Chapter 45

How could Feng Yi Mo do what he wanted? If he hadn't practiced Jiu Tian Gang Feng Jue just now, he could absorb part of the cold air. I'm afraid he had been frozen on the city tower by the ice python. So he pinched the Jue with both hands and played two spiritual powers continuously. The red moon sword seemed to be like chicken blood, and it was heavily split on the ice Python's ice sword.

When Feng Yimo was fighting against huoliang, a friar of golden elixir in red, he exploded more than 20 inferior spirit weapons. In the storage bag, there were only 10 intermediate spirit weapons and three superior spirit weapons. Among them, the red moon sword was the only fire weapon with the highest quality. As a superior spirit weapon, its power was not small. Previously, due to limited cultivation, he was unable to refine and use it. Since he entered the seventh level of Qi training, his divine sense has become much stronger, and he has refined this flying sword. With his strong divine sense comparable to that of the friars in the middle period of foundation building, the red moon sword has 70% power. Under one sword, the blazing high temperature makes the cold night retreat, and the sound is right on the ice sword ejected by the ice python.

Hua La, the ice sword pauses, and then it turns into countless pieces and flies out. The pieces hit a soldier with a probe. The soldier is frozen in a huge piece of ice, with a confused look on his face.

Wind Yi Mo dare not delay, a spirit shot, soldiers on the ice broken, straight to the ground, just two breath time, he has been frozen face green black, fainted. Other soldiers rushed him down to the doctor for treatment.

"Evil animal, dare to hurt people!" The wind Yi Mo is very angry, again is a little, the red moon sword takes a slip of red light, again split to ice python. At this time, the ice Python consumed most of the Demon power, and his breath was weak. He could not escape any more, and he was cut off by the red moon sword. Blood splashed on the wall, turned into a piece of red ice, cold.

Feng Yimo flies down. With a wave of his hand, he puts away the ice Python's body and picks up Wu Gou, who is still trapped in the ice. He puts his hand on Wu Gou and uses his spiritual power to melt the ice. He looks at the distance coldly.

He could sense that there were monsters in the dense forest right in front of him. Maybe he saw that he had killed the ice Python and didn't dare to get close to it.

Fighting ice boa consumes half of his spiritual power. Otherwise, he will break into the dense forest to see what kind of monster it is. However, for the safety of the whole county residents, he must guard the city gate.

Back to the tower, the soldiers on duty knelt down to thank him for his life. Feng Yimo waves people to retreat, and he continues to practice.

The ice layer covered by the ice boa on the tower didn't melt until the next morning, but the blood ice of the boa outside the city wall was still there. Under the sun's rays, it was shining strangely. There was no gorgeous, on the contrary, it was shocking.

County Magistrate Lin Dongpu got the report early in the morning. He rushed over and gave thanks again. If there was no Feng Yimo, the immortal, who killed the monster, the whole city would be dead.

The archer who had a night's rest was in place, and he was staring at the outside of the city nervously. Unexpectedly, the animals didn't come, and there was a strange atmosphere outside the county.

Just after midnight, countless wild animals stepped out of the forest, like a neat army, and surrounded them from three directions, Southeast and West.

Feng Yimo's heart sank. Today, the wild animals have rules. They are not as flustered as they were yesterday. Then yesterday's strategy of letting them fight each other will be greatly reduced or even lose its effect.

A city of shooters also found that the atmosphere is not the same, tense up, wind Yi Mo aware of the morale of all the lower, a big drink: "arrow!" At the same time, Wu Gou was sacrificed. Wu Gou rolled up a gust of wind and flew down from the tower. He cut off a tiger's head and then split a cheetah in half. Then he flew back to Feng Yimo with a cloud of blood.

Feng Yimo's hand shocked everyone, all admire, admiration, morale, more than 1000 bows fired together, arrows like rain. The wild animals were hit by arrows one after another and howled miserably, but they also aroused their ferocity. They even started to shout at the city wall. After listening to his cry, all the people held their hearts and shot. Many wild animals in the moat were killed and injured. Many of them were unable to climb the shore and drowned in it.

With more and more dead animals, the animals behind didn't need to wade in the river. They ran to the wall, but they could only look up at the five foot high wall and howl.

When Lin Dongpu, the county magistrate on the city wall, and others saw this, they laughed. The immortal guessed that it was really good. After all, the beast was a beast. They didn't know how to set up a ladder to step on the city.

But Feng Yimo looked up at the sky, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky. He was flying towards the county. He could see clearly what the dark cloud was. It was a huge group of birds composed of countless birds!

"Everyone, keep your eyes open, keep your archers in the sky, wait for my command!" The wind Yi Mo says aloud, everyone just see the birds in the sky, all surprised, eyes all look to Ling Feng standing on the tower tall and straight body, all people's hope all repose on the youth.

Seeing the birds come to the top of the head, Feng Yimo sacrificed Wu Gou and another medium-sized flying sword at the same time, which turned into two lights and killed more than a dozen birds. At one time, he divided the huge birds into three parts and drank: "shoot the arrow!"

More than 1300 archers, with thousands of arrows, shot into the air with the anger of all.

Because the birds are too dense, each arrow shoots down a bird. There are all kinds of flying birds. The most powerful ones are the eagle with sharp claws and the vulture with long mouth. They are huge and fast. Some of them escape the feather arrow and dive down. The sharp claw grabs a bow archer's head and grabs a large part of his hair and scalp. The person in pain screams.With a wave of Feng Yimo's finger, Wu Gou turns around and splits the Eagle into two. However, there are too many birds. There is a riot among the archers, and some people begin to get hurt.

If it goes on like this, the Archer will be injured and the combat effectiveness will be reduced. What's more, the momentum of the taxi will drop just now. We must find a way to get rid of the threat on our heads!

Feng Yimo suddenly remembered that there was a spell named wind trap cage in his practice of Jiutian Gangfeng Jue yesterday, which was not a means of attack, but an auxiliary method of imprisonment. So he took Wu Gou and another flying sword, pinched the Jue with both hands, recited the Jue silently in his heart, tilted his palms slightly, turned upward, stirred slowly in front of him, and made a rolling ball.

County Magistrate Lin Dongpu and others only felt that several winds suddenly surged around Shangxian, and then the wind became stronger and stronger, which raised the people's lapels. Looking up, they saw the autumn wind whistling in the air, and the birds were swept by the wind, as if an invisible hand had encircled all the birds, and they could not help flying along the right direction, slowly forming a huge vortex. The speed of the vortex is getting faster and faster. It absorbs all the birds nearby, and gradually forms a ball with a diameter of 30 feet. The ball is filled with countless birds, which is magnificent.

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