Lu Xiu was very sensitive to distance. Li Banfeng estimated that he was more than 800 steps away from the big totem.
The big totem is getting closer and closer, the big totem's fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and the totem army's fighting spirit is also getting stronger and stronger.
Fortunately, Li Banfeng used his stubbornness to block some of the methods that influenced his thoughts in mind cultivation, argument cultivation, and moral cultivation. Some literary cultivation skills were also affected. The only thing he could do was to fight hard.
The whole family was in the main room, looking out the car window nervously.
Yuan Miaoping shouted to the second room: "Madam, let the leader try my trick first!"
Zhao Xiaowan agreed: "Husband, please lend me electricity to repair my skills!"
Suishenju immediately transmitted the message, and Li Banfeng used the skills of the deep mansion and large courtyard, with the small train and Hong Ying as the medium, to borrow Yuan Miaoping's skills.
The two had practiced several times before, and Li Banfeng knew a little about the use of electrical repair skills. He first summoned two rain clouds, which flew very low, like clouds and fog, and flew into the enemy camp.
Li Banfeng used his technique again, and the two rain clouds gathered together. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a large number of totem soldiers were struck by lightning and fell to the ground one after another.
If Yuan Miaoping had used this technique himself, the enemy would have suffered at least dozens of casualties, but Li Banfeng's ability was limited, and the soldiers who fell to the ground stood up within three to five seconds.
Yuan Miaoping smiled, and I only persisted for a moment before the boundary disappeared.
Zhao Xiaowan asked sharply: "Who is he?"
The so-called entrance is not a poplar tree, but it looks more luxuriant than other poplar trees, and seems to have no other characteristics.
Zeng Fumao looked up at the small totem and said, "I am really willing to do this."
As for the souls, that is something that Prince Anshun needs to worry about. The small totem can collect them by itself. The ability of the small totem to collect souls even exceeds that of the small furnace in the past.
The only thing she needs to do is to slow down.
"Open the door, old man!" Scythe cried, "You were raised by Ayi, so follow Ayi!"
Jiuer recognized that technique: "That's being conservative."
That time, Si'er got a step ahead and saw the trick in the physical training army formation: "The eleventh person in the eighth row, the seventy-seventh person in the eighth row, and the seventeenth person in the fourth row. Those eight people are the key to the formation. Get rid of us!"
Zhao Xiaowan said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, at that critical moment, how could I not have time to calculate? He told you the formation.
The tactics that followed were very complex.
Before the boundary disappeared, Yuan Miaoping was still surrounded, only a few dozen steps away from the small totem, but Yuan Miaoping could not reach it.
Jiuer glared at Zeng Fumao: "You stupid girl, did he use the wrong technique?"
Of the eight key figures in the formation, only the seventeenth person in the fourth row was left. That person was too far away, and his unusual skills were really enough to detect him.
After getting rid of the hornets, the pursuers in front of him were still too close, but there were no thick wire mesh blocking the back.
All she had was her thread, and Zeng Fumao was in an extremely difficult situation.
As he spoke, Si'er paused, sensing a sense of danger.
Prince Anshun looked at Suishenju and said, "That's not a train made of fourteen wheels, right?"
The Seventh Girl said: "He asked me to eat it. It's none of your business if it's poisoned!"
"Use your mansion and your closed doors!" That was the idea Tiannan came up with. It might be of some use, but Tiannan was also vague about it.
Prince Anshun smiled and looked at the generals around him: "No matter what, we must keep that train."
Although the vision was too bad, Ayu's judgment was very wrong. A small piece of first-class weapon appeared at the foot of the hillside.
Zhao Xiaowan also listened.
That was a typical method of using formations to break up skills. It was just what the peddler said, a group of people resisting one person. By utilizing the skills of a group of clothing cultivators and adding the bonus of the formation, they broke the obstacle of Yuan Miao Ping.
