Since the establishment of the Guard Camp, it seemed destined to have a looming competitive relationship with the Suzaku Camp. Although most of the guards in the Guard Camp were still prisoners of the Suzaku Camp. At that time, the Suzaku Camp was unparalleled, spanning the small mountain boundary,
Unparalleled in the limelight. In fact, for a long time after its establishment, the guard camp was in an extremely embarrassing situation. Their combat power was weak. Not only could they not fight for adults, they were even a burden in many cases.
Even many people in the Suzaku Camp cannot understand why the Lord would set up such a weak guard camp.
Everyone in the guard camp held their breath. They practiced crazily and without any physical exertion. They never asked what they were practicing or why they practiced like this, but just immersed themselves in hard work. Suffering? They are slaves.
,Not afraid of hardship.
Finally, the situation gradually changed after Shulong became armored. After becoming armored, Shulong not only regained his youthful appearance, but his combat effectiveness also quickly jumped to the first-class level among adults. The lethality of the Wusha Demon Killing Formation began to provide combat effectiveness, but,
The protagonist of the battle is still the Suzaku Battalion.
The bulky heavy armor makes their movements slow, which puts them in more of a defensive position.
Now things have finally changed.
Shulong held the halberd in his hand tightly, and felt the cold touch in his hand, as if a force penetrated into his body, and his chest was filled with endless fighting spirit.
It’s not just that they have an extra weapon!
Shu Long suddenly saw Zuo Mo and A Gui at the entrance of the camp and saluted quickly.
Zuo Mo looked around and saw that everyone was practicing hard, with a smile on his face: "Not bad."
He was worried about morale before, but now that he saw the bustling scene in the camp, he felt a little relieved. In fact, the morale of the Wei camp has always been quite good, and the Xuan evil spirit filled here gave the Wei camp hope to surpass the Suzaku camp.
They practiced even more vigorously. On the contrary, the morale of the Suzaku Camp was greatly affected, but after Zuo Mo dropped a "Evil Spirit", they also settled down.
You can slowly find the way out, but if you don't even have the spiritual energy to practice, for the practitioner, it's like having a sword hanging above your head.
When Awen saw Zuo Mo, he ran over quickly: "My lord, my lord."
When Zuo Mo saw Awen, he smiled and asked, "Awen, how is your cultivation going?"
Awen is much stronger than when he was first rescued. He is dressed in exquisite black armor and does not look bulky at all, but rather agile and delicate.
"Hey, sir, look." Awen held his black spear like a treasure: "I have also transformed into a soldier! And I have also discovered some interesting things!"
The completely black spear has no patterns, but gives it a finely polished texture. The lines are smooth and natural, and there are blood grooves on both sides of the spear tip. The bright red Yingluo hanging on the head of the spear makes the original killing cold.
The black spear suddenly gained a bit of fiery and flamboyant aura.
"Can the spear be separated from the body?" Zuo Mo asked.
"No." Awen scratched his head and said, "The black spear is made of condensed evil spirits. Once it leaves your hand, it will dissipate."
Zuo Mo also showed some interest: "Come on, let's demonstrate."
Awen readily obeyed the order, somersaulted, and flipped over twenty feet. Seeing this, other people in the camp stopped what they were doing to cheer Awen up.
"Little monkey, come one!"
"Little monkey, don't be embarrassed in front of adults!"
"Haha, little monkey, if it doesn't work, replace it as soon as possible!"
When Awen was rescued, he was very thin. Although he is much stronger now, in this camp full of strong men, his figure is indeed on the thin side. In addition, Awen has a lively and active personality, and he is very clever.
If he changed, everyone would simply call him little monkey.
"Ah, you are just jealous!"
Awen cursed and returned, his smiling face suddenly became solemn, and he stood up with a spear in hand.
The noisy guard camp immediately fell silent. The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared and their expressions turned serious. Although Awen was young, he was extremely talented and seemed to secure the second position in the guard camp, second only to Shu Long in combat effectiveness.
.They were all curious about what Awen had realized after being in trance in the evil mist for so long.
Shulong's face showed a look of relief. He was the oldest, had a calm and steady personality, and was not very competitive. Basically, Awen was taught by him. Seeing his rapid progress, he was very happy.
Awen's expression was solemn, and the air around his body circulated slowly, and the speed gradually increased, and in an instant there was a hissing sound, like the hissing of a sharp sword.
Zheng!
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and many slender black gold feathers suddenly popped out of the black armor on his body.
Zuo Mo was shocked.
Awen's figure was already thin and slender, but now with the addition of these slender black gold feathers, Awen's feet were slightly bent, and then his figure disappeared in place.
So fast! Zuo Mo's pupils shrank slightly. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could only see a dark shadow. He was surprised in his heart. Awen's speed at this time, unless Zuo Mo used the Mingxu Wing, would only be as fast as
Ashes on the back of the butt.
"This kid has great talent." Pu Yao couldn't help but said: "Look, this is the gap! People can practice to this extent with a shabby "Ku Wei", don't you feel ashamed?"
