Creation Color Master

When Liang Wuyi, the leader of the Feisha Armored Army, saw the person coming, he couldn't help laughing and even laughed at him.

"I thought it would be someone who would come to fight me, but it turns out to be you, a fool. How come your commander tried his best to rescue you, but you didn't stay up there and dared to come down to die?"

"I will give you a chance. Go back quickly and ask Han Baizhan to come and fight you. Otherwise, your life will be in danger."

Hearing such ridicule, Xiao Teng was immediately furious, but when he thought about how to avenge his humiliation, Xiao Teng forced himself to endure it.

Seeing that Xiao Teng was not angered by his few words, he was not surprised at all that his plan failed. After all, Xiao Teng was also a veteran on the battlefield, and his last defeat was mostly due to underestimating the enemy.

Liang Wuyi held a long knife in his hand, pointed at Xiao Teng in the crowd and shouted, "Xiao Teng, stop talking nonsense. Now that both sides have arrived, let's charge and fight with all our strength."

Hearing this, Xiao Teng tightened his grip on the Black Tiger Golden Blade Knife and made a gesture behind him as if preparing to charge.

When the Feisha armored soldiers behind Xiao Teng saw the order to charge, they immediately clenched their long swords and secretly activated the yellow gourds on their waists, ready to launch an attack at any time.

"Flying Sand Armor Piercing Soldiers, listen up. Flying Sand Gourds, bring them out."

Xiao Teng slapped the flying sand gourd on his waist, and the gourd immediately flew up and hung above Liang Wuyi's head in front of him.

"puff--"

With a muffled sound, endless iron-colored flying sand erupted from the gourd, accompanied by a rolling sandstorm.

“Puff—Puff—Puff—”

Muffled sounds continued to be heard, and five hundred Feisha Armored Soldiers followed Liang Wuyi's example. The storm and iron-colored flying sand mixed together, like gray smoke, and immediately filled the entire venue.

Liang Wuyi and his troops were shrouded in it and suddenly felt like they were at the end of the world. The bright sunshine was completely blocked and they seemed to be in a gray world.

Looking closely, one can see that the flying sand is filled with iron-colored gravel.

Xiao Teng suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back, and shouted to the three thousand soldiers behind him: "Everyone, cheer up, this flying sand is full of strangeness, be careful."

After saying that, he swung the Black Tiger Golden Blade Knife in his hand, and endless sword intent condensed on the blade. As the knife was slashed out, the cold light was like a crescent moon, slashing towards the gray sandstorm in front.

The knife flashed past, but it did not have the slightest impact on the surrounding environment, just like cutting water with a knife. There seemed to be nothing in the place where the knife passed.

Such a scene made Xiao Teng's face darken.

"Hahaha, General Xiao, there's no need to waste your energy. The yellow gourd I have contains corrosive iron sand, which is made from cold and dark refined iron buried under quicksand. It takes fifty years to refine it with the help of a secret method."

"Iron sand is indestructible and can break through anything. It can also blend into the strong wind like ordinary yellow sand. The sandstorm you saw is just like what I said."

Xiao Teng gathered all the power of the soldiers and evil spirits in his body, and his blood was surging. He shouted sternly: "Such evil and crooked ways are disdainful to me. If you have the guts, come out and let's fight fair and square."

Feeling Xiao Teng's anger, Liang Wuyi laughed loudly, and then said: "Since General Xiao thinks it is an evil way, then today I will let you have a taste of its power."

"Erosion iron sand, get up for me"

"call--"

The wind around seemed to become stronger, and the iron-colored gravel began to gather together. The densely packed iron-corroded sand gathered together, constantly changing its shape in the wind.

"what--"

A scream was heard, and the startled Xiao Teng looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a soldier behind him fall to the ground, his body covered in blood.

Looking closely, its body is covered with dense holes, as if it was pierced by countless iron needles.

Blood oozed out, turning him into a bloody man.

Furthermore, the hard armor that the soldier was wearing disappeared, and only a pile of iron filings was found where he fell.

The next moment, Xiao Teng saw the entire process of this iron-corroding sand attack.

The iron-corroding sand gathered together and attached to the soldiers' hard armor like countless mosquitoes, easily grinding the armor into pieces. At the same time, although the iron-corroding sand was small, each one was as big as a sword and could easily penetrate a person's body.

The sophisticated armor and weapons were like paper in front of the corrosive iron sand and were easily ground into iron filings in just a few breaths.

The hard armor that was originally used to protect the soldiers was now useless.

"Kill--"

As shouts of killing were heard, Liang Wuyi, with five hundred Feisha armored soldiers, came towards them with swords raised high.

Without armor and weapons, these three thousand soldiers were like lambs to be slaughtered, and only slaughter awaited them.

After a bloodbath, the iron sand had been dyed bright red and was floating in the wind.

Looking from afar, the land that was originally covered by the sandstorm turned from gray to red. It was all stained with the blood of the soldiers under Xiao Teng's command.

"what--"

Watching his soldiers being slaughtered, Xiao Teng burst out with all his strength and swung his sword, killing several Feisha armor-piercing soldiers beside him.

With Xiao Teng's huge outburst, he was noticed by Liang Wuyi, who could easily kill the soldiers. So he controlled the iron-corroding sand to attach to the Black Tiger Golden Blade Knife.

The blood-stained iron sand, when attached to its own spiritual weapon, for some unknown reason, even its own spiritual weapon was corroded, and the twenty-sixth Earthly Evil Restriction flickered.

Xiao Teng was horrified when he saw this scene. He never thought that the iron-corroding sand cultivated by this secret technique could not even resist his own spiritual weapons.

Seeing that more and more iron-corroding sand was being controlled by Liang Wuyi and was constantly rushing towards this side, Xiao Teng, who was worried that the spiritual weapon would be damaged, directly took it back into his body.

However, now that he was unarmed, how could he deal with Liang Wuyi and the five hundred Feisha armored soldiers?

The swords and armor of the three thousand soldiers under his command were completely restrained by the corrosive iron sand. After only a moment's effort, only a pile of iron filings were left.

"Blood Path - Blood and Qi Transformed into Spirit"

With the use of the art of the Great Dao, Xiao Teng's body was wrapped in the rhythm of the Dao of Blood. Under the bulging blue veins, the blood was flowing rapidly. A large amount of Qi and blood power rose from his body, gathered together, and condensed into the phantom of a blood tiger.

"Roar--"

The blood tiger roared, and at the same time, Xiao Teng, who was protected by the powerful blood energy, finally withstood the attack of the corrosive iron sand.

But feeling the iron sand's repeated impact on the blood energy that protected his body, Xiao Teng didn't dare to stop for a moment. He led the Blood Tiger to open a path and charged out.

Even though Xiao Teng, who escaped from the danger, had his blood and energy damaged, he looked at the area covered with blood-colored sand with lingering fear and quickly retreated to Tenglong Pass.

But the 3,000 soldiers who were brought out were not so lucky. Having lost their armor and swords, they became lambs to be slaughtered, and only death was waiting for them.