Yan Xie looked at the blood four who was lying on the ground who was killed by the morning wind, the role was very ugly, he didn't take into account that the morning wind was so strong, with one enemy and two, killing one person in an instant!

The twisted shape of Blood Four's neck was very serious, and his body was lying on the ground, but his head was standing up!

Huo Qianjian looked at Yan Xie and asked, "Little Prince, what should I do?" ”

Yan Xie Yin said with a cold face: "What else can I do, withdraw from Beiyong City." ”

Chenfeng walked towards Yan Xie step by step with a knife, and his heart was very excited.

For today he will be able to avenge the death of his people.

But his heart was also very painful, and his people could never come back.

The morning breeze approached Yan Xie step by step, and the Fire Thousand Blades had to stand in front of Yan Xie and resist all the pressure.

"Little prince, let's go!"

After hearing this, Morrowind immediately sneered: "Ahhhh Where to go! Today next year will be the death day of both of you. ”

"Suffer death!"

As he spoke, the morning breeze rushed towards the fire thousand blades.

"Annihilation!!"

Fire Thousand Blades raised his sword to block with all his might.

Morrowind's attack had only arrived in an instant.

Rumble!!!!

A figure was just instantaneous, and it was blasted back!

The sword of the fire thousand blades was stuck in the ground, and his hands were firmly gripped, trying to support his body.

Only by fighting head-on could he realize how terrifying Morrowind's blow was!

"This ...... Is it genius......" Huo Qianjian said with some despair.

I have worked hard for half my life to reach the current realm, and the other party ......

But he was only fourteen years old......

Morrowind glanced at the fire and said in a cold tone: "Our affairs will be settled later, you!" Get out of the way! ”

Huo Qianjian smiled bitterly: "Hehe, if you kill him, you will definitely die!" ”

Morrowind ignored him and walked straight towards Yan Evil.

Yan Xie slowly fell in love with his eyes, ready to accept the arrangement of fate: "It seems that I can't leave today." ”

"Come on, let's do it."

Chenfeng said: "Remember to go to the Nine Springs and apologize for my people!" ”

Then Morrowind slashed down with a knife......

But the embroidered spring knife stayed two inches on Yan Xie's head, but it couldn't cut it anymore!

After Yan Xie opened his eyes, he asked, "What?" Don't kill me? ”

Chenfeng unwillingly withdrew the embroidered spring knife, and stared viciously at the old man in front of him with a four-clawed golden dragon embroidered on his sleeves and a little white hair on his head.

"Who are you!"

At this time, Yan Xie saw that there were two very familiar fingers on the top of his head, and then Yan Xie turned his head and said softly, "Father...... Father......

Huo Qianjian hurriedly lay on the ground and said, "Lord Chitose." ”

This person is the hereditary prince of Beiyong County, Yan Qingping!

Yan Qingping blocked this fatal blow for Yan Xie.

Yan Qingping stroked his beard and said, "This king, Yan Qingping." ”

These three words echoed in the ears of everyone present for a long time, and they did not disperse for a long time.

After Chen Cao repelled his opponent, he quickly came to Morfeng's side, and Yinyue, who was originally watching the battle from the sidelines, also walked over.

Morrowind said: "I don't care who you are, if you want to protect him, then don't blame me for being polite!" ”

Yan Qingping laughed: "Hehe, Xiaoyou, are you going to do it with this king?" ”

Chenfeng said: "I heard that Lord Wang, you are a strong man of the half-step Dao Spirit, let me come and learn something!" ”

Saying that, the morning breeze raised the embroidered spring knife again and made an offensive posture.

