Chapter 215 Demonic Soldiers Arrive at the City

Yang Qingyin threw her hands away and stopped practicing, "It's no use." She said angrily, and her sword flew up several feet. "We must have missed something, so we can't practice the Nine Transformations of the Beast. Practice it over and over again, and it's no different from fighting." "

Yang Qingyin flew out of the inn and headed to the military camp.

In the past few days, Xin Youtao was recruiting troops, Pan Jufu was training troops, and Mu Xingqiu had a rare moment of leisure. He wanted to practice the Nine Transformations of Leading the Beast, but he always failed.

He has already practiced seven kinds of boxing techniques, except for Feng Yin and Xiong Wu. These two techniques happen to be what Yang Qingyin has practiced before. According to their understanding of the boxing formation, although the two of them cannot exert their full power when working together, at least they should After some enhancements, the result is still the same stumbling as it was a few years ago.

Mu Xingqiu practiced boxing alone and tried to add the eighth method. He felt that hope was right in front of him. The young demon was the proof. It appeared twice more, each time using the nine transformations of the beast as if to show off. The arms are clearly visible, and each one can accurately perform punches, but its target cannot make a breakthrough.

Yang Qingyin went around in a circle and came back. She landed on the ground and watched Mu Xingqiu practice boxing. After he stopped, he said, "Our training method is wrong, and your training method is wrong too."

"What's wrong?" Mu Xingqiu asked. The other Taoist priests were all in the military camp. Only Zuo Liuying's room was in the inn, but they rarely came out.

"I practice Five Elements Magic, which is a completely different path from your Nianxin Magic. It is impossible to form a fist formation. As for your training method, I always feel that there is something missing. The Nianxin successor is treating you in the Demon Pulling Cave. If you don’t have good intentions, you must have reservations about your boxing skills.”

"Well, the problem lies in the methods of breathing and breathing and mana movement. I feel that I have reached my limit. I can barely run eight methods at the same time. I can't add the ninth method anyway."

"This is not your problem." Yang Qingyin sighed, "I can't help you this time. I won't give up the five elements magic and learn the mind-reading magic again from you, but you. It's still too late to change our ways. If we survive it alive During this period, you can transfer to any department in Pangshan. I believe no one will refuse the request of a great hero."

"I believe that there is a future in Xinxin." Mu Xingqiu has already made his decision. He is not the kind of person who changes his mind when encountering difficulties. "Besides, I am cultivating a heaven-defying art, and I will keep going."

Yang Qingyin raised her head and glanced at the sun that had risen not long ago, "Whatever you want, I'll come back to remind you in an hour. It's our turn to explore the front. Old Man Pan is much stricter than you, General Mu. Don't be late. ”

Before Mu Xingqiu could answer, Yang Qingyin flew away again.

Mu Xingqiu continued to practice boxing. What Yang Qingyin just said made sense.

But the young demon has mastered the Nine Transformations of Leading the Beast, and he believes he can do it too.

Fangfang and Baldzi came out and watched him practice boxing with smiles.

"Did Zuo Liuying let you out?" Mu Xingqiu asked with his fist closed. It was impossible to achieve a breakthrough today.

The bald man, who didn't need to breathe, made a gesture of taking a deep breath. "Come out and get some fresh air, I'm almost suffocated in the house. Brother Xiaoqiu, when can I follow you? I promise not to scare you."

"Wait a minute." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile. The bald man didn't mean to scare people. But his solitary head would shock even Taoist priests, let alone ordinary people, "There will be another war soon."

"I can help." The bald man showed his teeth. It flew around the yard, made biting movements, and suddenly lowered its height. Almost touching the ground, "Even though I'm short, I can bite my heels and they can't see it - monsters wash their feet too, right?"

Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang both laughed, "Didn't you know a few demons in the past?"

The bald man thought for a while, then raised his height, "I'd better bite my thigh."

The bald man was practicing biting his legs in the yard. Fangfang came over and said: "How is the situation? I really want to join the battle with you. The room is extremely boring. The leader does not eat or drink and does not move. Lan Qizhang is not To assist the chief in casting spells was to introduce his research on broken pills to me. Zeng Fu and Bald Zi hid aside and whispered..."

Fangfang said several sentences in one breath, then suddenly smiled, "Am I too wordy?"

The bald man just flew over and said, "You are not nagging at all. I can hardly hear your voice in the room."

Mu Xingqiu grabbed the bald man's bun and asked, "Why did you only chat with Zeng Fu and ignore Fangfang?"

The bald man opened his eyes wide, "Fangfang helped the first one repair the Patriarch Tower, who dares to disturb her?"

"Don't she have a break?"

"Taoist Lan talks too much, I..." The bald man rolled his eyes twice, "Oh, I understand, don't worry, Brother Xiaoqiu, I will protect Fangfang. No matter what Taoist Lan says in the future, I will do it for Fangfang." stop.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and threw the bald man out, "Zuo Liuying can actually tolerate him."

The two chatted for a while, and Fangfang's enthusiasm for talking quickly weakened. As usual, she was more willing to listen to Mu Xingqiu's words.

"Xin Youtao has recruited many soldiers in the past few days. There are now more than 600 Xuanfu troops in Duanliu City. Mr. Pan is right. The prince's order is more effective than the reward. Many people are actually willing to help defend the city, but once the prince appears If they are weak, they would rather cross the river to take refuge. These people are veterans, and they believe in those who can fight and dare to fight, not just rich princes."

Fangfang nodded, "It seems like everyone is willing to follow you."

Mu Xingqiu was both proud and a little embarrassed. There were some things he could only say to Fangfang, "Actually, I'm a little worried that my decision was wrong. Shen Hao and the others stayed because of me, as did the soldiers and civilians in the city. Without me, they could have escaped to the other side of the river."

