"Hey, Qiu Sheng, something doesn't look right to me."
Wen Cai saw Tang Yi dripping blood essence onto the elixir that was emitting a faint luster and rubbed it on his arm and said.
"I'm going to use a trick."
When Qiu Sheng saw this scene, he frowned at first, then relaxed his brows and patted Wen Cai on the shoulder and said, "What are you afraid of? There is no situation that Feng Yi can't solve."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar resounded in his ears. He quickly turned his head and looked over, only to see that the elixir in Tang Yi's hand flew into the air on its own after being baptized with essence and blood, spinning rapidly, and the air around him followed.
The movement of the elixir flowed together, and then the elixir swayed, the air around the body condensed in one place, and it exploded instantly, making a violent sound.
Then the elixir flew toward Feng Yi. During the flight, the elixir slowly disintegrated and turned into countless tiny beads, scattered on the ground.
What is shocking is that these tiny beads continued to roll on the ground, and then grew bodies and limbs, and finally turned into regular
Soldiers of human size and exuding a terrifying aura, wearing dark armor, waving weapons emitting cold light in each hand, rushed towards Feng Yi like a tide.
"My God, how many people are there..." Qiu Sheng couldn't help but open his mouth.
"There must be hundreds of them..."
Wencai's heartbeat also accelerated and he murmured: "A bead can actually transform so many people. What kind of magic is this?"
Tang Yi smiled proudly when he saw the mighty army in front of him. This was his trick - spreading the beans and forming an army!
Spreading beans and forming soldiers is Gui Guzi's unique skill. It was acquired by the Tianshi Mansion at some point. Although it is not as powerful as Gui Guzi's original skill, it is still one of the top-ranked spells among the medium spells.
Tang Yi has only learned the second level now, and cannot fully utilize its powerful strength.
But in his opinion, it was more than enough to deal with Feng Yi.
Even though your swordsmanship is fast, is it worth it to my army of hundreds of people?
Although your shield technique is strong, can it withstand the attack of hundreds of weapons?
Tang Yi has already thought about it. Feng Yi can't hold on later. At most,
Let him suffer some minor injuries, bow his head and admit defeat, then close the spell.
Although it took him a lot of effort to refine this elixir, it was not impossible. It could make a first-rate alchemist admit defeat and it had already completed its mission.
Hundreds of soldiers rushed towards Feng Yi with their weapons brandished. Facing the army like a black river, Feng Yi looked so lonely and desolate.
Seeing that Feng Yi was about to be defeated, Yang Dong's eyes shone with excitement. Just now he had complained about senior brother Tang Yi, but now he realized that senior brother was still very interesting at critical moments.
Just want to forget about it after you hit me?
Not so easy!
Feeling the aura of the soldiers on the opposite side, Feng Yi calculated that it was probably the second level of the basic cultivation method. Although it was not high, the victory was constant. Even Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Four Eyes might suffer a little in the face of such a formation.
deficit.
There is no way, most of the spells they learn are single-target skills, and there is no group attack.
But for Feng Yi, it was not enough.
He has experienced hundreds of zombie sieges, it's just that there are more of them, it's simple.
He flipped his hands quickly and made secrets with his fingertips.
Boom!
Several huge dark clouds came from the sky, gathered together, and covered everyone's heads.
The originally clear sky turned pitch black, and muffled thunder rang in everyone's ears. Then, four lightning bolts like electric snakes shuttled back and forth among the clouds, exuding a heart-stopping intimidation.
Then Feng Yi pulled the power of thunder into his palm and hit the soldier at the front.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The soldiers who were first swept by the thunder were instantly turned into ashes, but these four lightning bolts did not disappear, but rushed forward along the endless stream of soldiers.
Every time a soldier passed by, there was a black powder mist. Soon, the field was surrounded by black mist, making it difficult to see clearly what was happening on the field.
When the four thunderbolts were about to dissipate, there was no one in front of Feng Yi.
Seeing the figure of the soldier, he once again used the fourth level of the Five Thunder Palm Technique, took the initiative to face the army, and once again slapped the power of thunder on the leading soldier...
After just a few thunderbolts, Feng Yi's figure was completely swallowed up by the black mist, but the originally mighty soldiers were killed, with few surviving.
The disciples of Tianfu Sect were dumbfounded when they saw this scene in front of them. The smiles on some people's faces froze before they disappeared, and they looked at Feng Yi with disbelief.
He could actually summon thunder, and there was a flash of purple light in the thunder.
Purple Thunder!
Thunder of the King!
Tang Yi was also shocked when he saw Feng Yi, who was like a dragon coming out of the sea. He originally thought that Feng Yi's trump card had been exhausted, but he didn't expect that the opponent's trick was to summon the power of thunder, and it was four times!
What a slap in the face.
Thunder's destructive power is already extremely strong. When summoned, there are four of them. It is simply the best spell for attacking mobs in groups.
Not to mention that Tang Yi's "Spreading Beans and Making an Army" has not yet mastered it. He is more than enough to deal with ordinary Taoist priests. He is already a master of Feng Yi...
In fact, the third level of Five Thunder Palm Technique can be done.
Feng Yi also had good intentions in order to make the other party feel at ease.
After all the soldiers on the scene were wiped out, Feng Yi stood in the billowing black mist, pinched his fingers, and used the second level of the Purple Ming Thunder Curse.
You have already seen the elementary thunder spell, so let me show you the power of the intermediate thunder spell!
When the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and a pure purple thunder resembling a long snake appeared, the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion were completely panicked.
Just now, the thunder was normal with a touch of purple thunder, which was scary enough.
You have now directly summoned Purple Thunder!
Or are they not fellow Taoists, or are they not of the same origin?
This is not a competition, you are just trying to save someone's life!
Tang Yi's face changed instantly when he saw the purple thunder in the sky hovering above his head. It turned out to be purple thunder!
If faced with the power of the four thunderbolts just now, he felt that he
When he was still confident of resisting, he lost confidence when he saw the purple thunder in the sky that exuded the aura of a king and was surging with the power to destroy everything.
If Feng Yizhen releases Zi Lei, he may have to sacrifice the magic weapon that his master rewarded him to resist.
Although the magic weapon should be able to withstand Zi Lei's offensive and save his life, the magic weapon will definitely be damaged and he will be injured.
When the elixir is gone, you can refine it again.
If the magic weapon is gone... then it is really gone.
It hurts so much!
Just when Tang Yi resisted the pain of bleeding in his heart and escaped from his arms with a black page of paper, Feng Yi said: "Fellow Taoist Tang, are you satisfied with this competition?"
Um?
Is this going to make peace?
Tang Yi was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly stuffed the black paper into his arms and said repeatedly: "Satisfied, satisfied. Fellow Daoist Feng is extraordinary in strength. I am willing to be the loser!"
Compared with the destruction of the magic weapon, admitting defeat is not so difficult to accept.
When Feng Yi heard Tang Yi's words, he took off his breath. The purple thunder in the sky disappeared instantly, the dark clouds dissipated, and clarity returned to the world again.
On the field, Feng Yi put his hands behind his back, and the breeze gently blew his robe, looking like a master!
