Seeing this scene in front of him, Nine and a Half almost laughed.

At this time, the many soldiers in front of him slowly showed an arc formation and slowly retreated backwards, but in this retreat of everyone's "heart", the general was obviously empty. As if he had been betrayed by everyone, he broke away from the team and stood in front of Nine-and-a-half. Strictly speaking, he was left alone to face the nine and a half.

As the team slowly retreated, the general's eyes moved with it. He watched in amazement as his soldiers abandoned him, and his body could only gradually turn backwards, but he was too angry to speak.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the general's eyes together, and he was faced with one pair after another of vigilant and suspicious and distrustful eyes. The general's heart stirred up a monstrous wave, why did this group of people abandon themselves like this? But one thing he didn't think about was that he had abandoned his soldiers first.

In battle, there has always been only the matter of a general who dies first, and how can there be any reason to push his own soldiers out before he has yet to face the enemy? This young general actually made a big mistake, because he did not arouse the morale he should have, but wanted to force the soldiers to move forward by killing his own people. How would you feel if your commander stabbed you in the back while you were fighting hard at the front? I'm afraid no one would have the courage to step forward again.

So the general could only look at his soldiers who slowly retreated and "betrayed" him, and was speechless.

At this point, there is nothing to say in the first place.

When the general's mind was dizzy, as if he felt that he had been deceived by everyone in this world, Nine and a Half slowly walked behind him. His steps were silent, as light as a cat walking on cotton wool. The earth and the rocks were hard, but he just didn't make the slightest sound. He approached the general, and then slowly stabbed the Divine Soldier from his waist. The black blade leaked through the general's chest, and when he tried to resist a few seconds ago, he found a stabbing pain in his body violently, and then he was motionless or immobile obediently restrained, and was immediately stabbed through the body by the long knife.

Life seemed to flow out of the wounds on the back of his waist and chest, and he didn't say a trace of affection. His consciousness quickly vanished, and the world before him blurred. The white world gradually appeared, and the figures of his own soldiers not far in front seemed to dissolve into a patch of white. In the face of the absolute judgment of the strong, he was powerless to fight.

Before the last trace of consciousness dissipated, the voice of Nine and a Half came into his head: "The person who only wants others to sacrifice in exchange for his own credit is you, and you don't deserve to stand in this position." ”

yes, is that so? I seem to have become the person I used to hate the most. The general thought so, but the corpse lost its vitality as the long knife was drawn. The puddle of flesh lunged forward and fell to the ground.

Nine and a half stepped forward on the corpse, and all the soldiers in the place he walked unconsciously retreated. He went further, the other party took a step back, and between advancing and retreating, he slowly reached the position of the Chinese army. Looking from a distance, Chen Zhen, the "White Bone Killing God", was only a hundred steps away from him, and from this distance of a hundred steps, he saw Chen Zhen's eyes.

Correspondingly, Chen Zhen also saw his eyes.

Around Chen Zhen, the adjutant general commanded a team of pro-soldiers to rush towards the ninth half. Turning his head, the deputy general hurriedly rode his horse to Chen Zhen's side, and said in an almost pleading voice: "General, please stay away from the edge for the time being, we will take the top here!" ”

The pro-soldiers did not see the scene of the destruction of the sky-bombing cannon, nor did they see the sharpness of the young general when he stabbed it. Those soldiers were not afraid of death, and one after another tall and strong young men rushed towards the nine and a half with the standard weapons in their hands, and this attack method was undoubtedly the same as the tactics of the sea of people. Is the crowd tactic useful against the masters of the Upper Saint Realm? The answer must be no. It's just two thousand people, and it won't take a quarter of an hour for the Sage to slaughter them all, so Jiu Ban is not in a hurry at this time, he just looks at the person who is riding a tall horse in the distance from a distance through the crowd, and is also looking at him from afar. The thief captures the king first, and he comes to kill that man.

"Stop!" In the earth-shattering shout, Chen Zhen's voice exploded like thunder. Before some of his own troops could enter the attack range of the nine and a half years, Chen Zhen stopped them in time. Then, under everyone's gaze, Chen Zhen slowly dismounted, and walked slowly towards Jiu Ban despite the deputy general's strong resistance.

"General, you can't do this, he ......"

The lieutenant almost knelt down in front of Chen Zhen, but he just held his head and pushed it aside.

The supreme commander of the Mocking Wind army walked forward slowly, with several halberds on his back, and the huge Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand looked extremely heavy, as if it could split Huashan with extremely terrifying deterrent power. He slowly approached Jiu Ban with Fang Tian's painting halberd, and then stood there straight, looking into Jiu Ban's eyes.

