Zhan Feng's words made Lan Ling hear something different, and said with some uncertainty: "Have you seen Lord Qianzhangxue?"

Wu Changkong's face shook, staring at the battle wind, as if he wanted to know the answer to Lan Ling's question from his mouth.

Zhan Feng nodded slowly, he had indeed seen Qianzhangxue, the woman in white who won the snow, the person who had melted his whole heart at a glance, for him, everything was creation, and it was a meeting back then that made him what he is today.

"Those are all old things of adulthood, don't mention it!" Zhan Feng waved his hand and said: "You just need to remember that this war must be carried on, even if it is to sacrifice many people, you must destroy the kingdom of God and step into the territory of the kingdom of God!"

Lan Ling didn't understand Zhan Feng's persistence, and even Zhan Feng himself didn't understand, he just clearly remembered what Qianzhang Xue had said to him on the lonely mountain that year, and became a shield that could resist her and crisscross the battlefield for her.

"Okay, you all go and rest, we are about to reach the base camp of the Black Moon, there is still a difficult battle waiting for us, although the Black Moon is the weakest one in this confrontation with my Martial Kingdom, it is also not to be underestimated, there must be a lot of guards, everything must be careful!"

The battle wind changed his previous anger, but the contrast calmed down greatly, Lan Ling and the others did not continue to ask, turned around and entered the warship, leaving him alone to stand on the bow of the ship.

"Qianzhangxue, how long will it take for me to see you again, and I have done what I promised you, isn't that enough?

Zhan Feng shook his head in distress, his excessive words back then angered Qianzhangxue, otherwise even if he slaughtered another 100,000 million barbarians, he would not be rewarded, and the last was only a viscount's reward, which was really a blow three years ago, so that Zhan Feng did not choose to continue to expand the territory for the empire.

But three years of suffering is as long as three hundred years for him, and in the end he chose to give up and decided to re-emerge from the mountain, in order to take this opportunity to raid the base camp of the Black Moon Demon Venerable and kill the Black Moon, so that he can re-enter the sight of the upper echelons of the empire, so that he can regain the favor of Qianzhangxue.

In the sharp eyes, there is a rare trace of weakness and gentleness, and the heart of Zhan Feng is no longer here, and he has returned to the imperial capital after crossing thousands of miles, returning to the lonely mountain, and returning to ten years ago.

Under the same starry sky, everyone has their own story, and when Zhan Feng's thoughts drifted back to ten years ago, how could Wu Zihao not be outside the fugue domain.

A night's rest and recuperation have restored both sides to their peak state, although Wu Zihao's soul has suffered a lot of trauma, but after using the soul in the black flag, it can be regarded as a quick recovery, and the clone has also recovered, after all, with the strength of the clone, in this space with abundant spiritual power and unlimited vitality, it still recovers quite quickly.

When the double sun rose into the sky, Wu Zihao opened his eyes leisurely, and the black and oppressive warships that he could see more than ten miles away made Wu Zihao a little strange after a while, because the number of warships was much less, and the small amount could never be destroyed by demon beasts.

"Are you coming? Or are you already splitting into two ways?"

Wu Zihao secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, if the battle style was really unwilling, then it would be the best choice to divide the troops into two ways, some people would destroy his unstable point, and the others would raid the Demon Venerable Palace, which would still be able to pose a certain threat.

"Wu, it doesn't seem to be very good, they have a lot fewer people, they must have left at full speed last night!" Ash was a little at a loss, the other party chose to divide the troops, then there would be no point in their stay.

Wu Zihao sighed: "It is indeed a division of troops, but we have no choice, we can only hold on to the last half, if we choose to retreat now, we will only be chased and killed by the other party, and we will not even have a chance to fight!"

No matter how the Wu side chooses, Wu Zihao can only choose to resist to the end.

Let's fight!

Raising his head and letting out a long roar, the strong battle intent was released, rushing into the sky, and the demon kings scattered around were also shocked, and the next battle was the real battle of life and death.

The warship ran over like a black cloud, the wind stood proudly on the bow, and the huge body of the fourth-class warship pressed on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

"You, there is no way back, give you a chance, surrender to me, the thousands of people behind you can also have a chance to live, otherwise you should know the consequences!"

The calmness of the battle style made Wu Zihao feel extremely bad, and he originally wanted to take advantage of the other party's anger to fight, so his hope was even more slim.

Wu Zihao smiled and said loudly: "Zhan Feng, the viscount of the Wu Kingdom, your head is very valuable, you have suffered a big loss in the last three encounters, and there are no less than 20,000 people in the Wu Kingdom who died in my hands, and you have won the title?"

Zhan Feng's eyes were slightly cold, the cold in the depths of his eyes was very rich, he gently stroked a jade pendant in his hand, and said lightly: "The war between you and me has not yet reached the end, and it is too rash to say victory or defeat now, now that my army is pressing, I just want to know how many chances you have to escape!"

