouble. As soon as the long needle was pierced into the body, the body quickly eroded, but with a snap of a finger, it turned into a pool of pus and blood.

More than a dozen rays of miserable green sword light swept across, and the monks who were still struggling and twitching screamed in unison and were cut into two pieces, and then quickly turned into pus and blood and seeped into the sand. Emperor Qingwu recalled the light of the sword with a wild smile,

With a backhand slash, he slashed at the beast of burden that was twisting and struggling in the black mist.

The knife fell, and the beast's head, which was a hundred feet in size, spurted out far away with a stream of blood. The black mist quickly penetrated along the wound of the beast, corroding it into a pile of withered bones in a few strokes.

The big men operating the crossbows in the beast's mouth howled miserably and were stuck to the black mist. They danced and struggled for a while, and also quickly festered in the black mist.

The caravan members at the rear let out pitiful howls of fear and despair, and many of them blindly instigated their beasts of burden to flee in all directions. But how could Emperor Qingwu, who had been severely wounded in the chest, allow them to escape? She flew up into the air and smiled ferociously at the ground.

Just by grabbing it, the yellow sand with a radius of more than ten miles suddenly expanded at the same time, suddenly turning into a huge black skeleton that was about a mile high.

This hideous and terrifying skull made of sand spewed out a large amount of black smoke and evil gas from its seven orifices. The foul-smelling black gas rolled away, turning the yellow sand into ink wherever it passed. Whether it was a beast of burden, a human, or other

The poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions in the desert only struggled and twitched a few times when they encountered the black smoke, and their flesh and skin were rotted into blood, leaving only black withered bones.

Emperor Qingwu smiled crazily, smiling, and she suddenly coughed violently. She looked at the dead and injured Jindan monks of the female Gongguo on the ground all around, and she wanted to cry without tears for a while. The basic cultivation of the female Gongguo

In today's battle, almost the entire army was wiped out. Although there are still hundreds of monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above, what can they do with these hundreds of people?

How can Nu Gongguo manage its millions of miles of land with only hundreds of monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above? Apart from anything else, without the presence and inspection of the Jindan stage monks, only the female violence clan and other

The invasion of some barbaric races is enough for the female Gongguo to drink a pot.

He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and suddenly cried three times. Emperor Qingwu cursed and rushed down to the ground, chopped off the heads of the rotting monks in the caravan, and stuffed them into a Swift Star Envoy before leaving.

A special bag specially used to store human heads was distributed at the time.

The palm-sized bag was made of exotic leather. It had its own universe inside. More than a hundred heads were stuffed into it, but nothing was revealed.

What a ruthless Emperor Qingwu. After she cut off the well-preserved heads of the monks in the caravan and stored them, she swung her fat body and walked up to the female Gongguo monks who died in the battle. The heads of the monks were cut off one by one and stuffed into the brocade bag.

Yang Yuansheng's face changed, and he clenched his fists with both hands, but finally shook his head and sighed.

The two gates of True Yang and Hidden Yin were severely damaged by this, and the national strength of Nv Gongguo was seriously damaged. Without the reward from Julan God to strengthen its strength, Nvgongguo may have disappeared from Yupeng star in a hundred years. In order to get more rewards , you must have more heads to exchange for credit.

The heads of the female monks of Yu Pengxing are rarely exchanged for merit. Ninety-nine percent of the women of Yu Pengxing are born ferocious and terrifying. Their appearance is so unique that it is difficult to make up for it. But the head of Yu Pengxing's The male monks have the same appearance as the monks in these caravans, so cutting them off and bringing them back is a huge achievement.

In this encounter, the female Gongguo harvested no more than a hundred heads of hostile monks, but she chopped off more than 3,000 heads of male cultivators from the Zhenyang Sect.

Emperor Qingwu stuffed all the heads into the brocade bag and stored them away, then dragged his bloody body back and said in a cold voice to Chaoyang Yuansheng: "The rewards obtained by the heads of the disciples of the Zhenyang Clan all belong to your Zhenyang Clan. "

Lady Gengyin was stunned and wanted to speak, but she had nothing to say, so she could only close her mouth again.

