Chapter Seventy-Three: The First Battle of the Fallen Soul Banner
With this appearance, not to mention that Zixia looked like she wanted to vomit, even Lin Xing, who had always been nervous, couldn't help it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Master Wen!" Zhan Mubai saw that Lin Xing was a little suspicious in his heart, but he still forced the fear in his heart to come over to salute.
Although he hadn't seen Wen Zhong make a move, he must not be much worse than those two female fairies, and Lin Xing's actions in the military camp had left a shadow in his heart, making him vaguely afraid.
"Hmph!" Lin Xing snorted coldly, and did not look at him with his eyes, but pointed at the barbarian prince: "Then who, come here, this seat has something to say to you!"
The barbarian prince rolled off the horse, I don't know if it was Lin Xing's illusion, but he felt that the horse had grown taller the moment he got down, and there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.
"Meet the second uncle!" The barbarian prince walked up to Lin Xing and looked down at the legendary second uncle, Wenwen didn't seem to be as terrible as the legend.
"Ben Wang...... Uhh......h Uh......hh
A few black lines appeared on Lin Xing's forehead: This Nima is completely a bastard, and he thought he was a pig just now, which would seem to compare him with a pig, and it really insulted this cute little animal.
"Okay, leave the gifts, go back!" Lin Xing waved his hand in disgust, sending away the barbarian prince like a fly.
"Yes!" the barbarian prince obediently turned away, feeling a sense of relief in his heart. His height was close to two zhang, and he felt inexplicable pressure in front of Lin Xing.
Zhan Mubai didn't feel good in his heart, what's the matter? Just sent us away? What about the kiss that he said was good? The bride was actually in someone else's arms.
Although there is still a little fear of Lin Xing in his heart, the recent smooth sailing has made Zhan Mubai's self-confidence a little inflated, and he feels that he has the strength to compete with Lin Xing.
"That's not good, Master! I'll go back and explain to the barbarian king!"
"Explain, what do you want to explain?" Lin Xing pointed at Zhan Mubai's nose and scolded: "You are such a dog-like thing, and you are worthy of me to explain to you?"
Zhan Mubai was scolded by Lin Xing, his face turned pale with anger, and he stretched out his hand to copy the Fallen Soul Banner in his hand: "Wen Zhong, don't deceive people too much! I am not afraid of you when others are afraid of you!"
Lin Xing's loyal eyes flashed between his eyebrows, and he clearly saw the black qi on Zhan Mubai's head. I don't know what kind of adventure this thing encountered, but in just a few years, it was time to go from an ordinary person to a monk in the Harmony Period.
The Falling Soul Banner in his hand also emitted bursts of black smoke in Lin Xing's eyes, and it was not a serious thing at first glance.
"What's the matter? Do you still want to do anything with this seat?" Lin Xing glared angrily, making Zhan Mubai feel timid in his heart.
Although this Falling Soul Banner can capture people's souls, it also has restrictions on its use. If it's okay in front of the two armies, you can kill him while Wen Zhong's soul is out of his body.
But now in the Yin Shang King City, surrounded by Yin Shang soldiers, and two female fairies who are not weak in cultivation are present, even if Wen Zhong is unprepared, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hurt his life, so it is better to return to the barbarian army station first, and then make plans later.
Thinking of this, Zhan Mubai had already retreated in his heart.
"Come if you want, leave if you want?" Lin Xing sneered: "What do you think of this place?
It doesn't matter if others want to leave Lin Xing, but Zhan Mubai doesn't want to leave Lin Xing, what does he hate the most? Traitor! Including his juvenile class, he said that he can run away or pretend to be dead, and he can do everything he can to survive in order to survive, and the only thing is that he is not allowed to surrender.
This Zhan Mubai just touched Lin Xing's backlash, and he defected to Nanban and turned around to deal with Yin Shang's soldiers, which is even more unforgivable, Lin Xing is not there, it's okay to say, since he met him today, how can he let him go so easily?
