The two most seriously injured martial arts sects had lost their heyday of combat power, and their heads were cut off, but they were not dead, they all looked at Zhao Jingfeng with shocked faces, and then a layer of spiritual power wrapped the heads of the two of them and flew towards the sky. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.

Zhao Jingfeng controlled the wind spiritual power and caught up with the two who fled in the blink of an eye, and his left palm shot out like lightning, hitting the two heads, and the powerful force shattered their souls on the spot, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

The strong people of the Martial Sect class are no longer as fragile as the Martial Emperor, they can control the power of heaven and earth, and their souls are very strong, if they want to kill Martial Sect, they must destroy their souls.

The two bodies that had lost their heads fell weakly in mid-air, blood spurted out from their necks, staining the sky red, and the two heads that had been shattered by Zhao Feng's soul also fell from the air.

The fall of the two martial arts sects had a very big impact on the hearts of the remaining two, and their eyes were extremely shocked to look at Zhao Jingfeng, their faces full of fear, and they had already retired. From the big battle to the present, it was only less than a cup of tea, and in such a short period of time, one fifth-order martial sect fled timidly, two martial sects fell, and the opponent was unharmed, such combat power made the remaining two martial sects all over the body, and their hearts were full of fear.

After killing the two Martial Sects, Zhao Jingfeng's movements did not stop at all, and he continued to rush towards the remaining two with the essence of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Weapon Spirit Origin Power in his hand.

The remaining two Wu Sects were already seriously injured, and when they saw Zhao Feng rushing over, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately shouted: "Let's go!" Before the words fell, the two scattered and fled, losing the courage to fight.

Zhao Jingfeng snorted coldly, and immediately chased after the nearest person, he flew with wind spiritual power, twice as fast as the two, and caught up with one person effortlessly, waving his right hand, the origin power of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit slashed towards his head mercilessly.

That Martial Sect turned around suddenly, and the Natal Soul Treasure in his hand fluctuated with surging aura, and instantly cast a high-level Xuanpin killing technique to beat Zhao Jingfeng.

When the two touched, the aura of the Xuanpin Killing Technique suddenly exploded, and the Martial Sect's body took the opportunity to fly back, and his natal soul treasure had been cut out of a gap the size of two fingers again, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and the successive injuries had made him very weak.

At this time, the golden-black light flashed away, as soon as Zhao Jingfeng's first sword went, the second sword followed, and it was almost to the extreme, and when that martial artist was about to withdraw from Zhao Jingfeng's attack range, his neck was cut off by the origin power of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit, which was as fragile as tofu.

Zhao stepped forward quickly, slapped his left palm like lightning, and slapped it fiercely on the head that was about to escape, shaking his soul on the spot.

Immediately, Zhao Jingfeng withdrew the origin power of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit, pointed his right hand back, and the blood sprayed in the air quickly condensed in front of his fingers, and then turned into a blood sword, with a faint golden and black sword qi, it shot towards the last Martial Sect as fast as lightning.

The last Wu Zong who escaped was caught off guard, and was shot in from behind by the blood sword, piercing his chest, and immediately let out a miserable scream, but before the scream fell, the void in front of him became a fiery red, and a sword of fire spirit root quickly condensed in front of his eyes, burning with flames from the sky, and the strong heat seemed to be able to steam even the air.

"Not good!" The Martial Sect was shocked, and the Natal Soul Treasure in his hand immediately swung out, scattering the Sword of the Fire Spirit Root, and blowing up the sky with flames that drowned him, but what he didn't expect was that behind him, another Sword of the Fire Spirit Root quickly condensed silently, and easily cut off his head without his defense.

Zhao Jingfeng stretched out his hand, and an iron arrow turned into a black light and flew from a distance, passing through the head of the martial master, and a sword of blood spurted out.

So far, the four martial arts of the former Jin Dynasty have all been killed in battle.

The roar of the big war gradually calmed down, and the heaven and earth fell into a strange silence, at the feet of Zhao Jingfeng, hundreds of thousands of soldiers lay on the ground, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the blood poured the earth, the whole ground was bright red, and the rich bloody breath permeated the heaven and earth, which was very pungent and disgusting.

