Chapter 580 He is beating Wang Bai!
“Here I come!”
Everyone on the wall looked serious and looked outside.
On a sunny day, you can hear the waves crashing against the shore.
Where the sound of waves came from, the divine weapon was like a black wave pressing down.
They came with great force and acted with great skill.
Bai Yu narrowed his eyes and met a sharp and intimidating gaze in the black waves.
The other person was wearing a black robe and his messy hair covered his face, but it did not diminish his amazing aura at all.
Tall stature.
His hands and feet were bound with black iron shackles.
The man did not rush forward, but walked forward. Although he was walking step by step, he seemed to have the ability to shrink the distance into an inch, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the foot of the dangerous wall.
When I raised my eyes, the murderous intent became clearer.
Bai Yu met his gaze calmly and whispered, "He is Mo Cang."
The last time we met was on Kongliu Island. It was dark at that time and the other party was like a black light, so I couldn't see him clearly.
He didn't know what Mo Cang looked like.
But the one who can make a group of violent and unrestrained divine soldiers follow him obediently must be Yan Chongming's trump card - Mo Cang.
But these magical weapons are somewhat different from the ones they brought back before.
Each divine weapon has a mechanism around its neck, shaped like a collar. There is a thin, serrated blade on the inside of the collar, and the tip has pierced into the flesh.
When Su An, Su Wu and others saw the appearance of these magical weapons, their faces darkened and they were no longer relaxed.
Little Wheat Ear cursed fiercely, "Son of a bitch!"
Nan Sang really planned to fight to the death.
If the magic weapon can be used, then use it.
If they can't be used, the thin blade of the collar will cut their necks immediately!
The neck is the only weak point of the magic weapon.
Yan Chongming's plan is obvious. If Nan Sang is defeated, he will die with the magic weapon. He would rather destroy it than let others use it!
Anger flashed in the eyes of Su An and others. If the magic weapon had not been restrained by Yan Chongming, no one would have been able to put a rope around their necks!
Yan Chongming treats the magic soldiers like dogs!
These are Wangbai and Shiying's relatives! Clan members!
"Hahahaha! Ghost Emperor Bai Yu, the second-in-command of the Twelve Docks Su An, the Ranger Su Wu, the descendant of the Huo family Huo Guidi... you are all here, so I don't have to bother looking for you." An old man in a black robe slowly walked out from behind Mo Cang. After taking off the black hood on his head, he revealed a head full of silver hair.
It was Yan Chongming.
He stood beside Mo Cang with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the people standing on the broken city wall one by one. He smiled, his eyes cold and sinister, "I know you are quite capable. How could I dare to take it lightly when fighting you? I have made sufficient preparations before daring to come here. Let's see today, who will be the winner!"
Mo Cang is the king of divine weapons.
Even if Bai Yu and others had quartz in their hands, it would be of no use.
When Quartz and Mo Cang are separated, you can use Quartz objects to command Mo Cang.
But if Quartz appears in front of Mo Cang, Quartz will immediately become Mo Cang's helper!
As long as Mo Cang appears, he can easily take back the magic weapon that has fallen into Bai Yu's hands!
As for the previous Ci Shi formation, he now has a countermeasure and will not be defeated by it again!
Yan Chongming's eyes flickered darkly, and he gave an order, "Mo Cang, charge in!"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Wouldn't it be better to live a little longer?" The woman's calm and cold voice came from the ancient city wall in front. Before she arrived, Yan Chongming's face suddenly changed.
"Su, Su Jiuni?!" he screamed in shock.
In his shocked sight, the thin figure of a woman appeared on the wall, standing under the fluttering flag of the Killing Hall and looking down with lowered eyebrows.
She wore a green shirt, a high ponytail, and her black hair danced wildly in the wind. She looked like an ancient divine weapon embedded in the snowy peak of the Tianshan Mountains, looking down with cold and arrogance.
The dark almond-shaped eyes glanced at him lightly, which made people feel cold.
