The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Dangdang!

After the two sounds differed like a crisp sound, Wei He did not have time to retreat, so he was surrounded by two groups of blue lights and desperately assassinated.

"Bind Aura!" An old voice came from a group of blue light.

Wei He suddenly felt his whole body tighten, and he was bound by the invisible light beam.

Although it was only a moment, the delay was no more than 0.1 second. However, if the masters compete, a momentary pause can also cause great danger.

What's more, the strength of these two people is far more powerful than the other masters.

"High Master!?" Wei He's heart shuddered.

Using the sacred artifacts as bait, the two high-ranking masters jointly assassinated, could it be that Serakra deliberately set this trap.

Just to assassinate Da Yue high generals.

I just didn't expect to be hit by him.

After these two people exploded their potential and activated the aura, two different phantoms instantly lit up behind them.

One is a giant argali, and the other is a snow-white unicorn flying horse.

After stimulating the phantom, the two have a more distinct style.

The argali phantom has increased a huge amount of impact and strength, and the snow-white unicorn flying horse mainly increases the speed.

The speed and power tricks of the two high-ranking masters were integrated, and Wei He unexpectedly felt like he was fighting with two Dayue True Blood Grandmasters.

Although it was only equivalent to an ordinary true blood master, the two teamed up and also broke out an effect that surpassed one plus one.

In an instant, countless sword skills stabbed Wei He.

Most of the sand gathering army was removed, and the remaining sword skills still made his skin hurt.

boom!

Water jets splashed high on the surface of the sea.

As the water splashed, Wei He suddenly changed his body shape. The six-meter-high burly body rushed out of the water waves and fought against the two masters like lightning.

Fen Tian's true power was turned to its limit, and water vapor was steaming around.

After fighting for ten breaths, Wei He's body surface showed countless markings again, his body expanded further and became even more burly.

He slapped forward like lightning, his speed increased sharply, and he landed on the chest of one of the masters who was caught off guard.

With a puff, the blue light shining on the master's body, but it was only blocked for a moment before it was broken.

He was beaten up and thrown high, his bones shattered, and blood was vomiting at the mouth.

The other person screamed, as if using some secret technique, the giant argali phantom behind him instantly swelled and enlarged, and then rushed forward.

Boom!

Amid the loud noise, Wei He retreated dozens of meters after being hit, with his hands staggered in front of him, and blue smoke erupted from the blocking arms.

What surprised him was that it was not that he was knocked back by a huge force, but that the opponent's collision seemed to have a compulsory retreat effect.

As soon as his unconscious legs became soft, he withdrew dozens of meters back.

"Want to escape!?" Wei He stepped on his feet, and the waves splashed.

His figure instantly rushed to the opposing master.

Soon, after a few breaths, a cloud of blood was exploded in the air.

The two high-ranking masters, without knowing any names, were blown up by Wei He on the spot.

What only made Wei He's expression gloomy was that after all, two people killed a dozen people in the Jusha Army.

No matter how hard the Gathering Army forces, the casual assassination of two high-ranking masters cannot be resisted by ordinary sergeants.

Even if 80% of the strength is removed, the remaining two layers are not what they can bear.

"How about the loss?" Wei He lightly landed on the sea, retracted the five-turn dragon's breath, and looked at the sinking battleship with a gloomy expression.

"Sixteen people died and 22 were seriously injured." Wang Zitao came behind him, Gong Shenghui reported.

"But..." Wang Tao stopped talking.

"Say anything."

"Yes, we also found a new inactive sacred artifact in another warship's warehouse, and also discovered a detonating device. We controlled it in time and failed to detonate." The prince paused, "Remove the sacred artifact. There are a lot of other materials, which seem to be treasure chests that are intended to be transported. It seems that this fleet should be planning to sneak around my Otsuki line of defense, picking up hidden materials and resources from somewhere, and transporting them back to the base. Just found out."

"Oh?" Wei He's heart moved. The material resources that can be personally escorted by the two high-ranking masters are definitely good things!

"Take me to see." He intends to check carefully. If there is a good product, he will immediately put it in the bag before saying it.

"Yes!"

Wow!

Suddenly not far from the surface of the sea, two white waves approached quickly, and at the same time they approached together, there were two huge groups of terrifying blood.

"Amitabha!"

A long chant of Buddha chanted.

Two huge monks over five meters high jumped up from a distance, lightly landed on the sea behind Wei He, and slowly got up.

"General Wang Xuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without problems."

One of the monks has white eyebrows and white beards, eyes like bronze bells, and wrinkled faces. He is indeed the consummate master who went to sea with Buddhism this time, the abbot of Dalingfeng Temple-Zen Master Kou Song.

The other is also a Buddhist master, named Monk Haoxue.

The most important thing is that although this person is not Consummation, he is already close to Consummation, and his strength is second only to Bai Shanxin and Curzon among all the masters on this expedition.

"I heard that General Wang found that the sacred artifacts were not activated. I happened to be patrolling nearby, so I would come to see it." Curzon explained with a smile.

At the speed of Grand Master Consummation, even if it is not nearby, it is only a few minutes compared to the distance of tens of miles.

Wei He's heart changed slightly, and he glanced at the gathering army around his eyes.

Needless to say, there must be Buddhism spies among them.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that he deliberately did not maintain the relationship with the Gathering Army. This situation is normal.

