"It turns out that it was just an ordinary feather arrow!"
This is Ruan Biao's last thought in this world.
"Well, he's dead! He happened to hit the golden elixir. This person is so unlucky. Feng Rushan, Wind and Thunder Thorn is still too slow, and it's still a little short of dealing with the Nascent Soul Lord"
Murong Xuefei originally wanted to leave one alive, but unexpectedly, the wind and thunder thorn happened to hit Ruan Biao's golden elixir, but she couldn't die anymore.
In fact, she wasn't complaining that the Wind and Thunder Thorn was too slow. Although the Wind and Thunder Thorn was indeed a bit slow, it didn't start from today. Instead, Murong Xuefei didn't want to blow Ruan Biao into pieces. She just wanted to blow Ruan Biao into pieces. seriously injured.
Isn¡¯t this a case of not controlling your strength well?
Murong Xuefei's spiritual consciousness now has a far greater range than ordinary golden elixirs. Next to her, there is Feng Rushan pretending to be a magician to attract the opponent's attention. Even with all her strength in sneak attacks, she still cannot do as she pleases. Murong Xuefei is very unhappy with herself. satisfy.
"Well, three storage bags for each person, uncle. Didn't it mean that there is almost no space material production in Gangxing China and very few storage tools? What are these two little golden elixirs doing with so many storage bags?"
The land of right and wrong cannot be left for long. Feng Rushan directly took the two corpses into the Immortal Mansion, jumped on Xiao Hei, and handed the six storage bags to Murong Xuefei.
There are simple restrictions on the storage bag. He himself will not be able to open it for a while.
"Well, there are quite a lot of bows, arrows, food, and some other miscellaneous things. Their utilization of space materials is very average, much worse than my father. You should put it away first. Feng Rushan, what's going on? What¡¯s going on?¡±
Storage utensils were Murong Xuefei¡¯s forte. She casually erased the restrictions on the bag and only glanced at it for a few times before handing it to Feng Rushan.
In addition to the restrictions on the bag mouth, the storage bag may have been tampered with by other opponents. It is better to store it in the fairy house first to be safe. As for the harvest, with Xiaohong here, Murong Xuefei will get a simple and clear list.
Of course, the storage bag contains some common military supplies. It is estimated that Xiaohong¡¯s enthusiasm will not be too high, and Murong Xuefei doesn¡¯t care either.
There are six storage bags, and the space is not small, but the refining techniques are mediocre, and Murong Xuefei has no time to experience them carefully now.
"Oh, a large amount of supplies. Uncle Master, I estimate that these two people were ordered to deliver these supplies to Lingjiu Mountain. Listening to their words, the Quanrong tribe is preparing to ambush Zhaolan nearby in the past two days. The two of them By the way, maybe it's to prevent Zhaolan from escaping with his life"
Not long after, the two flew more than twenty miles away. Feng Rushan found an inconspicuous hill and came down, slowly recovering his true energy.
The power of Thousands of Gold is astonishing, but it not only requires tyrannical physical strength, but also consumes more than 20% and nearly 30% of his true energy with one strike. If replaced by the ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun, it can only have the power of one blow and can only be used as a life-saving weapon. Feng Rushan's trump card, but Feng Rushan's true energy is strong, but it can barely be used as a regular method. At least it can be slashed twice without exhausting it.
In fact, when the thousand gold coins are dispersed, his spiritual consciousness is also consumed. However, when Feng Rushan sends out the thousand gold coins, the Red Moon Sword cannot leave his hand. Entering the Hongyue Dao, it is not surprising that Feng Rushan has not yet fully understood the subtle twists and turns.
In a sense, Thousands of Gold Scattered is Feng Rushan's first move. Not only is there too much movement before launching, but the power is also uncontrollable. There are many areas that need to be perfected and improved, and it cannot be rushed in a short time.
According to Feng Rushan¡¯s understanding, the level of storage tools in Gangxing China is a little worse than that of the Chinese mainland. As a conventional method, it is impossible to transport large quantities of materials, but emergency rescue at critical moments is better than a mortal¡¯s car. Ma Tuo's efficiency and concealment are still far superior. Under the siege of Lingjiu Mountain, it is not surprising that Huiyue Temple sent its own priests to deliver supplies to the Quanrong people in Lingjiu Mountain.
"There is a spy around Zhaolan? What a coincidence! Feng Rushan, Zhaolan is dead, Minjing won't suspect that it was the two of us who tipped off the news, right?"
It doesn¡¯t matter to Murong Xuefei whether Zhaolan lives or dies, but she hates trouble. So many things, it is better not to know than to know.
"Hehe, uncle, Zhaolan is Xuanxi's first heir. If he dies, Minjing will not be able to protect himself, and there is no possibility or reason to excuse us. Although the Qinke grassland is large, it is estimated that there is no such thing as Mu Yan and Mu Xue¡¯s place of refuge¡¡±
The inheritance system of the leaders of the various tribes in the Qinke Grassland is different. It is not a simple father-to-son tradition. It is quite complicated in detail. Feng Rushan is not particularly clear about it, but Xuanxi¡¯s eldest son died in battle early in his life, and his second elder brother Zhao Lan is not only his eldest son, but also his legitimate son. According toAccording to the tradition of the wolf clan, as long as Zhaolan is not a special waste, he is one of the most likely candidates to inherit the throne of Xuanxi Khan. Xuanxi is old and the successor dies, so he will definitely look into it carefully. Feng Rushan may not be worried. If their own lives are not safe, can they still return to the Zhou Empire? However, trouble will definitely be inevitable.
