Chapter Seventy-Three: The Iron Cloak Flying Feather

The tragic fighting, the blood washed the earth, and there seemed to be only a touch of scarlet between heaven and earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Du, Helian Beifeng, two faces full of blood, looked at each other, sparks were shining.

Helian Beifeng struggled hard, but Jiang Dao's big hands were like solid iron tongs, so that he couldn't break free, his arm was in severe pain, as if he was about to leave his body, Helian Beifeng was in a hurry, and slammed Jiang Dao's body with his left hand, making a muffled bang.

Seeing this, the civilians rushed over desperately, and smashed and slashed at the north peak of Helian with their sickles and hoes, but they were like encountering an invisible barrier, and they could not hurt them in the slightest. For Helian Beifeng, the attack of civilians was like scratching his boots, but the pain in his arm shocked his heart.

This kid's brute force is terrifying!

Jiang Du was hit hard in a row, vomiting blood into a rise, the old black and red face full of wrinkles in front of him, as well as the fierce triangular eyes, the indescribable face was hateful, he opened his mouth and let out an unwilling roar, his whole body tensed and exerted, and he actually lifted Helian Beifeng into the air at once.

Helian Beifeng was caught off guard, his thin body suddenly rose off the ground, he was annoyed in his heart, and slammed Jiang Dao's head with his left hand, Jiang Du turned his head to dodge, and the old fist that hung the wind still swept to the corner of his forehead.

Boom! Jiang Du felt as if his head had been hit hard by an iron rod, his body was weak, and his mind was blurred, but in this vague feeling, there were some different things, Jiang Du couldn't tell what it felt, but his heart inexplicably rose tyrannical and bloodthirsty emotions, which made him hot all over his body, and his breath was extremely unstable.

He grabbed Helian Beifeng's arm with both hands and swung his body vigorously, as if he were waving a worn-out humanoid stake in his hand.

The Assyrian soldiers, who were fighting against the civilians, blinked their eyes in disbelief what they had seen—the great Sword Saint had been grabbed by the arm and thrown in the air like a scarecrow.

That bloody, majestic young general, turned out to be so powerful?

The pain from his arm grew stronger and stronger, and Helian Beifeng in mid-air was unable to make an effective attack because he had lost his center of gravity.

Jiang Du's mind was slightly sober, he didn't dare to stop his movements, he could only endure the severe pain, and quickly approached the opponent's camp, and the next moment, Helian Beifeng's body became a deadly human weapon, and the violent collision sound continued to sound in the enemy formation, and the coalition soldiers were smashed by this powerful weapon.

In the eyes of the civilians of Beiyan, Jiang Du was like a god descending from heaven, and he saw that their hearts were swaying and their blood was boiling.

Beiyan has this person, how can he not win?

Helian Beifeng was in mid-air, and although his body was fine, his old face was flushed. He secretly made up his mind that he would not only kill Jiang Du, but also kill all the Beiyan people here......

Suddenly, Jiang Du found that Helian Beifeng's dry and thin body was rapidly expanding, his arms had become thick and strong, and the explosive power was constantly coming, and he couldn't continue to control it.

I saw that among the enemy groups in front of me, the dying and decrepit Helian Beifeng had disappeared, and was replaced by a burly, strange-looking, and fierce middle-aged man, step by step, slowly walking towards him.

Is this the real Helian North Peak?

Looking at the big man with his earthy yellow coat and his bloodstained face, Jiang Du finally showed a trace of surprise.

In fact, Jiang Du didn't know that Helian Beifeng's heart was also shocked now. With the attack strength of his ninth-level warrior, even the hardest stone would be smashed into a pile of powder under repeated heavy blows, but it could not inflict fatal damage on Jiang Du.

Is the other person's body different from ordinary people? Or is it something else? Helian North Peak was puzzled.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise of neighing of people and horses outside the camp gate on the west side, as if someone wanted to break into the camp, and the 10,000 civilians guarding the gate were about to desperately block it, when they heard a low magnetic voice:

"Where is Jiang Stay? We're here to save him! ”

The magnetic voice was cold and piercing, clearly reaching everyone's ears, and the same strength of this person as when Helian Beifeng appeared.

The civilians at the camp gate hurriedly separated a passage, and immediately after, they saw a small group of cavalry rushing into the camp like a whirlwind.

This team of cavalry is in thousands, the dress is not uniform, all of them have cold faces, scars, but it is difficult to hide a trace of fierce aura, the leader is covered with armor, tall and fit, with a light shield in his left hand, a silver heavy sword in his right hand, a long bow on his back, a cold gaze behind a metal mask, and his whole body exudes an unruly and aggressive sharp aura.

Next to the leader was a "girl", wearing red soft armor, tall and slender, with red silk hair, a face like peach blossoms, a pair of beautiful eyes shining, revealing a bit of madness, holding a huge hammer in her hand, and the blood on it had not yet dried.

What a quirky team!

When Helian Beifeng saw these two people, his brows instantly locked, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water. There was an inexplicable feeling between the Yuangang warriors, and the two of them in the distance had the breath of Yuangang warriors.

"Who are these two? Could it be that he is also the general of Beiyan? ”

"Why did Beiyan come out with so many young masters all at once?" Helian Beifeng's heart suddenly felt a nervous mood. A young man who can't be killed, plus two Yuangang warriors, will make the situation even more difficult to control.

At present, these two people don't seem to know who Jiang Du is? It's better to take this opportunity to solve the unbeatable young man in front of you first.

Helian Beifeng strode towards the young man named Jiang Du, but at this time, Jiang Du seemed to be immersed in a certain state, completely unaware of the danger.

Helian Beifeng was secretly happy in his heart, his right hand trembled slightly, and a small narrow scimitar suddenly appeared in his hand, the scimitar was like a small crescent moon, bright and flawless, only the brilliance of the blade flashed from time to time would make people think that it was originally a sharp weapon to kill people - crescent scimitar.

The young man in armor saw the strange-looking Helian Beifeng and the scimitar in his hand from a distance, and at the same time saw his target, which was a tall young man who stood still and couldn't move.

His heart trembled inexplicably, and he rode forward slowly, and at the same time put away the heavy sword in his hand, raised his hand and took off the silver longbow behind his back, compared to his tall figure, the longbow looked a little small, just like the scimitar in Helian Beifeng's hand.

Helian Beifeng smiled fiercely, his burly figure suddenly accelerated, and went straight to Jiang Du, and the crooked crescent moon gently lifted up, silently wiping the other party's throat.

The crescent moon, which has not drunk blood for ten years, moans again today.

In the flash of light, Jiang Du seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly stepped back and turned his head to see that a pair of ice blue eyes were revealed, Helian Beifeng looked slightly stunned when he saw this, but he was shocked to realize that a huge crisis was suddenly coming-

A silver feathered arrow that glowed, with a golden wind, had reached its cheek.

Helian Beifeng suddenly revenated: Grandma's, it's actually a Feiling! (To be continued.) )