The poisoner looked at the snow horse with some puzzlement, and some did not understand what this beast meant, didn't it know that there was a dead end to it any further?

But the snow came to the horse, but he did not stop at all, and slammed away several people in front of him, and rushed towards the two thousand cavalry drummers, who looked at it with disdain.

Although their cultivation is not as good as those generals who march and fight with the wind in front, they are also warriors carefully selected by the poison master, and their cultivation is generally in the second or third level of the spirit martial arts, even if they have not cultivated the spirit body or are not skilled in the use of the spirit body, it is not something that this half-demonic beast bloodline Xuelai horse can compete with.

The spiritual power in their hands began to gather, and they looked at Xuelaima with fierce eyes, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and when Xuelaima was less than two feet away from them, Xuelaima suddenly jumped and jumped over the dozens of people in front of them, and there was still a heavy sound of horses' hooves in the air.

The expressions of the two thousand drummers suddenly froze, and they felt that the horses under them suddenly became manic and uncontrollable, and they desperately whipped them with their whips, which aroused the beastliness of the horses.

Suddenly, the serpentine procession of cavalry drummers became chaotic, and the horses broke free from their saddles as if they had gone mad, shook off their riders, and headed for the snowhorses that had landed, and then prostrate on the ground, enclosing the snowhorses in the middle.

This...... The huge battlefield suddenly fell silent, and even the generals besieging the wind marching army breathed for a moment, and the poison master was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

"Man in stroke, king in horse. It's ridiculous that my second disciple got this thousand-mile good horse, and the people of the Feng family are really born to control this strange beast?"

It's a pity that there is no one on the side of the poisoner, and no one can hear his words except himself, but these words are like a spell, lingering in his mind for a long time, lingering.

Xue Laima took the lead, and more than a thousand fierce horses followed behind him, breaking through the blockade of the poison generals, carrying the bloody wind marching army, towards the direction of the Wind City.

The poison master's eyes were slightly cold, and he nodded to the second disciple, who understood, and suddenly the flag behind him rose into the air, and was dragged by spiritual power to agitate with the wind, and in an instant, two earth-shattering breaths suddenly came to his face, and Feng Jizhong and the others were still on top of the city tower, and they could feel the murderous aura in it.

Two black-robed people, one on the left and one on the right, one with a fiery red giant sword, and one with a golden halberd, approached the wind marching army, and they were actually two martial king powerhouses who were secretly dormant.

The poison master originally did not intend to expose this kind of hole card, but the wind marching army did not die, he resolutely could not sleep well, and the hole cards that were not revealed when besieging Feng Jizhong to Feiyunjian that day were not revealed, but today it was used because of a wind marching army.

The growth of the two sons of the Feng family is really too fast, how long has it been since Feng Xingjun was seriously injured last time, and now he is already the cultivation of the Martial Sect Eightfold, even the second disciple who could fight with him in the past can't last a hundred moves, this growth rate is too terrifying.

Raising war with war, becoming strong when encountered, this is the current situation of the Feng Marching Army, he is like a killing machine specially born for war, every time he is in danger, he can survive Jedi, his bravery, his talent, make the poison master feel afraid, especially the spiritual half-monster of Xuelaima to recognize the master.

The Fengxing soldier was on the horse, watching the two of them getting closer and closer, his heart sank slightly, and the spiritual power consumption was really terrifying, if in peacetime, he could not resist the strong man of the martial king, and he also had the confidence to retreat with his whole body, but now his spiritual power is not continuous, and the other party is recuperating, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist.

Keng ......

Metal and Ming, the wind marcher vomited blood, his face pale, and supported himself and Xuelaima with his still trembling spear.

The man in black with the sword sighed, he didn't expect the Wind Marching Army to have such ability, and the other person's halberd swept through, but he was suddenly missed by an arrow feather full of frost a few meters away from the Wind Marching Army, and then had to retract.

The two black-clothed men looked up at Feng Xingtian at the same time, a trace of jealousy flashed in their eyes, the power of the cold arrow was really terrifying, and they could feel the chill above the arrow feathers from a distance of dozens of meters.

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time spread the wings of the Martial King, two black shadows rose into the sky, and the fierce wind tore through the air, raising a large cloud of dust on the ground.

Feng Marching Army shot out with another arrow, Han Che was impartial, and just shot the banner above the head of the second disciple of the poison master to the ground, and then his eyes opened and closed in an instant, and the frost was all over, covering half of his body and resisting the blow of the two Martial King powerhouses.

In the air, the spiritual power was chaotic, the three of them were extremely fast, the wind and the sky bowed out, blocked the giant sword with a transparent bow, pulled the right hand, and a cold arrow shot out at the moment, how dare the black-clothed man with the sword be careless, he stood up, spread his wings behind his back, and retreated dozens of steps.

The other man's halberd fell according to the head of Feng Xingtian, Feng Xingtian was in the air, the white wings had just been forced, and the spiritual power had not been withdrawn at this moment, his mind moved, he stepped on the bowstring, did not retreat and counterattacked, his left hand played the sky bow and wrapped the war halberd, the cold air surged, and several cold arrows passed by the battle halberd against the black-clothed man's face.

The three of them separated, and the two men in black glanced at each other, and deeply saw the surprise in each other's eyes, the ice attribute spiritual power of the wind is rare, and with a divine object such as the Yitian Bow in hand, the cold arrow is unique in the world.

"Kill!"

In fact, at the moment when the Poison Master's banner was knocked to the ground by a cold arrow, Feng Jizhong ordered the three armies to go out of the city to face the battle, but the battle of the three thrones was only in an instant, and when the two sides collided, there was an earth-shattering roar of killing.

