"Dang Dang Dang" A group of iron guards from the Shenwei Battalion around them drew their swords one after another, each with a sharp look on their face.
Many people around them had already released their martial souls.
The luster of the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul merged together, and the true energy came out through the sword.
Sharp and sharp.
Zhang Wei raised his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist.
The fiery martial spirit roared and blew his cloak.
Waves of wind and waves swept around him.
The Temple Venus instructor looked unruly and lowered his head to the commander of the Divine Power Camp.
He yelled: "Sikong Nan, don't think that just because the Lord God respects you, you can do whatever you want.
Don't forget, His Majesty has given special permission to receive military equipment in the temple."
Sikong Nan laughed loudly, and the shadow of a purple long sword appeared on the blade in his hand.
That was his martial spirit.
It was surging with power, and the blade was surrounded by strong fighting spirit.
Lin Muyu was silent, looking at Si Kongnan and more and more troops from the Shenwei Battalion.
Among them, Sikonnan was the strongest, with a cultivation level of about the first level in the heaven realm, and the rest had two people in the earth level.
The war saints of the third heaven were followed by dozens of war lords of the second heaven.
Although this is just the tip of the iceberg of Shenhou Zeng Yifan's strength, it is already staggering.
More than half of an army of a thousand people possess martial spirits, and there are dozens of strong men who have stepped into the realm.
No wonder there are rumors.
The five thousand men of Shenwei Battalion can withstand the thirty thousand troops of the Forbidden Army.
"Disarm them for me" Sikong Nan roared loudly, and the fighting spirit on the sword blade became more intense.
"when" When the sword was at stake, Lin Muyu suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the Liaoyuan Sword.
Under the intense fighting spirit, the fire dragon sword soul in the Liaoyuan Sword roared loudly, and the flames turned into a wave of heat and blew around.
In an instant, several people came forward.
The soldiers of the Shenwei Battalion took several steps back.
They could not even withstand the impact of Lin Muyu's momentum.
"We are members of the temple.
Anyone who dares to disarm us can come and try.
If you want to disarm the temple soldiers, you can't even think about it unless you step over my body."
Lin Muyu's eyes were cold, and the indigo spirit gourd came out of his body, forming a protective wall outside the temple's robe.
Sikong Nan sneered: "Lin Zhi, how dare you, a mere tenth-level martial spirit, dare to show your face?
You are not afraid of others laughing their teeth off.
Come here, forcibly disarm me."
A group of Shenwei Battalion soldiers rushed over one after another, each holding a long sword in his hand, his martial spirit roaring, and the next moment dozens of sword energy turned into a stream of light and blasted over.
"court death" Zhang Wei shouted loudly, and the long sword swept out with the power of the fiery martial spirit.
"Zhang Wei, don't kill anyone."
Lin Muyu shouted low and at the same time raised his fighting energy to strengthen the wall.
The next moment, countless sword energy surged and spattered on the gourd wall.
The qi rays flew around like bullets.
At the same time, Sikong Nan's long sword had already It struck like a poisonous snake, with purple lightning, and stabbed with a "bang", directly poking a hole in the black turtle's shell.
Dou Qi poured into the protective wall in a steady stream.
Lin Muyu repaired the black tortoise shell almost instantly.
At the same time, he jumped up, raised the prairie fire sword and slashed Sikong Nan's neck.
"snort" Sikong Nan snorted coldly, and blocked the impact of the Liaoyuan Sword with a horizontal movement of his long sword.
But at this moment, Lin Muyu suddenly let go of his hand, and the Liaoyuan Sword stabbed Sikong Nan at a strange angle with lightning.
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This move It was too fast and too accurate, catching Sikong Nan off guard.
"Peng" The protective wall of fighting spirit condensed suddenly collapsed.
Si Kongnan took a few steps back, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, but his reaction speed was very fast.
The sword blade suddenly bumped upwards, and with a "ding" sound, the Liaoyuan Sword flew away, and he dodged.
Then, the long sword struck Lin Muyu's neck with a blood-red light, intending to kill him.
The sword was surprisingly fast, but Lin Muyu was even faster.
A starlight flashed under his feet, and the Falling Star Step started to move in an instant.
When Sikong Nan's sword missed, he saw Lin Muyu raise his arm and punch into the distance.
"Bang" The Demonic Sound Fist penetrated the crowd with a luster of fighting spirit, knocking the three Shenwei Battalion soldiers back continuously.
However, Lin Muyu obviously did not want to kill people here, so he did not directly attack their vital points with the Demonic Sound Fist, otherwise this group of people would probably be alone.
No one can escape.
The fierce energy of the Demonic Sound Fist lingered on the right fist, and the fingers of the left hand suddenly raised, and the prairie prairie sword in the air suddenly turned into a streak of fire and struck Sikong Nan.
Amidst the deafening impact of the sword blade, Sikong Nan took several steps back.
At this moment, he was extremely shocked.
He thought to himself: "Who is this kid?
He can actually do two things at once.
This sword carries the flame spiral energy.
He was so overbearing that it made my arms go numb.
What a freak."
On the side, Zhang Wei's swordsmanship was at full swing, and the attack by Lin Muyu and the Templars had already injured nearly a hundred soldiers of the Shenwei Battalion, and the Templars also injured more than 20 people.
The blue brick floor of the Military Supplies Department It was already stained with a lot of blood.
