There are many hidden tasks in Guiyang City, and it is not uncommon to meet one, few of them are of high value, and Zhang Fang has no intention of exploring the hidden tasks at this time, he threw the mortal Xiao Er, who was only fifteen, in the corner of the wall, and no longer cared about it.

Zhang Fang warned the little two a few words, bluffed him, and then took out the Sumeru purple sand bottle again, this time he had learned a long lesson, poured out the Fanjing Phantom Xia smoke in the bottle little by little, and at the same time used the Hundred Miao Fayun Alchemy Technique to control this fifth-order training weapon material and prevent it from spreading.

As the controlled Fanjing Phantom Xia Smoke became more and more, Zhang Fang's mana consumption became larger and larger, but this time he had already prepared, and instead of consuming the precious Yujin San, he took out a red pill and swallowed it, this red pill was a third-order pill Huoyun Pill that was bought at the auction house, which can restore 450 mana at one time, which is enough to use, of course, the price is also extremely expensive, one will cost half a tael of gold, he gritted his teeth, and only bought twenty.

Heaven and earth treasures, all have wonderful functions, even the blood stained qi of the gourd, if it is not controlled by the earth yin gourd, can also make Zhang Fang suffer a big loss, which he only learned later.

Fortunately, in addition to consuming twenty Fire Cloud Pills and more than ten ordinary pills, there was no further trouble in refining the treasure this time, and after a long period of refining, the three thousand Fanjing Illusory Xia Smoke finally turned into a cloud of red and white and fell on Zhang Fang's hand.

"Baimiao Fayun (unnamed), refined from Fanjing Illusory Smoke, a third-order defensive magic weapon, with a defense value of 3300, and a side characteristic: Mortal Dust Obstacle (A certain chance to cause a heart barrier in the place.) Requirements: Level 30. There is a bonus to teaching the mind method naked. ”

This Hundred Miao Law Cloud is a finished product, and its defense value is three or four times that of the Hundred Miao Law Cloud refined by the Blood Stain Qi, but that Blood Stain Law Cloud is unfinished and biased towards attack, so it cannot be simply compared.

The True Yuan One Qi Bead that Zhang Fang has been using has a defense value of up to 1200, which is considered to be mid-to-upper in the second-order defense magic weapon, and compared to this newly refined Hundred Wonderful Law Cloud, it is completely different from cloud and mud.

The defense value of the magic weapon is not only the value that the magic weapon can block and absorb attacks, but also represents the ability of the magic weapon itself to weaken the enemy's attack, otherwise, no matter how high the defense value of the twelfth-order defense to the treasure Taiyi Wuyanluo is, it will not be able to withstand the crowd tactics of the players.

In short, the defense value of the magic weapon is the comprehensive value of the magic weapon's defense and defense.

Zhang Fang was naturally very satisfied with the new Baimiao Fayun, which was completely in line with his expectations, but it was unknown what Su Qi Niang had to do with the Naked Body Sect.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Fang didn't care about Su Qi Niang, he felt that the name of the material Fanjing Phantom Xiayan was good, so he directly wanted to rename this new Baimiao Fayun as Fanjing Phantom Xiayan, but the system did not allow plagiarism, so he had to change it and name it Fanjing Phantom Yunyan.

After getting the Fanjing Phantom Cloud Smoke, Zhang was relieved that he was very good, and immediately replaced the Baimiao Fayun that was biased towards attack, equipped the Fanjing Phantom Cloud Smoke, and then unfolded it, turning into a thin layer of smoke barrier, which was under his feet, gathered on the top of his head, and swirled around him, with red and white water and milk blending, quite a fantasy feeling.

At this time, there was still one person in this room, so he was naturally unlucky.

The black-hearted little two accidentally helped Zhang Fang practice a magic weapon, and now he has to be destroyed by this magic weapon, but this can be regarded as a villain grinding by a wicked person, Zhang Fang slightly aimed at this kid to urge the illusion of mortal dust obstacles, this kid paused, stood up from the corner of the wall, stared at the clouds and smoke with straight eyes, and slowly walked over.

As soon as Zhang Fang saw that it worked, he immediately stopped the spell, the illusion disappeared, and the little two came to his senses and begged for mercy, "Daxian spares his life, it was the demon Dao that drove the villain to do bad things, and the money the villain got was handed over to the demon Dao." ”

Just got a new magic weapon and fulfilled his wish for many days, Zhang was relieved and a little interested in this task, and asked casually, "Where is the demon road?" ”

Xiao Er was about to speak, but when he heard a knock on the door, his eyes immediately lit up with hope.

Zhang Fang glanced at Xiao Er with disdain, he was full of self-confidence at this time, and said in his heart, "The king of heaven is here, and he can't save you kid." Then he put away the Fanjing phantom cloud smoke, turned around and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged NPC, gorgeously dressed, looking intently, and the I on his head was the innkeeper.

This kind of NPC has been dealing with players for a long time, and the evolution of intelligence is fast, he swept around the room, and saw the shopkeeper squatting in the corner.

"Guest officer, you killed one of the apprentices of the Iron Leg Daoist and imprisoned another one, I'm afraid you're in trouble."

