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Chapter 163: The Battle of the Vanguard

The next day, as soon as the sky was dark, the army of the Heavenly Wind Country sounded the horn of attack. More than 800,000 soldiers approached the city, with flags and swords and guns, ready to attack.

Xie Tingfeng's side, the thirteen phantoms followed him like a shadow, not leaving an inch, surrounded by disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and other sects. He is better than snow in white, spotless, and even more heroic and handsome.

"The people on the tower listened, and hurried out and surrendered. Otherwise, we will kill it, and the blood will flow like a river!" Xie Tingfeng took the lead and shouted loudly towards the city tower.

"Whoosh!" replied to Xie Tingfeng with a rain of arrows like locusts.

Xie Tingfeng was furious, the azure true qi yang light in the dantian flickered, and an azure ice ball instantly appeared on his right hand. This ice hockey ball slowly grew bigger, slowly got bigger, and when it reached a diameter of about one meter, Xie Tingfeng moved.

"Go!"

The azure puck glows in the sunlight. The lightning and stone fire have already flown up the city tower.

"Boom!"

The extremely cold factor that exploded in an instant, like a dense net, like a hazy fog, shrouded the entire city tower. In an instant, it froze the minds and bodies of the soldiers, cutting off their vitality. Human-shaped ice sculptures glow in the sun.

Xie listened to the wind and urged the wings of the poisonous dragon to fly up the city tower like lightning. The Thirteen Phantoms were afraid that their master was in danger, so they also followed closely to the city wall, climbed up the city tower, and guarded Xie Tingfeng.

Xie Tingfeng spread out his divine sense and took a look, in addition to the soldiers on the city tower who were frozen into ice sculptures, where was there the shadow of the soldiers of the Tianyun Kingdom?

The crown prince Mu Zhehan slipped away as early as yesterday, leaving only some of the soldiers to blare on the city tower, and it turned out that he was singing an empty city plan.

The Charm ordered the people to open the city gates, and the soldiers and horses of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom swarmed in.

"I originally wanted to follow my eldest brother to fight a good battle with the soldiers and horses of Tianyun Kingdom, but I didn't expect them to slip faster than rabbits!" Chu Han was unable to make a move, feeling very unpleasant.

"That was because the enemy was frightened by the eldest brother, and we occupied Siyang City without bloodshed. Pan Mo looked proud.

"From this point of view, driving the enemy out of the Tianfeng Country is just around the corner, Brother Xie is mighty!" Pang Guangda praised from the bottom of his heart, and the disciples of the Tianfeng Gang also shouted: Brother Xie is mighty!

Prince Duan Hao left some soldiers to defend Siyang City, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of troops marched towards Fanyang City, the next occupied city.

After a day and a night of rapid marching, the army stopped fifty kilometers from the city of Fanyang. It's a flat river, and it's very vast. The flag in front of the sun is covered, the war horses neigh, and the soldiers and horses of the Tianyun Kingdom are here to wait for a long time.

The crown prince Duan Hao divided the army of the Tianfeng Kingdom into three parts, Xie Tingfeng led one to rush forward, and the other two divisions were divided into left and right, forming a horn trend, which could advance or retreat, attack or defend.

"Is it Xie Tingfeng, the big forward of the Tianfeng Country?" A middle-aged person walked out on the opposite side, with a storage bag hanging from his waist, and he didn't know what it contained. His body was a little emaciated, but his eyes were shining, and he shouted at this side.

"I'm Xie Tingfeng, who are you?" Xie Tingfeng was dressed in white and came out of the crowd.

"I am Song Zihao, the pioneer of the front of Tianyun Kingdom, Xie Xianxian, can you dare to fight?"

"Why don't you dare!" Xie Ting's master of wind and art was bold, and he took a leap forward and landed opposite Song Zihao.

Suddenly, a coercion fell from the sky, pressing on Xie Tingfeng like a mountain.

"High-level peak Martial Sect, I have experienced the coercion of the Martial King, and I am still afraid of you?" Xie Tingfeng urged the nine strength of the hegemonic body, superimposed on the Gang Lightning Light Body, and the coercion on his body disappeared in an instant.

Song Zihao stomped on the ground with his feet, his true qi was released, his body rose into the air, and he slapped Xie Tingfeng with a palm.

This palm was small at first, but when it arrived in front of Xie Tingfeng, it suddenly became larger and more numerous, like a pu fan, with a raging flame.

"Flame Phantom Palm!"

The sky was full of burning flame palms, with terrifying high-temperature air currents coming from all directions, I don't know which palm is real and which palm is virtual.

Xie Tingfeng was secretly frightened, this Flame Phantom Palm was not only powerful, but also dazzling and phantom.

Suddenly, his eyes turned pale gray, and the clairvoyant eye activated, quickly catching the trajectory of the phantom palm.

"Phantom Finger!" Xie Tingfeng flicked his right hand, his fingers were like flowing water, and countless finger shadows greeted the palm shadow in the air with electric light. The sharp linear true qi shot into the air like an awl, emitting a piercing whistling sound. Today's phantom finger is no longer what it used to be, and more elements have been added to the true qi, not only is it more powerful, but it is also full of illusions and more unpredictable.

"Snort!"

The palms and fingers intersected, and the palm shadows in the air instantly shattered, turning into true qi and drifting away.

Song Zihao withdrew his palm and couldn't help but gasp. The palms of the hands are densely covered with black finger prints, deep visible bones, and burn marks on the edges. Xie Tingfeng's thunder and fire power was obviously one level higher than him.

"Boy, my Flame Phantom Palm is nowhere to be found, how did you find out which palm is real and which palm is false?"