The enemy took out such a small item, probably to leave it with their belongings, and then leave, they would have a chance to escape.
Yuan Miaoping, who was electrocuted, was covered in thick smoke. The smoke floated in the air, forming a windmill-like pattern, spinning rapidly from fast to slow.
The fourth calculation was very slow and blurred the order of the rails. After the pursuers arrived, he helped the old man retreat to Xuyuan Road.
Jiuer wiped the sweat off her face, looked at Yuan Miaoping in the window, and felt that nothing was normal.
The little totem is so worry-free for her, but in the process of worrying about it, there are no disadvantages for me. Prince Anshun does not know the real output of the little totem.
In a state of calm, Tiannan thought of a trick: "Li Yi, he borrowed your house from you."
Logically speaking, the appearance of poison cultivators among the enemy is a good thing for Wu Miaoping, because we will break the overall formation of the enemy army, and the poison cultivators will have little impact on our own people, while Yuan Miaoping's physique as a home cultivator cannot withstand it.
The little totem is picking flesh and blood, fresh, rotten, royal, noble, common people, slaves, livestock, wild beasts... I want them all.
Nian Shangyou was still observing the battle situation. The number of totem troops surrounding Yuan Miaoping was decreasing.
Gloves slapped the car window and said, "Boss, where is your boss?"
The group of generals around him kept complaining. Seeing that the soldiers were fewer, they were naturally unhappy.
Zhao Xiaowan shouted to the seventh girl: "Borrow his skills, slow down!"
Si Suan said it was just her, and Si'er described the formation in detail.
The grinding sound was like two rows of sharp teeth biting our hearts and tearing them back and forth.
Zeng Fumao, covered in wounds, rushed to the top of the small totem.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The seventh girl shouted: "Teacher Yi, let's swallow it, let's swallow it too!"
Buzz!
Miss Seven thought about the situation when Yuan Miaoping borrowed the electricity to cultivate martial arts just now, and deduced that the efficiency of detoxification could be slowed down before Yuan Miaoping borrowed the food to cultivate martial arts. You answered uncertainly: "It should be able to withstand it!"
Not only Guangyuan Miaoping was stunned, but even Prince Anshun was stunned.
Yuan Miaoping looked at the seventy-seventh person in the eighth row, and stopped grinding his teeth.
That is a small army of physical cultivators, the most skilled in defense among the totem troops, and will cause quite little trouble to Yuan Miaoping.
In fact, that situation is very common. Zhao Xiaowan has been in battle for a long time and knows how to deal with it.
I tried to force my way out despite the obstacles, which was too reckless.
Ban Fengzi was running wildly in the car. My talent for travel training was poor, so I ran too slowly.
That part of the enemy force was small, but at least it gave Yuan Miaoping hope.
But the operation of the small totem was very delicate. The poison cultivator sergeant was surrounded by food cultivators and wind cultivators. The wind cultivators controlled the direction of the poison fog. The controlled poison fog only attacked Zeng Fumao, and the out-of-control poison fog was directly swallowed and digested by the food cultivators.
Yuan Miaoping had just used the technique of Deep Courtyard to retreat when a small group of wasps flew behind his eyes.
That's not why Zhao Xiaowan thought borrowing it would be useful. Yuan Miaoping's training in the deep courtyard was very important, and the borrowed techniques were all locked at the lower limit.
Escape wherever you can!
But they will definitely get rid of us. Yuan Miaoping will have to fight against the physical cultivators. We have no one who can fly, carry, or fight. If we can hold Yuan Miaoping back, as long as we delay for a moment, the Ya Xiu and Hong Ying in front of us will catch up, and Zeng Fumao will not be trapped.
But before the poisonous fog could be dispersed, Yuan Miaoping quickened his pace.
Zhao Xiaowan shouted: "Old man, don't try to hide yet, escape first!"
Jiuer, who was exhausted, asked: "What do you want to do with this small house?"
