Landing in the Fantastic World

"That's right! Soldiers should have the courage of soldiers!" Mu Yu smiled lightly.

These soldiers are Zhao Feihong's guards, and they are the best among all the soldiers.

Their marksmanship was extremely lingering, whistling with strong wind.

For a time, countless gun shadows were already in the air, blocking every inch of Mu Yu's entire body.

Mu Yu stood in place and did not dodge.

One hand was behind him, and the other hand waved casually in the air.

A series of powerful vigors ejected from his fingers, and all the gun images were easily resolved.

"Please comment."

Mu Yu looked around at a large number of soldiers, and said lightly: "The spear is powerful and the angle of attack is just right. It seems that you usually practice your gun skills carefully."

"However, Gun Ying's staying power is not enough, which is enough to see that your spiritual foundation is not stable."

"So, I suggest you to put your mind on practice most of the time. Cultivation is the foundation of everything. If you don't practice, even if you are good at gun shooting, that's all a trick."

All the soldiers looked weird, and 10,000 grass and mud horses passed by in their hearts.

We admit that we are very good, but you kid can't be so humiliating.

We are enemies! Who asked you to point us!

Seeing their disapproval, Mu Yu shook his head and sighed: "Which one of the Witch Doctor Musicians can still ask shamelessly, you guys, if you take the initiative to point out that you can't hear you, it is really disappointing."

"Hugh crazy!"

Mu Yu's humiliation made them so tough-blooded soldiers.

After roaring loudly, the soldiers rushed forward desperately, bombarded like a beast that had lost its mind.

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Mu Yu's figure was like a ghost, and he kept flashing in the soldier group. Every attack of the soldiers was easily avoided by him.

After half a quarter of an hour, all soldiers supported their knees with their hands, their chests were undulating and panting.

Mu Yu, on the other hand, was standing on the sideliness. His white clothes were spotless, completely unlike fighting.

"It's too bad."

Mu Yu crossed his arms with his chest and walked up to the soldiers. He said, "As a soldier, I can only attack aggressively, without any skill at all, without any flexibility. If I am Marshal Zhao, I will definitely fire you all. "

All the soldiers were blushing and humiliated, but there was no way to refute them.

Their level was simply unbeatable in front of Mu Yu. Mu Yu used too bad a description to give them face.

"Forget it, I won't play with you."

Mu Yu was too lazy to toss with them, slap in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, the wind raged, and the powerful wind swallowed out of the palm swept all the soldiers out.

After flying out more than ten feet, huge sandbags smashed into the ground and cracked the floor.

Every soldier was bleeding, his sternum was broken, and the blood in his mouth continued to gush. It was miserable.

"You! Bold!"

The middle-aged general was so angry that he pulled out the large sword worn around his waist, and the sword was shining coldly, and Mu Yu was killed.

"You are no different from them." Mu Yu said lightly.

Looking at the mighty sword that came straight, Mu Yu was too lazy to hide.

When the big knife fell down, Mu Yu's hand finally moved. He stretched out two fingers, and clamped the knife edge impartially.

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