The wind howled. The wooden kite flew so fast that it could catch up with Lin Fengjin without even using a pack of cigarettes.

Among them, Gong Shuwen, who was driving a wooden kite, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, revealing a sarcastic sneer. He coldly inserted the target into the center of the thinned crystal piece, where there was a "ten".

As long as the target figure is trapped inside and then enters your range, it almost means that he has been targeted by death.

As for whether this person will wail for three days and three nights before dying, or whether he will just kick his legs and finish the game, it all depends on Gong Shuwen's mood.

Although he was only nineteen years old, he had already killed thirty-one people with a wooden kite without anyone noticing!

The distance was shortening rapidly. Although that person was probably riding a first-class horse, he could not match the speed of riding the wind.

"What kind of bullshit is this? It's so powerful, isn't it going to fall into my hands in the end?" Gong Shuwen said with a sneer in his heart. The extremely arduous training was fully effective at this time, and he had already set his target.

The figure was trapped in the center of the cross of the crystal piece. In about five breaths, this person would be within the range of the Overlord's net.

In fact, Gongshu Wen really wanted to use the ox-hair needle, because he was sure that he hated the young man in front of him, the proud man of heaven. The ox-hair needle would make him wail for three days and three nights before dying, while Bawang Touwang would only

It will make him crippled.

However, the order above was to keep alive as long as possible. As the saying goes, the arm cannot twist the thigh, so Gongshu Wen could only place his fingers on the mechanism that released the Overlord's net.

"Three, two, one!"

Gong Shuwen started counting down in his mind, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a coldness on the crook of his leg. Then, it was as if a stream of ice had been injected into his blood, instantly making his whole body stiff!!

The people who are selected to drive the wooden kite are all thin in stature. Next, they will practice a pure Yang mental method called the blazing sun. The biggest use of this mental method is that it can keep people warm and cold.

No intrusion, secondly, naturally the time spent in servitude becomes longer.

Why do people who fly wooden kites need to practice this mental method? That’s because the weight of the wooden kite is limited, and the weight must be reduced as much as possible. This includes the person’s weight and the clothes he is wearing. When he wants to lift off, the clothes will naturally

The less the better.

But there is another contradiction here. When flying at high speed in the air, the temperature will be extremely low. If you wear less clothes, it goes without saying that people will freeze into popsicles, so this

This is where the scorching sun comes in handy.

Of course, it can also be deduced from this that the clothes worn by Gongshu Wen must be quite light, and light clothes mean thin.

So Tuhao Jin's fangs flying in the air easily bit through Gong Shuwen's clothes and successfully injected the venom into his body.

Can a stiff driver drive this heavy and complicated wooden kite well? This is a simple question. After a few breaths, this expensive wooden kite seemed to be drunk.

It circled crookedly in the air for a few times, and then plunged to the ground. Although there was no explosion, the huge broken wreckage that was broken and then bounced into the air was shocking to see.

The remaining wooden kite plays the role of a wingman, covering Gongshuwen, responsible for observing his safety, whether there are any unusual situations, and providing fire support at any time. He is even more closely related to Gongshuwen.

Through spiritual cultivation, there is a magical power similar to "spiritual perception", which can remind Gongshuwen of such abnormal situations in a very timely manner.

However, what frightened the wingman was that he did not notice any abnormality at all, and Gongshuwen crashed directly! And what came out of Gongshuwen's last consciousness was "so cold", such a shocking situation

, why not make him feel panic?

At this time, another hoarse and steady voice sounded in the man's heart:

"Lu San, what happened? Why did Wooden Kite A lose control?"

Lu Sanse said:

"have no idea."

"You are the person closest to him, don't you know why Gongshuwen crashed?" the voice asked.

"Yes. I don't know. The only thing I know is that Gong Shuwen passed on a message before he died, that it was very cold. It was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar," Lu San said.

Logically speaking, if this kind of thing is impossible, the surface of our wooden kite has been injected with innate dragon energy. All magical attacks are ineffective, even on the battlefield with soaring evil energy, it will not matter.

It has been proven in actual combat!”

The voice was silent for a while and said:

"Got it. The opponent should have used some means to attack Gongshu Wen. From now on, don't try to get close to attack the opponent. Instead, keep a distance, increase the flight altitude, and switch the task to continue tracking the enemy. If you don't follow

On the premise of losing the enemy, go as high as possible to create distance, do you understand?"

There is no doubt that this order suits Lu San's taste. In fact, he is a qualified technician, not a qualified pilot. It's just that Momen's system is very weird. He stubbornly believes that the producer should be the one who knows best about the production.

Combat tools, so when circumstances permit, the manufacturer is used as the controller, but they don't know that this is a huge waste.

However, the opponent's timely instructions indeed saved Lu San's life. Tuhao Jin's flying speed was a weakness. Once the wooden kite controlled by Lu San accelerated and increased in height, the oncoming wind resistance and other factors would be eliminated.

Strengthening, this means that local gold cannot catch up. After all, the power of machinery is still very powerful.

A group of people from Momen also continued to pursue. After probably less than a few breaths, suddenly, the hoarse voice spoke again:

"This Lin Fengjin seems to be targeting our weaknesses. He is well prepared."

"Our...weakness? What are the weaknesses of our armored beast?" Another deep voice asked.

