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Chapter 2101 No matter how strong one is, one is still an ant.
The evil spirit soldiers are living weapons that combine Bon religion witchcraft with military technology, and their terror far exceeds that of ordinary assassins.

The creation of a demon soldier generally requires four steps: selecting a soldier, feeding him corpse medicine, planting a demon seed, and awakening the demon.

The selection of evil spirit soldiers is usually made from the sons of nobles who have committed crimes. These people are exceptionally intelligent, physically strong, and generally have higher overall qualities than serfs.

Once the soldiers were selected, they were given drugs, ostensibly to enhance their functions, but in reality, their bodies were being ravaged.

The medicine used includes epilepsy ointment, which, when mixed with the brain matter of rotting corpses and fed to the patient, can cause muscles to swell three times, but lifespan is limited to a maximum of one year!
In addition, tsampa was mixed into the ice aphid powder to cause the pain nerves to die, so that the soldiers would not be afraid of pain and would become brave and fearless!

In addition to physical transformation, a curse must be added to imprison their soul and prevent them from losing control!

The Bon shaman would pierce the heart with the Sanskrit "Life Lock Mantra," and after the soldiers died, their souls would be sealed into bronze demon masks, with scriptures carved on the inner walls of the masks for their salvation.

Then comes weapon creation, or the integration of man and machine. Weapons are implanted into the parts to be modified to enhance combat power! For example, a cast iron curved blade can be inlaid on the left arm to shatter enemy shield formations!

For example, a poison needle can be embedded in the spine, which can be detonated upon contact with the enemy and pierce the abdominal cavity of the enemy's warhorse, causing the wound to ulcerate!

For example, a phosphorus powder nozzle can be hidden in the mouth, and a breath can spray ghost fire, which can be used to burn enemy supply wagons during a night raid!

These demon soldiers can be considered the elite force among the Tibetan soldiers! They possess abnormal attack and defense capabilities, and their combat strength is absolutely top-notch compared to the warriors of other dynasties! The only drawback is that these warriors are not easy to train, and so far, the number has never exceeded five thousand! Otherwise, the Tibetan Dynasty would have already invaded the Central Plains! In recent years, they could only conspire with the Southern Tang, Northern Han, Western Shu, and even Goryeo to divide up the Great Zhou Dynasty!

The Central Plains have now changed hands to the Zhao family, while Tibet is becoming increasingly fragmented! It has actually split into four branches and eight tribes!

Before Feng Jiuxiao could even approach them, these evil spirit soldiers came looking for them on their own! Three thousand evil spirit soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave!
The leader of the evil spirits, the Ghost Feeder, also received orders to send troops.

Initially, he simply wanted to sit back and watch the two tigers fight.

Unexpectedly, the intelligence indicated that the anticipated fierce battle between the two sides did not occur!

The three thousand iron cavalry inside the city were completely wiped out while they were still asleep! And the thousand rangers outside the city are still not entering! It seems they also want to reap the benefits!

The city's only main force, the Demon Soldiers, became the lifeline in the eyes of their superiors!
I wonder who's keeping tabs on the royal court. The slightest movement here is known there, as if they have countless eyes and ears planted here, able to see and hear everything! Thinking about it carefully, it sends chills down my spine!

The first order had barely been issued when the second and third orders followed in quick succession! They demanded that the evil spirit soldiers immediately dispatch troops to encircle and annihilate these Song people! The tone grew increasingly stern with each order!
The ghost-feeding master had no choice but to lead his troops into action!

The ghost-feeding master rode a tall horse, looking neither human nor ghost!
He was bald and had no hair, but he was not a monk.

His eyes were a deathly gray, like those of a dead person. But his eyeballs would occasionally move, proving that he was still alive.

Wearing a coat sewn from python skin, he looked exactly like a monster with a human head and a snake's body!

Feng Jiuxiao said calmly, "Who goes there?"

The demon tamer's voice was like that of a night owl, extremely grating: "Dorje Sangzhu!"

"What brings you here? Could it be... that you wish for me to send you back to the underworld?" Feng Jiuxiao said calmly.

Dorje suddenly let out a cold laugh, his voice full of sarcasm: "Young people are still young people after all. They always feel that they are far away from death, so they don't have a deep feeling about death, they lack understanding of death, they lack knowledge of death! So they are not afraid of death! But I will let you know that there are things in this world that are more terrible than death, and then you will regret being born into this world, and you will kneel down and beg me to kill you!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Are you out of your mind? Do you think I need to beg you to kill me? What you just said was that your methods are cruel, that they can make me feel extremely painful and desperate, and that I would rather die than endure the torture, right? Is that what you mean?"

Dorjee's smile grew even more sinister. "Not bad, you're not too stupid!"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Then you must know the old saying in the Central Plains, 'It is impolite not to reciprocate.'"

Dorje's deathly gray eyes seemed to light up. "What do you mean?" Feng Jiuxiao said, "Literal meaning. How you treat me, I'll treat you the same way. Welcome... to mess with me. If you mess with me, I'll mess with you! Whether you mess with me or not, I'll mess with you!"

Dorje sneered, "Young man, I hope you can still be so stubborn later!" His eyes suddenly lit up strangely, as if there was a golden light flashing, and then disappeared in a flash!
Damn, they really want to cause trouble! Feng Jiuxiao sneered inwardly.

