Burst.

Outside the huge prison, Zhang Yan looked at the pitch-black railing not far away, listening to the painful howls of the soldiers of the pioneer battalion, not only did he not have any anxiety on his face, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The forward battalion is all sent up below, none of them are his descendants, more death and less death is really just a number for him, the only thing he cares about is whether these numbers are used in the right place, and with a bunch of soldiers in the forward battalion to force the other party to open their hole cards, it is undoubtedly the most cost-effective deal. After all, according to his intelligence, the hole card in the opponent's hand is only Tian Feng.

So as long as this array is broken, the city will naturally be broken.

The mechanism of this formation does not seem to be difficult to understand, within the railing, all those who are soaked in the black fog in the sky will suffer an invisible punishment, as for what this punishment is, whether it is tattooed on the face or a soldering iron on the back, it is commanded by Tian Fenglai on the city wall.

"General Zhonglang, do you want me to take my brothers up?"

Zhang Yan looked back and saw that Gongsun Yuan and his Wind Thunder Battalion were ready to set off at any time to break the formation.

"No need to ......"

Zhang Yan shook his head, this Wind Thunder Camp is his hole card, and he will not open it unless he has to.

Zhang Yan knew that the strength of the Wind Thunder Battalion was not strong in the specific person, but in the idea of gathering those soldiers who knew magic, once the Wind Thunder Battalion made a move, then this idea would inevitably be known by others, and then the advantage of the Wind Thunder Battalion would change from overwhelming to slightly superior, and this was only strong in the establishment and training of the Wind Thunder Battalion earlier than others.

"I'll break it myself first, and you and the Wind Thunder Battalion will stand by first."

After that, Zhang Yan transported the true qi in his body, and the form of his body gradually changed with the flow of true qi.

I saw that his already high hooked nose gradually became hard, and finally turned into a hard beak; The skin on his hands also became dry and tight, turning into strange talons with five fingers; His hair grew rapidly, changing form as it grew, until it became a long, grayish-blue feather...... His arms, lower limbs, back, and all parts of his body broke away from the human form and quickly ran towards the form of a bird.

Soon, Zhang Yan was no longer a person, but a huge falcon.

But the transformation had not stopped, and with a howl that resounded through the sky, the surging true qi in Zhang Yan's body instantly boiled.

Field!

The gray-blue long feather instantly turned into a streamer and poured into Zhang Yan's body, and his figure instantly rose up, and it seemed that there was more than a foot at a cursory glance, but this tall figure did not give people a feeling of bulkiness, but was naturally flexible and symmetrical. And with the disappearance of the long feather, the various characteristics of Zhang Yan's eagle falcon gradually faded and changed back to the form of a human, but his back was still surrounded by a gray-blue light cocoon.

There was another howl that almost punctured the eardrums, and the gray-blue light cocoon on Zhang Yan's back surged up and down, as if something was about to break through.

"Bang!"

Not a pair, but only one side, with a light pop, the light cocoon was broken by a huge gray-blue wing, the wing stretched to the fullest, although only half of it, but still called the sky and the sun.

Half a wing wrapped the left half of Zhang Yan's body, like a slender shield, and Zhang Yan's right hand, a long feather in the palm of the palm gradually grew, and in the end, it was actually a wing-shaped slender long knife, and the gray-blue true air streamer flowed on it, not killing and ferocious, but there was a sense of beauty contained in it.

No one could have imagined that this bandit leader of the Wuthering Heights Forest would really be as elegant as a swallow in his domain form.

"Brothers, I'll break the formation!"

With a clear drink, half of the wings on his side only needed to flap once, Zhang Yan suddenly got up, he climbed all the way along the railing on the side of the formation, and flew to the top of the black iron railing in the blink of an eye, the ceiling of this prison, endlessly filled with black mist.

Looking down from the top, the black fog at the top of the prison was not as tumbling as it was seen below, but as calm as a windless lake, and even a high-altitude gale could not set off the slightest ripple in this foggy lake.

There are three common ways to break the formation, either to break it with true qi, or to damage the formation arrangement everywhere so that it is unsustainable, or to kill the releaser of the formation in one fell swoop.

And Zhang Yan did not have the majestic true qi to fight against such a large array, nor did he have the profound knowledge to understand the true qi in the array, so he had a choice - with his superb martial arts in the lead, he killed Na Tian Feng in one fell swoop.

Although the black fog could block the prying eyes of ordinary vision, for Zhang Yan, who had the blessing of true qi in his eyesight, this obscuration of the black fog was nothing at all, he galloped along the fog surface, and he was getting closer and closer to Tian Feng on the city wall.

However, the reason why prisons are called prisons is that in addition to the severe punishment of prisoners in prisons, another indispensable thing is the strict defense of those who rob prisons outside the prison.

Zhang Yan flew all the way, and the air was cut by half of his wings, turning into a pale white air stream and being thrown into the calm black mist beneath him. However, what Zhang Yan didn't notice was that it seemed that because of the interference of the air current, the originally calm black fog gradually surged, and finally, a part with armor emerged from under the black fog.

Helmet, gauntlets, cuirass, knee pads...... The parts of these armor were spliced together by themselves under the guidance of the black mist, and finally turned into a puppet composed of armor, and those puppets "looked" at Zhang Yan's galloping back, and then a fierce man plunged into the thick black mist.

Zhang Yan was galloping, suddenly a long lance stabbed out from the black mist under him, Zhang Yan quickly turned over to dodge, although he had half of the wings as a shield, but at this time his flight speed was extremely fast, even if his wing shield was extremely strong, but it would be injured if it was rubbed by the lance.

There are one and two, and the other lance also poked out of the black fog, but it happened to be stabbed on the path where Zhang Yan turned over and dodged, as if waiting for Zhang Yan to hit him headlong.

However, at this time, Zhang Yan can't be judged by an ordinary person, although he seems to be a human body, but after all, his predecessor is an eagle falcon, I saw him straighten his waist directly, and the whole person flew away from the black fog with a sudden pull.

There's something strange here!

Hovering at a slightly higher place, Zhang Yan looked at the black fog that had returned to calm, and said secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking, the black mist rolled for a while, and the few armored puppets that had been spliced together before slowly emerged.

Those armored puppets held longbows and shot at Zhang Yan in mid-air, although the bow and arrows were extremely exhausted from low to high, but the arrows shot by those puppets did not attenuate at all, even if Zhang Yan continued to pull up, but the arrows still bit Zhang Yan to death.

Since you can't escape, block it!

Zhang Yan turned around, and the winged shield opened, covering his whole person. Those arrows shot at Zhang Yan, but they did not break through the wing shield, but they immediately dispersed into streams of black mist and soaked into Zhang Yan's wings.

"Torture and detention!"

On the city wall, Tian Feng burst into a loud shout, and several chains were thrown out of the hands of those puppets, pointing directly at Zhang Yan!

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