Fairyland, Big Problem

"You're here again..."

Feipengguan, the military field.

Commander Feipeng sat high on the main seat, and in the center of the battlefield area where the soldiers were performing, stood Xie Sha wearing a hat and a leopard.

More than a month ago, this evil spirit in minion clothing came to Feipeng Pass, saying that he wanted to share his cultivation experience with Master Feipeng.

Learn from, practice and experience

These two words are rarely used on evil things.

The situation of each evil thing is different, and even the derivative evil thing is slightly different. There is no almost universal practice method like the Dark Slayer.

As for Mini Yi Xie Sha, he couldn't understand its purpose, so he found other evil spirits to learn from, and he was very good at it.

"You...let's go back to stabilize the energy body first."

Marshal Feipeng held the handle of the knife in his hand, and his tone was calm, "When we met last month, you should have just stepped into the threshold of evil spirits, your body is unstable, your soul is unstable, and you have no special abilities."

The words stopped for a while, and Captain Fei Peng looked up and down at Minoyi Xiesha.

"See you today, it's still the same, unstable energy body, unstable soul, no special ability, the foundation is a mess, just relying on two tricky magic tricks, what can you do?"

"How do you know if you don't fight."

"You fight them first."

Commander Feipeng raised his chin, and the generals with bows and arrows stepped into the martial arts arena.

That curved bow is not a wooden longbow used by ordinary evil archers, nor is it a higher-level iron bow.

The bow body is dark and deep, carved with the feathers of the finch;

The quiver is also special, like a sword box, which is lost behind the back.

"With it? Its foundation is too shallow."

Minoyi Xiesha shook his head, the cracked bamboo hat couldn't stop shaking, looking like it was about to collapse at any time.

"Background?"

Commander Feipeng frowned. He had never heard this word from other evil creatures, and he couldn't even judge for a moment what the so-called heritage was.

The brief silence was first interrupted by the Fei Peng generals.

"Wu that husband, don't talk too much, want to fight with the commander, let's talk about it after me."

"Hey, why bother, it was the same last time."

Minoyi Xiesha sighed slightly, "You can get into the theme only after you have taught the boring evil things."

"boring?!"

As an evil creature, Fei Peng generals have heard a lot of negative comments from humans, evil, vicious, ruthless...

It's the first time I've heard someone describe it as "boring".

After being stunned for a while, it held the Yanling bow behind him, "After the fight, you will know who is bored."

"Come on, count my hot hands."

Minoyi Xiesha still stood in place, with no offensive or defensive posture.

"Humph."

This move made Feipeng generals quite unhappy.

The bow is disadvantaged in melee combat, and the forward action of taking the arrow and pulling the string is quite protracted and easily interrupted in the scene of short-handed combat.

The opponent didn't take advantage of the archer's bow, obviously giving in...

Or just ignore it.

The arrow pot did not move, the bowstring was loosened and tightened, and the arrows gathered by the evil spirit energy were shot out with the clanging sound of the strings. One arrow turned into more than ten chilling hearts, and it slammed into the target point.

Mini Yi Xie Sha was still calm, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingertips, and the angles of the more than ten arrows were deflected.

General Feipeng's eyes narrowed, only to feel that the opponent's technique was mysterious, and he didn't know the reason.

Before thinking about it, the bronze palm suddenly pressed straight in front of him, grabbing towards the door.

The bowstring swayed, and the sharp-edged blades on both ends of the bow cut into the bronze palm prints. The Fei Peng general turned over and retreated with the reaction force, and there were more than ten sharp arrow feathers as the figure moved.

The magic trick was bounced off again, and Minoyi Xiesha waved his hand, "The moves are superficial, rough, and unsightly."

"Hmph, then let's see the real..."

Halfway through the words, Feipeng general's voice stopped.

It was only a tentative attack before, and it was about to take out a real arrow of the 'turbid device' level, but found that it was empty behind.

Looking at the opposite side, the arrow pot was already in the hands of Minoyi Xiesha.

"you lose."

"I…"

On the general chair, Marshal Feipeng waved his generous palm lightly.

"You go back."

"Yes, sir."

Master Fei Peng narrowed his eyes, this scorpion was too weird.

He has a very unique view on sorcery, and his vigilance is by no means an ordinary evil spirit, and it has a faint meaning of a higher rank.

can perceive its condition.

The energy body is erratic, and at most one right arm is solid;

The soul body is incomplete, and even has a state of patchwork.

Seeing this kind of situation on weekdays, Marshal Feipeng will judge that Minyi Xiesha has just advanced to the stage, and the strength of the lower part belongs to the novice of Xiesha echelon.

I don't know how to stabilize my rank, I don't know how to acquire special abilities.

But the realm of practice it shows is too strong...

comprehension, boundary.

Not a commonly used vocabulary for evil things.

The armor is shining brightly, the pattern on the chest is like a falcon with open eyes, the pattern of golden feathers and wings extends to the shoulder pads, and the generals of Fei Peng step down from their seats.

"You are not Ben Shuai's opponent."

"Maybe not this time, but I won't know next time."

The machete slowly unsheathed from behind Marshal Fei Peng, and the evil spirit of Minoyi paid a little attention.

In the previous duel, Commander Feipeng was playing with a big sword in the hands of a military general. This time, he used his own sword, which was enough to see a change in attitude.

In the history of Feipeng Pass, or the Feipeng Army, the standard cold soldiers are big swords, golden ring machetes, horse cutting, armor breaking, and shield breaking.

The big sword in the hand of Marshal Feipeng is made by the imperial court, and the auspicious cloud and auspicious beasts are coiled around the handguard, which is printed with the texture of the imperial family.

only…

Minoyi Xiesha found that the royal seal on the gauntlet of the broadsword was stained black by some kind of stain.

With the strength of Marshal Feipeng, it is easy to clean up the big sword that has become a "turbid device", that is to say, it is deliberately polluted...

"Broken prisoners!"

With a loud shout, the sound of the blade was comparable to that of a dragon, the magic symbol floated briefly, and the qi blinked and swept across the military arena.

"Is the Feipeng Saber..."

Feipeng Army's exclusive swordsmanship, the same way that Feipeng commander played.

The right hand stabilized the hat, the left hand bluffed, and the knife gang quickly shattered and melted when it came into contact with the palm of Minoyi Xiesha.

The difference in hard power between the two sides was obvious, and the residual energy lifted the evil spirits of Minoyi into the air. When they landed, they stumbled, and the entire left arm of the energy body, together with the shoulder, was broken.

Marshal Feipeng was surprised by the other party's solution method~www.readwn.com~, but he showed no mercy, and had already pressed his sword in front of him.

"The second style, open the mountain!"

Outside the barracks, other evil things in Feipeng Pass could only hear explosions coming from a distance, and they stopped one after another, wondering what happened to the Shuaifu.

The broken bamboo hat was lifted up into the sky, and the evil figure of Minoyi was slightly embarrassed.

Commander Feipeng was brave and aggressive.

"The third style, Cang Lan!"

The blade of the blade is like rain, starting from pouring, and gradually becoming stronger like a sea hanging upside down.

The thin bronze-colored figure in the violent sword stance had long hair scattered, either knocking open or avoiding it, seeking a chance at the cracks.

The commander Feipeng, who was attacking with a knife, was alert, and a trace of dark evil spirit energy had already caught on the gauntlet.

This guy, An dare to think between life and death to take a knife and break my offensive...