Li Chuanqian, who had just unchained himself, stood unsteadily and fell straight to the ground.

Yang Tingfeng supported Li Chuanqian with an arrow step, and did not hesitate to pick up his back from the stench emanating from his body, and got up and carried Li Chuanqian to the Zhenguo Army.

Yang Tingfeng was not afraid of the people behind him to shoot black guns, and they didn't dare to be bound by the mountain and river contract.

"Alas, junior brother, you don't have to be like this! if he is not sure, how can he sign the contract of mountains and rivers. Li Chuan sighed leisurely, and even complained a little about this little junior brother.

"Senior brother, I have been a general for ten years, if you don't save me after suffering for so many years, my conscience will be uneasy, and even if I am defeated and surrendered this time, they will not kill us, we have what they want, I still have a lot of teams left in the country, and you can come and save us again when the time comes." Yang Tingfeng smiled and said, there was not too much depression in his expression.

"But if you do this, how should I, as a senior brother, feel? If I can't save it, won't I feel guilty for the rest of my life? Li Chuanqian's face was still a little bitter, thinking that the junior brother should not sign this contract.

Yang Tingfeng paused, looked up at the distance and said, "The master said that this is the honor of the Zhenguo Army, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Tingfeng continued to walk forward, and Li Chuanqian behind him no longer spoke, but there was a trace of mist in his eyes.

When they walked to the Zhenguo Army, Deng Xian and Yang Cangling hurriedly stepped forward to take Li Chuanqian and put it on the ground where the clothes had already been laid, waved their hands back, and the two female soldiers hurriedly stepped forward with medical kits.

"Town State Order"

"In" the whole army knelt down on one knee and roared, and an unruly momentum spread out of the nine skies, as if it was about to turn into a dragon.

"If I have any accidents, the First Zhenguo Division will take over as the new Zhenguo General, and no one in the Zhenguo Army will obey it. ”

"Respect the town of the state order. The whole army roared again, and the momentum became more and more high, and even formed a cloud of momentum above the head of the Zhenguo army.

Yang Tingfeng didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked in the direction of Shikoku, but the momentum on his body was like a rainbow, and a chill emanated from his body, but in this Antarctic wasteland where the temperature was as high as more than 30 degrees, people couldn't help but shiver.

"Xuansheng arises, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Carrying a sword at his waist, he slashed all the blocks.

I hold the sword, and I cannot stand in it.

Spear in hand, bloody spear strike.

If you trespass against my rivers and mountains, I will go forward with my sword.

Slash the enemy, step on the sword, slash the enemy, step on the sword......"

Behind Yang Tingfeng, a song sounded to cheer for Yang Tingfeng, this is the battle song of the Zhenguo Army and the song of the soul, with the appearance of the war song, the momentum of the Zhenguo Army has changed, and an unstoppable momentum is pressed towards the opposite Four-Nation Alliance.

And the momentum of the Four-Nation Alliance was completely suppressed, and the timid couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Your Excellency, it's your turn. Wilhelm II said respectfully outside a marching carriage, his expression full of flattery.

"This Yang Tingfeng will also take advantage of the situation, his talent is good, but it is a pity that he joined the Zhenguo Army. A person with his whole body shrouded in a black robe got out of the car, this person was tall, standing with his hands in his hands, as if he was sighing for Yang Tingfeng.

On the open space in the middle of the confrontation between the two armies, Yang Tingfeng stood quietly with one hand behind him, a breeze seemed to smell the breath of intimacy, blowing Yang Tingfeng in a robe whirring, and the silver white hair that was simply tied behind him swayed with the wind, this aura was the same as that of the big master on TV.

The man in black gradually walked out of the crowd, slowly stepping forward step by step with his hands behind his back, until he reached two meters in front of Yang Tingfeng.

"You, very good. A somewhat rough voice came from under the black scarf, looking at Yang Tingfeng's expression as usual, the black-clothed man's tone was slightly surprised.

I used some small means just now, this person didn't have the slightest change of color, it is not easy to do this with this rough method under the mountain, just by virtue of this, the man in black has put away his contempt in his heart.

Yang Tingfeng didn't answer, nor did he make the slightest move, as if he was waiting for the man in black to strike first.

"What, don't you plan to draw your sword?" The flat voice of the man in black sounded in Yang Tingfeng's ears, like a spring thunderbolt, as if it was about to burrow into his ears.

Yang Tingfeng stepped forward at an extremely fast pace, clenched his right hand into a fist, and handed it towards the chest of the man in black.

The man in black hit his right hand with Yang Tingfeng's fist, and an invisible wave set off with the two of them as the center, bringing the dead grass on the ground and flying into the air.

Then the two retreated separately, the distance was about the same, and the first wave of temptation was considered to be equal between the two.

The man in black took a few steps back, stood on his tiptoes slightly, and once again clenched his fists and rushed towards Yang Tingfeng, who did the same.

The two collided again, extremely fast, you punched and I kicked together.

A few minutes later, Yang Tingfeng fell slightly into the downwind, but it was really this person's way of playing that he only attacked and did not defend and exchanged injuries for injuries made Yang Tingfeng extremely passive.

The body of the man in black was extremely hard, and every punch Yang Tingfeng smashed on his chest, and the man in black continued to raise his fist and hand it out to Yang Tingfeng as if he didn't feel it.

After several rounds in a row, Yang Tingfeng suffered a lot of dark losses, and he had to pause even when he was punched, but the man in black didn't seem to feel it when he was punched.

