Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏreadx;? As the so-called emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, even if Xin Jiyao goes into battle with illness, her strength is still not comparable to ordinary people.

However, as Xin Jiyao gradually penetrated into the Fengjun position, the number of soldiers of the Ningnan Army around her became smaller and smaller.

The original more than 20,000 people, after killing Baidi Mountain, there were only more than 10,000 people left, and now they can still follow Xin Jiyao and kill the soldiers in the depths of the Feng Army's position, not even 8,000 people.

Seeing that the number of wind army camps in front of him was getting smaller and smaller, it seemed that they were about to break out of the wind army's camp and break through in sight, but suddenly, behind the wind army's camp, a large number of wind troops emerged.

Xin Jiyao didn't see clearly where the wind army came from, a wind general had rushed to her approach, the spirit sword swept, straight to her neck, Xin Jiyao stood up and parried, when she was stunned, she was shocked back one step, and the other party was shocked back three steps,

She looked at it and said in a cold voice, "Ding Leng,"

The person who came was the deputy commander of the Fourth Legion, Ding Leng, he was holding a spirit sword, and he didn't speak, and between swinging his sword, one by one ice picks swept towards Xin Jiyao,

Xin Jiyao also fought back with icicles, and the icicles cast by the two collided together, crackling, and the broken ice cubes splashed around.

This is not an ordinary ice cube, but a spirit ice attached to the aura, the ice is splashed on the surrounding trees, and in the blink of an eye, the trees are frozen by the spirit ice, and the ground is also covered with a thick layer of frost.

The two of them fought fiercely, and the soldiers on both sides didn't dare to get close to the two of them, and there was no one within a radius of twenty meters, all of which turned into a world of frost.

Under normal circumstances, with Xin Jiyao's cultivation, Ding Leng couldn't fight with her for a few rounds at all, but now it is not a normal situation, Xin Jiyao is sick, and the battle in front has already consumed a lot of her physical strength.

The two of you went back and forth, fought for more than 50 rounds, and after a hard encounter, the two bounced off both sides.

As Xin Jiyao's mind turned, the aura continued to rise from her body, condensed above her head, and gradually turned into a huge human form.

The light blue figure appeared in the air, holding a spear, shining brightly, and the cold air continued to emanate from it, even if it was far away from Xin Jiyao, it could feel the bone-piercing coldness,

Seeing this, Ding Leng's heart trembled, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, it was a waiter,

At the moment when he reacted, the acolyte roared and flew towards Ding Leng with a gun.

Where did Ding Leng dare to resist the edge of the acolyte, he hurriedly withdrew and retreated, only to see that where the acolyte flew over, the surrounding trees, flowers and plants on the ground were all frozen into ice.

Seeing that the acolyte was getting closer and closer to Ding Leng, the nearby Feng soldiers raised their fire guns and launched a salvo at the acolyte.

Countless projectiles hit the acolyte, as if they hit a huge granite, and the clanging sound was continuous, but it couldn't hurt the acolyte in the slightest.

At this moment, a spirit spear shooter in the wind army realized that the opportunity had come, he jumped onto a big tree, picked up the spirit spear, aimed it at Xin Jiyao, and pulled the trigger violently.

The spiritual cultivator casts the acolyte, and most of the aura in the body is transferred to the acolyte, at this time, the spiritual cultivator itself is extremely weak, and naturally it becomes the best time to get rid of her.

The spirit bullet cut through the sky and shot straight to Xin Jiyao's temple, Xin Jiyao realized that it was not good, and hurriedly tilted his head back, but unfortunately it was still a little slower, and the spirit bullet swept in front of her forehead, drawing a long hole in the spirit armor at the door of her head, and blood also oozed out of the crack of the spirit armor,

A shot missed, the spear shooter hiding in the branch reloaded, picked up the spirit gun, and was about to shoot again, suddenly, he felt a cold air hit his side, turned his head to look, and was so frightened that his soul flew away.

It turned out that the acolyte who was chasing Ding Leng didn't know when he actually flew towards him,

The speed of the acolyte was too fast, and the moment he saw the acolyte clearly, the acolyte had already reached his approach, and the spear stabbed straight into his body.