Chen Zhen is no longer young, many years of fighting have left him with too many old diseases, if he doesn't have the cultivation of the half-saint realm to carry it, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist today. But to this day, he feels like his time has come. To be a hero or a commander who runs for his life, it is obvious that at this time Chen Zhen chose the former.

There was silence all around, and everyone in the inner circle of this battle circle drew their weapons and surrounded the nine halves, not daring to make a sound. The people who were surrounded just held the long black knife in front of him, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with burning eyes.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a middle-aged person, but an old man who is close to half a hundred.

Looking at the appearance of nine and a half breaths of calm and leisure, Chen Zhen put the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand on the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. "I never thought that I would be able to kill such an outlier as you in the chaos army. If you guessed correctly, you're nine-and-a-half. ”

"Yes, the old general really has good eyesight. Nine and a half replied. His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but he just turned his hand and lifted Lu Wu Shenbing up, and then gently knocked it on the soles of his feet, knocking off some dust. Instead, he wiped the blade on the soles of his feet, wiping out some of the blood.

"Do you hate the country of mocking winds?" Chen Zhen smiled and said: "Hate and hate, these two countries have destroyed your motherland after all, and you have been working hard for restoration and revenge these days, right?"

I didn't expect my enemy to be able to ask such a question, and Jiu Ban was silent for a while, and suddenly he didn't know what to say. After a few breaths, he was a little surprised, I am afraid that the other party is coming with the intention of death, right? So he raised the knife, pressed it tightly in his right hand, and said: "There is no right or wrong in war, and whether to hate or not is not determined by the victor in the end. Come on, old general. ”

"Good. "White Bone Killing God" Chen Zhen sighed in a low voice, and then lifted his Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and turned to walk towards the nine and a half step by step with a steady pace. He aimed his weapons at his enemies like a hunter's knife at his prey. It's just that at this time, it's impossible to say who is the prey and who is the hunter.

On the city wall near the east gate, the King of Demon Birds swooped down again. At this time, the city was already scarred and dilapidated, but the demon bird Dororo's troops were still under the pressure of a large army, and there were no less than a hundred.

The woman standing at the head of the city was exhausted. The phrase "one person has to be a team" sounds great, but when you really face a team alone, it is only a collapse.

Even if he is a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, Shaohong can't cope with it at this time. She was on the verge of collapse, and when she faced the large army of demon birds Dororo, including a king of demon birds in the Holy Realm, the destructive power of the other party was terrifying. Each of the more than a hundred demon birds, Dororo, has at least the cultivation of the half-saint realm, and Shaohong, who has persevered until this time, can't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately he didn't ask those half-saint realm monks to come to help, otherwise I'm afraid they wouldn't know how they died.

The Dororo army has been pressing the realm for nearly an hour, and the most terrifying thing about this demon bird army is that it not only knows the basic techniques to attack from a long distance, but also has the physique of the semi-saint realm. The physique of the demon beasts has never been inferior to that of any human cultivator of the same realm, this is due to their talent. Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and the demon bird Dororo is born with a pair of steel and iron bones.

The King of Demon Birds swooped down from the sky, and when he descended to the height of the city, he suddenly stopped. At the same moment, the army of demon birds in the sky suddenly stopped attacking at the same time, and in Shaohong's perception, there were suddenly more than a hundred pairs of eyes, all of which were staring at the center of the battlefield, and they seemed to be a little enthusiastic.

It shouldn't be, the attack stopped so suddenly, how could everything be so sudden?

The next moment she noticed something unusual, and she gasped, and her heart was about to jump out. The King of Demon Birds, who had been stagnant in mid-air, suddenly began to spin in place, and it actually spun in place in mid-air. The wind suddenly rose, and the figure of the King of Demon Birds turned faster and faster, although I don't know if the other party will be dizzy, but what everyone can see is that a layer of thick fallen leaves on the ground that is almost piled up into a hill is all sucked into the air at this time. Those crimson maple leaves swept the yellow fallen leaves, and the fire tornado formed around the king of demon birds danced wildly. It only took a few breaths for an almost crimson tornado to appear in the air not far east of Huqin City.

And the eye of the wind is the king of demon birds.

