Weapon Master

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At the junction of Fengming Mountain and the northern coast of Forge Sword Valley, there is a pier.

Departing from the dock and heading north, it only takes two or three days by boat to reach the southwestern border of the Holy Spirit Continent, which is also the shortest route between the Origin Continent and the Holy Spirit Continent.

When the origins of the mainland were at its peak, the pier was extremely lively, and there were a large number of ships to and from the two continents every day.

After the invasion of the Demons, the dock has been abandoned. However, during these decades, the communication between the human race and the heavenly race has not been cut off, and there are still ships from time to time between the two places. In most cases, those ships will choose to stop at the dock and continue to set off.

In the early morning, beside the pier, in an abandoned house, Tang Huan's figure flickered out, rubbing his eyes a little above his shoulders, a look just waking up.

Behind Tang Huan, the King of Firewing Phoenix followed closely and came out, still wearing the white robes he provided, exquisite and graceful, and charming.

Even after two or three days had passed, her face was still very ugly, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared hard at Tang Huan's back. However, she failed to attack several times on the way. Although she had not fully acknowledged her fate, she did not dare to act lightly. For every previous failure, she was punished.

Tang Huan's punishment is very simple and easy to achieve, but for her, it is a kind of torture that makes her extremely insulted and insane.

Because, every time a sneak attack, Tang Huan told her to dance once!

The mighty powerhouse at the top of the ninth-ranked grand palace was actually forced to slap his head. It is no longer the dignity of the powerhouse. When thinking of those nightmare-like experiences, the Firewing Phoenix king hated his teeth. It is a pity that her soul is restrained and she can't resist the order given by Tang Huan.

Tang Huan can clearly capture the resentment in the emotions of the Firewing Phoenix King, but she did not care. If she wanted to do anything, Tang Huan would not mind letting her perform a striptease.

"Small, start."

Tang Huan smiled and squeezed the little guy's mouth.

Here, Tang Huan didn't want to take a boat, but because he set off from here to the Holy Spirit Land. Not only the shortest distance, but also several islands on the way to rest, if he flew directly from Fengming Mountain to the vast The sea, it is likely that no place can be found for a few days.

"Oh!" Little Buddhism sobered up, and his body began to change.

"call!"

A few moments later, the huge six-winged blue dragon was carrying Tang Huan, flapping three pairs of meat wings, rushing out of the pier, and heading northward against the sea. The fire wing phoenix furiously punched and kicked Tang Huan in front of him. A pair of wings immediately formed and formed behind them. With a light pat, they quickly followed.

Days and nights came, and in a blink of an eye, it was two days later.

Near the evening, amidst the vast sea, a large ship with a length of several tens of meters came by the wind and waves and docked on an island.

"Haha, take a rest here and you will be in Fengyu City at noon tomorrow."

In the hearty laughter, a red shadow jumped down from the bow of the boat, and when it was about to fall into the sea, the fiery red sword on the shoulder was shot to the sea, and the waves splashed. He actually emptied again and continued. Twice, it finally landed on the coast tens of meters away.

The young man, who was extremely burly, had a red robe on his body, and the giant sword in his hand continued to glow with a hot breath.

"Brother Gu, walk away a little!" There was a loud drink from afar.

"Oh!"

As soon as the man in the red robes stepped away, a nearly one-meter-long cone shot at him and sank into the mud on the shore. A thick arm-shaped rope connected the bow and the pointed end of the cone. Then, a young man with a big horse stepped on the rope and rushed to the shore.

Dozens of figures have gathered at the bow of the ship, all waiting to get off the ship, all of them carrying weapons, apparently all warriors.

"Qiu Yan ..."

As soon as the man in the red robe laughed loudly, he couldn't help but change his face, "Be careful, enemy attack!"

Almost at the moment when his voice fell, above the sea surface, a dark shadow broke out silently, rushed lightly to the deck, and killed the warriors at the bow. As many as a hundred people. They were all without clothing, except for their faces, all covered with black scales like fish scales. Looking from a distance, their bodies seemed to be shimmering with a layer of black gloom.

"Stupid people! All **** stupid people!"

The man in the red robe roared, and when he walked, he stepped on the rope, and the young man named Qiu Yan also turned his head directly on the rope, rushed back to the boat with the man in the red robe, and The warriors reunited, and a fierce assault immediately broke out.

The sound of hissing, roaring, and collision of weapons rang out on the edge of the island.

Not long after, the deck was red with blood, and the bed was full of dead bodies. The man in the red robe looked like a beast from the cage, waving a huge sword in his hands, and wherever he went, the tartars fell down one by one, but even so, the number of human warriors continued to decrease.

About a quarter of an hour later, dozens of people were left with only a few dozen people, but the number of puppets not only did not decrease, but increased to more than two hundred.

The men in the red robes waited back-to-back to form a ball, and the gang of people approached slowly from all around.

"Mother, it seems that we have to die here today, brothers are not afraid?" The man in the red robe looked away and laughed, his fiery red robe became even more contaminated with blood. Glare, the whole person looks like he was taken out of the blood pool, and he is full of anger.

"Afraid of the hair, Lao Tzu has killed five beasts of the Demons. Even if he dies now, it is enough." Qiu Qiu roared with a throat, and the slightly faint golden spear in his hand then hummed. Sound, the gun body is once again blooming a dazzling golden light.

"I also killed three, and wanted my life, at least two more lives!" Another roar sounded.

"Brother Gu, I don't want to die yet. I haven't even kissed a woman." Then, a wailing sounded. After hearing this, the only ten or so warriors left were laughing out loud, and The crying young man frowned, without fear.

"Get off, lie to the ghost, don't think I don't know what good things you have done in the past two years."

The man in the red robe laughed and sighed, but then sighed with regret, "Unfortunately, our task is not complete this time. However, this is the end of it, and we can't control so much, brothers, kill-" Finally When the word "kill" emerged from the growl, the look of the man in the red robe became quite embarrassed.

"Uh-"

However, at this moment, a strange blast of thunderous sound suddenly echoed over the island.