If he could, Yan Qinghou hoped to destroy the demons together with Ling Feng. But that day completely planted roots in his heart, and he felt that anyone in front of that demon king was just a speck of dust. There is Changqing in front and Ling Feng in the back, and even himself and Mo Feixue are not opponents of demons. Even if he is unwilling, he does things only because of the hope of mankind, he doesn't want his former friends to lose their lives in vain, the goal is too strong now, and it is not the time to confront. The strength of human beings should come from unity, not alone, and if you can gather the power of the seven swords, you may be able to fight against the demons. But it was only perhaps, Yan Qinghou had never seen a demon use all his strength, and from the several times the demon had made a move, the demon had not used all his strength, which made him feel uneasy. He took one last look at Ling Feng, his eyes revealed: "Hurry up!" However, the murderous aura in Ling Feng's eyes did not comprehend his meaning, and he took the sword and rose to the challenge.

Ling Feng launched an attack first, he used the "Wind Resisting Sword Technique Second Style, Wind Style", and slashed three wind blades at the air, and the invisible wind blades flew towards Yan Qinghou. The soldiers could not see the wind blade with the naked eye, because the wind itself was invisible. They only saw Yan Qinghou quickly dodge and an explosion occurred where he was staying. After Yan Qinghou dodged, he and Ling Feng began to close the distance. Of course, Ling Feng couldn't let him come easily, and three more wind blades flew in. This time, Yan Qinghou used his sword to block the three sword qis, and after closing the distance, he was about to use the Eagle Fall Slash to give him a blow from above, but Ling Feng smiled and said, "Don't you know that when the wind is surging, it is safest to be down-to-earth?" Ling Feng used the "Hurricane Style" and rolled up the sword qi around him, forming a tornado, attacking towards Yan Qinghou. Yan Qinghou used the Eagle Fall Slash to disperse the sword qi, although the sword qi was scattered, the scattered sword qi still caused damage to him before it dissipated, and his armor was cut several times. However, the sword qi did not hurt him, and his skin could still withstand it.

Ling Feng rode the wind and let the wind push himself towards Yan Qinghou. He used the "Wind Resisting Sword Technique First Style, Storm Style" and fought Yan Qinghou head-on. Yan Qinghou used the "Red Tiger" to confront him head-on, but Ling Feng's wind sword attack was always mixed with chaotic sword qi, this storm style was like a powerful wind attacking, Yan Qinghou took this sword, as if he had borne the weight of a thousand catties, and his teeth had to be clenched. At the same time, the sword qi will spread out again, scurrying around. The sword qi slashed into the faces of Yan Qinghou and Ling Feng at the same time, and both of them made a cut on their faces.

Yan Qinghou knew that he was injured because he was attacked by the sword qi, but he didn't understand why Ling Feng himself was also counterattacked. He saw some old scars on Ling Feng's face and hands, and immediately understood that these wounds were not caused by his opponent, and it was most likely that he had caused them himself. This wind sword is a double-edged sword that injures 1,000 enemies and damages 800 itself.

"Ling Feng, your sword technique is extremely powerful, but it will also affect yourself. If it goes on like this, it will only hurt both sides. Yan Qinghou reminded him.

"I didn't feel the pain, the pain is reserved for the weak. It is because I do not feel pain that I can overcome everything without fear. Don't you know where this broken sword came from? ”

As soon as Ling Feng said this, Yan Qinghou suddenly recalled the first time he had fought with Ling Feng, at that time his sword qi was not so awe-inspiring, his sword collided with his own iron sword, and his sword was broken in two. Ling Feng, who refused to admit defeat, and Yan Qinghou learned from the Sword Saint together, and vowed to break the power of Yan Qinghou's sword with the will to break the sword.

