Fairy Desire

The sound of thumping drums, pattering footsteps, pattering horseshoes, clattering nail leaves, panting... all together formed a torrent, sweeping towards Meng Xiang, making his heart beat Speeding up, his face flushed, but at the same time, it also made his blood boil and his fighting spirit burst into flames.

Not long after, the army commanded by Mustache had completed the siege of Meng Xiang. They looked at him, motionless, and the drums stopped, and the entire arena became silent, deathly silent.

In Meng Xiang's feeling, this sudden silence was even more stressful than when the army surrounded him before. The air seemed to freeze, not only imprisoning his body and breathing, but even imprisoning his thinking.

Time passed minute by minute, neither the army surrounding him nor Mustache himself moved at all.Meng Xiang knew that they were challenging his patience, as long as he showed a slight sign of being unable to hold on, or even a slight decline in his momentum, they would launch a thunderous blow to him.

If it were before Meng Xiang entered the trial field, he might be the first to launch an attack on Mustache and the army he commanded.But after three years of walking alone, his xinxing has been greatly improved, and Xiao Huzi is really beyond his control if he wants to compare his patience with him.

After a while, Mustache's face changed slightly, because after the confrontation, not only did Meng Xiang's momentum not weaken at all, but his own momentum weakened a bit.

Boom!The mustache gritted his teeth, and suddenly raised the drumstick and struck hard on the big drum.Drumbeats are orders!As soon as the drums sounded, there was movement in the army surrounding Meng Xiang. The archer was the first to shoot the bow. He ran two steps forward, pierced through the gap made by the pike infantry, aimed at the bow and released the arrow. All in one go.

Whoosh, whoosh... The dense rain of arrows was like a dark cloud, covering Meng Xiang, with him as the center, covering an area with a radius of more than ten feet.

Meng Xiang looked at the rain of arrows pounced on him, and he also felt something abnormal, the air around him was really abnormal this time, not his illusion, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

Crack empty!The long knife slashed, and the air in front of Meng Xiang split in two, but those long arrows seemed to not exist, they were not affected at all, and they still shot straight.

Is it just an illusion?Meng Xiang felt astonished for a while, but he still instinctively shuttled through the gaps in the arrow rain to prevent them from falling on him.But the rain of arrows was too dense, and his movement was also restricted to a certain extent. His left arm was still shot by a long arrow.

A sharp pain hit Meng Xiang's heart immediately.He hastily glanced at his left arm, the place where the arrow was shot was intact, without the slightest scar, but he felt the same pain as after being shot by a real long arrow.

What happened?Just when Meng Xiang was thinking about what happened, the group of archers put their long arrows on the bowstring again, and together they shot sharp arrows like a swarm of locusts at him.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and he moved dozens of times in an instant, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.This time, due to his full body vigilance, the rain of arrows did not hurt Meng Xiang.But he didn't show any joy at all. If he couldn't decipher the strange attacks of those archers, dodging wouldn't solve the problem after all.

Before the third wave of arrow rain came, Meng Xiang shouted to the mustache in the distance: "What kind of attack are you doing?"

Mustache answered two words coldly: "Secret!" Along with his voice came the third wave of arrow rain.

This time, Meng Xiang's situation became more and more dangerous. The archers made new adjustments according to his reaction. Both the angle and the strength were different from the previous two times. They were more tricky, more violent, and more difficult to avoid. .

Using all his strengths, Meng Xiang finally avoided the third wave of arrow rain, but his injured left arm was still rubbed by a long arrow, causing burning pain.

In the following time, Meng Xiang avoided several waves of arrow rain one after another. Although he was not seriously injured, he still suffered several injuries under the increasingly tricky attacks.This made him extremely depressed. In front of those bows and arrows, the leak-free avatar he had finally cultivated seemed to be useless.

However, under his careful observation, he still found a situation that made him more gratified. The No Leak Avatar was not useless at all. It seemed that it didn't work at first because it couldn't recognize the long arrow's attack.But as the number of times he was hit, it slowly started to work, and the pain after his arrows began to decrease significantly.

At the same time, after some thinking, he already had his own judgment on the attacks of those archers, but he didn't try to break them immediately, but let those long arrows continue to shoot at him.

It's not that he wanted to torture himself, but that he discovered a shortcoming of Wu Leu's real body.Although it is very powerful, it is not omnipotent, and it can play a very good effect on general attacks.But for some special attacks, like the long arrows shot by those archers now, it takes some time to react.

