Guardian Chapter 110: Re-enter Mulberry Village

  At the same time.

  Chen Feng Xiaoyuan.

  A broken blade cut diagonally on the jujube tree.

   almost cut it in half.

  This unlucky jujube tree, originally all withered and fallen leaves, has nothing to do with it. Finally, the dead trees regenerate once in spring.

   was almost chopped into two by the broken blade of Yin and Yang of the two worlds.

  To talk about survival in a catastrophe, there must be a place for this jujube tree.

  The vegetable garden in the yard was plowed into a deep scratch.

  That is the trace of Ermao being knocked into the air by Changchun again and again, and rushing over again and again desperately left behind.

  If it weren't for the yellow spring juice from Ermao's mouth, Changchun would be jealous.

   Ermao had been sacked by him a long time ago.

   Ermao was completely broken, and the bones of his elbows were all cracked.

  She never shy away, and without knowing her pain, she launched suicide attacks on Changchun again and again.

  Until her leg fractured, she couldn't stand up anymore.

  Er Mao is still grinning and roaring fiercely.

  Chang Chun stepped on the roaring Ermao, and reached out to take out the Liuyejing bottle.

  呿呿呿呿呿呿呿 constantly.

  Chang Chun suddenly shrank his hands, shaking his hands and hissing constantly.

  The Liuyejing bottle contains high-concentration and pure yellow spring water. Want to catch fish in Changchun?

  He is not a real hibiscus tree, this body is just a little stronger than ordinary people.

  Chang Chun waved her hands, watching her palms turn into bones.

  The corrosive force is still spreading. If you don't deal with it, your whole body will be gone.

  Changchun made a decisive decision, grabbed the broken blade on the jujube pole, waved and chopped his arm.

  His right arm fell to the ground, and it melted into a puddle of water in no time.

  He held the broken blade and was about to insert it on Ermao's head.

   frowned and turned to look at the direction of Sangshu Village.

  "Store here first, I can't run away." Chang Chun snorted coldly, threw the broken blade away, and walked out of the Chenfeng Courtyard with one arm.

  The black candlestick and the sun sink at the bottom of the bottle.

  The atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

  If sweat can be seen.

  The sweat on both bodies is afraid that it will overflow from the yellow spring water.

  The yin and yang two fishes who escaped the catastrophe secretly rejoiced, it seems that it is not him who came, otherwise, the yellow spring water will not corrode the sacred tree.

   Ermao stood up swayingly, dragging his broken leg, turning hard to pick up the broken blade from the ground.

   She shook her body, took a deep breath, leaned halfway, and leaned on her side and dragged the broken blade diagonally with both hands, in an attacking posture that she would rush out at any time.

  It's just like facing Changchun at the beginning.

  ……

  Inexplicably, a fire broke out in Mulberry Village.

  Chen Feng heard Yan Mubai's voice amidst the shouts.

  He heard it right.

  Not only Yan Mubai, but also Ge ​​Ailan and his friends in the bamboo forest small courtyard who have hidden illnesses, but do not affect their actions.

  Auntie Xue in Ge Ailan's mouth.

  Wrapped a blade in the bun stuffed for him.

  Ge Ailan and Yan Mubai cooperated and cut the bundled rope.

  Yanmu's white hair is ruthless, and she cut her finger with a razor, drenched a lot of blood, and then pretended to be dead, attracting the guards to come in and check.

  Ge Ailan took advantage of the situation, and Mulberry sticks into the guard's body, making him a mess.

  Yan Mubai also suddenly violent, raised a rock, and stunned the other guard severely.

  The two cooperated for the first time, and they were extremely skillful.

  Fixed the guards, touched the place where the partners were detained, and after a deliberation, Yan Mubai decided to burn Sangshu Village on fire, causing riots, so that Ge Ailan could rescue his parents.

  It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. In this place of tiger's den, if you don't have a detailed plan, you dare to mess around?

  Not only did they do it, they also did it well.

  Who said Ge Ailan was born in Sangshu Village?

  He is so familiar with all the plants and trees in the village, and there are women like Aunt Xue who secretly help, this seemingly reckless behavior, on the contrary, has a miraculous effect.

  The response of the tree people is also very quick.

  The big man with the rake quickly organized the manpower to put out the fire while hunting down the arsonist.

   Soon, Yan Mubai and his party were blocked in the alley.

  "You run first, I will attract people's attention."

  "Don’t say anything stupid, do you want me to say something, I want to run together?"

  "Why do you talk so much nonsense, you didn't save your parents?"

  "Then you are careful."

  In a simple conversation, Yan Mubai and Ge Ailan separated and rushed up with bluffing.

  Ge Ailan's bloodline is back to the ancestors, which is three points better than the average tree person.

  Yan Mubai, that's really bluffing.

  This is not a kid fighting, no one is used to you.

  Three hits five divided by two, Yan Mubai has a blue nose and a swollen face on the ground.

  "Don't suffer from labor and capital." Yan Mubai struggled to get up, arrogant and arrogant as if he had won a battle, "Labor and capital get up on their own."