In the carriage, he sensed the Yan Che of the battle with his qi and knew the changes in the battle, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Fu Qinggu couldn't understand why he was laughing, and Yan Che explained: "Being able to use sword qi can only be achieved by entering the holy realm, but the swordsman who uses the wind sword only achieves the aura, and fails to achieve the unity of human and sword. His sword aura will indiscriminate between friend and foe, inflicting damage on the wielder himself. This is due to the lack of ability to grasp the sword qi. He forcibly used his sword qi, and practiced to the point where every fight now is like either you die or I die, this kind of cultivation method is really wrong. Any cultivation should focus on strengthening the body, and he just took the wrong path. Yan Qinghou, who also reached the first level of sainthood, although he only knew that he would use the sword technique of "Red Tiger", but once he also used stronger sword qi, the effect would definitely be hundreds of times stronger than the other party. This challenger didn't take the right path in cultivation, spared a lot of detours, and this was the path he chose himself, which was really ridiculous. ”

Yan Che shouted to Yan Qinghou in the carriage: "General Yan, the battle is urgent, please fight quickly." ”

After Yan Qinghou heard Yan Che's order, he finally endured his heart and used all his strength. He used the Red Tiger to attack Ling Feng, and Ling Feng used the hurricane style to defend, but unexpectedly found that Yan Qinghou's sword cut a hole in his wind wall. He hurriedly distanced himself from Yan Qinghou, and then used the Wind Style to attack him from a distance. I thought that if Yan Qinghou wanted to dodge the attack or block the sword qi, the sword qi would always hurt him, but I didn't expect Yan Qinghou to also use the sword qi to return the salute. His swordsmanship was called "Flying Tiger", and one could see the red sword qi like a galloping tiger facing Ling Feng's sword qi head-on. The Flying Tiger collided with the sword qi, crushing the sword qi and rushing towards Ling Feng. Ling Feng used the hurricane-style defense again, because the Qi of the "Flying Tiger" was slightly offset by his sword qi, so it did not break through his defense. But Yan Qinghou's move had already made Ling Feng break out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but sigh that while he was constantly cultivating, his former comrades-in-arms had also improved by leaps and bounds.

"When will you be able to use sword energy?

Have you also broken through the realm and entered the Holy Realm?" Ling Feng asked.

"Not long ago. It's just that I didn't expect that the swordsmanship I just learned would be used on my old friend. ”

"I'm no longer friends with you. I only regret that your cultivation was not used on the right path. ”

Ling Feng launched the final attack, this death move called "Slaughtering Wind" was extremely powerful, and countless invisible blades flew out of his sword, the number of which was not comparable to the wind-style sword qi. Then he raised his sword, turned himself into a sword qi, and flew towards Yan Qinghou. Yan Qinghou could only stand in place to resist the flying sword qi, he watched Ling Feng fly towards him, and if he didn't make a decision, he would inevitably be cut off by the sword qi.

How can we make the invisible wind disappear?

Yan Che in the carriage asked this question, and then he thought that in the chaos there was no wind. But Yan Qinghou doesn't know the art of chaos, and he can't help, Yan Qinghou must deal with this problem with his own ability. The wind is the force of nature, and if Yan Qinghou can defeat the wind, then it will also prove that he can deal with the force of nature.

Yan Qinghou finally thought of a way. He stabbed his sword into the ground beneath his feet, and a crack opened in the ground. He jumped into the rift and dodged Ling Feng's attack. I thought that Yan Qinghou was just hiding in the crack, but I didn't expect him to split the rock and kick towards Ling Feng. The rock was reduced to rubble by Ling Feng's sword qi attack. Ling Feng saw Yan Qinghou hiding under the crack, and the wind couldn't blow down, so he also jumped into the crack. The two of them put their feet against the rocks on both sides, and the final duel began in the cracks. Ling Feng used the wind of slaughter again, this time because the space in the crack was small, the sword qi was no longer running around, and all of them flew towards Yan Qinghou. At the last moment, Yan Qinghou used the Flying Tiger at his feet, and the sword qi washed him out of the crack. Ling Feng was still surprised that Yan Qinghou had used his sword qi so skillfully, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the sword qi emitted had all bounced back at the end because of the narrow space in the crack. Ling Feng was unable to dodge the sword qi and was seriously injured by the sword qi in the crack. When he returned to the ground, he was drenched in blood.

Even though Ling Feng was seriously injured, he still had to continue fighting. He had just used a swift wind sword, but he found that his sword qi was weak, and it dissipated before he could touch Yan Qinghou. It turned out that his sword was soaked with his own blood and was unable to unleash his sword qi with full power.

"Give up, you can't swing your sword qi anymore. If you force your luck and the bleeding does not stop, you will die of blood. Yan Qinghou advised.