Fortunately, the foundation of the Wulou Real Body is very good, as long as it is given time, it will quickly complete self-improvement, which is undoubtedly beyond the reach of ordinary body training methods

After a while, when the long arrow hit his body and he felt nothing, Meng Xiang knew that Wu Leu's real body was completely immune to this weird attack, and there was no need to waste any more time.He decided to fight back.

Mustache is also a fool from time to time, and he also discovered the abnormality in Meng Xiang, so he decisively beat the drum and launched a full-scale attack.The quickest reaction was the cavalry on both sides of him, like two arrows leaving the string, they rushed straight to his sides, and the long sword held high in the knight's hand gleamed coldly.

Meng Xiang swung his knife to fight, the light of the knife flickered like lightning, but he immediately found out that something was wrong. The troops who attacked him were also like the bows and arrows that attacked him before, invisible and intangible. Did not feel any tactile sensation.And when their weapons hit him, although there was no wound, the attack was real.

Fortunately, he was well prepared. The cavalry and infantry's attacks were basically the same as the previous archers' attacks. With the foundation laid by the archers' attacks, he quickly ignored all attacks.

After a period of melee, Meng Xiang discovered that ordinary attacks were not completely useless against the troops attacking him.After being attacked by him, they will fade little by little. If they are attacked too much, they will burst like soap bubbles and completely dissipate.

The sun is rising!After figuring out the situation of the troops brought out by the mustache, Meng Xiang launched a fierce counterattack.I saw him suddenly disappear, replaced by a round of red sun gushing out, shining golden light and shining everywhere.

Under the light of the red sun, both the army itself and the attacks on Meng Xiang were like snow splashed with hot water, melting instantly and disappearing.

When Meng Xiang reappeared, there were no more than a thousand troops created by Mustache.He stared at Meng Xiang with wide eyes, with an expression of disbelief, and stammered, "You...you...how did you break my attack?"

"It's very simple, use your own way to deal with your own body! You launch an attack with your mind, and I will use your mind to break your attack. It's that simple!" Meng Xiang's expression was calm, as if he was not excited to break the enemy's attack .

After being silent for a while, Mustache spoke with a touch of emotion in his tone: "It seems that I really underestimated you, maybe you really have the ability to defeat. But I believe that I can definitely defeat you. Welcome me The final attack."

Mustache suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which just hit the drum surface in front of him, dyeing the entire drum surface blood red.

After being stained with mustache's blood, the big drum also had a new reaction, and it rang automatically, full of a vast and rough atmosphere, as if it came from ancient times, and it had a soul-stirring power of its own.Amidst the sound of the drum, the red light of the big drum flickered, and it was also growing rapidly. After a while, it expanded to the size of two houses.

Mustache jumped onto the big drum, threw away the drumstick made of human bones in his hand, and tore off the clothes on his body, revealing his strong upper body.

Flicking his wrist, there was a sharp short knife in Mustache's hand.Suddenly he did a strange dance.Although Meng Xiang had never seen this kind of dance, it did not prevent him from sensing the aura emanating from the dance. It was rough, sturdy, and long-lasting, and it was so similar to the aura emanating from the drum itself.

But what surprised Meng Xiang the most was the movements of Mustache. While dancing, he kept slashing at himself with a sharp short knife.

It didn't take long, and the knife cuts covered his upper body and face, dripping with blood, even terrifying!However, Meng Xiang could also feel that his body was gradually exuding an aura that matched the drum and his own dance.

After a dance, the mustache stopped, stood in the middle of the blood-red drum, looked at Meng Xiang steadily, and said slowly: "This is my last attack. I hope you can Hold on for a while, don't let me be too disappointed."

After all, without waiting for Meng Xiang to react, Xiao Huzi jumped three feet high, and then landed heavily on the drum surface, making a loud bang.Immediately afterwards, the big drum reacted, and the red light flourished, covering the area around the big drum in a piece of red light, blood red and blood red, as if soaked in a pool of blood.

Boom... Following the mustache's several vertical leaps, the big drum made a deafening bang, and then there was a reaction in the blood-red light surrounding the big drum, and there was a burst of steady footsteps.

A group of big men with stone spears and knives in their hands, naked only with a piece of animal skin tied around their crotch, came out of the blood. Their faces and bodies were painted with various colors of paint, full of a sturdy and wild atmosphere.They came out of the battle scenes carved around the drum.