Chapter 43 My territory

As a spy in the army, of course, I know some important figures from other families. As for Teng Qingshan... I am so famous now. If I don’t even know Teng Qingshan, how can I be a spy?

"Teng Qingshan?" Yan Baishou's muscles twitched, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Iron Sword Martial Saint beside him.

"It seems that the situation is not good."

The face of the Tie Jian Wusheng changed slightly, "Brother Yan, let's go ahead and see what's going on." As the head of the family, Yan Baishou usually under the heavy protection of the army and rarely goes to the front line. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else... He immediately rushed forward with the Tie Jian Wusheng.

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The mountain walls on both sides of the Niutou Mountain Fire Liutie Canyon are actually two ordinary hills with different heights. A hill in the south is about thirty feet high and hundreds of feet long. The top of such a hill can accommodate up to hundreds of people. However, a hill in the north is different.

There is a small hill to the north, about seventy or eighty meter high, and the top of the mountain is wide and gentle. This mountain that stretches for hundreds of feet is enough to accommodate thousands of people!

In other words, as long as there are thousands of people on the top of the mountain, then... even if the enemy rushes into the canyon, these thousands of people can hit a large number of enemies even if they push stones down. At a place of seventy or eighty feet high, even if they throw small stones downwards, they will be very powerful when they fall to the ground.

Even people with very average military qualities can understand the importance of this low mountain in the north!

It can be said that - taking down this low mountain in the north has almost occupied half of the ore veins!

"No matter what, you must occupy Beixia Mountain." Yan Baishou was anxious.

"Meet the head of the family!"

"Meet the head of the family!"

Yan Baishou and the Iron Sword Martial Saint have rushed to the front of the army. The stretching northern ash mountain has appeared in front. This nameless ash mountain is destined to be recorded in history in the future. At this moment, a large number of soldiers gathered under the ash mountain.

On the Beixiao Mountain, a figure was sitting cross-legged, with a black flame stick inserted in front of him.

The mountain blew, blowing his long hair, but it couldn't shake his figure!

At this moment, millions of soldiers looked up at the figure sitting there, although it was very small, but it made everyone feel majestic - this is Teng Qingshan, the number one martial saint in Duanmu Continent today, known as the strongest martial saint! Just one person there left thousands of troops helpless.

"It's him!" Yan Baishou's eyes cold.

"It's Mr. Teng!" The Iron Sword Martial Saint frowned. He respected Teng Qingshan very much, but... the Huolu Iron Ore Vein was sent by the family this time, and the Huolu Iron Ore Vein is also very important to his Tianfeng Family.

"Head of the family." A strong man wearing black armor and a tiger-back and bear-waisted face said anxiously, "This Wu Sheng Teng is on this northern short mountain. Our soldiers can't rush up at all. This short mountain is difficult to climb. Those who can climb up are elite soldiers. Mr. Wu Sheng Teng's random stones will kill us elite soldiers. Even if he can avoid Mr. Teng's stones, he will fall from the mountain and fall into meat paste."

"Head of the family, we have no choice now." The man with square faces was extremely anxious.

"What?"

Yan Baishou pointed to Bei Aishan in anger, "Look, this Bei Aishan stretches for hundreds of feet, and Teng Qingshan is powerful, but he is only one person! I don't believe that hundreds of soldiers climbed up from all over the entire Bei Aishan at the same time, and he could take care of hundreds of feet at the same time!"

Hundreds of feet, one or two miles!

"Head of the family, his stones are so powerful." The man with a square face said repeatedly, "He doesn't need to run back and forth at all. He just sat cross-legged and threw stones casually, which made our soldiers either smashed to death or fell from the rock wall and fell to death!"

"Stone?" Yan Baishou frowned, "Can he hit him even if he has hundreds of feet apart?"

"Yes." The man with a square face said repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Teng has a very powerful ability to use hidden weapons."

He will never forget the terrible scene before-

With his order, hundreds of soldiers climbed down from all directions of Beixiao Mountain, while Teng Qingshan sat high above the mountain. After the soldiers climbed halfway, Teng Qingshan threw some stones casually. These stones did not hit the sergeant, but hit the mountain wall!

The stones are too powerful, as if a bomb is bombing the ground and the mountain walls are rolling down.

The rocks hit the heads of the sergeants who were climbing hard, causing many soldiers to fall. The first wave alone caused many soldiers to fall down, and some of the newly climbed soldiers jumped down from the ground!

Even if we avoid the first wave of attacks, the second wave began - the stones in Teng Qingshan, directly attacked the elite soldiers who climbed quickly.

Within a range of hundreds of feet, although for ordinary people, they could not see clearly even one or two miles... But he had reached the limit of the physical body and reached the limit of the physical that Jiuzhou could accommodate, his vision and hearing had long reached a terrifying level, and he could see all the movements clearly.

"Mr. Teng!" Yan Baishou shouted loudly.

The sound echoed in the mountains and forests, and all the soldiers listened.

