An irregular sheet of metal was pinched by the fingers, one side was close to the skin, and a slightly cold chill seeped into the fingertips, the cool air penetrated through the body, and the pores suddenly contracted, making the skin can't help but have some goosebumps.

Ye Wen narrowed his eyes, his fingers trembled slightly, and rubbed the metal sheet a few times, and after a while, he shook it with regret, and casually threw the metal sheet out and threw it back on the pile of scattered parts.

"With my ability, even if I want to take it back for research, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get any results from research, and it doesn't seem to be able to get any credit for handing it in, so let's put these things here, anyway, when this war is over, those soldiers who are responsible for cleaning up the trophies and corpses will definitely pack it up. ”

Ye Wen smiled, looked away from the metal sheet in front of him, stood up, walked back to the two ice sculptures, and calmly looked at the two frozen corpses, which were completely lifeless, even if the immortals made a move, they would not be able to return to the human world.

With the slightest ice mist, the cold air seeped out from the outer layer of the ice sculpture and rose upward, and inside the ice block, the hideous faces of the two corpses before death froze in the moment of death.

Ye Wen took two steps forward, gently stretched out his hand, and pointed two fingers on the surface of the ice sculpture, only to see a few crackling sounds, the surface of the ice cubes suddenly peeled off and shattered one by one, and then the entire ice sculpture trembled slightly, and then shattered into more than a dozen frozen human body stump fragments with a bang.

It's not that Ye Wen is cruel by nature, and even the corpses of the dead want to tease and torture, but it has a more important purpose.

He finished lighting an ice sculpture and dismantling another humanoid ice sculpture in the same way, then crouched down, reached out and grabbed a piece of ice that froze the stump of his arm, the surface of the skin of this stump of the arm, which was printed with the unique symbolic pattern of the soldiers of Tongxuancheng, and then looked around and found another block of the same ice.

The brilliance suddenly flashed in front of him.

This was a sign that he had opened the Nabao talisman, and he saw a cloud of light shrouded towards the two ice cubes, and they immediately contracted and became smaller the moment they were illuminated by the light, and then they were absorbed and sealed.

This Nabao talisman is one of Jin Tianya's greeting gifts, and the internal space is twenty zhang square, which is far more practical than the similar talismans he has used before, not only the space is vast, but it can even store spirit plants without losing the essence of spiritual energy.

After getting this side, Ye Wen walked in front of the silent man's corpse again, waved his hand expressionlessly, and suddenly a white sword light came out, and with a stroke on a part of the corpse's left arm, he immediately cut out the arm stump that was hidden in the pattern, and then stored the arm stump into the Nabao talisman in the same way.

On the battlefield, to ensure that their military merits have not been stolen, and let their merits be recognized by the military department, they must hand in the necessary certificates, if you kill a famous and surnamed, not low level enemy soldiers, usually directly cut off the enemy's head as a trophy to bring back, if you kill an ordinary level soldier in a large-scale battle, it is to cut off the ear as a proof of power, as long as the number of accumulation can be exchanged for considerable military merit.

And enemies like those who meet in these lanes are based on arm tattoos. Ye Wen has also joined the army for a while, so naturally he will not be ignorant of these rules, if he carelessly forgets to search for the certificate after killing all the enemies, and wants to pursue military merits again, the military department will only admit it with a cold face.

"It's time to find the next prey, this kind of sneaking spy is only afraid that there are a lot of them, but other soldiers are also participating in the war and sweeping one after another, if you don't work hard, maybe you won't be able to get much military merit in a whole day. ”

Thinking of Su Linglong's command, Ye Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, lowered his head and muttered to himself, "How many more arms do I have to cut to meet the standard?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the young boy flickered in a few flickers, accompanied by the sound of air concussion, and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the alley, leaping towards the farther killing field.

A torrent of voices intertwined with roars continued to churn on the battlefield of flesh and blood, and this woodland ten miles away from the Huoluo stronghold was filled with the smell of blood and burning, surrounded by soldiers who were torn off and burned in the woods, bathed in a sea of blood.

The war was in full swing, and after losing nearly a hundred elite members, the Heavy Armor Fu Corps finally killed the fire armor pythons that were surging around like a wave, but in a red fire mist, at the moment when the fire armor pythons were killed, the real combat power belonging to the Huoluo stronghold finally showed its true appearance.

The Fire Armor Python's offensive was just a temptation to take people first, and the intention was to cause as much tragic damage to the opponent as possible in the event of a surprise, and it was obviously quite wise from the results, and this wave of attacks alone made the Heavy Armor Fu Corps lose one-fifth of its troops.

A gust of wind blew away a crimson mist, surrounded by raging fires, and in the midst of this flaming ground, a large army of red tigers and red tiger armor rushed from the side.

"Damn!

Fang Wuji, the leader of the Heavy Armor Fu Corps, stood at the outermost part of the battle formation, a purple big knife slashed to the ground, and after slashing the last fire armor python, a flash of anxiety flashed in his eagle-like sharp eyes. With his many years of experience in crisscrossing the battlefield, he naturally will not see that the enemy has occupied a great advantage, and if he is not careful, he is afraid that there is a danger of annihilation of the whole army.

His gaze turned to the corpse ghost cultivators who had withdrawn from the battlefield in front, and when he saw the old man in the back shrinking into the deeper part of the battle formation, he suddenly cursed in his heart, this damn old guy didn't give me a hard time at this time?

In the last wave of the impact of the fire armor python just now, the heavy armor rune soldiers suffered heavy losses, and this wave alone lost more than 30 elite soldiers, each of whom was a quadruple peak master who could take charge alone, and when combined, he was able to exert five powers, but he died on the spot very sadly, and died with the fire armor python.

And the ghouls who numbered three hundred, except for the frenzied attack on the enemy after the initial corpse, spent the rest of the time paddling, once they were killed by the fire armor python, they immediately retreated behind the heavy armor runes, and blocked their important subordinates with meat shields to resist the fire attack.

Due to the agility of the ghost, he retreated back when he missed a hit, and let the heavy armor rune corps block the front and eat the big move, but under the attack of a **, these ghouls actually suffered very little damage, and more than two hundred ghouls were able to retreat with their whole body, and even became more fierce because they drank the essence and blood of the fire armor python.

"Hmph! Fang Wuji, don't treat me as a fool, although my subordinates are worthless, I want them to die, I can let them die cleanly, but they will not become your stepping stones, even if they have to be sacrificed, they must be sacrificed for me. ”

Discovering the angry gaze of Fang Wuji in front, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the old man Mi who was hiding behind and commanding the ghouls, and he sneered and said to himself: "Now you have 400 troops, I have 200 troops, it is still you who have the advantage, since this is the case, then you should continue to block the offensive, our ghost cultivators are originally good at assassination and are not conducive to head-to-head confrontation, this is recognized common sense, even if you want to go back to sue later, how can you help me?"