Yuan Miaoping responded: "No problem, let's wait for the right time and call them back together."
"Being alive is a bad thing. It is the worst thing in the world."
"Where can we issue military orders? It's a bit far, right?" Prince Anshun frowned slightly, but still agreed.
Even rice, wheat, sorghum, corn, barley...the small totems can be harvested.
Zhao Xiaowan asked: "Old man, have you been misled by the martial arts?"
I took out the explosives that Ai gave me.
He kept calling him a bandit, but in fact we all knew that this man was Li Yi.
Li Yi was still the Prince Pingyuan of Shang State in name only, so he just told everyone my identity and name, and everyone thought it was appropriate.
Si Er shouted: "We can fight with that group of wasps, Hong Ying and Ya Xiu will catch up slowly."
Tang Dao shouted: "Old man, open the door, go find the master, you haven't even made eight cuts yet!"
After watching for seven seconds, there were no many people around Yuan Miaoping, only she became agile, we all seemed to have a low fever in an instant, no one felt dizzy, and no one even vomited.
Everyone else was silent. Has anyone ever seen what a big train looks like?
Tiannan looked at Zhao Xiaowan and said, "That's just like me always trying to show off."
Si'er looked at Zeng Fumao and felt that some of it was not right, but he also felt that something was not right.
Among the whole family, only Zhao Xiaowan stayed in Room 7, because you can look out the car window, and even if you just see the small totem, Zhao Xiaowan will have a slight condition.
But Yuan Miaoping understood why that part of the enemy army gave way? Was there no trap outside?
"Hua Si'er, it's already this time and he's not in the mood to talk nonsense with you!" Yuan Miaoping understood.
Zhao Xiaowan said: "As for the methods of poison cultivators, my husband can only bear it, but she can definitely bear the poison of insect cultivators. Then the technique is useless."
The old train spun around on the spot, and the small house at the end of the train smashed a small area of the enemy.
Zhao Xiaowan was sweating.
At this moment, there are still one hundred steps left to the small totem!
Listening to the two people's description, Zhao Xiaowan judged the situation: "Husband, it's time to retreat!"
That was the entry point to a virtual path created by the weak line of the iron furnace. Only without using my ordinary tools and the characteristics of the rails could I retreat into the virtual path.
At this moment, Yuan Miaoping was not even eight hundred steps away from the small totem!
Zeng Fu and Ya Xiu in front of him were still chasing him, and there was no body cultivator behind him to stop him. That was the situation Yuan Miaoping wanted to see the most.
The old man was spewing steam and controlling the train to stop, reverse and change the tracks.
Boom!
Yuan Miaoping used the method of cutting off the path to open a path, and the silk screens served as reinforcements in the military formation, thus blocking Zeng Fumao's technique.
Nian Shangyou was at the foot of the mountain, performing the dance to stop the war.
But Yuan Miaoping was fighting alone inside, and Zhao Wan's heart remained calm.
Nian Shangyou was still in a daze standing next to Prince Anshun. Prince Anshun pushed me and said, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Has he ever commanded the Totem Army? Is he a warrior? How can he be considered a coward in battle?"
That entrance is very ordinary. To be more precise, that entrance actually exists.
Zeng Fumao used the technique of deep house and small courtyard again, borrowing Zeng Fumao's technique.
Those hornets, under the control of the insect warriors, were slow, fierce, and not very intelligent. They only stung under the eyes. Even if they stung, they would do their best to interfere with Yuan Miaoping's vision.
To produce a totem army, a small totem only needs two materials: flesh and blood, and soul.
She wanted to say "waste", but was afraid that Hong Ying would beat her, so she had to swallow it back.
Suishenju was busy with a group of magic weapons, and I shouted to Banfengzi: "Where is Ayi? Why is the key under him? Where is Ayi?"
There was no time to think about that question now. Zhao Xiaowan shouted, "Four calculations, calculation and repair and wrong repair counteract each other. He helped the old man calculate a method to reverse the track."
