The leader of the Feiyan Army is still only a captain, and the generals who have not yet opened the air wheel have not obtained the secret treasure of the air wheel, so they can't jump into the air and chase after the danger, so they can only watch the danger leave.

"you!"

At the moment of emergency, the leader of the Feiyan Army threw the Yanling knife in his hand towards the danger, and the long knife was like a flying arrow, shooting at the danger, and the danger beat his wings in the air, easily flipped and avoided.

"Damn! This birdman is running fast!"

Seeing that the blow of the long knife was fruitless, the leader of the Feiyan Army was very annoyed and failed to stop the danger, so soon there were pursuers to follow, and it would be even more difficult to escape at that time.

When the leader of the Feiyan Army was annoyed, his eyes flashed, and a white light shot into the sky.

I saw that the long knife in Yang Jun's left hand was like lightning, shooting towards Wei Su, forcing Wei Su to turn in a direction in the air.

After shooting out the long knife in his left hand, Yang Jun held the Yanling knife in his right hand in his mouth, and put his feet on the ground, like a gust of wind, rushing past the leader of the Feiyan Army.

"Brush~"

Yang Jun instantly ran to the bottom of a big tree, then used his hands and feet together, slammed up the canopy, and then suddenly jumped into the air, and his body rose more than three feet high.

Stretching out his arms upwards, like a spirit ape, he "snapped" and grabbed the ankle of the danger and pulled it down suddenly.

From throwing knives, to running like lightning, jumping up to the canopy, jumping into the air, grabbing the ankle of the danger, in the blink of an eye, the commander of the Feiyan Army didn't even react.

Wei Su dodged Yang Jun's long knife, panicked, and fled for his life in a hurry, who would have thought that Yang Jun would borrow a tree to take off and chase and kill him.

When he felt that his body sank, he fell a few feet in an instant, and when he was surprised, he looked down and saw Yang Jun pulling his feet.

"Ah~"

The ankle was grabbed by Yang Jun, and Wei Su was terrified, his wings were beaten, his feet were kicked, and his body rolled in the air continuously, wanting to throw Yang Jun off.

But Yang Jun's arms were blessed with the Kui Niu technique at this moment, and his hands were like steel hoops, tightly clamping the ankles of the danger.

Although he was thrown around by Wei Su, Yang Jun still grabbed Wei Su's legs and feet with both hands, and then climbed on Wei Su's back in three or two along Wei Su's legs.

When Yang Jun climbed onto the back of the dangerous place, the dangerous place was even more frightened.

The Black Feather Protoss, with wings on their backs, is extremely agile in the air, and has a great advantage in fighting in the air.

But between the wings behind the back, there is a blind spot for the Black Feather Clan's attack, if the enemy lies on his back and does not shake off, then death is not far away.

After a few shakes, he failed to throw Yang Jun off, and after being frightened, his will to die sprouted, his heart was horizontal, his wrist turned, and he stabbed the long sword into his chest, wanting to die with Yang Jun.

"Ahh

The long sword of danger passed through his chest, and the blade of the sword pierced into Yang Jun's clothes, instantly piercing Yang Jun's chest.

Yang Jun was on the back of the dangerous night, aware of the dangerous action, and his heart was alert.

"Kui Niu Ying Lei!"

The texture of the cow on Yang Jun's chest was triggered, densely packed, and the Tiancang cowhide was instantly formed, blocking the long sword of danger and life with all his might.

But this sword move that ended up with the end, and the danger used the power of his life. In Yang Jun's hurry, the Tiancang cowhide formed by Kui Niu Yinglei could not resist at all, and the long sword immediately pierced into Yang Jun's chest, hitting his ribs, and the sword had already pierced into his lungs.

With a "click", Yang Jun's ribs broke in response.

Between life and death, Yang Jun endured the severe pain, grabbed the feather on Wei Su's head with his left hand, held the long knife in his right hand, and pulled it on Wei Su's neck.

"Tear up!"

Blood and water rained down, and Yang Jun directly beheaded the dangerous lord.

Desperately dead, the sword was unable to push behind him, and his wings stopped fluttering, and then fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the corpse of the dead man slammed into the ground, splashing a puff of smoke and dust.

"Ahem!"

In the dust, Yang Jun coughed up blood, struggled to get up, stumbled, staggered out, and then stumbled, seeing that he was about to fall to the ground.

Yang Jun fought and killed the god captain in the realm of a soldier, which was extremely dangerous, and he would die on the spot if he was not careful, so between life and death, he forced his potential, exhausted his whole body's strength and wisdom, and after a few times, he was already exhausted.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Jun's true qi was condensed like water, and he was able to deal with the spiritual power of the danger of the danger, coupled with the fact that his true qi was strong, and he was in the state of mind of the grandmaster, he operated the mental method, and constantly replenished it, then he would not be able to hold on to a few moves under the danger of the soul.

