Ning Feng looked around and made sure that no one was following him, so he walked towards the Ethereal Peak with peace of mind.

This time, the time of the incident is very delicate, if it is to the royal capital of the imperial city on weekdays, even if these people are smiling on the surface, they will definitely send someone to investigate the details of Ning Feng behind their backs.

However, the current situation is that no one dares to offend Ning Feng rashly, or to be precise, they are afraid of the impact of Master Ning Feng's sudden appearance on the family plan.

However, Ning Feng knew very well that this matter would definitely not be hidden for long, as long as his identity as a disciple of Tianfeng Academy was revealed, then everything about himself would also come to light.

Ning Feng didn't expect to really deceive these people, this was just an expedient measure to leave the World Chamber of Commerce safely. What can really be respected from the heart is strength in the final analysis.

At the end of the day, obviously he hadn't done much, but before he knew it, it was already dusk, and Ning Feng had reached the Ethereal Peak, except for seeing what the three guys of the iron-fronted Storm Bear were doing sneakily, but he didn't see a single figure.

This made Ning Feng very puzzled, these guys, when they are not in retreat, they can sit in the gazebo in a daze for a day, this retreat, is not seen for a few days, even Mo Yi, who always loves to lie on the bluestone slab outside the pavilion, does not know where to run.

Ning Feng was helpless, on the one hand, he was worried that the news of Bu Zhen and Fengxingyun had been delayed, which would affect important matters, but he was also afraid that he would rashly enter the inner courtyard of Tianfeng Academy alone and encounter those masters on the earth list or the heaven list.

In the final analysis, his ability to be alone is limited, and he must not have an accident, otherwise Bu Zhen will not see it, and Feng Xingtian's letter will not be handed over to Feng Xingyun, then it will be too sorry for the trust of others in him, so this matter must be considered in the long run, and it cannot be messed up by temperament.

What Ning Feng didn't expect was that he was cultivating in the Ethereal Peak while waiting for a few people to come out, and it was more than ten days to wait, and during this time, the situation in the entire Heavenly Wind Empire had already changed greatly.

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On the second day of the seven-day auction ceremony held by the World Chamber of Commerce, the poison master raised 150,000 troops, and after a period of silence, attacked the City of Wind again.

This time, the poison master came prepared, and the Heavenly Poison Empire sent the famous general Ji Pingchuan to lead a total of 100,000 newly recruited soldiers, and a group of Heavenly Poison veterans personally put on armor and went to the Sword Pavilion Dao to support the poison master.

Ji Pingchuan, before the poison master took the stage to worship the general, he was the general of the three armies of the Heavenly Poison Empire, a strong existence with the cultivation of the martial king, and the Feng family army led by Feng Jizhong for decades.

The 150,000 people of the poison division headquarters attacked the city of the wind of the heavenly wind barrier, Ji Pingchuan waved his army of 100,000 troops south to resist the army of the Wang Division, and the martial champion Qin Zhen suffered a big loss for the first time in the hands of the famous general Ji Pingchuan.

The Poison Master ordered the three armies to attack the city, and the City of Wind was worthy of being an iron wall, facing the Poison Master's army's continuous flying arrow artillery array, or the giant demonic beast's repeated killing, or the magician using various spells in the back, all of which were resisted by the people under the Feng Family's army one after another.

On this day, the black clouds outside the City of the Wind were thick, and from a distance, the dense army was in good order, with iron armor and cold light, spears pointing, and corpses all over the field.

The two wings of the army of the poison division were encamped ten miles away from the city, and one after another zero-hour fortresses rose from the ground, looking at the city of wind from afar, on the beacon tower, the soldiers' expressions were solemn, looking at the blood and water outside the city like a river, and their expressions were blank, it was the blood of their compatriots.

The Chinese army of the poison division marched to a mile outside the range of the flying arrow array, and tens of thousands of soldiers Huo Huo roared straight to the clouds, standing solemnly in two columns, the poison division took the lead, and more than a thousand generals and generals followed behind him, followed by two columns of cavalry on the left and right, with a big drum in his hand, no armor around his body, an extra red scarf, and an upper body*, engraved with primitive runes.

Thousands of people marched to the range of flying arrows, the drums beat loudly, resounding through the clouds, and tens of thousands of Chinese troops behind him stomped spears and halberds, and the war horses neighed, but it was the usual way of the poison division to fight, he saw that the army could not be attacked for a long time, and he had been challenging and calling the battle in front of the battle for two days, but today, he did personally go to the city of wind.

Upstairs in the City of Winds, the generals of the Feng Family Army were filled with righteous indignation and asked for battle, and the veteran Mu Longsheng pushed away the two deputy generals who were blocking him, and said angrily.

"Give me all the go, it's the poison master who killed my old friend Beichen in the Sword Pavilion Dao pit, today I will definitely put on armor and go into battle and behead his poison master!"

Feng Jizhong, who was frowning and inspecting the situation on the other side of the city tower, heard this, did not dare to hesitate, and personally ran down to stop in front of the old general, and said in a deep voice.

"The old general is the heart of my Feng family's army, with you, a strong martial king, in charge, the master of the martial king who is dormant in the dark will not dare to act rashly, if the old general goes to make a mistake, how can my Feng family army resist the strong man of the martial king!"

"Hmph, the old man has lived for more than 200 years, and has worked with several heads of your Feng family, my old friend Beichen is now not cold, and the enemy is in front of him, if I don't kill this thief, wouldn't my friend die blindly!

As soon as the old man's temper came up, it was true that ten horses couldn't pull it back, and all the generals tried hard to persuade each other, including Feng Jizhong, and they were all pushed away.

Puff ......

