Regarding the attitude of the national teacher, Feng Xianzhen was surprised, the master has such a good temper today, isn't he angry and laughing?

Just when Feng Xian Zhenren was surprised by the rare attitude of the national teacher, when he raised his eyes, he saw a smile on the master's handsome face, but that smile did not make his handsome face more handsome and charming, but made people feel a little terrifying.

Feng Xian Zhenren felt guilty and ashamed of his disrespectful thoughts, as a disciple, the master in his eyes should be tall and respectable at all times, Feng Xian Zhenren was reviewing himself, and he heard his master's voice sound again.

"Feng Xian, then you will do it as a teacher? Don't worry, the master and apprentice will not make you too miserable as a teacher......"

"What?" Feng Xian Zhenren suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart, and he hurriedly raised his head, and saw that the national teacher showed him a bigger smile, and a thin and old hand full of age spots stretched out from the black wide sleeves.

This is the first time Feng Xian Zhenren has seen Master's hand, he thought that Master's hand would be as beautiful as his face, it should be slender and powerful, white and smooth, but now he saw it for the first time, but found that it was not the case, Master's hand was much older than his, just like ...... It's like the hand of a centenarian, it seems that it will be buried by the loess in the next moment.

Feng Xian Zhenren's eyes widened, wanting to take a closer look at what was going on, but the hand suddenly disappeared from his eyes and moved to the top of his head, and he could only see Master's gorgeous and exquisite wide sleeves flickering in front of his eyes.

"Master, you have to be ......"

Before Feng Xianzhen finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head, the sharp pain only stayed on the top of his head for a moment, and then immediately spread to the entire head, then the throat, and then along the back vertebrae at an unimaginable speed quickly spread throughout the body, he was like being struck by lightning, the pain of the whole body twitched violently, let alone speak, even if he wanted to take another look at his master.

"Division...... Belch...... Mud...... Before the intermittent words of Tai ...... were finished, Feng Xian Zhenren opened his eyes and lost his breath.

Guan Jifeng and the others, who saw this master-apprentice massacre from beginning to end, at this moment, their eyes did not dare to look at the national teacher at all, they were afraid that the next moment the national teacher's thin old hand covered with age spots would reach the top of their heads.

They didn't dare to look at the national teacher, but after the national teacher withdrew his hand, he looked at them.

"Marshal!" The national teacher called.

"Ahh Oh, here I am. Guan Jifeng was frightened and immediately replied.

"The Daning soldiers are almost here!" The national teacher reminded.

Guan Jifeng hurriedly looked forward, isn't it, in this moment's effort, the Daning soldiers are already approaching them.

The key is that it's not just the Daning soldiers who come, if it's so good, there are also those flowers and grasses and vines, and those flowers and grass and vines see their Xisha soldiers, just like seeing the enemy who killed their father, one by two, they can't wait to hang, stab to death, poke to death, but you see them, how docile they are in Daning soldiers.

Those vines lay on the shoulders of the Daning soldiers to blow away the dust raised for them, and the flowers and grass were used as decorations on their heads, although the decoration was not as good as nothing, after all, the more you look at it, the uglier it is, but ugly it doesn't cost human life.

Guan Jifeng looked at the Daning soldiers who were running here with flowers of various colors on their heads, and his scalp was numb in an instant, and he looked towards the national teacher.

There was no nervousness on the face of the national teacher, as if the victory was in hand, seeing his look, although Guan Jifeng was still thinking about the scene where he attacked his apprentice just now, he was also much relieved.

"The marshal hasn't forgotten what he promised this seat just now, has he?" The national teacher asked.

"Naturally, no." Guan Jifeng said busily.

"Alright, this seat begins." The national teacher said, he didn't wait for Guan Jifeng to ask how to start, and walked towards the Xisha army behind, and his two hands were dispatched at the same time, like half of an eagle's claws, and quickly buckled on the heads of those soldiers, and those soldiers were like dozens of years old in an instant, most of them died directly, even if they didn't die, they changed from a man in the prime of life to an old man in his last years.

This scene shocked the soldiers in a commotion, and some of them wanted to flee directly, but they were firmly suppressed by Guan Jifeng with military orders, although Guan Jifeng was also very afraid, he also felt that such a thing was too evil, and even hurt Yin Virtue, but he had no choice now.

After capturing nearly 100 middle-aged soldiers in a row, the national teacher stopped and said to Guan Jifeng: "Marshal, you can't escape, let's fight!"

On the battlefield, the Daning soldiers and the Xisha soldiers were in full swing, and a tall thin man in a black robe was standing on the chariot of Xisha, holding a whisk in his hand, but the whisk was not like the ordinary dust, the snow-white fine dust was not clean, but with a touch of dark red.

The dark red dust swept gently, and the physical strength of the Xisha soldiers seemed to have increased, even if they were entangled in vines, they could quickly break free, but every time the dust was swept away, the color seemed to deepen slightly.

"Ah Yan, Xisha soldiers, what's going on? All of a sudden, they all became martial arts masters? ”

Standing on the city wall, the prince who was holding clairvoyance to look at the battlefield in front of him felt that the scene in front of him had once again refreshed his cognition.

Xie Yan squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and instructed his subordinates, "Bring another box of silver!" ”

When Xie Yan was fighting with Xisha Guoshi, Song Xiaochi, Cheng Lao, Cheng Shenyi and others were also very busy, and more and more wounded people were sent from outside, and he felt that his hands were sore just by bandaging the wounds.

"Sister Sango, what's wrong, hurry up, this person has fainted from excessive blood loss, and you have to feed the hemostatic pills quickly after the bandage, otherwise you won't be able to save yourself."

Another wounded person was brought in, it was Coral and Lotus Root who were responsible for taking over, but just settled the wounded, Lotus Root lifted the wounded man's leg and put it in a good position, but Coral was stunned and didn't move, Lotus Root was in a hurry, and a series of urgings.

Coral came to her senses, and first looked around, and saw that the girl was very busy, and then another wounded person was carried in, alas, now seemed to be the wrong time.

Coral no longer delayed, hurriedly pulled out gauze to bandage people, and after bandaging it, he poured medicine with lotus root, and the lotus root took the pulse for the person, and said: "It's just that there is too much blood, it should be fine."

She was just about to call Coral to treat the wounded when she saw Coral wring a wet cloth towel and wipe the wounded man's face.

Lotus Root was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Sister Sango, when is this, if your face is dirty, you won't be able to die!"

Coral didn't raise his head, but said, "You go and bandage the next person first, and I'll help you as soon as I see it clearly."

Lotus Root didn't know what was wrong with Sango, but now she didn't have time to ask more, so she was busy bandaging the next wounded.