Yang Yuansheng bowed to Emperor Qingwu with a sad face, but bowed his head and remained silent.

Gu Xiechen looked at the pitch-black desert ahead and let out a low sigh.

This trip was very unfavorable. As soon as we entered Huosha Star, we lost more than 90% of our manpower. Who said that the monks of Huosha Star are the weakest?

Emperor Qingwu sighed, took out a jar of plaster and rubbed it on the wound on his chest for a while, and then ordered to find a hiding place as a stronghold. But Gu Xiechen suddenly discovered something, and he turned around hurriedly. , and looked in the other direction.

At the caravan that had just been slaughtered by Emperor Qingwu, the ground suddenly moved. Under a pile of huge beast bones, a small figure escaped quietly. This figure's earth escape technique was really brilliant. Unless Gu Xiechen discovered him with his spiritual thoughts, no one else noticed this small figure who looked like a boy of 12 or 13 years old.

It was a middle-aged man with a roe-like head and rat eyes. His appearance was rough and ugly, but in his hand he was holding a crossbow arrow that was only five or six inches long. The whole body shone with purple light like a crossbow arrow made of crystal. The small and exquisite crossbow arrow had a string as thick as a hair. , but Gu Xiechen sensed an extraordinary aura on this bowstring, which seemed to be the long tendons of a dragon or snake with the attribute of strong wind.

Emperor Qingwu just let go and massacred the people in the caravan, and even Gu Xiechen didn't notice when the middle-aged man escaped underground. Now Emperor Qingwu is facing the direction of the caravan, and this middle-aged man sneaked away He came out, clearly showing a posture of stabbing people in the back.

Gu Xiechen had his own calculation in mind, so he naturally turned around and looked in another direction.

The middle-aged man raised the crossbow in his hand, smiled proudly, and quietly activated the crossbow.

When such a delicate and compact crossbow was activated, it actually emitted an explosion like thunder. The wind suddenly rose, and a black wind pillar no more than the thickness of a bowl erupted from the crossbow, tearing apart the air in an instant. A long vacuum tunnel, with a three-inch long golden crossbow arrow as thick as a toothpick, struck through the air, and instantly arrived behind Emperor Qingwu.

It's a pity that Emperor Qingwu was born in the female Gong Kingdom. Yu Pengxing is also the most backward monastic planet in the territory of Julan God. The female Gong Kingdom is one of the weakest countries on the Yu Peng Planet. The emperor of the female Gong Kingdom, There is not even a magic weapon that is actively protected.

The crossbow arrow was wrapped in the wind pillar and shot behind Emperor Qingwu. No one, including Emperor Qingwu himself, could react. Emperor Qingwu had no protective magic weapon on his body, and the crossbow arrow penetrated Emperor Qingwu almost like a steel knife cutting through tofu. body, it shot in from her lower back and spine, and shot out from her lower abdomen in front of her body.

‘Bang’, a hole the size of a human head was penetrated in Emperor Qingwu’s waist and abdomen, and several broken intestines spurted out along with blood.

Emperor Qingwu let out a hysterical, high-pitched howl. Her head turned 180 degrees behind her in a strange way, and her eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who had stabbed someone in the dark. There was a flash of blood in her eyes. , a bit of thick black-red blood suddenly spurted out from her eyes.

The middle-aged man who had just succeeded in the hidden arrow had not had time to escape back to the ground, and the bloody light had already been shot in front of him. The smelly snow light was still three feet away from his face, and the terrible poison had already made the middle-aged man's hair. His beard and eyebrows fell off one after another, and a large number of sore blisters quickly appeared on his face. The middle-aged man coughed violently, and dots of white light spurted out of his mouth. He even coughed out his teeth.

