Chen Fei continued to sway in the thick white mist. I don’t know if he was not lucky or why. After wandering for so long, he didn’t even see a single person. Not only did he not see the enemy, but he also didn’t see it. ↑

"Damn it, it should be noon now, right? I don't expect the thick fog to disappear, but under the sun, how can the changes that have become thinner have not appeared? I have been walking for so long and I have seen that this is a plain area, not a valley, no river, and no dense forest. How can this thick fog exist for so long? Forget it, don't care about these things. Anyway, the world created by the master's mind may appear in any situation." Chen Fei swayed boredly and muttered at the thick fog around.

How boring is this guy? He repacked ten heads, reorganized the rice ball coins he collected, and used the enemy's flag to make a suspender pocket for himself that circled his waist. The head and rice ball coins were all in these pockets, and he also made it impossible for him to run or jump, and from this we can tell how bored he is.

While he was wandering around, Chen Fei suddenly felt nervous and jumped towards the side. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that the bamboo gun on his shoulder had been cut off halfway. He looked up and looked forward and suddenly found a crack in the white fog. Then in an instant, the crack expanded rapidly, like a piece of cloth being violently torn apart. When it quickly expanded to more than ten meters, a strong wind blew up with the rolling fog.

The belt that Chen Fei tied tightly around his waist was about to be blown up, let alone the flag behind him. He could fully appreciate how strong the strong wind was. With the emergence of the strong wind, the thick fog around him also spread rapidly, allowing Chen Fei to see the situation around him clearly.

First of all, there were two warriors facing each other hundreds of meters ahead, one wearing black armor and a spear in his hand, and the other wearing red armor and a samurai sword in his hand. Neither of them was leaning on a flag, but the armor on his body was definitely made of metal, and it can be said that it was definitely at the advanced samurai level.

The warriors who could not tell the two camps would occasionally stab a long spear and slash a samurai sword at a distance of three or four meters, and would confront each other like they did a performance. However, Chen Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, because each time these two guys made the thick fog on the opposite side either cracked a crack or a big hole appeared. Then the thick fog rolled out violently, and the ground behind them waved according to their false moves, which made the flying sand and stones look like it was. The originally green grass has now become sand!

Chen Fei was waiting for his eyes desperately, looking at the scene in front of him with a daze, and couldn't help but shout, "Damn! I also said that the warriors in this world are rubbish! I didn't expect that they were so awesome? They could actually emit colorless energy? You know, even those monks in the fairy world have too many impurities in their bodies, and they all used all kinds of qi and energy, and I haven't seen the guys who can really use invisible colorless energy! I didn't expect that there were such two people in front of me who could use invisible colorless energy!"

"It's just that their qi level, that is, there are very few impurities in their bodies. But this power is a bit low-level? It's logical that the qi power that reaches this level should be super awesome. If you chop it out with just one knife, you have to make the ground crack for a few kilometers. And if that shot out, you have to penetrate a few mountains, right? It's just plowing the ground and blowing away some of the thick fog? How strange it looks? Is it all the qi power in this world invisible and colorless? It shouldn't be?" Chen Fei muttered with confusion as he touched his chin.

"Hey, the samurai who used the gun had a black spear pattern? The samurai who used the sword had a red samurai sword pattern? The pattern on the head was really ghost! It was the same as weapons. Is there any other more special patterns? And the color of the weapons on their heads was the same as the armor on their bodies. Is there anything wrong with it? Well, the pattern of the samurai warrior is also black. It doesn't have the disgust that the virus warrior gave me before. It shouldn't be a virus warrior. Alas, I'm looking forward to killing several viruses to increase my mental power, but I didn't encounter anything later. What a pity, shouldn't this virus be seen everywhere all over the world? What the master's brain said, it seems like it was going to replace the virus. It's really a pity that it dares to say so alarmist."

As Shen Fei muttered, the two warriors, black and red, became more and more fierce. Although there were no weapons intersecting, the fierce wind had already blown a large area of ​​thick fog. After the fog disappeared, we immediately saw two military formations that were nearly 100 meters away from the battlefield. On the left was a red circle Mitsubishi map, and on the right was a blue four-copper coin map. The front of the two military formations on the left was very neat. The big head was full of figures dressed in samurai, and behind were low-level warriors collecting their own people who heard the movements and emerged from the thick fog one after another. Of course, it was inevitable to kill the enemy soldiers who were looking for the wrong direction.