Although he was finally killed, the blow of Wei Su before his death still seriously injured Yang Jun, and the spiritual power he left in Yang Jun's body was still destroying Yang Jun's body.

At this moment, Yang Jun could only reluctantly suppress the spiritual power of the danger in his right chest, and he was unable to dissolve it.

Seeing that Yang Jun was about to fall, the leader of the Yan Ran Army not far away hurriedly supported him, and the spiritual power of his right hand burst out, slowly imprinting on Yang Jun's chest, helping him force out the spiritual power involved in his body.

"Ahem!"

After a few breaths, Yang Jun sprayed a mouthful of blood, and with the help of the leader of the Feiyan Army, he finally discharged the dark wounds that were left in his body, and the rest were flesh and skin wounds, which were already unhindered.

"Thank you for your help, General!" Yang Jun said a little weakly.

"What kind of general is not a general, my name is Feng Chang, it is Feng Mou, I want to thank the little brother! If it weren't for the little brother, my brothers would have already been killed by the Black Feather Clan! This is a military medicine, sprinkled on the wound, it is very painful, but it is good quickly!"

Feng Chang, the leader of the Feiyan Army, said that, he took out a bag of medicinal powder from his waist and poured it on Yang Jun's wound.

"Hmm~"

His chest burned and the pain was unbearable, and Yang Jun couldn't help but snort, which was similar to being imprinted on his chest by a red-hot soldering iron.

Feng Chang's medicinal powder was very effective, and in the blink of an eye, the sword wound on Yang Jun's chest had stopped bleeding and began to scab and heal.

"What do you call the little brother?"

"Yang Jun, Mu Yi Yang, Jun of the mountains and mountains, Brother Feng, what's going on with these alien races?"

"Hmm~" Feng Chang pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, these people are the Black Feather Divine Clan, from the Divine Kingdom on the other side of the Hengduan Mountain Range......"

"What? The army of the Kingdom of God has already assembled at the Qieyun Mountain, where did this army of the Kingdom of God come from?"

Yang Jun exclaimed, you must know that it is already the beginning of winter, the heavy snow covers the mountains, and the Hengduan Mountain Range is even more Jedi, and the army of the Kingdom of God has never invaded the border in the winter season in the past.

"Three days after the collapse of the underground palace of Qieyun Peak, there was an earthquake in Qieyun Peak, and then eight Tibetan Soldier Valleys were shaken, and countless armies poured out of them, possibly 400,000 people. ”

"Si~400,000 troops!" Yang Jun gasped.

If it weren't for the collapse of the underground palace this time, which shook out the Valley of Tibetan Soldiers, then now Yanran City would still be kept in the dark, and when it was winter, the garrison of Yanran City would definitely be relaxed, and more than 400,000 troops of the Divine Kingdom would be unprepared to attack it, and a charge would have captured Yanran City in an instant.

But now, even if the conspiracy of the Kingdom of God is discovered, using the garrison of Yanran City to resist the army of 400,000 of the Kingdom of God is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and Yanran City is already a dangerous city.

"I, the Evil Tiger Battalion of the Feiyan Army, are responsible for warning this ten-year hunt, and after discovering the Tibetan Soldier Valley, the battalion owner immediately arranged several teams of men and horses to rush to Yanran City to report the news. ”

"Wouldn't it be faster to carry a pigeon or a hawk?"

"The letter eagles in the camp have all been released, but with the Black Feather Clan here, the sky has been blocked, and it is estimated that not even a single sparrow can fly out of Cutting Cloud Peak. Now we can only hope that the messengers can get the news out in time. ”

While Feng Chang and Yang Jun were talking, several other Feiyan soldiers had already dug two deep pits on the spot, carried the dead partners into the pits, arranged them neatly, and then covered them with soil.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man had no return date.

Feng Chang picked up a wooden board, took out a dagger from his boots, carved a few words on the board, and then stuck it on the ground.

Everyone was silent for a while, and Feng Chang led the remaining eight people, together with Yang Jun, a group of ten people, and hurried east.

Less than half an hour after Feng Chang and his party left, several snow-white giant wolves walked out of the forest, and then several burly figures emerged from behind the giant wolf.

Several people came, with dogs and human bodies, hideous faces, covered with iron armor, some carrying double knives, some carrying maces, and some carrying longbows.

Everyone was eight or nine feet tall, and the leader was about a foot tall, like a giant.

Looking at the traces of battle on the ground and the corpses of the Black Feather Clan, the leader patted the giant wolf beside him, took a few steps forward, leaned down, and saw the wooden sign standing on the ground by Feng Chang.

"Terran Heroic Soul Yongzhen Western Frontier"

The leader looked at it for a moment, stepped the wooden plank into the ground with one foot, and said coldly:

"Yongzhen Xijiang?hehehe! The entire wasteland will be the food of my Roaring Heavenly God Clan......"