The old general saw that Feng Jizhong suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of him, frowning, but his violent temper was slightly restrained.

"Why are you? You are the head of the Feng family, you are the generalissimo who commands the three armies, you don't want me to go, just give a military order, why kneel!"

Feng Jizhong raised his head to look at the old general, and then pointed to the soldiers around him with his hand, and said in a slightly trembling tone.

"Old General Beichen and you, when I was young, you saved my father and my Feng Jizhong's life several times, without you, my Feng family is nothing! However, old general, look at our soldiers, we have been defending for three days and three nights under the fierce attack of the poison division day and night.

We can be defeated, our Feng family army can fight to the last man, but behind us is the hinterland of my Tianfeng, and the people of my Tianfeng are behind us, the king can retreat, they will have thousands of reasons for defeat, but I Feng Jizhong can't retreat, because the City of Wind is cast by the blood of my Feng family for three thousand years!

I will be loyal to the wind and swear to live and die with this city!"

Feng Xingtian and Huangying stepped forward to help Feng Jizhong up, but Feng Jizhong immediately pushed the two away and knelt down again and said loudly.

"The poison master personally came to invite the battle, which means that they have nothing to do, the old general Wanwang puts the overall situation first, preserves his strength, and on the day of the decisive battle, he will definitely be able to avenge the old general of Beichen!"

Mu Longsheng helped Feng Jizhong up, looked around at the soldiers with tears in his eyes, took a deep breath, patted Feng Jizhong on the shoulder, and then bowed down and clenched his fists and shouted.

"The last general, the marshal's order!"

But it was said that at this time, the second disciple of the poison master jumped out of the horse, carried the banner of the poison master on his waist, and rushed straight to the range of the flying arrow, until he stopped at the bottom of the city, and laughed arrogantly.

"Feng family rats, dare to fight?"

The anger that had just calmed down was aroused again in an instant, but when they saw Feng Jizhong's face sinking like water, they all forcibly calmed down, but the grievance and depression in their hearts made their eyes burst into flames.

"Father, please fight!"

The Wind Marching spear stomped on the ground, and four or five cracks appeared under the blow to the ground. Feng Jizhong was about to scold, but Feng Xingtian suddenly went up and said.

"Father, just let the second brother go, the soldiers of the three armies are aggrieved, and it will definitely affect their morale in the long run, although the second brother can let go of his hand and fight with the poison master's disciple, don't have any scruples, I will protect you with cold arrows on the city tower." Dad, don't worry, don't you forget, the child is also a martial king cultivator. ”

When Feng Jizhong heard this, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and the famous generals of Huangying and Dragon Tu also thought that this plan was feasible, Feng Jizhong gritted his teeth, slowly closed his eyes and nodded.

The wind marching army was overjoyed, and went down the city tower, and after a while, the city gate opened slightly, and a silver-armored young general jumped out with a spear, who was not the wind marching army.

"If your subordinates are defeated, they dare to make a big deal and eat me with a shot!"

The wind marched and drank, the cold man arrived first, the pen walked the dragon, and stabbed the second disciple of the poison master in the heart, the latter smiled weirdly, drew a knife to greet each other, the two fought for more than ten rounds, the second disciple of the poison master was defeated, was stabbed in the shoulder, and did not return to the prancing horse to defeat the head of the poison master's banner.

The generals of the Fengjia army in the city were in ecstasy, but the expressions of the wind marching army and several others changed slightly, and sure enough, the wind marching army shouted that the thief fled, and the white horse under the crotch neighed and chased after him.

"Oh no, the army is in danger!" Feng Jizhong was shocked, Feng Xingtian didn't dare to hesitate, the white wings behind him spread, and he rose to the sky at the head of the city, but he hung in the air, and did not rush over to save people. If the Poison Master's dormant throne master does not appear, he will only increase the risk in the past, but it is better to be condescending and use the static brake.

The wind marching army chased out half a mile, the second disciple of the poison master once again carried the flag of the poison master to kill back, and the former fought a few moves and then lost again, and then slapped the horse away, when the wind marching army wanted to chase again, but found that he had been surrounded by nearly a thousand generals under the command of the poison master, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and the blood he had just killed was on his head, and he didn't react for a while, but he woke up at this time, but he was already under siege.

Feng Xingjun knew that although this group of poison division generals was also within the range of the Flying Arrow Array, they were surrounded in the middle, and it was impossible for their father to order the arrows to be released.

"Feng Marching Army, you can't escape today, if you don't tie your hands, you will be captured, obediently dismount and die!" A fierce young general held two mountain axes, and the horse's hooves were bursting, and he killed the wind marching army.

The snow came to the horse neighing, rushed to kill, the wind marching army spear over the belly, bowed suddenly, grabbed the saddle body to the side, dodged the young general's plate axe, and then with both hands, jumped over the horse's back, the spear moved, and even the general of the drug sweeper dismounted.

The young man with the axe bore the brunt of the attack, and was stabbed in the hole by a shot from the wind marching army, and the light gradually dimmed with his eyes glaring at the boss.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that this group of people was menacing, Feng Xingjun also knew that there was no hope of breaking through, so he slapped Xuelaima suddenly, and the spear was thrown in front of him, his body was half bowed, and he put the spear on his shoulder, wanting Xuelaima to step on the nine-song serial gun on his shoulder and fly out.

Xuelaima kicked a few people behind him with his hooves, jumped forward, and jumped dozens of meters in the air, at this time, the strength of his demonic beast bloodline was displayed, knocking away several people and breaking out of the encirclement.

Feng Xingjun's face was originally relaxed, but when he saw the direction in which Xuelai Ma was running, his face suddenly turned pale, and the direction in which he was running was the position of the two thousand drummers and cavalry of the poison master.