"Someone's plotting?"

Ganzen and Feng Feiqing exclaimed in surprise, and their faces immediately changed. Gongzi was assassinated not long ago, and today this kind of thing is encountered, didn't the gang of Dongyi remnants in the Black Mountain Department be strangled cleanly?

"There it is!"

Feng Yuan pointed towards the cliff in the distance, and Feng Feiqing and Gan Cen followed the guide and immediately found three figures on the cliff.

"Sure enough, it's Dongyi people! These barbarians actually dare to make a move on Gongzi and look for death!"

Feng Feiqing was furious in his chest, his temper was originally the kind that exploded at a moment, and now when he encountered this situation, he was even more angry and irrepressible.

He burst into a shout, reached out and took out a spear made of 10,000-year-old Xuanjing iron, and his momentum exploded, and a vicious aura rushed into the sky.

His whole body was mixed with the war horse, as if shrouded in a layer of invisible flames, and suddenly burst out, and the horse rushed towards the cliff with a spear, and the wind and thunder howled everywhere he passed, tearing the sky.

"General Gan, those three Dongyi assassins are not weak, you go and help!"

Feng Yuan could see that the three pillars of qi on the cliff in the distance were black and gray, and they seemed to condense into a blurred black shadow of three heads and six arms in midair.

Judging from the level of this pillar of luck, the strength of those three Dongyi assassins had already reached the realm of the earth! Although Feng Feiqing had been in battle for a long time, it had not yet reached the level of being one against three.

Ganzen immediately responded, ready to rush out to support.

At this time, Feng Yuan was still in the state of opening the Qi Observation Technique, and suddenly saw a black gas in the void turn into a poisonous dragon, speeding in the direction where he was.

The black poisonous dragon was hidden in the void, and neither Ganzen nor the others were seen. Only Feng Yuan, who has the Qi Observation Technique, can see it.

"The witch spell of the Dongyi people?"

Feng Yuan didn't dare to slack off, when he was preparing to participate in the Eastern Expeditionary Army, his father Fengzong and four generals gave him a detailed explanation of the methods of the Dongyi people.

One of the most bizarre and vicious is the witchcraft spell of the Dongyi Witch Festival.

These witch spells are impossible to prevent, unless you have precautions in advance and use various means to ward off evil spirits and avoid demons, otherwise you will be plotted, and you will shed your skin if you don't die.

That is to say, Feng Yuan has the Qi Observation Technique, and he can see the invisible calamity transformed by the spell, if it is the four masters who will be hit, he will not even know how to die.

When he saw the black qi, Feng Yuan no longer hid his strength, and directly burst out with incomparable qi and blood, which was masculine and masculine, filling the heavens and the earth, as if a furnace was burning.

The samurai's vigorous qi and blood are masculine and strong, and they can resist ordinary evil curses.

When Feng Yuan was urging qi and blood, the black mountain wood on the cliff was holding a silver needle to stab the Tianmen Cave of the wooden man.

When the silver needle pierced the place, Black Mountain suddenly felt an invisible resistance appear.

"What's going on?"

Black Mountain's face changed, and the silver needle couldn't be pierced, could it be that there was something wrong with the divine power of the Houtong Witch Festival?

"The other party should have been prepared in advance, and has already discovered us!"

Hou Hua saw Feng Feiqing coming like wind and thunder in the distance, his expression froze, an eagle roared, and the giant eagle flew into the sky, he bent his bow and drew arrows, and locked his eyes on Feng Feiqing.

Houtong Wushu frowned, the black flag in his hand was stunned, and a stream of black gas flew out and sank into the body of Black Mountain Mu.

"Again!" he said in a deep voice.

The black qi entered the body, and the black mountain wood was full of qi and blood, as if he had taken some kind of elixir, which was a blood-burning spell used by the Dongyi Witch Festival to enhance his strength in a short time.

"Give me death!"

Black Mountain Wood roared, the silver needle in his hand seemed to contain most of his qi and blood and will, and with a pop, it broke through the invisible barrier and stabbed on the wooden man's heavenly gate.

Rumble!

At the moment when the silver needle pierced the wooden man, the wooden man exploded, the black mountain wood screamed, the seven orifices bled out, and he was shocked by the impact of the wooden man's explosion, and his eyes turned black.

In the haze, Black Mountain Wood seemed to see a poisonous dragon transformed by black gas roaring out and crashing into a crimson canopy. This canopy hangs down with a glorious way, like a hard rock.

Impacted by the poisonous dragon, the canopy had a tendency to disintegrate, but in the end it did not disperse.

And the poisonous dragon transformed by the black gas was shocked by the canopy, and was violently shocked into wisps of black gas......

Burst!

Houtong Wuxi's face changed wildly, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The supernatural power failed, although the main backlash was borne by Black Mountain Mu, but under the traction of the qi engine, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

His eyes widened, looking at the exploding wooden man, revealing a look of disbelief, this scene in front of him really made him unacceptable.

"How is that possible...... The son of the Marquis of Qingzhou, and not the Marquis of Qingzhou himself, how could he have such a strong luck! Qi luck condensed into a canopy, this is clearly the number of qi that can only be condensed by the master of the people!"

His borrowing and substitution supernatural powers, although the power is amazing, but once the spell fails, the backlash is also very serious.

Houtong Witch Festival never thought that Hou Shizi of Qingzhou, who was almost assassinated and killed by the Black Mountain Department not long ago, would have such strong luck.

If he had the ability to observe qi, he would definitely not make a rash move when he saw Feng Yuan's qi number.

But it's too late to say anything now, the spell casting failed, the black mountain wood was directly impacted, the seven orifices bled and suffered heavy losses, and half of the strength of ten percent was wasted.

Even if he takes care of his body, it is impossible for Black Mountain Wood to regain his full strength.

Distance.

When Black Mountain Mu forcibly cast the spell, Feng Yuan's eyes were also dark, and he felt like his head had suddenly exploded, his body shook, and he almost fell off the horse.

But this feeling comes and goes quickly.

Feng Yuan regained consciousness in the blink of an eye, and he reached out and took out a small bronze mirror from his sleeve, and used the Qi Observation Technique to observe himself. I saw that above his heavenly spirit, the original red canopy was scattered, scattered into patches of red clouds.

"It's dangerous!"

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Feng Yuan's forehead, if it wasn't for the fact that he had obtained enough qi in the Blue Blood Sword World to let his luck skyrocket, I am afraid that he would have been hit just now.

He has good luck, and he can turn evil into good fortune and resist evil spells and curses, but after resisting once, it also greatly reduces the number of wind vitality, and if he does it again, he will not be so lucky.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the cliff, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

These three Dongyi people who ambushed themselves must be killed!

At this time, Ganzen had already caught up with Feng Feiqing, and the two were already close to the cliff.

"Two Realm Generals ......"

Black Mountain Mu barely struggled to get up at this time, forcibly holding back the injuries in his body, and when he saw the current situation, he couldn't help but show a trace of despair on his face.

Hou Hua's eyes condensed, and when Gan Cen and Feng Feiqing approached, his palms were as fast as lightning, and he shot four long arrows in a row in a very short time.

These four long arrows, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, are like flying fire meteors, tearing through the sky, and they came to each other in an instant.