Tianya Mountain is located in the northwest of Sanxuancheng for 800 miles, named Mountain, but in fact it is a majestic mountain range that spans nearly 1,000 miles from east to west.

There are two main peaks, standing next to each other, each more than a thousand feet high.

There is a canyon between the two peaks, which is the closest passage connecting the Three Xuan City and the Lingwu Mountain Range. Now the demon beasts near the Lingwu Mountain Range are rioting, and the beast tide is frequent, if you don't hold the Tianya Mountain Canyon, the demon beasts are bound to pass through here, go straight south, and cause trouble in Sanxuan City.

Therefore, after the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect dealt with the matter of the Sword Gate, they assigned a task to Miss Chen Er and Gongsun Yi of the City Lord's Mansion to defend the Tianya Mountain Canyon and intercept the demon beasts.

It's just that as Kong Liren said, it has been three full days since the mission was dispatched, why didn't Gongsun Yi send a message back to Sanxuan City for help?

Feng Yi rode his horse and thought anxiously.

Thinking about it, it was difficult to understand the secret, so he simply shook his head and put his doubts aside, and continued to stare at the bright fire light in the northwest direction, staring at the battlefield.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Tianya Mountain, getting closer and closer.

When he got closer, Feng Yi clearly smelled a strong smell of blood in the night breeze blowing across his cheeks.

There is also the smell of human blood, and there is also the smell of demon beast blood.

The two phases are doped, which is disgusting.

The corpses of people, the corpses of monsters, were piled up in a mountain, blocking the way forward.

The horse was inconvenient to run, so Feng Yi had to turn over and jump off the horse, and gallop wildly.

"Ah......h

The outer hall guard of the Gongsun family was bitten on the right leg by a black wind demon wolf with green eyes, and he screamed loudly, swinging the heavy sword in his right hand sharply.

However, the heavy sword had already broken by itself, and no matter how he swung it, he would never be able to kill the black-haired demon wolf that was only the size of an earth dog.

"Miss Yi...... Save...... Help me......"

The guard knew he was going to die, but he didn't want to die. When the blood was flowing wildly and the pain was raging, he only thought of asking his master for help.

But where is his master now?

is on the front line of the battlefield, holding a long sword, fighting bloodily.

There were more than thirty demon beast corpses lying beside her, and at a cursory glance, there were first-order demon beasts Black Wind Demon Wolf, Red Flame Porcupine, Long-armed Spirit Ape, and Red Feather Eagle......

There are also two second-order demon beasts with dark purple sharp spikes growing all over their bodies, Purple Flame Porcupine.

The corpse of the demon beast is the best proof of Gongsun Yi's courage and skill. However, after all, she is only a Quenching Body Realm martial artist, and she is still a daughter, no matter how brave she is, how can she withstand this bloody battle for several days, and how can she stop the various demon beasts in the Tianya Mountain Canyon that are no less than 300 before and after?

"Ah......h

The red feather eagle has been swooping with its wings, sharp as a sword, and its sharp beak with a cold light pecked at Gongsun Yi's right arm.

She was exhausted, unable to dodge and block, and in an instant her skin opened and her bones cracked and blood flowed.

The girl screamed and fell to the ground.

The red feather eagle flapped its wings and rose into the air, ready to gather momentum to attack again.

A Lingyan leopard saw the opportunity, and suddenly jumped vertically, and flew forward. The claws probed forward, the bloody mouth opened, and he recognized Gongsun Yi's blood-stained neck, and was ready to bite down.

Life and death are at stake, and there is no room for trouble.

At this moment, a sword came into the air.

It is a heavy sword, and the person who uses the sword is cold in black robe, it is Shen Bin.

The heavy sword swept, and the Lingyan leopard knew that the blade was sharp, and he didn't dare to regret it, so he immediately retreated.

Another sword slashed through the air.

It's a light sword, and the person who uses the sword is a white-faced young man, and it's Gong Shen.

The Lingyan leopard was cut in two, and its essence and blood were swayed, accompanied by the snow in the sky, splashing Shen Bin and Gongsun Yi's faces.

The girl escaped death, panting and looking depressed.

But she finally survived again.

She was rescued, but what about the outer hall guard who had just asked her for help?

Naturally, there is, a teenager with a black knife.

"Sealed ...... Commander Feng!"

It was Feng Yi, who was slashed down with one sword, and the Black Wind Demon Wolf's head and body were separated.