"Ashamed? Why should you be ashamed?" Zuo Mo couldn't take his eyes away and responded casually: "The stronger he is, the better."
Pu Yao then remembered that the guy in front of him had such thick skin that he was already immune to this level of ridicule.
Zuo Mo touched his chin and said directly: "Not bad, not bad! It's so fast. I won't need to fight like a turtle in the future. I wonder if it can fly? As long as it can fly!"
"Don't think so." Pu Yao just couldn't see Zuo Mo's happy look, and sneered: "This kid is extremely talented, and the others are far behind him. They can only be heavy-armored guards."
Then the tone changed: "So many cultivation sects are blind, and they turn a blind eye to such a good seedling."
Pu Yao started making habitual sarcasm again.
Zuo Mo ignored him, but looked at Awen in the field carefully. Awen's speed was extremely fast, not inferior to those sword cultivators who walked on swords, and his flexibility was even better than that of sword cultivators.
One step ahead.
Zuo Mo, who was already considered a veteran, knew very well what advantages having such amazing speed would bring in actual combat.
In mid-air, Awen flipped over, and the black spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out.
hiss!
Thirty feet away in front of him, a spear tip suddenly appeared out of thin air!
"What is this?" Zuo Mo was shocked.
"Pukong is a small skill that makes a lot of fuss." Even though he said this, Pu Yao couldn't hide his pride: "It is rare among the demon guards to be able to understand Po Kong at such a young age."
Pu Yao immediately sounded a little regretful: "Actually, Shu Long's talent is pretty good, but it's a pity that he started practicing at a little older age."
Everyone else was amazed. They kept their eyes wide open, fearing to miss a detail. Many of the skills Awen showed now were a great inspiration to them, especially those camp guards who broke through the chemical soldiers.
Awen in the air seemed to have completely broken through the constraints of space. The spear tip he thrust out could appear in any space within a hundred feet around him at will.
Pu Yao, who was in a good mood, immediately began to show off: "Actually, the type of bitter guard like this guy is relatively rare. The biggest responsibility of the devil guard is to protect the master, not to kill the enemy. Therefore, the most common devil guard is a big guy
, these guys in the guard camp are too weak. The best demon guards are the Lingshan Ox Demon and the Stone Rhinoceros Demon. If they practice "Bitter Guard", they are like a moving hill. If the Mantis Demon practices "Bitter Guard"
”, it is easier to produce this kind of shadow demon guard that is famous for its speed. But a guy who dies at the first touch of a mantis demon will use it as a bodyguard. Is it because he doesn’t live long enough?”
After hearing this, Zuo Mo noticed that the other people in the guard camp were all big guys. Everyone had exaggerated muscles, and their bodies were generally half the size of the average person. Coupled with the thick armor, they were like moving steel.
fortress.
At this moment, the red gem on the black spear in Awen's hand suddenly turned into a wisp of flame and wrapped around the tip of the spear.
"kill!"
Awen shouted loudly, and a red and black light tore through the air.
boom!
Everyone felt their eyes suddenly light up, and a hot and fierce wave of air swept through the entire guard camp.
When the air wave dissipated, a deep pit about five feet wide appeared in the corner of the camp.
It is very simple to create a pit five feet wide with one blow. However, this pit seems a bit deep. Zuo Mo flew to the edge of the pit and took a look at the bottom of the pit. His heart suddenly became awe-inspiring. This pit may not be worse than
Twenty feet!
A pit that is five feet wide is not difficult, but a pit that is twenty feet deep is extremely difficult!
Moreover, the pit was like cutting tofu with a knife, with the bottom and the upper part of the pit being equally wide. This can only mean one thing, that is, the power of Awen's blow was concentrated and evenly distributed.
Zuo Mo thought to himself that even if he suffered such a blow, most of his life would be lost.
Awen's figure flashed and appeared next to Zuo Mo.
"Not bad, little monkey." Zuo Mo praised: "But it opened my eyes."
Awen's face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed: "I made the adults laugh."
"Hey, little monkey, are you shy again?"
"Haha, little monkey is so thin-skinned!"
The people around him immediately started to boo, and Awen was even more embarrassed, scratching his head and standing aside. Seeing his appearance, the others laughed even more.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you telling the truth?"
The elders in the room exploded, and many elders could not help but stand up. These elders were so excited that they naturally forgot to restrain their strength, and all the furniture in the room exploded into pieces.
Cangze's scalp was numb, and he dared not say a word: "That's what he said."
"How could he know how to practice Canghen Technique? He must be a liar!"
"It doesn't matter if he is a liar or not, just catch him and it will be clear!"
"Catch? What if he really knows how to do it? If we offend him, we will suffer great losses!"
The elders of the Cang clan spoke in all directions, all with red faces and thick necks, as if they were about to kill someone.
Cangze buried his head even lower, groaning secretly in his heart.
"Okay, shut up!" A deep voice sounded, and all the voices disappeared.
The great elder still spoke, and Cangze wiped his cold sweat, feeling very happy in his heart.
"What conditions does he have?" The wrinkled elder opened his eyes.
"Ten rays of golden soul, every year."
The huge elder's room was filled with dead silence.
