At the sound of an order, the white-armored soldiers who followed formed a military formation, and the tragic murderous aura was pervasive in an instant, and the military formation seemed to be lined up, but there was a hidden killing intention. The expressions of the masters of the rivers and lakes changed, even if they did, it would be difficult to win favor in this kind of military formation, because they didn't know where the god-destroying arrow that they feared the most.

The onlookers shook their heads one after another, looking at the situation, the Demon God Palace was afraid that it would not be able to escape the fate of destruction, if the people at the core of the Demon God Palace were not injured, they might be able to fight. But before fighting with the Nangong family, they were injured one by one, and then facing this team of elite soldiers, the chances of winning were even more slim. How could everyone in the Demon God Palace not know that they were destroyed only in an instant, and they all protected the two Demon God Stewards and brothers, if they died in battle, they could be exchanged for the bloodline of the Demon God Palace to be preserved, and they were willing to be the ones who fought the fire with the moths.

"He is worthy of being a battlefield general, and he is really full of momentum when he gives an order. In the midst of the tension, a discordant voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads to look at each other, Zhang Kaifeng finished breathing, stood up and said with a smile.

"Hmph, Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng must not make a mistake. ”

"What is self-error?"

"This trip is deep, don't drown. ”

"This is not necessarily, although my Zhang Kaifeng's water nature is a little worse, but I am afraid that I will not be able to drown. Zhang Kaifeng patted the saber on his waist and smiled brightly.

"Yelang is arrogant, do you really think that no one can take care of you?" shouted the White Armor General.

"General, he's just an outsider, so why bother with more troubles. Demon God Sky said.

"It's late, he, Zhang Kaifeng, is not only a traitorous descendant of the empire, but also a prisoner who robbed Nangong Jun, and he will be dealt with according to the law, which is not inappropriate. General Baijia said coldly: "Your Demon God Palace is not only a big crime to provoke disputes privately, but now it is also colluding with the descendants of traitors, and its crimes can be punished by the Nine Clans." ”

"What a big breath, does the general think that with Zhang's strength, can he kill all your subordinates?" Zhang Kaifeng looked cold, stretched out a finger and asked.

The white-armored general looked at such a contemptuous move, his face was full of hideous sneers, and before he could make any moves, the lieutenant beside him had already swept out of his horse.

Di Lao was sideways, his purpose was very clear, to block Mo Lao from rescuing Zhang Kaifeng. It's just that unexpectedly, Mo Lao turned a blind eye to this, and sat on the side leisurely.

Without Mo Lao's obstacle, the Du Lieutenant breathed a sigh of relief, regardless of the relationship between his superiors and subordinates, he was also a comrade-in-arms who shared weal and woe, and the Du Lieutenant who had already left the horse had a surge of killing intent, and a snow-white sword light slashed forward.

The sword was blazing, and it permeated with a killing aura unique to the battlefield. Before the knife arrived, it was enough to breathe people's hearts.

However, when the knife was about to hit Zhang Kaifeng, he didn't even look at the sharp knife, just turned sideways. In an instant, the sword fell at his feet.

Everyone was taken aback, they couldn't imagine that the judgment of the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng was so sharp, and he actually avoided the swift sword qi in an instant. On the battlefield, commanding the army to fight the enemy, it is almost impossible to easily find out the bottom of the opponent, especially against the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

One blow failed to make a contribution, the captain already had several plans, and the moves would not freeze for a moment, and the war knife in his hand took advantage of the situation, falling from the sky, and the trajectory remained the same, only the cold star was a little bit.

However, the deflected cold star was the most lethal thing, and the war knife seemed to come to life again in an instant, and the sword faded from the breath of old age, and was reborn, slashing off the shoulder with a slash.

"The sword implies the method of military formation, and it is indeed a genius. Di Lao glanced at it and said.

Mo Lao nodded, and then said: "It's a pity that the opponent he met is better than him, the young master's swordsmanship cultivation is better than before, I'm just afraid that the little guy will return in vain." ”

"You think so highly of him. Elder Di asked.

"If you talk about the roots, the young master is far inferior to the predecessors of previous generations. Mo Lao replied truthfully, and then his eyes were shining, and he said: "However, if you talk about talent, the young master is even higher than the predecessors, and the so-called heaven rewards diligence." ”

Just as the two were talking, the lieutenant had already swung his knife and slashed down, but it was missed, he slashed into a phantom, and Zhang Kaifeng was already three steps away.

