The fire gun in Zhang Feixuan's hand was newly refined by the blacksmiths, and its appearance was no different from the one used before, but there was a little bit.

This thing doesn't seem to need a projectile anymore, just by basking in the sun, it can be powerful.

A forbidden soldier holding a helmet in the rear and showing his head smiled: "It's all the grace of the old man." ”

"Senior brother's grace is definitely yes, but right."

Isn't that a bit unreasonable?

Don't use projectiles, then use mana, but if you can use mana, why not use spells?

"Forget it, you're good to use."

Zhang Feixuan handed the fire gun to the forbidden army and looked ahead, "Twenty miles ahead is the city, are you ready?" ”

As soon as the forbidden soldier put on his helmet and put the fire hammer on his waist, his body was in a solemn shape.

Behind him, there were two squads of forbidden troops, and a hundred defenders of four hundred people, the forbidden army was covered in heavy armor, and the hundred defenders were leather armor and iron armor, and the weapons they held were also varied.

Eight hundred forbidden troops, divided into forty directions, with two hundred defenders, set off outside.

Zhang Feixuan is the leader of one of these directions, and he came with his senior brother's decree to turn all the demons in this region into ashes.

This number is actually not much, the forbidden army of one team is only ten, and the two teams are twenty, plus two hundred defenders, plus one Zhang Feixuan.

In other directions, in addition to their true inheritance, those inner disciples are mixed and matched with the outer disciples, with the forbidden army and the hundred defenders, to sweep away the evil demons of the Nanping Kingdom.

Although the number is scarce, but the specific situation of this score, they are not going to start a big war, but simply to deal with the evil way of Nanping Kingdom, the number of these people is smaller, and they have not yet built a foundation.

What they deal with is only this kind of evil way, and they will not deal with mortals, this Zhang Feixuan knows better in his heart, after defeating the evil way, they will rule with the body of the sect, and mortals will not resist.

As the senior brother has a deeper understanding of the sound and silent gates, now that the encyclopedia is released, some slightly more powerful ones can be displayed on the Nanping national map.

For example, the city that he Zhang Feixuan is about to march into now is the sound and silent evil path of the eighth-order qi refining sitting.

Such an existence must be done by their true biography in person.

Naturally, there is a gap between the seventh and eighth levels, but it also depends on the means of cultivation.

The realm is the realm, and the combat power is the combat power.

Back then, he Zhang Feixuan had a realm, but his combat power couldn't be seen, but now he Zhang Feixuan's realm has a combat power. He also has!

He has magic powers, magic weapons, and magic weapons.

What are you afraid of when the sun sets?

"Phew! What kind of sunset is a barren mountain that is about to be excavated. ”

Sensing the inappropriate use of words, Zhang Feixuan took a sip of his own, stopped thinking nonsense, and continued to move forward.

After walking twenty miles, they saw the outline of the city, and with a wave of Zhang Feixuan's hand, the army stopped.

"Drumming, fighting, shouting."

Zhang Feixuan pointed ahead and said, "Call someone out, I'll fight with him!" ”

Knock knock!

The hundred defenders struck the end of the long handle of their weapons on the ground with a rumbling sound, while others unloaded the supplies and quickly assembled them into two large drums, which struck directly with a loud bang.

The noise soon caught the attention of the city guards, who looked up from the city wall and were so frightened that they fled.

The guards in the city were only used to maintain law and order, and there were not many people at all, and seeing that these 200 or so people were killed, it was obvious that the people who came were not good, so they naturally fled in fright.

After a while, a figure rose in the sky, and quickly climbed the city wall.

"Don't knock! Who are you waiting for, don't you know that this is the territory of the sound and the silent door! ”

The man was a monk, with a silent loincloth, pointing ahead and scolding.

"You're the one you're waiting for!"

Zhang Feixuan shouted in front of him: "Evil Dao, Grandpa Ling, I am a disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, I am here to take your head, hurry down and fight against me!" ”

As he spoke, he directly fanned the folding fan, fanned out a few blood sickles, and flew straight towards the eighth-order person.

The silent disciple's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he jumped into the air, dodged those blood sickles, and flew to the ground.

"Golden Immortal Gate?!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "That's you?" Kill my master? Broke my sect? And now you dare to come to me to trouble me?! ”

Jinxianmen, it's like thunder.

If it was Yuan Chong Sui and King Kui who died before, but there were rumors that it was Jin Xianmen who did it, with the death of Yang Jun, this rumor became violent.

But he never wanted to believe it, after all, the death of a land immortal was unheard of and incredible.

But their silent door is indeed broken, and now there are no elders above it, what is the difference between them and the small sect?

I heard that there has been a demon invasion here recently, luring his fellow disciples to slaughter like pigs and dogs, and falling into demons.

They lost their leader, and they didn't even dare to go out, so they could only retreat in the city, trying their best to improve their cultivation.

Now, the culprit of this rumor has suddenly appeared?

The resentment and anger that have been in place for a while have finally found a target to vent.

As for whether the rumors are true or not, it doesn't matter that much, he just needs to vent.

"Yes, we did it."

Zhang Feixuan smiled smugly, raised his head and said proudly: "To deal with such an evil way as you, it is natural to kill it cleanly, my senior brother told me that no one will be left." I advise you to wipe your neck as soon as possible and not to waste time. ”

Hearing this, the eighth-order monk's face became even more gloomy, and the smoke directly exploded around his body and disappeared in place.

Laugh at!

A hand suddenly stretched out from the back of Zhang Feixuan's heart, directly penetrating his chest, holding the heart with his hand, and appeared under Zhang Feixuan's head.

"With your ability, you are worthy of shouting at me? Wait for me to clean you all over to comfort my hatred! The eighth-order monk said fiercely.

Standard spell with sound and no glot - Empty Hands!

Zhang Feixuan turned his head in surprise, his lips pursed, and he looked at him in horror, with a look of disbelief and full fear.

The corners of the eighth-order monk's mouth hooked, and before he could speak, he saw this person's expression change rapidly, revealing a disdainful smile.

"Lie to you"

Burst!

His body directly turned into a ball of blood, and even the heart in the man's hand turned into blood and fell to the ground, and in the blood on the ground, a cloud of blood mist rose and flew into the sky quickly.

In the blood mist, Zhang Feixuan's appearance gradually formed, he flew in the air, looked down at this person, and said with a smile:

"Clever hands, I heard that your sect used to be a group of thieves, stealing for a living, and later it became a scale, this stealing craft turned into a spell to use."

"Speak out!"

The eighth-order monk shook his hand and pinched the magic seal, and the green smoke around him became even more powerful.

"I haven't arrived at Zhuji, although I can fly, I'm not afraid, let you look at me."

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, a light suddenly shot out from his heart, piercing through the past and shooting straight into the distance, directly swallowing his words in his throat.

(End of chapter)