Chapter 445: The Feather Coater (Last Month's Monthly Pass 4400 Supplement)
Outside the Psionist camp. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the ancient wood, a few green kingfishers stopped on the shoulders of a stone man, combing their feathers for a long time, without feeling the slightest danger, let alone feeling that they were regarded as dead wood and stones, and that they were actually living people.
"Five days and four nights! I've finally been waiting for it! ”
Suddenly, the stone man was shocked, and the dust and dead leaves on his body fell one after another, revealing a strange man with a big head and a colorful feather coat.
"Chirp!"
The wings fanned the wind, and the two kingfishers flew up with a scream, and the big eyes of the soybeans were full of surprise.
They can't understand why the landing point of the good end actually moves! and even became a big living person!
The big-headed feather-clad monster trembled, and the original dust and grass clippings fell off layer by layer, as if he was taking off his armor one by one.
"Haha...... Ji Ling's kid finally couldn't help it, it's not in vain that I Nangong asked Ling to wait for this scene! ”
The big-headed feather-clad strange man muttered in a low voice, and a trace of fire flashed in his eyes: "Da Qian's secret hide, after all, he still can't escape the palm of my feather-clad guest!" ”
"Turning into wood and stone, the vitality is hidden, it's really good, but it's a pity that it's still a little bit hot!"
It's just that before he was happy for a moment, a faint voice came, which made his face change greatly: "Who is it?" How dare you come to peek at your ancestor? ”
The voice was ethereal, but with an indescribable demonic nature: "I have heard that the feather-clad monster Nangong Wenling is a few scattered cultivation masters in the northwest borderlands, but when I see it today, it is not worthy of the name!" Disappointing the Demon Lord! ”
Rumble!
Hundreds of birds are frightened, flying insects and beasts are fleeing in panic, these little lives have their own way of survival, and they have unimaginable sensing power for earthquakes and other powers of heaven and earth, but at this time, they are rushing to the wolves, and they are even more panicked than encountering natural enemies.
"Huh?"
Nangong Wenling suddenly turned his head.
Immediately, he saw a black-clothed, purple-haired, evil-faced figure slowly walking out of the depths of the woods.
The darkness around him was like a monster's mouth, but this young man was even more terrifying than any monster, terrifying!
"What a powerful mental coercion! This person is at least in the top 10 of any grandmasters I've ever seen! ”
Nangong Wenling's face was extremely solemn, and he rubbed his eyebrows again, and suddenly felt that the world was clear, and he understood that everything before was nothing more than the spiritual oppression brought to him by the other party.
"Nearby masters, I don't know anyone I don't know, Demon Lord? What is sacred? ”
His eyes widened, his pupils swept to the waist of the young man who claimed to be the Demon Lord, and he shrank again when he saw the scimitar.
Buzzing!
The Full Moon Scimitar let out a clear sound, and the sharp sword qi seemed to break directly into his eyes.
This scimitar seems to have its own life and pride, and it cannot be peeped at by outsiders!
"Nangong asked Ling! You're hiding here, snooping on the Linghou military camp, presumably for the sake of that dragon guard, right? ”
Fang Ming walked to Nangong and asked seven zhang in front of Ling and stopped, and asked with a light smile.
In his heart, he still felt a little lucky.
Originally, I just wanted to peek at Linghou's movements and check the reality and reality, but I didn't expect that under the Heavenly Eye Qi Technique, I found a hidden grandmaster!
With the remoteness of Lingzhou, it was a fluke to be able to produce a grandmaster, but Fang Ming had seen more grandmasters in the past few days than he had seen before.
There is no other reason, one is the level, and the other is the region.
If he was still an ordinary innate martial artist in the past, I am afraid that even if the grandmaster walked by in person, he would not be able to recognize him.
And Lingzhou is about to become the battlefield of the two great celestials, and even the game between the three sects and the five sects and the seven demon sects in the outer region is surging, and it is common to attract good players from all sides.
"That's what you're aiming for?! Young people are not small! I don't know who the elder is? ”
Nangong Wenling was quite dissatisfied with Fang Ming's previous arrogance and domineering.
It's just that I have to say that after Fang Ming mastered the demonic nature, the domineering and crazy taste on his body was really to the extreme, and his gestures were even more incomparably demonic, making Nangong Wenling directly regard him as a person from the demon sect, and there was some jealousy in his tone.
"Ask the vast earth, who is the lord of ups and downs, only I am the demon lord !!"
Fang Ming said leisurely: "Those who are qualified to be my Demon Lord's master are probably not born yet!" ”
"Demon Lord? The little guy doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he dares to call himself like this! ”
Nangong asked Lingdao: "I might as well tell you the truth, there are really a lot of grandmasters who are ready to take advantage of the Linghou idea and are ready to take advantage of the fisherman, and our alliance is not something you can shake!" ”
He said that he was not afraid, but he was very afraid in his heart, and immediately put the backstage out, hoping that Fang Ming would have some scruples.
"So there are others?"
Fang Ming's good-looking brows furrowed, and he immediately touched the scabbard again, with a sneer on his face: "No matter what kind of sect master's combination, with my scimitar, it is enough to get a piece of the pie!" ”
"Also, I advise you not to make small gestures!"
Fang Ming's feet paused, boom!