The spear shooter instinctively reacted and used the spear in his hand as a shield and parried forward.

Click, the acolyte's spear was piercing the spirit spear, and in an instant, the spirit fire spear shattered, turning into a pile of fragments, and the spear was castrated, directly penetrating the chest of the spirit spear shooter,

The spear shooter opened his mouth wide in horror, and before he could scream, his body had been frozen, and he fell from the treetops, and when he landed, there was a crisp crack, and his frozen body was smashed into a pile of broken ice,

Although he was dead, his sneak attack on Xin Jiyao also reminded the surrounding Feng Army soldiers that no one was going to shoot at the acolyte anymore, and everyone's guns were aimed at Xin Jiyao and fired a salvo at her.

After only one round of projectiles, the spirit armor on Xin Jiyao's body splashed with clumps of broken mist, and most of the spiritual energy in her body was transferred to the acolyte, and her own spiritual energy was left very little.

The acolyte was in danger, the acolyte roared, holding a spear, and flew into the crowd of the wind army.

However, one acolyte couldn't kill all the wind troops around, and the wind army's salvo against Xin Jiyao became more and more fierce, and in the end, the acolyte could only retreat to Xin Jiyao's front and use his body to block the bullet for her.

That's why top spiritual cultivators can't use acolytes on large battlefields,

With the acolyte, the acolyte himself becomes weaker, and in the chaotic war, there is no ability to protect himself at all, and the originally invincible acolyte can only be forced to retreat to the acolyte's side and guard, so that the acolyte is no different from the unsummoned acolyte.

Between Xin Jiyao's thoughts, the spirit of the servant was vaporized, the spiritual energy returned to her body, and the spirit armor on her body completed the spiritual transformation of the armor again, Xin Jiyao broke off and shouted: "Kill,"

She raised her gun and rushed towards the crowd of wind troops on one side, and at the same time, a large hail blew towards the wind army,

The hail hit people's bodies, making people freeze into ice sculptures one after another, Xin Jiyao came close to the front and back, kicked out, and the ice sculptures collided with each other and shattered all over the ground.

The spirit spear swung left and right, and a large number of wind troops were cut off to the ground by the sharp edge of the spirit spear, frdo

Whoop -

From the crowd of the surrounding wind army, stone mines were thrown one after another, and the stone mines were all over the ground, rolling around Xin Jiyao, she lifted her legs and stepped on the ground with all her might, the ground froze, and the stone thunders were also wrapped in a thick layer of spiritual ice.

Bang bang bang,

There was no terrifying explosion, only the muffled sound of firecrackers lit in a quilt, and the stone mine that exploded was completely wrapped in spiritual ice, and did not produce any power in front of Xin Jiyao.

This is the spiritual cultivator who has left the realm of spiritual blood, and the firearm is incredibly powerful, and it is like a toy in front of her, although she still fights with illness.

The battle continued endlessly, Xin Jiyao and her subordinates fought viciously with the wind army for a whole night, and when the sky was white, they no longer knew how far to break through, but what they all knew was that there were still many wind troops around, and they were still crowded with people, and they couldn't see the edge.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to kill the nearby Feng army again, several henchmen came down to Xin Jiyao's approach, and people panted and said, "General...... The general doesn't care about us anymore, the general himself can go quickly,"

People are like mirrors in their hearts, with Xin Jiyao's spiritual martial arts, even if her condition is serious, she can easily get out of trouble, the reason why she stayed here and insisted on refusing to leave was all because of them,

Xin Jiyao leaned against a big tree and asked in a weak voice, "...... How many brethren are left,"

"There are less than three thousand brothers,"

Hearing this, Xin Jiyao slowly closed her eyes in pain, her heart was like a knife, she was like a knife, grabbing and rubbing her intestines, an army of millions, and now there are less than 3,000 brothers left, what face does she have to return to Haotian again, and then go to meet the new emperor,

"The world asks me when I will return, since the ancient battlefield a few people returned, millions of thin armor went on the journey, and the iron bones and loyal souls were all turned to ashes," Xin Jiyao leaned on the trunk of the tree, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh,

"General-" Hearing her poem, all the generals and officers knelt on their knees, and all of them burst into tears.

