As far as Ning Feng can detect the realm, at least all of them are in the realm of sealing spirits, densely packed with hundreds of people, Rao is heart is nature, and he was also taken aback.

And more than 1,000 people were uniformly dressed, and their eyes were numb and uniform, as if they were dead, standing like javelins.

Surrounded by them were thirty or forty horsemen, each with a spear in one hand, all dressed in armor as black as ink, and wearing armor of the best material, and their eyes looked at the young general at the front.

The general had a white horse under his crotch, dressed in silver armor, twenty-four or five appearances, with resolute eyes, seven feet tall, and a very handsome appearance.

I don't know what's going on, Ning Feng has a sense of familiarity when he sees that face, but he can't say where it is.

The thirty or forty cavalrymen were also full of slaughter, their expressions were calm, and even if they were surrounded by thousands of mysterious powerhouses, they also had the fearless temperament of 'spears in hand, and I have them in the world'.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The resolute-eyed young general stared coldly at the grim man in front of him with a pitch-black scythe and a sneer, his tone angry and cold.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that someone has spent a lot of money trying to buy your neck!" the man smiled coldly, looking at the young man as if he were looking at a corpse.

"I know who you are if you don't say it, I'm just curious about your identity, my spear, I never kill the unknown!" the young man smiled heartily, and stood the silver spear on his right.

"Hey, the people of your Feng family are really crazy one by one, no wonder someone wants to get rid of you!" the man of the lunar calendar laughed strangely.

"I march with my head up to the sky, my feet on the ground, at the age of fourteen I went out for my father and brother, my blood was sprinkled all over the frontier, I killed countless enemies with a spear in my hand, and I couldn't imagine that he still couldn't tolerate my Feng family!" the young man smiled even more proudly.

"I know that you are the champion of the three armies, but unfortunately, if you are killed by my soul, even if you are a strong martial king, you don't want to live without an antidote!"

"Young master, I'll protect you out of the encirclement!"

Some soldiers shouted loudly, their expressions were resolute, and when the other soldiers heard it, they also nodded heavily and shouted in unison.

"Young master, I'll protect you out of the encirclement!"

"I appreciate the kindness of my brothers, but if I don't kill such villains today, I will be shocked in my life. A good man's head can be broken and bleeding can be shed, what does it matter if he is defeated, today, I will be happy with my brothers!"

Feng Xingjun, the second son of the Feng family, enlisted in the army at the age of fourteen, and was as brave as his father.

Some time ago, the Poison Master defeated the Feng Family's Iron Cavalry, and it was he who protected his father from the encirclement and suffered dozens of wounds, but he repelled the famous generals under the command of the Poison Master.

A little cold man arrived first, and then the gun went out to swim the dragon! The young man held a nine-curved gun, and he took the lead, followed by dozens of iron horsemen behind him.

Nine-curved gun, the length of the gun is one zhang and one, the head of the gun is like a snake, the tip is sharp, the two sides of the thin knife, the whole head of the gun is more than a foot long, flexible and changeable, and the charge is invincible and unfavorable.

The yin man didn't dare to be careless, the black sickle in his hand was wrapped in golden spiritual power around his body, and he rose up to meet the Jiuqu gun, the hooves of the wind marching army were lightly raised, and the Jiuqu gun was pierced in the head, and the yin man's sickle trembled, his body retreated, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he underestimated the wind marching army.

The gloomy man retreated, and suddenly dozens of people behind him rushed towards the wind marching army at the same time, behind the wind marching army, dozens of horsemen protected the wind marching army in the shape of a goose, but more people with scythes were not afraid of death, and for a time the guns and sickles collided, and they were very anxious.

The only advantage of the Feng Marching Army is that he and the brothers behind him have the Feng family horses, but the number of black-robed people is large, and the fierce and unstoppable Feng family iron cavalry has also been forced into a desperate situation.

The sound of the horse's stomping stopped, and the wind marching army turned sideways, but it was a round of rushing to the other side of the black-robed crowd.

Feng Xingjun turned his head to look around, there were only four horses around, and he couldn't help but feel a little moist in the corners of his eyes. Around the black-robed man and the wind marching army, there were already mountains of corpses, the war horses fell to the ground and neighed, blood stained the ground, and even the vegetation that originally grew on the plain had been completely flattened and dyed red.

The rows of corpses of the men in black, the familiar faces that can no longer open their eyes, the stumps and broken arms, so sad,

Ning Feng and Zhao Tiankun on the side were already stunned, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, the original neat hooves were all caused by the momentum of a team of hundreds of iron horsemen of the Feng Marching Army, but in these more than ten rounds of rushing and killing, there were only five people and five horsemen left, but even so, the five people's bodies were still straight, with spears in their hands, and the iron armor all over their bodies was poured into black and red.

"Feng Xingjun, Feng Xingyun, Feng Family!" Ning Feng suddenly felt a shock in his heart, could it be that Feng Xingyun often mentions, the second brother of one of his two elder brothers? Such a character is really admirable!