The ground was sunken, dusty, and then pushed outward in waves, as if the original ground had become an ocean lake, rippling.
Burst! Burst!
Two loud noises came, and in the cracking of the floor, two pieces of colorful things suddenly flew out and fell into Fang Ming's hands.
"Colorful feather darts?"
Fang Ming looked at the small arrow-shaped dart in his hand, decorated with feathers, and emitting five-colored light, and couldn't help but smile: "It's a good steel mouth!" ”
As soon as the words fell, he sent the two darts into his mouth, chewed them apart and tore them like chewing sugar cane, and spit at Nangong Wenling!
Shout!
A long golden arrow suddenly flew out, tearing through the air and whistling.
"What?"
Nangong Wenling's eyes were about to fall.
His own multicolored feather dart is made of five-colored strange iron, and quenched with the poison of five kinds of birds, such as crane top red and peacock gall, etc., with a strange structure, and is good at drilling into the ground and killing people at the snap of his fingers.
As soon as he performed it today, Fang Ming saw through it, it was already a surprise, and the other party's magic skill of biting gold and chewing iron almost scared his guts!
But now, he didn't have the time to feel shocked, because the 'golden arrow' in Fang Ming's mouth had already **** over!
Although it was only a golden qi, after Fang Ming's internal training, it was not inferior to the level of any divine weapon in the world!
The golden arrow broke through the air, sneering, and the wind force alone made Nangong Wenling change color.
"Chewing gold and iron, exhaling hurts!"
This is almost a dream-like martial art, but it is truly displayed in front of him.
Fortunately, Nangong Wenling is not a fool after all, and when he was at the last moment, he shrank his hands and feet, and in an instant, he changed from a strange man with a big head and a big body to a dwarf who was less than three feet! narrowly and narrowly escaped Fang Ming's flying sword assassination.
Whoa!
The whistling golden arrow slashed through the back of his neck, and the sharp sword qi even cut through his skin, and he saw a faint blood red.
"Where did the kid come out of nowhere? Martial arts are so terrifying! ”
Nangong asked the spirit, almost all of them were dead.
"Good! Very good! ”
Fang Ming laughed wildly: "This Demon Lord has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and you are still the first to dare to make a move on me first!" ”
His hand had touched the scimitar.
And Nangong Wenling was temples jumped in an instant, and the spiritual machine in the dark felt a great terror!
It was as if what Fang Ming was going to pull out was not a scimitar, but a whole hell!
"Misunderstanding!"
He blushed, he really wanted to shout these three words, but it was a pity that now every bit of his energy was used under the mental pressure of confronting Fang Ming, and he couldn't even spit out a word!
Because he has a premonition, as soon as he loosens his mouth, the other party will be shocked, and the sword of the weeping ghost and god will inevitably be slashed out!
Under this knife, he must not be lucky!
This is a sword technique that can kill a grandmaster!
If Fang Ming was not ranked in the middle among the grandmasters before, then now, after passing through the world of the Full Moon Scimitar, touching the realm of the 'Heavenly Sword', and holding the magic knife 'Xiaolou Listening to the Spring Rain all night', Fang Ming has undoubtedly stood at the top of all the Grandmasters of Daqian! It even has the ability to kill the Grandmaster!
"Linghou is on patrol!"
The two didn't know how long they had been facing each other, and just as Nangong Wenling's face was getting paler and paler, a loud and dull horn sounded.
The camp of the Spirit Guard was wide open, and a mighty crowd of men and horses rushed out.
Even, Fang Ming felt that those two Grandmaster Qi Luck had left with Linghou's Jiaolong Qi.
"Good chance!"
Nangong Wenling's eyes lit up.
How keen is the Grandmaster's perception? Almost as soon as Fang Ming was distracted, he sensed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"Drink!"
He let out a low shout, spread his hands, and the whole person flew out like a crane soaring into the sky, and in an instant he went straight into the air, and his movements were so fast that it was almost indescribable.
Whoa!
The multicolored feather coat on his body also shook in mid-air, disintegrated, and suddenly turned into colorful feathers in the sky.
Ding!
Colorful feathers swept towards Fang Ming, although it was only a feather as light as a feather, at this time it had a terrifying power that was enough to pierce the golden stone! Even each one is enough to kill an innate master!
"Let's go!"
This hand is 'raining in the sky, flying in all colors' is the famous skill of the feather-clad monster Nangong Wenling, every time it is used, it consumes a large number of feathers of strange beasts and birds, but it is quite powerful, I don't know how many famous players are dying under his trick.
This time, Nangong Wenling did not stop after a blow, on the contrary, his feet moved, and the whole person fell on the branch, and it was another point, and he escaped at a very fast speed!
Because he knew that he would definitely not be able to kill Fang Ming with this move!
But out of confidence in himself, he couldn't help but look back.
"Hey...... Fall for my trick, even if you don't die, you kid will suffer it! ”
Nangong Wenling sneered in his heart, but the next scene he saw made him feel that his three souls and seven spirits were about to fly out.
Because Fang Ming had already pulled out the Full Moon Scimitar!
The sword light flashed, like thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, and the sword qi that could almost freeze people's souls suddenly spread, as if it had suddenly come to light from the night!! (To be continued.) )