Fairyland, Big Problem

The knife is raging, destroying the dead.

The number of paths is still fierce, and he can also use the Feipeng sword technique of entering the room, and the attack is even more frantic.

but…

In Wen Jiu's heart, there was no sense of oppression that Marshal Feipeng had before.

The evil spirits in front of him can laugh and talk, inherit the essence of thinking and martial arts, and only human nature is completely submerged.

"It's just evil, just kill it."

"Hahaha, stupid boy, just now I didn't kill the killer when I switched, just wait to die honestly now."

[The head of the garden. 】

The game interface, the death coffin prompt, [Let me go out, such a little life value is a curse, tease it for three or five rounds, let it know what it is to be terrible. 】

"No... At least I can't let Marshal Feipeng disappear in the bandage."

Wen Jiu still retains a heart to stick to his promise and deal with it fairly. He didn't expect to avoid the sixth style Cloud Piercer with an injury. He just regenerated himself, and the commander Feipeng on the opposite side whistled.

Then there was the sound of a heavy tread on the ground, black clouds with unusually curly lines spread over the training ground, and the big lizard, with broken limbs, rushed straight to the side of Captain Fei Peng.

Turn over and sit, one person, one ride!

"Huh! My dear, I fight one-on-one to save face, and you still call for support?"

The commander Feipeng, who has been swallowed by evil, sneered, "Silly boy, swallowing human beings is the kingly way, I will not give you any chance to portray the beast of the heart, sacrifice your soul and flesh and blood!"

"Describe the formation of a P, the coffin of the **** of death! The steel armored crow!"

Shake people, who wouldn't? !

Wen Jiu withdrew slightly, still maintaining the synchronization state of the gem starfish.

The large lizard evil spirit has seen it once, and the level and attributes are the same.

Level 44, the upper part of the evil spirit, ice + super energy.

Super energy, ice, and fighting are all within the resistance range of the gem starfish.

In fact, there is no need to consider the ice resistance. At the same time that Captain Fei Peng rides the lizard to adjust his state, the steel armored crow has already begun to sharpen his claws.

Now that I know that there is a tragic battle today, I have to roll a combination of buff skills + arrogance.

The steel armored crow is currently, grinding claws + arrogance.

Even if the arrogant 10 points of PP are used up, the improved hit rate of grinding claw is as practical as physical attack.

Commander Feipeng's weakness of evil is filled with fighting, and the big lizard is really weak, evil, steel, and ghost.

Now is the time to join the battlefield.

"Kill! Let you see the power of Feipeng's iron cavalry."

"Now you are not worthy of the name of Marshal Feipeng!"

The blade resumed, and suddenly the lower plate became unstable, and the steel armored crow almost killed the full-sized lizard with a simple action.

The arrogant skill action is really simple, that is, the elf takes a black gas and jumps forward.

Marshal Feipeng didn't even take this rough action in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the people turned their backs, and the large lizard's leather armor exploded, and it was in a state of half-breathing.

Marshal Feipeng was surprised, and so was Wen Jiu.

"It didn't kill you?!"

The Steel Armor Crow is 15 levels higher than the opponent, and arrogantly pulls up 260 power, doubling the judgment.

If you can take a breath, this big lizard is resistant to fighting.

Crack, roar—

The scene is somewhat familiar. The blood-stained lizard struggled repeatedly on the ground, shaking his head indiscriminately, looking like he had lost his mind.

This is the first time you play with it.

Moreover, Pumpkin said that the tuatara at this time will lack attributes.

"Really! The super power system has disappeared!"

The last time he was chased by the reinforcements, he fled in a hurry, and today Wen Jiu finally had a chance to observe.

The remaining large lizard is pure ice, and the super energy type disappears.

Its body surface transpired a lot of clear and distorted blue-black airflow, as if something had left the body, or those airflows were the body.

Wen Jiu tried to describe it.

In ancient frescoes or sculptures, if you want to express clouds, it is a line pattern that rolls back and forth, a bit like waves.

The airflow line released by the tuatara is not so much a wave as it is called a turbulent flow, and it looks very fake.

Unlike the fog in the natural state, it is a messy airflow hand-painted in ancient style, and the brush strokes are solid.

[Chief, those things have souls. 】

"Huh? What do you mean?"

The coffin of the death coffin hit the commander Feipeng with a shadow ball, and let the steel armored crow fight first.

[In those air currents, there are many broken souls. 】

"Um...it's normal."

The food of the evil is the soul, the negative emotions, which may come from various creatures.

The current situation seems to have leaked out of what was half-digested in the belly of the tuatara.

After a shadow ball was added, the lizard's health was cleared, and the blue-black airflow disappeared in a pattern like... the painting was slowly erased.

"it's wired."

Undoubtedly, it was those blue-black air currents that gave the big lizard super powers, but he couldn't understand the principle.

"Is it over?"

Turning his head to look again, the commander Feipeng, who was already full of blood, was suppressed by the steel armored crow, leaving only a panting sound and shadow of fighting power.

"Wen...Wen Jiu, you win, take my head."

Similar to the experience of previous battles, the evil nature suppresses human nature, and when the soul is about to die, the human nature will recover for a short time.

"Master Fei Peng, wait a minute."

"how…"

"Feipeng sword technique, since the fifteenth style, was it your original creation?"

The style changes of the 16th and 17th styles are too abnormal. At first, I felt literary and artistic, and the fine products were full of desolation.

"Hahaha, the little guy has a good eye."

Commander Feipeng's body is constantly escaping evil spirit energy. In this state of serious injury, unless he uses the environment of the 'Cause of Disaster' to recuperate his wounds, he will die if left alone.

Obviously, it has no intention of living, or it has long been waiting for such a dark one.

"Master Fei Peng, is there any other tricks to the sword technique? I want to see it."

Not because of the dream mission requirement, but out of respect for Commander Feipeng.

The last touch of humanity is about to dissipate, and before taking away the self-created swordsmanship, let it show its final glory.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue...I want to know what's next?"

"It's a pity that I'm not in your era." After a long silence, Captain Feipeng raised his head proudly, "Creating three styles by myself is my ultimate hope for thousands of warriors in the world."

The originally weak soul rekindled the fighting spirit.

Captain Feipeng's final wish...

Wen Jiu silently muttered in his heart ~www.readwn.com~ that was incredible.

Before Kaishan and Chuanyun were available, how domineering the name of the ultimate ultimate move must be.

"Feipeng Saber Technique, the eighteenth style. Return home!"

Breeze, bright moon... homecoming.

Such is the ultimate hope for the fighters.

The vast sand and dust floated from the sky, and I didn't realize it and looked back, and it was on the opposite side of the curling smoke.

The sword posture is desolate, longing, and decisive.

There are thousands of mad bones and pride, and lovesickness hurts the most.

The force of the knife pierced through the skin and flesh, and Captain Fei Peng, who was bullying himself, found that Wen Jiu did not have any enchantment protection or evasion.

The young man in front of him had to use the ordinary shovel in his hand to calmly accept the eighteenth pose.

Boy, may you return home safely after doing your best...