"Well, that makes sense. Then let's stay and take a look. If it's convenient, we can save this second elder brother's life. This kid is really lucky"
Having just got clues about Gang Sha, Murong Xuefei was not willing to flee back to the Great Zhou Empire in embarrassment and start over again. Moreover, if Xuan Xi really worked hard enough to find out their true identities in the Great Zhou Empire, it was not impossible. Yes, starting over is not as simple as imagined.
"Uncle, let's go back and pick up Erlengzi."
Feng Rushan's heart moved.
Deleng is a real grassland man, with red roots and healthy sprouts. Feng Rushan doesn¡¯t know what the benefits are of taking Deleng with him, but it will never be worse.
"Okay! Let this kid see the world. You can watch here first, and I can go back by myself. Well, I'll let Erlengzi ride over by himself."
Murong Xuefei has no opinion on whether to accept Deleng or not.
This place is less than two hundred miles away from the Golden Rooster Fort. It would be easy for Murong Xuefei to go back to pick up Deleng, but Deleng would have to ride a horse when he came over, which was a little troublesome.
Deleng doesn¡¯t know the existence of Xiaohei yet, at least he hasn¡¯t ridden in Xiaohei. There is no special reason. Feng Rushan just doesn¡¯t want Deleng to come into contact with things related to the Immortal Mansion prematurely, so the storage bag doesn¡¯t matter.
According to Feng Rushan¡¯s understanding, some people in Gangxing China have tamed Gangbeasts, and some high-level monks have tamed Gangbeasts as their helpers. They are similar to the spirit beasts on the Chinese mainland, but there is no such thing as a spirit beast bag. That is to say , if He Shuang is knowledgeable enough, he may have some ideas about Xiao Hei, Xiao Hong and the Fire Scale Golden Python that appear at any time. Of course, He Shuang still has little understanding of the world of monks, and it is impossible to think of the Immortal Mansion. Feng Rushan doesn't need to worry too much.
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"Feng Rushan, that boy Deleng is not lost, right"
Murong Xuefei came and went. Although Xiao Hei was on her way, it took a lot of effort to greet Deleng. By the time she returned to Feng Rushan, it was already almost noon. Feng Rushan found a place with higher ground and a wider view. Xiaoshan, wait with peace of mind.
Murong Xuefei was having a wordless chat with Feng Rushan when she suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, dust was flying in front, and a large group of people came galloping towards them. After a while, dozens of black rhinos were seen running away lifelessly, followed by nearly three hundred People rode on tall horses, shouting and chasing each other. Some of these people were holding spears and halberds, and some were bending bows and arrows. All of them had superb riding skills and a fierce look.
A middle-aged man in a black robe shouted loudly and gave orders. Suddenly, the sound of the horn was heard loudly. The people behind dispersed. One team went east, another team went west, and the remaining team was still following the rhino group. Behind them, there was a loud shouting, and soon the rhino group was surrounded in the middle.
"They are practicing formations. Hundreds of people are hunting black rhinoceros. The momentum is really big. Uncle Master, these people are elites in hundreds of battles. If the Quanrong tribe wants to ambush Zhaolan, I am afraid they will have to use a lot of manpower. Two masters are of little use"
The terrain of the grassland is flat. Although the men and horses can be seen from a long way away, the distance is actually not close. It is seven or eight miles away. Under such an elite guard, Zhao Lan does not have to worry about his safety. Feng Rushan is naturally happy to watch the excitement.
I saw that all the knights of the Black Wolf Clan were wearing brocade robes and lined with battle armor. The brocade robes were divided into four colors: red, green, yellow, and purple. There were four teams with similar numbers. Four big men held four-color flags and led each team to gallop back and forth. Trying to separate the herd of rhinos, the troops were strong and the horses were strong, it was really spectacular. Everyone followed the orders and advanced and retreated, driving the rhinos away with their spears. Occasionally, a rhinoceros escaped from the gap, and a small team came out to chase it, going in circles, and then After forcing the rhinoceros back, the knights on the periphery opened their bows and set arrows, and the sound of swishing was heard. Not long after, the smaller rhino fell to the ground with a sad hiss.
"Feng Rushan, the elite soldiers of the Black Wolf Clan, are indeed powerful. I think they are half a point stronger than Zhao Weifang's White Horse Army"
The black rhino is a close relative of the chaos rhinoceros. It has rough skin and thick flesh. Arrows shot by first-level warriors cannot penetrate their thick fur. Groups of black rhinos are even more difficult to deal with. Feng Rushan once killed two black rhinos. , it took a lot of effort. Even though Murong Xuefei didn't do anything at that time, she knew how difficult it was.
Black rhinoceros leather armor is light and tough. It is the best warrior leather armor, far better than ordinary cowhide armor.
"Uncle Master, black rhinos are extremely powerful and are best at running long distances. They can drive the black rhinoceros to a point where they can't run any further, even if they have to travel forty or fifty miles. And it seems that no one else is coming from behind. The man in black robe, Much like the legendary Zhao Lan, he was brave alone and far away from the main tent. This was not an opportunity for his opponents to take advantage of.? "
Zhaolan¡¯s personal bodyguards were of course the best of the best, and there was no comparison with the White Horse Army. Feng Rushan was not in the mood to argue with Murong Xuefei.
"Nonsense! The Quanrong clan can't predict which way the rhino herd will run. Hey, that's Er Lengzi, this silly boy, he's very courageous, and his legs and feet are not slow either."
There was another person riding a horse from a distance. Just by looking at his civilian attire and tall figure, Murong Xuefei knew it was Deleng. She must have been attracted by the sound of fighting here.