Ning Feng's hand holding the giant sword tightened, his eyes became more and more dangerous, Zhao Tiankun on the side noticed him, pounced on him, and whispered in Ning Feng's ear.

"You're crazy! The group of cavalry below is certainly respectable, but we can deal with those black-robed people? Any one of them can kill us, you still want to save people, get out of here with me, those black-robed people are unfathomable, I'm afraid they have already discovered us!"

Zhao Tiankun pulled Ning Feng hard and dragged him back, but Ning Feng was unmoved, his eyes staring at Feng Marching.

Yes, he can't go, Feng Xingyun treats him like a brother, is he just watching Feng Xingjun being killed by the black-robed man now? Ning Feng asked himself that although he was not a good person, he had clear grievances, not to mention whether he could be saved or not, whether he could be saved or not was one thing!

Ning Fenghuo stood up and said with a calm expression: "Brother Zhao, the general below is my brother's brother, I can't help but help, even if I die, at least I feel comfortable, Brother Zhao is sorry, I can't take you to your family!"

Zhao Tiankun saw that Ning Feng had made up his mind, his brows furrowed fiercely, and finally gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Death is death, although I, Zhao, am timid and afraid, I will not leave my friends behind, go, kill one without loss, kill two and earn!"

After saying that, he took out an extra long sword in his hand, blocked it in front of Ning Feng and rushed out.

Below, the wind marching army was cloaked, his eyes were stunning, like a killing god, holding a nine-curved gun, and rushed out with a loud shout.

The leading yin man's heart trembled, this wind marching army bravery is even more terrifying than the rumors, the poison in his body still has such combat power, he is in a similar realm to him, he has been ambushed here for a long time, and he was actually beaten so embarrassed!

Sonor!

Seven or eight figures shot at the same time, and the four of them jumped up and slashed towards the wind march, but the three of them leaned over and hung the black sickle upside down to overturn the horses, but they saw that the white horse was leaping as fast as lightning, and they actually jumped into the air and knocked away the four people who slashed towards the wind marcher.

In the air, Feng Xingjun turned around and stabbed and pulled, and suddenly the two fell into the air, were poked out of two holes, and they couldn't die anymore.

When the white horse landed, dozens of people surrounded him, and the wind marching army opened and closed, but the corners of his mouth began to leak blood, but it was the poison he suppressed with spiritual power that began to attack.

The leading grim man saw that the opportunity was just around the corner, and he tightened his scythe and quietly followed the other men in black.

"Young master be careful!" At the moment when the yin man was about to succeed, in addition to the Feng Marching Army, the last Feng Family cavalry swooped down on the Feng Marching Army, and used his body to block the terrifying trick in the dark.

"Brother!" the wind marching army roared to the sky, and he didn't know where he got the strength, but he actually provoked a scythe from a dozen people around him, and then swept the thousands of troops and wiped the necks of these people.

Then, the wind marching army stuck his gun into the ground, leaned in, and spat out blood, but he saw the tragic death of the last brother, coupled with the attack of poison, which led to a rush of anger!

The gloomy man was overjoyed, holding a sickle and attacking with golden spiritual power, but this time he used a lot of force.

When it was too late, a shocking arrow suddenly shot into the center of the man's eyebrows, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, his body fell to the ground with a bang, and the black-robed man who was less than a thousand people was restless for the first time.

On the shoulders of Ning Feng and Zhao Tiankun, holding a pair of slender hands, it was a man like a fairy, dressed in white, with a calm expression, holding a sky blue crystal bow in his hand, with a long body and a refined temperament.

He gives people the feeling that it is very peaceful, as if there are thousands of fires in the world, and the endless magma can also be extinguished by his eyes, his eyes are obviously cold, but they give people the feeling of a spring breeze, and the contradictions are close.

Ning Feng was a little distracted, this person, could it really be so coincidental, but......

The immortal-like man let go of Ning Feng and Zhao Tiankun and motioned for them not to move, and the next moment, his figure suddenly appeared in the sky, countless frosts gathered between his hands, and an arrow was shot out by him with a crystal bow.

The gloomy man fell to the ground, and his corpse flowed out not blood, but cold ice, centered on the eyebrows of the man who fell to the ground, at a speed that was too fast for other black-robed people to react to, the endless plain became a glacier, and the invincible black-robed man became an ice sculpture.

The immortal-like man fell to Feng Xingjun's side, helped him and handed over a pill, and then swallowed one himself, Ning Feng and Zhao Tiankun also ran in front of them, looking around incredibly, only to feel a chill hit their hearts.

"Big brother!" The corners of Feng Xingjun's eyes were moist, this iron-clad man, when he saw his brother, he actually cried out like a child, this fairy-like man was actually the son of the Feng family!

"March, don't blame the eldest brother for being ruthless, it's about the life of my Feng family, I don't dare to take risks!" As he spoke, Feng Xingtian knelt down on one knee and kowtowed three times to the hundreds of dead iron horsemen.

"In the future, your father will be my biological father, your mother will be my biological mother, and your wife and children will be the benefactors that my Feng family has been grateful for all their lives.