"Please give up this Beixia Mountain... I, the Yan family, dare not forget this great kindness. But if you have any requests, just ask for it." Yan Baishou shouted.

There is no way, it’s hard, it’s only soft.

"Haha..." A hearty laughter came from the figure sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, echoing in the sky, "Yan Baishou, I see you are a man, and you know the truth. Why do you say such ridiculous words today? If you were here, would you give up this Beixia Mountain?"

Yan Baishou suffocated.

...

Although many soldiers in the Yan family army were shocked and angry, they also admired the figure who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain! Sitting alone on the top of the mountain, just waved his hand, stones made thousands of troops unable to climb the Beixia Mountain. How could such a method not be enviable?

How many soldiers and warriors have a sense of admiration and yearning in their hearts.

I also yearn for one day to become a first-class invincible figure on the mainland!

...

The Yan family army was helpless. Yan Baishou, Xiahou An, and the Tiejian Martial Saint were already gathered together, and they were all worried about how to capture Bei'aishan.

They know...

If they did not conquer Bei Ai Mountain, even if they entered the canyon, they would have the soldiers killed.

"This is Teng Qingshan, this is!" Yan Baishou was anxious.

"It's really hard and soft." Xiahou An also had a headache. He wanted to play hard, so why did they play? The opposite side is now the world's number one martial saint!

"Seventy or eighty feet tall, there is no way to use a ladder."

“The rope is useless.”

The Iron Sword Martial Saint was frowning all the time, and suddenly his eyes fell on the big trees next to the Beidiao Mountain. Some of these big trees have grown for a hundred years or a thousand years. Some of them are no lower in height than Beidiao Mountain.

"Yes." The Tie Jian Wusheng's eyes lit up.

"Brother Yan, Brother Xiahou." The Iron Sword Martial Saint pointed to the big trees beside him.

"What's wrong?" Xiahou An and Yan Baishou were stunned.

"Let the soldiers climb trees and climb up to the top, which is about the same height as Beidiao Mountain." Tiejian Wusheng smiled, "and then throw the long rope and throw it directly on Beidiao Mountain to fix it. This is equivalent to a rope bridge... Let the soldiers quickly reach the mountain through the rope."

Xiahou An and Yan Baishou's eyes lit up.

"Haha, Brother Helian is really amazing." The two of them couldn't help but be overjoyed.

There are not many other trees in this mountain!

Who doesn’t have hundreds of kilograms of strength? Holding the rope can quickly rush to the mountain. Those who are good at light skills can even rush to the top of the mountain by stepping on the rope.

Xiahou An's eyes were full of bright lights and said excitedly: "There are hundreds of tall trees around the Beixiao Mountain. Each tree can make a few ropes... More than a hundred big trees, that is, hundreds of ropes. At that time, a large number of soldiers rushed up together, and thousands of soldiers could rush up in a short time."

"So what about the strongest Martial Saint? He is still just a Martial Saint. The innate true energy is not endless. Brother Yan and I have more than 100,000 troops! How can he resist? I am afraid that as soon as my army goes up, he will run away."

...

With the order, a large number of soldiers unified the climb from under the tall trees beside the foot of the Beixiaoshan Mountain.

"Go up, get up!"

"quick!"

Many soldiers climbed quickly onto the big tree like monkeys.

On the Beixiao Mountain, Teng Qingshan sat cross-legged alone.

"Climbing the tree?" Teng Qingshan couldn't help but smile when he saw some of the soldiers carrying large bundles of ropes. "It turned out that he wanted to make ropes and bridges... Indeed, when you all do it, I'm afraid I'm alone, and I really don't have time to resist so many people."

Then, Teng Qingshan slapped the rocks next to him, and the rocks trembled and a large number of broken stones were cracked.

Teng Qingshan sat there, grabbing the gravels and throwing them out piece by piece! The force of 700,000 to 800,000 kilograms made the gravels tear the sky at a terrible speed, and the entire stone was completely burned.

call out!

call out!

The flames broke through the sky and smashed towards the trunks of tall trees that had grown for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Boom!" It was like a bomb bomb, and the trunk of an ancient big tree was blown off, and half of the big tree fell down with a bang.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The stones burning with flames bombarded the trunks of big trees like meteorites.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The trees were unable to stand the attack, either directly blown up or most of them were broken. In short, the trees fell down with a bang, and many soldiers shouted in horror and fell down. They were lucky enough to break their legs, and some fell from dozens of feet high and died on the spot.

The big trees fell down, and the many soldiers around the ground were wailing.

"This, how is this possible?"

"How could this happen? Such a thick tree broke like this?"

Yan Baishou, Xiahou An and Tiejian Wusheng couldn't believe this terrible scene.

"Why is it so powerful? Impossible!" The Iron Sword Martial Saint couldn't help but shake his head, "Stone is not Xuan Iron, and he can't bear such a strong indoctrination of innate true energy. How could it be so powerful?"
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