As the sticks in the hands of the six mages pointed at Fang Xie at the same time, an inexplicable coercion began to appear over the courtyard. The strong wind carried the raindrops hovering in mid-air, and the raindrops began to gather together in the air, gradually forming a huge dark blue sphere in the wind, which quickly expanded to the size of a room.
"The Prison of Evil!"
The mage in the lead roared in a low voice, and then slammed down the stick in his hand.
He is the mage who will make the hurricane appear, and he seems to have a higher status than the other mages. It can be seen that this so-called prison of crime is a "spell" completed under his leadership. It can be observed with the naked eye that in the "prison of sin" Youfeng is circling back and forth with a rain knife. It must be uncomfortable for people to be wrapped in it.
When the water balloon expands enough, it begins to fall rapidly under the action of the wind.
Everyone in the room looked at Fang Jie, and Shen Qingfan, Sang Sasha and the others couldn't help but want to make a move. But at this moment, Fang Jie still had time to turn around and smile at them. The sky was gray and gloomy, but his smile was so bright. So at this moment, everyone in the room relaxed.
If Fang Jie hadn't been well prepared, he wouldn't have shown them such a confident smile.
"Try whether your knife has any effect on the cultivation method of the mage from the other side of the ocean!"
Fang Jie said something to Mo Ningzhi, and then disappeared into the yard suddenly.
Hearing his words, Mo Ningzhi couldn't help but smile, then pulled out an ordinary horizontal knife from the scabbard of a Xiao cavalry school next to him, and slashed at the water polo without the slightest pause. . In the void, a huge knife shadow with a length of ten feet suddenly appeared, and slashed fiercely on the water polo. The light of the knife was too harsh, as if splitting the sky in an instant.
With a bang, the water polo was easily split by the knife, and the condensed water fell down like a waterfall. Huge waves of water surged out in the yard, and rushed the corpses of the assassins on the ground far away.
"That's all."
Mo Ningzhi smiled faintly, and then casually inserted the horizontal knife back into the scabbard of the Xiao cavalry school.
She turned around and walked back, sat down on a mustache stool, and looked at the roof with interest. After this knife, she had already tested the depth of those people, so the other party understood that confident smile better. The seemingly magnificent and surging spells are vulnerable to her sword intent.
How could such an attack hurt Fang Xie
In the next second, Fang Jie had already appeared on the roof of a room, and under the staring eyes of the mage, he punched him in the stomach. The mage immediately let out a painful wail, and fell down with his body bent. Fang Xie kicked it off the roof casually, then turned around and fled to another room.
The other five mages were all terrified. None of them thought that the crime prison they had completed with their joint efforts would be easily dodged by others. You must know that on the other side of the ocean, just casting this spell will be praised by everyone as a miracle. No matter how powerful the firearm is, it is impossible to come up with such a thing. A volley of muskets is not as good as this.
However, isn't this the sorrow of the mage
They used to have an undoubted status across the ocean, but later, in the eyes of the royal family and nobles, what is the difference between them and those juggling clowns? Members of the royal family of the Opru Empire can casually recruit them who were once noble to perform... Performance, how hurtful is that to self-esteem
This makes them think that they are one of the members of the circus, relying on some unscrupulous means to cheat money.
Seeing one of his companions being kicked off the roof by the Central Plains Han in an instant, the other five mages did the same action...turned around and ran away. Especially the mage who can drive the wind, gorgeously summoned a whirlwind to wrap him and fall from the roof, and then he twisted his fat buttocks, driving the wind to drag his body and started running wildly.
However, he was still too slow.
He just went down from the roof and didn't run very far. He felt the clothes on his back being grabbed by someone, followed by a burst of burning pain from his face. He was actually lifted from behind and slapped fiercely. A slap in the face. If the slap was his lifelong shame, it was actually because he couldn't understand what the Han man said.
"It is said that no matter how powerful a mage is, he still needs a warrior to protect him, because once someone gets close to him, the mage is a scumbag."
Fang Jietiao smiled, and then squeezed the mage's veins a little harder. The mage let out a howl and passed out. Fang Xie casually threw his clothes back by the collar, and the mage leaped across the room. The roof slammed into the yard.
Five mages fled in five different directions. Fang Jie was the first to capture the mage who could drive the wind, and then went after the second one. By the time he caught the last mage, the man hadn't run fifty meters away. It can be seen that Fang Jie's speed is a nightmare for them.
Throwing the last captured mage on the ground, Fang Xie kicked it and flew it off the ground.
"Pretending to be... damn it almost scares me!"
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"How do you know that they are actually very weak? What is the origin of these people?"
Mu Xiaoyao was not sure whether these so-called mages were strong or weak because he didn't perceive the power of cultivation in these so-called mages. It wasn't until Fang Jie brought them back one by one that Mu Xiaoyao was sure that he had overestimated these people. .
"They should be called mages, this is the name they thought of themselves."
Fang Jie sat down on the chair and looked at the six mages who fainted in front of him, as well as the assassin leader who was beaten almost half his life. Speaking of which, the cultivation base of this assassin leader is not low, at least he has the cultivation base of the eighth rank, but what you need to know is that the practitioners of Fang Jieyao's eighth rank cultivation base can be described in four words... Do whatever you want.
