On the border of the Jinxuan Empire, the smoke of gunpowder fills the sky.

The strong smell of blood floated around, and as far as the eye could see, the ground was like a sea of blood, mixed with a large number of mutilated corpses. The crows and vultures hovering in the sky were like large dark clouds, and the black figures that swooped down stepped on the sea of corpses and blood.

In the distance, some tattered military flags in the neatly encamped camp were still fluttering in the air, but the sergeants below were a little demoralized, sitting side by side, nibbling on steamed buns in vegetable soup as light as clear water.

In the main tent, the atmosphere was also depressing, and sitting on the main seat was Feng Heng, the master of the Cangyu Sect. In itself, the commander of the army is not him. It was only three days ago that the manager was killed, and he had to shoulder this most important position.

As early as a year ago, Jin Xuan, with the assistance of Kaman and Tianxun, had achieved a huge advantage in the situation against Beiting and launched a large-scale counteroffensive. However, this seems to have gone a little too well. However, many long-suppressed commanders were carried away by the joy of victory and led their troops deep into the hinterland of Beiting.

From that point on, the advantage was no more.

First, Kaman and Tianxun's own country was attacked by an enemy of unknown origin, and they had to withdraw their troops to aid Jin Xuan. Later, bad news came from Jin Xuan's side again and again, and the army of the expedition to Beiting lost hundreds of thousands and was forced to withdraw. And Beiting didn't know where a group of extremely elite troops came out, as well as a large number of martial arts powerhouses, and Jin Xuan once again lost more than ten cities that he had finally recaptured.

A month ago, Feng Heng had no choice but to set up a plan to secretly Chen Cang, and led a thousand sect members and three thousand elite soldiers of Shangjin Xuan to make a detour into the territory of the North Garden, but he never thought that the target would be exposed, and it was not until they completely entered the North Court that the enemy launched an attack and completely surrounded them.

In order to deal with the powerhouses of the Cangyu Sect, the Three-Eyed Heavenly Wolf, the Protector of the North Garden, personally led several domain-level powerhouses and dozens of realm-level powerhouses into the battle group, tightly entangled Feng Xinzi, Zhuge Tiance and others.

In this kind of army battle, the existence of domain-level powerhouses is devastating, but most of the time they can only be entangled by people of comparable strength, and the real victory or defeat still depends on the army itself and those powerhouses at a lower level.

It has been trapped for half a month, almost everyone in the army is wounded, plus food and grass are in a hurry, and the fighting spirit is low.

Feng Heng was also very helpless, looking at the familiar faces in front of the conference table with tired faces, he suddenly had a feeling of being at the end of his rope.

Reinforcements are delayed, and the only thing that awaits them is to be trapped and die here.

Suddenly, the door was opened from the outside, and Huo Xiaoxuan, who had a lot of blood stains on her body, dragged her iconic giant sword and walked in slowly, throwing out a human head: "It's been three days, and he can't fight me after all." ”

With that, she fell crookedly, and her little face was very pale.

Feng Xinzi hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Huo Xiaoxuan, looked at the dead head, shook her head and said, "Xiaoxuan, this kid is too desperate, he really killed another quasi-domain-level powerhouse on the other side...... However, it is still a drop in the bucket. ”

Feng Heng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid this is also the only thing we can do to boost morale." Huo Xiaoxuan's state is too overdrawn. ”

"She's working hard, and so are Huo Yun...... Our older generation is still there, how can we let these children do this? If it really doesn't work, let's fight a bloody way and let them escape. As long as this fresh blood is still there, there will be a comeback. Feng Xinzi was a little unbearable, and left the main tent with Huo Xiaoxuan in her arms.

After a long time, Feng Heng slapped the table: "Inform the whole army, there is no need to save food and grass, and if you are ready to break through in three days, you can escape one by one." As long as you go out, don't look back. Cangyu Sect all, follow me off!"

"Yes!"

The answers below are unanimous and equally resolute...... There is also a touch of grief and indignation.

In the middle of the night, Huo Xiaoxuan, who was asleep, suddenly woke up and sat up, holding her chest and gasping for breath. In her dreams, those familiar and unfamiliar images kept appearing, and she couldn't tell which side was real.

These days, Huo Xiaoxuan is very dependent on the power latent in his body, and once his realm-level fivefold strength is helped by that power, the quasi-domain-level powerhouse can also fight. However, every time she used it, she felt strange to herself, as if she had gradually become a different person.

However, she had no choice.

The viscous feeling on my body is very uncomfortable, and after being surrounded for so long, I can't even drink enough water, let alone bathe. Every day was spent in battle, and the clothes and dresses on my body were soaked and dried with sweat and blood, dried and soaked, repeated several times, and the earliest brightness was long gone.

"Hey, I knew that I wouldn't have given that piece of jade to Sister Lan Jin to take away, and I didn't even have to change my clothes now. I'm really, I had a bad brain at the time, didn't I? He left one for the two of us, but now it's good, it's all in the hands of Sister Lan Jin. Huo Xiaoxuan patted her head and complained, with a few hints of grievance.

"Don't worry about that, it's not certain if you can get out alive this time. Wang Meow, who was sleeping on the bed next to her, said that she was on the expedition with Huo Yun and was also trapped here.

Not only her, but many students from the inner courtyard of the Imperial Academy came with him on this expedition.

The country is in trouble, and it is incumbent upon it.

It's a pity that now there is a resentment that he dies before he succeeds.

