Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 74 How dare the foreign dogs run rampant in the Central Plains!
The wild laughter that brought the fighting spirit to its peak, with the help of internal energy, spread like tangible sound waves!
The laughter drowned out the roar of the cannons, and most of the naval soldiers felt nauseous and retching.

But there are still some naval soldiers who are not affected!

The deep pupils under the black and white mask swept across the battlefield and quickly locked onto the warship on the right side of the first row.

"The angry horse reaches the pass!"

One foot stepped on the deck of a sinking ship, as if a flaming warhorse had emerged from purgatory and reappeared on earth.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by the continuous roar of cannons, seven or eight shells with tails of flames hit the front of the flaming warhorse.

Mo Yu paused as he rushed towards the first row of warships on the right side, dissipated the blazing energy and dodged in the air.

His eyes locked onto the gun mounts on the five warships through the black and white mask.

I saw several masters holding bronze cannons weighing thousands of pounds in their arms, and using the intuition of martial arts masters to lock the enemy.

For these specially trained internal strength masters, firing a cannon is no different from drawing a bow, and the Yuan army is best at 'riding' and 'shooting'!
“Ha~hahahaha!”

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu was not surprised but laughed.

He turned over and took out a mechanical longbow, and shot three feather arrows into the air, aiming directly at the white-clothed figure on the warship on the right.

clang! clang!
Two circular rings appeared out of nowhere, carrying energy and hitting the feather arrow, making a sound of metal collision.

However, the hardness of the metal feather arrow and the domineering power of the Mo Yu bow far exceeded the expectations of the owner of the ring.

The two rings were knocked away, but the three steel arrows still headed straight for their target!
A graceful figure rose into the air, wearing wide sleeves and a robe, a jade belt fluttering in the wind, and her black hair set off her snow-white skin and white clothes, just like Chang'e flying to the moon.

She just waved her slender hand, and the two rings were pulled by something and rushed through the air at a faster speed.

Like a madly spinning gear, it kept hitting the three steel arrows!
Hundreds of collisions in a short period of time will inevitably consume the force attached to the arrow and cause it to lose its power and fall onto the deck.

"This young master has such great strength, Yu Ru almost couldn't bear it."

The beauty stood gracefully on the side of the ship, with the sleeves of her snow-white robe hanging down, revealing only her forearms. But like a magnet, she attracted the attention and spirits of many Yuan soldiers, even sucking away their souls.

However, before she could stand firm, a strong wind suddenly came, and the iconic black and white mask almost filled her vision.

"Hey!"

With a strange roar, a merciless punch hit the chest of the fairy in white, and the icy energy penetrated her body like a dragon!

No one really thinks that the Clamp Whispering Monster can stop the Black and White Man's fists, right?

I, Mo Yu, don’t like women!
His left fist, which was deeply embedded in the two snow-capped mountains, was pulled out slightly. Two white ribbons tightly wrapped around his forearm, absorbing most of the force of the previous punch.

Inch power, second stage!

Bang! !

The iron fist penetrated the bottom of the snow-capped valley again, with even greater force and energy!

Before the Demonic Ribbon could be bound, it was completely shattered by Mo Yu's stronger and more powerful punch.

Without the blockade of the demonic energy, the endless coldness could no longer be resisted and poured into the body of the beautiful woman in white without reservation!
Before Mo Yu could kick out with his knee, the woman suddenly burst out with a speed that even Mo Yu could hardly react to, and turned into a white shadow and disappeared from his sight in an instant.

Mo Yu's knee hit the air, and the hot flame energy spread forward, and more than a dozen Yuan soldiers who were approaching were blown away.

"Cough cough."

Shan Yuru's figure appeared in the center of the army formation, her face pale, covering her breasts and coughing in extreme pain.

Crystal clear blood-colored ice crystals overflowed from Tan's mouth, indicating that Mo Yu's icy energy had truly penetrated into her lungs.

The elegant and noble young man, who was protected in the center of the formation by a group of soldiers, was wearing a royal blue silk shirt and gently waving a folding fan. He glanced at Shan Yuru's miserable condition, and then looked in surprise at Mo Yu who was standing proudly on the side of the ship with a bow.