But he came a little too late, and although the guard begged for his life, he could not save one of his legs.

The leg bones are broken, and the flesh is blurred.

Although the pain was there, the guards didn't have time to scream and snort. He just looked at Feng Yi directly, as if he saw the hope of living.

Feng Yi's murderous name is known to everyone in the Gongsun family, and no one knows it. It was an invincible existence below the Inner Rest Realm.

With him bearing the brunt, what are those demon beasts afraid of?

Feng Yi didn't know what the guards were thinking, and after killing the Black Wind Demon Wolf, he couldn't help frowning when he saw that his injuries were severe.

In the battlefield, there were no less than three hundred demon beasts, and the outer hall guards of the Gongsun family and the city lord's mansion were only less than fifty.

In this bloody battle in the middle of the day and night, more than 50 people died, and the tragedy of the battle can be imagined.

At present, the enemy is outnumbered, and it is convenient for him to lose one more person, which is also an extremely heavy loss, and can even affect the situation of the war.

So, if you can't die, try not to die again.

The screams of the guards, the neighing of monsters and birds, the noise boiled.

Snow and blood blended, cold and heat collided, and in the chaos, there was no room for Feng Yi to think too much.

He hurriedly reached into the Xuan sac, took out a healing pill, and stuffed it into the mouth of the guard with a broken leg. Then he flew into the battlefield, and the Xuandao danced into a silver curtain of light, and the blood was non-stop.

The strength of the first-order demon beasts is also superior to inferior, such as the Red Flame Porcupine, at most, it can only be compared to the fourth- or fifth-level martial artists of the Quenching Body Realm.

The Black Wind Demon Wolf and the Red Feather Eagle are a few points stronger, about the same as the six or seven layers of martial artists with a quenched body.

As for the long-armed spirit ape and the spirit rock leopard, they are much more fierce, and they are already able to compete with the martial artists of the eighth or ninth level of cultivation.

Because Gongsun Yi, Shen Bin, Lingzhi, Kong Liren, and Miss Chen Er of the City Lord's Mansion led the crowd to block it, those fierce demon beasts did not find a chance to break through the interception line and come to the rear of the battlefield.

Only a small number of Black Wind Demon Wolves and Red Feather Eagles rushed over with their swift speed, fighting with the guards of the outer hall.

The guards of the outer hall were unevenly cultivated, some were high and some were low, most of the high ones rushed to the front line of the battlefield, and the low ones stayed in the rear. Even dealing with the Black Wind Demon Wolf and the Red Feather Eagle, or the Red Flame Porcupine, is a little weak.

After a while, the dead and wounded were added, and the miserable cries were heard endlessly.

Feng Yi carried a Xuandao in his hand, or chopped or chopped, killing these inferior demon beasts, such as chopping melons and vegetables.

But after all, he is only one person, how can he really affect the situation of the war?

He couldn't stop the shadow of death, so he could only do his best to delay death as slowly as possible.

While slashing, move to the front line of the battlefield.

There are too many demon beasts, and there are more and more demon beasts that have broken through the interception line and rushed to the second line of the battlefield. Killing alone cannot be done, and only by re-plugging the gap in the interception line can we stop this situation that is gradually becoming a rout.

"Warriors, behind you is Sanxuan City, our hometown. If the defense line in this place is broken, let the demon beasts go south. Sanxuan City will be razed to the ground by the iron hooves of demon beasts. And the people of the city will be killed and wounded. There are your parents, family, friends, and confidants. In order for them to live in peace, at this time, they will not do their best to fight to the end, and when will they wait?"

A crisp woman's voice, overshadowing the screams of the guards and the neighing of the demon beasts and birds, sounded from the front line of the battlefield.

It's not Gongsun Yi, it's a tall girl wearing a blood-colored skirt, cold eyebrows and a cold face.

She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, the age of Ruhua, but she was helplessly trapped in this situation, and her left arm was bitten off by a demon beast.

Now with one arm and a sword, the blood was pouring out, but she gritted her teeth and endured the pain, shouting loudly to boost her morale.

Who is she?

It is the second lady of the City Lord's Mansion of Sanxuan City, the niece of the city lord Chen Anping, Chen Ling.

was originally a pampered person, but now he fought bloody battles with many outer hall guards, and was injured and bleeding together.

With this woman in front of them, the guards of the outer hall no longer felt inferior, let alone just a small person, who could run away at any time, find a safe place, and steal their lives.

