The wind marching army spear in his hand, the white horse under his crotch, a silver armor shining in the sun, his natal spiritual power is metallic, sharp, domineering and abnormal.

Dao Tu holds a broad-edged knife with both hands, and the knife body is tattooed with a dragon and a phoenix, so it is called a dragon and phoenix knife, one on both sides of the dragon and phoenix, with teeth and claws, and has the potential to swallow the sky and cover the sun. Under him is also a fierce horse, with deep hair, hooves like thunder, and a snow-white body, which is a rare snow horse with the blood of a divine beast.

According to legend, this horse is a hybrid of a variety of warcraft, inherited from each other, and then mated in the war horse, the survival rate is extremely low, I didn't expect the knife to have such a horse.

Moreover, the sword slaughter was riding a majestic sixth-level demonic beast, a terrifying tiger, but at this moment, he was fighting against the wind marching army and changed to a fifth-level demonic beast, which shows the extraordinaryness of this horse.

Feng Xingjun was happy to see the hunt, and looked at Xue Lai Ma with some surprise, the white horse under his crotch is also extraordinary, but it is only an ordinary war horse, and it can't even be compared to a third-level demonic beast, but he has followed him for many years, and Feng Xingjun also has feelings, and he has not changed horses for so many years.

"Feng Xingjun, I have heard that you are unstoppable, in the past, I have been studying with my master in the Heavenly Poison Empire, and I have long had the idea of fighting with you. In the previous wars, I didn't fight with you heartily, and today, I will meet you, the rumored God of War!"

After the knife slaughtered the words, the body was wrapped in fiery red spiritual power, and the dragon and phoenix knife were grabbed with both hands and rushed towards the wind marching army, the wind marching army was full of shouting, holding a spear and prancing on the horse, facing head-on, and the golden spiritual power flashed with dazzling light at the tip of the spear.

Bang!

The Wind Marching Army Martial Sect is sevenfold, and the Sword Slaughter Martial Sect is eightfold, and there is not much difference in the realm, and the Sword Slaughter barely has some advantages over the Wind Marching Army, one is the realm, and the other is the mount.

Although the Xue Lai Horse of Dao Tu is still very young, it is already in the category of fifth-level demonic beasts, and it is only one step away from the sixth-level demonic beasts, but Rao is a fifth-level demonic beast, and with the strength of his own bloodline, his agility and endurance are incomparable to most sixth-level demonic beasts.

"Come again!"

Feng Xingjun shouted, the two of them had fought for more than ten rounds between breaths, and under the collision with each other, the swords and guns roared, the sound was shocking, the spiritual power was overflowing, the dust was flying everywhere they passed, and the sound of cracking the sky was still in their ears.

Thundered......

The two of them automatically used their martial arts, wrapped in spears and broadswords, and collided again, and the overlord marksmanship of the Feng Marching Army was extremely domineering, and in combination with the domineering of the metal spiritual power itself and his terrifying power that was different from ordinary people, he actually slaughtered the knife with one shot and shook the people and horses back.

The sword slaughter's eyes were full of light, and the wind marching army was indeed as rumored to be more and more courageous, the more the two were deadlocked, the knife slaughter seemed to be powerless, and the battle intent in the eyes of the wind marching army was monstrous, and he galloped the white horse and swept towards the knife slaughter again.

The knife slaughter was covered in flames, and with a slam of the snow, he jumped up, and the man was in the air holding a large knife and a spear*, and when he fell, he was caught by the snowhorse.

Feng Xingjun also looked at the knife slaughter with some solemnity, his knife skills are so superb that people can't find fault with them, and the ups and downs hide the killing machine, which is really not to be underestimated.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, seemingly deadlocked, but in fact each had their own concerns.

Between these hundred moves, most of the spiritual power of the two has been gone, and they can be regarded as seeing the advantages and disadvantages of both sides, the wind marching army is brave, the more brave the momentum is, the more brave the battle, the knife butcher knife is skillful, plus the big help of Xue Laima, the wind marching army has no way to take him.

The duel between the two lasted for several hours, and at noon, the venue where the two of them duel under the city had sunk half a person high, and the radius around the two of them was full of devastation.

Later, in order to save spiritual power, the two of them completely turned into a contest of physical strength, and Dao Tu Neng and Feng Xingjun fought to this point, and half of the credit should be attributed to the war horse of Xuelaima.

Keng ......

The two of them staggered again, and then returned to the saber and gun to touch again, and the eyes of the wind marching army were very bright, and they felt that today's battle was extremely happy.