"Escape? ridiculous, when will the people of my kingdom of God escape, I don't know if you have been fighting with the army of my kingdom for so long, have you ever seen a warrior who escaped?"

Wu Zihao is also unforgiving, anyway, he is looking for an opportunity to suppress the morale of the Wu army.

Zhan Feng sneered: "However, it seems that I haven't seen many people from the Kingdom of God who have fled, but there are hundreds of women from the Kingdom of God in my Viscount's Mansion, and they have always been my playthings to reward my soldiers, but speaking of which, the women of the Kingdom of God are really beautiful, and many of the official eunuchs of the empire have some in captivity at home, as playthings!"

Wu Zihao's eyelids jumped, he really didn't know that there were still these situations in Lu Dao, and the demon king in the spirit world was kept in captivity by the people of the martial kingdom, which is a bit interesting, it seems that the control of the spirit world over the ten realms is not as simple as imagined.

Wu Zihao's Dunsai was regarded as a defeat by the wind of war, and the latter immediately laughed, being able to gain the upper hand in such a confrontation somewhat eased his anger in the past few days.

"It's almost time, you should also know that I have divided my troops, and my personal guard will lead an army of 60,000 straight to the base camp of the Black Moon, you delay me for two days, I'm afraid it's not enough, even if they are prepared, it is impossible to resist the pace of my Martial Army, and they also carry the God Destroying Crossbow, which is a weapon that can kill your Black Moon Demon Venerable!"

Zhan Feng took advantage of the situation to pursue and directly threw out the God Destroying Crossbow, in order to make Wu Zihao's gang completely lose the courage to fight, and even the Black Moon Demon Venerable could be killed, such a blow can be even more terrifying.

It's a pity, Zhan Feng didn't know what Wu Zihao was thinking at the moment, but he was attracted by the so-called God Destroying Crossbow, which could kill a Demon Venerable-level weapon, what kind of existence was that.

Wu Zihao's calmness invisibly gave the restless demon kings behind him a little confidence, after all, every move of the main general was related to the mentality of the soldiers under his command.

"Have you divided your troops? It seems that you are not really brave and resourceless!"

Wu Zihao sighed and said: "Since you have already divided your troops, it is a good thing, so that the Demon Venerable Hall will not only be fine, but may also destroy your 60,000 people, now we, as long as we block your way and make you uncomfortable, then this battle, you will lose!"

Zhan Feng's face sank, he didn't expect Wu Zihao to be unimmersed, how could he find the gap in his plan, although it is a good thing to divide the troops, but there is also a certain risk, after all, the three masters of the Martial Emperor level are here, even if his 60,000 elite soldiers are successful in the raid, but once the other party recovers, there will still be considerable trouble.

"Even if your base camp can hold on, but what about you, in the face of Benjue's army of 30,000, how long can you hold out, this time Benjue personally attacked, how many chances do you have to be lucky? If you don't surrender, then there will only be death!"

The battle style was very unpleasant, and Wu Zihao's calmness and indifference made him unspeakably annoying.

"Dead?"

Wu Zihao's expression was indifferent, and he sighed: "The people of my kingdom of God, how can you ever fear death, the death you are afraid of, in my opinion, is a kind of glory, the glory of the people of my kingdom of God, because our value is killing, and death is our destination!"

In a word, the simplest sentence is to make the spirit of this stick soar, death, is the meaning of their existence, their life is accompanied by battle, every person in the spirit world understands in their hearts, in their life, it is constant fighting, death is their destination.

War!

Morale skyrocketed, Wu Zihao also felt the madness of the people in the spirit world behind him, they had entered the state of battle, they had forgotten the threat of their opponents, and the belief in killing was the call of the deepest part of the soul.

In the face of a group of soldiers who are not afraid of death, the battle style is helpless, if it continues, I am afraid that it will only make my side lose its spirit.

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

A simple order, but it reveals a thick chill.

Hundreds of warships moved slowly, and the giant crossbow machines that had been ready for a long time had already mounted all kinds of arrows, and the cold light of the tens of meters long crossbow arrows was terrifying, streaking across the sky, leaving behind the sound of death.

Thundered!

Hundreds of cracked arrows rained down, the call of death has sounded, this battle doomed the people of the spirit world to be miserable, they have no ability to prevent and control, they can only choose to take off to avoid, but there are still some people who move slowly on the line, drowning under the bombardment of arrows.

The earth was shaking, countless stones exploded, annihilated into ashes under this terrifying force, covering the entire mountain like mist, just a wave of arrow attacks, had already caused Wu Zihao's side to lose three or four hundred people.

Rush!

Wu Zihao's roar sounded, and the unyielding battle intent instantly disintegrated the shock created by Wu Guo, and only by sticking it close can the threat of the Split Armor Arrow be reduced, but at the same time, it must also face a more dense arrow rain attack.