Yang Qi, standing in the air, was solemn and righteous, and the qi burst out, and the martial arts storm was vast and magnificent. It was like a tornado surrounding his body, circling and roaring from head to tail.

The archers of the Guangming Cult have long been instructed, so they don’t have to pay attention to Yang Qi’s existence, even if they shoot arrows, the Japanese archers are not polite, and they are eager to shoot Yang Qi.

Yang Qi's bows and arrows from both sides were as dense as raindrops, and the darkness was overwhelming.

However, all the arrow feathers were 1 zhang away from Yang Qi and then turned into powder.

Yang Qi's focus is not on these bows and arrows. Even with internal strength or spiritual energy, it is difficult to hurt the Fengdi Martial Arts warriors.

Yang Qi stared at a place behind the Japanese clan, his eyes were dim and his body was tense and ready for battle.

Suddenly, Yang Qi moved, and all the tangible gale winds around him moved rapidly towards the cigarette pot. Only a little invisible gale wind was left around him to resist the rain-like arrow feathers.

The tobacco pipe pot, which is roaring on weekdays, is like thunder. The tobacco pipe pot is shaking, and the air around it seems to be torn apart.

"Om" a heavy crossbow that was thicker than a halberd shot straight, and the speed was too fast for ordinary warriors to see it at all.

It was this heavy crossbow that forced Yang Qi to wait for the battle. In a flash, the coming was fierce and the dangerous aura approached.

The expected collision between the heavy crossbow and the tobacco pot was stalemate for less than three breaths. Yang Qi's body was like a kite with a broken string, and was pushed back and swept backwards.

Yang Qi's face was flushed and his hands pressed against the tobacco pot. He shouted: "Open the city protection formation."

The city protection formation is the foundation of Guangming City. Otherwise, the more than 100,000 members of the Guangming Sect could not resist the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Japanese clan.

There are no dragon pattern money and other items that can provide spiritual energy in the Seven Killing World. Each time you open the formation, nearly 3,000 gods and warriors of the Light Cult are required to deliver spiritual energy and internal energy regardless of consequences.

The formation consumes a lot, and the Light Cult can't withstand such waste on weekdays. Even when facing the attack of the Japanese army, as long as the defending army can resist, they will not want to waste it like this.

Before the heavy crossbow was approaching, Yang Qi ordered people to open the formation, which shows his importance to this great killing weapon.

The buzzing sound came out again, and Yang Qi's back hit the barrier of the city-modifying formation. With the help of the power of the city-modifying formation behind him, he could barely resist the momentum of the heavy crossbow.

Even Yang Qi, who ranks second in the Demon List, had to sigh: "The world of trapping dragons is really amazing. A crossbow can easily penetrate the city wall."

Feeling the calmness behind the Japanese tribe, Yang Qi slowly felt relieved. He thought that such a powerful heavy crossbow would have to be harsh in the launch conditions.

Even if the Japanese tribe are well prepared, they will not appear again in a short time. Looking at Yang Qi, he seems to be fine, but in fact, the opportunity in his body is in chaos.

Since the city protection formation has been opened, it is safe for Guangming City to be safe for the time being. Yang Qi is injured, so there is no need to fight to the end.

A flashed into the formation and stood on the city wall to stare at the location where the heavy crossbow had just been launched.

As Yang Qi guessed, the launch of the bed crossbow not only requires a lot of spiritual energy to support it, but also requires sufficient cooling time to repair it.

In the final analysis, it is because the Japanese clan does not have the talent of forging talent like Xing Zhen, and the heavy crossbow materials created cannot withstand the amazing killing power of heavy crossbows continuously.

The Guangming City Fortification Formation has been opened, and the Japanese clans are not ready to take tens of thousands of soldiers' lives to break the formation. After the attack, there was no result. The Japanese clan army came quickly and retreated quickly.

This is also the reason why the Japanese people are waiting for reinforcements. They all want to die and not die for fellow Taoists.

The three major cities of the Japanese tribe did not want their military soldiers to die in vain, so they waited for reinforcements from the small tribe to arrive.

The small tribe has few people and little power, and the so-called reinforcements are just a fate of being cannon fodder.

The Japanese army retreated, and the members of the Guangming Cult who were guarding the city were happy, and the people of the Guangming City who were guarded were also happy.

The warm New Year’s Eve dinner and dumplings were sent to the city walls continuously. The people spontaneously organized themselves to pay out of their own pockets, willing to send warmth to the military guarding the city.

As for the drink, it was rejected by generals of all sizes. The enemy troops of the Japanese clan were stationed outside, and the military defending the city was not easy to drink.

After this delay, the night quietly enveloped, and the city of Guangming returned to its just bustle and bustle. Fireworks jumped into the sky and bloomed with colorful brilliance.

Yang Qi, who had just relaxed, suddenly changed his expression. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already outside Chen Liuhui's mansion.

Yang Qi stopped a sloppy old man and leaked out despite his injuries.

Although he knew that he could not intimidate the other party, he could not let him swagger into Chen Liuhui's mansion.

"Do you know someone here?" Yang Qi asked without knowing the reason.

The sloppy old man was extremely impatient: "Go away, I don't have much time to stop me from going."

"What if I insist on stopping it?" Yang Qi frowned and asked.

The sloppy old man had a unkempt head and a turbid face, but his eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

Seeing Yang Qi waiting for the battle, the sloppy old man was also rippling with wind.

"I'll be with you anytime if you want to fight, but let me go in and find someone."

Yang Qi didn't dare to be careless if he didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend. It was even more impossible for a dignified devil to be scared and stand in front of the sloppy old man.

