I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

The halberd was full of evil spirits.

Looking at the halberd in his hand, Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a little excited.

What Zhu Mang said before was indeed true. This new halberd was several times better than the previous one.

Under the sunlight, the red halberd flashed with a strange light.

Some arc-like evil spirits could be seen on the halberd, flickering and looking extremely mysterious.

The soldiers who were watching came forward one after another, wanting to get closer.

Even the Zhang brothers, Liu Qingshan, Wang Quezi and others couldn't help but come to join in the fun.

They seemed to have never seen such a strange evil soldier, so they were also very curious like the soldiers.

But no matter how you look at it,

this halberd doesn't seem to be for good people.

On the contrary, it looks a bit like the demonic weapon that the storyteller in the tavern talked about.

However, it is just right for Wei Yuan, and it is very suitable.

I don't know if it is because of the blood sacrifice, but the surface of this bone halberd can still smell a faint bloody smell.

A ray of sunlight shines on the tip of the halberd, and a cold light flashes.

Wei Yuan picked up the halberd and practiced his halberd skills in this training ground.

The halberd is surging, as if it has a force of ten thousand pounds and a posture of pulling up mountains.

Then, it is like a spirit snake swimming, dazzling and elusive.

Suddenly, a tiger roar sounded, Wei Yuan shook his wrist, and the halberd fell lightly to the ground.

The evil spirit on the tip of the halberd rolled up, and a ferocious tiger head suddenly poked out from it.

There was a "boom".

A nine-foot-circle pit suddenly appeared on the sand.

Everyone present was amazed and stepped back.

No one present was sure to resist this light blow.

Wei Yuan looked at the pale bone halberd in his hand, and felt inexplicably shocked.

You know, he didn't use the evil spirit just now.

He was just practicing his skills.

"Could it be that the evil spirit that appeared just now was what I poured into the weapon before?"

Wei Yuan was startled and carefully felt the special features of the evil weapon in his hand.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Could it be that this evil weapon has the magical function of storing evil spirit?"

He continued to pour the evil spirit into it until about 10% of the evil spirit in his body was consumed, and then he stopped.

He could clearly feel that this was the limit of this halberd.

The white halberd turned red again.

Wei Yuan's mind moved, and he picked up the halberd and smashed it on the ground again.

This time the force was much lighter than before.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared again, and a tiger head that was nearly half the size of the previous one jumped out of the halberd.

"Boom!"

A small pit with a radius of three feet suddenly appeared next to the big pit.

"Huh?"

"Good, good, good!"

Wei Yuan showed joy on his face.

"It turns out that this halberd can not only store evil spirits, but also release evil spirits to the enemy, which is a bit similar to the effect of sword energy."

"And the most important thing is that you can do whatever you want."

"You can use as much evil spirits as you want, without any restrictions, as long as it does not exceed the limit of the halberd."

Wei Yuan smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh.

This Zhu Mang really deserves the title of "Master of Weapon Casting".

The evil weapons he refined are not only indestructible, comparable to magic weapons, but also have such powerful means.

This is something he has never heard of.

For Wei Yuan now, an extra 10% of evil spirit reserves is a significant improvement in strength.

Moreover, this kind of wonderful use can be used unexpectedly when fighting against the enemy.

Catch the opponent off guard.

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at the red halberd in his hand, his eyes full of love.

"From now on, I will call you "Tiger Bite"!"

Tiger Bite Halberd!

Wei Yuan, who came back to his senses, looked at the two round pits, one large and one small, in the middle of the parade ground and coughed awkwardly.

I should have gone to the wasteland outside the city earlier.

This is not a Ho Ho man!

A good parade ground was made into such a mess.

Wei Yuan waved to the soldiers watching embarrassedly.

"Come over here, help the adults fill these two pits."

Hearing this, several soldiers didn't care about their bowls, and hurriedly picked up the shovels by the wall and ran over.

Gong Long, who was standing in the crowd, widened his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of joy of surviving a disaster.

It seems that Lord Wei still showed mercy to him at that time.

If the halberd had the power it has today...

It must be God's will that he is still alive.

Pity.

Zhang Bao swallowed his saliva, as if he had just come to his senses. He bumped into his brother's shoulder and whispered.

"Brother, have you noticed that our master seems to have become stronger again."

"Do you need to tell me?"

Zhang Biao's mouth twitched.

"Isn't this obvious?"

He sighed lightly, with a firm look in his eyes.

"As the captains of the master's men, you and I must work hard to practice, otherwise, I'm afraid we won't even see the master's back in the future."

Zhang Bao's eyes were complicated, and he nodded heavily.

"Yes, even if we don't have the terrifying talent of the master, we must try our best to catch up and not fall behind too much."

As he said that, Zhang Bao scratched the back of his head and smiled at Zhang Biao.

"Brother, how much silver do you have?"

"What for?"

Zhang Biao's face changed, and his tone instantly became cold.

"You just said you would work hard to cultivate, and now you want to take the silver to a brothel?"

"No..."

Zhang Bao wanted to cry but had no tears, and said with a wronged look on his face.

"What do you think of my brother!"

"Then why do you want the silver?"

Zhang Biao glanced at this unreliable brother suspiciously.

His eyes were full of vigilance.

Zhang Bao put his arm around his brother's shoulders and whispered in his ear.

"I'll ask the adults later to see how much silver Master Zhu needs."

"Do you want to cast weapons too?"

"No, no, no!"

"Casting is definitely expensive, but didn't Master Zhu say yesterday that it can be recast!"

"It just so happens that the adults still have a lot of demon bones, it would be a waste to leave them there."

"When the time comes, I'll ask the adults for a few..."

"Hehe."

Zhang Biao frowned.

"Is the new evil soldier not easy to use?"

"Yes... a little!"

Zhang Bao stuttered, embarrassed.

"The new evil soldier is more than enough for the brothers in the evil body realm."

"But it is still a little weak for the two of us who have cultivated the evil wheel."

Seeing that Zhang Biao was still struggling, Zhang Bao said anxiously with a flushed face.

"Master of Weapon Casting came to our military mansion. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"If you miss this village, you will miss this shop."

"Besides, if you and I can become stronger, can't we help our master share some pressure?"

Thinking for a moment,

He felt that what his brother said was still reasonable.

It is not easy for the master of weapon casting to come to the remote Lin'an once, and it is not known when he will come again.

If after a period of time, the two of them become stronger, but they don't have the right evil soldiers, it will be a big problem.

With such an opportunity, I don't care about my face.

I should fight for it.

Thinking of this,

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Go ask our master first!"

"If the master agrees, I will do as you say!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Bao cleared his throat, patted his military uniform, and walked towards Wei Yuan.