She knew Shan Yuru's strength very well. He was the direct disciple of Fu Yaohong, the leader of the Tianming Sect, and a master of Qi with a very solid foundation from a big sect.

Even if it were the two Xuanming Elders under her command, it would be difficult to take down one of them alone.

Especially the lustful Lu Zhangke, who was completely suppressed by this woman who had practiced the art of seduction to her bones. Under the influence of her seduction, an ordinary man would be considered determined if he could exert 80% of his full strength out of 100.

Yet, Shan Yuru was severely injured by two punches from this strange master! Could it be that this guy who called himself the Black and White Lord had already reached the realm of a top-notch martial artist?

Bang! boom! Boom!
After a brief moment of contemplation, when Zhao Min came to her senses, she saw the madman wearing a black and white mask, carrying a longbow on his back, and rushing towards her with just his fists and palms.

Elite soldiers who had fought their way out of the battlefield and possessed internal strength were knocked down by the fists like grass being cut, or were blown away by the strong wind created by the iron palms.

Mo Yu was in a killing mood, his black clothes were completely soaked with blood, and he suddenly grabbed the wrist of a school officer holding a sword with his grappling hand.

The long sword struck the air, making a sound due to the internal energy accumulated in the blade.

"Even in its final years, the army still has such skilled fighters. This is worthy of the great unified dynasty!"

Mo Yu snatched the sword and beheaded the Yuan army officer who had already cultivated internal strength.

Killing it with all his strength is Mo Yu's greatest respect for the enemy!

With a wave of his hand, blood splattered everywhere.

Keng!
The bloodless sword made a humming sound, and its bone-chilling cold light shone brightly in the eyes of the Yuan army soldiers.

Mo Yu stopped and stood with his sword in hand. For a moment, no one in the Yuan army, who were known for their ferocity, dared to step forward.

"Whoo~"

Mo Yu exhaled deeply, breathing in a foul breath that smelled of rust.

The meridians in the body circulate, and the internal force generated from the foundation is transformed into qi through the second heavenly palace in the body to replenish the consumption.

He was not the hero Mo Yu, and he did not have the blue buff that could be circulated through his mind independently. The short and intense battle had already made Mo Yu clearly feel that his blue energy had dropped a lot.

“It seems a little too late.”

Mo Yu closed his eyes slightly and muttered something that no one could understand, as if he was talking about his mana, or as if he was saying that he didn't have enough time to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

"Kill!"

Three officers wearing scale armor squeezed to the front line. Led by the officers, the surrounding soldiers roared and launched a desperate charge towards the madman who dared to charge alone.

Looking up, he saw enemies everywhere, a sea of ​​black, and he could not see the figure of the young man in white who Mo Yu had initially locked onto.

"Suck~"

Mo Yu took a deep breath, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. His eyes, which were infected by murderous aura and turned red, emitted an invisible spiritual fluctuation that captivated people.

Several Yuan army soldiers who rushed forward suddenly felt their bodies stiffen, and under the pressure of the murderous intent that seemed to be tangible, their steps slowed down involuntarily.

And on this battlefield, slowness means death!
Put aside all thoughts and focus all your attention on the sword in your hand.

The power of a thousand blades is accumulated in the blink of an eye.

The wind is silent, and the air is like still water.

The light has no shadow, and the fast sword leaves no trace!

The sword flashed like water, and the heads of the three internal force officers fell to the ground. The sword energy was rampant, and row after row of Yuan army soldiers fell down, covering their necks and hearts.

"Faster! Faster! Faster! It's still not fast enough! Not fast enough!"

With a roar like a madman, Mo Yu held the sword with both hands and stabbed with all his strength. The sword's brilliant light passed by Lu Zhangke's ears.

Clang!
A few strands of hair fell down, and blood flowed from the ear that was injured by the sword. Lu Zhangke was shocked and angry. He almost lost his life to this sword!

Behind Mo Yu were hundreds of Yuan court soldiers who sacrificed their lives, creating a hellish scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Zhao Min looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

She was obviously used to seeing blood and gore, but at this moment, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, not knowing whether it was because of the scene before her or the fear in her heart.

　Tsk, is there any big guy who can help me upload a picture for Shan Yuru?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)