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In the valley south of Songshan Mountain, the Shentang army formed an iron barrel-like formation.

Long Aotian and Jing Zhisheng were taken out, and the news that the Shenxiao army had completely retreated had been transmitted by the flying pigeon to the dock forts of the wealthy clans. The wealthy clans who had been waiting and watching also sent troops to participate in the reconquest of lost territory, but if they rushed to the battlefield to support Wu Feng, it was too late.

Li Xun's team had already evacuated Dengfeng City and pursued the Shentang Surprise Attack Team who had no time to retreat.

The mountainous terrain was too narrow for the retreat to be easy, as there were too many wounded, and if the enemy caught up and the formation broke up, it would be a heavy loss.

Therefore, although the consumption has been huge, Wu Feng still has to fight this battle.

He looked at Li Xun, who led the foot soldiers to stick in like a sharp knife.

Li Xun is twenty-one years old, but he still looks sixteen or seventeen years old, probably with a natural tender face, and he is still as beautiful as a young and weak teenager.

"Little bamboo, meet again. ”

Wu Feng smiled: "It's been many years. ”

"yes, it's been years. ”

Li Xun sighed lightly, and there were vicissitudes of the past that were difficult to trace in his sigh.

"It seems that you have to fight this battle. Wu Feng said.

"I am nominally a vassal of His Highness Jingzhou, and since he died in battle, I should avenge him. ”

Li Xun said calmly.

"Whether it can be done is another matter. You need to do your best as a vassal. ”

Wu Feng's meaning was obvious, Li Xun would never let his troops suffer much loss. Long Aotian is dead, it is difficult for the successor to control the situation in Jingzhou, Jingzhou, and even the whole world will change the situation greatly, and it is necessary for Li Xun to preserve his strength.

"Your advantage is that the losses of your troops are smaller, and you have rested in Dengfeng City for a while, and you have slightly more troops than me. ”

Li Xun had 3,000 Sanhe soldiers under his command, and Wu Feng's team was only 2,000 because it was a surprise attack team.

"But my department has slashed the Lord of the Divine Sky and the heavy generals, and although my physical strength is tired, my morale is high. With this invincible spirit, you can't break it. ”

Li Xun was silent.

"So, I ask you......" Wu Feng looked at Li Xun's eyes: "If you break through my line, will you kill me?"

If Wu Feng can be killed, the benefits that should have been obtained by Shenxiao may all be owned by Sanhe.

Li Xun was stunned.

"I ......"

"I don't know. ”

Wu Feng gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

"Idiot!"

"Without your determination to live and die, what's the point of you fighting this battle? Just to put on a show for the world? Boy, let me go!"

Facing Wu Feng's roar, Li Xun was a little at a loss.

Even in front of Long Aotian, he is not like this.

I have already grown up.

Is it because Wu Feng is the one who taught himself what it means to live for himself?

Li Xun was thinking about it, and a young Taoist priest couldn't bear it anymore and sacrificed his sword.

"Shaft, even if you are the master of the Divine Hall, you must not speak to the master of the door like this!"

Tiangang Daoren is the great disciple of Mr. Lan Dingji, the former number one minister of the Sanhe Sword Sect, after Mr. Lan Da passed away, Tiangang Daoren faintly regarded himself as his successor.

He was of medium stature, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were full of sharpness.

Caught off guard, he was killed by the Tiangang Taoist in front of the battle, and the flying sword bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, turning into a long sword rain, and went straight to Wu Feng.

But Wu Feng just swung his sword lightly.

Tiangang Dao people only felt that Wu Feng's body position had changed, and he instantly avoided the sword rain in the sky, and his chest was rushing towards the tip of Wu Feng's Chixiao Sword!

He couldn't retract his momentum.

His own impact force made him pierced by Wu Feng's sword.

Wu Feng didn't even use much strength at all.

The Tiangang Daoist has died.

At this time, Wu Feng retreated into the protective range of the shield soldiers, wiped the blood from his mouth, his face became more and more pale, but he was still calm.

"I'm really seriously injured. ”

"But killing such an opponent is still like killing a local chicken and a dog. ”

This is the determination of the so-called strong. And Xiaozhuzi, do you have such a decision?"

Li Xun blinked, as if suddenly realized.

He suddenly raised the Returning Wind Sword and shouted, "Sergeants, charge with me!"

Take the lead and take the lead.

The military formation of Mikawa was like a sea crashing on the formation of the shrine.

Originally, Wu Feng was seriously injured and killed the Tiangang Dao people, which damaged the morale of the Sanhe Army, but now Li Xun is like a leader, majestic as a god, and the soldiers are doing their best.

Originally, the soldiers of the temple were good at attacking, and the soldiers of the three rivers were good at defending, but now they have completely fallen one by one, and the three rivers are like a sea of guns, launching a violent charge towards the military formation of the temple.

After several rounds of fighting, a dazzling cold light bloomed on the tips of the guns of the Three Rivers soldiers, converging into a wall of icy cold air, sweeping away the scorching heat of summer in an instant.

Jiu Zhongci, the number one general of the young generation of Sanhe, launched the tactic "Frost and Snow Gun Soul".

Several of the priests of the temple were directly frozen into popsicles, and then their bodies were shattered and turned into frozen meat.

The formation, which was as solid as an iron bucket, was carved out of a gap.

Li Xun made a quick decision, swept with a flying sword, killed three Shentang athletes, and burst in!

The formation of the Divine Hall was like a wave splitting apart in an instant, and it was violently slammed open.

Li Xun's face was resolute, ignoring that the soldiers in the rear had fallen behind, and rushed to the front alone.

Again, he stood directly in front of Wu Feng.

Will you kill me?

This question was finally laid bare in front of the two.

Flying swords fly.

"Stop!"

Su Lanjin and Luo Sijia shot at the same time.

The two weapons hit Li Xun's flying sword at the same time.

But the Huifeng Sword still drove away with an indomitable momentum.

stabbed Wu Feng in the chest.

For a moment, both women exclaimed.

The flying sword was drawn with a bang, blood splattered.

It's the right chest, and I don't know if it was hit in the wrong direction, or if Li Xun deliberately left his hand.

The Shentang troops on both sides began to reunite, and if Li Xun didn't retreat, he would not be able to retreat.

He flew away quickly and stared at Wu Feng: "Thank you." ”

"Hopefully this is the last time we'll fight each other, and then we'll have a good time. Wu Feng used his last strength to transmit.

"Dead boy, Long Aotian's brutal cousin is really not suitable for you. Jing Naomori was killed by me, his daughter needs someone to protect now, and the whole of Iiya is a dowry that she can bring......"

Li Xun shivered in the wind.

Even at this time, Wu Feng was still helping himself think of a strategy to erode Shenxiao.

He avoided Ji Hongyan and Sen Kecheng's spears, let out a long roar, and fought his way out of the encirclement, but the corners of his eyes were already wet at some point.

Confidant of life and death, but that's it.

"Retreat!"

Li Xun resolutely ordered that the Sanhe army changed from a sharp arrow to a long snake formation, and the formation was strict and could not be invaded.

"Good sword. ”

Wu Feng rubbed the wound on his right chest and pretended to smile easily.

Immediately, the wound was full of blood, and he fainted.