"The two masters didn't help Bai Shuai. Why did they run into my patrol fleet? The inactive sacred artifact? It was accidentally detonated just now."

Wei He's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to answer.

This Buddhist bald donkey had to come with the army, and the purpose was very obvious.

Just to share the spoils.

"Not necessarily?" Monk Haoxue smiled and looked around.

"It really deserves to be the chief general of the Jusha Army, and the two masters attacked and were killed by the general on the spot."

"It's just two lower masters." Wei He shook his head slightly.

"General Wang is overly modest, let's not gossip. Where is the inactive holy artifact? I am waiting for a special trip to **** these precious treasures and return to the base for research first. There will be no delay for the general to perform official duties." Hao Xue Said with a smile.

Their purpose, naturally, is not just to study sacred artifacts.

In the previous assaults, Buddhism had actually seized a sacred artifact. These sacred artifacts seemed to be hard crystals, but the crystal liquid flowing in them was a good thing to inspire blood.

It is one of the rare treasures of blood stimulating medicine that can also be useful to the master.

If it is brought back to research, it may be possible to develop a way to promote the master to further strengthen the power of the bloodline.

It can be useful for the bloodline that the master has already tapped and developed to the limit.

The preciousness of the sacred crystal was quickly raised to the highest level by Buddhism.

It's just that now the news is blocked, and the great moon royal family hasn't noticed this effect of the sacred artifact.

and so....

"Did the two of you take yourself too seriously?" Wei He's expression was flat, standing with his hands behind him, standing on the surface of the sea.

"This will only obey the command of the coach, Bai Shuai, and all the spoils will be transported to the main fleet.

As for the sacred objects, whether they were seized or not has nothing to do with you. "

"The general is alone, I am afraid that it will be dangerous in the middle. In case of any change in danger, losing the sacred artifact, it will be bad after all..." Monk Haoxue said with a fierce light in his eyes.

Even if these monks became masters, the fierceness that belonged to the real beasts in their blood remained undiminished.

What's more, as a master, who is not respected by countless people on weekdays.

Except for the Jusha Army, all of the other military headquarters took the opportunity to forcibly obtain part of the spoils.

Even those old masters did not dare to completely offend them to tear their faces, Wang Xuan, a junior who was not in the realm of a grand master, was so stiff.

"What? You are threatening this general!?" Wei He narrowed his eyes and stared at the two people in front of him.

The abbot of Dalingfeng Temple, needless to say, must be a Consummation-level Grandmaster, and the True Blood Grandmaster is still the strongest of the three systems.

Not to mention that as the abbot, he is sure to have a lot of powerful secret skills.

Plus the Haoxue monk on the side...

"Why did the general say this?" Monk Haoxue stepped forward. "When I wait for the Grandmaster of the Army, I should also contribute to Da Yue. The general will not let me wait for help, afraid that I have a ghost in my heart?"

"Ghost?" Wei He slowly raised his hand. Even if there are two masters on the opposite side, one of them is still consummate.

But now he is the home court, surrounded by three thousand sergeants of the sand army, instantly borrowing strength, after gaining extremely strong defense and great power, combined with suppressing the star formation, the real victory or defeat is still to be discussed!

Monk Haoxue also showed a ruthless look in his eyes, and his blood elements were distorting the air, and he was clearly ready to do it.

Click.

At some point in the surrounding area, a large number of sand gathering forces have already gathered, and layers of star formations have unfolded, and the sand gathering formations have spread invisibly.

hiss...

The breath of all people gathered together, and a huge salon was invisibly condensed above Wei He.

The faint salon was winding and circling, overlooking below, and roaring ferociously at the two Buddhist masters.

Haoxue's eyes turned into pure golden beast pupils, and he had to take a step forward.

Snapped.

A big hand behind him pressed his shoulder.

"Since General Wang insists on not wanting, then he will **** the sacred artifacts by himself." The host Curzon smiled and spoke calmly.

He raised his head and squinted at the huge salon that was tens of meters high. Raised his hand slightly, bowed, then turned and left.

Wei He felt strange in his heart.

He could feel that Curzon had never retreated just because of himself. These bald donkeys could do anything shameless in order to gain profit.

Now it's so easy to retreat.

I heard from the other military chiefs that according to the past situation, these two men will definitely make a trial or two. You will leave only if you are sure that you can't do anything.

Today, I didn't expect...

He suddenly felt a little weird.

The two buddhists... don't seem to come to see themselves and seize the sacred artifacts.

Their main purpose ~www.readwn.com~ seems to be to gather the sand army itself.

Wei He thought of Curzon's weird behavior just now, and looked back at the Dasha Salon phantom.

Sharon is still hideous and majestic, but it is just a phantom of the gathering of the army in the sand, representing the special vision that arises when the army is gathered to the limit.

"Then, as the abbot of Dalingfeng Temple, why would Curzon salute a phantom salon?

What kind of existence is worth his salute? A trace of doubt flashed in Wei He's mind.

In his heart, it seemed that there was a faint guess.

Gathering the sand army may not be as simple as I thought.

Soon the two Buddhist masters hurried away and disappeared at the end of their vision.

"Take me to see the sacred artifacts!" Wei He looked calm, and dispersed the talisman army.

The salon above his head also collapsed naturally.