In the face of Yan Beifeng's sincerity, Qi Hong seemed to be a little shaken, but it instantly turned into a burst of self-mockery.

"Thank you Yan Sima, I am already content to be your opponent. Come on, don't be merciful, and fight as hard as you can! Qi Hong's heart was full of emotion, but he also sighed with emotion, he didn't expect that he had been lost for so many years, and he had been understood by his opponent, which was really absurd.

"Okay!" Yan Beifeng saw that Qihong categorically had no intention of surrendering, so it was useless to say more.

The two glanced at each other, made a move at the same time, and hit each other again, this time.

The Qingshuang Sword suddenly erupted with a fierce sword aura, like a cold wind in the depths of winter, gradually spreading. Beggar Hong sensed the changes around him and hurried to attack.

I saw Yan Beifeng erecting a sword in front of him, slashing with two fingers and dancing gently.

For a while, the wind and clouds changed color, the sky was dim, and there seemed to be ice and snow around Yan Beifeng, and the sword qi flowed rapidly, tightly surrounding Yan Beifeng.

The cold air made the generals shrink their necks and be dumbfounded.

"What's going on......?"

"It's the gods who are angry."

"Is it impossible to defeat General Qihong?"

"What should I do, what should I do, what can I do......"

"It's over, it's over."

……

In the Xianrong army array, panicked soldiers whispered.

The coalition soldiers were surprised and delighted, and even Qingfeng dropped his jaw in shock, this is too strong, when did this kid secretly practice such a good swordsmanship and martial arts, I can't be dreaming......

Qi Hong gritted his teeth, he knew that he was no longer the opponent of the little Sima in front of him, but he couldn't retreat, he was the spiritual belief of the Xianrong army, and the god of war of Xianrong, if he retreated, the Xianrong army would definitely be in turmoil, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

I saw Qi Hong pick up the sledgehammer and use all his strength, ready to fight to the death.

Just when he was about to urge the war horse, he saw the horse wailing in pain, begging Hong was frightened, and hurriedly checked, only to see that the war horse's legs had been frozen on the ground, unable to move, and the ice and snow were still strengthening, and if this continued, he would become an ice sculpture even with people and horses. However, if you get off the horse, you will also be frozen, what should you do?

Yan Beifeng looked at the beggar Hong who was in trouble, and sighed silently, I gave you the opportunity to put down the butcher's knife, you are a good courtier, but you are not a good general, I can't help it.

Qingshuang Sword, Tibetan extremely cold gas, and Chixiao Sword came out of the same place, born one after another, if its sword is not driven by people with deep internal strength and cold, it will not have any uniqueness, ordinary people use it, but it is no different from an ordinary iron sword, think about it At the beginning, Luo Feng also found that he could not control this Qingshuang Sword, so he left it to Yan Beifeng as a Shang Fang sword to use, originally intended to be an object representing rights, but I didn't expect that the providence of heaven was, this Qingshuang Sword was in the hands of Yan Beifeng, and it was different today......

The majestic sword qi enveloped the wind and snow, forming a huge whirlpool in front of the two armies.

Begging, in a desperate situation! The horse's legs have been completely frozen, and a layer of ice has formed on the ground...... Qi Hong squinted at Yan Beifeng, he lifted a copper hammer, aimed at Yan Beifeng, and threw it with all his might.

Yan Beifeng frowned, the sword body moved, and a perfect arc crossed the air, and the flying copper hammer was shot down by the sword qi, fell to the ground, and was instantly frozen ......

However, just when Yan Beifeng was gaining momentum, the beggar who jumped after the copper hammer came to his eyes, and when he arrived in front of him, he could only hear the roar of thunder, and he smashed it with all his strength with the copper hammer in both hands!

Yan Beifeng saw that he was dodging over, so he had to come hard, he was angry and dantian, breathing and lucking, gathering the power of thunder on the blade, his eyes glared angrily, and he jumped up to meet the attack.

Begging Hong's desperate fight made all the soldiers burst into exclamations, and their hearts all rose to their throats, and they looked at them with bated breath......

In the air, the hammer and the sword meet.

It's like a gentle kiss.

The moment the blade touched the copper hammer, the ice instantly enveloped the entire copper hammer, and then spread away like a beggar flood at an extremely fast speed.

Beggar Hong gloomed, his eyebrows lowered, and he lost.

The ice quickly spread to his body, freezing him and the Copper Hammer together. From a distance, it looked like Yan Beifeng used his sword to provoke a beggar with a copper hammer, which was very shocking.

"Give me a good time!"

Just as the ice was about to completely cover the beggar flood, he squeezed out the sentence.

With the defeat of Qihong, Xianrong's army fell into a dead silence, and Tuoba Chi silently closed his eyes, his shoulders trembling slightly. Tan Gen's eyes were glazed, and he hadn't recovered from his shock, his chest was like a boulder pressed against it, and he was a little out of breath.

Similarly, the coalition soldiers were also surprisingly quiet, but their eyes were full of surprise and admiration, who would have thought that a young Sima who looked weak would have a unique skill and martial arts...... Amazing, it's amazing, I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now in retrospect, no one knows what this Yan Sima is from, usually, such a powerful character must be very famous, or a protégé of a master...... But they had never heard of anything about Yan Sima, so under such a huge contrast before and after, the coalition soldiers also began to wonder who Yan Sima was......

At this moment, Luo Feng and Chang Dan arrived...... Seeing the storm and snow in the show, the frozen situation, Yanbei Fengjian picked the begging flood in the air, four or two thousand catties proudly looked, and the two of them were shocked at the same time like birds listening to the strings and seeing the fish in the net.

"Ah...... Mansion marshal, son, are you here......" Qingfeng came back from his astonishment, and when he saw Luo Feng and Changdan, he hurriedly saluted.

"This ...... This...... What's going on? Chang Dan asked.

"As Childe can see, that's what happened." Qingfeng didn't know what to say, so he had to point to Yan Beifeng and said.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, just because I am in this mountain, even I was deceived by him...... What a Yan Sima! Luo Feng said calmly.

"Amitabha, it's unbelievable...... Ci En Cihai said in unison.

……

At this moment, Yan Beifeng's sword, which was frozen into an ice sculpture, fell to the ground.

Yan Beifeng looked at Qi Hong, stepped forward, and pierced Bing with a sword without hesitation.

Xianrong West Horde General, Prairie Nightmare - Begging Hong, Folding Halberd Hutou Mountain!

Yan Beifeng put away his sword, glanced at the Xianrong army formation with contempt, then turned his horse's head, carried the sword, and walked slowly towards the Xianrong army......

It scared the hell out of everyone.

"Quick, beat the drums, call him back!" Luo Feng hurriedly shouted.

However, the drum beat of the recall, Yan Beifeng turned a deaf ear! One man rode and walked with a sword.

Tan Gen was awakened by Yan Beifeng's movements.

"What is he going to do?!" Tan Gen was shocked and angry.

"Archer prepare!" Tuoba Chi gritted his teeth and shouted, he knew that every time Yan Beifeng took a step forward, his army's heart would suffer a heavy blow, and if he walked over like this again, maybe before he arrived, the army's psychological defense line would collapse.