"Could it be that something is wrong with the Trap Beast, otherwise how could it have stopped?"

The Silver Armor Army didn't believe that the treasure of the Tang Dynasty would be destroyed by a young man who was less than twenty years old, and guessed that maybe one of the parts of the Trap Beast had failed, or maybe a control circle had failed, and just when they wanted to get into trouble, Zhang Qingfeng had already fallen on the head of the second Trap Beast!

I saw that his feet were barb, hanging on the iron pillar above the black beetle's head, and a short knife held in his right hand was slammed into the black beetle's head and twisted hard, and after pulling it out, his left hand snapped on the hole inserted by the short knife, and then jumped up and fell lightly twenty meters away.

"Peng!"

A loud thunderous sound came out in the black beetle's body, and the steel body that weighed nearly 10,000 catties and was charging forward trembled violently, its speed slowed down suddenly, and it quickly stopped, except for the flying sickle that kept spinning above its head, there was no movement.

Quiet!

The battlefield was deadly silent.

The eyes of both warring sides were focused on the second trap beast.

This time, everyone in the Silver Armor Army saw it clearly.

The black beetle stopped not because the magic circle was out of order, but because it had something to do with Zhang Qingfeng! Whether they believed their eyes or not, this inconspicuous young man destroyed the two Tang Dynasty Zhenguo killing weapons with his own strength!

"Phew!"

Zhang Qingfeng twisted his lower neck, spit out a piece of flesh that had been stained on the side of his mouth for some reason, and once again cast a glimpse of light, pounced on the last trap beast.

As concocted, it was still hanging upside down with both feet, hooking the iron pillar, stabbing with his right hand and slapping with his left hand, and the last black beetle, known as the battlefield meat grinder, also stopped and did not move with a muffled sound.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

I don't know who shouted, the sound of the Dragon Slaying Alliance shook the sky, and the disciples of the Qin clan shouted like thunder, all of them were like demon gods who rushed out of hell, and they rushed towards the nearest silver-armored army beside them desperately.

The three invincible machine beasts were all destroyed by Zhang Qingfeng in less than half a cup of tea, and the blow to the Silver Armor Army was too great.

The frightened reaction in the bottom of my heart was the slowing down of my movements, the weakening of my strength, the instant collapse of the previous advantage, and the earth-shaking reversal of the battlefield situation in an instant.

The Silver Armor Army was crushed.

Those who were killed by the Dragon Slayer Alliance and the Qin Clan's coalition forces, who were far outnumbered by them, retreated one after another, and fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Qingfeng, who turned the tide of the battle and changed the situation, looked around, and his hanging heart finally gradually landed.

The defeat of the Silver Armor is decided.

The members of the Dragon Slayer League, who were born as ruffians and hooligans, are best at bullying more and falling into the ground, and at this time, this kind of atmosphere can best incite their morale, and they are even more afraid of death than those battle-hardened veterans.

Zhang Qingfeng took a deep breath, glanced at the Iron Wolf King who was staring at him with a stiff expression in the distance, the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc, the aura in his body worked silently, and he bent his knees and burst out, directly attacking the ghost Xiaoxiao who was fighting against Xiong Lie.

At this time, Xiong Lie had been suppressed by Ghost Xiaoxiao and had no power to fight back, so he could only barely use the Dongyue Sword in his hand to resist the pair of green ghost claws that could pierce through gold and iron.

Others saw the destruction of the three trap beasts, but Xiong Lie had no time to be distracted, in front of a master of the four heavens of the Qi Transformation Realm, such as Ghost Xiaoxiao, any negligence was to risk his life, although Xiong Lie was not afraid of death, it was another matter.

The realm of Ghost Xiaoxiao surpasses Xiong Lie's Triple Heaven, and since they are from the same school, they are extremely familiar with each other's moves, and it is not so easy to kill Xiong Lie with a surprise move.

Although the battle between the two is not like the Iron Wolf King and Zhuge Fengyun, it is also a competition of aura.

Ghost Xiaoxiao has always looked down on the trap beast, a foreign object that harvests life with the help of the trap circle.

So when he saw Zhang Qingfeng destroy the three black beetles, the surprise in his heart was far less intense than that of others.

But when he saw that this hero who was destined to become a flash in the pan for the Dragon Slayer League and only cultivated in the Qi Transformation Realm actually rushed towards him without his life, the look in Ghost Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly became playful.

"What's your name?"

Repelled Xiong Lie with one claw, Ghost Xiaoxiao didn't press forward step by step, just stood in place, waiting for Zhang Qingfeng to stand ten meters in front of him before asking curiously.

"Nobody, you won't know if you say it. Zhang Qingfeng said lightly, turned his head to look at Xiong Lie, "Can you still fight?"

Xiong Lie smiled bitterly and said: "He is my fellow apprentice, called Ghost Xiaoxiao, and he cultivates the bronze rank high-grade martial art "Wind Claw", and the five Dao Fengping are not his opponents, I entangle him, you take the princess and run away, even if you and I join forces, we can't beat him, so don't send them to death together." ”

From the moment he saw Ghost Xiaoxiao, Xiong Lie knew that he was more fierce and less lucky, this master was known for his brutal killing when he was still in the master's gate, and later he was reused by the Tang Emperor and became the head of the prison in charge, becoming even more cold-blooded and ruthless, seeing Zhang Qingfeng running to support him, Xiong Lie was grateful, but he knew that even if Zhang Qingfeng was added to count two to one, he would only be sent to death.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled and said, "The commander of the Tang Praetorian Guard, when did he become so timid? "Wind Claw" is a bronze-level high-grade martial art, isn't the "Four Elephant Sword Sutra" you practiced? I heard that if this set of sword scriptures is used by two people, the power will skyrocket, do you want to try it?"

Xiong Lie paused for a moment, not understanding what Zhang Qingfeng meant, "What are you talking about? You can also "Four Elephant Sword Sutra"? This is impossible! "Four Elephant Sword Sutra" is the secret of my master's sect, how can you be?"

It's no wonder that Xiong Lie didn't believe it, not to mention anything else, just to say that in the battle that killed Dao Fengping a few days ago, if Zhang Qingfeng also knew the "Four Elephant Sword Sutra", why would he fight so dangerously? The rabbit would not be injured, but if not, how could he know the secret of his Shimen Town's martial arts?

"Will it be better to try it?"

As he spoke, Zhang Qingfeng pulled out the soul hunting sword in his waist, flipped his wrist, the sword body trembled and hummed, and a sword stabbed directly into the chest of Ghost Xiaoxiao and shouted in his mouth at the same time: "Out of the sword, Qinglong flicks its tail!"

Although he had long known that Zhang Qingfeng was by no means the kind of reckless man with a simple mind and well-developed limbs, when he saw the sword that Zhang Qingfeng stabbed, Xiong Lie still couldn't help but gasp, a little unable to believe his eyes.

The sword used by Zhang Qingfeng is a move in the "Four Elephants Sword Sutra" The white tiger descends the mountain, judging from the fluency and proficiency of the sword, compared to him, it is even better, hearing the sound of letting himself out of the sword in his ears, Xiong Lie seems to be pulled by an invisible force, and involuntarily stabbed a sword forward, which is the tail of the green dragon in the sword scripture.