Li Changan's various understandings of rampant soldiers were all taught to him by cheap masters.

Of course, Liu Laodao himself is determined to have no soldiers and horses.

He is a disciple of a dilapidated and small Taoist sect, and he often can't even get enough of his own belly, so where can he have the ability to worship soldiers and horses again? When he tells Li Changan about all kinds of rampant soldiers, fifty percent is for bragging, thirty percent is for disciples, and the remaining two percent are all envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Thanks to this, Li Changan finally knew that although they often acted as the mage's thugs, they also had a major duty to assist the mage in practicing the law.

Therefore, although they come to refute the miscellaneous, good and bad, they have a clear division of responsibilities, and they have their own methods of sacrifice and refinement, and even special transfiguration images, which are not so regular regular troops.

Such as.

This suddenly emerged from the ground, the upper body was a translucent samurai, and the lower body was a roll of yin wind, which was a life-plundering soul.

Its body was like an illusion, and it smiled strangely through the blade of the sword and pounced on Li Chang'an's face, but the Taoist priest grabbed its neck with his bare hands and scattered it into a few wisps of black smoke.

Dressed in colorful clothes, wearing a high crown, but with a big tail and a weasel face, it is to urge yin to go crazy.

He danced a strange dance in front of Li Changan, and the Taoist priest's eyes suddenly flickered, and the rampant soldiers became delicate beauties, making some faint sounds. The Taoist priest sneered, fixed his mind, the illusion dissipated immediately, and then swept away with his cold eyes, the weasel immediately screamed and ran away, but the Taoist priest stepped on his tail and grabbed his sword into his heart.

The earth rumbled, the debris on the stone slabs jumped, and a behemoth emerged from the rampant soldiers.

It strode forward, beams and pillars that had been removed from nowhere on its shoulders, and were cleaved by the fierce wind. Li Changan didn't intend to fight it hard, he waved his hand first, and Yu Mei's fixing needle sank into its navel, and its huge body immediately froze, but it was brought down by inertia, slid to Li Changan's feet, and then was pierced by a sword.

The shouting of killing was mixed with the roar of the beast, and a group of strange rampant soldiers rushed on the roof, wearing human clothes and armor, but they landed on all fours, in the posture of beasts, and called to devour alive and eat five rampant.

They barked wildly and fell from the eaves like raindrops, disturbing Li Changan. The Taoist priest simply pinched up the magic trick, and the talisman obtained from Feng Chong spontaneously combusted without wind, and countless fire crows swung out of his sleeve, and in the sound of crows, they blew up half of the roof tiles of the small market.

......

Talismans, artifacts, and supernatural powers change.

Li Changan relied on it to be invincible in the crowd.

But the more he swung his sword, the more doubts he had in his heart.

It's so weak.

Could it be that the famous rampant soldier is such a silver-like pewter spear head?

Yu Mei put down this huge scene, and this effect will be at the end?

Could it be that you want to use crowd tactics and exhaust yourself?

But the more confused he was, the faster Li Changan's body and sword became.

Because he knew very well that no matter how big his doubts were, as long as he reached the end of the long street, smashed the cloud platform, dragged Shui Yue from the sky, and poked the tip of his sword into her eyeballs, all doubts could be solved.

He lifted his spirits, overcame obstacles, and moved forward again.

Suddenly.

In the nearby waterway, a large number of bubbles suddenly gushed out as if it were boiling.

Followed by.

Many wet, sticky (harmonious) black hairs burst out of the water.

Drowning and drowning five rampant?

They came too suddenly, in too many numbers, and so densely that the Taoist priest could not disperse even when he swung his sword, and was entangled in his body and bound his hands and feet.

At this time, the rampant generals who had been lurking before also appeared at the same time, leading all walks of life to change their weak offensive and attack from all directions, from heaven and earth, at the same time.

Could it be that he was showing weakness before, just for this one?

The Taoist priest looked puzzled at the same time.

The sword box hummed.

......

Red light spreads.

This was not only the brilliant sword light of the flying sword, but also the blood mist rolled up from the shredded limbs of the rampant soldiers.

Li Changan's body was within a zhang, and it was empty in an instant.

It is estimated that the range of the flying sword should also be within reach.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at the sword.

The flying sword condensed in front of him, turning into a bronze broad-bladed short sword, and then shot straight at the cloud platform.

And the things along the way, no matter how it urges yin to go crazy, move mountains and open roads, and eat them alive, they are all like wheat waves in the wind, all invincible.

Also at this time.

Yu Mei's dancing posture on the stage is also a change, with two more bell knives in his hands, held high above his head, and the blades are struck and pulled.

The crisp sound of the "ding" bell is accompanied by the scratching sound of "Zla".

