Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Li Changan's knowledge of rampant soldiers was taught to him by cheap masters.

Of course, Liu Lao Dao himself is determined to have no soldiers.

He is a shabby little Taoist sect, and even his belly is often not full. Where can he go to enshrine soldiers and horses? When telling Li Changan about rampant arms, 50% are bragging, 30% are believers, and the remaining 20% ​​are envy, jealousy and hatred.

It all depends on this. Li Changan knows at least that, although they often act as mages’ thugs, they also have a main responsibility to assist the mages in performing the law.

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

for example.

This abruptly emerged from the ground. The upper body was a translucent warrior, and the lower body was a windy wind, plundering the soul of life.

It looked like an illusion, with a weird smile passing through the sword and rushing towards Li Chang'an's face, but the Taoist priest grabbed the neck with his bare hands and squeezed it into a few strands of black smoke.

The figure in colorful clothes and a high crown, but with a big tail and a weasel face, urges Yin to become seizure.

He danced a weird posture in front of Li Changan, the Taoist's eyes suddenly swayed, and his eyes full of soldiers became a charming beauty, making some fascinating noises. The Taoist sneered, stopped his mind, the illusion instantly dissipated, and then swept away the biting eyes. The weasel immediately screamed and ran away, but the Taoist stepped on its tail and lifted his sword into his heart.

The earth rumbling, the debris on the stone slab beating, and a behemoth emerged from the army.

It strode forward, and the beams and pillars that had been taken down from somewhere on its shoulders slashed down with a sharp wind. Li Changan didn’t intend to fight it hard. He waved his hand first, and Yumei’s pacing needle sank into his belly button. Sword through the brain.

Beasts roared amidst the shouting and killing, and a group of weird soldiers rushed up the roof. They were wearing human armor, but they landed on all fours in the posture of wild beasts.

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

...

Fulu, magical instruments and magical power changes.

Li Changan is invincible in the crowd.

But the more he swung the sword, the more puzzled he was.

So weak.

Is it such a silver-like spear head for the famous Rampant Soldier?

Yu Mei puts down this huge scene, and it's the effect when it comes to the head?

Is it possible that you want to use the human sea tactics and you are exhausted?

But the more doubtful, the faster Li Changan's body and sword became.

Because he knew well that no matter how big the doubts were, as long as he reached the end of the long street, smashed the Dengyuntai, dragged Shuiyue off that day, and poked the tip of the sword on her eyeballs, all doubts would be solved.

He lifted his spirits, overcome all obstacles, and moved forward again.

Sudden.

In the water channel next to it, like boiling, a large number of bubbles suddenly poured out.

Immediately afterwards.

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

Drowning and drowning five rampant?

They came too suddenly, too many, and so crowded that the Taoist priests swung their swords repeatedly and couldn't disperse them.

At this time, the gangsters who could not be lurking before also appeared at the same time, leading the five gangs of all directions, changing the weak offensive, from all directions, from the sky and the ground, and attacked and killed at the same time.

Was it a show of weakness before, just for this one?

The Taoist priests were puzzled at the same time.

The sword box buzzed.

...

Red light diffuse volume.

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

Within one foot of Li Changan's whole body, he was wiped out in an instant.

It is estimated that Feijian's range should be enough.

Raise his hand again for a sword pointing.

The flying sword was solidly in front of him, transforming into a bronze wide-blade and no-edged dagger, and then shot it sharply and took it directly onto the cloud platform.

And the things along the way, regardless of it urges Yin to become seizures, move mountains to make a way, and eat alive, they are all invincible.

Also at this time.

Yu Mei's dancing posture on the stage also changed. There were two more bell knives in his hands, held high above his head, and the blades fought and pulled.

The divine bell of "ding" rang crisply accompanied by the rubbing of "Zila"'s ears.

As ordered by the same order.

On both sides of the stone steps in front of the Fatai, the "black fog" suddenly appeared.

Take a closer look.

It was a huge flock of birds. These birds fly extremely fast, in the air like countless stray streams of light.

but.

