"Boss Feng, be cautious in your words and deeds." Mu Yichen's calm voice sounded, and at the same time, the long sword at his waist was gone.

"Yes, be cautious in what you say and do?" The corners of Feng Shaoli's mouth hooked up an evil smile, his feet stepped on the city wall, and he jumped, and the black-clothed man behind him also followed.

Feng Shaoli stood steadily on a horse and looked at Mu Yichen, "Mu Shizi, we haven't decided the winner a few days ago, why don't you try again today?" ”

"Accompany you to the end." After Mu Yichen finished speaking, his momentum changed suddenly, and he jumped forward, and attacked Feng Shaoli.

Seeing this, Feng Shaoli also greeted him again, and the two of them landed in an open space together, bursting out with all their strength, entangled together.

When the generals and soldiers saw that the commander was also fighting in one place, their morale was high, and the rate of casualties increased again in an instant.

Feng Yunxi watched the two fight on the side, frowning, what kind of grievances and entanglements did these two have.

"General Xuanyuan." Feng Yunxi said to Xuanyuan Hong.

"What does the eldest princess command?" Mu Yichen left the team, and the task of commanding the overall situation fell on Feng Yunxi and Xuanyuan Hong.

"Organize a pioneer battalion to return wounded fighters to the barracks, with minor injuries given priority." Feng Yunxi said to Xuanyuan Hong.

"Yes." Xuanyuan Hong replied, and immediately ordered the vanguard battalion on standby to quickly transport the wounded.

After giving these orders, Feng Yunxi set his eyes on Mu Yichen and Feng Shaoli who were fighting.

The two of them are close to cultivation, and they have made countless moves one after another, but none of them have shown signs of defeat.

The cultivation of the two was profound, and the soldiers who accidentally approached were injured by mistake, and gradually, a huge open space formed around the two.

Outside the clearing is the bloody Shura field.

Feng Shaoli and Mu Yichen became more and more courageous the more they fought, and the speed of their moves became faster and faster, "Mu Shizi, do you remember what I said before?" ”

Feng Shaoli said while dealing with Mu Yichen's sharp attack.

Mu Yichen's subordinates kept moving, frowned, and did not answer.

Seeing this, Feng Shaoli swept his gaze around, only to see that around them, it had turned into a sea of blood, and the corpses of the soldiers were piled up on the ground, layer after layer.

"Mu Shizi, the number of dead people should be 60,000 now." Feng Shaoli approached again, with bloodthirsty wanton in his tone.

"None of you can escape today." Mu Yichen said coldly, finding the right time and slapping Feng Shaoli on the shoulder.

"One, two!" Feng Shaoli was knocked back two steps, and blood spat out of his mouth.

Hearing this, No. 1 and No. 2 immediately stepped up and fought with Mu Yichen.

No. 1 and No. 2 cultivation were only a little inferior to Mu Yichen, and they shot in twos and twos, making it impossible for Mu Yichen to pull out.

Feng Shaoli stood aside, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the smile on his face was wanton and arrogant.

At this time, a soldier wanted to sneak attack him, but before he got close, he was discovered by Feng Shaoli, and slapped his palm on the soldier, and the soldier flew out far away in an instant.

"Hmph, the rats want to sneak up on me too?" A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Feng Shaoli's mouth, looking at the bloody battlefield, laughing wildly.

"No, no!" Feng Yunxi watched the battle closely, his brows furrowed, Feng Shaoli's reaction was wrong.

Of the 60,000 soldiers who have already died, at least 40,000 are Feng Shaoli's people, he shouldn't have reacted like this!!

"General Xuanyuan, send the wounded off the battlefield quickly!" Feng Yunxi said that Feng Shaoli's reaction was not sad at all when his soldiers were killed.