Yuan Miaoping used the porcelain bottle to bring about a gust of wind and disperse the poisonous fog.
The man was a good talker. I said that these totem soldiers were ambushed around the small totem in advance.
There is no Feng Xiu magic weapon outside the house, it is a white jade porcelain bottle, and you volunteered to fight.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
The projector said: "You go with him. You accompany the director to complete the most advanced art!"
Yuan Miaoping looked up and saw that the eight people were heavily guarded. It was difficult for them to get rid of us.
The little totem figured out some rules from Zeng Fumao's combat methods, and the totem army standing behind Yuan Miaoping kept changing their formations.
Yuan Miaoping quickened his pace and the Totem Army surrounded him again. Fortunately, the effect of the porcelain bottle lasted for a long time. Yuan Miaoping recovered his speed and immediately used the broken road to sprint backwards.
Ayu also saw some ordinary objects at the bottom of the hill, including a mask that was about 80 meters tall and a scroll that was about 10 to 40 meters long. "Dayu, what is that?"
A line of soldiers were crushed into meat paste as the front of the car passed by. Suishenju wanted to help Yuan Miaoping create a path among the enemy troops. The small totem quickly mobilized a small number of scouts and calculators, and quickly determined Suishenju's trajectory.
A Yu exclaimed: "That is..."
There must be no delay at all. Yuan Miaoping rushed back the army first and eliminated the eleventh person in the eighth row who was closest to me.
Suishenju found a gap and was about to rush out when he heard Ayu shout, "The first-class weapons are coming."
Those "beauties" were not Yuan Miaoping's own creations, not polished together with Boss Lu, and not created together with Zhang Xiuling. At least a hundred "beauties" and shadows rushed towards the enemy in a mighty force.
Without the cover-up of "Everything Goes Well", and with my own talent for home cultivation, I look like only her Yuan Miaoping.
Two visible scissors flew out from the sleeves, shuttling up and down, cutting dozens of silk threads.
Jiuer exclaimed: "That disease-healing technique is really smooth!"
Tiannan smiled. With that efficiency, breaking out of the encirclement should be a piece of cake.
Prince Anshun really knows where those totem troops come from.
A Yu was frightened, fearing that he had encountered a thousand-man force array. Si Er observed for a moment and said, "That is a thousand-man force array, but the formation is very powerful. We haven't calculated the repair except for the small totem. We are calculating the most reasonable attack strategy."
I took out the Youwangjin first.
It seems that the battle situation is obvious, but Zhao Xiaowan understands Yuan Miaoping. It is difficult to swallow poison and it is difficult to detoxify. Only when you reach a certain level of food cultivation can you swallow poison.
"Where's the fourth count?" Zhao Xiaowan shouted.
"Ayi, let's go!"
There is no Meng Qian outside of "Beauty Picture", no Tu Youshou outside of "Seven Seas Strange Words", no Nijiang Po outside of "Mochunxuan", no Chili Flower outside of "Yuxiangji", no Daozixin outside of "Fengshuangyin"………………
Nian Shangyou saluted towards the Prince of Anshun and said, "You must lead the troops in person. The Totem Army is very low-minded. You can just issue the military orders here."
The small totem roared and broke.
Suishenju followed Yuan Miaoping and ran out of the Totem Army Camp first. When they passed through a forest, Suishenju was too worried. He looked back and reminded: "Ayi, try not to leave the shadow inside, there will be no risk.
Deep in the forest, Yuan Miaoping found the entrance to the road.
You have tried your best. Your methods of healing are unlimited, and the methods borrowed from Yuan Miaoping are even more unlimited.
Nian Shangyou stood at the foot of the hill, watching the battle silently.
Yuan Miaoping lit up the boundary and rushed back weakly, but the enemy was outnumbered and he used his formation to break Zeng Fumao's boundary again.
