The sudden heavy rain shrouded Bess Mountain in a cloud of smoke, and people's view was obscured by the rain and fog that covered the mountain. It was still early afternoon, and the sky was gray, and the Invalids enveloped themselves with an invisible barrier, waiting quietly.

More than thirty scouts have been shuttling on the road, and the elders have gathered together, analyzing all kinds of information, and the information is getting less and less, and even the scouts have not returned for a long time.

Aaron called a young herald. "You rush back to Chiba City immediately and inform the patriarch that the swordsman has probably launched an attack, so hurry!" his voice was a little hoarse and looked a little panicked.

The clansmen of Chiba City are retreating in an orderly manner, the huge portal has consumed Eric's huge spiritual power, even Tuobi City will be discovered sooner or later, Eric looked at the retreating clansmen and fell into thought, maybe Andrew was right.

A Glory Guard soldier quickly walked over, "Elder Aaron, news is coming that the enemy is approaching!"

With a slight leap, Eric vanished, only to make a golden trail in the pouring rain.

The pouring rain enveloped Riverrun, making it even more solemn and solemn. Two maroon horses galloped out of the city gate, their hooves splashing a small rain mist.

The wind wrapped in the rain and slapped on the wind and dust, making a crisp sound, like a lonely old man caressing the old horse-head harp, playing the most desolate music in the world. Behind the dusty hat, Ji Ya's two small hands tightly grasped the silk silk tied around Fengchenyang's waist.

Feng Chenyang looked at Andrew and laughed. "Shorty, you have to learn to ride a horse!"

Andrew was more like riding than strapped to the horse, he lowered his head and pursed his lips to not speak, his hands clung to the edge of the saddle, his stomach tumbling, and his face was iron-blue.

Two horses galloped through the rain, dragging a bright mist behind them.

Eric stood quietly at the top of the mountain, he felt a little strange, he slowly raised his palms, and a huge air flow rolled in the air, the rain seemed to stop, and the rain rolled up by the air flow gathered to form a powerful torrent, winding and churning in the air. He suddenly pressed his palms to the ground, and the huge torrent galloped towards the dense forest to the west with a sharp roar, and was about to enter the dense forest and gradually differentiate into thousands of icicles, like a sharp sword with a sheath, piercing the dense forest to its heart's content, and the huge impact drove the entire forest. The miserable cry accompanied by the neighing of the war horse clearly reached everyone's ears.

Countless swordsmen poured out across their horses, wielding their sharp sword-breakers, and they charged towards the mountain.

"Phew" Feng Chenyang pulled the reins, the war horse stopped with a snort, he slowly drew his long sword, jumped off the horse, he draped the hat on Ji Ya's body, and made a silent motion.

Andrew, who had followed, stood on the stirrup and desperately held on to the reins, and the war horse finally stopped. He watched through the rain curtain as Feng Chenyang stood in front of him with a long sword in his hand.

Feng Chenyang tried to listen to everything around him with his ears, and he could distinguish even the slightest strange noise, and he hung his sword on the ground, and the rain "ticked" on the sword splashed, flowing down the blood groove to the ground. Four heavily armored swordsmen flashed out of the dense forest, and the Broken God Sword in their hands glowed with a faint cold light.

Feng Chenyang didn't give them time to prepare, his sword roared and slashed towards the nearest swordsman, the blade cut through the rain curtain and set off a perfect arc, the swordsman was defenseless, and hurriedly jumped back, and the other three swordsmen attacked at the same time, Feng Chenyang didn't pay attention to it, and quickly followed, in his eyes, the swordsman who dodged had completely lost the ability to resist, his speed and strength were exerted to the extreme, and he had to kill with one blow. There was a "click", and the sound penetrated the rain curtain and clearly entered the ears of the wind and dust, which was the sound of a long sword piercing bones. Immediately, the long sword was drawn and accurately sealed the path of the three broken divine swords, and the swordsman behind him who had been pierced through his body was slowly falling, and the iron battle armor did not save his life. The gushing blood mist was forever fixed in his dilated pupils.

The remaining swordsmen didn't dare to be careless anymore, and the Broken God Sword slashed towards the wind and dust one by one, wrapped in pieces of sword light, and the air seemed to be torn apart by this piece of sword light.

Andrew and Gia stayed in the rain, watching the people in the rain fiercely attack, but they couldn't help anything. Everywhere there was the sound of metal crashing, and the sparks from the impact were fleeting, dazzling and gorgeous.

Feng Chenyang worked hard to find an opportunity, the three swordsmen were like having a spirit rhino, assisting each other, attacking each other, almost no flaws could be found, his sword was sharper, and each sword carried a terrifying cold light. The swordsmen's Excalibur Swords were suppressed and went on the defensive. The flaws were immediately revealed, time seemed to stand still in an instant, and Feng Chenyang observed the position of the tip of the sword, calculated the distance of the slash, and controlled the speed of the body...... Approaching perfection. One block, one and two broken swords were pushed away, his figure flashed and spun against the remaining broken sword, and smashed the sword away with his body, the swordsman hurriedly returned the sword, the person was close, it was the perfect killing distance, and there was a blood mist in the rain curtain.

The two swordsmen wanted to retreat, but it was too late, the wind and dust were full of strength, the smooth ground did not affect his pace, his body was like a ghost, bullying him, he calculated the distance of each step in his mind, even if he squinted, he could accurately push the long sword in his hand into the chest of a swordsman. The remaining swordsmen are still fighting to the death, but the pressure has been reduced a lot, and the swordsman in front of him can no longer pose a threat, and it is only a matter of time before he is solved.

Feng Chenyang's sturdy body seemed to be forever full of strength, his sword was still sharp, and every flip of his wrist left a shining trail in the rain curtain, but the speed of the long sword left that trajectory far behind. Where had the swordsman ever seen such speed and strength, fear slowly crept up on his face, in his mind, I am afraid that only the swordsman leader Yin Li has such a terrifying explosive power.

Just stunned for a moment, Feng Chenyang seized the opportunity, and with a "whoosh" sound, the long sword pierced the air with a sharp roar, and the tip of the sword penetrated through the tiny gap between the armor pieces and pushed it directly in. The swordsman's wide eyes suddenly lost their luster, and he fell to the ground with a splash of white water.

Feng Chenyang wiped a handful of rain, inserted the sword into the scabbard, hung it on his waist, and came over panting. Ji Ya hurriedly handed over the lily hat, and shook his head. "There's no need for it anymore!" he looked at Andrew and asked, "I'm afraid there are still a lot of swordsmen in this forest, I can't beat them if I'm tired, why don't you two find a place to hide, and I'll go and find out the situation?"

Andrew suddenly remembered something, and asked anxiously, "Wind and dust, where is your spear?"

"When dealing with Chaotian in the backwater swamp, the handle of the gun broke, and it was gone, oh!" he understood. "The rusty one you mentioned? I asked the blacksmith shop in Riverrun to dissolve it and rebuild it, and the gun weighed just right, and I was reluctant to throw it away. ”

Andrew's face was full of despair. "Huh!?" he wanted to speak, and he couldn't speak for a long time.