The question of "who is the enemy" made Xuan Qi not know how to answer it for a while. Think about it carefully, the enemy will appear soon, and the beard and others will face it directly. If they don't explain it clearly to them and get a vaccination in advance, then they are likely to be in chaos.

Therefore, Xuan Qi described to Beard and others: "The enemy is also a group of Xuanmen monks, and the specific number should not exceed twenty." Xuan Qi said, and used Qi identification technique to find the enemy's characteristics from a black aura. With the old man's point of view, Xuan Qi quickly outlined several key points.

"They are as fast as the wind, they are in a cold-blooded and ruthless as if they are puppets controlled by magicians, with considerable combat power." Xuan Qi said, and did not forget to instruct: "Once you find such a creature, don't make a fuss. They also have weaknesses, hit the eyes, print the hall, and put on the Adam's apple. In short, they also have weaknesses that humans have. As long as they fight according to their weaknesses, they can still kill them."

After hearing Xuan Qi's tips, Beard and others nodded. After following Xuan Qi these days, they had never seen anything. So they were all a little surprised.

The old man suddenly said in Xuan Qi's ear: "There is still a trump card in your body. Do you want to use it?

Xuan Qi was confused first and then suddenly realized that the seven sets of bronze armor and a set of silver armor collected in the Vatican last time were hidden in the Yanbo Cave Heaven, and it is really suitable to take it out now.

Just as he wanted to take it out, Xuan Qi was a little hesitant again. If he had too many people talkatively, would it leave hidden dangers if he had room for this trump card?

The old man showed a different kind of cunning at this time and smiled at Xuan Qi, "There are more than 300 people carrying more than 300 bags. You can find a few bags and stuff the armor into it. At that time, they all think it is the armor carried by others..."

Sometimes complex things can be solved with very simple logic. This is a very simple misalignment, but Xuan Qi thinks such a simple thing is complicated.

Following the old man's instructions, Xuan Qi quietly found a corner, quietly found a bag, and then took out eight sets of armor and seven weapons from the space. He used a roll of wrapping to complete the disguise.

Looking at the black gas gradually coming from afar, Xuan Qi greeted Beard and others: "Beard, Steel Teeth, Xiaochun...you all come here."

Eight strong men rushed over, and then saw Xuan Qi open the package and take out pieces of ancient armor from it.

Looking at these armors, Xiaochun was stunned for a moment, then reached out and knocked on his helmet and asked, "Mr. Xuan, what are you doing with these tin cans? Do you want to wear these things to fight?"

Xuan Qi pointed his head and said, "It's just about wearing these things to fight." As he said that, he put his helmet on Xiaochun's head, and then urged him, "Hurry, hurry up, don't waste time."

"What are these things?" Beard was stunned: "Can you block the bullet?" He also picked up the axe with both hands and swung it twice.

"This is the armor that blesses the sacred magic power. Not to mention blocking bullets, the shells can also block them." Xuan Qi picked up another helmet and directly pressed it on his beard's head: "Don't forget to me, soldiers are the duty of obeying orders. Change these armors quickly. You are the main force when you fight later."

"PJ" When Xuan Qi brought out the soldiers to obey orders as their duty, Beard and others had no choice. Not to mention wearing a few medieval armor, they would have to wear even women's clothes.

As all eight people changed into armor, the beard was wearing silver armor, so he had no weapons and held the assault rifle in his hands. The beard, which felt very different, jumped gently and said self-deprecatingly: "I am like a large can of iron now."

Xiaochun was aware of the goods, holding the axe in both hands, and after waving it, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "How could this happen? I feel that my body is full of strength, as if I have returned to the age of eighteen, no stronger than the age of eighteen."

"The armor full of magic power is definitely different from ordinary ones. You all scattered and organized into several camps, waiting for my signal. I will take you to charge if necessary." With these eight sets of armor, Xuan Qi felt very at ease.

Beard touched his head and said, "They all have weapons, I have nothing to do, what will I use to hit them? Fist?"

"This" beard makes a lot of sense, which stumped Xuan Qi at once, but it couldn't stump Lao Feng. There was also a set of God's armed forces in Yanbo Cave Heaven. Xuan Qi pretended to look for other packages, and then took out the holy sword and shield from it.

Beard held two weapons and waved them hard, with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was very satisfied with these two weapons and very satisfied.

The black smoke rolled and the demonic wind blew. The mage wrapped in a thousand mercenaries and twelve wizards and martial artists, rushed forward with great momentum.

At this moment, the sky became bright and the fish belly appeared in the east. After the change of this night, dawn was coming and darkness would dissipate. With the glimmer of dawn, Xuan Qi could see the dense figures on the opposite side, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. There was actually a mixed legion of thousands of people, a mixed army of monks and mercenaries?