"Grandma's, for the sake of the hometown fathers, for the sake of the wife and children, kill his mother. ”

Someone roared loudly, which immediately aroused the excitement of the crowd.

The guards who had already lost their swords picked up their swords again, and the guards who had already had the intention of retreating boiled blood again.

The sound of shouting and killing, like thunder, shook Feng Yi's ears and roared, and the killing intent was blazing.

With a single sword, he slashed a long-armed spirit ape that took the opportunity to break through the defense line.

It was a white-haired ape as tall as an adult, but much more stunning, with bloodshot eyes and turned fangs, and an ugly and fierce appearance.

The strength is even more impressive, enough to rival the Quenching Nine-Layer Realm martial artist.

But it was unlucky and ran into Feng Yi.

With a knife out, Feng Yi did his best.

However, the Xuandao only slashed into the chest and abdomen of the long-armed spirit ape, and did not penetrate through its body, cutting it in two.

It's not that the gibbon spirit ape is defenseless, and it's not that Feng Yi's strength is weak. Instead, he used a straight-ridged sword, which was long but light.

This kind of blade is suitable for the way of light and swift change, and it is not suitable for the way of slashing and slashing with wide opening and closing.

Therefore, Feng Yikong has the power of flesh and blood, and he can't use it completely.

Of course, his own lack of explosiveness is also a big reason.

The Xuandao entered the abdomen, and the spirit ape could not die for a while, and his arms, which were nearly five feet long, were suddenly raised, and then smashed down towards Feng Yi's head.

Feng Yi was alarmed, and hurriedly dodged sideways, and then flew out with a kick, hitting the crook of the spirit ape's leg.

The spirit ape half-knelt on the ground, Feng Yi drew his knife and spun around, sweeping towards its neck.

A knife is implemented, and the head is in a different place.

The blade was stained with filthy and smelly blood, Feng Yi didn't stop for the slightest, found a red flame porcupine, flew forward, and slashed again.

While slashing, he secretly wondered what the difference between his wind-chasing sword technique and Han Tian's swift heavy sword was.

He has been practicing the Wind Chasing Knife for more than ten years and has mastered the essence of this knife technique. And it has always been invincible, and it is difficult to meet opponents.

With this quick knife, even the powerful Wang Hongliang was beaten by him. But when he met Han Tian, it was the first time he felt that his strength was not enough.

"Why?"

Feng Yi asked himself.

However, he was limited by his own knowledge and couldn't figure out why.

"Is the Wind Chasing Sword inferior to that Han Tian's swordsmanship?"

"Is my cultivation inferior to Han Tian?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my thinking was disordered, and I couldn't figure out the slightest clue.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar muffled snort coming from next to him.

Feng Yi hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that Kong Liren was hit by a rushing Lingyan leopard, spurting blood from his mouth, like flying and falling.

The halberd took off its hand and swirled through the night sky. Feng Yi hurriedly flashed forward to hold Kong Liren up, and then reached out to stop the halberd with a Xuan knife, turned and rotated, and stuck it diagonally on the ground.

Although Kong Liren's halberd is not a Xuan soldier, it is a special blade, with extremely high hardness and a weight of no less than three hundred catties.

Feng Yi spun around in a moment, and suddenly felt a bright light flash in his mind, and in an instant, he blessed his soul and seemed to have an understanding.

There was a glint of eagerness in his eyes, and without waiting for Kong Liren to speak, he hurriedly stuffed his Xuandao into his hand, and then lifted his halberd and threw himself into the battlefield.

Sweeping, smashing, blocking, slapping......

"No, I haven't learned the halberd method, so it's not easy to use. ”

The thought flickered, and he immediately switched to the wind chasing knife method.

The halberd is heavy and about eight feet long, so it is very difficult to use the wind-chasing knife technique.

It's not that it's not easy, it's just that Feng Yiping is used to using fast knives, but now the knife technique has suddenly slowed down, and he doesn't feel very comfortable.

However, this discomfort only lasted for a moment, and as the battle became more and more intense, he gradually put aside his mixed thoughts and concentrated on the matter of slashing and killing demon beasts, and the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared.

The more the halberd is used, the more comfortable it becomes, and the wind-chasing knife technique used in this way becomes more and more smooth and fast.

Everywhere he went, it was like a galley crossing, the halberd was dancing, sweeping thousands of armies, and the demon beasts were killed and wounded.