Xiao Yuanfeng looked at Zhao Jingfeng suspended in the air with a dull expression, the shock in his heart could no longer be described in words, how long had passed, all four Martial Sects had been killed, and that powerful young man had not been harmed in the slightest, which was too shocking.

At this moment, the four heads slowly flew up from the ground and floated in front of Xiao Yuanfeng.

"Then they hung on the wall. Zhao Jingfeng said expressionlessly, although he killed the four martial arts sects, which can be regarded as avenging his senior brother, he can't be happy.

"Many... Many... Thank you for your help. Xiao Yuanfeng said in a trembling tone, his tone was very excited, if there was such a mysterious powerhouse standing on the side of the Nanming Dynasty, then the overall strength of the Nanming Dynasty would definitely rise by several steps.

Zhao Jingfeng was silent, and then looked at the fortress in front of him with cold eyes, and slowly grasped the palm of his hand, and the collapsed ruins in the city wall suddenly shook violently, only to see a fifty-meter-long city wall slowly floating in the air, surrounded by a layer of faint brilliance, and then under the control of Zhao Jingfeng's mind, he continued to crash towards the fortress.

Boom, boom, boom......

The whole ground shook violently, and the ground shook as if there had been an earthquake. The fifty-meter-long section of the broken city wall controlled by Zhao Jingfeng bombarded the fortress one by one, destroying the strong fortress with thousands of holes, and in just a moment, the magnificent fortress like a long dragon crawling on the ground completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

Seeing this shocking scene in front of him, Xiao Yuanfeng, who was not far away, couldn't help but feel a dry mouth, this young man's ability was too strong, and he destroyed the entire fortress so easily. Although in front of Wu Zong, such a fortress was as fragile as tofu at all, it was not an easy task to completely destroy it.

After the fortress collapsed, the more than one million soldiers hidden behind it also appeared in Zhao Jingfeng's sight, at this moment, all the soldiers looked sluggish, and even many people showed deep panic in their eyes, and they looked at Zhao Jingfeng suspended in the sky with fearful eyes.

The fortress guarding the former Jin Dynasty collapsed and became a ruin, and the four powerful martial arts all fell, after this tragedy, the strength of the former Jin Dynasty will be greatly reduced, especially the four martial arts, which is an irreparable loss, and this has also dealt a very big blow to the morale of the warriors.

Wuzong, in this region in every dynasty is the pillar of existence, representing the prosperity and status of a dynasty, especially in the war years, it is the biggest reliance in the minds of millions of soldiers, is the faith in the minds of millions of soldiers, their fall, so that more than one million soldiers of the former Jin Dynasty seem to have lost their souls, and there is no longer half of the passion to fight.

Zhao Jingfeng's eyes coldly glanced at the more than one million soldiers behind the fortress, and then his body rose to the sky, flying towards the central region of the former Jin Dynasty, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuanfeng watched Zhao Jingfeng go away, and when he saw the direction in which Zhao Jingfeng was going, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he muttered: "Where is he going? Looking at the direction he left, it happened to be the palace of the former Jin Dynasty, is he going to make a big fuss about the palace?"

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Zhao frightened the wind all the way, he raised the degree to the limit, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of rich wind spirit root, all the way over the mountains and mountains, across large and small cities, flying towards the palace of the former Jin Dynasty.

The imperial palace of the former Jin Dynasty was more than 7,000 kilometers away from the border fortress, and even if Zhao Jingfeng flew with all his might, it would take two or three hours to hurry.

An hour after Zhao Jingfeng left, the northern fortress of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the million army of the former Jin Dynasty was neatly arranged ten kilometers away, just outside the range of the intermediate red-clothed cannon, at this moment, the million army has been assembled, as long as an order is given, it can attack the city at any time.

The fortress of the Southern Ming Dynasty, which was more than 80 meters high, had become dilapidated, and many places had collapsed, making it impossible for the soldiers on the city wall to pass. At the gate of the city, the tall city gate, which was completely made of refined steel and half a meter thick, also became uneven and dilapidated, and it was full of potholes, which were so badly damaged that they could not even be opened normally.

