In fact, the wind evil still has a lot to look forward to.

That is to look forward to the previous thunder can come again, as if saving Yi Tong's life.

But he didn't wait after all.

Feng Jian Che simply and decisively killed him, without giving Wu You any chance.

What's more, even if Wu You makes a move, Feng Jian Che will not retreat.

Even if it is against thunder, Feng Jian Che will kill the wind evil.

Because it represents an attitude.

Since he joined the war, Wu You has been blocking him, and if he is stopped every time, it will also be a great blow to the morale of the barbarian warriors.

What's more, Feng Jian Che also has to buy time for his cavalry.

The priests next to the god were the last defense around Ziwei Venerable.

Kill one less one.

One less, the success rate of the raid will be a little higher.

Even if it is only a little higher, Feng Jian Che has to work hard to complete it, because he has no way back.

There is no turning back for the entire barbarian.

They can only move forward, desperately forward.

Only then can there be hope and light.

The moment Feng Jian Che killed the Wind Evil, the thunder volleyed down again.

This time, Feng Jian Che still didn't dodge.

Feng Jian Che let out a muffled snort, blood spilling down the corners of his mouth.

Then he looked up into the distance and let out a roar of rage.

On the mountain bag in the distance, Wu You's face was expressionless.

His left hand was raised, two fingers of his sword.

This time, it's no longer thunder.

It's a natal sword!

Feng Jian Che increased his speed to the extreme and rushed towards the gods.

Come on, see if your sword is fast, or if I'm fast.

The natal sword pierced through the sky, and it came like a ray of light.

The sword blocked the way of the wind and the stream.

Feng Jian Che raised his foot and kicked it.

The sword hummed, then split instantly.

The split sword formed a man in mid-air.

A man with a sword.

The silhouette of this person is extremely similar to Wu You.

"It" held a sword and stabbed towards the wind stream.

Bang!

Feng Jian Che's leg collided with the sword.

The "Sword Shadow" shattered.

Feng Jian Che staggered back, a long sword mark appeared on his calf, and blood gushed out.

Although the "Sword Shadow" is shattered, the sword is still there.

And the attacks show no signs of stopping.

Feng Jian Che dragged a crippled leg, and then punched it over.

The blade of the sword was hit by a fist, and the blade was bent to the extreme, but it did not break.

Then, the blade bounced.

The huge rebound force directly sent Feng Jian Che out of the air.

Feng Jian Che had tried his best to adjust his posture, but it was difficult for him to do so at the moment.

Eventually, he landed on his back and spurted a pillar of blood.

The sword flew after it.

But it just hovered in front of Feng Jian Che, and did not stab down immediately.

Feng Jian Che slowly stood up, covered his chest with one hand, and sneered: "Wu You, I don't need you to pretend to let me." ”

The sound was not loud, but Feng Jian Che believed that Wu You could hear it.

He knew why Wu You didn't kill him, and the guy was so proud that he was a little paranoid.

Wu You wants a kind of relative fairness, Feng Jian Che has experienced many battles of all sizes along the way, and his physical strength and energy are greatly consumed, and Wu You doesn't want to take advantage of Feng Jian Che, so when he can solve Feng Jian Che, Wu You gave up.

"If you really want a fair matchup, you shouldn't pick a time like this. Feng Jian Che continued: "I have been fighting on the battlefield with my people for so many days, and you should also see the severity of this battle. Whether it's us barbarians, the Seven Nations Alliance, or the Temple, we don't have any hands left. I am the young master of the Demon Sect, so naturally I have to go all out. And you just stand by and wait for your work, I know that you disdain to deal with my countrymen, and your thunder is locked only on me. But is this really fair? Wu You, how ridiculous your creed seems on such a battlefield. Come, stab me to death with your sword. ”

The sword hovering in mid-air trembled slightly.

Wu You responded in this way.

And then it really stabbed.

Feng Jian Che stood motionless in place, choosing the most fierce way to deal with it.

The sword pierced through Feng Jian Che's defenses, and a small half of the sword body sank into Feng Jian Che's chest.

There was no pain on Feng Jian Che's face, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, let out a roar like a trapped beast, and then broke the sword violently!

Wu You's face on the mountain bag suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled a few times.

He hurriedly stabilized his body, and his left hand shook rapidly in the air.

The broken sword that was held tightly in Feng Jian Che's hand began to struggle frantically, and the power was so great that Feng Jian Che felt uncontrollable.

So he threw his sword to the ground and stomped it tightly with his feet.

Seeing this, Wu You's face turned blue instantly.

This is the humiliation of Chiguoguo.

Feng Jian laughed loudly, and blood kept coming out of his mouth: "Wu You, you have been high all your life, and now you are not trampled under my feet!"

Wu You snorted, and the person disappeared on the mountain bag in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Feng Jian Che.

His fingers stabbed into Feng Jianche's throat.

There was no mercy, no hesitation.

Just stabbed it decisively.

Feng Jian Che rose into the air and retreated.

Wu You immediately followed, his fingers only an inch away from Feng Jianche's throat.

But this inch, it seems that it can't be broken through.

The speed of the two of them is very fast, and in the eyes of others, it is two shadows shuttling back and forth in the battlefield, and wherever they pass, the battle will stagnate for a moment.

The snowflakes on the ground were stirred up even more.

This pursuit lasted about a cup of tea.

The speed of Feng Jian Che slowed down.

After all, he was injured, and it was very rare to be able to fight Wu You for so long.

It's pointless to run away again, after all, it's only a matter of time before you get caught up.

So Feng Jian Che stopped, he grabbed the broken sword in his chest with two fingers, and slowly pulled it out.

Then he sat down cross-legged and let out a long, unwilling sigh.

Wu You stood in front of him, standing with his hands in his hands.

He wasn't really trying to kill Feng Jian Che.

It's just that Feng Jian Che admits defeat.

Now, Wu You's purpose has been achieved.

The barbarians' most powerful warriors, their greatest reliance, and their last spiritual pillars, fell.

This end-of-life battle has come to an end.

Wu You looked at Feng Jian Che and said, "Why bother. ”

Feng Jian Che didn't look up: "Heavenly Dao has never given barbarians a chance to choose. ”

"Yes, but you gave up. Wu You said.

Feng Jian Che smiled indifferently, not answering Wu You's question.

On the other side, the cavalry, which had been pinned on by the barbarians, finally rushed to a distance of three zhang in front of the gods.

However, it has also reached the finish line.

Because, Chu Weirui made a move.