Wei Hao didn't intervene, he still watched coldly, the cultivation of "martyr arrogance" is like this, either perish in oppression, or explode in oppression.

Without "Dragon Wood Fragrance", all Feng Jin'an can do is grit his teeth and persevere.

I was embarrassed, but I didn't give up.

"Damn, the old guy must be trying to hone me again......"

Although he couldn't see where Wei Hao was, the little dragon people were sure that Wei Hao was watching from the sidelines.

It's not a bystander, it's a cold bystander!

"Kill!

”

The two teams of knights came from cover, each holding a horse lance and a short gun, and with one charge, they knocked Feng Jin'an like a sandbag.

The long lance tried his best to stab, and almost every blow was according to Feng Jin'an's vital point.

The dragon's tail was pierced with five or six holes, and after the skin was opened, it was gurgling and bleeding.

He was an eight-year-old child in the end, and tears were rolling in pain, but at this moment he was holding back a lot of energy, and it was impossible to call for life or death, gritting his teeth and feeling ruthless in his heart: That old thing is so vigorous, he can and I can too!

Laugh at!

With short arms and short legs, people are not much taller than standard war knives, Feng Jin'an wields the war knife in his hand, which is really funny, like a harlequin in the juggling field.

The remnants of the defeated army who were originally frightened, this scene fought with Feng Jin'an, and it turned out to be more and more courageous.

All kinds of spells were cast again, and the attack became smoother and smoother, which can be called silky.

Wei Hao's eyes were cold, he saw that Feng Jin'an was still holding the knife, and he was angry in his heart, and while secretly scolding the fool, he was touched by the tenacity of this kid.

Eight-year-old children, those peers in Weijiawan, this scene is not catching fish and shrimp, walking dogs and chickens.

Feng Jin'an is eight years old, but he has no choice, if he can't become stronger as soon as possible, when the catastrophe comes, Wei Hao doesn't dare to guarantee whether he can protect a defenseless child.

The only way out is to become stronger!

Bite!

Zilazilazila......

Feng Jin'an slashed at a soldier's spear, but in addition to the sparks, not to mention the wound, not even half of the fur was shad off.

"What!

Bah!

”

Throwing away the war knife in his hand, Feng Jin'an jumped several times in a row with his bare hands, stepped on a cloud and mist, and dodged several sudden sword qi.

The eyes of the little dragon man who were getting more and more angry became redder and redder, the fangs in his mouth seemed to be getting longer, and the bleeding dragon tail was gradually scabbed, standing on the clouds, Feng Jin clenched his fists tightly: "Damn it!" Again and again! It's too much of a deception! It's too much of a deception! It's too much of a deception—"

The crimson "martyr arrogance" is constantly flickering and expanding, and his line of refinement is different from Wei Hao's.

Although the color of the "martyr's arrogance" has not changed, the majestic firepower is becoming more and more condensed, and it has an intensity that makes Wei Hao's eyes shine.

Crash.

The sound of chains came, and I don't know when, Feng Jin'an's hands slowly condensed the chains with fire.

The chain slidied, Feng Jin'an felt the heaviness in his hands, and his expression swept away immaturity and fear, followed by an alternative cruelty, and ...... Fierce.

It was the irritability of a trapped beast, but Feng Jin'an was not a simple trapped beast.

"There is a situation!"

"There's something wrong with this little dragon!"

"Formation!"

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go now, I'm afraid there will be a ...... to break through"

Before a lieutenant could finish speaking, there was a sudden "bang" sound of chains shaking, and a large ring appeared in the air, a large ring of red flames.

"Give me death—"

With Feng Jin'an's roar, the blade, a strange blade, suddenly appeared on the side of the captain, and then it seemed like a crescent moon, the white light flashed, and where the flames burned, it was the blood gushing out of the captain.

Crash!

The chain was retracted, and what fell into Feng Jin'an's hand was a sickle.

The seemingly ordinary scythe, wrapped in "martyr arrogance", has an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"You're all going to die—"

Rumble!

The "martyr's arrogance" broke out, and Feng Jin'an jumped up from the clouds like an arrow from the string, "Evil Dragon! Dragon! Dragon! Dragon! Evil you damn dragon! ”

"Lao Tzu is a human—"

Laugh at!

Poof-

The scythe was thrown out, instantly hooking the head of a knight, and Feng Jin'an threw his arm as hard as he could, immediately leaving the knight's head in a different place.

The blood gushing out was ignited by the "martyr's arrogance", there is no doubt that this knight is also a powerful mana, but unfortunately, he suffered a mutation from the little dragonman.

The mana ignited by the "martyr's arrogance" is like a bone appendage, which can be cleaned up in a short time, how can it be so easy.

Wei Hao crossed his hands, stood on the top of the mountain and overlooked, his fiery eyes saw all the changes in Feng Jin'an, and the little dragon people at this moment, in a desperate situation and death, mastered their "martyr arrogance".

And, Feng Jin'an walked out of a completely different path from himself.

His own "martyr arrogance" pursues justice, regardless of heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, this justice is the strongest way.

Feng Jin'an did not pursue the supreme justice, what he wanted was survival, his own survival, and what he could do, the survival of all living beings.

This is the inheritance in his bones, and it is the foundation of the Divine Monarch in the clouds from generation to generation.

In the face of strength, especially in the face of unprecedented strength, the Divine Monarch in the clouds will tolerate it, but it will also play clever tricks to exploit loopholes, but as long as the final result can be accepted, the Divine Monarch in the clouds will be very satisfied.