At this moment, I heard the shouting of the Feng army from the oblique side: "Xin Jiyao, listen, your subordinates have now fallen into the hands of our army, and you don't want your subordinates to be humiliated in public, so you obediently disarm and surrender,"

When Xin Jiyao heard this, she squinted her eyes, jumped up, and jumped onto the treetops above her head.

She looked at the past, and saw that in the camp of the Feng Army in front of her, dozens of captured female soldiers and female generals were held down by the Feng Army, and two of them were people around her, one was called Xin Sishuang and the other was Xin Yuyan.

Seeing clearly that it was the two of them who were captured, Xin Jiyao's head also buzzed, Xin Sishuang and Xin Yuyan were both born as servants of the Xin family, similar in age to her, and they have been her personal maids since they were children, and the surnames of the two of them were also given by her.

The two of them followed Xin Jiyao to fight in the south and the north, known as the master servant, and they were really close friends, in the army, Xin Sishuang and Xin Yuyan were also her right-hand men, right-hand men,

When his soldiers finished shouting, seeing that there was no movement in the Ningnan army opposite, a general of the Feng Army turned his head to look at the captured Ningnan male soldiers, raised his hand and nodded at them, and asked, "Among these female soldiers and female generals, who is the closest person to Xin Jiyao?"

All the Ning Nan soldiers knelt on the ground, looked at each other, no one spoke, the wind general's eyes slowly swept over them, and when he saw a Ning Nan soldier who was so frightened that his face was pale and trembling, he made a look at his subordinates, and immediately a wind soldier stepped forward, dragged the Ning Nan soldier out of the captivity, and pulled the general forward,

"You come and tell me which of them has the closest relationship with Xin Jiyao,"

"Villain...... The villain doesn't know ......"

Before he finished speaking, the general casually drew a short musket from his waist, aimed it at the captive crowd, and raised his hand to shoot.

Bang, a prisoner of the Ningnan Army was shot in the head and was killed on the spot, and the Ningnan soldier who was mentioned in front of the general was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and screamed again and again: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

"If you don't want to die, just answer my question,"

"It's her...... ...... with her" Ning Nanbing sweated like rain, and he didn't dare to look at the female soldiers at all, raised his hand tremblingly, and timidly pointed to Xin Sishuang and Xin Yuyan in the crowd of female soldiers.

Several wind soldiers walked up to the second daughter, dragged them to the general of the wind army, and the general looked at the two of them, both of them were injured, and the injuries were not light, but the clothes on their bodies were no different from ordinary soldiers of the Ningnan army.

"What's the name of the two of them?"

"Called...... It's called Xin Si Cream and ...... and Xin Yuyan ......"

"Yo, it's all the Xin family, it seems that we caught a big fish this time," as he spoke, the general of the Feng Army laughed,

After a while, he pointed to the second daughter, and said with an indifferent expression: "Push the two of them in front of our army's formation, strip off their clothes, and if Xin Jiyao still insists on refusing to surrender, in front of her, humiliate the two of them to death,"

"Yes," the wind soldiers agreed, and dragged the second daughter out,

This is war, this is a battlefield, in this place, there has never been any humanity, as long as you can win, as long as you can kill and injure the enemy, you will do everything.

The wind soldiers pulled Xin Sishuang and Xin Yuyan to the queue of the wind army, and shouted at Ning Nanjun's side: "Xin Jiyao, if you don't come out again, you will be captured, they are your lessons from the past,"

Hearing this, the surrounding wind soldiers burst into laughter, and several wind soldiers walked up to the second daughter, set them up, and then began to tear the military uniforms on the second daughter.

Xin Jiyao, who was standing in the treetops in the distance, could see it clearly, her eyes narrowed, her fists clenched, and she lowered her head and asked the people under the tree: "You still have the strength to wait, follow me to fight the enemy to the death,"