But as long as more totem troops don't give up the fight, Yuan Miaoping will not have the chance to rush towards the small totem.
Yuan Miaoping gritted his teeth and said angrily: "This useless..."
The old man was also anxious. I knew what kind of magic was cast on me. It was usually difficult to switch the tracks, but today I kept making mistakes.
Yuan Miaoping urged: "Old man, the pursuers are approaching, slow down!"
Right now, I need to kill the enemy, and what I need is to get rid of the key figures in the enemy's formation as quickly as possible.
Si'er thought for a moment and said, "Although you are out, as long as you can see the key points of the formation clearly..."
Deep house and small courtyard is one of the techniques Zeng Fumao is very good at. Miss Zhao Xiaowan: "Can my husband withstand the poison?"
You want Zeng Fumao to use food to cultivate martial arts, but Zhao Wan is worried.
Si Er frowned and said, "That's a formation-breaking technique."
Zhao Xiaowan stared at the car window, stunned.
Just before his eyes, the little totem suddenly appeared, dragging more than eighty carriages and a house with an iron furnace, and rushed towards the enemy's formation.
I wanted to fight for an opportunity to make merit, but the Prince of Anshun ordered the general to leave the battlefield, so I asked the general to urge the first-class weapons.
"Mistakenly practicing?" A Yu was stunned. "What kind of sect is that?"
Zeng Fu was a little angry: "Why is he making such trouble?"
"So, where did that come from?"
If you want to fight a war, you should listen to Zhao Wan.
All kinds of means have been exhausted, and many techniques of outsiders have been tried. There are many ways to break out, but the enemy has even fewer means. Zeng Fumao is trapped in the siege and can't find a way to escape.
A hundred steps was just a blink of an eye for Yuan Miaoping. Just as she was about to win, she heard A Yu shout, "Big Heart!"
Zhao Xiaowan walked out of the seventh room, looked at Zeng Fumao through the car window and said: "Husband, don't be angry or slow down, don't, husband..."
The sick enemy was still blocking the road. The little totem didn't sense anything and thought I was going to use the obstacle again. It quickly adjusted the position of the physical training sergeant and prepared to use the demolition technique again.
Tiannan shouted: "Lend me your skills, and let me close the door and windows!"
Yuan Miaoping used the deep house and small courtyard again and borrowed Jiang Linger's technique.
"Bad!" Yuan Miaoping arranged a group of shadows to block the way, then took out a notebook, cut his palm, and every page was stained with blood. All the "beauties" of all sizes outside the notebook jumped out.
Prince Anshun said: "Since you are afraid of fighting, go and lead the troops. If you can capture the bandits alive, you can count his merit as atonement for his crime."
Yuan Miaoping used her own small mansion to borrow Tiannan's small mansion, and then used Tiannan's small mansion to borrow Tiannan's closed doors and windows.
Halfway through, Yuan Miaoping was trapped in the silk net.
Everyone thought they had conquered thousands of rivers and streams, but the enemy had fallen down and was just standing still, not moving.
A team of eight-headed men of various shapes blocked the way from behind, and Yuan Miaoping realized that the situation was critical.
But that little bit of unlimited means bought precious time, and Yuan Miaoping took a series of small steps to bypass the sick enemy.
Zeng Fumao gritted his teeth and charged again. I had too little hope. I did expect that a part of the enemy troops would cooperate and take the initiative to make way for Yuan Miaoping.
No one looked at Nian Shangyou, who shook his head repeatedly: "Your Majesty knows."
I wanted to retreat into invisibility, but failed after trying twice.
"Husband, can you lend me your skills!" The lady borrowed Zeng Fumao's voice and Zeng Fu, and the Yaksha gritted his teeth.
Then find a suitable person, kick him, and escape with a trick.
That move didn't have any effect on the Totem Army. It was just that on the battlefield, the Totem Army would reduce their fighting spirit when seeing that kind of dance. But now on the battlefield, a small number of Totem Army would ignore the Dance of Stopping War. After all, our intelligence is much lower than that of the Dao Lao Ghost.
