"Suffer!"

Seeing this, the soldiers on the city wall looked at each other.

When they saw Chen Feng rushing forward just now, everyone thought that he was dying generously. But he didn't expect that with the strength of one person, he forcibly passed through the desolate army formation and killed into thousands of troops, causing a panic among the desolate cavalry.

This is simply a feat that has never been done before or since!

At least in the land of the Southern Great Wilderness, it has never appeared.

Some people even feel that Chen Feng may be able to hunt down 3,000 cavalry with one as a thousand, as long as it continues to develop according to this situation.

But the desolate clan was not brainless, and immediately changed their strategy, using the tactics of crowds to surround Chen Feng, trapping him in a circle, and fighting the trapped beasts.

"Dad, you send troops!" "Dad, you send troops!" the girl on the side, Lanjing, grabbed the sleeve of the blue sky and said.

"Send troops?"

Lan Kong frowned, pondered for a long time, and seemed to feel a little reasonable.

He was originally very afraid of the Iron Cavalry of the Desolate Clan, and could only rely on the advantage of the city wall to defend, and he could never take the initiative to attack, which was his many years of marching experience.

But now, Chen Feng has entered the army formation and has already disrupted the desolate formation, if they send a large army, they may have the strength to fight!

The other soldiers, as well as the monks, had different opinions.

"City Lord, I am also in favor of sending troops!"

"The last general is willing to be a pioneer!"

As a soldier defending the city, Rong Ma has admired a hero like Chen Feng the most in his life, and he would rather go to Huangquan with him!

But many more people are opposed.

"City Lord, be cautious... If we are defeated, we will not be able to hold this city!"

"That's right! Maybe the people of the Desolate Tribes did it on purpose, that is, to trick us into sending troops? They have 3,000 iron horsemen, but he can't be alone, I don't believe it first!"

"It must be a conspiracy!"

There are more and more voices in support.

In the end, the city lord's blue sky was shaken, he looked up into the distance, shook his head and sighed, and did not speak.

Blue crystal still didn't give up, begging on the side, but it was useless.

Hong Shuhao lay on the city wall, looking into the distance, his eyes were red.

Zhao Yue couldn't cry for a long time, and only hoped that he could stand with Chen Feng at the last moment, even if he was willing to die.

In the battlefield.

Countless iron horses surrounded it, forming an iron bucket, tightly wrapping Chen Feng. Chen Feng set off and wanted to rush out, knocking several war horses one after another, but the gap was immediately filled.

Facing the javelin that came over, Chen Feng had to temporarily retreat.

As the encirclement continued to shrink, Chen Feng's range of activity was only ten zhang in radius, and in this range, his body technique could not be used at all, and he could only fight hand-to-hand with the iron horseman.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, if it goes on like this, Chen Feng will be besieged to death sooner or later!

The golden light barrier around him was already riddled with holes, and the light flickered and dimmed, and he was in a precarious state. The body was also constantly injured by the sword soldiers of the Iron Cavalry, and although there was no blood, it was also marked with white marks.

"Here comes the sword!"

Chen Feng stomped his foot violently and waved his sleeves.

'Bang

In an instant, all the cavalry around them suddenly stared, and a bright golden rainbow was reflected in their pupils, as gorgeous as the golden crow in the sky.

In just a split second, their consciousness was cut off.

I saw Jin Hong draw a beautiful sword flower, slashing through the surrounding dozens of zhang, countless knives, guns and iron armor, all of which were easily cut like brittle pieces of paper, with flickering sparks and the sound of steel being torn apart.

'Bang bang!'

Dozens of cavalrymen, all of whom fell to the ground, their bodies were cut into flesh and blood, and there were stumps everywhere.

More cavalry in the rear hurriedly filled up and prevented Chen Feng from escaping.

"Look for death!"

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand and waved.

The Guiyuan sword slashed forward again, and within a fan-shaped range, dozens of cavalry were killed.

In the wind and sand, a cloud of blood mist burst out.

The cavalry and war horses, armor and weapons of these desolate tribes, the iron horses they are proud of, are not even used in the slightest in front of this Guiyuan sword. Under the sword of Guiyuan, killing people is like killing chickens.

"Slash, slash, slash!"

When the Guiyuan sword drew the tenth sword, the bones of the cavalry on the ground piled up into a hill.

The desolate cavalry finally found out that something was wrong, they couldn't stop Chen Feng from coming out, that golden rainbow was really terrifying, it was easy to kill them.

The crowd stopped, and no longer dared to step forward.

The rain of arrows and javelins they threw over were also cut off by a sword, and the sword rainbow was like a flame, piercing the sky, and even slaughtered into the middle of a thousand armies.

'Boom!'

The cavalry of the desolate clan did not have the slightest strength to resist at all, and let the Guiyuan sword slaughter. They became more and more out of formation, and as more and more cavalry fell to the ground, some people began to retreat!