It's like an order.

On both sides of the stone steps in front of the Dharma platform, a large canopy of "black mist" suddenly emerged.

Take a closer look.

It was a huge flock of birds. These birds fly extremely fast, and in the air, they seem to be countless streamers scurrying around.

But.

These "streamers" did not go to protect Yu Mei, did not attack the Taoist priest, and did not stop the flying sword, but just pounced in groups, circling back and forth around the flying sword.

But it was this seemingly useless hovering that made the invincible momentum of the flying sword suddenly stagnate, and even the red light converged, losing its momentum of rapid advancement, and gradually showing its original appearance.

What spell?

Li Changan stared at it carefully.

Only then did he find a slight reflection around the flying sword.

It turned out that the birds were not circling in vain, but in groups of four dragging nets woven of silver thread. Although these mesh threads are thin, they are unexpectedly tough and dense, and they are surrounded by layer by layer, and they are actually entangled with flying swords like electricity and wind in the future, like a dragon in the sea burrowing into a muddy pond, and it looks like it is dying and struggling.

on this.

The Taoist priest only reached out and picked up a handful of breeze.

"The wind is coming. ”

Under orders.

There was a howling wind that swept through the long street.

The silver wire mesh array was suddenly blown by the strong wind, and the "trapped dragon" in the "mud" was able to rise.

The flying sword rolled up the red light again, chasing the chaotic flock of birds in the wind is a strangulation, until the birds were chopped with broken meat and feathers like raindrops.

But on the stage, Yu Mei had already raised the bell knife again.

This time, it was the rampant soldiers who raised the three-pole banner.

The first flag was unfolded, and the word "Dingfeng" was written on it.

Li Changan suddenly realized that he had lost control of the wind.

The second flag was unfurled, and the word "Jingfeng" was written on it.

The wind immediately slowed down, and the birds regrouped.

The third flag was unfurled, and the word "town wind" was written on it.

Li Changan called again and again, but only a few wisps of breeze lingered around his neck.

The red light from the flying sword was already shining on the high platform, but at the last moment, it was stopped again by the reorganized silver wire mesh array.

Around Li Changan, rampant soldiers have besieged the wreckage of their companions again.

The first to come up was a group of rampant soldiers with large cowhide shields.

They shrank behind the big shield and formed a shield wall, step by step, trying to squeeze the Taoist priest's dodge space little by little.

The Taoist priest went straight up, and the blade of the sword was covered with green light, which was a fierce blow.

However, in exchange for the back.

Quiver.

It's just a muffled sound.

Li Changan's heart suddenly tightened.

Because of all the things on the rampant soldiers, whether it is gold armor and silver helmets, or iron guns and steel knives, in fact, they are only the illusions of the rampant soldiers themselves, and under the "demon slashing", they are all local chickens and dogs.

That's why the Taoist priest killed all the way before, so that he could be so devastated.

It stands to reason that it should not be in front of the big shield.

Unless.

This shield is not a transfiguration thing, but a real, hardwood-bottomed, cowhide-covered, iron-nailed real thing.

Then I think of the silver wire mesh and the wind fixing flag.

Li Changan suddenly had a bad premonition.

And the next scene ruthlessly confirmed the premonition.

But I saw the rampant crowd in front of me crack a road.

In the chaotic footsteps, a group of heavily armored samurai rushed out.

Their armor was different, not as delicate as the usual rampant soldiers, nor as colorful as the usual rampant, but the rough-polished pieces of iron were dotted one by one, wrapping the entire body, leaving only an eye slit under the iron helmet.

I don't have to say.

I'm afraid these iron armors are like cowhide shields, and they are real guys.

It's really unexpected.

I'm afraid that if I look through the classics, I can't find a mage who opens the altar and uses mortal armor to make soldiers and horses.

And.

The world has been at war for a long time.

Officers and soldiers, bandits, and thieves are all rotten (harmonious) than rotten.

The arsenals of ordinary state capitals and military towns can't get together such a team of heavily armored samurai.

Xiaoshui is a small county, where did these valuables come from? !

Li Changan leaned on his sword and looked around, and as far as his eyes could see, there were dense rampant soldiers.

The road ahead is full of soldiers, and the way back is heavy for soldiers.

What's worse is that he reached into his bag, and most of the talismans and magic weapons in it were already consumed.

Scold.

It's going to be a dead time this time.

Li Changan shook his head and smiled.

Then he took a deep breath of fishy sweet air.

took out a bronze god face with Yu Mei and covered it on his face, leaving only a pair of eyeballs burning with blazing eyes, passing through the layers of battles in front of him, and burning towards Yu Mei bathed in the red sun on the high platform.

Come on!

Long sword in hand.

The outcome is still unknown.