What a majestic yellow madman! The winged wind struck, and his long hair rose high like a flame. Domineering and low-key demeanor, swaying with the wind banner, dragging cool clothes, and stepping on the Nine Heavens Bird, this is a person? This is clearly the flame madness from the end of the world!

Many of the armor soldiers were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak, and they trembled.

The front of the battle is weak, but it has committed a taboo, and the Xiliang army is brave and good at fighting, how can they all be greedy for life and afraid of death?

At this moment, a leading general walked out of the front of the battle.

This general's name was Chumu Kunsang, who was originally the tribal leader of the Xihu tribe, and led the tribe to oppose the Anxi army in his early years.

However, after the main headquarters of Xihu was dispersed by the Anxi army, it lost its support, and led the tribe to hide in Tibet with nowhere to stay.

Forced to survive in the tribe, Chumu Kunsang went to the Anxi camp alone, handed over the scimitar to Lin Hunting Mountain and handed over the surrender letter.

Lin Huntshan remembered that he was a man, not only did not kill him, but also set aside a large area of fertile land for his tribe to recuperate and recuperate.

Chumu Kunsang is also a person who knows the grace of the people, since the surrender of the Xiliang Army, he has been following the Lin Hunt Shandong expedition to the west and the south to fight the north, life and death have long been put aside, and now he is the deputy history of the Xiliang Left Battalion. Since Wang Zizhen went to the capital to report the news that day, he has been fully responsible for guarding the outer city of Xiliang.

"Who's coming?" said Kumu Kunsang. The sound is like a bell!

Huang Yihai snorted lightly, and then ignored it, what he wanted was this feeling—deep and low-key.

"Who's coming? Seeing that the visitor did not answer, he was a little annoyed, and his voice increased a little more.

Huang Yihai was posing, and when he saw that the shouting was too noisy and disturbed the atmosphere, he finally couldn't help but open his mouth and replied: "My Daoist surname is Huang, thanks to a friend in the Dao who gave me a thin noodle and called me a 'crazy master', I think it is like thunder from you!"

"Master Huang, forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know! The military marquis has ordered anyone who brings demon beasts into the city to disturb the people will die!"

Huang Yihai thought that the name of the crazy man was loud, and everyone in the Great Zhou knew about it, but he didn't expect that in this northwest frontier place, he would encounter a short-eyed rammer who didn't know him. couldn't help but say angrily: "Hmph, ignorant little baby! ”

"Isn't it possible to see you if you want?" said Kunsang, with some disdain.

"Are you forcing Dao Ye to break through?" Huang Yihai played a sideways.

"Don't blame me for being rude. ”

As soon as the words fell, a platoon of armored soldiers shouted into the sky with firearms in hand as a warning.

"Heh, this Daoist is polite to say hello, just you broken copper and iron, I fly high and fly, what can you do to me?" Huang Yihai sneered.

"Hahaha...... My Xiliang City is an important town in Anxi, and there is a thundercloud array in the sky, if you dare to fly high, you will definitely leave your bones gone!"

Huang Yihai raised his eyes and saw that there was indeed a thundercloud rolling above Xiliang City, which was very dangerous, and he couldn't advance or retreat there for a while.

......

The two sides were at a stalemate, when suddenly a strange sound of the magic flute sounded.

The reason why it is strange is that the sound of the magic flute is extremely high, far beyond the range of ordinary people's perception.

However, for Shen Gonghuan, who knows the language, not only can he hear it really, but he can also hear the meaning of the sound.

The meaning of the words contained in the sound is just a few very simple, along the light, attack, burn, destroy!

The person who played the flute was the mysterious man, who had been watching Huang Yihai in the darkness in the distance, no!

All this has not escaped Shen Gonghuan's eyes from beginning to end......

......

The magic sound struck, and the karmic firebird hanging in the air became agitated, its eyes slowly turned fiery red, and it raised its head high and shook vigorously.

First circled and flapped his wings, and then landed and hit the ground with his head, as if he had a foreign object in his head.

The fat man also noticed the strangeness of the giant bird, and when he was about to lean over to check, the giant bird suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards the city with a long hiss!

The armor soldiers on the city pass had already prepared, and when they saw the giant bird rushing over, they immediately fired a firearm and a giant crossbow fired indiscriminately, and the skin and flesh of the giant bird were immediately opened......

The fat yellow man was extremely flexible at this time, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he lay on the back of the bird, for fear of being shot into a sieve, and his hand kept shaking the reins under the neck of the giant bird, trying to escape from this place quickly.

At this time, the karmic firebird was still at his mercy, and a rise and fall flew up to the head of the city and tore it wantonly.

The more painful the karmic firebird is, the more crazy it is, and the big mouth spews out a stream of huge flames, and the huge flames are all reduced to scorched earth, and after a while, the city tower is already on fire.

In the face of this sudden change, the Xiliang soldiers did not retreat at this time, and rushed over in batches, and the wails and hoisting were endless......

Most of these armor soldiers were the children of Kunsang brought from his own tribe, and when he saw that many of them were burned to ashes or torn to pieces, Kunsang was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and he carried two scimitars in his hands and killed them directly.

The karmic firebird is very flexible in the sky, but when it comes to the ground, it is above the city pass, and the flexibility is greatly reduced, and the scimitar in the hand of Mu Kunsang struggles to chop, although the karmic firebird does not dodge, but only listens to the two sounds, and the scimitar is broken into several sections when it hits the wings.

The wings flapped back, and with the rebound power of the scimitar, Kunsang flew out at once.

Seeing that he was about to be ejected from the city and fall under the city, Kunsang saw an object dangling in front of him, and he didn't care about much, like a life-saving straw, he grabbed it to the ......

Seeing that Kunsang was holding the yellow fat man hanging on the giant bird, Xiliang Bing didn't dare to move, but slowly leaned over, and the black pressure surrounded the giant bird.

It was at this moment that the sound of the Magic Flute sounded again, and its meaning was equally simple: follow the light!

The karmic firebird paused slightly, raised its head high again and shook it a few times, as if in response to something.

After responding, he suddenly burst out again, waved his wings vigorously, threw down all the armor soldiers, and rushed towards the city with the two of them......