RBCT Chapter 879
Chapter 879
Chapter 879 What is the truth
Don't underestimate these mercenaries. Although they don't know martial arts, they all came here by stepping on corpses on the battlefield. They have rich combat experience and advanced thermal weapons, which are extremely lethal.
Especially those below the Grandmaster, their own defense is still not up to the point of resisting advanced thermal weapons, so they can only rely on their body speed to deal with them, and they will be shot if they are not careful.
Moreover, those mercenaries used special high-explosive bombs. Once they were shot, they would be a big blood hole, which was basically useless.
In the crowd of scuffles, Chen Xin also saw a few familiar figures, Chi Yun and Xia Chen, all mixed in their respective teams, fighting with the enemy.
Chi Yun's team is very conspicuous in the snow mountain, all of them are red all over, exuding blood aura all over their bodies, as for whether they are from a martial arts family or a sect, it is unknown.
The most conspicuous one is a monk with a big shoulder and a round waist, wearing a red cassock, with one arm bare, and a faint golden light radiating from his whole body, as if a King Kong descended into the world, very mighty.
Chaos!
Basically, you can't tell the enemy from yourself. Except for your own team, everyone seems to be an enemy.
Chen Xin peeped for a while, but found no trace of the snowy kylin fruit, and couldn't help but slander, no snowy kylin fruit, what a mess!
wrong!
Chen Xin suddenly discovered that those people seemed to be fighting chaotically, but they were actually surrounding a stone. Whenever anyone approached, they were immediately attacked by others.
Is that stone a treasure?
Chen Xin didn't think it was quite the same, but when he looked at it with piercing eyes, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The stone was not a stone, but a two-meter-high tree with a strange shape and a thick trunk without leaves.It seemed to be a ferocious beast, looking at the fighting crowd with playful eyes.
Look at that image, it doesn't look like a unicorn!
Is this...an illusion, or what?
Chen Xin was a little confused.
But he soon discovered that the unicorn was just a phantom, and its body was still a tree.
There are no leaves on the branches, but there is a thin white light curtain outside the tree, which blends with the surrounding environment, making it difficult to distinguish.
For a moment, Chen Xin and Qilin met each other's eyes, both of them froze for a moment, Qilin's eyes widened, as if to say, how could you see me?
No way!
How can a tree be so smart?
Chen Xin was really shocked, but she was relieved when she thought that the treasure had spirits.
Put away your sharp eyes, and look at it again, it's still a stone. I don't know how those people determined the snowy unicorn fruit?
Just as he was sighing, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, but it was the tall monk who punched a strong man at the Golden Core level until he vomited blood and flew wildly.
And the flying direction was exactly where Chen Xin was standing.
Chen Xin dodged quickly, but the Golden Core Realm was in the air, but he had already seen him, and instinctively screamed:
"Ah You……"
Go to hell!
As soon as Chen Xin waved his hand, several silver needles flew out. The Golden Core Realm was already injured, and he couldn't dodge. The silver needles were all inserted into his body, and he burped immediately.
flash!
The sneak attack was successful, Chen Xin quickly disappeared and changed places.
The tall monk listened to the wind to identify the position, and felt that there was someone here, but he couldn't see it. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and looked at his palm.
Was that punch that powerful just now?
Then he smiled dismissively, the Huaxia people were too careless to be beaten, and died before using any effort.
At this time, an old man dressed in Taoist robes with a bit of immortal air met the tall monk with a palm, and shouted:
"Master Mahatma, the unicorn fruit is my China's property, not something you can covet, so retreat quickly!"
Master Shengxiong, the tall monk, snorted coldly: "I have been guarding here for nearly ten years. Seeing that the unicorn fruit in the snowy area is ripe, but you come to snatch it, you are outsiders!"
Huaxia is adjacent to the Buddha Kingdom, and the snow mountain is roughly a border line, but it is in the territory of Huaxia, but it is inaccessible and lacks management at ordinary times.
Therefore, after Master Shengxiong found the Qilin fruit in the snowy area by accident, he lived here in a hut, and no one cared about him.
Master Shengxiong has waited hard for ten years, and has regarded the snowy unicorn fruit as his own.
Unexpectedly, the ripening unicorn fruit in the snowy area caused too much movement, attracting countless strong men, and the angry Mahatma sorcerer was furious.
Hearing this, the old man shouted angrily: "Master Mahatma, you don't want to turn black and white, I am not easy to provoke in the Chinese martial arts world!"
Master Mahatma smiled dismissively,
"It's just a piece of loose sand, not worth mentioning!"
Hearing this, Huaxia warriors all had ugly faces.
What Shengxiong said is right. Although there are many foreign strongmen, after all, there are more Chinese people, but they do not have the upper hand. They hinder each other, and two people die from time to time.
At this time, the cardinal holding the staff said: "God loves the world, and it is not an option for us to fight like this. Why don't we find a way to open the barrier, and then talk about the ownership of the treasure?"
The old man said righteously:
"The snowy unicorn fruit is in China, so it has nothing to do with your Western Holy See! You retreat quickly, and we will naturally find a way to open the barrier."
The cardinal said nonsense in a serious manner: "You Orientals have a saying that treasures are home to those who are virtuous, and it has nothing to do with the region."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you have virtue?!"
A strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes holding a huge sword retorted in a rough voice:
"It was this set of arguments yesterday, and a barrier was opened. You immediately attacked and killed our brothers. This must be settled!"
The cardinal said: "You are wrong, God loves the world, how could I harm people! I just see their sins are serious and send them to hell to repent."
"Confess your sister!"
The strong man swung his huge sword and wanted to continue fighting, but the other Jindan experts looked at each other and advised, "Brother Lu, why don't we break the barrier first?"
The strong man surnamed Lu said angrily, "Did you forget the lesson yesterday?"
The Great Elder of the Cyanwood Sect, Bai Sheng, sneered, "Of course I won't forget, but we have a large number of people, so are we afraid that he won't succeed in a sneak attack?"
Tang Yan, a master of the Tang Sect, dressed in leather clothes and pants, with long legs and high boots, stared at her beautifully, and said proudly:
"In terms of sneak attacks, I have never been afraid of anyone in the Tang Sect!"
The hidden weapons of the Tang Sect are famous all over the world, and they are often highly poisonous, and everyone who sees them will turn pale.
"Yan'er, what nonsense are you talking about!"
A skinny old man hastily stopped Tang Yan from attacking, how could he say that!
Tang Yan wrinkled her nose, stepped back behind the thin old man, and the thin old man stroked his goatee and said:
"I have a suggestion, how about we send out one person each to attack the barrier with all our strength?"
"Mr. Tang's proposal is good, Xiao supports it."
Xiao Xiongbing, head of Tiangang Sect, agreed.
"That's right, one person attacks with all his strength, and the others are on guard. It can be said to have the best of both worlds."
Zheng Xiaoyue, the suzerain of the Yanyue Sect in green clothes and plain robes, spoke gracefully.
"Then it's decided?"
The Great Elder of the Cyanwood Sect and Su Dongcheng, the head of the sect, looked at each other and agreed.
"Since everyone says so, I have no objection."
Xia Lianrui, the great elder of the Xia family, said.
"In short, the snowy unicorn fruit belongs to the Qilin Villa, and this result cannot be changed!"
Yan Chengbin, the owner of Qilin Villa, sneered conceitedly.
Patriarch Chi Hu sneered and said nothing, but flames rose all over his body, even his eyebrows were beating, as if the flames were burning.
The Western powerhouses looked at each other and agreed, but Master Mahatma was very depressed.
"You can all do it, what if I only have one person?"
(End of this chapter)