Ling Feng had completely failed to listen to Yan Qinghou's words, and when he was in danger, he still forced his luck. He let out a roar of rage, shaking all the blood out of his body. Then unleash the most powerful Wind Sword. The sword qi was mixed with blood, and flew towards Yan Qinghou with a red sword light. Yan Qinghou used the Flying Tiger to make head-on contact with Ling Feng's sword qi. However, even though this sword qi was Ling Feng's strongest sword qi, it was still due to the mixed blood and water, and its power was somewhat weakened. Defeated in the duel with the Flying Tiger's Tiger Sword Qi, the Flying Tiger hit Ling Feng, making Ling Feng feel as painful as being pounced on by a hungry tiger, flying several meters away, the sword in his hand was not able to be clenched, he fell to the side, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Because of his forced luck, the wound had already intensified and ruptured, and his body was bright red again, soaking the ground.

Yan Che said in the carriage, "The wind has stopped. It seems that Yan Qinghou won. Fu Qinggu immediately looked out through the window of the carriage, and sure enough, it was Yan Qinghou who was standing last, and the opponent had already fallen to the ground.

Ling Feng reluctantly raised his head, looked at Yan Qinghou and said, "Why, if you have such a realm, why do you want to be a lackey of the demon clan?"

Yan Qinghou shook his head and said: "It seems to me that I am already at the top of the mountain, until I find that there is a mountain outside the mountain, and my own mountain is only the smallest of the mountains, I understand that my pace is too slow and my vision is too short-sighted. Ling Feng, if you really still believe me, let me tell you, I haven't become a lackey of the Demon Clan. In the future, when you really realize your gap, when you cross that mountain, you come to me, and I will split it with you. “

Yan Tiege, who was in the carriage, sneered: "This Yan Qinghou really dares to speak in front of us, does he want to become stronger under our guidance, and finally use our hands to kill us?"

Fu Qinggu heard the meaning of Yan Tiege's words, and felt that they might attack Yan Qinghou, and even defended Yan Qinghou: "General Yan definitely didn't mean that......

Yan Che immediately smiled and told Fu Qinggu not to worry: "Don't worry, madam, uncle won't attack him." We have long known that Yan Qinghou does not want to resist us, but bows down to us, just to be strong in the future and come back to defeat us. I knew this from the beginning. “

"How do you know?" Fu Qinggu himself didn't understand.

"Yan Qinghou is a person who has been pushed to the highest position by the people and is regarded as a savior hero by the people. It was this expectation that made him feel that he had to take the lead and carry the rise and fall of the entire country. This pressure will make him cautious, walking on thin ice, he knows that he is no match for us, but his will is beyond ordinary people, so he will endure humiliation and be willing to obey our command. “

"Then you know that he will betray you in the future, and you still keep him?"

"Hehe, don't believe me, I'll tell you that if he really has the ability to match me in the future, I'll be too late to be happy. “

Yan Qinghou walked into Ling Feng, who was already lying in a pool of blood. Yan

The light marquis lowered and approached him, trying to help him up. Ling Feng said with blood in his eyes, "How high is the mountain in front of you, even you have to be afraid?"

Yan Qinghou was about to speak, when Yan Che suddenly appeared behind him at this time. Yan Che approached, looked at Ling Feng who kept pulling out, and said, "Have you ever been to a world other than Haotian? After speaking, Yan Che stepped on Ling Feng's chest, Yan Qinghou's eyes widened, and his left hand was tightly clenched, both wanting to make a move and trying his best to restrain it. Of course, Yan Che's kick has no strength at all, and it seems that he will step on Ling Feng with one foot, but in fact, he just gently put it on his chest, and the meaning behind it is probably to give Yan Qinghou a reminder.

Seeing the demon's feet on his body, Ling Feng suddenly laughed. Yan Che was also curious about why this person was still laughing.

"Rat-eyed demons, in fact, you are simply a strong outsider. Yan Qinghou must have been deceived by your tricks. When humans were able to defeat the demons, it showed that the demons were not invincible. Your nature is unshakable, and you will eventually go back to Hell. “

"Yes, it seems to you that the tiger will always be just a carnivorous beast, and it is impossible to be a vegetarian. The demons are going to slaughter human beings, and there are no good ones, right?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the rebellion of the Privet Clan, how would you have survived to this day!"

