I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 479 Killing the ancestors with a net of heaven and earth (four more)

  The choice of the cemetery is not an open space, but a mountainside. This means that there are quite a few trees around, which are suitable for ambushes.

  The reason why the red blood patriarch dared to come alone is because at the level of the great master, few people can kill him. Even if, as he expected, Pei Yuanxian faked his death and joined forces with Ying Zhexu, he would not take it seriously.

  Accompanied by his shout, a flock of crows startled up on the branches, and flew away with their quacking.

  Pei Xingzhi and Huanyan retreated under the **** of their subordinates.

  Zhe Yu jumped backwards obliquely, and just stood on a branch. He watched from the sidelines.

  Everyone retreated, and a no-man's land with a radius of about 20 meters appeared around the red blood patriarch.

  The conjecture has been confirmed, this is an overt conspiracy against the red blood patriarch.

   Then, wooden stakes and thorns appeared in all directions, attacking the red blood ancestor at an extremely fast speed.

  Each wooden post spine is about two meters by two meters square, and the sharpened side is a wooden spine about half a meter long.

   Once this thing stabs the flesh, I'm afraid it will immediately create a blood sieve.

  Seeing the thorns on the wooden post grow bigger in his pupils, the Red Blood Ancestor grinned. Is this the only thing? Not enough.

  He crossed his arms in front of his head and was shocked, and the wooden stakes and spines shattered and shot in all directions.

   "Ah! Ah! Ah!" voices came and went.

   This was stabbed by a wooden reflection, and at least seven or eight people fell to the ground.

   But it's not over yet.

  The place where the red blood patriarch was standing suddenly sank, and there was a huge trap, and three huge net bags fell from the sky.

  The net is called a special vine man, which is covered with thorns, wet, and soaked in poisonous juice.

  The venom spilled a little around the trap, and the vegetation withered instantly.

  Very poisonous!

   And the bottom of the trap is all barbed wire.

"Okay, it seems that you have prepared a good appetizer for me, so I will play with you." The red blood patriarch laughed wildly, glanced at Zhe Yu in the distance, and then glanced at the one not far away. coffin.

   Just as he was approaching the bottom of the trap, the red blood patriarch pointed his finger, and his body seemed to be dragged by the cloud, and he would not fall again. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and held it on the top of his head. The nets began to tighten, straighten, and cracked inch by inch, turning into prophecy powder.

  Just when he wanted him to go to the ground, vines swayed among the trees in mid-air. More than a dozen lurking masters, with their arms wrapped around the vines, swayed and shot arrows at the red blood patriarch.

  Suddenly, arrows flew in disorder, densely packed.

  Of course, the red blood patriarch has not yet become a sieve. His toga and sleeves are swinging in the air, striking with force. The random arrows changed direction under his sleeve, going where they came from.

  The sound of "嗤嗤嗤" broke through the wind, it was the dull sound of random arrows piercing the flesh, hissing in pain.

  The vine was cut in half, and the master on the vine fell to the ground.

   But the formation is not chaotic, their movements are uniform, their hind feet are slightly bent to maintain their balance, their right arms are stretched forward, and sleeve arrows are shot from their wrists.

   This round is a veritable hidden weapon battle.

   One after another, the coordination is seamless.

  At first, the Chixue Patriarch wanted to watch the show, but he couldn't cope with it with all his strength. However, beating him lost his patience. These people may be masters of various sects and organizations, but in the eyes of the Chixue Patriarch, they are still like ants. How could he, such a towering tree, be willing to be shaken by gnats?

  He hit harder, and blood began to spray around the graveyard, trickling.

   Someone fell, and someone rushed up.

   "Okay, it's time to end!"

  The red blood patriarch launched a big move, not that the domain is better than the domain, and it is not that the enchantment is similar to the enchantment. The body of the person who entered it was sluggish, unable to move, and blood oozed from the seven orifices, which was very terrifying.

   "Back!" This sound came from a distant smile.

   This wave of attacks were all under Pei Yuanxian's men.

   With the four masters of the spear as the main force, the four of them held swords and stabbed towards the barrier that did not exist in the void. Blood flowed from their five sense organs, and cracks appeared in the film-like "enchantment", and Zhe Yu's long sword was thrown casually, becoming the last straw that crushed the camel's back.

  The boundary is broken.

   This wave of masters retreated like masters.

  How could the red blood patriarch be willing to be provoked and let them retreat unscathed? Impossible, can't even think about it.

"go to hell!"

   However, his new round of attack was taken over by another wave of people.

   Obviously, the clothes of this group of people are different from the previous ones. Everyone looks a little... bloated, to be precise.

  Without exception, their weapons are long swords.

  The red blood patriarch quickly discovered the strangeness.

   They are changing formation.

   This is very similar to a team of hundreds of people, and everyone is extremely capable. In the formation, their abilities are strengthened.

  Twice, no, four times.

   "The first formation, one word long snake formation!"

  The commander is Zhe Yu, who is waving a flag in his hand, and the flag is painted with a snake. There is a long sword nailed to the seven inches of the snake.

   Few people know that in ancient times, some tribes believed in the mysterious bird, and some tribes believed in the Teng Snake, and the soldiers respected Teng Snake as the Red Blood God King.

  Obviously, Oriha knew about this legend.

  In the lineage of the Pei family, Tengshe was the first to be respected, and it was called "Red Blood" after the ancestor of Chixue.

  Now this mighty Teng Snake is impaled by the Excalibur, which is clearly Zhe Yu's provocation against Chi Xue.

  The Chixue Patriarch was enraged, Teng Snake roared, three times "Po Po Po", the long snake array shattered.

  The flag in Zhe Yu's hand changed again, "The two dragons come out of the water array!"

  The team transforms again.

  The Chixue Patriarch flew into the air and shot in the direction of Zhe Yu, "What a formation of two dragons coming out of the water, is it possible that you really want to form a top ten formation?"

  Zhe Yu directly took over the "Abyss Gaze" from the Red Blood Patriarch.

  Because the Chixue Patriarch multitasked, his power was reduced, and Zhe Yu is no longer what he used to be.

   "Old guy, old man, come and have a try."

  The beard and hair of the red-blooded patriarch stood on end, reaching straight into the sky. It was evident that he was in great rage.

  No one has ever dared to address him like this, his majesty cannot be violated. "You are handsome, but unfortunately, you will never have the chance to go to the battlefield! Today, I will call you down on the spot!"

  The formation of two dragons out of the water means that the soldiers are divided into two groups, just like two dragons. If you want to break this formation, you must prevent the two teams from being connected together, so that the maximum effect cannot be exerted.

  At this time, the red blood patriarch was stuck at the junction of the two teams.

  The partition has been formed, and the two soldiers at the head and the tail were shot tens of meters away by the red blood patriarch, and each spit out a big mouthful of blood.

  Although the array was broken, what surprised the Chixue Patriarch was that although he only used 30% of his skill in one blow, the person who was hit did not die. What kind of resistance is this? Could it be that they have all practiced iron cloth shirts covered with gold bells?

  (end of this chapter)