Dorjee stared intently at the white-clad boy's face, trying to see a change in his expression.

Unfortunately, to his surprise, the boy's expression remained completely unchanged!
Just as he was feeling surprised, he suddenly felt a pain in his spine, and realized that something was wrong. The other person's eyes had become strange, as if an abyss was expanding outwards, ready to swallow him up at any moment! His eyelids felt heavy, as if he was about to fall asleep!
Taking advantage of the momentary sharp pain in his spine, he quickly tapped his forehead hard with the knuckle of his right index finger!
The intense pain instantly brought him to his senses!
But it also gave me a fright!

He had just tried to hypnotize the white-robed youth with "mind control," but his attack was like a mud ox or a sea, and the other party not only did not react at all, but he was almost counterattacked by the other party and his soul was controlled!
Fortunately, a Soul-Locking Nail had been driven into his back long ago! Whenever he encountered a being more powerful than himself and tried to hypnotize him, the Soul-Locking Nail would immediately take effect, vibrating violently and causing him intense pain to wake him up instantly!

He then used his supreme divine skill to tap his brow, completely freeing himself from the other party's mental control!

He had heard that there was a divine skill in the Central Plains martial arts world called the "Isolation of a Small World," which was similar to hypnosis. It seemed to pull people into an isolated small world that he had created, but in reality, he had invaded the other person's mental world and interfered with their will to live.

The white-clad youth before me is definitely a master! Even I almost fell for his trick!

The unfavorable first battle immediately put the demon-suppressing master Dorje on high alert!
He no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him!
"I never imagined your soul-stealing techniques were so profound!"

Feng Jiuxiao said indifferently, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and make your move. I'm in a hurry!" He was like a senior dealing with a challenge from a junior, his perfunctory attitude tinged with disdain.

What does it mean to be in a hurry?
Dorje's face was contorted with rage. Suddenly, nine iron chains extended from the bronze pillar implanted in his spine, with human leg bone sickles attached to the ends of the chains. The wind howled, and it had already turned into a blood-red tornado!

A pungent odor filled the air, and Feng Jiuxiao frowned immediately, saying, "Your damn blade is actually coated with corpse poison!" He took off the scabbard and used it as a judge's pen, pointing, flicking, and guiding!
With a single touch, the tip of the sheath touched the joint of the sickle, and the bone sickles collided, sparking a string of blue sparks!
With a flick of his wrist, he deliberately wrapped the iron chain around the scabbard, then swung his wrist, and the sickle was driven into the wall next to him!
One wave, the bone scythe still surging with power, slashed down on the demon-feeding master's face!
Dorje was shocked and quickly leaned back. The sickle grazed his face and almost cut off his nose!

The whistle implanted in his throat suddenly spewed out a mist of blood, its sound transforming into the wailing of the seventeenth level of hell. Feng Jiuxiao closed his eyes and chuckled softly, his left hand lightly tapping the scabbard, and the "Pure Heart and Universal Benevolence Mantra" began to play!
The first sound shattered Dorje's "Illusion of the Mountain of Knives"!
The second bang shattered Dorje's "Oil Pot Hell Sound"!
By the seventh whistle, black blood began to flow from Dorje's ear canal—the disastrous consequences of the sound wave backlash had finally manifested! He immediately stopped blowing the whistle!
It seems the more he boasts, the more he gets hurt! It's absolutely bizarre!
He roared, "Om!"

He frantically tore open his breastplate, revealing the Thousand Infant Vengeful Pill embedded in the core of the Magnet Wheel, ready to deliver the final blow.

Feng Jiuxiao finally placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword: "Have you run out of tricks?"

The Xuanhuang Treasure Sword was drawn three inches from its sheath.

Before the blade was even unleashed, the ironware around the Ghost Master was completely rusted!
The knife comes out five inches——

The cracks in the cinnabar were like a spider web!
The sword is fully drawn from its sheath.

A stream of primordial yellow energy pierced through heaven and earth!

The sword flashed!
The nine skulls of the charnel ground were reduced to dust!
The magnet wheel melted into copper tears!
The elixir of immortality, filled with the resentment of a thousand infants, evaporated into white smoke!

A line of blood appeared from the ghost-feeding master Dorje's brow to his hip bone. As he collapsed, his body splitting apart, he roared, "This...this...is no ordinary being..." Before he could finish speaking, the Xuanhuang sword energy exploded on the corpse, creating a golden swastika symbol. The remaining body was incinerated, vanishing like snow melting in boiling water.

Pang Shiwu said, "Brother, these three thousand evil ghost soldiers..."

Feng Jiuxiao said calmly, "Are we keeping them around to harm others?"

Pang Shiwu immediately drew his sword and charged into the formation of the evil ghost soldiers like a whirlwind!
The demon soldiers then realized what was happening and quickly launched a counterattack!
They have been programmed with a "passive counterattack" mechanism, which is designed to prevent a leaderless situation where the leader is controlled or killed. If the evil spirits are attacked by external forces, these evil spirit soldiers will automatically retaliate! Until they are dead!

Bigwolf charged into the fray in the blink of an eye, wielding his sword with both hands and sending the demon soldiers flying in all directions!

The demon soldiers were indeed incredibly powerful, but in front of Bigwolf, an invulnerable and incredibly strong monster, they were still nothing but ants!

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