He had only known Ning Changkong for a short time, and he still had a good impression of this new friend, and he was very happy to be able to fight with him in the same place.

But Jiang Huaiming ...... All the people who have anything to do with the Jiang family, he spontaneously has a sense of disgust. The age difference between him and Jiang Feng is a bit big, and he hasn't directly bullied him before. But when his brother and others were bullying, he never passed by indifferently, and never came out to say a word.

This time, he, along with the five Jiang family children, was assigned to the same area with Jiang Feng and Ning Changkong. Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at Wan Qiyu, and then looked at Jiang Huaiming's slightly smug expression.

It seems that this state exam is not so easy......

The state government arranged to gather there at the time, and left an hour for the candidates to arrange various things.

Jiang Feng temporarily let go of his vigilance against Jiang Huaiming, turned to Ning Changkong and asked, "Brother Ning, do you still have something to leave?"

Ning Changkong shook his head: "Before coming, everything that should be prepared has been prepared, and I will go over there directly now to see the situation." What about you?"

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "I'm also with you." ”

The two walked together, leaving Jiang Huaiming behind. Jiang Huaiming smiled coldly and left in the other direction with the person.

Jiang Feng chatted with Ning Changkong for a few words and learned something about him.

The Ning family is indeed one of the forty-two families, and the family residence is in Baibian City to the east of Taicang City, in fact, Linxi Town belongs to Baibian City.

The Ning family has always taken the test in Baibian City County and Taicang City State. In addition to him in the family this time, there are several other juniors to refer to. But he had a normal relationship with the people over there, and he didn't stay together.

In a few words, Jiang Feng could hear that Ning Changkong was very liked by his elders at home, but he did not have a good relationship with his peers.

He is only one year older than himself, and he is already about to be in the Tianming realm at this age, which shows how good his qualifications are. His temper is not too good, and it is normal not to be liked by his peers.

The Ning family has a family of swordsmanship, and it is still famous for its heavenly swordsmanship. There are a total of 3,600 strokes of the heavenly swordsmanship, 1,200 strokes, 1,200 strokes, and 1,200 strokes.

Ning Changkong is now fully accessible in the lower style, half of the Chinese style is known, and one-tenth of the upper style has been learned, and the progress is far ahead of the younger generation, and others can't catch up.

Jiang Feng listened to his description and couldn't help but say, "Three thousand six hundred moves, it's not easy just to memorize the moves, right?"

Ning Changkong said seriously: "It's not easy, but our Ning family has always had a good memory. And I found that there are rules and contexts between moves, and it is not a random move from east to west. As long as you grasp the rules in the middle, it is very easy to learn. ”

Jiang Feng said thoughtfully: "It should be so." ”

Ning Changkong is very honest with the people he approves, Jiang Feng is clever and thoughtful, but there is no lack of blood. The more the two talked, the more speculative they became, and soon, they began to call him by his first name.

Jiang Feng said: "Your family's three thousand six hundred moves sound like a response to enemies of different levels, according to their different reactions. The lower style is aimed at the enemy weaker than oneself and focuses on group attacks, the Chinese style is aimed at the enemy of the same level as oneself, and the key attack is mainly aimed at the enemy who is stronger than oneself...... The idea is indeed good, but in this way, it is not easy to cooperate. ”

Ning Changkong said calmly: "That's right, my family's cooperation has always been carried out within the family, and most of them are fighting alone in front of outsiders. Outsiders don't understand my family's sword moves, and they can't keep up with so many changes. ”

With friends around to talk to, the distance seems to have become shorter.

Ning Changkong was very familiar with Taicang City, and directly brought Jiang Feng to Shizi Street. As soon as they approached, the faces of the two sank at the same time.

The demonic aura in this area is particularly thick, the air is mixed with haze, and it is clear that the sun is shining in the sky, but the further you go inside, the more it looks like twilight.

The sound of fighting came from the front, and this area had completely turned into ruins. It can be seen that this place was originally a residential house, and a corner of warmth is revealed from time to time under the collapsed houses, but it is particularly shocking.

Ning Changkong clenched his fists and muttered, "Actually opened the Demon Cave in such a place......"

Jiang Feng said calmly: "The difference between races lies in this. There is no human warmth in the eyes of the demons, and they don't need this. ”

Ning Changkong bent down and picked up a comb, which was inlaid with exquisite tortoiseshell turtles, and now only a few pieces were complete. His gaze became cold, and he said, "So, to deal with the demons, just kill them!"

Jiang Feng raised his chin and let out a heavy "um".

The two were about to continue forward, reporting to the city guards, when a dark shadow suddenly passed in front of them.

The two reacted at the same time, and Ning Changkong's long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into a silver light and shooting towards the black shadow!

To his surprise, before his sword arrived, the shadow had already shivered and fell to the ground.

This is a low-level miscellaneous demon, and I don't know what kind of hole I saw to escape. It fell to the ground, and its body convulsed twice before dying. Ning Changkong's long sword shook and sliced open its body, revealing that its tiny demon core had been shattered.