It's just that his only regret is that he can't fight with the knife slaughter without any worries, because he still has the lives of thousands of Fengjia soldiers behind him, and if he only cares about his own happiness, he is really sorry for the expectations of the people in the city.

Feng Xingjun is confident that according to the strength of Dao Tu, he will do his best to kill Dao Tu, but he is afraid that he will have to pay a lot of price.

Although the wind marching army marched and charged, took the lead, and had a reckless temperament, he was not really stupid.

In the past, his father commanded the three armies on the surface, and secretly his eldest brother would give him advice, so it was rare for him to use his brain to think about things, and he was reckless.

But today, he has changed his jealous and hateful temperament in the past, and he can deliberately fight against Dao Tu for so long, can he have no brains?

Think about it, the wind marching army can achieve a winning record in the past ten years, how can it be a brave and unscrupulous person.

The poison master looked at the scorching sun from afar, suddenly smiled, and whispered a few times in the ear of the gun maniac, the gun maniac was sad, but when he heard the poison maniac's arrangement, he nodded hurriedly, and looked in the direction of Ning Feng, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

The gun maniac hid into the army, and when he came out again, there was a group of heavenly poison generals behind him, whose strength was between Lingwu and Wuzong, there were about thirty or forty people, and their fighting spirit was surging, and they were eager to try.

The gun maniac whispered a few words to everyone, everyone nodded, sorted out their armor in their hands, and looked at the wind marching army and knife slaughter who were still fighting.

Besides, when the wind marched army saw the scorching sun in the sky, they thought about it in their hearts, and expected that the people in the city had almost left, and they became even more ruthless.

When it was noon, the sun was shining, the wind marched on the prancing horse and raised the gun, and then took the knife to slaughter, the knife slaughter smiled weirdly this time, but did not block it, but according to the strategy of the poison master, he used the dragon and phoenix knife to block in front of him and adjust the angle.

Feng Xingjun only felt a flower in front of him, and the dazzling light was stabbed by the reflection of the blade of the knife, and his eyes hurt suddenly, and the spear in his hand stabbed a little, grazing the shoulder of Dao Tu.

"General be careful!"

On the city wall, a group of generals suddenly exclaimed, and then quickly went down to the city to open the city gate, the dragon slaughter had already jumped down from the city gate, and the halberd blasted away the spear maniac who pounced on the wind marching army.

Feng Xingjun was hit by three arrows in his body, a long mark was scraped on his scalp, his left leg was hanging on the horse's back, and an arrow in the middle was right in the heart, if it wasn't for the silver armor to block it, I am afraid that this arrow would have killed him on the spot.

But Rao was like this, and the unprepared Feng Marching Army was immediately pierced through the silver armor and scratched the flesh and skin.

Everyone didn't expect that the poisoner would rebel, and actually secretly arranged manpower to use the noon sun to plot against the wind marching army, and the wind marching army was immediately shot by flying arrows, but with the help of spiritual discernment, they were able to avoid several deadly attacks.

After the arrow, the gun maniac led a group of strong men to kill on horseback, the battle was not counted, the wind marching army retreated step by step with the outnumbered enemy, and the dragon was slaughtered at the critical moment, and a group of Fengjia army generals followed behind him.

"You two protect the young general to return to the city to deal with his injuries, and the rest of the people will follow me to kill the enemy!"

Long Tu shouted, the two armies started a battle, the sound of fighting suddenly started, Iron Horse Jingo, the two sides scuffled, more than 20,000 poison divisions and 3,000 people from the Dragon Tu headquarters rushed together.

Ning Feng and Leng Ran wanted to go up to help, but they were stopped by the two generals who escorted the wind march, and then turned around and joined the battle.

The two armies fought a big battle, the Fengjia iron cavalry was unstoppable, but after all, the disparity in strength was too great, after a stick of incense, the dragon slaughter was covered in blood, led the iron cavalry to fight and retreat, and then closed the city gate and held on without fighting.

The poison master ordered the siege of the city day and night, and after the wounds of the Feng Marching Army were slightly treated, he personally ascended to the city gate, and then inspired the three armies to prepare to break through the siege at night and go straight to Duanhua City.

Because the people were all dismissed, the wind marching army had no worries, and they knew that it was only a matter of time before the city was breached.

At night, the wind marching army burned the entire Black Moon City into a big furnace, and by the light of the fire, he personally took the wounded and put on his armor and mounted his horse, and led the generals such as Long Tu out of the north gate.