These assassins didn't rely on extreme skills, and their assassination methods were similar to those of the civilian killers that Ouchi's guards used to keep. These assassins rely on camouflage, blending in with their surroundings with their elaborate clothing. In fact, the reason why they were able to sneak in was because the clothes on their bodies had been camouflaged with a superb painting technique.
When they approached the yard, Mu Xiaoyao had already noticed it. It's just because these people's cultivation base is too weak, so weak that even she finds it ridiculous. So even if Fang Xie didn't see the rainwater bouncing off them, they still couldn't hide it. When Fang Jie stood at the door and looked outside, Mu Xiaoyao had already reminded him that someone had entered the town. Fang Jie was just curious about how a group of low-level people managed to hide from the Xiaoqi school outside the town.
The civilian assassins at Ouchi's guards, their killing methods are very similar to these assassins. Civilian killers are really just ordinary people, so they don't have the aura of practitioners. Even if the assassinated people walked face to face with civilian killers, they would not be able to detect any murderous intent on them. This is also a kind of camouflage, which seems to be slightly better than camouflaging with clothes.
"From across the ocean."
Fang Jie pointed to a short gun worn by Xiaoqi school: "It is the country that made this thing. I once heard Andrew say that in his country there is a group of very special people called mages who can use weapons beyond human cognition. The ability of the category. He said that the most powerful mage even has the ability to destroy a town. Because of Andrew's words, at first I thought these people were mages, so I told you not to come out of the house."
"I don't know about these mages, and I don't know if they really have the powerful strength that Andrew said. But later, I found out that their abilities have nothing to do with them. They are not practitioners, and they don't need any special skills. constitution."
Mu Xiaoyao nodded: "I didn't notice any fluctuations in the vitality of the world when they attacked, so I was curious just now, what method these people used."
"method?"
Fang Jie smiled, and randomly picked up one of the six sticks he brought back and handed it to Mu Xiaoyao: "They are all ordinary people, and the reason why they have a high status on the other side of the ocean may be just because of their luck. Good enough... Don't touch the stone on the stick, it should be something from outside the sky, I call it a meteorite. The abilities of these people actually come from this stone."
"Meteorite?"
Sang Sasha thought for a while and asked, "Are you talking about meteors falling from the sky?"
"Um."
Fang Jie nodded: "The reason why they have seemingly good abilities is actually because of these stones. There are some special things on the stones that can change the environment. There is nothing commendable about these mages themselves. It’s just this thing. Andrew said that mages are very rare in their hometown, but it’s not that mages are rare, but meteorites with the ability to change the environment are rare.”
"At first, someone may have discovered the special features of meteorites, so he used this stone to deceive others, and finally achieved a profession that is awe-inspiring..."
Fang Jie said: "But relying on these meteorites, it's okay to bluff people, but it's useless to fight. You can also abuse six of them casually. If you think about it, they won't even fart."
Mu Xiaoyao rolled his eyes at him, but smiled like a flower.
"What I'm interested in now is not the stone in these people's hands, but why they came to the Central Plains. If I'm not wrong, those assassins should not be from Nanyan, but from Dongchu. Jin Hou mentioned that the Eastern Chu Emperor had a special assassination team, which was very mysterious and had bizarre methods. It was the emperor's secret army to eradicate dissidents. Moreover, the patterns and dyes painted on the clothes also looked like something from foreigners. It's unusual for Dongchu and foreigners to work together to help Nanyan!"
Fang Jie looked at those people lying on the ground, although he was talking and laughing, his brows were deeply frowned.
"Send people back to the back of the brigade, and ask San Jinhou to bring his men who understand the foreign language to come as soon as possible. I always feel that there is something important about these foreigners appearing behind the Central Plains..."
It's not that Fang Jie doesn't ask, but because the foreign language he understands is completely different from what these people speak.
A hundred households of the Xiaoqi school responded, and immediately arranged for people to rush back. It has only been five days since I left Yongzhou, and if I were to meet the large group of people on the way, it would not take long to meet them.
Fang Jie kicked the assassin leader lying on the ground and moaning slightly with his toe: "I just said right? Are you from Eastern Chu?"
The assassin leader's injury was not enough to kill him, but it was enough to cause him pain, so his face was grim and ugly, obviously Fang Jie's previous blow made him a little unbearable.
But he stubbornly did not speak, but still stared fiercely at Fang Jie.
Fang Jie smiled, and seemed to find this kind of hatred and threatening eyes a bit ridiculous, he leaned over to get closer to the assassin leader, looked into his eyes and said, "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, this kind of eyes belong to Only the righteous can use it when they hate and despise the enemy, but you are not a righteous person, and neither am I."
"You and I are both soldiers, and I understand the character of soldiers. So... I will only ask you once, and if you don't answer, I will fulfill your integrity."
Fang Jie pointed to the corpses in the yard whose robes had been ripped off, "It's like the people under you..."
The corner of the assassin leader's mouth twitched involuntarily, but he still didn't speak. Perhaps he firmly believed that Fang Jie would never kill him without asking what was worth it.
"kill him."
Just as he was thinking about this, he heard Fang Jie say in a flat tone: "Then take off all the clothes on these people, it's still useful to keep them. Find something on them that can represent their identities. Dead bodies are meaningless."
"Here!"
Several Xiao cavalry schools around immediately came over, and dragged the assassin leader outside.
Only at this moment did the assassin leader realize that he had met someone who was unreasonable and unreasonable. But such a person is undoubtedly terrifying.