Zhao Xiaowan thought for a moment and said, "She is the only one who didn't drag her feet!"
A general next to him said: "Your Majesty, the soldiers in the ambush are not too lax. Are you willing to go out and lead the soldiers to stop the bandits?"
Ban Fengzi is also Yuan Miaoping.
Zhao Xiaowan said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have opened two deep houses and courtyards, but I still have to control his boundaries and use my methods to escape. Is this just her thing?"
Jiuer said: "It's useless, let's try it first!"
Zhao Xiaowan said: "Husband, eat the wasp!"
Nian Shangyou danced vigorously, repeating the same sentence over and over in his mind.
Take back the living shadow, and take back the living "beauty" as well.
In the deployment of small totems, the corrosion repairs attacked the bearings, the cold repairs attacked the steam drum, and the water repairs attacked the boiler. Each one hit the vital point and rushed forward.
Prince Anshun felt that he knew too much about the little totem, so I pulled Nian Shangyou over and said, "Nian, the little scholar, he will go to command the totem army to fight and must capture the bandits alive.
After a few shouts, eight people fell to the ground with blood coming out of their heads, ears and noses.
Yuan Miaoping saw hope! I released a group of shadows, cleared the way with all my strength, and rushed towards the small totem.
Yuan Miaoping was useless and it was hindered from moving forward, so I took a step forward.
The old man wanted to take Yuan Miaoping off the train, but Yuan Miaoping was willing and kept running behind the train.
Si'er is good at battle formations, but he doesn't take care of the little ones sometimes.
I glanced down the hill and saw that no one was dancing.
Room 8 is also a carriage, slightly larger than the other carriages, and moves back and forth along the side walls of the other carriages.
While the first-class weapons had not yet formed a siege, Yuan Miaoping grabbed the key and returned with his belongings.
Nian Shangyou shook his head and said, "I dare to do it."
Now that it was closer, Ayu could see clearly, but he was really scared.
Prince Anshun was not worried at all. He watched Little Totem and Li Yi fighting against each other all the way. Now there were so many ambushes hidden. It was certain that Little Totem would rebel one day. How should he deal with it?
Through the car window, Ayu couldn't see anything clearly.
Zeng Fumao was caught in a tough battle. The newly-unearthed soldiers were a little dull, but under the inspiration of the small totem, they slowly retreated into combat status.
Zeng Fumao smiled grimly and asked, "Are you scared?"
Jiu'er was trembling, and the danger was coming fiercely!
The technique looks complicated, but it is extremely inefficient. The scissors are accurate and slow, and quickly broke the main structure of the silk screen. Yuan Miaoping broke out of the silk screen and continued to approach the small totem.
When Yuan Miaoping heard her wife's voice, she suddenly opened her mouth and used the martial arts skill of swallowing mountains and rivers to swallow a small piece of hornet into her stomach.
Zeng Fumao conducted several experiments and found that the impact of sticking to one's ways was wider than that of conquering all rivers and lakes.
But because it looked vague, everyone who saw the windmill kept staring at it. We really wanted to figure out what it was.
The smoke was quite small, visible from a distance, but also too small to be seen from close.
The porcelain bottle was frightened. It needed capital before it could work. That was the nature of the magic weapon. You controlled it for a moment and used the skills of the deep house and small courtyard to get the capital together.
Jiuer was frightened and said: "Can you bear it?"
Just like now, tens of thousands of totem soldiers suddenly appeared and scared the prince.
I was able to succeed that time, but the last time I wanted to destroy the small totem, the difficulty had to be raised several levels.
Sure enough! The enemy is coming towards me.
Si Suan shouted: "Master Yi, there is no one holding back!"
The whole family saw the reason, and suddenly Jiuer angrily said to the white jade porcelain bottle: "Bitch, he wanted capital at that time?"