In a city tower on the city wall, several generals in helmets and armor gathered together with sad faces, all of them looked haggard, their faces were yellow, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"It seems that our Nanming Dynasty is in a catastrophe this time, the other party has gathered a million troops, and they can attack us at any time, and there are still two million troops resting at the fortress of the former Jin Dynasty, with more than 800,000 wounded soldiers in our Beicheng District, it is difficult to resist!" said an old man in armor with a sigh and a heavy face.

"Now almost all of the more than fifty intermediate red-coated cannons and two hundred junior red-coated cannons in our northern city have been scrapped, if they continue to be used, there will be a danger of self-explosion at any time, and there are not many demon pills left in our collection, so we can't last long at all. A general with a bandage wrapped around his right arm said, without any energy.

"How long can we last! Even if we perish, we will never make each other feel better. The speaker was a middle-aged man in armor, with a gloomy face and a thick murderous intent in his eyes.

Looking at the look on the middle-aged man's face, a general wearing armor beside him sighed and said, "Zhao Hongyin, I know that your son was captured by the people of the former Jin Dynasty, and you feel very uncomfortable, but don't worry! Yuanfeng's predecessor is extremely strong, and he will definitely rescue Zhao Xiongying in person." ”

A trace of grief flashed in Zhao Hongyin's eyes, and he said bitterly, "It is said that Ying'er's limbs have been cut off, and he has been reduced to a waste person who can't even take care of himself. ”

Hearing this, several generals sitting here sighed one after another, although the powerful Xianlu real person can make people reborn with a broken arm, but the Xianlu real person with such an ability is as rare as a rare soul treasure star, not only is it difficult to find, even if it is found, with the ability of Zhao Fu, it is impossible to move the other party at all, it can be said that Zhao Xiongying has no possibility of recovery in this life.

"Zhao Hongyin, don't forget that you also have a talented fourth son, Zhao Jingfeng! Zhao Jingfeng condensed the Natal Soul Treasure at the age of fifteen, with his talent, his strength will definitely improve a lot when he returns, maybe not weaker than his senior brother Zhao Xiongying. Several middle-aged men in armor spoke out to comfort them, these people were all from the four major families of Kaifeng City, and their relationship with the Zhao Mansion was very friendly.

As soon as he heard his fourth son Zhao Jingfeng, Zhao Hongyin sighed in his heart, a few years ago, because of the strength of the Cold Moon Sect, the fourth son who was still young had to run away from home at the age of fifteen, and it has been several years now, without any news, and now, Zhao Hongyin doesn't know if his fourth son Zhao Jingfeng is still alive in the world.

At this time, a young man in light armor strode in from the outside and said with a smile: "Several, I just heard you talk about Zhao Jingfeng, can you tell me about this Zhao Jingfeng's deeds! At the age of fifteen, he condensed his natal soul treasure, and he was even faster than me by three years, which is really amazing! I am also very curious about this genius character. ”

As soon as they saw the young man who came in, several generals present stood up one after another and greeted the young man with a warm face.

"Little friend Chen Lingxiang, since you are interested in this matter, then let me tell you the whole story!" said an old man in armor with a smile on his face, and then said the matter about Zhao Jingfeng in detail, how high the talent of Zhao Jingfeng is, the strength of a beginner martial artist can defeat the combination of several martial artists and a martial artist, and he is deeply valued by the emperor, until the last Zhao Jingfeng was forced to run away from home because of the strength of the Cold Moon Sect.

"Alas, Zhao Jingfeng was only fifteen years old when he left, and now a few years have passed, and I don't know where it is, if he has been staying in the Nanming Dynasty, I am afraid that his achievements will definitely not be weaker than his senior brother, maybe he is already a martial king!" sighed the old man in armor.

"Cold Moon Sect!" The young man in armor muttered in a low voice, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared, and said with a light smile: "Zhao family master, don't worry! Your son will definitely come back safely." ”

Zhao Hongyin let out a long sigh, his expression was gloomy: "This is no longer important, I'm afraid that in a few days, my Zhao Mansion will no longer exist, even if I come back, what's the use, I will only bury my bones here, if Feng'er is really alive, I hope he doesn't come back, at least, he won't suffer from the fish pond." ”