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CHAPTER IX

The sound of tearing the void in his ears made him subconsciously look at it. The ring www.biquge.info of pen & fun & pavilion dragged a little heavy steps, and made a phantom shadow in the air, and followed the gaze towards the side.

"When. ”

A violent metal collision sound was remembered in the battlefield, and the majestic air wave swept everything like a violent wind, and the green wind that blew flew to the side for a long distance with people and wolves before stopping.

There was a slight pain in the arm, but it suddenly became violent, as if the force had invaded the arm and injured the meridians. Qingfeng just wanted to raise his hand to pick up the ring, but found that his hand was numb for a while, and he didn't have half of his strength.

"What a powerful attack, I don't know who sent it. Qingfeng struggled to look at the group of armored cavalry in the distance, but the internal force was quietly covering his hands, moistening the damage.

The pitch-black armor gave a dull feeling, and the spear in his hand stood like a dense forest. Qingfeng's gaze kept scanning the statue-like figure, and finally found a different figure.

The man stood in the center, his eyes fiery as he looked ahead. The steel draped around his body gave people a cold feeling, even cold to the blood.

At a casual glance, the figure was no different from the armored cavalry next to him. But the sharp-eyed Qingfeng found that the man's hands were empty, and the heavy spear had long been gone. Obviously, the attack just now was made by him.

"Hmph. Qing Feng weakened his muscles and bones, and his iron fist suddenly turned into a palm aimed at the iron spear. Suddenly, the gun was drawn into his hand as if it had touched a magnet.

The knight's eyes changed, and an invisible pressure pierced through the crowd and reached the spear, forcing it to churn and struggle in Qingfeng's hands, and from time to time emitted several fierce waves of qi to attack the people beside him.

Qingfeng's face was gloomy, and the internal force flowed from his body to his arm, and finally poured directly from the palm of his hand, forcibly stopping the riot of the "captive". Then it looked up at the cavalryman, a smile tugging at the corner of its mouth.

"I can't afford your attack, so I'll give it back to you. ”

As he spoke, the spear turned into a silver snake, rippling with a dazzling light and roaring towards the enemy formation, and it turned out to be exactly the same as hitting the armor of his original master.

The armored cavalry who had attacked Qingfeng before saw the spear coming towards him, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to intercept it. But before it could stretch out its hand, its eyes were suddenly full of doubt, and its mouth couldn't help but let out a soft "huh".

That attack seemed ferocious, and it had a momentum that penetrated everything, but that was only for ordinary cultivators. If you run into the hard armor of the armored cavalry, it's just an itch.

I thought that the guy in front of me with the ring would surprise him, at least at the level of attack that sneaked up on him that day.

But now, it seems that the small thing in front of him is just a useless thing, and there is no threat at all!

Thinking of this, the armored cavalry couldn't help sneering twice, but he didn't stop it, let the spear smash into his body, and shouted arrogantly: "How is this attack as weak and powerless as a girl, is it trying to tickle me!"

Hearing this, Qingfeng didn't get angry, but the arc at the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger: "Whether it's an itch or not, we'll know later." By the way, scratching can also bleed. ”

As soon as the words fell, the advancing spear suddenly had a terrifying aura, like the Great Demon King of Hell roaring on the gun. The air resounded with a cracking sound, and chaotic air currents flew in the air, constantly tearing at the surrounding aura.

The horseman's face changed, but he still didn't do anything. In his eyes, although these attacks had increased a lot, they were not enough to pose a threat to him.

However, as time passed, the cavalryman's face finally began to panic. The spear was aimed at nothing else than his own chest.

The armor in that area was only temporarily repaired yesterday, and it has not yet fully recovered, and it is not able to completely resist the advancing spear.

"Damn, this little is fucking insidious. The armored cavalryman hurriedly reached out to grab his spear and covered it with his senses.

However, the surface of the spear was wrapped in Qingfeng's internal force, blocking his divine sense, making him unable to contact the machine spirit for a while.

And by the time he finally broke through the barrier, the spear had already rushed through his palm to his chest, slowly stabbing in.

"Ahhhh ”

The armored cavalryman's eyes were full of hideousness, and he desperately grabbed his spear with both hands and pulled him out, but he didn't realize that the layer of iron armor covered by the palm of his hand was all shattered and exposed bright red in one blow.

In the realm of life and death, people will always burst out with endless potential. Bright red had emerged from under the armor, and the skin of the palm had been baked clean by the fiery energy.

However, the scene had reached such a critical juncture, and the spear was miraculously stopped, and could no longer advance half a minute.

The swarthy spear god instantly lost its luster, and the fierce wind also lost its power. The surrounding space gradually returned to its former calm, as if the previous attack had never been seen before.

"Well, I actually blocked it. Qingfeng was slightly surprised. He knew the identity of the soldier when he had just fought and was undoubtedly the commander of the Thousand Iron Armored Cavalry.

You must know that Annan Yonghao's arrow was devastating, how could it really not cause him the slightest damage? It's just that he had something to hide from the original distance, so no one found out.

Although the Tempest Wolves lost nearly half of their lives in the first round of the encounter, they also took the lives of several ironclad cavalrymen and traumatized many others. In this way, the identity of the commander is also deduced.

