While the army was fighting, Jiang Feng and the others bypassed the army and rushed towards the desert bandits' barracks from the side, killing hundreds of desert bandits blocking the way along the way, and at the same time, there were also marksmen riding in the sky above the flying eagle, looking down, the spiritual power in their hands turned into arrows, and the lightning and thunder-like light shone in the night sky of the flying snow, and it was even so fast that it was extremely high that you didn't need to use your eyes to observe, you only need to rely on your senses to shoot at a very high level. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One by one, the secret sentinels and the heralds turned into dry souls under the arrow of death, and they actually let Jiang Feng and the others go deep into the enemy territory for thousands of meters without causing a large-scale siege by desert bandits, only some scattered small parts came to contain them, and they turned into lonely souls under the sword.

The world of darkness is not entirely dark.

The river breeze is galloping on the snow-covered land, no different from walking on the flat land on weekdays.

Mainly the red dragon horse under his crotch, the legend is that it is the offspring of a fire red dragon and a heavenly horse, born with the ability not to fear the cold, the hooves are on fire, the hair is blood-red, and the gods are extraordinary.

When they marched to the main camp of the desert bandit army about a few thousand meters, the lookout in the distance directly sent out a warning signal, and in an instant, a torch that opened to the sky burned in the dark night, and rows of battle-spirited, murderous desert bandits walked out, all wearing battle armor, holding sharp blades, looking solemn, as if they had been prepared.

Rows of fences were stretched up from the wind and snow, and the fragile wood was frozen and quenched by the cold and turned into silver shining, like crystal pillars of optimus, blocking the way of Jiang Feng and the others.

"Looks like we've been discovered!?"

Tang Jinfeng rode on his war horse, looked at the brightly lit and murderous military camp in front of him with disdain, and said.

"We didn't plan to break in the first place, but if we find out, we can kill me. ”

The Demon King of the Mixed World sneered, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and a violent and incomparable momentum erupted from his King Kong-like body, like a tiger and a leopard.

"These fences have been tempered by cold ice, and they are no longer inferior to low-grade mortal-level blades, and they have extremely strong destructive power, and it seems that we can't ride and leap over. ”

Jiang Feng was silent, carefully looked at the fence erected, and said with a solemn face.

It's not a good sign that it's not good to be out of school.

"What are you afraid of? A group of ants, even if they can run rampant, they are just no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are kings. Today, I'm going to give these ants a taste of what is called the power of a tiger, so that this fake king will be scared away. ”

"Yes, I think it's better to be careful. ”

Jiang Feng also knew these outer disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect, if they wanted to talk about arrogance, they didn't know how much more arrogant they were than him, and in four words, they were blind, and they underestimated the people of the world.

He is arrogant, he has unparalleled hole cards, strong combat power, and is invincible at the same level, but these outer disciples are not, very few have experienced bloody battles, most of them are newcomer disciples who were attracted by this mission, to put it mildly, they are just a group of cannon fodder that consumes the enemy's combat power, and naturally they will not give them any face.

With a flash of body, he stroked the head of the red dragon horse, and said softly: "The future is dangerous, you just need to send me to the door." Let me see the glory of the Red Dragon Horse, you are the strongest. ”

Immediately rode a thousand, urging a remnant image under his feet, reaching the front of the fence, the reins were strangled, and the red dragon horse neighed, and his legs flew.

I saw that Jiang Feng's feet were shocked, and the whole body was in the air, like a crane flying into the sky, the dragon was chasing the sun, and the Dapeng spread its wings, soared up, stepped on the spikes of the fence, and rushed down with his body.

The hundreds of people behind him were all shocked when they saw this scene, their blood boiled, and they were directly rampaged violently, showing the aesthetics of power.

When the Demon King of the Mixed World saw Jiang Feng's movements, a gleam flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to see his details.

In fact, the reason why the Demon King of the Mixed World and others invited Jiang Feng to participate in this attack camp is to understand Jiang Feng's limits, as well as the hole cards, if they can not see each other for a few days, they can advance by leaps and bounds, and if they are strong, they may have some earth-shattering adventures, and it is false to say that they are not tempted.

Although they won't snatch it now, they are still friendly, but how can they guarantee that they will not be enemies of him in the future?

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one survive a hundred battles and adapt to changes.

Now that Jiang Feng is the first to open the way, riding a thousand, it is naturally in line with their wishes, and if they open the way for her, they will definitely be able to see the real clues.

"Kill!"

Jiang Feng didn't think about it so much, he has a lot of hole cards, and the things exposed are just a drop in the bucket, as long as he doesn't use the Demon Wings, and the Spear of the Hades, it doesn't matter much if other martial arts are exposed, and more importantly, these weak chickens must be qualified to let him expose his hole cards.

With a flash of his eyes, his hand raised and fell, and the sharp blade of the sword drew beautiful snowflakes, mixed with the delicacy of blood and flying snow, staining the earth.

The autumn wind sword technique of the mysterious realm, the phantom moon footwork of the mysterious realm, the double mysterious, and the enhanced combat power is simply inhuman, like a god like a ghost, unpredictable.

But when Jiang Feng flashed, hundreds of phantoms appeared in the eyes of the desert bandits, dense, layered, almost difficult to see with the naked eye, only to see, a delicate sword light flashed in his eyes, and the vitality in his body slowly dissipated.

It's not so much a sword as a dance, a dance of life and death.

One step to kill, three steps to a group, five steps to a pile, ten steps to the enemy.

The desert bandit who killed him was frightened, turned around and fled, and the demon king of the mixed world who watched it was shocked, secretly glad that he was not an enemy.

Killing and killing, no one can resist, there is no living person around Jiang Feng, everyone else has lost their armor, fled in a hurry, not daring to look back at him, like a demon god, standing there, walking towards the central military tent.

Walking and walking, the footsteps are slow, and gradually enter the depths of the army, and there are more and more corpses on the ground, and occasionally there are one or two difficult opponents, and they also turn into the soul of the sword under the three moves, and no one dares to take my three moves.

How domineering, how powerful, there are few people who can do this since ancient times.

"Whoa"

In the middle of this walk, a huge danger attacked Jiang Feng's heart, and in the army in front of him, a blood-colored whirlwind suddenly flashed in front of him, and suddenly a monstrous fierce aura rushed to his face, making people nauseous and suffocating.

(To be continued.) )