The torture was far more spectacular than the wind had imagined.

The majestic flaming bird flapped its wings from the massive spear, emitting a terrifying heat that distorted the air around it.

Under the beak of the bird that exuded terrifying coercion, the fourteen sinners were instantly wiped out, and the spirit son melted into the atmosphere of the corpse soul realm, leaving not even the slightest trace.

However, this familiar scene made him subconsciously look at Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni who was standing at the forefront.

Combined with the previous remarks of Jingle Chunshui, Su Feng couldn't help but suspect that this so-called King of Destroying Eagles wouldn't be a display of liberation, right?

High temperatures, flames, incineration.

Even the death was exactly the same.

No one paid attention to the shape of the sinners after their execution, and most of the captains of this period did not have a good impression of the nobility.

So much so that when the torture was over, everyone dispersed in a hurry, talking to each other and leaving the hill of the double martyrdom.

"Captain Tracer, my work for today is done."

U no Flower smiled and stopped in front of Su Feng, crossed his hands in front of him, and leaned over slightly:

"I've had new ideas about kendo recently."

The meaning of the words is already obvious.

When the mood comes, you're going to have to fight with me.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, it doesn't matter if you do kendo, it's all that matters to please me.

Su Feng frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but he heard the gentle voice again.

"You're not going to refuse me, are you?"

The Shura-like aura unfolded on the Twin Death Hill, and it suddenly made people shudder.

The air around him seemed to cool down instantly, and even the residual warmth of the Destroyer King was instantly eliminated.

"Ahem, of course!"

When it came to his mouth, he was swallowed back directly by Sufeng.

Considering that refusal could be life-threatening, he decisively chose to do so.

In the distance, the spring water of Jingle flashed to the edge of the Twin Dead Hills at some point, and let out a hearty schadenfreude laughter.

"Hahaha, go with confidence, Captain Tracer!"

"For the sake of the past, I will go to the fourth team to collect the body for you!"

Su Feng squinted slightly, staring at the pink figure.

He wrote down this hatred, and he must pay the debt to his uncle and nephew.

On the other hand, Mao Zhihua Lie didn't care about the views of other people's eyes at all, and his eyes were full of traced figures.

Compared with the slightly boring treatment work, communicating with the sword of Sufeng is undoubtedly a good way to vent your feelings.

The hearty sword fight made her feel as if she had returned to a thousand years ago.

…………

Bang Bang Bang!!

The sound of bamboo knife strikes like a torrential rain will once again echo in the dojo of the fourth team.

The two figures crisscross and crisscross, leaving deep traces on the wooden floor, forming a ravine-like scene.

Although compared to the last time, the pressure has increased a little more.

But Su Feng could clearly perceive that under the attack of U no Hua Lie, his sword path could be described as coming in by leaps and bounds.

Even in the light of light, when the brain is wide open, you can create your own kendo moves to fight back against the opponent.

This was completely unimaginable before.

At the end of a battle, the inner lining of the wind was almost soaked with sweat, and the drooping hair locks adhered to the cheeks, completely losing the chic appearance of the past.

"It's growing with the naked eye."

Uno Hanari put the exploded bamboo knife into the wooden frame, bent his knees, and knelt in front of Sufeng.

"Every time there is a kendo exchange, Captain Tracing Wind can bring me unexpected surprises."

Gentle eyes watched the wind, and the depths of his pupils were full of reflections.

Because of the proximity, Su Feng could clearly smell the fragrance coming from in front of him.

Beads of sweat slid down her delicate cheeks and down her fair neck until she dipped into the thick green silk.

"This is thanks to Captain Uno Hana's teachings."

Immersed in the fragrance of gentian flowers, Tai Ruo naturally replied, "If it weren't for the deliberate teaching, I wouldn't have mastered the essence of kendo so quickly." ”

Different from the Ranju and Qixu at this stage, the mature and intellectual charm of the royal sister is almost impossible for any normal man to resist.

Legend has it that in the court of the Lingling, there was no shortage of suitors.

But often, after learning its true face, they choose to retreat one by one.

The gap is too big to be discouraged.

Even if it is a strong man at the captain level, in front of the flower of Mao, it is not enough to look at it at all.

Just as the two were communicating.

The black Hell Butterfly fluttered and landed on the shoulders of the Tracer.

The small sky was very empty, and the majestic old voice came out of it.

"The rebels are coming, please go to the Technology Development Bureau to collect the research and development spirit equipment, and return to the mansion in a few days."

When he heard this voice, Su Feng's original good mood suddenly dissipated, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"At this point in time, aren't you sure you're looking for something for me to do?"

Uno Hanari also heard the content of the voice, and hesitated: "Is it because of civil strife?" ”

Su Feng raised his eyes and nodded: "Yes, the rebels are in turmoil, the situation on the battlefield is not optimistic, the division and lower-level nobles have suffered heavy losses, and even the own family has dispatched a lot of private troops. ”

There is civil strife in the Corpse Soul Realm.

To be precise, it should be civil strife among the nobility.

The dispute between the five nobles involves their own interests and some secrets that are not talked about.

Most of these wars were instigated by the Tsunayo family.

But occasionally there will be a counterattack from other families.

It stands to reason that this level of war is like the playfulness of a child in front of the truly powerful.

But whether it is the Thirteenth Team of the Imperial Court, the Ghost Dao Sect, or the Central Forty-sixth Room, it will not be involved.

In the final analysis, they are nothing more than the power to guard the Soul Court.

The only thing that can deal with the nobility is the nobility itself.

"That's it, let's stop today's kendo exchange first."

Su Feng regained his strength and stood up, "Thank you Captain Uno Hana for your teaching, and when the civil strife and war are over, I will come back to you for advice." ”

Mao Zhihualie smiled and leaned over slightly: "It's an honor." ”

…………

Technology Development Agency.

Sufeng left the fourth team building, and the first thing he did was to the twelfth team building, and under the guidance of the passers-by, he successfully arrived at the Technology Development Bureau hidden in the underground field.

The building, which is completely different from the painting style of the corpse and soul world, is presented in front of you, like a future city-like style, and even surpasses the technological development of the current world.

If there was anything similar to the Corpse Soul Realm, it was the intricate ghost spells that flickered on the walls of the building from time to time.

"By the way, if I'm not mistaken......"

Su Feng looked at the figures coming and going in front of him, and muttered to himself, "The object entrusted by the Tsunaya family should be that dangerous guy from Nirvana......"