The hoarse voice said two words very concisely:

"power."

The other voice burst out laughing:

"This idiot, doesn't he know that we can get supplements from the Xin Chou Divine Beast at any time? The Xin Chou Divine Beast is specially designed to face such a situation. Although it has no combat power, it can collect reserves and supplies.

An auxiliary beast that combines transportation and transportation?? We can’t slow down even if his horse can run to death!”

This kind of chasing and escaping process didn't last long, but it wasn't short either. It only lasted about half an hour. To be honest, no matter how powerful the horse was, it would definitely be tired after running for so long while carrying a person.

, let alone running at full speed?

However, at this moment, Lu San, who was in mid-air, suddenly sent out a message:

"Elder, elder, a camp suddenly appeared in front of you, the lights were bright, and Lin Fengjin was aiming at the camp and running towards it!"

"What!!" The people in Momen couldn't help but be a little surprised after hearing the news.

But the hoarse voice said confidently:

"Sure enough, this guy stayed behind, but I'm not surprised at all. Lin Fengjin was so boasted in the intelligence. If he was killed by us so simply, it would be really disappointing.

Are we here to assassinate him? Our lineup this time, even inviting the four major disciples, is ten times more powerful than the one we used when we ambush Princess Cui."

"The King of Hell wants people to die at the third watch. Who dares to keep people until the fifth watch? We have traveled thousands of miles to come to this vast grassland. The purpose is to let the whole world know that we, the Mohist Jianai Sect, are not the ones who have to attack the door and only shrink back.

You trash who can't defend, if we want to kill someone, even if he is prepared and takes strict precautions, it will be of no use! As long as you are blacklisted by our Jianaimen, no matter how hard you struggle, you will definitely die!"

This hoarse voice didn't speak loudly, but the meaning behind his words was full of blood boiling and flying. It was also full of domineering meaning!

Seeing Lin Fengjin running to the gate of the camp, his speed slowed down. The armored beasts that were chasing behind him also began to slow down. After running for such a short half an hour, the damage to the machinery was also huge.

If the opponent stops running, then activate the self-check function to restore the armored beast to its best condition first.

Lin Fengjin shouted open the temporary gate of the camp, and then refused to enter. He turned around and shouted angrily from a distance:

"You bastards, did I dig up your ancestral graves? Are you chasing me to kill like this?"

A lion-shaped armored beast slowly walked out and said coldly:

"Boy, just accept your fate. Hand over the divine ring immediately, and then take one million taels of silver and leave your body intact! I advise you not to take chances. We, the Mohist Family, are going to kill you. You

It must be death! You are bound to die this time anyway, not to mention affecting the rest of the people?

Lin Fengjin sighed and said with a sad face:

"Everyone. Everyone, even if there is any misunderstanding in business, let's just talk it out. Why do we have to fight and kill each other? Besides, I, Lin Fengjin, am a disciple of Donglin, and I also have elders from the sect. You guys

Isn’t this too unscrupulous?”

Another person stood up and said with a ferocious smile:

"Donglin Academy, strong on the outside but capable on the inside! Isn't your disciple Wang Yangming who is almost dead? There is also Lu Jiuyuan who boasts a lot. Are you going to show it to scare people? Hahahaha!"

At this time, Lin Fengjin spread his hands and said to the center of the camp with great grievance:

"Master...Deputy Commander, everyone must have heard this. It's really not me who is causing trouble outside, but others who are deliberately looking for trouble."

Hearing Lin Fengjin speak like this, everyone in the Momen opposite suddenly felt a strange feeling in their hearts. Then, they saw the gate of the camp open, and disciples wearing Confucian robes and high crowns filed out. Then, first of all,

The one who walked out was Mr. Hai, who had a boyish face and white hair, and was wearing a Taoist robe. Then the one who strode out was Lu Jiuyuan, who had cold eyes. Finally, there was Master Yangming who was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out by Wang Chengwu!

Seeing this formation, the Momen opposite also made gasping sounds, because according to their intelligence, everything in Donglin Academy was peaceful and there was no movement, but the cruel fact was that Lin Fengjin

Two masters came to the scene together, and a deputy mountain chief was also added: Mr. Hai Hai, a feather in the sky of eternity!

At this time, Mr. Yangming suddenly started coughing. After a while, he said feebly:

"Who among the Momen just said that I am old and decrepit?"

The person who spoke was in an armored beast, but it was also a red Sirius model. How could he afford to lose face in front of everyone? He immediately stood up with his head held high and said with all his strength:

"It's me, what do you think? You're an old guy who's already in your twilight years and you're still running around. Be careful not to die in bed!"

Mr. Yangming was about to speak when he coughed violently again. He opened his palm and patted the wheelchair gently, shaking his head slightly and saying:

"It is true that he is old and useless..."

However, as soon as the word "Le" was said, everyone, including Lu San who was hovering hundreds of feet away, and the people in the Momen who were among the sealed armored beasts, felt a sense of helplessness at the same time.

Describe the huge pressure! This pressure is like a mountain or a tsunami, enveloping me with overwhelming force.

Just for a moment, the starlight between heaven and earth seemed to be condensing towards the top of Wang Yangming's head, turning into a ball of light. Then the light quickly flew out and re-condensed into a huge palm of light. He turned his hand and pressed it!
To be continued...