The musket in Zhang Feixuan's hand was newly made by blacksmiths. It looked no different from the ones used before, except for one thing.
This thing doesn't seem to need any bullets. Its power can be demonstrated just by being exposed to the sun.
A guard at the back, holding his helmet and showing his head, said with a smile: "It's all thanks to the master."
"Brother's grace is definitely there, but..."
Isn’t that a bit unreasonable
If we don't need projectiles, then we have to use magic power. But if we use magic power, why not use spells
"Forget it, it's good for you to use."
Zhang Feixuan handed the musket to the imperial guard and looked ahead. "The city is 20 miles ahead. Are you ready?"
The imperial guard put on his helmet, put his musket at his waist, and became solemn.
Behind him were two squads of imperial guards and four hundred guards. The imperial guards were all in heavy armor, while the guards were wearing a combination of leather and iron armor, and they held a variety of weapons.
The eight hundred imperial guards were divided into forty directions, and they set out with two hundred defenders.
Zhang Feixuan is the leader of one of these directions. He came with his senior brother's order to turn all the evil spirits in this area into ashes.
The number of people is actually not that large. One squad of imperial guards has only ten people, two squads have twenty, plus two hundred defenders and one Zhang Feixuan.
As for other directions, in addition to them, the true disciples, the inner sect brothers were mixed with the outer sect brothers, together with the imperial guards and the hundred defenders, to sweep away the evil spirits in the Nanping Kingdom.
Although their numbers are small, it depends on the specific situation. They are not going to start a war. They are simply trying to deal with the evil ways of Nanping Kingdom. The number of these people is even smaller and they have not yet established their foundation.
They are only dealing with such evil ways, not mortals. Zhang Feixuan is very clear about this. After defeating the evil ways, they will rule them as a sect, and mortals will not resist.
As the senior brother has a deeper understanding of the Voiceless Sect, now that the encyclopedia is released, some of the slightly more powerful ones can be marked on the map of Nanping Country.
For example, in the city that Zhang Feixuan was about to enter, there was an evil cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Refining from the Sound and Silent Sect sitting there.
For such an existence, their true disciples must appear in person.
There is naturally a gap between the seventh and eighth levels, but it also depends on the means of cultivation.
Realm is realm, and combat power is combat power.
Back then, Zhang Fei had reached the Xuankong realm, but his combat power was not good. Now, Zhang Fei has reached the Xuankong realm, and he also has combat power!
He has all the magic spells, supernatural powers, and magical weapons.
Why are you still afraid of the soundless and silent doors that are already setting
"Bah! What sunset? It's just a barren mountain that is about to be excavated."
Realizing that the words were inappropriate, Zhang Feixuan spat to himself, stopped thinking about it, and continued moving forward.
After walking twenty miles forward, they saw the outline of the city. Zhang Feixuan waved his hand and the army stopped.
"Beat the drums, set up the formation, and shout."
Zhang Feixuan pointed forward and said, "Call him out, I will fight him!"
Dong Dong Dong!
Hundreds of defenders struck the ground with the long handles of their weapons, making rumbling sounds. Others unloaded their supplies and quickly assembled them into two large drums, which they then struck directly, making a loud noise.
The noise soon attracted the attention of the guards in the city. When the guards looked up from the city wall, they were so frightened that they fled away.
The guards in the city were only there to maintain law and order, and there weren't that many of them at all. When they saw these two hundred people coming, they knew they were here with bad intentions, so they were naturally scared and fled in a panic.
Not long after, a figure appeared in the sky and quickly climbed up the city wall.
"Stop knocking! Who are you waiting for? Don't you know that this is the territory of the Soundless Sect?"
The man was a monk, wearing a waist ornament of the Soundless Sect, pointing ahead and cursing.
"I'm waiting for you!"
Zhang Feixuan shouted to the front: "Xie Dao, your grandfather is a disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect. I have come to take your head. Come down quickly and fight me!"
As he said that, he opened his folding fan and fanned out several blood sickles, flying straight towards the eighth-level man.
The face of the disciple from Youshengwusheng Sect was terribly gloomy. He jumped into the air, dodged the blood sickles, and flew to the ground.
"Golden Immortal Gate?!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "You are the ones? You killed my master? You destroyed my sect? And now you dare to come here and cause trouble for me?!"
The Golden Immortal Sect is well-known.
If Yuan Chongsui and Kui Wang had died before, and there were only rumors that it was done by the Jinxian Sect, then with the death of Yang Jun, the rumor became more intense.
But he was unwilling to believe it. After all, the death of a terrestrial immortal was unheard of and unbelievable.
But their Youshengwusheng Sect is indeed in decline. Now that there are no elders to keep them in check, what is the difference between them and a small sect
I heard that there has been an invasion of evil here recently, and they have been luring his fellow disciples like pigs and dogs, slaughtering them and turning them into evil.
They, the Youshengwusheng Sect, had lost their leader and didn't even dare to go out. They could only hide in the city and try their best to improve their cultivation.
Now, the culprit of this rumor suddenly appears
All the resentment and anger that I have been feeling for a while now finally found a target to vent.
As for whether the rumors are true or not, it doesn’t matter that much. He just needs to vent.
"Yes, that's what we did."
Zhang Feixuan smiled complacently, raised his head and said proudly: "To deal with an evil person like you, of course we have to kill them all. My senior brother told me not to leave any alive. I advise you to kill yourself as soon as possible and don't waste time."
Upon hearing this, the eighth-rank cultivator's expression became even gloomier. Smoke exploded around him and he disappeared on the spot.
laugh!
A hand suddenly stretched out from behind Zhang Feixuan, penetrated his chest directly, grasped his heart, and appeared under Zhang Feixuan's head.
"With just what you have, you are worthy of challenging me? I will rip you clean to sate my hatred!" the eighth-rank cultivator said harshly.
The standard spell of the Sound and Sound Sect—Empty Hands!
Zhang Feixuan turned his head in surprise, his lips trembling, and looked at him in horror, his expression full of disbelief and complete fear.
The eighth-rank cultivator curled his lips, but before he could say anything, he saw the man's expression change rapidly, revealing a disdainful smile.
"I lied to you"
puff!
His body turned directly into a ball of blood, and even the heart in this man's hand turned into blood and fell to the ground. A ball of blood mist rose from the blood on the ground and quickly flew into the sky.
In the blood mist, the image of Zhang Feixuan gradually took shape. He flew in the air, looking down at the man, and said with a smile:
"Miaoshoukongkong, I heard that your sect was once a group of thieves who made a living by stealing. Later, they became large-scale and transformed their stealing skills into magic."
"Rude!"
The eighth-rank cultivator shook his hands and formed a seal, and the green smoke around him became even more intense.
"You haven't reached the foundation building stage yet. Although I can fly, I'm not afraid. Let me show you."
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the hole in his heart, penetrated through and shot straight into the distance, blocking his words in his throat.