It's such a vicious poison. When Gu Xiechen saw the blow struck by Emperor Qingwu, he couldn't help but frown. What kind of poison is this, and why is it so overbearing? What kind of evil skills did Emperor Qingwu practice? This drama The poison is simply appalling.

It was too late, but it was so fast that the middle-aged man was about to be hit by the blood light. Suddenly a light flashed in the distance and appeared next to the middle-aged man again. A man described as powerful and wearing heavy armor A monk suddenly appeared next to the middle-aged man. He held a heavy tower shield that was one foot, two feet high and three feet thick with both hands, and slammed the shield in front of the middle-aged man.

With a muffled sound, yellow sand splashed up, and the bloody light hit the tower shield heavily, just like concentrated sulfuric acid sprayed on the sandstone. The dark and smooth surface of the tower shield made of unknown metal A large amount of white smoke bubbles suddenly appeared, and the tower shield was corroded more than three inches deep. The huge impact contained in the blood made the heavy-armored monk tremble all over, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. .

However, the body of the heavily armored monk firmly protected the middle-aged man without retreating at all.

The middle-aged man who was lucky enough to survive shouted happily: "Patrol envoy! Oh my God, these real demons invaded and killed everyone in our caravan!"

The heavily armored monk rolled his eyes, glanced at Gu Xiechen and others, and shouted in a low voice: "Fight, just hold on for a little while!"

It seemed that this patrolling messenger had a very high status and reputation. The middle-aged man, who had been attacked by poisonous gas and was dripping with pus all over his body, ignored his own injuries and stood up quickly, taking out three golden sticks in one hand.

He placed the crossbow arrows on the crossbow, raised his hand and aimed again.

The incident happened suddenly, Emperor Qingwu suffered heavy losses, and the monks of Nu Gongguo were all confused for a while.

Yang Yuansheng instinctively defended himself in front of Emperor Qingwu and shouted: "Disciples of the True Yang Sect, protect your majesty!"

Gengyin Niang suddenly threw out three cold swords, which were gray-green in color and looked like strange-shaped curved swords made of ice. She waved her hand towards the hundreds of surviving members of the Hidden Yin Sect and shouted: "Disciples of the Hidden Yin Sect, follow me.

Go ahead and kill them!"

Emperor Qingwu was severely injured in the chest and abdomen. He could not lift his breath and could not even speak for a while. The heads of the two sects, Zhenyang and Yinyin, immediately made their own reactions. One sect protected Emperor Qingwu.

One sect worked together to kill the two patrolling envoys. On the surface, it seemed that both sects were well-trained and responded promptly, but in fact it also showed that they were not in communication with each other and each had their own plans.

The disciples of the Zhenyang Sect protected Emperor Qingwu one after another. The two elders Yangshan and Yanghai hurriedly took out the elixir secretly hidden by the Zhenyang Sect, and stuffed the ointment and powder into Emperor Qingwu's body without any expense.

Various medicinal powders, medicinal noodles and pills were stuffed into Emperor Qingwu's mouth.

Following Yang Yuansheng's orders, the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect flew up one after another to protect Emperor Qingwu and retreated in a random direction.

Gengyin Niang, along with hundreds of Yin Yin Sect disciples, fired out sword lights and magic weapons one after another, and attacked the patrolling envoy.

Suddenly, a loud thunder-like sound was heard, and the crossbow in the middle-aged man's hand once again fired a blue wind pillar, wrapped in three small crossbow arrows, and shot towards the hundreds of Yin Yin Sect disciples who were rushing towards the wind.

The pillars suddenly dispersed when they were still a few feet away from Gengyin Niang and others, turning into countless tiny whirlwinds that spread out with sharp 'wow' sounds. The three golden crossbow arrows suddenly swayed due to the shadow of the wind.

become blurry.

More than a dozen miserable howls were heard, and more than fifteen Hidden Yin Sect disciples were shot through the bodies by crossbow arrows during the charge. The crossbow in the middle-aged man’s hand was made of someone who didn’t know how, and its penetrating power was astonishing. With Emperor Qingwu
To be continued...