Chapter 178 The toughest man in history, Ying Wuji performed a cesarean section to test for powder!
"Han Juan! What do you want to do!"
"How dare you, you little brat!"
"What are you still standing there for? Get rid of this evildoer!"
Han Juan's actions made everyone's scalp numb.
Especially the tribes with the surname Ji, they were extremely anxious.
How long have they waited for this day!
It seems that success is about to come!
The weak country that had been bullied for many years immediately stood up.
The country that has only been able to watch other countries compete for hegemony and drool for years will soon have the strength to compete for hegemony.
After living under someone else's roof for many years and suffering from being unable to establish their own country, the family will soon be able to establish themselves.
The common ruler of the world, who has been weak for nearly a thousand years, is about to stand up.
result!
Suddenly a Han Juan appeared?
This is like a thousand-mile raid.
Just to celebrate my mother’s 60th birthday.
Just got home.
Mom is dead.
This is more painful than my own mother exploding!
Who can tolerate this?
Immediately, countless killing moves rushed towards Han Juan, including some of the unique moves of the powerful soldiers, including Han Zhe's unique skills. He had the fastest reaction among all.
At this time, the sword intent hidden in Han Juan's blood had basically exploded in the Muye Monument.
A relieved smile finally appeared on his face.
Look at that deadly move that is sweeping across the sky like a violent storm.
He slowly closed his eyes.
But at this moment.
Suddenly, more than a dozen naked strong men appeared out of nowhere and pounced on Han Juan's shadow, using their bare backs and buttocks to resist the killing moves.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
There are few people in this world who can withstand such a heavy bombardment.
The dozen or so naked strong men were obviously not among them, and they all exploded in just a moment.
But the expected scene of blood, blood and minced meat did not appear. Instead, clouds of yellow smoke exploded.
In the air.
It seems to be filled with the fragrance of beans!
Bean flavor?
Could it be that the Nangong family's method of turning beans into soldiers?
But when they cast beans to create soldiers, there is no bean fragrance even when the puppet dies!
So weird!
After the yellow smoke dissipated, Han Juan's shadow had disappeared without a trace, and it was unknown whether it disappeared along with the dozen or so strong men.
What is going on?
Everyone was a little confused.
But now there are still constant "cracking" sounds coming from inside the Muye Stele. Although Han Juanwu is gone, he has caused extremely serious damage to the Muye Stele, and it still seems to be collapsing and falling apart.
Seeing that the cracks on the Muye Monument were increasing, the several-meter-tall monument was also shaking violently.
The ceremonial official named Ji then roared miserably.
"Follow me, let's save the Muye Monument!"
It's like when someone suddenly breaks into your shower and you have to ask yourself whether you should cover your face or your butt.
In an emergency, filled with rage, they subconsciously killed Han Juan, which was equivalent to covering his face.
Now the face is gone.
It can only cover the buttocks.
Everyone woke up as if from a dream and quickly ran behind the ceremonial officer named Ji.
Under the guidance of the ritual officer surnamed Ji, the remaining families offered medicinal liquids and injected blood frantically. Suddenly, new blood crystals were extremely bright and began to seep into the interior of the Muye Monument, repairing the shocking cracks.
For a while.
There was chaos around the Muye Monument.
And Ying Wuji took advantage of the chaos to retrieve a whole soybean from the soybean paste on the ground.
He let out a long sigh.
This is Han Juan.
That’s really awesome!
Just now, when this guy cut the bones to return to his father and cut the flesh to return to his mother, he felt a very familiar breath in that ball of blood.
Unexpectedly, all that was hidden was sword intent.
"Ahem, thank you, Brother Ying!"
A faint thought came from the yellow soybean in the palm of my hand.
Ying Wuji curled his lips and said, "You are dreaming. You act cool and I will clean up the mess."
Han Juan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just a temporary solution. If we want to really deal a heavy blow to the Muye Monument, we can only destroy it from the inside."
"I thought so!"
Ying Wuji was somewhat speechless: "I felt before that the backlash of the Muye Monument was nothing, but you couldn't recover for such a long time, and you were busy hiding the sword intent in your blood?"
Han Juan said helplessly: "I have no choice!"
Ying Wuji smacked his lips, not knowing how to describe this Taoist priest.
Although he usually looks disillusioned with the world, he was also extremely free and easy when he ended his life just now.
But it can be seen that he still has some attachment to the world.
It’s just that this world is not worth clinging to.
He asked, "What are you going to do now? Your body is gone."
Han Juan was silent for a while: "Brother Ying, please take me in for a while. After I have figured out the path of spiritual cultivation, I will leave on my own and not add any burden to Brother Ying."
"That's not necessary."
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "I saw that you have just broken through the thirteenth level of Concentrated Spirit. I am very interested in spiritual cultivation. This time you have offended the Ji clan alliance, so you must not be able to make it anywhere else.
You have helped the Li royal family a lot this time. I will go back and tell my father that there may be a place for you in the Li Kingdom."
"Thank you very much!"
Han Juan didn't bother to be polite with him: "By the way, Brother Ying! This soybean is so magical, why can it contain a person's soul?"
nonsense!
These are not ordinary soybeans.
This is from Wang Wei's poem...
wrong.
This is the soybean that turns into soldiers!
From the moment it was affected by the magical power, it could transform into a naked strong man at any time. At the very least, it could be considered a top-grade puppet, and there was no problem at all for it to temporarily host a soul.
He curled his lips: "Why should I tell you?"
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