Yan Chongming stumbled back, and after two big steps he managed to stand steady. He stared at the cold figure, his pupils dilating and contracting, and his nostrils twitching rapidly. "You're not dead? You're still alive... You're actually still alive!"
No wonder Bai Yu helped the other countries out! It turns out Su Jiuni wasn't dead at all! The one who really helped the other countries was Su Jiuni!
Thinking of this, Yan Chongming's eyes widened again, and bloodshot streamed out of them. "So the news from the border town that day was completely false. It was all your trick! The magic weapon disappeared after smashing the city gate and became uncontrollable. It was a deliberate trick you put in place to lure the enemy! You wanted to lure me into a hasty attack, so that I could fight to the death before you could find a way to control the magic weapon!"
"As expected of the Emperor Retired of Nansang, he thinks very quickly." Bai Yu raised his lips and sneered coldly.
"Ha! Hahaha! So what! So what if Su Jiuni is not dead! So what if it's fake news! As long as the magic weapon is in my hands, you will all die!" Yan Zhongming glared at the crowd on the wall and ordered again, "Mo Cang, kill them!"
He had no way out, and Nan Sang had no way out either.
In this battle, it’s life or death!
Upon receiving the order, Mo Cang immediately turned into a black whirlwind and rushed towards the city wall.
At the same time, a gray whirlwind suddenly burst out from under the city wall and collided with the black whirlwind at a rapid speed!
In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and dark clouds covered the sun!
There was another bang, and the shadow covering the sky dissipated, allowing the intercepted sunlight to fall again.
A gray shadow was blown away in the center of the wind, landing on its butt, sliding several feet on the ground before crashing into the city wall behind.
Click, click——
The already precarious wall cracked, and mud and sand fell down, drenching the young man in gray sitting below.
Dust and fog rose high into the sky, but the city walls held on with their last bit of stubbornness and did not fall down.
Bai Yu, Tian Bao and others landed on the ground urgently. Just as they were thinking about dragging out Wang Bai, who was still sitting stupidly under the wall, the black whirlwind that had just stopped moved again, passing in front of them like a gust of smoke, and caught Wang Bai first.
"Wang Bai!!" Wheat Ear was anxious. He pulled out the whip and wanted to go over to help, but was stopped by Tianbao.
"Sister, he is beating Wangbai!" Little Wheat Ear was puzzled and stamped his feet anxiously.
Tianbao raised his eyebrows and gestured to the opposite side meaningfully.
Wheat Ear looked in that direction, but saw that the magic soldier standing behind Yan Chongming was still standing still, without moving.
Only Mo Cang took action.
“……?” Wheat Ear was rarely confused, this time she really couldn’t understand.
Tian Bao whispered with a hint of a smile, "The only one who can command the divine soldiers is Mo Cang. The divine soldiers didn't move, so it must be Mo Cang's intention. Guess why Mo Cang didn't let them take action?"
Wheat Ear had question marks in his eyes: Sister, could you please explain it more clearly?
Tianbao just smiled and said nothing.
Bang, bang, bang—
Bang bang bang bang——
The next scene was unbelievable. Wang Bai was repeatedly swung up and thrown out like a ball.
The whole audience was silent.
In the quiet sunshine, dust rolled, and the ground was full of pits made by Wang Bai.
Yan Chongming witnessed this scene with his own eyes. Instead of being happy, he was furious. A hint of panic tinged his fierce roar, "Mo Cang! I told you to kill them, what are you doing! Quickly! Order all the divine soldiers to take action!!"
Mo Cang did not respond and continued to beat Wang Bai.
The divine soldier also did not react and continued to stand there as an iron stake.
Yan Zhongming, "Mo Cang! Mo Cang! I'm commanding you!!"
"Puchi!" Amid the old man's roar, someone let out a muffled laugh first, and then several living people who were watching the show burst into laughter one after another.
Bai Yu relaxed his back and returned to his relaxed state. "It seems your magic weapon isn't very obedient either."
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