A huge red tornado roared towards the city gate, like a tiger wolf that had been hungry for a long time. The red storm is like the end of the world, and it gradually destroys the hope in everyone's hearts. Panic and fear spread rapidly among all the soldiers, and this psychological negative impact was something that Shaohong could not control and could not eliminate. Seeing the devastating thing in front of him gradually approaching, the despair in Shaohong's heart was also increasing one by one. If she was alone, she would not be afraid of this red tornado mixed with withered yellow, but the difficulty was that she was on the castle tower, surrounded by soldiers. If the main general abandons the soldiers and flees in advance, it is almost a loss of military morale. If you lose the morale of the army, then there is no need to fight this battle.

At this time, there is no way to use the large-scale spell and there is no time to cast it, hundreds of demon birds Dororo are watching the approach of the king of demon birds like a play, she Shaohong has already decided to fight to the death at this time, although she may be greatly traumatized, but there is no other way.

In the desperate situation, an episode suddenly appeared, and a white streamer suddenly appeared on the silent ground in Shaohong's afterglow, and the streamer flashed like thunder and lightning, and crashed into the crimson tornado. The white streamer went up all the way down the tornado, and after a few breaths, it was inserted horizontally into the position of the king of demon birds in the eye of the wind. In an instant, the next moment there was a wail, and the crimson tornado gradually stopped, and the red and yellow leaves fell to the ground one after another, along with the king of demon birds, Dororo, and a familiar figure.

That figure was naturally Wei Xicheng with two swords. The King of Demon Birds, the Dororo of the Sacred Realm, fell from the sky with a wail, and Wei Xicheng stood on its back with his twin swords stuck in the spine of the other. Wei Xi is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and his double knives are as accurate as boning sharp knives. Although these two knives were not fatal, they locked the body of the King of Demon Birds there, unable to move.

The falling figure was getting faster and faster, and when Wei Xi saw that the demon bird's body was not far from the ground, he suddenly exerted his strength left and right, and immediately pulled out two knives, and then suddenly jumped hard under his feet, and jumped up. His leap was so far away that he landed on the ground. And when Wei Xicheng fell to the ground, the body of the King of Demon Birds also smashed on the ground, splashing up bursts of dust.

Wei Xicheng tilted his head, and his vision met Shaohong's. In these eyes, Shaohong suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, but when he thought about it, he couldn't think of anything special.

The cheers suddenly rose into the air, and the soldiers beside Shaohong suddenly cheered together. Heroes are admired in the army, and the man outside the city gate at this time is a hero, or a hero. He single-handedly defeated the giant monster, and those who defeated it were not treated as new monsters, but as heroes.

Provided, of course, that you are a human being.

When the cheers came to his ears, Wei Xicheng suddenly enjoyed a little. His expression was sudden, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had felt such a state, and he hadn't enjoyed such a feeling of being sought after. For several years, he lived quietly in the crowd, and at this time he was sought after by the stars and moons, which made him very useful.

That sound is actually a pleasure, a massage for the ears and a delicate touting of the mind that will delight any human being. Suddenly, a change occurred. Suddenly there was a burst of exclamations in the midst of the cheers, and then all the cheers were replaced by exclamations, which gradually spread to all the soldiers.

Behind Wei Xicheng, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the huge figure that had just disappeared in the smoke and dust gradually appeared. The shoulders of the King of Demon Birds, the wings linked to the body were covered with crimson blood. Blood slid slowly across the gray-white feathers, but most of them still gathered near the wounds, which made the substitute look a little weird.

"Who are you?" the voice of the King of Demon Birds appeared in Wei Xiyan's ears, which he Wei Xicheng had never thought of. He was amazed that the voice was a low, magnetic bass. Demon beasts are able to speak with their mouths, which is almost absent in the concept of Wei Xiyan. Although he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, a demon is a demon, how can it be a human?

So Wei Xicheng carried his pair of knives, shook them slightly, and then began to pace around the King of Demon Birds. He moves slowly and is alert. But for this demon beast, Wei Xiyan, who is a human being, has nothing to say.

The two wings of the King of Demon Birds had claws on the front of their wings, and at this time, the claws were lying on the ground, and it kept its limbs facing the ground, facing Wei Xiyan. Wei Xicheng looked at the pair of claws carefully, then looked up at the King of Demon Birds and said, "Is my name important to you?"

"Of course it's important. The king of demon birds said, "You have hurt me, I want you to regret it, I want you to be in pain! But I don't kill the nameless, so who are you?"

Hearing this, Wei Xicheng smiled disdainfully, he gently shook his double sword and then said to the King of Demon Birds with a wicked smile: "There is no need, there is no need for the dead to know my name....... Oh sorry, for you, dead birds. ”

The words were sharp, and these words hit the heart of the King of Demon Birds like a sharp sword, and at the same time, they were also heard by Shaohong on the city wall. Shaohong sighed softly.