"Who do you think you are, and am I obligated to tell you?" Xie Tingfeng dismissed.

"You, boy, don't be rampant, the battle has just begun, the sun is setting!"

Song Zihao spread his wings and flew into the air like a great peng, and suddenly a silver spear appeared in his hand. This gun is called "Sunset", and it is a high-grade spiritual weapon. The spear stirred, and the sky suddenly shook violently, and a rushing river of water system true qi, the waves were turbulent, and the momentum was amazing, rolling towards Xie Ting. Song Zihao was on his head and feet, holding a silver spear in his hand, bursting with sharp energy, like thunder, murderous as substance, and rushing towards Xie Tingfeng.

This move, "Long River Sunset", the long river of true qi of the water system condensed in front of it, has a tsunami-like powerful impact, which can instantly cause a huge impact on the opponent. Even if the opponent can resist it, when the stalemate occurs, it will be difficult to escape the powerful attack of the silver spear falling from the sky. Because, the gun is the king of weapons, and the lethality is huge.

The faces of the Thirteen Phantoms and Xia Ruoqing changed slightly, and they were secretly worried about Xie Tingfeng's safety.

"The water is coming!

Xie listened to the wind and shouted, with his feet as the axis, his body swirled sharply, the water vapor in the heaven and earth quickly condensed, and the wind shadow shot out Dao Guanghua, and a dragon of sword qi swirled out a huge tornado on the ground, and then soared upward, facing the rolling river. The dragon of sword qi shot into the water. Jiaolong has the help of water, and it is not a thing in the pool after all. The dragon's tail stirred a thick column of water and rushed towards the sky, as if to roll the sky upside down. There was a bang, and the momentum was amazing. That drop of water contained a strong murderous aura and a sharp sword aura, which could pierce through the stone cracked bank. This is a move in the Shenlong clan's swordsmanship "Wind and Thunder Stacking Waves", a non-grade swordsmanship, it is really earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods.

Song Zihao, who was in the air, only used half of his move, and when he saw the long river of true qi he had condensed, he actually rolled upside down and attacked him, and he couldn't help but be shocked. The reaction of the high-level martial sect was indeed fast enough, and the sunset silver spear in his hand turned into a sweep, and with the help of the reaction of the power of a sweep, his body swung to the side, and his butt fell to the ground.

Song Zi climbed up proudly, his breath was disordered, his face was like dead ashes, and his clothes were full of small holes shot by water droplets, and blood was dripping.

"Song Zihao, you are defeated!" The wind shadow in Xie Tingfeng's hand locked Song Zihao's figure.

"It's too early to say who will win and who will lose. Ten Thousand Ghost Flags!" Song Zihao patted the storage bag on his waist, and a black ghost flag flew into his hand.

Song Zihao bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the ghost flag, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and sacrificed the ghost flag into the air, and said "disease" in his mouth, the ghost flag quickly became larger, and countless hideous and terrifying grimaces appeared on it, and black evil gas sprayed out of his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Xie Tingfeng was a little puzzled.

"Brother Feng, I really didn't expect that he was not only a spiritual cultivator, but also a ghost cultivator. This is the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner that he refined with the unjust ghosts and ghosts he captured, which can drag the souls of the living into the banner and refine them into powerful ghosts. ”

"I see, today I am going to destroy this ghost artifact so that he can use it to harm people again. "Xie Tingfeng knows that no matter how powerful these ghosts are, they are also afraid of thunder and fire.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, blessed by the essence blood, became larger and larger, like a black cloud covering the sky. The wind gusted, and Xiang Xie listened to the wind as a hood. Countless powerful ghosts stretched out their sharp ghost claws from the evil qi, and let out a creepy ghost scream, wanting to drag Xie Tingfeng into the flag.

The powerful tearing force dragged Xie Tingfeng off the ground and slowly approached the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners. The corners of Song Zihao's mouth showed a ghostly smile, and the trick pinched out of his hand was even faster.

The hearts of all the people in the Heavenly Wind Country were raised to their throats, and Xia Ruoqing's eyes were already full of tears.

Gradually, Xie Tingfeng had approached the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, and his body was finally sucked in. Song Zihao was overjoyed, as long as Xie Tingfeng's soul was refined, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner would be able to add another powerful ghost.

"Close!"

He was about to take back the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, and he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, sweat pouring down his face. Immediately, he discovers that Mankiba has lost contact with him.

"Smack!"

Ten Thousand Ghost Banners fell to the ground, and Xie Tingfeng walked out with a smile on his face, followed by more than a dozen corpse soul beasts.

It turned out that Xie Tingfeng deliberately let the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners suck it in, absorbing Song Zihao's divine thoughts sealed inside, and letting the Corpse Soul Beast devour the ghosts inside.

Song Zihao's hard-working Ten Thousand Ghost Flags were broken by Xie Tingfeng and became waste.

"You destroyed my treasure, I'm going to kill you!"

Song Zihao's eyes were red, and a fierce light burst out. Like a mad tiger, he rushed towards Xie Tingfeng with a silver spear in his hand.

"Waves roll a thousand layers!"

Xie Tingfeng slashed out with a sword, and layers of sword waves surged away, instantly submerging Song Zihao.

"Sword Qi Explosion!"

There were fifteen earth-shattering loud noises in a row, and fifteen layers of sword waves exploded one after another, and Song Zihao was blown out and fell heavily to the ground, and the fragments of internal organs mixed with blood spurted out of his body. More than a dozen corpse soul beasts rushed to grab it, and after a burst of biting, Song Zihao's soul was destroyed.

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