Jiang Feng walked over, and Ning Changkong looked at him thoughtfully: "Your movements are so fast!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "It's just taking advantage of martial arts." ”

Ning Changkong said: "It is indeed very rare for low-level martial arts to be able to attack from a distance. ”

Although when you reach the Yang Ming realm, Ming Li can only attack externally, but before that, there are also some martial arts that can use special treasures to achieve the effect of long-range attacks.

Ning Changkong could see at a glance that the iron ring in Jiang Feng's hand was a treasure, thinking that the lightning was the effect of the iron ring, so he didn't care.

In fact, the current Falling Thunder Palm is already the effect of Jiang Feng combining Hua Su's teachings to improve it. The bright force is converted into electricity, which is generated in the palm of the hand, and transmitted through the air for long-range attacks.

This technique requires extremely precise and skillful control, and ordinary people can't do it at all, and Ning Changkong doesn't think about it at all.

At this time, a team of four people rushed over, and when they saw the miscellaneous demons under the feet of the two of them, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then said vigilantly: "Who are you?"

This squad wears the armor of the city defense army and moves competently. Jiang Feng looked at it and saluted: "We are the candidates for this big exam, and we are here to report." ”

The man at the head of the team nodded, "Well, we've heard about it. Thank you for helping us kill this bastard, otherwise it would have been a bit of a hassle to get out. ”

He walked over and lifted the devil's feet, and said, "Let's go, the station is in front, and first go and report to the head of the hundred households, and he will arrange for you." ”

Jiang Feng asked, "Hasn't this area been evacuated? The miscellaneous demons have low intelligence, and it won't be a big deal if they run out, why are they so vigilant?"

The man shook his head and sighed: "Taicang City is a huge city, how can it be completely evacuated? Now it is just a matter of evacuating some civilians near the devil's den." Two hundred paces further back from where you are standing, there are still a large number of civilians in the room. It is easy for Wu Xiu to clean up when he encounters miscellaneous demons, and if civilians encounter them, there will definitely be casualties!"

Jiang Feng and Ning Changkong glanced back at the same time, and Jiang Feng asked, "Is there any other line of defense?"

The man said: "There are not enough manpower resources, how can we do it so perfectly? ”

They soon came to a ruin.

It used to be the back garden of a large family, but now all the houses on the left and right have been reduced to ruins by the fighting, and the trees in the garden have been cut down to clear an open space.

The open space is divided into two parts, one part is a large tent, where people enter and exit, and it is obviously the command center of this Devil's Den war zone.

On the other side were three rows of small tents, and a faint ** sound came from inside, apparently all of them were wounded soldiers.

As soon as they arrived, the bloody qi mixed with the demonic qi rushed to their nostrils, and the harshness of the war suddenly enveloped them.

The man took them here and left, and the two stood in front of the tent, and people kept walking by, and no one looked at them as if they were some superfluous ornament.

Jiang Feng looked left and right, and said to Ning Changkong: "We arrived at the earliest, and it is not yet time to meet." Let's go and inquire about the situation in the devil's den first, so as to prepare for the battle later. ”

Ning Changkong immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I'll go with you!"

Jiang Feng didn't bother those who were busy coming and going, and walked towards the tent of the wounded soldier with Ning Changkong.

The further you go, the thicker the bloody smell becomes, but the sound is always only faint. Sometimes, there will be some suppressed muffled snorts, as if they hurt hard, but they don't want to worry about others.

Jiang Feng lifted the tent and walked in, there were rows of straw mats on the ground, and a wounded soldier sleeping on each of them.

Jiang Feng squatted next to a straw mat and said neatly: "Uncle, I'll take a look at your wounds." ”

As he spoke, he pressed his body without waiting for the other party's consent.

Mingli penetrated slightly, and Jiang Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

Ning Changkong was a little dazed from here, as if he didn't know what he should do. Seeing Jiang Feng's expression at this time, he hurriedly asked, "What, is there something wrong?"

Jiang Feng shook his head, took out an incense burner from his arms, shook it gently, and placed it beside the wounded soldier.

A faint yellow-black gas came out of the incense burner, Ning Changkong shrugged his nose and asked in surprise, "Treasure?"

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "Yes." The biggest problem for wounded soldiers fighting with demons is that the wound has demonic energy invading, disturbing the Ming Power and causing the wound to not heal easily. Therefore, the first element in treating wounded soldiers is to exorcise demonic energy. I've heard that the Mustard Seed Pavilion has sent a large amount of medicine specifically for treatment, why are these wounded soldiers showing no signs of medicine at all?"

Ning Changkong's brows also twisted, and he said categorically: "Not only the Mustard Seed Pavilion, as far as I know, my Ning family also sent medicine, and there should be no shortage for the time being, what's going on?"

As soon as the exorcism incense burner came out, the demonic energy in the tent suddenly cleared.

The wounded soldiers are all martial cultivators, and when the demonic qi is weakened, the Ming Force can automatically start to operate, alleviate the pain, and heal the wounds.

The suppressed ** sound in the tent suddenly became much softer, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart became more and more confused.

At this moment, a man strode into the tent, saw him, and rebuked, "What man!"

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