Zhang Fang glanced at the corridor, Feng Chou's body had been refreshed, and he didn't know how the boss saw it, maybe there were blood stains on the ground, but it didn't matter, he thought that the boss and Xiao Er must be in the same group, so he said lightly, "What's your business?" ”

The shopkeeper was not angry, obviously he had seen a lot of this kind of thing, sighed, and said, "The iron-legged Taoist has already come, just in the lobby, you go to apologize, let him ask for it, this matter is okay, otherwise...... It's up to the guest officer to decide. ”

After that, the shopkeeper turned around and left, but instead of going to the lobby, he turned directly into the backyard.

Zhang Fang frowned, thought about it, and seemed to feel that he had seen this task on the forum, especially the words of the shopkeeper, which was extremely familiar, but he was too lazy to check the strategy offline, and he was not impressed by this task, which means that the task level is not high.

By this time, it was late at night, less than an hour before dawn broke.

In the lobby of this ordinary little shop, there was only one person sitting at the table in the center, and in front of this person was a pot of wine, a cup, and a candle, and this candle was the only light in the lobby.

All the time is silent, and the travel is clear. It's really emotional.

Zhang Fang stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the birdman sitting in the middle of the lobby pouring himself a drink, the dim light did not have much effect on him, a cultivator.

The man's rank name is Iron Leg Daoren, blue elite level, the level is 38, and his face is a slightly sloppy man, with dark skin, a brown gourd hanging from his waist, a sword on his back, and a black iron prosthetic leg on the lower half of his right leg.

After Zhang Fang finished looking, he was a little stunned in his heart, after all, it was an elite-level NPC, and the level was more than a dozen levels higher.

However, then he remembered the newly refined Fanjing Phantom Cloud Smoke, this game is set in Shu Mountain, a good flying sword magic weapon is the real capital, and it is in vain to have an empty level, not to mention that no matter how high the level of this birdman is, it has not passed the catastrophe.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fang raised his hand to release the seven evil sword lights, and the first strike was stronger.

The iron-legged Daoist was also prepared, stretched out his hand, and the sword light on his back flew up to resist the enemy, and the cold light was in one place, and he didn't fall into the wind.

The two sides exchanged five or six rounds, but the battle was a draw, and neither could help the other.

Zhang Fang was on a whim, he had never fought a sword with an evenly matched NPC, mainly because he bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, after all, NPCs are generally not easy to mess with, unless Yangzhu is that kind of garbage, otherwise he will never be provoked, but this time I didn't expect that this iron-legged Taoist looks rubbish, and there is still a bit of truth in his hand.

Zhang Fang was so competitive that he raised his hand to cover the Fanjing Phantom Cloud with smoke, and concentrated on defeating this NPC with a flying sword.

The speed of the light of the Seven Evil Knives was immediately increased to the extreme, and the sword lights were seamlessly connected and connected together, which was something that could only be done by extremely fast nerve reactions, naturally, without the Fanjing Illusion Cloud Smoke, Zhang Fang would never dare to do this.

The iron leg Dao man's steady sword light immediately couldn't bear it, and if he was careless, he was stabbed, but fortunately, his body was covered with blue light, so he was not really injured.

"Stop, stop, Daoist friends have something to say."

Zhang Fang finally entered the state, out of a state of excitement, where could he listen to it, he was bent on killing the iron-legged Daoist, and he didn't even care that the tables and benches in the lobby were affected and cut to pieces.

Seeing that the words were useless, the iron-legged Daoist saw that his eyes were fierce, and he drank in his mouth, and the sword light skyrocketed, interrupting the continuous Seven Evil Sword Light, and then slapped the gourd on his waist, and countless silver sand of different shapes flew out and hit the Seven Evil Sword Light, and the Seven Evil Sword Light was about to collapse immediately.

Zhang Fang saw that the sword light of the Iron Leg Daoist skyrocketed, and it was not surprising that who played the sword had not yet ordered a special move, but the Iron Leg Daoist created an opportunity and released a magic weapon, but he did not kill him, but first scattered the sword light, which made him very strange.

"Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

The iron-legged Taoist used the magic weapon to completely force the Seven Evil Swords back, but he shouted such a sentence.

Zhang Fang was stunned for a moment, understood, quickly stopped, and then looked at the messy scene in the lobby, this is all money!

The iron-legged Taoist was already close to the door, and when he saw Zhang Fang stunned, he withdrew his sword light, limped to the door, turned his head and said, "Today's matter is not over, and I will definitely take revenge another day," After that, he crossed the threshold and walked a few steps, and then turned back and said, "This is not a place for fighting, three days later, on the banks of the Nanming River, there will be a duel." Then, the man completely disappeared into the night.

Zhang Fang received the invitation of the iron-legged Taoist sword fighting prompted by the system, but he came back to his senses, didn't care about checking the task, and hurriedly walked out, but was stopped by a voice behind him.

"The guest officer stays."

Zhang Fang turned his head and saw the shopkeeper with a sad look on his face and continued, "You have to pay for the loss of this house." ”

Zhang Fang rolled his eyes, "You look for that cripple, he smashed more than me." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head, looking unwilling to give up, "You did it first, I saw it." ”

Zhang Fang patted his head fiercely, speechless, impulsiveness is the devil, it is all a precedent thing, he was caught and appeared, if this money is not lost, don't think about this Guiyang City in the future.

"How much?"

"Four hundred and eighty-five taels of silver, I count you four taels of gold."

Zhang Fang looked at the rags all over the ground, and suddenly smiled, "It seems that this task must be done." ”