"Run!"

Some of them started and some followed, and all the horsemen turned around and fled to the rear on horseback.

The Desolate Clan has controlled this land, and in thousands of years of history, only their cavalry has always been able to defeat and flee like today, which is a unique thing!

In the chaos of soldiers and horses, a huge war horse stepped forward, and the desolate general on horseback was holding a mace, his eyes were staring, and he had no fear.

It is the commander of the 3,000 cavalry, the warlord of the famine!

'Hmmm'

I saw that the war general in the famine year picked up the huge mace, threw it out directly, and smashed it across a hundred meters.

Chen Feng raised his hands and blocked with his forearm, and the whole person was knocked back ten meters away, and then rushed towards the Faminenian general.

After the mace is bounced back, the Famine War will be thrown again. Chen Feng still blocked with both hands, and was knocked back a few steps.

Although the mace of the desolate year warrior was powerful, it still couldn't hurt Chen Feng, after all, his physical body was stronger!

When he got to the back, the eyes of the deserted war general turned red, and he pulled the reins violently, and the war horse neighed, like a tank attacking, rushing towards Chen Feng.

"Here comes the sword!"

Chen Feng snorted, and the Guiyuan Sword flew back violently, and the sword suddenly soared, turning into a four-foot sword blade, which was held in the palm of Chen Feng's hand.

He swung his sword in his right hand and slashed at him head-on.

Meanwhile.

The Warlord also picked up his mace and slammed it down on the head.

His mace is different, and the material he makes has a part of the dark iron, which can open up the power of mountain cracking stone. There have been many times when the foundation-building monks of the human race, that is, real people, have been beaten into flesh by maces.

But what shocked the generals of the famine years was.

The moment his mace came into contact with the sword.

'Click'

It seems to be the sound of steel being melted, the whole body is fine iron, and the mace, which weighs hundreds of pounds, has been cut from the middle, and the incision is as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest flaw.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Hong slashed the head of the war horse, and his body, together with the desolate year general riding on the horse, was also crossed by the rainbow.

'Click, click. ’

A cloud of blood mist spilled out of the air, and Chen Feng stomped his foot violently, surrounded by qi around his body, dispelling the blood mist.

I saw that the generals and war horses in the famine years were actually under Chen Feng's sword, as if they had become two people, one left and one right, flying to Chen Feng's rear, and flying more than ten meters by inertia before landing on the ground.

Everyone looked down and immediately took a sharp breath.

Where is this becoming two people? It is clearly a man and a horse that have been split in two neat halves!

"The general, the general, the general, are dead!"

All the desolate cavalry suddenly sank in their hearts.

The next moment, they didn't hesitate, turned around and ran.

Nearly half of the mighty three thousand iron horsemen were killed by Chen Feng at this moment, and there were less than 1,500 people left, fleeing from Jincheng in a panic.

"Edgeworth, Second Style!"

"The sword is divided into yin and yang!"

A voice resounded over the plain like thunder.

The desolate cavalry turned around in shock, and saw a young man standing proudly with his hands in his hands, surrounded by golden rainbows, turning into a light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and Huo Ran slashed it!

It was as if the heavens and the earth were to be split in half by a sword.

'Shhh

After a sword, the Guiyuan Sword returned to Chen Feng's body, and a chilling sword mark was clearly pulled out on the ground, hundreds of zhang long, almost running through the entire battlefield.

This sword mark marks two different worlds.

The cavalry who did not cross the sword marks all fell from their horses and died tragically. Those who stood on the marks of the sword were cut off by the waist. There were only a few hundred cavalry, and they were lucky enough to take out the range of the sword marks, so as to save their lives.

With one sword, kill nearly a thousand iron horsemen!

"Run!"

Without hesitation, they turned around and left, leaving corpses all over the ground, and they didn't bother to pay attention to them.

This young man of the Terran race, armed with a golden sword, will become a nightmare that they will never forget!

Chen Feng didn't continue to move, but took a deep breath, and his voice was like thunder:

"Those who violate my Terran territory will be killed!"

His last sword was originally unnecessary, not to mention that the power of the sword was too strong, and using it once would damage the body.

But Chen Feng still cut out this sword, slashing thousands of horsemen with one sword, defending the dignity of the human race!

I believe that for a long time from now on, the Iron Rider of the Desolate Clan will not dare to step on this sword mark.

After killing people, Chen Feng put his sword into the sheath, turned around and walked through the battlefield, and returned to the outside of the city.

Everyone standing on the city wall, the city lord Blue Sky Blue Crystal father and daughter, the city defenders, the Shengdao people Yunqing and other masters, as well as Hong Shuhao and Zhao Yue, they all stayed on the spot, looking at this returning young man with extremely shocked and reverent eyes, as if looking at a god of war and a myth.

One body is transferred to fight for three thousand miles, and one person can reach a million divisions!