"If I can draw my sword, even if I lose. Zhang Kaifeng said with a smile after taking his hand.

Du Wei's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you think you can dodge the next knife after dodging my knife? ”

As soon as the words were finished, the stone under the steps suddenly shattered, and the speed of the whole person doubled. Suddenly, a white torrent rushed out with an astonishing momentum, and the young lieutenant's sword intent was blazing at this time, like a rushing flood pouring down.

The spectators couldn't see the figure of the young lieutenant clearly, and only saw the torrent that was rushing out. On the other side, the magic sword standing three zhang away stood still, like a rock, nailed to the center of the central raging river, not afraid of how fierce the torrent was.

As the white torrent got closer and closer to the magic sword, a torrent that was originally chaotic actually stared at it slowly, no longer agitated, and finally turned into a knife. Suddenly, the sword intent skyrocketed, soaring into the sky, making the white blade even more blazing.

It was just a blink of an eye, and Zhang Kaifeng was near, and the war knife in his hand was even more poised to stab out towards Zhang Kaifeng's chest.

No matter the wind and waves, my body is immovable, Zhang Kaifeng is a god, he never thought of pulling out the sword at his waist, and he is even more immovable in the face of the pressing white sword. Only an inch after the knife was inches away from him, he struck, moving like thunder, swift as lightning, and two fingers caught the unstoppable sword.

"Khooth!"

The crisp sound broke the heavy breath in the air, and everyone was taken aback, facing the overwhelming battle sword and demon sword Zhang Kaifeng took it so easily. Moreover, after just after a fierce battle, with the injury not healed, the strength of the internal force is probably far beyond their understanding.

The war knife was blocked, the young lieutenant was not in chaos, his left hand turned into a palm, and the majestic internal force was slapped on the handle of the knife, and suddenly the knife strength surged, like a brute dragon rampage out, and the war knife took advantage of the situation to advance another inch, and it had already reached the mouth of the clothes. The surging power of the war knife seemed to stir up a monstrous wave on the calm lake, and the surging sword qi overflowed, and the Dao slashed towards the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng who had not yet drawn the sword.

On the steps, the situation between the two people in front of the other reversed again, and the young lieutenant attacked like a bamboo, forcing the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng to a dead end. Fortunately, the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng and his two fingers always firmly grasped the tip of the knife, otherwise the young lieutenant had saved that palm just now, and the war knife would have passed through his chest. It's just that it doesn't change the ending either.

It's too big, in everyone's opinion, although the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng is indeed amazing after the battle with the old man, but daring to take the knife of the peak powerhouse of the god before the internal injury has healed is tantamount to asking for his own death. Although the old man who came to help was strong enough, don't forget the existence of the old man, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he can kill the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng here and the Nangong family is happy to see it.

Looking at the dilemma of the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng, the young lieutenant showed a cold color of disdain on his face, no matter how arrogant and arrogant people were, they would not dare to take his knife so big, especially the knife tempered on the battlefield, although he was at the border, but he had countless bloody battles with the barbarian masters, and the weight of the sword killing aura honed by the white armor general was also appreciated.

"Why, don't you stop it?" asked the old man.

Mo Lao, who came in the dust, said helplessly: "As soon as I make a move, you will also make a move, and when the time comes, it will affect the young master, so let's wait and see what happens!"

Just when the two half-step innate chats fell, the variables rose again.

"You don't have a chance. The young lieutenant drank coldly, and when Nei Yuan mentioned it again, he pushed it out with even more ferocious force.

There is already a cliff behind him, and even if he wants to retreat, it is extremely difficult, because the person in front of him has been waiting for the sacrifice to kill when he retreats.

"Opportunity?" Zhang Kaifeng, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and smiled, and said, "My opportunity has always been on the sword, but you are not qualified to see it yet." ”

"It's you who are in danger right now, as for the so-called qualifications. The young lieutenant shouted: "Then you can keep that little bit of pitiful dignity and go to the Yellow Spring!"

Even if the knife doesn't kill him, you can humiliate him so that he knows that even if it is not a fish swimming in a lake, it can startle the world with a single shot.

(End of chapter)