Yang Tingfeng gradually hooked the dantian's Xuan Qi to condense on his fist, and it was another punch to exchange injuries for injuries, but this time the man in black took a few steps back, and a cough sounded.

The man in black patted his chest and looked at Yang Tingfeng's fist, and a white light like jade flowed on Yang Tingfeng's fist.

The man in black sneered, seeming to be very disdainful, and then stepped forward again and handed out a punch, but this person's current fist was somewhat similar to the color of Yang Tingfeng's fist just now, which was deeper than Yang Tingfeng's, and his whole hand was about to turn jade white.

Yang Tingfeng's face changed, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, not daring to take it hard.

The Xuan system is the strongest Xuan system in the near station, didn't it be said in the notes of the Zhenguo Palace that the cultivators of the Xuan system were extremely rare, how could you still let yourself encounter it, Yang Tingfeng said silently in his heart.

However, Yang Tingfeng was not very afraid, although he had not yet determined the path of his future cultivation, and he would only be able to use the Xuan Qi in a superficial way, but this did not mean that he had no means to balance the man in black.

After a few more rounds, Yang Tingfeng was still at a disadvantage, his figure was a little embarrassed, his clothes were also a lot disordered, and there were whistles on the side of the Four Nations Alliance, and those who knew the language of the Eastern Dynasty were even more ridiculous.

It is not easy for the man in black to take down Yang Tingfeng in a short period of time, not to mention that the sword behind Yang Tingfeng has not moved yet, so the man in black has always kept a back hand.

Yang Tingfeng also noticed this, the eyes of the man in black always looked behind him intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Tingfeng's face couldn't help but be a little weird, and he laughed wildly in his heart, in fact, Yang Tingfeng didn't know how to use a sword at all......

This sword is the sword of the inheritance of the Zhenguo Army, carrying it is just a routine, the Zhenguo Army has clear regulations, the sword is the inheritance can not be abandoned, and this sword needs to be nurtured by Xuanqi, and has the effect of suppressing the Xuanqi in the body, which can make the Xuanqi more pure.

The two separated again, Yang Tingfeng reached out with his right hand and stretched it out behind his back, but he didn't draw his sword, but threw the sword with the sheath directly back to the Zhenguo Army in the surprised eyes of the man in black.

Yang Tingfeng clenched his fists, a sneer appeared on his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward to fight with the man in black again, but this time it was Yang Tingfeng who had the upper hand slightly.

Yang Tingfeng seemed to have taken a strong pill suddenly, and punched the man in black, and the man in black also had to cough back in pain, unlike just now, he didn't feel it.

There was more and more surprise in the eyes of the man in black, the fist that could make him feel pain was not a vein of the Xuan body, how pure and thick was the Xuan Qi, how could it suddenly become so thick, and then he remembered the sword that Yang Tingfeng threw just now, and his heart was slightly relieved, it turned out that the sword was a disguise.

The two separated again, this time both of them were a little embarrassed, and it looked like they were evenly divided, but in fact, Yang Tingfeng suffered some dark losses, but it didn't have much impact.

The man in black raised his right hand, and a little white light appeared in the hand of the man in black, which was as white as jade, and then the white light turned into a balloon, and then strode forward and directly raised his right hand towards Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng wanted to hide, but the man in black was too fast, so he had to hook a large piece of Xuan Qi from the dantian and pour into his right hand, and a layer of transparent Xuan Qi surrounded the fist, and he palmed it with his fist.

"Smack...... a sound sounded as if hitting the flesh.

Immediately after that, an invisible wave spread out around the two of them, rolling up gusts of wind, and blowing the clothes of the two people popped.

The two people in the center separated at this time, Yang Tingfeng coughed violently a few times, and then wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with his slightly trembling right hand.

This collision Yang Tingfeng completely fell into the downwind, and the man in black didn't want to give Yang Tingfeng a chance to breathe, so he continued to stride forward and handed out the fist in his hand.

Yang Tingfeng hurriedly raised his hand to respond, but it was only a passive defense, and there was no effective attack at all.

Everyone on the side of the Four-Nation Alliance began to smile on their faces, after all, the situation can be seen now, Yang Tingfeng is already at the end of his crossbow, and he won't last long.

Once again, the two were separated by fist to fist, but this time Yang Tingfeng bowed slightly, supported the ground with one hand, couldn't help but have a sweet throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Four-Nation Coalition had already begun to cheer, as if they had already won.

And the Zhenguo army is still repeating the battle song over and over again, becoming louder and louder, but the worry on his face can be seen at a glance.

Yang Tingfeng spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood and shook his slightly trembling arm.

"Admit defeat, I can let you go, but you have to stay. The man in black said with his hands behind his back, with some contempt in his tone, and the person that the little junior sister likes is not very good!

"Do you think you've won the game?" Yang Tingfeng smiled slightly, but the blood on the corner of his mouth was a little hideous.

"Isn't it?"

Yang Tingfeng didn't answer again, his palm was slowly raised, holding it in the air, the space above his palm suddenly became a little distorted, and he couldn't see clearly, and a touch of turquoise light lit up in Yang Tingfeng's hand.

A seven-foot spear appeared in Yang Tingfeng's hand, the spear was turquoise, the Mitsubishi spear blade, under the blade was a touch of turquoise spear cherry, and the body of the spear was engraved with a twisted and strange pattern.

The whole spear looked a little shabby, and in some places it even looked moldy, but there was an air of antiquity that emanated from it, as if the spear itself was justifying itself.