The military formations on both sides looked about one or two thousand people. The high, medium and low samurai on both sides were less than one hundred. The four-samurai equipped with metal spear tips looked like three or four hundred people on both sides. The rest were all peasant soldiers carrying bamboo guns. These peasant soldiers stood obediently under the control of low-level samurai and peasant soldiers, watching the gestures in the field.

Shen Fei was lucky, and he was in the middle of the lower end of the two military formations, so Shen Fei naturally ran towards the military formation with the red circle Mitsubishi map without saying a word.

A low-level warrior holding a sword saw Shen Fei, who was dressed as a peasant soldier, but also wearing a sword, couldn't help but frown and lead two feet to come and yell: "Report your hometown and name!"

"Sir, I am Taro from Fengyuan Village." Shen Fei shouted immediately, but his eyes were aimed at the samurai and the two slight heads.

The pattern on the top of the samurai's head made Shen Fei unable to help blink because it was actually a cylindrical object made of straw. Shen Fei, who had experienced similar civilization to this world, naturally knew that this was this civilized world, representing the thing that installed a stone of rice. In other words, this warrior belonged to a stone of warrior? And the two feet light wearing painted bamboo armor and holding the head of the metal short sword, and the pattern on the top of their heads was a dou of rice, or should it be called a dou of rice foot light?

"Damn! This ghost place, not to mention the pattern floating above the head, it looks weird, and the pattern of level division is so obvious!" Shen Fei, who was waiting for the warrior to reply, couldn't help but complain.

"Taro Toyotomura? What is the bag on your body?" The samurai directly combined the village name and the nickname and gave Shen Fei a new name, and his eyes also turned to the things on Shen Fei's waist.

"The head of the enemy soldier." Shen Fei said calmly.

"Oh? More than ten?" A light flashed in the warrior's eyes, and the two jealous and hatred looked in the eyes of the two jealous behind him.

"It's exactly ten." Shen Feiyang said with a brow.

"Is there a samurai leader?" The samurai's eyes turned to the samurai sword around Chen Fei's waist.

"No, they are all peasant soldiers, not even a little bit. This samurai sword is my harvest from a strong enemy peasant soldier." Chen Fei said holding the sword.

"Haha, it saves you a lot of equipment purchase fees when you become a samurai. Go to the Toyota Village to confirm the head level. As long as you don't kill Liang and make achievements, 10 enemy soldiers' heads will be enough to make you a two-stone warrior." The samurai pointed at the curtain not far away, and looked at his expression and was obviously a little envious.

"Thank you sir." Chen Fei took a bow, then quickly ran towards the curtain.

There were two feet guarding outside the curtain. Seeing the ten round blood-stained things on Chen Fei's waist, they couldn't help but show an envy and jealousy. What was strange was that these two feet guards didn't ask, but instead went straight to Chen Fei with a tribute to him and let Chen Fei enter.

When I went in, I saw that there was only a hundred square meters of curtains. There were no one inside. There were only a pile of ferocious heads on the side. There were only a hundred. Then there was a low table on the top. A middle-aged man in armor was sitting upright on a horse stool holding a book, looking at the book in a literati. What was strange was that the pattern above the warrior's head was actually a book, and it was a book that was constantly flipping, but the words on the book could not be seen. Chen Fei had already had the determination to make a fuss about these various strange images, so he would not make a fuss.

"Sir." Chen Fei immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"Oh, how many have you won? Take it out yourself, but don't have any killing good people to make achievements. No one can save you if you cheat." The warrior raised his eyes and just said calmly.

"The ten enemy soldiers are all the heads of the peasant soldiers." Chen Fei responded and quickly took out the ten heads and placed them on the ground.

"Oh, ten heads? The martial arts are good." The warrior heard Chen Fei's words, then put down the book and looked at the head on the ground. While saying this, he also pointed the book at the head on the ground.

Then Chen Fei saw the samurai's book emit a ray of light and shoot towards the head level on the ground. Then the ten head level showed a trace of red light. The warrior nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it is indeed the head level of the enemy peasant soldiers."

Chen Fei was already stunned. Even with his eyesight, he could not see how the book emitted light, nor could the ten heads emitted red light, and he could not understand that the light emitted by the book could actually distinguish the identities of enemies and friends of these heads. How did this be done? Does it record the information of all the populations in this world? Otherwise, how to explain and distinguish these heads who can't speak, and everyone's race had the same identity as their lifetime? In short, Chen Fei opened his mouth and expressed a very surprising expression to the strange power of this world. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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