If the other party dares to move forward any further, he would rather fight with the injury than fight with it.

The sloppy old man was also full of fighting spirit and did not show any weakness to confront him.

Just as the two were about to fight, the sloppy old man suddenly reached out to make a stop.

"Wait, let me do some private matter first."

Regardless of Yang Qi's obstruction, the sloppy old man shouted loudly with his internal force.

"Is Xing really there? Is Yixia really here? You sent three letters in a row, Cui, I came to Guangming City. Why don't you come out to greet me when I arrive?"

"I don't have much time to wake up, and someone wants to fight me. Remember to prepare more drinks, and I'm drinking after I finish the fight."

Seeing that the other party could shout the names of Xing Zhen and Yixia, Yang Qi became more and more confused.

Suddenly, the crisp voice of a girl in pink came from the courtyard: "Grandpa Sanxing is you here? Wait a moment, we will come out to greet you immediately."

Not long after the sound fell, the girl in pink and the little boy in blue ran out panting.

The two little guys didn't know Yang Qi, and they also realized that it was Yang Qi who was stopping Yu Sanxing.

The two children were a little angry, and Yixia said quickly: "Who are you? Do you know whose family this is? Do you dare to make trouble here, believe it or not, the Guangming Cult sucks your muscles and shaves you."

Yang Qi was so amused that he was so happy that he came to protect the two little guys, but they wanted to destroy themselves.

I saw that the old man named Yu Sanxing knew Yixia, and he didn't look like the one who came to make trouble.

However, Yang Qi was not so envious that he could casually send a seventh-level warrior of unknown origin into the Chen Mansion, and it was difficult to insist on stopping him.

He smiled and explained: "It may be a misunderstanding. I am Chen Liuhui's friend and I also know Xing Zhen."

"I came to visit today and happened to see someone from Chen's house. I was worried that he would be unfavorable to you, so I spoke to stop him."

Seeing Yixia and Wenxuan's skeptical expressions, Yang Qi was a little suspicious about life.

He is at least the second in the devil's list. The leader of the Light Sect, who owns the Light City, is equivalent to the Lord of the Light City.

It would be fine if you were underestimated by a warrior in the same realm, but you were actually suspected by two children.

Just as Yang Qi was struggling, a sound of affirmation came from the courtyard.

"There is only one person in the seventh-level warrior Guangming City. It should be Yang Qi, the leader of the Guangming Cult. He is indeed Chen Liuhui's friend. It's just a misunderstanding, so stop bothering you."

Yang Qi thanked God, and finally someone cleared his name.

Then when Yang Qi was told that the person talking was a snow-white puppy, he felt desperate.

Being suspected by a child and being recognized by a dog. Is it really good to have such a holiday?

What came out was naturally the puppy who stayed in Chen's house to protect the two children. It could not see Yang Qi's true strength.

However, from the opportunity that Yang Qiyi had spread, we could feel that it was similar to Yu Sanxing. Yu Sanxing was a seventh-level warrior, and Yang Qi's martial arts realm was naturally about to emerge.

Before Yang Qi was angry, Yu Sanxing, opposite Yu Sanxing, was angry and said, "So you are Yang Qi. If you had known this, you wouldn't have listened to Xing Zhen's words to help you."

It turned out that Yu Sanxing had never followed Xing Zhen and others. He was begged by Xing Zhen to stay in Chunqiu County and helped Guan Junlang build several bed crossbows to protect Chunqiu County.

There is no forging skills of bed crossbows in the world, but Xing Zhen has it. When he was in the water and mountain, the village gave Xing Zhen a picture of creating a flying boat.

Feizhou's technology is even more complicated, and the bed crossbow is the attack weapon of Feizhou.

Xing Zhen taught Yu Sanxing the method of forging the bed crossbow. The latter, who made a living by forging iron, seemed to have found a treasure and immediately agreed to Xingzhen's request.

This time I came to Guangming City to respond to Xing Zhen’s request, and I was also forging a bed crossbow. The more cost, the better. One more bed crossbow will make you more sure of defending the city.

When Yang Qi heard a seventh-level warrior coming to help Guangming City, he disappeared in an instant. His face became quite fast, and he had a smile: "It was a misunderstanding that the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple."

"It is a blessing for Guangming City to have a seventh-level warrior helping Guangming City."

Yixia rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa Yu is not a thug. He is here to forge the bed crossbow."

"What is a bed crossbow?" Yang Qi asked curiously.

When he woke up, Yu San woke up interested and talked: "The crossbow weapon that can shoot and kill warriors in the seventh level can also be used as a large-scale killing weapon."

"Fifteen heavy crossbows can be fired continuously within one hour, and if used properly, they can kill 1,812-level warriors."

Obviously, Xing Zhenming's bed crossbow is more advanced than the one in the Japanese tribe, and Yu Sanxing's forging skills needless to say.

When the two hatchbacks are added together, the cooling time is faster than that of the Japanese tribe. In about half a quarter of an hour, a heavy crossbow can be shot out.

There is another advantage. Xing Zhen brought the dragon pattern money. He can shoot heavy crossbows without artificially inputting internal force and spiritual energy.

Among the Japanese army, the people behind the scenes must also have dragon pattern money. One thing is, and whether you want to use it or not is another thing.

Xing Zhen is very difficult in life, even to the point of locking the door. However, when he really needs it, he will never be vague in spending money.

Yang Qi became more and more impressed as he heard it, and finally he thought that he had just forced himself to open the city-shackle formation.

Yang Qi was full of yearning and wanted to build 1,800 bed crossbows now.
To be continued...