  "The mouth is pretty hard, isn't it." The tree man cut Yan Mubai's hand back, and just about to lift it up, a piece of tree vine slammed through his body.

   There is a crackling sound, and Ge Ailan goes and returns.

  "You don't want to be silly." Yan Mubai squeezed his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His toothache made him feel uncomfortable. "Come back and hang yourself. You can't get out now."

  Ge Ailan smiled, back to back with Yan Mubai, cut, and said, "I, Ge Ailan, have been the king of children since childhood, but I don’t have the habit of abandoning my brothers."

  "Cut, idiot." Yan Mubai hummed, his face was disdainful, and his heart was still warm.

  The tree people around rushed up.

  Ge Ailan's double fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention the drag oil bottle of Yan Mubai.

  The battle rises faster and collapses faster.

  The two were captured again.

  "Let go of me, let me tell you, I know Sister Jianxian, bully me, leveled up your village with a sword, believe it or not." Yan Mubai is always a child, anxious, what a child said, Just open your mouth.

   "Yo yo, you are not big, and your temper is not small." The big man slapped Yan Mubai's face swelling, and said angrily: "Come on, call your sister Sword Immortal, believe it or not , We turned her round."

  "Who do you want to turn?"

  Emotionless voice sounded behind the big raking man, and his cold tone made him feel cold.

  "Chen...Uncle Chen, he...they bullied me, wow..." Yan Mubai, who has always been pretending to be calm, big and small, can finally give up unscrupulously when he sees Chen Feng. defense.

  At this time, where is he still the wise guard who made an idea to burn Sangshu Village's witty star. This is how he should be at his age when he sees an adult’s crying reaction.

  "I'll ask again, who do you want to turn?"

  Chen Feng didn't want a big man to answer, you can answer, but he doesn't have to ask you to answer. This is a kind of psychological oppression.

  The big man opened his mouth and couldn't speak anymore. Chen Feng Qingtian directly locked his throat and squeezed him into two with a click.

   His head fell into a mulberry bump, and the half of his body that had not fallen down also turned into a wooden stake every inch.

  "The village has a trafficker."

  "Someone has come to grab a child."

  "Hide the daughter-in-law at home."

  The tree people who surrounded them all dispersed in a rush.

The words that    shouted made Chen Feng a little confused.

  This...Renyazi Village, what are you talking about?

  "Run away." Ge Ailan was anxious instead, urging Chen Feng, Liuli, and Yan Mubai to explain in a hurry, "Don't look at them running away, just three sentences are secret words, and they are a tricky outsider from the village. , There are children and women, they are passing news, and immediately all the tree people in the village will come around."

  Chen Feng made an empty move, and Da Mao appeared out of thin air, which frightened Yan Mubai.

  This...is the caravan's method?

  He fell into self-doubt, hoping that what happened before him was true, but it seemed a little magical.

  The uncle Chen who claimed to be the horse racing caravan squeezed the tree-ren’s throat with one hand.

   casually raised his hand and changed the uncle who was often awkwardly chopping wood in the wood shed.

  What happened to this world?

  Run a caravan, but also run out of the gods?

  What about my father, is he working as a fairy under the gods?

  "You **** Yan Mubai and the others out of the village." Chen Fengchao Liuli said, "I want to level the village."

   Liuli turned her head and kicked Damao, "Have you heard, tell you to **** Yan Mubai out of the village, I want to level the village."

  Chen Feng, "..."

  Big hair cracked its teeth and squeezed out a smile in favor, twisting the collars of Yan Mubai and Ge Ailan one by one, and ran out of the village after a few jumps.

  Ge Ailan yelled, "Let me down, I'm going to save my parents."

  Who is your father and mother? Didn’t you see that the faces of the two masters were wrong? Let’s leave that to look for bad luck.

  "Will make the sword." Chen Feng shook his neck and clicked, and the sword rain was crackling in the void shuttle. This was the reward for the souls of those disciples who called the Soul Sword Furnace.

  "A little bit." What Liuli said a little bit, really a little bit.

  Chen Feng understood what Liuli was saying, a little bit.

  He nodded in relief, "That's good."

  Chen Feng grabbed a Qingfeng sword and pointed it at the blade with a buzzing sound of the sword, "Then let me be presumptuous and level the village of Yazi."

  The colored glaze has something to learn, with iron thorns in his arms, dozens of wires, each of which rolls up a Qingfeng sword.

  Whether it is or not, at least the posture of this sword with a thousand hands is quite bluffing.

  In no time.

  The tree people from the whole village gathered around.

  Even the half-tree people whose houses are high and have not yet turned into human form, have been uprooted and surrounded by Chen Feng and Liuli.

  At a glance, there are hundreds of them densely packed.

  "There are more people than people." Chen Fengwu wielded the Qingfeng sword, pulled up a handsome sword flower, turned his head and smiled at Liuli, "I will open your eyes today to see what is the iron torrent. Exists."

   Liuli blinked, not knowing why.

  Chen Feng made a move in the void.

