The moment he saw the light, Zhang Feixuan's first reaction was that the senior brother was here?
But he soon realized that if the senior brother came, how could there be such a little light? This person would have been reduced to ashes long ago.
He looked down and saw a forbidden soldier holding a blunderbuss aimed at the monk, with smoke still coming from the muzzle of the blunderbuss.
Was this the one that hit you? !
"you"
The eighth-level monk turned his head and looked back in disbelief. The magic seal on his hand was about to activate. Seeing this scene, Zhang Feixuan's pupils shrank and he squeezed the magic seal. The blood that had fallen before undulated into lines, and he was about to activate it. Bind this monk.
But these Forbidden Soldiers were even faster. Twenty people lined up, with the long guns at the end and the short guns in the middle. They raised their shields directly in front of them. The Forbidden Soldiers who raised their shields also took out fire guns with their other hands and aimed the twenty muzzles at them. This monk.
Bang bang bang! !
beam!
This time Zhang Feixuan saw clearly that beams of light came out of the mouths of these fire guns, directly piercing the monk's body.
On his head, chest, and abdomen, twenty beams of light were like the sun's rays refracted into lines and intersecting in a mass of darkness, beating the monk into a sieve.
I saw the monk's whole body trembling, and his body full of holes was swaying there. He seemed to want to reach out, but as soon as the instinct passed, he fell to the ground and lost his voice.
died
Zhang Feixuan stretched his head and his eyes almost didn't pop out.
He stared at the corpse for a long time, then looked at the group of forbidden soldiers whose faces could not be seen clearly, blinked, then flew down without believing in evil, and kicked the corpse of the eighth-level monk with his feet.
"Really dead?" He looked at the group of forbidden soldiers and asked uncertainly.
"Aren't you dead? Listen to the order!"
A captain of the Forbidden Army quickly ordered, and twenty blazing guns were aimed at the corpse again.
"Stop, stop, stop, it's dead, it's dead, don't fight!"
The mouth of the fire gun was pointed in this direction. Zhang Feixuan was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He quickly waved his hand and said: "Put down the fire gun, put it down. What is this!"
Eighth level!
Sitting photo!
The realm is higher than him, and he is a disciple of the Silent Sect, so naturally he cannot be compared to ordinary people.
The Soundless Silent Sect, the famous and authentic sect, is not even a little bit better than the evil monks of Xumi Channel.
He had already thought about it, relying on his blood magic power, he would first fight with this disciple of the Voiceless and Silent Sect. If he won, it would be fine. If he couldn't win, he would use a magic weapon. Don't let his senior brother lose face.
After all, if we brought so many people, if more than half of them died at once, we would be embarrassed to go back and save our face.
But who would have thought that the person who was going to fight him for hundreds of rounds in his head would be killed directly by a fire gun?
He pulled the trigger and was killed.
Eighth level!
This is the eighth level!
In the past, no matter how strong the Forbidden Army was, a small team could be considered successful in dealing with a Tier 3 warrior, but this would still result in some damage.
It's a good idea now. Kill level 18 before anyone falls.
Even if someone doesn't react, doesn't take mortals seriously, and suddenly makes a sneak attack, it still can't be like this.
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Feixuan swallowed and asked with difficulty.
"We are the Forbidden Army, the Second Immortal." One of the Forbidden Army replied.
"No, that's not what I'm asking. What I'm asking is, what is your fire gun?"
The Imperial Guard tilted his helmeted head, seemingly puzzled, "Of course it's a firecracker, you know."
Yes, he knew that the senior brother seemed to have improved the weapons and equipment of the Forbidden Army, relying on the scale-armored giant monster, and used those characteristics for the Forbidden Army to use.
At most, the defense is stronger and the weapons are more powerful, but what does this have to do with easily killing an eighth-level person?
Don't be like this, don't be so unreasonable.
"Bring it to me and see."
Zhang Fei
boom!
A beam of light shot out from the gun's mouth, this time completely blowing off the head of the eighth-level corpse.
The moment the beam came out, Zhang Feixuan's body also trembled.
"Big brother's breath!"
The sense of aura coming from this beam of light is exactly the same as that of senior brother's big sun. Although this power is too small, no matter how small it is, it is still senior brother!
After working together for a long time, they all have the magic of a senior brother here, and it can be used by mortals.
"Can this thing be used indefinitely?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
The Forbidden Army shook his head: "It needs to absorb the light of the sun during the day. If it is fully charged, it can be fired three times, and then it will take more than two hours of absorption to continue to be fully charged."
"What about at night?"
"At night, it is currently between four and six o'clock. This is still normal weather. If it is an unexpected situation, we don't know."
Hearing this, Zhang Feixuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it is not unlimited.
Otherwise, why do we need them?
With this thing here, and a group of forbidden troops loyal to the senior brother here, each with several blunderbuss, they can more than sweep through Nanping.
Zhang Feixuan glanced at this group of forbidden troops and found that they had more than one blunderbuss on them, and each of them carried two blunderbuss.
Moreover, their armor was made by their senior brother himself.
They have experienced that giant scale monster before. If it really has the defensive power of that thing,
"hiss!"
Zhang Feixuan took a breath of cold air.
He just needs to practice training, put on a layer of armor and hold a firecracker to join the Forbidden Army.
"Can this fire gun be blessed with magic power?"
Zhang Feixuan pulled the trigger again, but the energy seemed to disappear, and he just pulled the trigger without sending out a beam.
He thought of what the Forbidden Army had said before, and a layer of mana passed through it.
call out!
A streak of blood emitted from the gun's mouth and hit the corpse. The blood streaked past the corpse, but it did not penetrate a wound. Instead, it shriveled up the place where it was struck.
The blood seemed to have disappeared and was not absorbed by him, but this blood glow had the power of his method.
His blood technique can suck people's blood, but after hitting it with a fire gun, the blood disappears. But even so, he can still sense that his technique penetrates into the blood, and he can even use the power of this blood light to perform Cast a spell.
It's just like he used the magic himself.
But the mana consumed is negligible, less than what he consumes when using spells, and the power is not far behind.
"This thing is much better than magic!"
Zhang Feixuan couldn't help but sigh as he held the blunderbuss.
Senior brother is thinking about something strange again. With this thing around, who would be practicing magic?
At least offensive spells that increase combat power are probably completely unnecessary.
He could imagine that if the Forbidden Army expands in the future, and these hundreds of defenders pass the test, they will be able to handle it.
Zhang Fei
Anyway, let’s do things first and talk later.
If he turned back, he would personally go to his senior brother and ask for a better fire gun.
(End of chapter)