Fighting against strong enemies all the way, he successively repelled the knife slaughter and gun maniac, but in the middle of the mountain that was almost to the city of Xuanhua, he was ambushed by the five disciples of the poison master, and the wind marching army was injured again.

At the critical moment, the city of Duanhua City led the army to respond, and more than 4,000 people from the Fengxing Army Department escaped, and the garrison of Duhuacheng was broken.

Ning Feng and Leng Ran also rushed to kill with the army along the way, Feng Xingjun was ambushed, and could have left calmly, but the gun maniac who avenged his son suddenly killed Ning Feng, Feng Xingjun pushed Ning Feng away, and was shot in the left rib, and then left safely with Feng Xingjun on his back under the full force of Long Tu.

Ning Feng blamed himself for looking at the unconscious Feng Xingjun, he still dragged down the second brother Feng after all, I only hope that this time the Feng Marching Army can be safe and sound, otherwise Ning Feng really has no face to see Feng Xingyun and Feng Xingtian.

This garrison was for three whole days, and the strange thing was that the army of the Poison Master did not attack the city, not even bluff, and the injuries of the Wind Marching Army were also stabilized, and they were already able to get out of bed and walk, barely using their spiritual power.

It's just that no one knows that an earth-shattering conspiracy is unfolding outside the city of Xuanhua, and the strategic battle between the poison master and the Feng family's army is also unknowingly unfolding.

On the other hand, since Feng Xingtian said goodbye to Ning Feng and Ye Xiaohu that day, he has been non-stop all the way, rushing to the City of Wind under the stars, wanting to see his father as soon as possible.

There was no accident in the first two days, but on the third day, he was chased and killed by the mysterious man in black, and his injuries were almost healed, but on the one hand, he was worried about his father's safety and did not dare to fight, on the other hand, this group of men in black was extremely numerous, and the killing methods were extremely skilled.

Either it's a dead soldier of a certain force, or it's a killer organization.

Feng Xingtian gritted his teeth and the light in his eyes flickered, the first time he left the imperial city and the royal capital, he was chased and killed by this group of people, most of these people in black were only Lingwu or Martial Sect cultivators, but the cooperation was excellent, and the number of people was too many.

This is the royal hidden guard, the Wind Marching Army investigated for three whole years to find some clues, this group of people appeared here, which means that they have been staring at the Wind City for a long time.

Feng Xingtian thought about it again and again, and finally decided not to take the main road, but to turn away from the Corpse Ridge, but he didn't want to be trapped by the Spirit Array Master in the Corpse Ridge for more than ten days.

Under the guidance of the master, he broke out of the formation, but when he arrived in the City of Wind, he was told by the old general Mu Longsheng that his second brother was surrounded and helpless, and his father had set up a total of five soldiers and horses to rescue.

After Feng Xingjun figured out which roads they were, he didn't stop on the road again, chasing after Beichen and General Xue Ziliang, who were closest to him, but it was more than a day's foot, and Feng Xingjun was anxious no matter how anxious he was, and he didn't dare to waste his spiritual power by flying in the air, and the man in black in front of him taught him a lesson.

Soon, the Feng marching army was shocked by the bad news coming from the front, the Feng family's five-way army, the pioneer Feng Jiding, that is, his own uncle, rushed to Duanhua City day and night, but thirty miles outside the city, the second disciple of the poison master slaughtered with a knife, the fifth disciple of the book, and the seventh disciple of the gun maniac fought repeatedly.

Feng Jiding was no longer strong, but his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and the soldiers were exhausted after a series of battles and bumps along the way, and finally they were stabbed under the horse by a gunman.

A generation of famous generals, the second-in-command of the Feng family, has fallen like this, which is really embarrassing.

This happened two days ago, that is, when Feng Xingtian had not yet arrived in the Windy City, but the bad news was not over, Feng Xingtian had been on the road for less than half a day, and heard another piece of news that made him extremely sad.

Beichen and Xue Ziliang borrowed the Sword Pavilion, and the army had quietly crossed thousands of people, but who knew that the horse was killed in battle, and the veteran Beichen immediately exploded, and as soon as his temper came up, he led the remaining armor soldiers to attack the Sword Pavilion Dao.

Random arrows came out, more than 6,000 soldiers and generals did not survive, and the famous general Beichen was hit by 36 arrows and died on the spot. Xue Ziliang led dozens of horsemen to rush out of the Sword Pavilion Road in embarrassment, and joined forces with more than 3,000 people of the former army who had smuggled over, and after paying tribute to the fallen soldiers and old generals, Xue Ziliang led the remnants of the army straight to Broken Huacheng.