Huo Xiaoxuan nodded, holding her face with both hands, and suddenly had a faint smile on her face, but it quickly turned into a grudge: "That guy is really, he didn't know he came back after walking for so long, and there has been no news in the past almost a year." ”

Wang Meow covered his mouth and smiled: "Where is there no news, didn't Shen Yuehan, the young master of the Confused Life Palace, also bring back some news when he came back that day?"

"Don't mention her to me. It's true, Feng Ren still dares to mess around outside, it's too much!When he comes back by himself, see how I clean him up!" Huo Xiaoxuan pursed her lips, and her resentment was even heavier.

"Why did I hear from Huo Yun that Shen Yuehan was intentional, but why was the wind tough and ruthless? You are really, you obviously don't have things, and you are still so careful. Or I'll make a bet with you, if Wind Rendeavor does come back, you'll make sure to forget about these things. Wang Meow said endlessly, with a look of affirmation.

"Forget it, don't talk about it. Go to bed. Huo Xiaoxuan's face turned red, lifted the quilt and buried her head in it, and muttered: "When will you come back, do you know that Sister Lan Jin and I miss you very much......

......

Three days later, the whole army was mobilized.

Looking at the resolute faces, Feng Heng was a little reluctant in his heart, but he had no choice. Behind him, four of the eight protectors of the Cangyu Sect shrugged their shoulders, and the rest remained in Jin Xuan's headquarters.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this way, and I'm really nostalgic. Feng Xinzi stroked the long hair on the side of her face, but there was no tension at all.

Feng Mobei, the Sun Falling Envoy of the Cangyu Sect, said with a smile: "Yes, we have been a little pampered over the years, so much so that those guys in Beiting have forgotten the fear we brought them back then. ”

"Today's war, even if you hate it, you can't weaken our prestige. I want those Beiting miscellaneous people to remember that the Cangyu Sect is their eternal nightmare!" Feng Heng suddenly became arrogant, as if he had regained the feeling of the past.

"Hahahaha, I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying, I want to see who is the other party's nightmare!"

An arrogant voice came from afar, and he saw a tall and thin figure suspended in mid-air, and behind him, six figures were also stepping on the void, and the astonishing strong aura swept wildly.

The strongest man in the North Court, the three-eyed wolf.

Feng Xinzi took a step forward proudly and shouted: "The three-eyed wolf, I let you run away back then." Today, I'm going to let you fall here, no matter what!"

Suddenly, a sea of fire appeared in the sky, and the pale golden flames erupted into an incomparably hot aura. As far as the eye could see, the sky was dyed red.

Suddenly, seven more monstrous tornadoes appeared out of thin air, and the howling wind tore apart all the flames in the sky, and everything returned to calm, and the heat between heaven and earth collapsed.

The three-eyed wolf laughed and said, "Feng Xinzi, why do you still only have this ability?" My words are also here, I must swallow you alive today!"

The figure swayed, Zhuge Tiance and Mu Yu were suspended on the side of Feng Xinzi on the left and right, and the momentum of the three of them gathered together and burst out, majestic like a rainbow.

On the other side, the three-eyed wolf beckoned, and a total of seven domain-level powerhouses including him swarmed up. Although the per capita strength is weaker, there are many people.

In the blink of an eye, countless afterimages danced in the air, squandering their strength and roaring their strength.

With the upper space-level powerhouses taking the lead in the confrontation, the breakthrough below also began. Even if it was a breakthrough, it was also carried out in the attack, and in the end, less than 3,000 sergeants roared forward, and the cold light flashing on the sharp spears and swords showed their determination and high fighting spirit.

In the chaos of the army, Huo Xiaoxuan led her trio of Lao Tu, Lao Xie, and Lao Ni to rush to the front, wielding the giant sword unstoppable, and three Beiting Realm level powerhouses in a row wanted to step forward to stop it, and within a round, only half of the blood-spattered corpse remained.

On her left side, Yu Wenkun, Luo Yun, and Yi Gang raised a gun, a halberd, and a boring at the same time, and the advantage of the long blade was brought into full play, and the strength was vertical and horizontal, and any enemy who dared to block it was killed, and none of them were spared.

On the right side, Huo Yun, Wang Meow, Huang Fuxian, and Ouyang Kuo came out with two swords and two swords, and the sword intent was mixed with the sword, weaving a killing wind together.

Behind them, there was a group of other students who came out of the academy, and they were all getting braver and braver. These days, these students are also accustomed to the battlefield, and they have long been numb to the bloody corpses.

In less than a quarter of an hour, this team forcibly tore a gap in the encirclement of the Beiting Army, passed through the crowded crowd, and was about to successfully break through.

However, in the end, there are still some unsatisfactory wishes. An aura that was much stronger than before suddenly rushed towards him, and Huo Xiaoxuan, who was rushing to the forefront, couldn't help but stagnate. Looking up, more than a dozen figures of different heights stopped in front of him, menacing.

The man at the head glanced at Huo Xiaoxuan and said with a smile: "I have heard that among the younger generation on Jin Xuan's side, a girl is the leader, so it must be you." ”

Huo Xiaoxuan spat and said, "Yes, who are you?

"No, no, no, just Beiting, and ordered us not to move. To be precise, Beiting is about the same as a lackey on our side. Whatever it may be, I will tell you that this is the end of your path. Do you know why I'm coming out now, because what I like to see most is the contrast of someone else falling into the abyss when they're about to succeed!" the man smirked, and the tattoo on the back of his clenched right fist was very unique.

Flame Skull, Hell.

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