Huo Qianjian shouted loudly: "Bold morning breeze, dare to make a move against the prince, do you want to rebel!" ”

Yan Qingping stroked his beard and smiled: "Hehe, your name is Chenfeng, right?" ”

"On the way back, the king heard what many wicked sons had done, so how about letting the king deal with it? This king will give you a satisfactory answer. ”

Morrowind replied, "I'll leave it to you, yes!" ”

"Fight with me! If you win, you can take him away. ”

Fire Thousand Blades said, "Morrowind! Are you provoking the majesty of the royal family! The prince is the younger brother of the current saint! ”

Yan Qingping shook his head and sighed: "Alas, you are not my opponent, you should still believe in this king." ”

Morrowind had some displeasure on his face:

"If you can't fight, you won't know until you fight!"

In fact, Morrowind has no bottom in his own heart......

The other party is a half-step Dao Spirit powerhouse, and he can only approach the eighth level with all his strength!

"Huh! Purgatory Shura! Bloodthirsty! ”

Morrowind's power then came to the middle of the Sevenfold!

Morrowind raised his originally clenched left hand, grabbed it to the sky and shouted, "This is not enough! Yes!!!!!! Burn it! ”

Morrowind has taken Purgatory Shura to the extreme, and by accelerating the consumption of life, it will be exchanged for more powerful power!

The aura of Morrowind then grew again! In an instant, it reached the late stage of the sevenfold!

Then the next moment it reached the sevenfold peak!

Seeing that Morrowind's strength exploded again, the most shocking thing in his heart was the Fire Thousand Blades that had just fought with Morrowind and was blown away by a blow.

The index finger of Huo Qianblade's right hand trembled as he pointed at the morning wind and stammered:

He ...... He...... He even had his hands left......"

Morrowind felt the power of his present and muttered.

"With my current strength, with that move, I shouldn't be in a coma again."

He then looked at Yan Qingping and said, "If you can block my blow, then the young master will do what you say!" ”

The shock that the morning breeze brought to Yan Qingping was not much less than that of the Fire Thousand Blades.

Yan Qingping was also thinking about it in his heart.

"If this son can be co-opted, it will definitely be a great help to this king in the future."

Thinking of this, the corners of Yan Qingping's mouth moved slightly, but the amplitude was so small that no one else noticed.

Then Yan Qingping said with his back hand:

"Okay, let this king try it, how much strength you have with this knife."

Chenfeng looked at Yan Qingping's posture and didn't take himself in his eyes at all, and he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

How strong is he? How strong is the gap between himself and the powerhouses of the Dao Spirit Realm?

Morrowind knew that all of his doubts would be revealed after this blow!

The morning breeze inserted the embroidered spring knife into the scabbard and bent it slightly.

Morrowind shouted in that creepy voice:

"Shura! Seal the Demon Slash! ”

Suddenly, Chenfeng's legs instantly exerted force, and it was just an instant that he rushed in front of Yan Qingping, embroidered spring in his hand, instantly unsheathed, and slashed towards Yan Qingping.

The explosive power of Chenfeng's knife surprised Yan Qingping a little, the power of this knife was enough to kill a powerhouse in the late stage of the seventh stage in seconds!

Yan Qingping shook his head slightly, and then used his Xuan Force to slam his fist on the Chenfeng Embroidered Spring Knife.

This time, the impact was not as expected.

Chenfeng's blow only lasted for a moment under Yan Qingping's punch, and then it collapsed and disappeared.

Yan Qingping deliberately controlled his strength with this punch, otherwise Chenfeng would definitely be seriously injured immediately by this punch.

Despite this, Morrowind was still repelled by more than ten steps.

Chenfeng bowed his head and knelt on one knee with an embroidered knife stuck in the ground, and after a long silence, muttered to himself:

"This ...... Is it the power of the Dao Spirit powerhouse......"

The gap between himself and the Dao Spirit powerhouse......

It's so huge......

Yan Qingping opened his mouth and said: "Chenfeng, this king will take the dog back to the house now, and in three days, he will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation." ”

"This is the king's promise to you."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qingping pointed at Yan Xie and said to Huo Qianjian: "Escort this son back to the palace and wait for the fate." ”

Yan Qingping didn't pay any attention to the morning breeze, turned around and walked straight in the direction of the Beiyong Palace.

