Yun Feiyang saw that he had such a cultivation and spirit of martial arts at a young age, which was a rare talent, and it would be a blessing if he could be used by Zhongdu.

However, Yun Feiyang forgot one thing, that is, any warrior who has a little spirit of contract martial arts, unless the contract host country takes the initiative to trade, they will not leave during the contract period under normal circumstances.

Yun Feiyang was not surprised that the invitation was refused, and besides, the transaction was not something that the deed warriors could decide, and more of the right to speak was actually in the hands of their deed masters, and if they wanted to trade, they would have been completed by both or more deed hosts before the war.

Yun Feiyang knows the rules, it is a game between the deed countries, the pact warrior is just a commodity in the pact country, the quality of the commodity is mostly the same as its selling price, the so-called penny price is the same, the same is true for the deed warrior, the high commission is naturally high for cultivation, of course, there are also self-depreciation like Yun Feiyang or parallel goods that are not worth the price.

If there is a suspicion of deliberately giving way, then the pact host country will have a good 'greeting' to the family of the pit warrior, in fact, in the final analysis, the prosperity of the pit warrior family is just a means for the pit lord to blackmail the kentry warrior to sell his life.

Yun Feiyang stared at his bloody eyes, as if he saw that when he was young and hot-blooded before, where would he take his life as his life at that time, he only felt that it was a supreme honor to serve the Covenant Lord, and now the older he gets, the more he can see it, it is just the Covenant Warrior spirit instilled in the young warriors by the Covenant Lord.

The spirit of the Kham, if used well, is the hero respected by the people, and if it is not used well, it is a deformed burden, and I have seen too many of the Keatwu warriors who are proud of dying on the battlefield, how is this not a perverted spirit?

And in Yun Feiyang's Civic, the embodiment of the spirit of Qiwu has never been proud of death, so it is naturally contrary to the blood evil, hearing that the blood is seeking death, Yun Feiyang is soft, so he took back the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and gave it up.

"I'm not going to kill you, you go!"

The battlefield of the Khamwu has always been a matter of life and death, and the Khitwu warriors have to be loyal to the country, where can they tolerate a little mercy, and the bloody eyes turned slightly surprised, and said with a laugh.

"Oh? If you don't kill me, I won't leave! “

Yun Feiyang was speechless, and now the martial artist is really young and vigorous, this kind of young martial artist who does not eat hard and hard, and is full of enthusiasm, what they are not afraid of is death, and they are not stubborn and stubborn on the battlefield than the old man, it is really tricky, since they don't listen to the old man, they can only let it go, and then said lightly.

"That's up to you!"

Regardless of what the blood was, Yun Feiyang released a cloud-piercing arrow straight into the sky, and the Zhongdu array saw the signal of the middle road, and immediately rushed out of the formation of 10,000 iron horsemen to kill the middle road, wanting to go straight to the Dongyi array.

At that time, Yun Feiyang will lead some of the soldiers to rush to kill the Dongyi reinforcements, and let the blood demon fight the generals alone, and if they are buried under the iron hoof, it can be regarded as great respect for them.

The blood demon also knew that this road was about to be broken, and he could see the dust raised by the Zhongdu Iron Cavalry from afar, only to see him pick up the red long sword that had been inserted in the ground and followed him for many years, and gently wiped the blade in his hand, he knew that Yun Feiyang wanted to let himself die under the iron hoof to end his Qiwu career, and said to Yun Feiyang with gratitude.

"Thank you!"

The lieutenant generals rushed to kill, and they did not see the number of the army, but only the vast dust coming from the sky, and they also heard the sound of each horse stepping on the knife, which caused the tremors and tremors under his feet.

Yun Feiyang and Xuesha each passed by with swords, one led his troops to find the whereabouts of the Yiren drunk, and the other faced thousands of Zhongdu troops alone, this is the last dignity that Yun Feiyang left to Xuexi, and Xuesha was grateful to Yun Feiyang for letting him end his Qiwu career in such a heroic way, and he suddenly said a word to Yun Feiyang.

"Stand down, Dongyi doesn't want victory, you can't fight!"

Yun Feiyang was a little shocked when he heard this, and he didn't know what the bloody words meant, so he only said: "If you can't fight, you have to fight!" ”

The two sides left separately, and the bloody demon stood on the stone road with his sword, and twenty zhang away was the thousands of Zhongdu iron horsemen who were about to rush over, and he looked solemn and shouted on the bank of the shallow river.

"Sacrifice with my body and correct the name of my sword!"

This is the dream destination of many warriors, dying on the battlefield is an opportunity to justify their name and add virtue to their ancestors, and the same is true for the blood demon, he is alone in the face of the five thousand Zhongdu iron horses, it seems so small and powerless, but he is not only not timid, but shows a trace of relaxation, this ease is by no means despair, even Ruyu who is hiding on the side can see how free and proud the blood is this, and he can't help but admire.

After the words fell, the lieutenant generals, except for the five thousand iron horsemen, followed Yun Feiyang, and the remaining half all quickly rushed to the horse, until ten steps in front of the bloody body.

Boom!

A red sword flashed, and the sword momentum came out of thin air.

The blood demon took the lead and tried to kill him.

Bang Bang Bang!

More than a dozen metal collisions sounded, and then looked at it, the iron cavalry was actually a shield cavalry, each holding a shield to push the imminent, blocking all the sword momentum of the bloody sheath, but five or six of them were still injured by the blood scarf, but the middle capital followed the shield and quickly followed, followed by the sharp spear light soldiers waiting for the opportunity to move.

Seeing this, the blood demon could not break through, so he swept the horse's hooves with another sword, and the sword momentum was still five zhang.

Boom!

Suddenly, the horse broke its front hooves and fell to its knees, the people rolled backwards and fell into the shallows, the front row of iron horses fell, and dozens of armored soldiers in the back row fell off the horse together, stained with mud.

Ruyu has been observing the bloody combat power in the dark, and seeing that his two swords have killed more than a dozen people, he is really shocked, "The bloody demon is really a hero!" ”

Not only that, but dozens of people fell off their horses, and they were bloody with swords.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three swords in a row, the sword momentum is still the same, and the blood is shuttling among them, cutting the throats of those fallen soldiers one by one, screaming again and again in a moment, and dozens of blood have been sprinkled into the air, forming a rain of blood.

When the blood rain fell, the blood demon still became a bloody man, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and at this moment he still killed hundreds of horses, but when he looked around, he was also surrounded by lieutenant generals.

Bloody looked at everyone silently, and it seemed that he didn't have much strength in his hands, but he still stood on top of the corpses at his feet, and shouted loudly.

"Come on!"

The soldiers on the battlefield will not tell you any one-on-one rules, nor will they be infamous for bullying and shaking, on the battlefield, victory is the most important thing.

Woohoo!

A team of hundreds of archers shot feathered arrows at the bloody.

Bang Bang Bang!

Bloody drew his sword to resist, holding the sword flower in front of him, the sword momentum danced in a chaotic and orderly manner, blocking most of the arrows, but after all, he still lost his position, and after a wave, he was hit by three arrows in his back.

I saw the blood staggering, staggering to the ground with a sword, and then getting up with difficulty, wiping the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and smiling contemptuously.

"Zhongdu rides and shoots, but that's it!"