The veteran Mu Longsheng took the lead, and several generals such as Long Tu and Huangying followed, and the morale of the Feng family army was great, and the army of the poison division was defeated, and they were killed and retreated for dozens of miles, and it was too late for the two wings to rush to the rescue.

It's just that no one saw the illusory light and shadow behind the poison master when he saw Feng Xingtian forcing back the two black-clothed people.

Spiritual power into wings, the power of the throne!

The Poison Master, the general commander of the Heavenly Poison Empire, turned out to be a Martial King powerhouse! And judging from the fact that no one noticed anything unusual, Xiu Wei was afraid that he was far above the ordinary throne.

The poisoner didn't make a move in the end, but looked at the backs of Feng Xingtian and the two black-clothed thrones fighting and smiled, if he intervened, then this game would be too boring, Feng Xingtian, Feng Xingtian, Feng family, it's really an interesting family.

Some people are keen on absolute force, some people are crazy about strategic calculations, and the poisoner has both, but unfortunately he is a conspirator.

It was his arrogance that made him lose the only opportunity to kill Feng Xingtian without blood in the competition of Nanchuan Xiaoxiong.

The defeated army of the poison division fled, and behind the two wings of the palace, the defeated army was protected in an orderly manner, and the two men in black couldn't help it, but they were frightened by the cold arrow, and when they saw the defeat of the poison master, they ran away.

The City of the Wind successfully repelled the army of the Poison Division, the morale of the three armies was greatly shaken, and the people in the city also spontaneously came to condolence with things, and for several days, the scouts did not find the movement of the Poison Division's army.

At this time, the summons of the royal capital of the imperial city arrived, which was a great joy, but all the generals of the Feng family had a haze on their faces.

"Big brother, you can't go! Even I can see that this civil and military banquet is a scam, the dog emperor just wants to earn the eldest brother back, the title of the king of the people last time, the king of the torn earth saw the murderous intent, and he can't go!"

Feng Xingjun said in a hurry, and everyone's faces changed when they heard his words, especially the three words Dog Emperor, which was really rebellious.

"Shaft, don't be rude to Your Majesty, let alone speculate on the holy will!"

Feng Jizhong scolded, and the imperial shadow came out at this time to block the way in front of Feng Marching Army.

"The second prince said unintentionally, what's more, what he said is not wrong, I am a royal person, but I also have to say a fair word in front of everyone, this trip is very dangerous, the eldest prince really can't go!"

Long Tu also spoke: "Marshal, the first emperor of the royal family said in the past that those who are not called kings with the surname of the emperor will be punished by the whole world! Your Majesty is actually a royal descendant, how can you not know the truth of the ancestral teachings, and the last time the title of the king was a temptation for him." The last general also thought that the eldest prince couldn't go!"

The generals echoed one after another, and Mu Longsheng was trying to persuade Feng Jizhong, but Feng Xingtian suddenly stepped out, looked around at the surrounding generals, and then clenched his fists and said calmly.

"Xingtian first thanked the generals for their kindness, but I disobeyed the emperor's orders twice, the first time I was trapped, I can still say the past, the second time I was in the city of the wind The war is tight, and it is reasonable not to go, but this third time, Your Majesty is to celebrate our victory in the war The civil and military banquet, if I don't go, where will my Feng family put the royal face?

Since ancient times, the monarch wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die. My Feng family's loyal and patriotic heart can show the sun and the moon, plus my mother, third brother, and all the generals and families of generals and above the commander of thousands of commanders are all in the imperial city, if Your Majesty condemns it, I will not become a sinner for the ages!

I will, set off in three days, and go to reply to the envoys now, and hope that the generals will be fulfilled!"

Feng Xingtian seemed to know that he was afraid that his trip would be more than lucky, so he turned around and punched Feng Xingjun on the shoulder.

"Second brother, I was the eldest son when I was here, and when I was away, you were the son of my family. Haha, that little ghost who loved to cry back then was so big, look, you cried again, just said that you grew up. ”

Feng Xingtian suddenly smiled as he spoke, and when he saw that Feng Xingjun suddenly hugged himself and called his eldest brother, tears couldn't stop flowing down, and he also let out a heavy breath and said in his brother's ear.

"It's been so many years, I haven't said thank you to you, it was me who went into battle to kill the enemy when you were twelve years old, but you made your hands stained with blood early, it's the eldest brother who can't stand you!"

Feng Xingjun cried even more, maybe in this world, only Feng Xingtian would think of this, a thirteen-year-old with a gun on the horse, a few years to become famous in Nanchuan, the champion of the three armies of the blood Shura, just to survive.

"Brother......" Feng Xingjun's voice was still vibrato, and Feng Jizhong turned his face away when he saw this, so as not to let people see his red and swollen eyes. He hated himself, the Feng family had come to this point, it was his repeated forbearance, which became a weakness in the eyes of that person.

I want to be * and want to set up a memorial arch, how can there be such a good thing in the world, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and remembered what Feng Xingyun asked when he was three years old.

"Dad, why can others reunite as a family, but we can't? Big brother and mother, they won't want us, right?"

Feng Jizhong couldn't remember how long he hadn't been so uncomfortable, he suddenly regretted it a little at this moment, what would happen if I didn't agree to that person's request back then, would he dare to touch me?

Yes, the Tianfeng Emperor, who had just ascended the throne back then, would never dare to move him soon after ascending the throne, but unfortunately, his own blood became a piece of blood blocked in that person's heart, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy.