Chapter 435 News from Pingzhou (Part 2)

"Your views are too outdated and backward." Liu Song was rude. In other words, he didn't know what politeness meant. "Although the battle formation is strong, it is a tactic of the past. Nowadays, there are new weapons and strange techniques in the army." There are endless cleverness.

Let's not talk about other things, just talking about weapons and equipment. Did you know that there is a new weapon in the army called the "Thread-breaking Crossbow", which is extremely powerful. Just one arrow is enough to kill demons and generals.

Demon generals are as powerful as human martial arts masters, and they are also powerful real martial arts masters.

As for the crossbow array, there are more than a thousand "Thread-pulling Evil Crossbows". The crossbow arrows fire continuously without any gaps and are impeccable. Even if the demon generals gather together, they can kill them instantly.

What's more, in addition to the "Thread-breaking Crossbow", the army also has a secret weapon called the "Magic Cannon". Wherever the cannonball hits, blood and flesh flow everywhere, water vapor evaporates, and the earth cracks! "

Speaking of this, even though he was always famous for his dull and expressionless face, there was actually a hint of fear in his expression.

Obviously, Liu Song's trip to Pingzhou Demon Disaster and his party's innovative and powerful army left a deep impression on him.

God machine cannon? ! !

Han Yi's heart felt slightly cold.

Just listening to Liu Song's description, a large number of memories from his previous life flashed through his mind.

Machine guns, cannons, tanks, even nuclear-tipped missiles that can destroy a country with just one shot...

Gunpowder, coupled with the unique mysterious power of this world, strength, Yin Qi, Yuanli, talismans, demons, martial arts masters, masters...

The power of this "magic cannon" is definitely not inferior to those so-called large-caliber artillery in previous lives.

He knew that there was gunpowder in this world. However, the appearance of firearms still made him understand that he had underestimated other people and the world.

Having the memory of his past life, he naturally understands how important the appearance of firearms will be to these warriors who practice martial arts...

"Even so, from what you said, they are nothing more than large-area strike weapons. If you encounter a strong one among demons, I'm afraid they are still powerless.

The martial arts masters in our sect have many top-notch hidden weapons such as "Peacock Feather", "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle", and "Blood Droplet". Every time they are shot, they will definitely draw blood, so that they can have an advantage in this kind of one-on-one top-notch duel. "

Sun Zheng refused to accept it and still insisted on the elite principle among the martial arts masters.

"A top powerhouse?" Liu Song sneered, "It's ridiculous. Because of its innate racial advantages, demons have extremely strong physical defense, far superior to martial artists of the same level.

In addition, there are many ethnic groups, such as red demons, insect demons, shadow demons, heartless demons, etc., and the abilities of various ethnic groups are weird. What role can your targeted weapons specifically targeting humans play?

What's more, all demons are naturally protected by a black film. As long as there is a black film, no matter how serious the injury is, they can recover quickly.

And if we martial artists want to break through this kind of black film, we must use a lot of strength to consume it.

In other words, it is either a big realm crushing, forcibly using force to offset and break the black membrane, or several martial artists working together to besiege, and then there is a chance to kill the demon.

In addition to these, the demon clan is also assisted by the fierce beast ice wolf clan, which comes and goes like the wind and moves freely. Without a formation, we, the martial arts masters, simply cannot keep it! "

What he said was well-founded and righteous, and with Xiao Zhong constantly nodding in agreement, Sun Zheng was speechless for a moment.

Han Yi was also silent for a moment.

Black film, the natural talent of the demon race.

According to records in classics, the black membrane is actually a form of external protection in which the yin energy in the demon's body is spontaneously highly condensed and completely wraps up all parts of the body.

Of course, the black film is not just a protective film of Yin Qi that exists on the surface, but more of an invisible connection force that runs through the entire physical body. If this force is not destroyed, only the surface will be harmed.

Therefore, as long as the black membrane exists, the demon body can recover quickly no matter how severely injured it is.

It is similar to the characteristics of a true martial artist, with strength all over the body, endless and flawless. However, the strength of a true martial artist can only resist damage at best, but he does not have the ability to recover from injuries. If a vital part is injured, he must die.

There is a world of difference between the two.

He had encountered demons many times before when he was in Pingzhou.

If it weren't for his ability to forcibly absorb the black film on its surface and convert it into his own Yin Qi reserve, he might have become fertilizer in a field somewhere by now.

"From my point of view, although the martial arts masters of our sect have an advantage in terms of the number of masters, in the long run, fighting in groups and forming alliances will be the general trend in the future."

Liu Song looked at the many fellow disciples who were gradually quieting down and said in a deep voice.

"Okay Liu Song, your junior brothers and sisters have never been to the battlefield, so it's understandable that you don't know how dangerous it is. You have just returned from the army. You need to cultivate for a while, digest what you gained from actual combat, and practice hard.

If it is possible, it is not without hope that the real skill can reach another level. "

At this time, Yunxiu stood up at the right time to appease everyone present.

During the dazzling feast of wine and meat that followed, everyone gradually relaxed their minds, the atmosphere slowly became lively, and they gradually started chatting about daily interesting things.

As for the demonic disaster in Pingzhou mentioned by Liu Song, everyone just regarded it as novel news and just out of curiosity.

No one will care, no one will take it to heart.

Except Han Yi.

After a while of drinking and eating, everyone left one after another.

Han Yi was no exception. After waving goodbye to a few friends, he also stopped a carriage and got on.

"Go to Jingtian Manor."

"Okay." The coachman responded briskly and drove the carriage towards the outside of Huayang City.

The carriage swayed slightly as the wheels bumped, and soon, it arrived in front of Jingtian Manor.

Han Yi took out some money and handed it over as fare.

It was the New Year period, and although the coachman wanted to raise the price and make more money, he didn't dare to ask for it when he saw Han Yi's tall figure and the cold aura emanating from him.

Han Yi entered Jingtian Manor with ease and returned to Jiuquyuan along the main road.

Just before leaving "Yuquan Tower", Dean Zhong Yunxiu asked him to come back, as if he had something to ask him.

In the empty Jiuquyuan, most of the disciples had gone home for the New Year, leaving only a few cleaning chores, who were basically nearby residents.

In the main hall of Jiuquyuan, Zhong Yunxiu was sitting at the side of the table, playing with a white jade ring in her hand, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Master." Han Yi greeted him as usual.

"Xiao Yi, you are here." Zhong Yunxiu came back to her senses, stood up, and called Han Yi over.