The Giant Elephant Mercenary is definitely the most miserable mercenary in the world. He runs forward in disorganized ways like driving a duck. Behind him are the twelve gods of killing, and finally there is a guy full of strange magic. All the mercenaries rushed forward in horror, with fear flashing in their eyes.

There is a dilemma. When you run forward, you are afraid that the enemy ahead will shoot, and your brain will burst when you go back. If you go back, you will die. If you don’t go, you will die. If you don’t go, you will die. One will die for one death, and the other will die for ten deaths. In this case, you can only rush forward with your feet.

"Why are they all mercenaries?" Xuan Qi narrowed his eyes and looked at the thousands of mercenaries, and ordered the veterans: "Let them forward a little first, and immediately use a cannon when they are close. If they dare to rush forward, they will continue to attack with guns." They are all old corpses who have been long-term, and they have no combat literacy. As long as they express their intentions, they can complete it.

Xuan Qi did not take a group of ordinary mercenaries in his heart. What is really worth noting is Xuan Xiu, who was hidden among ordinary soldiers. As the distance gradually approached, twelve black smokes soaring into the sky flashed in Xuan Qi's pupils, and the old turtle even exclaimed: "Where are the evil creatures coming from? Why are they so powerful?"

The older the world, the less courageous he is, especially now that Lao Tzu is low in mana, Xuan Qi has just transformed into true qi. Lao Tzu wishes that Xuan Qi will hide in a safe hut without getting involved in danger.

"It's indeed very evil, there are twelve in total." Xuan Qi said, and was surprised: "Why are these twelve auras so dull and dull, as if they are twelve puppets?"

"That's because these twelve bastards who are really puppets, can command puppets hide at the end of the crowd." The old man said, pulling out a long aperture, guiding Xuan Qi out of the mage's direction.

"There is really a weird guy in the control system." Xuan Qi's eyes narrowed slightly and half muttered, "Well, is that girl shrinking so far?"

"You think everyone is like you, with dragon armor to protect him and not afraid of gunfire attacks." The old man said disdainfully: "Look at his body, he is afraid that a shell can knock him into scum with just one shell."

"So that's how it is." Xuan Qi held his chin and thoughtfully. Only by attacking the enemy without any preparation can he win by surprise. Since the opponent's defense is very weak, then you can find an opportunity to snipe him.

The Giant Elephant Mercenaries were struggling and helpless, looking at the end of the rugged path, with fortifications near the river bank. They understood that the enemy was right in front of them, and couldn't help but hold the gun in their hands tightly. As soon as they slowed down, three miserable howls heard in their ears.

The three mercenaries who fell at the end quickly became bigger and exploded. They were so shocked that the mercenaries who wanted to be lazy had a cold war. If they stayed here and were targeted by the mage, they would definitely die. Although they might be hit by bullets, they still had a glimmer of life.

Under the threat of death and under the guidance of a glimmer of vitality, the mercenaries of the Giant Elephant Mercenary Group rushed forward, rushing forward while rushing with submachine guns, and shooting forward based on their feelings.

The master's mercenaries in the random punches, and the mercenaries of Nanyue and some of the countries that often coup, have many similarities. For example, they all like to slam the enemy's directions. No matter how hard they can't fight, they will strengthen their momentum first.

Such bullets are inaccurate and more like stray bullets. There are two types of people on the battlefield. The first is to have accurate marksmanship. Wherever they point and hit, they will surely die as long as they are aimed. The second is to have inaccurate marksmanship. They obviously don’t want to hit you, but they might hit this shuttle and the bullets hit you.

The unruly stray bullets came overwhelmed, like a big net to spread onto the position. The veterans who were pressing did not dare to look up. Fortunately, they were experienced and the artillery positions were all next to the cover. They silently estimated the time in their hearts, and waited for the enemy to rush into the effective range, and then quietly pulled the artillery rope.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom thunderstorm at the same time, roaring at the charge camp of the Colossus mercenaries. Charging in the artillery fire is not courage or courage, but suicide.

The veterans let the artillery form a dense firepower and pour out the fire without interruption. In a short while, the crowd in front of them was broken into pieces and blood.

The just-formed charge momentum was immediately dispersed. How could the flesh and blood body rush through the dense firepower net formed by artillery fire? The sudden artillery fire disrupted the mage's plan. Just when the mage was surprised, he heard the rumbling propeller blades vibrate in his ears. The ten helicopters docked on the side took off. The side door opened, and the six-tube Gatlin with a flash of light began to tilt the bullets downwards. It was so miserable that it was just using a meat grinder to cut the dumpling filling.
Chapter completed!