On the top of Mount Lu, as Fang Xiu announced that the Battle of Mount Laoshan would officially begin tomorrow, almost all players entered a state of preparation and began to check ammunition, firearms, and refill missing ammunition.

While the War Mission on Mount Laoshan is open, there are special regulations regarding the unlimited supply of ammunition for everyone. This also makes most players use the War Mission to practice their guns crazily. All kinds of gunshots can be heard on Mount Laoshan throughout the afternoon.

"One shot to the head, and I declare that tomorrow will be the day when I, the King of Chickens, will appear. Then I will shoot one head." The stick maker blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the 98K gun and said with a handsome pose.

"It's the same headshot, but it's still a moving target. Tomorrow's chicken king is obviously me." The sword seller pushed the bearskin hat he made and also made a cold gesture.

"Well, my marksmanship has been stable enough to hit the moving target. Tomorrow will be the time for me to kill randomly." Shi Boring also blew the smoke on the barrel of the AK47.

"Where did you get this kind of confidence? You just hit the target." The stick-maker said unconvinced.

"It's not a big problem. I'm not a sniper. According to the ratio during World War II, a soldier can kill an enemy with an average of more than 2,300 bullets. I am definitely higher than this. I can kill an enemy with at least ten bullets. Under high-intensity fire suppression, I can still do it."

Kill enough enemies."

Shi Boring waved his hand, then patted the staff master's shoulder and said: "On the contrary, it's you two. During World War II, snipers killed an enemy every 1.3 bullets on average. They are not magicians. As magicians, you two

You have to be better than this, right? So you still need to train harder."

The staff master was stunned when he heard this. What he said made sense, but why did it feel like something was wrong?

Before the staff maker could react, Shi Boring patted the staff maker's shoulder again and said: "Anyway, practice your guns well. After this mission, there will be no chance of unlimited bullets."

After saying that, Shi Boran once again picked up the AK47 and started shooting. There were countless people in the entire shooting range who were practicing their guns as crazily as him. After all, the opportunity for free prostitution could not be wasted.

Fang Xiu doesn't really care about the players' behavior of taking advantage. After all, these guns and ammunition are donated by a certain Bald Eagle for free. As a person who is not greedy, Fang Xiu feels that he only earns money for the guns.

That's enough.

And if necessary, the US military has other bases and warehouses. It is really a waste that it hoards so many guns and ammunition but does not use them. Fang Xiu must help them.

There is no other way, Fang Xiu is such a helpful person.

High above the warlock tower, the helpful Fang Xiu was quietly looking at the map of the entire Henan Province. After this battle, he would completely take over the Henan Province, start the path of a true power minister, and then use the power of the entire empire to

Strength moves towards a higher realm of warlock.

As for those power magistrate affairs and general judges in Henan Prefecture, he will clear them out together when the time comes. This will be the beginning of the path of a powerful minister. After all, acting arbitrarily and excluding dissidents is what a powerful minister should do.

Reaching out and tapping on the map of Henan Prefecture, Fang Xiu said calmly: "As the first force to experience natural disasters, that Jade Rakshasa should feel honored. I will capture him alive and kill him with my own hands in Luoyang."

………

However, when the entire Xiaoshan Mountain was preparing for war, not everyone was busy. The demon-suppressing master of White Horse Temple was meditating at this time.

Since going up the mountain, the Demon-Cutting Master of White Horse Temple has been assigned to guard Feng Shisanniang, Yu Liancheng, Duan Cheng, and Wu Qing. No one has arranged other things for him. The Demon-Cultivating Master of White Horse Temple is also happy to be at ease.

So I spend a lot of time meditating and chanting sutras every day.

However, although he was meditating at this time, the master of demon-subduing at White Horse Temple did not recite sutras. Instead, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub the ribs on his chest and sucked in the cold air.

"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"

Last time, the guy named Azu took some kind of weapon, and even his Wushou Zen body couldn't withstand it. In the end, his ribs were broken, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

Of course, what made Master Fu Mo angry was not that the turtle grandson injured him. After all, he had agreed to test the weapon, and he agreed.

The turtle grandson who made Master Fu Mo really angry ran away after hurting him. He didn't even know how to help him. He lay on the ground for a long time before he got up, just like a tortoise lying on the ground.

Even those Jinyi guards went too far and talked about whether he was practicing some toad skills or bastard skills, which was really damaging.

"That turtle grandson named Azu must not let the monk see him again, otherwise I will hit him a hundred times with my Zen staff." Master Fumo held the Zen staff and said with a puzzled look on his face.

However, although he is not relieved, Master Fu Mo still has to admit that the weapon is really terrifying. If an ordinary master is injured if it touches it, it will be killed. That is to say, his Wushou Zen body is almost perfect and the master realm has reached its peak.

Survive.

And if this thing occupies the heights of Mount Wei, it will really be a barrier for one man and no one can get around it. Even tens of thousands of martial arts people will not be able to fight it.

Facts have proved that there is indeed a big secret hidden on Mount Wei as the warlock said.

However, after the Demon-Cutting Master of White Horse Temple told Lin Bixie about this matter, Lin Bixie said that it was not a big secret at all. This made the Demon-Cutting Master of White Horse Temple unable to figure out what secret the warlock was talking about.

Are there any hidden secrets?

Thinking of this, the demon master of White Horse Temple couldn't help scratching his head.

At this moment, a weak voice sounded from behind.

"Master, tens of thousands of people in the green forests from the north and south are about to attack Mount Wei. The defense on Mount Wei will inevitably be broken. If you let me go now, I will be very grateful."

This is the voice of Yu Liancheng. Ever since this guy was taken over by Zen Master Baima Temple from the hands of I really don't eat vegetarian food, this guy has gradually recovered from his extremely weak state.

And just after this guy recovered a little, this guy was trying to persuade the master of subduing demons to let him go every evening.

After coming back to his senses from his thoughts, the Demon-Cutting Master of Baima Temple glanced at Yulian City, shook his head and said:

"The benefactor of Yulian City thinks that the Weishan Mountain is about to be destroyed, but the monk doesn't think so. The benefactor should just stay calm. Your Majesty probably won't be able to get here, and I won't be able to save you."

"Master, do you think my father Yu Luosha is not strong enough?" Yu Liancheng's weak voice said.

The demon-suppressing master of White Horse Temple shook his head when he heard this and said: "Although your father is the strongest person in the South Green Forest for hundreds of years, and has even touched the threshold of the land gods, he should not have hit here."

Having said this, the Master of Demon Subduing from White Horse Temple raised his head and glanced at the Warlock Tower and said: "You have been sealed, so you can't feel how desperate that tower is. It is an insurmountable despair, even for your father.

"

From the perspective of the demon master of White Horse Temple, the warlock tower reaching into the sky looked like a terrifying monster, exuding an aura that made him fear.

Lin Pixie said that if there is a place in the world where people can become Buddhas, then it must be here.

But the demon master of White Horse Temple feels that this is more like a demon cave, and a terrifying demon is about to escape from here.
Chapter completed!