Hundreds of shadows and hundreds of "beauties" were still fighting fiercely with the Totem Army, and the first-class weapons brought by Prince Anshun were approaching rapidly.
Si Er looked at it and said: "That should be the object used to set up the bewitching array.
"Isn't he sure he can break the formation?"
"That's a new sect," Zhao Xiaowan thought about the past, "That sect is so new, how could Neizhou have mastered its techniques?"
Yuan Miaoping smiled.
Zhao Xiaowan asked: "Is it useless to borrow his skills?"
In order to increase the chances of winning, Yuan Miaoping called back the four fortune tellers from Neizhou. The four fortune tellers stared at the enemy's formation with sweat on their foreheads: "What? What? Borrow your skills. I can't calculate directly on the battlefield..."
Yuan Miaoping borrowed Tiannan's technique in his small mansion. Tiannan's method of closing doors and windows was less powerful than Yuan Miaoping's, but Yuan Miaoping could still use the borrowed technique.
The lighting of the boundary was really useless. Even Jiuer outside the house could sense the change in the weakness of the technique.
After the war, the tactics were very unclear, but when the war really started, all kinds of thoughts came to the fore.
Yi Wuxiu, who can cut the moon and carve clouds, can cut the most critical silk threads under the clothes, and can also cut the most critical beams and pillars in the building.
Zeng Fumao said: "Seventh Madam, he will believe you, that technique is useless!"
A small group of enemy troops were pinned down. Zeng Fumao bypassed them all and killed the seventeenth person in the fourth row. The small army of physical cultivators quickly dispersed. Yuan Miaoping rushed out of the physical cultivator army formation, ahead of the pursuers.
The overall power of that technique was slightly weaker than the Blood-Spattering Rumble, but it had a very weak directionality. Others could almost hear the sound of Yuan Miaoping grinding his teeth. The seventy-seventh person in the eighth row was under Yuan Miaoping's gaze and could only hear it very vaguely.
Suishenju reminded: "Ayi, retreat, you think the first-class weapons will arrive soon."
"Where is your husband......" Zhao Xiaowan's tears flowed.
Dozens of totem soldiers with poison skills stood in front, and quietly, poisonous fog enveloped Yuan Miaoping.
Si Er heard this and asked Si Suan to look at the distance to the rear formation. He quickly deduced the enemy's intention. Behind Yuan Miaoping, no group of soldiers would delay their attack: "There is indeed no delay. We are going to release smoke but she is going to release insects. Hurry up and prepare!"
The generals hurried to make arrangements. Prince Anshun looked at Nian Shangyou and asked, "What is he waiting for? Is he going to issue a military order?"
When it came to Yuan Miaoping's hands, Tiannan's skills were discounted. In terms of weakness, there was almost no difference between his and Yuan Miaoping's own boundaries, while in terms of flexibility, it was still the same as Yuan Miaoping's boundaries.
Li Banfeng shouted: "Use your technique again!"
Zeng Fumao reminded: "The Totem Army is weak and those symptoms have lasted for too long. We need to find a way to deal with them quickly!"
Zhao Xiaowan shouted: "Ling'er, let your husband borrow his skills to cut the moon and carve the clouds!"
Being able to control the poison cultivator so accurately, Yuan Miaoping has gained a lot of knowledge!
Yuan Miaoping rushed back along the boundary line, and wherever he crossed the boundary line, soldiers were killed or wounded in large numbers.
As soon as the technique was in place, Zeng Fumao's body trembled and he felt numb all over.
Having these three to five seconds of breathing was quite good. Li Banfeng was much closer to the big totem, and it was estimated that there were still more than 500 steps away.
Tens of thousands of totem soldiers emerged from the ground like bamboo shoots and surrounded the small totem.
The battle situation was chaotic, and Prince Anshun also realized that there was nothing wrong with the dance.
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Kill the Xuyuan silkworm first, then blow up the small totem.
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