Chapter 290

Su Mo Yu Yao took a look and found that he didn't know the fat man.

But when the other party asked him to go out, he couldn't allow himself to give in.

"Be careful, there is fraud!" Lou Lan said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter." Su Moyu shook his head. Just in case, he first started the spirit sword formula, then spread his black wings, fell from the Yuanyang tree in an instant, and immediately came before Luo Yunxi.

"Are you looking for me?" Su Mo Yu said coldly.

This time, the speed is amazing, the landing is also clean, natural and unrestrained to the extreme, and the opposing armies are all amazed!

At this time, Su Moyu saw the fat man opposite, walked up to Su Moyu step by step, looked up at Su Moyu, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Wu Xiang's face is extremely rough because of his excessive obesity.

But the smile just now has the smell of a little woman.

And these two extremely disproportionate things mixed together, making people feel like vomiting.

Su Moyu felt a chill and his hair stood up.

Just want to attack, suddenly think of one thing, whispered: "is it master Luo Yunxi?"

On the other hand, from Wu Xiang's shapeless mouth, Luo Yunxi's voice as thin as a gnat said, "dare you call me an elder again, believe me? Fart in public?"

At the sound, Su Moyu finally determined that the guy opposite was Luo Yunxi himself.

But this face matched with this voice, but it always made him unable to adapt.

"What's the matter with you?" Su Moyu asked in a low voice.

Luo Yunxi snorted: "let's talk about the details later. The army behind me is one of the elite of Zhengyu nationality. Although there are no top experts, they are all young and strong with extraordinary cultivation. I'll let them charge from the front in a moment. You arrange the experts in advance and try to catch everyone. Don't hurt me by mistake!"

Hearing Luo Yunxi's words, Su Moyu nodded.

At this time, Luo Yunxi suddenly raised his voice and scolded, "good boy, since you don't want to surrender, don't blame me for my black hand!"

While talking, he shook his robe sleeves and angrily returned to his lineup.

This scene, seen in the eyes of Zhengyu people, made those young people extremely excited one by one.

I always thought that I was a coward who was greedy for money and lust, afraid of war and death.

But look at the momentum of his dialogue with the other leader just now, it is clear that he is an extraordinary hero!

With such a commander, there is strength to fight!

Suddenly, there were cheers everywhere!

Of course, some people in the team of Zhengyu nationality noticed something wrong. At this time, the soldiers were excited, and there was the domineering Marshal pressing them. They didn't dare to express their views.

But in the cheers of the crowd, he retreated to the crowd a little.

The other side.

"What's the matter?" Su Moyu, who returned to his camp, was pulled over by Lou Lan and asked.

"Gather all the experts in the clan, especially those above the border of robbery, and line up in front. In a moment, they will rush over and defeat them in the first round of charge, but don't hurt the fat man!" Su Moyu said to Lou Lan and Feng Mo beside him.

After listening to these words, those people were stunned. They didn't know what medicine Su Moyu bought in the gourd.

But since he said so, Lou Lan didn't ask much. He retreated silently and gathered all the experts who had come together.

Su Moyu himself quietly released all the twelve puppets and waited for the charge for a while.

Over there, after Luo Yunxi returned to the array, he felt the eyes of worship and felt a burst of laughter in his heart.

She held Wu Xiang's sword high and shouted some morale boosting nonsense to the Zhengyu soldiers, but her eyes were fixed on Su Moyu's direction.

After seeing the assembly on the opposite side, he pointed his sword forward and shouted, "you Zhengyu brothers, rush with me!"

The so-called will have the heart of death, and the scholar has no desire for life.

If a coach puts on a desperate posture and rushes ahead, his soldiers will have no scruples.

Whether human or feathered, under the influence of this atmosphere, thinking will become dull.

So in the countless cries of killing, the vast majority of Zhengyu people did not feel the abnormality of things.

Seeing his commander Wu Xiang again, Wu Xiang, who is known for his greed for life and fear of death, rushed to the front. For a moment, he held up his weapons like a flying locust and launched a frontal attack on the opposite side with the footsteps of Luo Yunxi.

"Really..." Feng Mo kept at the front of his camp. Seeing that the other party really rushed over, he was speechless for a moment.

In terms of quantity, although the other party has an advantage.

But this war is a war between practitioners. There is so much difference in the realm that it can't be made up by this number!

"You guys, do what you plan!" Feng Mo whispered, and immediately remembered rulei's response behind him.

Watching the other side attack, the coalition suddenly began to retreat.

Those Zhengyu soldiers who fell into madness on the opposite side became more crazy as soon as they saw the opposite side retreating.

Only a few people found the anomaly.

Although there are many people on his side, he has been vaguely surrounded by the other side.

Moreover, those guys guarding the front look like people with exquisite cultivation.

If you really rush over like this, isn't it

But before they could react, the two teams had collided.

In an instant, the spirit is thin and the sword is flying.

The war of practitioners is a hundred times more intense and cruel than that of mortals.

Under the opening and closing of several Dadu robbing experts of the other party, in just a moment, the army of Zhengyu nationality fell 30%.

And with the passage of time, more and more people fell on their side.

"Marshal, let's withdraw..." a general decided to let Wu Xiang withdraw, but looking back, he saw his Marshal walking slowly to his highness Su Moyu opposite.

They talked with each other with a smile, then turned their hands together and watched the one-sided massacre.

"How could it be? Marshal Wu Xiang... Betrayed him?" the general didn't understand why until he died.

"Wu Xiang, you traitor bastard!" at this time, other Zhengyu soldiers finally found this scene.

Just like the general before, they couldn't understand that Wu Xiang was a traitor.

Among the Zhengyu nationality, Wu Xiang is below one person and above ten thousand people. What reason does he have to flee to the opposite?

What will you give him across the street?

"Aren't you going to change back to yourself?" Su Moyu turned and asked beside Luo Yunxi.

But Luo Yunxi smiled and said, "if I change back to the original shape at this time, those guys can guess the reason. It's unlucky to let a group of people die with hatred for me, so let them die in peace."

After listening to these words, Su Moyu's hair stood on end.

"This woman is so terrible!"