This precedent has been set, how will you manage your subordinate armies in the future?
Running towards the principle of striking first, Lin Xing didn't wait for the words to land, and took the lead in sacrificing male and female whips, turning into two streamers and heading towards Zhan Mu's white head.
That Zhan Mubai is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and when he heard that Lin Xing's voice was wrong, he had already taken precautions in his heart, but he didn't expect this Wen Zhong to make a sneak attack regardless of the identity of the Taishi, and he had lost the opportunity to parry in a hurry.
The power of this falling soul banner lies in the fact that it can capture people's souls in battle, and prevent a hundred souls from protecting the body, Zhan Mubai was accidentally shot by Lin Xing, and in a hurry, he could only release the yin soul in the banner to block the flying double whip for himself.
After this pair of whips devoured the spirit of Xiangliu, it became more and more powerful, just by looking at the face, the hundreds of yin spirits released by Zhan Mubai eliminated a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight or eight hundred, but they were also blocked by the yin spirits, and they failed to cause damage to Zhan Mubai after all.
"Hey, hey......" Zhan Mubai figured it out with the Falling Soul Banner, and naturally felt that the Yin Soul had lost a lot, and laughed angrily: "Good Wen Zhong, if I don't talk about your soul ingested into the Banner today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
There are two ways to use this fallen soul flag, the first is to call the other party's name at the magic weapon, which can make the summoned person lose his soul at that time, and he can take the opportunity to capture or kill him.
In the second case, the name is written into the flag, and then the sacrifice is carried out for 100 days, so that the opponent's soul can be ingested into the banner to act as a guardian spirit.
When Zhan Mubai called Wen Zhong, Lin Xing only felt a trance in his heart, and suddenly stood unsteadily and almost fell, but then he was awake and Xianyuan traveled all over his body, and he didn't find anything wrong.
"Little thief, I almost forgot, your pseudonym when I heard this!" Zhan Mubai's blow didn't work, and he suddenly thought of something, and shouted at the Falling Soul Banner: "Bigan! Take your life!"
This time it was even more powerful, Lin Xing only felt that for a while, the six gods had no master, and the primordial gods almost wanted to get out of the body. At the moment, he didn't care about commanding the double whip anymore, and hurriedly took back the immortal consciousness, and sank into the entrance to guard his mind.
"I'm rubbing! This is not scientific!" Zhan Mubai shouted, and his mouth full of complaints made Lin Xing Dengshi feel like he was struck by lightning: Nima is not scientific!
It's another traverser? This is the second one, isn't it? It's just a dynasty, and there are three traversers at the same time? Lin Xing counts as one, which one of the little two in the little Penglai Wonderland is one, and this Zhan Mubai is another. What's wrong with the world?
But before Lin Xing could react, Zhan Mubai had already turned around and fled in a hurry, what barbarian prince, what kind of welcoming team, he couldn't take care of so much.
Lin Xing was trying to stabilize his mind, and he had no time to care about anything else. Zixia Mingyue also cared about Zhan Mu Bai's magic weapon, that thing was useless to Lin Xing, but they had learned it so they didn't dare to risk chasing it.
"Boy, you know it's amazing, right?" Zixia patted Lin Xing's cheek playfully: "This feeling of losing one's soul can't be resolved for a moment or three......"
Halfway through the words, Zixia froze, and Lin Xing in front of her was looking at her with a smile, how could she look a little lost and depressed?
"Why are you okay?" Zixia was amazed, she had once learned the power of the Falling Soul Banner, if Mingyue hadn't snatched her back at that time, maybe she would have been poisoned by Zhan Mubai.
Lin Xing shook his head: "I don't know what's going on, I guess it has something to do with my two identities!"
In fact, he knew in his heart that this Falling Soul Banner had no effect on him, and it had little to do with these two identities, it should be because the other party didn't know his true identity, and if the name he shouted was Lin Xing, he would probably also be on the road.