Chapter 291: Out of the Mausoleum

The last hall on the second floor of the Wangling!

An atmosphere that is about to end and the joy of harvest fills the surroundings.

The bodies of more than seventy different ninjas spread dozens of meters away in the narrow passage;

The small number of guard puppets also completely smashed the passageway, using their final actions to defend the imperial tomb of the Great Yan Dynasty, smashed to pieces, and confirmed their value;

Although the flying knife ninja's move is troublesome, in the last hall on the second floor of the Wangling, they have no longer a retreat. People forced out of the two passages on the left and right were squeezed into the corner of the hall... The entire hall's ground, walls and stone pillars of flying knife became their last masterpiece.

Wang Ling's trip finally ended with the player's victory.

The distribution of the spoils is also proceeding calmly...

The four major sects divide everything that belongs to them equally;

Happy alone occupied all the resources in this channel, including seven top-quality famous tools, as well as many flying eagle swords, gold and silver, and gained a lot. However, people from the four major sects were happy to watch all this, and no one disturbed them.

In contrast, they care more about the situation of King Ninja.

Seeing that I was happy to collect the spoils, I unconsciously surrounded me from all sides.

"Where is King Ninja?"

"I don't know this. Whoever is interested in the tomb on the right can go and see it." Happy casually said that King Ninja was entangled in the tomb on the right, and he also took the opportunity to escape.

"The puppets in the mausoleum are very powerful?"

"Well, probably the level of liberation."

"If both sides suffer, we will have a chance?" Someone showed a look of heartbeat in the crowd, but was quickly dispelled by others with contempt:

"Liberation, brother, even if you are injured, we are not enough people. Can you kill? Being a fisherman requires strength. Do you think it's a fight between two puppies?"

“…”

Happy smile:

"The words are rough but not rough. In fact, I used three bottles of Yulu Pills in just a few minutes of being chased by King Ninja. If you are interested in finishing it, I won't stop you, but... it's better to wait until we knocked down the wall and left the royal tomb before going over, otherwise you will lure King Ninja out now, and you won't be killed by you."

But he said in his heart:

There is no more King Ninja, but there is one old hero. If you really want to provoke this one, you may not be more lucky than provoking King Ninja.

The speaker was suddenly embarrassed, blushed and smirked, stopping talking.

"Since King Nin is not dead, it's not time to do it, let's do it together, break this ghost-faced wall and leave the royal tomb!"

Ouyang Qing spoke.

It was very desolate that more than a dozen disciples of the Wudang Sect survived. When he heard that Happy said that, he suddenly felt a little worried. What if King Ninja came out and his entire army was wiped out, how could he bear it?

The others seemed to feel like they were being targeted by danger, and became uneasy and rushed to a blue ghost-faced wall at the end of the hall.

Looking inside the hole in this wall, you can see the glowing gate, which should be the exit of the Wangling.

"etc!"

As soon as he said it, Kaixin suddenly remembered something, his face darkened, facing the puzzled eyes of the disciples of the four major sects:

"I will send a letter to Feige first and ask my friends outside to see if the people from Feihumen are still guarding the door!"

“…”

The four major sects were in a state of chaos.

The gains and experiences along the way made them almost forget the Feihu Sect that Kaixin mentioned to them before. Now, when they saw the solemn expression of Happy, they immediately became alert.

...

"Boss! I've waited until the flowers faded. It will take so long to rush to the royal tomb?"

In the bamboo forest outside the Wangling, Xiaobei almost fell asleep. He finally waited for the carrier pigeon, and his resentment was all expressed on the note: "The people are still there, but it seems that there are more, the number is... about four hundred. Well, most of them are archers, waiting for formations. This group of gangsters are so professional that they robbed. With so much time spent, it is better to practice martial arts and fight monsters, a group of fools."

Lei Zhan saw a comment from Xiao Beiyang, and almost rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Seeing the carrier pigeon flying out, both of them cheered up and prepared for work.

Although the Feihu Gate has many people and the archers team locked the gate, they believe that this little bit of trouble will not stop you from being happy...

really!

“Hand it.”

The second letter from Fei Ge passed on, with a simple and shocking meaning.

Without saying a word, the two of them crushed the paper strips, and at the same time quietly jumped down from the height of the bamboo forest, stepping on their feet in the void, with a flowing posture, quickly passing over the heads of a group of disciples of Feihumen.

"who!"

"Not good! Someone!"

The sound of the clothes breaking through the air still alarmed a few people with great alertness, but the reaction speed was really not satisfactory. When Lei Zhan and Xiaobei fell into the densest crowd, the people of Feihumen finally realized that it was an enemy invasion.

The realm is opened!

boom!!

Like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, the flying tiger gate quickly fell down.

Ten thousand poisonous palms, sweep away every piece;

Many Feihumen disciples flew down with their black wounds;

Lei Zhan is even more fierce! Wuji Sword Technique and Feng Lingxuan also swept out a clearing, and then the sword light surged. Regardless of various weapons, he forced a bloody path and rushed straight to all the archers.

Whoosh!

Noting the casualties and the amazing strength of the visitors, the leader of the Feihu Sect stood up angrily, his eyes locked in the two figures in the crowd, flashing with strong doubts and confusion.

Sudden!

His face changed drastically:

"not good!!"

His eyes quickly turned toward the direction of the gate of the Wangling Gate! A golden light and shadow were captured from the corner of his eyes, and rushed out of the gate of the Wangling Gate with a stunning aura, and rushed straight to the archer camp opposite. The speed was so fast that it was terrifying;

Behind this figure, a bloated and burly black figure, carrying a purple-red giant axe, followed out majestic and domineeringly.

Seeing the dense figures outside, the latter paused slightly, then stared at the yellow figure that was moving forward in front of him, and endless pride suddenly burst out from his eyes:

"Grandma, a bear!!"

With a gritted teeth, he let out a dull, depressing roar like a wild beast! It was like a moving battle fortress, quickly crashing into the crowd!

After all, the archers on the Feihu Gate were staring at the gate with all their attention. Although someone harassed them and attracted their gaze, the people on both sides immediately discovered the two people rushing out of the gate of the Wangling Gate. Without hesitation, the arrows were flying together!

However!

The arrow hit the front man and was immediately knocked away by the golden bell on the surface of his body. The latter's speed did not decrease and was unscathed, and rushed directly into the group of archers in the front;

The person behind is also terrifying...

The giant axe flew, raising continuous axe shadows on both sides, and countless arrows shattered and ran away!

"kill!!"

Thirteen Stick Monks, the masters of the Colorful Clothing Sect rushed out of the royal tomb with a rainbow of momentum!!

"hiss!"

The Feihu Sect's order was about to be issued and swallowed it back directly into his stomach. He looked at his own troops who were quickly disturbed by the four people in disbelief, and his face was pale:
Chapter completed!