Huo Qianjian replied: "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

This is the first time that Huo Qianjian has seen Yan Qingping make a move.

Yan Qingping's strength had been deeply imprinted in the mind of Huo Qianjian.

After the Fire Thousand Blades tied up Yan Xie, he looked up at the sky that was already dusk and couldn't help but sigh:

"This ...... Is it a half-step spirit powerhouse...... That Spirit Realm powerhouse...... And how strong is it? ”

Huo Qianjian looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Let's go back to the palace." ”

Then he mounted his horse and walked away.

In the entire battlefield, only Morrowind and others remained.

Chen Cao came to Chenfeng's side and comforted him with concern: "Cousin, you don't have to care, you are still young, you are only fourteen years old this year, you can compete with the sevenfold powerhouse, and your future future is limitless, one day, you will definitely be able to trample this Yan Qingping under your feet!" ”

He knew that Morrowind had had some epiphany after the blow just now.

He slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, cousin, I'm not the kind of person who will be decadent if I fail. ”

When the morning breeze dissipated the power of Shura, his voice returned to its usual state.

After Chen Cao heard this, the stone hanging in his heart finally landed, and he patted Chen Feng's shoulder and said, "Good brother." ”

Chenfeng looked in the direction where Yan Qingping was going and said, "Cousin, let's go find Brother Tu Yan, then Yan Qingping asked us to wait for three days, then we will wait for him for three days!" ”

Chen Cao nodded and replied, "Okay, let's go." ”

Chenfeng and the others went all the way to the south, and they were not stopped by the officers and soldiers, because this was the meaning of King Beiyong.

Tu Yan scolded for a day today and was about to go back to the camp.

The gate of Beiyong City slowly opened.

Tu Yan thought that it was Yan Evil Qi but wanted to fight him, so he scolded: "Yan Evil Child! You dog, finally give up! ”

At this time, a familiar joke came from behind the door: "Brother Tu is so angry." ”

After Tu Yan saw the person who came, the frown finally relaxed.

"It turned out to be Brother Morrowind, long time no see."

"What about Yan Xie Xiao'er?"

Morrowind replied, "Yan Xie has been kidnapped back to the palace by Yan Qingping, the king of Beiyong. ”

Tu Yan was shocked when he heard this: "What! Yan Qingping? ”

Chenfeng nodded and said, "Yes, the half-step spiritual powerhouse, the king of Beiyong, Yan Qingping." ”

Tu Yan asked puzzledly, "Brother Chenfeng, how did you come out?" ”

"Could it be that you have already taken refuge in the group of dog thieves in the palace?"

Chenfeng laughed after hearing this: "Hehe, what Brother Tu said." ”

"It's Yan Qingping's order."

Tu Yan only understood at this time.

Zhang Wu came to Tu Yan and saluted and said, "Commander." ”

Tu Yan looked at Zhang Wu and said, "Are you ...... Zhang Wu? ”

Zhang Wu replied: "Commander, I am Zhang Wu. ”

Tu Yan looked at the dozens of brothers behind Zhang Wu and asked, "Zhang Wu, what about the other brothers?" ”

"Why are there only a few dozen of them?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wu's expression looked very painful.

"Commander...... Our brothers, these are the only ones left......"

After Tu Yan heard this, she scolded: "Damn it! If this revenge is not avenged, I swear not to be a human being! ”

Chenfeng saw that Tu Yan wanted to take revenge and persuaded: "Brother Tu, that Yan Qingping is a half-step spirit powerhouse, and you and I can't hurt him in the slightest......"

Tu Yan clapped his hands angrily and asked, "That brother, you say!" What to do! Could it be that thousands of brothers in my mercenary group died in vain! ”

Morrowind shook his head and said, "This matter can only be discussed in the long run......"