And when Qingfeng was investigating the person who attacked him, he happened to find that the armor on the soldier's chest seemed to have just been repaired with other materials, so it was not strong, so there was the latter scene.

"Yes, I actually reacted. I don't know who your Excellency is, why did you help Yuancheng to attack us?"

Qingfeng thought for a while, and did not continue to attack, but suddenly hugged his fists and asked.

The man's face was hideous, and he slowly pulled the spear out of his chest, and the big beads of sweat fell.

Soon, the spear was completely out of the picture. He took a breath, and his voice was full of solemnity: "Zhuge is not." ”

"Can you fight with me?" said that, the ring in Qingfeng's hand suddenly burst into a strong brilliance, and finally slowly changed, and finally turned into a spear.

"Naturally. ”

Zhuge Yifei took off his steal and peep, revealing his face with some vicissitudes. The murderous aura all over his body suddenly rose, and the blood in his whole body boiled again.

He must avenge the revenge of that shot. And the best way is to kill the little one in front of you in front of everyone. Otherwise, even if he relied on the brothers behind him to crush the two thousand wind wolf riders in front of him, he would not be able to wash away his shame.

"War. ”

The two sides shouted almost separately, and charged with spears in hand. The wind wolf howled, his eyes full of ferocity, as if he wanted to tear the steel monster in front of him into real scrap metal.

Zhuge Yifei's face was not shocked, and the spear in his hand lit up endless light in the air like a dark night. Bursts of wind were driven out by him, forming a thick wall and smashing towards Qingfeng.

"The force is good. With a simple four-word evaluation, Qingfeng's hand suddenly burst out with strong power. The spear rushed straight up with light, like the body of a long dragon.

"Boom. ”

The air produces a violent sonic boom, one ring after another. The two of them didn't know how much they had fought in the smoke and dust, but they knew that the aura around them had all been broken, and the earth seemed to be turned over by something, revealing a hideous look.

"Whew. ”

Suddenly, there was a wolf howl from the battlefield, and a cyan figure flashed out of it, followed by Zhuge Yifei's calm face.

The two chased and dodged, and sped off on the battlefield. A trace of bright red spread from the corners of Qing Feng's mouth, and the qi and blood in his body were constantly tumbling, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

"What are you running, didn't you say you want to fight with me, you can't do it so soon?" Zhuge Yifei sneered, and the spear suddenly shot out a stream of air, chasing towards the cyan figure in front of him.

Qingfeng sensed the aura of danger coming from behind him, and hurriedly turned around to look. The spear in his hand swung in the void, scattering all the attacks that came at him.

"Damn, if it weren't for the plan, you'd have to beat you all over the ground looking for teeth. Qingfeng muttered in his heart, but the speed of running did not decrease at all, and his mouth was even more unscrupulous and provocative: "What kind of ironclad cavalry, it can't be as fast as Erer." ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Yifei's eyes burned with rage, and a tone containing anger spit out loudly from his mouth: "Then let you see what speed is." ”

Zhuge Yifei, as the commander of a thousand ironclad cavalry, has been on the battlefield for decades, and has never encountered other types of troops that can be compared with ironclad cavalry in his life. Now hearing that someone despises his speed, this can't help but make him angry.

The speed of the ironclad cavalry has not been the fastest among the cavalry because of the armor on it, otherwise with the excellent quality of the tempest pegasus, how can it not even be able to outrun the wind wolf. But if you want to see speed, let you see it.

The idea of the strong is always very strange, and you never know what they will do next.

In order to catch up with Qingfeng, Zhuge Yifei faded the logo armor of the ironclad cavalry, and chased after him in light clothes, and the speed really faintly surpassed the feeling of the wind wolf.

"Hey, hey. Seeing this scene, Qingfeng was not a little nervous, but showed a somewhat sinister smile. He deliberately slowed down, allowing Zhuge Yifei's horse to catch up with him in a while.

It was as if there were thousands of cold rays poking at his back, and even the breathing of the mount could be heard clearly. Zhuge Yifei raised his spear, and there was a fierce meaning in his eyes: "Give me death." ”

The spear absorbed all the surrounding air with a visible range, and the momentum suddenly became louder.

The whirring wind blew through the back of Qingfeng's head, and he was a little painful. The heavy spear had already accumulated its strength, and its tip was like a fire with a blazing temperature, and it stabbed at the green wind in front of it.

"Opportunity. ”

Almost instantly, Qingfeng suddenly stopped, and at the same time, he dodged Zhuge Yifei's attack on one side. The green spear spun around with his body, and with a single shot, the unstoppable figure behind him pierced through, bringing out a string of blood.

"Haven't you heard of it? Qing Feng's face was full of smiles, and the green light gathered from the gun to his hand, and finally turned into a palm and slapped out.

"Bump. ”

Zhuge Yifei's figure flew out like a cannonball, falling straight to the ground, bringing a burst of blood, not only whether the blood was originally on the ground or from his body.

Those ironclad cavalrymen were stunned by the scene in front of them, and it took a long time to react, and then they all waved their weapons and wanted to come over to take revenge.

However, Zhuge Yifei suddenly got up from the ground and stopped his subordinates' actions.

"Stop it. ”

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