"Without you, this would have been a demon clan city. Shen Hao and the others might have died in Laozu Peak." Fangfang's smile was like overflowing water, flowing out continuously. She didn't have any thoughts, but she was unknowingly tidying up Mu Xingqiu's robe, gently smoothing out every wrinkle, "Someone has to make a decision. Even if the decision is wrong, it's better than no one standing up."

"Yang Qingyin and Xin Youtao both said that I You are nosy."

"Because you are nosy, Baldy and I can stand here today."

Baldy had stopped flying and was hanging behind the two of them, listening to them quietly. At this time, he whispered, "I am floating here, not standing."

The only doubt in Mu Xingqiu's heart disappeared, "Zuo Liuying must have an idea, right?"

"I think he has an idea, as long as the ancestral tower can be repaired."

Mu Xingqiu flew up on his sword, "I am going out of the city for inspection. If nothing unexpected happens, the war will start tomorrow."

Fangfang waved, Baldy shook a strand of hair, and watched Mu Xingqiu leave together. No one noticed Lan Qizhang standing at the door and staring at Fangfang's back.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin met at the military camp, flew north to the outside of the city, and then turned west, trying to fly higher to avoid attracting attention from the ground.

A large number of refugees were still pouring into Duanliu City, and several roads were full of people. Xijie Kingdom has little territory left. Duanliu City in the southeast corner is the only passage to cross the river. Although the Jie River is not too wide, the riverbed is steep. Ordinary people cannot cross it without a bridge.

Pan Jufu arranged patrol cavalry on every road to maintain order to avoid unnecessary congestion and fighting on the road. This measure is necessary. There are many impatient and anxious people among the refugees. If there are no soldiers to suppress them, it is easy to cause disputes.

Fifty miles west of the city, cavalry are galloping back and forth in the half-harvested crops on the south side of the road. Pan Jufu decided to set this place as the place for tomorrow's decisive battle.

Thirty miles further west, the two met Shen Hao and Xiao Qingtao, and the two sides handed over here.

"The demon soldiers have arrived, just a hundred miles away. They are setting up camp. The number is more than originally expected, and it seems that there are reinforcements on the way." Shen Hao said. He and Xiao Qingtao went out of the city in the middle of the night to check the enemy situation. They were closer to the demon army than the scouts on the ground, and the situation they got was more real.

"Be careful of those flying monsters. They don't have any patrolling skills. They fly around everywhere. There are about ** dozen of them."

"Did you see Yin Yu?" Yang Qingyin asked curiously.

"No." Xiao Qingtao smiled embarrassedly. "I guess he's hiding in the camp. We didn't get too close."

Both parties said goodbye. Shen Hao and Xiao Qingtao flew back to Duanliu City. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin continued to fly. The former took out a candle and the latter held a bronze mirror.

After dozens of miles, the demonic energy became heavier and heavier. The flame of the candle was swaying and had lost its warning function. Mu Xingqiu put it away and took turns using Tianmu with Yang Qingyin to stay away from the monster soldiers. Pan Jufu said very clearly that patrolling is patrolling. Finding out the enemy's situation is the most important thing. Unnecessary fighting is a waste of time.

The flying monsters really didn't have any rules. They flew around the camp randomly, making sharp calls from their mouths, and occasionally fighting each other. This was not a joking fight between soldiers, but a life-and-death struggle. Feathers flew and blood splashed. It would not end until one side admitted defeat.

When the two were thirty miles away from the demon soldiers' camp, they stopped approaching and flew around it. One of them used his celestial eye to check the situation in the distance, while the other monitored the surrounding dangers.

The first thing they noticed was not the camp, but the strange phenomenon in the distance. On the land of Xijie Country, countless dragon-like smokes of different colors were crisscrossed, several feet above the ground, and were spreading very slowly, marking the territory that the demon soldiers had occupied.

"Unclean air." Yang Qingyin said bitterly, "The demon soldiers want to transform Pangshan and Xijie Country into a place for demons."

Mu Xingqiu said nothing, and the two withdrew their gazes and performed their reconnaissance missions.

The demon soldiers on the ground were more disciplined than the flying demons. The circular camp was neat and tidy, with tents, flags, sentinels, and tribal marks.

Pan Jufu had taught them how to count the number of people. Most of the demon soldiers came from different tribes, usually with a small tribe of 100 people. Each small tribe had a unique mark, either a strange animal bone or an animal skin flag. By finding out their number, the number of all the demon soldiers could be roughly calculated.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin checked separately and came to the same conclusion: there were ten animal bones and five animal skin flags in the camp. Even if the number of demon soldiers of some small tribes was less than 100, the entire demon army had 1,200 to 1,300 people, which was more than the number in the initial rumors.

It turned out that there was a reason for the demon soldiers to advance slowly. They were waiting for the small groups of demon soldiers who were plundering the city to join.

"Did you see the mountain-shaking bull?" Yang Qingyin asked.

Mu Xingqiu nodded. He could see clearly that the mountain-shaking bull was standing in the camp, with its head down and motionless. There were no demon soldiers or tents around. It was like a monster that everyone feared, and even demons had to stay away from it.

As a demon beast, the mountain-shaking bull was a circle larger than the six-tusked white elephant that Mu Xingqiu had glanced at before. The space between the two huge horns was bulging high, like a horny heavy hammer. Just as Mu Xingqiu was staring at it, the mountain-shaking bull suddenly raised its head and looked at the human thirty miles away without hesitation.

The small eyes were cloudy and gray, but they revealed strong hatred and murderous intent.

"It's mine." Mu Xingqiu said.

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