  A wireliner about 1.78 meters tall appeared in front of them.

  This iron liner has his heels close together, his front toes are about 60 degrees apart, his legs are clamped and stretched straight, buttocks are raised, abdomen is raised, chest is raised, and head is raised.

  Drop your arms naturally, place your thumbs on the second joint of your index finger, bring your hands together, and stick your **** to the trouser line.

  Close your lower jaw slightly and look forward with both eyes.

   Lean forward slightly with the center of gravity on the forefoot.

  He stood upright on the benchmark, his body was tall and straight, and he was carrying a flashing fire-stick style thing behind him. At least Liuli understood it this way.

  She still doesn’t know. So, this looks a bit mighty, heroic, and wood-like iron wireman, what does it have to do with the torrent of steel?

  Until, the second, the third... hundreds, one column, one row, no matter how you look at it, they are all a square array composed of a straight line, which was released from the void shuttle by Chen Feng.

  The unknown on Liuli's face turned into shock.

  This momentum, this faintly collected killing intent, this unstoppable, indestructible will, this...this is an invincible teacher.

  Chen Feng waved his hand, drew his sword and slashed into the void, yelled, "kill".

  咵咵咵咵, the movement of throwing the gun and grabbing neatly, hundreds of sounds finally connected into a "kill" word.

  In accordance with the pattern of the invincible army in the previous life, Chen Feng, an iron line army built with exhaustion, finally showed its fangs.

  This is Chen Feng’s dream. Although the iron line army made by the iron line is invisible, the number and scale can make up for it.

  The spear cannot fire bullets, but the bayonet on it is a real sword.

  Void Shuttle is good, Chen Feng can even sneak into it consciously to train the square array.

  For this iron thread army, Chen Feng can be said to be so tired that he almost vomits blood, and dreams of making iron threadmen.

  These iron line troops are not only fighting alone, they are also full of iron line beasts.

  What iron thread praying mantis, unicorn, golden beetle, flying bat...

  The tree man is a little dazed to be honest.

  I have never seen such a charge.

  The iron line army formation, one round of charge, tore open the encirclement of the tree man.

  Following this opening, he kept shooting out with spears and shots.

  Simple assassination, close the shot and then assassinate, in a neat and uniform action, the lines of the iron line army, just like one person.

  The Iron Line Army also has three-person combined attack tactics, five-person squad cover, ten-person movement alternately, fifty-person formation linkage, and hundreds of people split and cooperate.

  Single strength, except for physical fitness, the iron line army may not be as good as the tree man.

   But in terms of overall strength, the tree can't catch up.

  Liuli has been preparing for a long time, and now she looks like an outsider, her mouth widened in surprise, and her mouth closed for a long time.

  "This... are these clerks like me?"

  "The same but not the same, you are unique and irreplaceable."

   Liuli Stud wiped his mouth with a sound, the expression on his face suddenly collapsed, "So many wires, how much money it costs, it’s easier for me to manage the house."

  Before Chen Feng could reply, Liuli began to mutter again, “Forget it, just spend it. Auntie, I don’t need money. For such a beautiful army, I’ll have three more. No, Five, we are not short of money."

  Hearing this, Chen Feng's hands were beginning to cramp.

  How many more? Did you know that I was almost exhausted when I got this one.

  "Everything, I'll talk about it when I have time."

  Chen Feng was observing the power of the iron line army formation while evaluating it in his heart.

The individual strength of the Iron Line Army needs to be improved.

  I just don’t know how to use Liuli's graves to make several stronger iron informants...Chen Feng glanced at Liuli with some guilty conscience, and saw her eyes staring at the iron. The line army fell into a state of obsession, and Chen Feng felt a little relieved.

  If Liuli knew that Chen Feng would pay attention to the graveyard again, she would not know what she would think.

  Anyway, Chen Feng will plan things when he is okay, and plan things as well. He also built a pond with yellow spring water next to the tomb. I don’t know how much it can plan. The deity regained consciousness, and it is estimated that his bones and dregs will be beaten into bibimbap and eaten.

  After the initial discomfort, Shuren slowly organized an effective counterattack.

  Their counterattack is simple and effective.

  Use the long-distance advantage of its own vine entanglement to conduct long-range attacks.

  This trick is not only effective, but also quite lethal.

  The Iron Line Army suffered casualties. To be precise, it was damaged.

  Even if there is only half of the body left, the iron line army will not stop as long as it can run and jump. This is the advantage of the iron line.

   To put it bluntly, the Iron Line Army belongs to another kind of undead body of understanding.

  The offensive and defensive on both sides have gone into intense heat, and they have fought back and forth.

  Chen Feng slapped the Qingfeng sword on the shoulder and shook his head towards Liuli, "It's time for us to harvest."

  "Wow, kaka, is it finally time for the fairy emperor of the sword to take action." Liuli stretched out her arms exaggeratedly, and the Qingfeng sword pulled by dozens of iron wires separated like the waves, "tremble, mortal."

  Chen Feng, "..."

  Hey, hey, it's over.

  ……