Yan Che was originally very calm, but when he heard that the other party had insulted his mother's ethnic group, he suddenly lost his mind and became furious. He stretched out his hand and wanted to kill this disrespectful person with one palm, Fu Qinggu in the carriage in the distance saw that something was wrong, Yan Che seemed to be about to make a move, and immediately shouted "Stop". Yan Che instantly recovered his mind after hearing this, but the power of his palm was out and he couldn't take it back, he raised his hand up with force, and the God Destroying Palm shot straight into the sky with a pitch-black black light, knocking out a hole in the clouds in the sky. Seeing this scene, Ling Feng already completely understood why Yan Qinghou was afraid of the Demon Clan, in front of him was not a high mountain at all, but an insurmountable sky!

Yan Che calmed down and said to Yan Qinghou: "The time has dragged on for too long, you hurry up and deal with this person, and then continue to set off." With that, he walked back to the carriage.

After Yan Che left, Yan Qinghou also fought. Ling Feng smiled and said to his former comrades-in-arms, "Give it a good time, it's too uncomfortable to die of blood loss like this." “

"I'm not going to kill you, I just promised you that we'll join forces to defeat them when you get stronger. You can't die right now. “

"Then you didn't disobey the instructions of the demons, what should you do yourself?"

"I didn't disobey. Just now, the demon just said that I would deal with you, and he didn't say that he would kill you. You have to live, and we will have hope to be stronger than me in the future. Hope can no longer be dashed. Yan Qinghou helped Ling Feng up, asked the military doctor to treat him, and then settled down in a nearby village. Then the army of the Yan State set off again, all the way to the border of the Qi State.

Qi Guo had already lined up and waited there early, and the mountains opposite were densely packed with human figures, and Qi Guo really poured out of the nest this time, desperate.

In the face of the millions of lions in the Qi Kingdom, the Yan Kingdom only managed to put together two or three hundred thousand people, which can be described as a real outnumber.

Jin Shijie, the king of Qi, sat on the highest place on the mountain, and he could see the entire battlefield as far as his eyes could see. He finally saw the shadow of the Yanguo army appear in the distance, and he couldn't hold back his ambition and began to grit his teeth, eager to kill the other side now. But he immediately calmed down and wanted to maintain his imperial demeanor. He must win this battle, be ashamed of it, and make a start for the future domination of the Quartet.

The army of the Yan Kingdom stopped and set up tents directly on the flat ground. Yan Che and Yan Tiege sat in the tent, the curtain of the door open, and they could see outside. A row of generals walked into the tent, led by Yan Qinghou. Yan Che glanced at everyone and said, "You can fight how you usually fight, and I haven't fought before, so you don't need to ask me about everything." Everything was commanded by Yan Qinghou, the general of the Eastern Expedition. "Although the soldiers received the order, there was always a concern that they would be used, and they felt that they were going to die, after all, the other party had a million people. Seeing everyone's concerns, Yan Che also smiled: "It seems that you still don't have confidence, since I said that I want to fight this battle, it is naturally nine out of ten." If you don't believe me, I'll show you. “

After saying that, Yan Che walked out of the tent and came to the front line of the army. The generals followed all the way and also came to the front line. Yan Che said to Yan Qinghou: "Please General Yan give the order to attack." Although Yan Qinghou didn't know what Yan Che was fiddling with, he didn't dare to disobey his order and ordered the drumming to march.

With the sound of war drums, even though the other party was an enemy who was several times more numerous than their own, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom also began to advance. They suppressed fear in their hearts, but they went forward fearlessly, no one knew how many people would come back after they passed, but they did not go and the enemy would come. Then the war drums of Qi State also sounded, there was no trap warfare, and the two sides were ready to fight to the death by relying on numbers and cold weapons. The soldiers' steps were deafening like thunder, and the ground trembled under the trample. When the distance between the two sides was only 3 miles, Yan Che saw that the timing was about the same, and asked Yan Qinghou to order the whole army to stand by. Yan Qinghou was naturally puzzled, the so-called morale is a blow, and then declines, and a sudden stop will make morale low.

Yan Che explained: "I'm going to make a big move, but if I don't stop, I'll hurt my own people." “

(End of chapter)