brother is right

Chapter 374

The firecracker in Zhang Feixuan's hand was newly refined by the blacksmiths, and it looked the same as the one used before, except for one thing.

It seems that this thing does not need bullets, and it can show its power just by drying it in the sun.

A Forbidden Army holding a helmet in the back and showing his head smiled and said, "It's all the favor of the Grand Master."

"Brother's favor is definitely yes, but it is."

Is it a bit unreasonable?
Don't use bullets, then use mana. If you can use mana, why not use spells?

"Forget it, it's good for you to use."

Zhang Feixuan handed the firecracker to the forbidden army, and looked forward, "Twenty miles ahead is the city, are you ready?"

As soon as the forbidden soldier put on his helmet and put the firecrackers on his waist, his figure became austere.

Behind him, there are two squads of imperial guards and 400 guards. The guards are covered in heavy armor, while the guards are leather armor and iron armor, and they carry a variety of weapons.

The eight hundred forbidden troops were divided into forty directions, and with two hundred defenders, they set off outside.

Zhang Feixuan was the leader in one of these directions, and he came with his brother's decree to turn all the demons in this area into ashes.

The number of people is actually not much. There are only ten guards in one squad, twenty in two squads, plus two hundred defenders, plus one Zhang Feixuan.

In other directions, apart from their true inheritance, those inner disciples mix and match with outer disciples, together with the forbidden army and the hundred defenders, to sweep away the evil spirits of the Nanping Kingdom.

Although the number of people is small, but the specific situation of the score, they are not going to start a big war, but purely to deal with the evil ways of Nanping Kingdom. The number of these people is even smaller, and they have not yet established a foundation.

What they deal with is only such evil ways, and they will not deal with mortals. Zhang Feixuan knows this better in his heart. After defeating the evil ways, they will rule as sects, and mortals will not resist.

As the senior brother has a deeper understanding of the Voice and Silence Gate, now that the encyclopedia is released, some of the slightly more powerful ones can be marked on the map of Nanping Kingdom.

For example, the city where Zhang Feixuan is about to march now is a silent and evil way of the eighth-level sitting photo of Qi Refining sitting there.

For such an existence, they must appear on the stage in person.

There is naturally a difference between the seventh and eighth ranks, but it also depends on the means of cultivation.

The realm is the realm, and the combat power is the combat power.

Back then, Zhang Feixuan had a realm, but his combat power could not be seen. Now that he has Zhang Feixuan's realm, he has combat power. He also has it!

He has all the magical powers and magical means.

What are you afraid of is the soundless door of the setting sun?
"Bah! What a sunset, it's a barren mountain that is about to be excavated."

Aware of the inappropriate use of words, Zhang Feixuan took a sip by himself, stopped thinking about it, and continued to move forward.

After walking twenty miles forward, they saw the outline of the city. Zhang Feixuan waved his hand, and the army stopped.

"Beat the drums, rise up, and shout."

Zhang Feixuan pointed to the front and said: "Call out the man, I will fight with him!"

Boom boom boom!
The hundred defenders knocked the end of the long handle of their weapons to the ground, making a rumbling sound, and some people unloaded the supplies, quickly assembled them into two big drums, and beat them directly, making a loud bang.

The noise quickly attracted the attention of the guards in the city. When those guards looked up from the city wall, they were terrified and ran away.

The guards in the city were only used to maintain law and order, and there were not many people at all. Seeing the killing of these two hundred people, it was obvious that the comers were not good, so naturally they fled in embarrassment.

After a while, a figure appeared in the sky and quickly climbed up the city wall.

"Don't knock! Who are you waiting for? Don't you know that this is the territory of the Silent Door!"

The man was a monk, wearing a waist ornament with a voiceless door, pointing in front of him and cursing.

"It's you who's waiting!"

Zhang Feixuan shouted towards the front: "Evil way, Grandpa Ni, I am a disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect. I am here to take your head. Hurry down and fight me!"

As he said that, he directly opened the folding fan, and sent out several blood scythes, flying straight towards the eighth-level person.

The Silent Sect disciple's face was terribly gloomy, he leaped into the air, dodged the blood scythes, and flew to the ground.

"Golden Immortal Gate?!"

He gritted his teeth and said: "It's you? Killed my master? Broke my sect? Now you dare to come to me and trouble me?!"

The Golden Immortal Gate is like thunder.

If it was Yuan Chongsui and King Kui who died before, but there were rumors that it was the Jinxianmen who did it, then the rumors would become more violent after Yang Jun died.

But he has always been unwilling to believe it. After all, the death of a land god is unheard of and unbelievable.

But their Silent Sect is indeed run-down, and now there are no elders to guard them, so what is the difference between them and the small sect?
It is said that there are demons invading here recently, who lured and slaughtered his fellow disciples like pigs and dogs, and fell into demons.

They lost their leader without sound, and they didn't even dare to go out, so they could only hide in the city, trying their best to improve their cultivation.

Now, the rumored culprit suddenly appeared?

The resentment and anger that had been coming for a while finally found a target to vent.

As for whether the rumors are true or not, it doesn't matter that much, he just needs to vent.

"Yes, that's what we did."

Zhang Feixuan smiled complacently, raised his head and said proudly: "To deal with evil ways like you, of course, we must kill them all. My senior brother told me that no one will be left. I advise you to wipe your neck as soon as possible, so as not to waste time."

Hearing this, the eighth-rank cultivator's face turned darker, and the smoke burst from his body and disappeared in place.

laugh!
A hand suddenly stretched out from the back of Zhang Feixuan's heart, directly piercing through his chest, holding the heart in his palm, and appeared under Zhang Feixuan's head.

"With your ability, you are worthy of shouting at me? Wait for me to wipe out your whole body to comfort my hatred!" the eighth-level monk said harshly.

Standard spells with vocal and silent glottis--smart hands and empty hands!
Zhang Feixuan turned his head in surprise, his lips pursed, and he looked at him in horror, with an expression of disbelief and utter fear.

The corner of the eighth-level cultivator's mouth curled up, and before he could speak, he saw the man's expression change rapidly, revealing a disdainful smile.

"deceived you"

puff!
His body directly turned into a ball of blood, and even the heart in the man's hand turned into blood and fell to the ground, and a cloud of blood mist formed from the blood on the ground, flying quickly into the sky.

Inside the blood mist, Zhang Feixuan gradually took shape. He was flying in the air, looking down at this person, and said with a smile:
"Miaoshoukongkong, I heard that your sect used to be a group of thieves who made a living by stealing, and later it became a scale. This stealing skill has been turned into magic."

"Bad words!"

The eighth-rank cultivator shook his hand and squeezed the seal, and the green smoke around his body became more intense.

"I haven't reached the foundation building yet. Although I can fly, I'm not afraid. Let you see me."

boom!
Before he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly shot out from his heart, pierced through it, and shot straight into the distance, making his words swallowed in his throat.

(End of this chapter)