"I order you to lead the Tianxing Battalion and set off immediately to exterminate the murderer who slaughtered Wangjia Village!"

Hua Hongfei did not mention the 'Black Lotus Sect', and he didn't want more people to know about it.

Hua Xiong comprehended, hugged his fists to receive his life, and then strode away, with a strong body.

Today's Tianxing Camp is no longer the same, although the number of people is less than half compared to before, but the strength is far surpassing!

There are more than seven warriors, more than 3,300 soldiers below the realm of war generals, more than 570 masters of the war general realm, plus 1,000 and 20 Xiliang elite and Xiliang iron cavalry, the strength is enough to shock the entire Beichuan Mansion!

During this time, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry and the Xiliang Elite sent out were not without gains, according to the information sent back, a bandit had been eliminated, more than 500 people had been killed, and more than 1,000 life forces had been contributed to Hua Hongfei.

He didn't hide and drag, and directly summoned fifty Xiliang elites to come out.

Soon after, the gate of the Tianxing Battalion opened, and Hua Xiong led the entire Yongan Battalion to dispatch, according to Hua Hongfei's meaning, this battle must be annihilated, and no one can be let go!

Yan Jinglong followed the large army closely, his eyes were a little excited, this was the first time he had acted since joining the Tianxing Battalion!

On behalf of the Yan family, he led fifty-five members of the family to officially join the Tianxing Battalion, and as soon as he entered the camp, Xiliang's unified, indifferent and ruthless style shocked him.

He had never seen such a good soldier!

Not only is the cultivation strength, but the terrifying aura that rises to the sky makes him even more shocked.

How many people is this going to kill?

This made him even more determined to follow the Celestial Star Battalion.

He was not the only one who had such thoughts, among the large and small forces in Heavenly Star City, although Hua Hong Feichen's order was difficult for them to accept, but in the end, they could only send the children of the clan into the Heavenly Star Camp.

None of them moved out of Star City.

Everyone knows what the situation is outside, and in comparison, the Heavenly Star City, which has the existence of the War King, is undoubtedly more secure.

Hurrying all the way, Hua Xiong's face was cold, and the murderous machine was boiling, and Zhang Beiping next to him felt the coldness, did not speak, and followed closely.

He is now the commander of the Tianxing Battalion, with 500 soldiers under his command, and his authority is not low, second only to Huaxiong.

"General!"

In the distance, there were Xiliang elites running silently, respectfully saluting Huaxiong.

"How?"

Hua Xiong waved his hand and asked directly about the situation.

"The murderer is camped on the mountain peak in front of him, for fear of being discovered, his subordinates and others dare not get too close, and can only roughly estimate, there will never be less than a thousand people! And the strength is not low, it should be all elite people!"

Xiliang elite report.

A cold light flashed in Hua Xiong's eyes, and he ordered in a low voice: "Zhang Beiping, Guan Ping, the two of you will lead the corporal to surround this place, and you must not let go of one person! The rest of the people, follow me up the mountain!"

"Yes!"

The two of them clasped their fists and immediately led their men and horses to divide into two sides and outflank them left and right.

A quarter of an hour later, Hua Xiong looked coldly at the firelight above, waved his hand lightly, and suddenly, more than 1,200 soldiers under his command drew their weapons, their faces were full of murderous intent, raised their eyes to the top of the mountain, and stared coldly.

"Kill!"

Rumble!

The powerful momentum broke out in an instant, Hua Xiong was like a demon god, stepping on the branches, wrapped in blood, in the night, it was particularly terrifying.

"Who?"

There was a commotion from the top of the mountain, but soon it calmed down, and a soldier in black iron armor walked to the edge of the mountain and looked down.

But what awaits them is an incomparable sword light!

The red light was dazzling and dazzling, even in the dark night, it couldn't hide that stunning blood-colored sword light!

Fast!

It completely exceeded the limit speed of the ironclad soldier's reaction, and his vision was full of blood!

Blood Spray!

Dozens of headless corpses stood on their own, filled with bloody aura, and their heads rolled in the air, flying across the void!

Hua Xiong stepped out, and he was already standing on the top of the mountain, his face was cold, his eyes were shining, and he was holding a red big sword, heroic and majestic.

smiled coldly, as if death had descended, and the long knife in his hand swung violently!

The wind and clouds surged, and the endless sword light filled the void, and in the frightened and frightened eyes of the ironclad soldiers, the sword light flew like a sea of knives, and the blood-red light shone, sweeping the sky and destroying everything!

Rumble!

Smoke and dust rise, old trees burst, boulders explode, this scene seems to have become an eternity, a puff of blood swaying, a corpse thrown away, flesh and bones into mud.

The more than 1,000 soldiers of the Yong'an Battalion who followed were full of heat and excitement, and they looked at Hua Xiong like a god and demon descending into the world, full of rage!

"This is the momentum that a man of my generation should have!"

Yan Jinglong's eyes were fiery and passionate, and he looked at the majestic figure with reverence, and his heart was extremely excited.

Without saying anything, Hua Xiong stepped forward, murderous, and the long knife rolled and rushed towards the ironclad sergeant.

The soldiers of the Yong'an battalion followed closely behind, the long knives were cold, and the killing aura stirred the void.

Brush!

Yan Jinglong slashed out with a knife, the flames were surging, and the ironclad soldier in front of him was cut into two sections, his face was hideous, and his face was bloody.

This is already the fifth person to be killed by him!

His eyes were sharp, looking at the enemy soldiers who were retreating in front of him, and he rushed forward with a sharp sword, and stabbed at another ironclad sergeant again!

Clang!

Yan Jinglong's eyes froze, and the knife was blocked!

Master!

But on the battlefield, he can't be allowed to think too much, if he can't make a knife, he will cut another one!

The sword is fierce and murderous!

"Master Teacher! Our side is about to be unable to resist! The enemy general is too strong!"

When the ironclad sergeant was retreating, in the big tent in the rear, a soldier rushed forward, fell on one knee, covered with blood, and spoke anxiously.

"What's the panic! With this sect envoy here, what strong person can there be in these small Beichuan three counties?!"

The shouts of killing outside shook the sky, but inside the big tent was as stable as a mountain, Song Mingda leaned quietly on the seat, his face was as usual, and he was not moved at all.

For the three counties of Beichuan, he has never paid attention to them, they are only a small place, their strength is weak, and a few warriors in the realm of war commanders can claim to be kings and hegemons, and they are far from the base camp of their 'Black Lotus Sect', Xining Mansion, and they cannot be compared at all.

Therefore, although he sensed that there was an extremely strong momentum rising to the sky at the edge of the mountain a few miles away, he didn't care, let alone investigate carefully, just regarded it as the peak of the Divine Mansion, and in his army, there were several priests who were at the peak of the battle commander and even the strength of the quasi-war king!

Enough to kill the enemy!

He didn't need to do anything at all.

"My lord! The enemy general is a five-fold powerhouse of the war king! Several priests have been killed!"

Seeing that the Sect Envoy still didn't care, the soldiers were in a hurry, this enemy was about to be killed here, they totaled 1,500 people, and now it is estimated that there are only 500 colleagues left!

"What?

Song Mingda's face suddenly turned pale, he stood up suddenly, stretched out his right hand, bang!

With a sword roar, a long sword hanging on the right side broke away from its scabbard and flew into the air, grabbed by him!