These "streamers" did not protect Yumei, two did not attack the Taoist priest, and three did not stop the flying sword, but rushed in groups, circling the flying sword back and forth.

But it was this seemingly useless circling that made Feijian's invincible momentum abruptly stagnant, and even the red light converged, losing the posture of advancing, and gradually showing its original appearance.

What spell?

Li Changan narrowed his eyebrows and looked closely.

Only then was there a slight reflection around Feijian.

It turns out that those flying birds are not hovering in vain, but groups of four are pulling a net made of silver silk. Although these mesh threads are thin, they are unexpectedly tough and dense. They are surrounded layer by layer, and they will be entangled with flying swords like electricity and wind in the future. It is like a dragon in the middle of the sea diving into a mud puddle. The look of dying struggling.

To this.

The Taoist priest only probed his hands and picked up a handful of breeze.

"The wind comes."

Under orders.

A gust of wind swept across the long street.

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

Flying sword rolled up the red light again, chasing the chaotic bird flock in the gust of wind, it was a strangulation, killing the bird's flesh and feathers like raindrops and raining on the street. It was only after Li Changan's repeated orders that he was unsympathetic. Unwilling, turned the sword's edge and attacked Dengyuntai.

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

This time, the three-pole flag was raised among the rampant soldiers.

The flag of the first shot was unfolded, and the word "Ding Feng" was written on it.

Li Changan was suddenly shocked, and he had lost control of the wind.

The second flag is unfolded, and the word "Jingfeng" is written on it.

The wind slowed down immediately, and Asuka regrouped.

The third pole of the flag is unfolded, and the word "Zhenfeng" is written on it.

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

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

Around Li Changan, rampant soldiers stepped on the wreckage of his companions to besiege again.

The first to come up was a group of rampant soldiers holding large leather shields.

They shrank their bodies behind the big shield and formed a shield wall, step by step, trying to squeeze the Taoist dodge space a little bit.

The Taoist priest bullied himself straight up, his sword was covered with blue brilliance, it was a blow.

However, in exchange for it.

Duo.

Just a muffled sound.

Li Changan's heart suddenly tightened.

Probably because of all the guys in the army, whether it is a gold armor or a silver helmet or an iron spear and a steel knife, it is actually just a metamorphosis of the army itself.

Therefore, the Taoist priests killed all the way before, so that they can destroy the dryness and decay like this.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be abruptly ahead of Mullard.

unless.

This big shield is not something transfigured, but a real guy with a hardwood base, cowhide and nails.

Then think of the silver screen and the Dingfeng flag.

Li Changan suddenly had a bad feeling.

And the following scene, ruthlessly will have a hunch.

But seeing the rampant group ahead split a tunnel.

Amid the chaotic footsteps, a team of armored warriors filed out.

Their armor is different, not as exquisite as the ordinary soldiers, nor as the ordinary and colorful, but the rough-polished iron sheets are studded with one piece, covering the whole body, leaving only an eye gap under the iron helmet.

Nothing to say.

These iron armors are probably as big as cowhide shields, and they are also real guys.

But it is really unexpected.

I'm afraid I can't find a master to open the altar through the ancient books, so that the soldiers and horses will use the mortal soldier's armor.

and.

The world has been in chaos for a long time.

The officers and soldiers, bandits, and rioters are worse (harmonious) than worse.

The arsenals of ordinary state capitals and military towns do not have such a team of heavy armored warriors.

In a small county in Xiaoshui, where did these precious objects come from? !

Li Changan leaned on his sword to look around, and his eyes were densely packed with soldiers.

The road ahead is heavy soldiers, and the retreat is heavy soldiers.

To make matters worse, he put his hand into the bag, and most of the talisman and magical instruments in it had been consumed.

Ah.

This time it's dead.

Li Changan shook his head and laughed.

Then he took a deep breath of sweet air.

He took out a spare bronze face and covered his face, leaving only a pair of eyeballs burning with blazing gazes, crossing the front layers of fighting, and scorching towards Yu Mei, who was bathing in the red sun on the high platform.

bring it on!

The long sword is in hand.

The outcome is still unclear.