The crowd grew louder and fiercer, and just when someone was about to die, suddenly there was a roar like muffled thunder from outside: "Stop it all!"
"Wow" A ray of golden light shot over, with a sharp energy, it was the God-binding lock “Not good” Sikong Nan hurriedly turned around, but the God-binding lock was already in front of him.
He hurriedly raised his long sword to block, but was knocked back several steps.
Blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he did not get angry, but his expression became respectful, and he shouted loudly : "Stop it all" Lin Muyu also signaled to everyone in the temple to stop.
Zhang Wei showed a resentful look, he hadn't fought enough yet.
At this time, Qin Lei came galloping on his horse, carrying the Thunder Splitting Sword, and a group of Royal Forest Guards behind him.
He turned over and dismounted with a livid face, looked at the two groups of people from the Shenwei Camp and the Temple, and said coldly: "What the hell is going on?"
What's going on" Sikong Nan clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Commander Qin, Zhang Wei, the Venus instructor of the temple, acted recklessly in the quartermaster's office and actually injured the quartermaster.
When the general came forward to reason, he actually wanted to beat me as well."
Qin Lei glanced at him with a sharp look and said: "Zhang Wei is only a third-level heavenly cultivator in the earth realm.
He would dare to hit someone with a heavenly realm cultivation like you."
He really dares to fight Lin Muyu secretly thought to herself, clasped her fists and said: "Commander Qin Lei, the quartermaster was negligent in the first place.
He actually made us people in the temple wait for a long time without giving us weapons and equipment.
That's why Mr.
Zhang Wei said and did such extreme things.
A wise move, as for General Sikong Nan of the Shenwei Battalion, he issued an order to surrender the weapons of our temple soldiers. " "Yeah" Qin Lei raised his brows, looked at Sikong Nan, and said: "General Sikong is so majestic, he even dares to hand over the weapons of the temple.
It seems that you have forgotten the instructions of the founding emperor, the weapons of the people of the temple, No one can pay” After saying that, Qin Lei sneered and said: "Sikong Nan, if I report this matter to Your Majesty, guess what kind of end you will have."
Sikong Nan instantly turned pale and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said: "Commander Qin, I did not disarm.
I hope you will understand.
This is just a misunderstanding.
Besides, how dare Camp Shenwei offend the temple?
" "That's good."
Qin Lei carried the thunder cracking knife and walked to the quartermaster step by step.
He raised his hand and the invisible force lifted the quartermaster up.
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His face turned pale and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Commander Qin Lei, this villain will never dare to do it again, and he will never do it again in the future."
Qin Lei smiled faintly: "If you, a villain like you, don't dare to come here if you have something to do, take him down here and send him to the Fire Bird Department to give this bastard a good trial.
Change the deacon to the Munitions Department.
Remember, anyone You are not allowed to neglect the people of the temple, otherwise you will become the enemy of the Great Qin family."
Everyone was in awe and performed military salutes one after another.
Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei checked the injuries of the Templar Knights and found that they were all minor injuries.
The people from the Shenwei Battalion acted in a measured manner and did not use powerful weapons such as crossbows.
Otherwise, it might not be as simple as a minor injury.
"Ayu, you have offended the Shenhou Mansion recently, so be careful."
Qin Lei stood side by side with Lin Muyu, holding the thunder cracking knife.
"Well, thank you brother Qin Lei this time."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "But if the people in the Shenhou Mansion want to touch me, I'm afraid I can't hide, so I can only take one step at a time."
"By the way, my brother Qin Yan has also entered the temple to practice.
Have you met him?"
"Ha, I see, Qin Yan has a good cultivation level and a good person."
"Haha, that kid is obsessed with martial arts, but neglects to interact with others.
You need to give him some guidance.
Also, Camp Shenwei has been gaining power in the imperial capital for too long.
If you can avoid them, just avoid them.
This group of people relies on With the support of Shenhou, I don’t take anyone seriously.
If my father hadn’t been King Ji Ning, I’m afraid there would have been a battle today.”
"Um."
Not long after, a batch of weapons and food were shipped out of the military depot and loaded into trucks, and Qin Lei escorted the temple group all the way back to the temple.
Late at night, Lin Muyu, Zhang Wei and others participated in the temple's weekly night training until Haishi.
"Dong dong dong" There was a fierce knock on the door outside, which seemed very anxious.
"Who" A temple guard stepped forward, and when he opened the door, he saw clusters of torches and the violent sound of horse hooves.
Under the firelight, a captain rushed in with a long sword.
With his palms open, fighting spirit turned into The vast palm force knocked the temple guard unconscious.
He raised a piece of paper in his hand and shouted loudly: "Sikong Nan was ordered to hunt down Lin Muyu, a felon in the imperial court."
"who" Zhang Wei walked out of the inner hall holding a long sword, followed by several instructors and a group of temple guards.
"Sikong Nan, what do you want to do?"
When he saw Sikong Nan's face under the torch, Zhang Wei was already furious.
Si Kong Nan shook the scroll in his hand and said: "The Shenwei Camp conducted an undercover investigation and confirmed that Temple Venus sparring master Lin Zhi was Lin Muyu who killed the Yinshan City guard.
The evidence is conclusive and we are here to get him."
"You dare" Zhang Wei let out a low drink, and his martial spirit came out of his body.
"Comer" Sikong Nan's face turned pale and he said calmly: "Archer" Behind him, hundreds of archers drew their strong bows in unison, their sharp arrows glowing coldly under the firelight
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