The same is true of Feng Jin'an.

He longs for the golden dragon axe, and he also wants the dragon wood incense, this is instinct, and it can even be said that as long as it is a person, it is probably so.

But without all this, and he has reached a desperate situation, every generation of Yunzhongjun will rise up to resist.

Because if you don't resist, you and the sentient beings you love will suffer a catastrophe.

He had to do it, he had to resist.

"Come on! Isn't there a war?! Aren't you going to kill—"

Crash! Crash! Crash!

The chains are flying in the air, the sickle at the end is harvesting, and the "martyr arrogance" of the little dragon man lights up the entire mountain.

I don't know how many weak elves can see this scene clearly, and in the dark, it is especially clear and thrilling.

"Demons! Hugh is going to be rampant—"

Sword energy, strike again!

One person was disheveled, and the armor on his body had been shattered, Wei Hao brought not only a sense of oppression, but also terrifying destructive power.

This man's hood is gone, but looking at his soap boots and armor, you know that he is also a general.

Glancing at this person's cyan sword qi, Wei Hao could see at a glance that this was the doorman of Dongmang Sword Pavilion.

"Demons?! Hahahahaha......ha

Feng Jin'an was wearing a belly pocket, holding his stomach and stepping on the clouds and laughing, "I am upright and upright, worthy of a side of water and soil, if I want to be evil, what are you executioners who invade Yunmeng?" Could it be that you are still human?! ”

shouted and asked, the little doll's head was grand, and her eyes became more and more fierce: "If you have any ability, use it!" The lost dog, I only use three moves, and after three moves, you will report to Huangquan! ”

The scythe is like a crescent moon, and the light emitted by it makes the general who fights the sword look sideways.

"Don't be ashamed! The first light in the world is the credit of my ancestors! You don't know anything about flames—"

Chop!

With a sword, he slashed out a raging flame, and the flame gradually condensed into a giant, the surrounding mana continued to expand, and a large number of runes began to derive, and at the same time, this general had a heavy power, making him surpass the limit of his own ghost and immortal realm.

"Official ......"

Wei Hao saw this scene and nodded slightly, this sword immortal with an official position and fighting spirit is indeed not simple.

】

Judging from the fireworks full of mana, it should still be after the "Suiren Clan".

"After the 'Suiren Clan', he practiced in the Dongmang Sword Pavilion, which is the head of two sects."

Wei Hao was already able to think of how this general would fight.

Roar!

！

At the same time as the flame giant roared, a large amount of blue light sword qi instantly burst forward, like mushrooms after a rain, and one after another sword qi rose from the ground.

Feng Jin'an looked like a mad demon at this time, like a demon boy with horns on his head, waving the chains in his hands, and ignoring those blue light sword qi at all.

But the next moment, Feng Jin'an's whole person was pressed down from the cloud and fell to the ground.

Bang!

Poof-

He fell headlong into the mountain and smashed into a deep pit.

squirted a mouthful of blood, but Feng Jin'an did not remain motionless, but threw out the chains, hooked a cloud, and immediately got out of the pit.

Subsequently, those blue light sword qi were instantly detonated by an invisible force.

Boom –

Rumble!

The astonishing explosion, the astonishing flames, and the blazing heat and fierceness made many soldiers of the "Wude Army" who had already laid down their arms and surrendered around them pick up the weapons on the ground again.

Such a power makes them regain their confidence, which is normal.

However, more soldiers are motionless, they know very well that now they are just beating a little doll, not Wei Hao.

As long as Wei Hao is still there, it will be in vain.

Crash.

The little dragon man turned over and landed on the cloud, his eyes became more and more fierce, and the chains in his hands were also burned red by the "martyr's arrogance", like molten iron, and he could feel the heat on it at a glance.

Anger is constantly accumulating.

But Feng Jin'an was not broken by anger, he quickly judged the fight just now, and then came to a conclusion: This guy's sword qi of the Five Elements of Wood is not only quite lethal, but also a medium that can be ignited with fire sword qi......

After having this judgment, a thought popped into Feng Jin'an's mind: if it was an old thing to deal with such trouble...... What will he do?

Locking on to the sword immortal, Feng Jin'an's eyes narrowed slightly, the fangs in his mouth were still bloody, and then his body curled up slightly, and he muttered: "The old thing will definitely choose to move forward!" Because this is the fate of martyrs! It is also the choice of martyrs! This is the way of the martyrs - to see death as home! ”

Laugh at......

The chains became hotter and hotter in his hands, and Feng Jin'an's flesh seemed to be unable to withstand the intense heat, and his palms had been burned out of the chains.

Immediately afterward, the rest of the chains coiled around his body also left a mark on his body.

After a short time, the chains eventually melted into molten iron, and when the chains disappeared, the imprint on the body gradually became clear.

It was not only an imprint, but also the name of Yunmengze sentient beings who cheered for him in the "big dream".

A name is a brand.

A name is a strength.

"No wonder it's so ......"

Feng Jin'an finally understood why the old guy was so fierce, and how cruel and heavy the things he carried every time he carried them.

"I heard that the remnants of the people and the troubled times are harming here, and Yun Mengfeng is here to punish the evil! Tell the four directions, heaven and earth can be learned, and people and gods know it—"

Then, above the sky, a star flickered, and even Wei Hao couldn't help but look up, it was a star in distant time and space, it was an ancient dark star, and tonight, it exploded.

Either the rebirth of the stars, or the splendid death!

Chop!

Crash!

Like a sickle of the crescent, slashing in the air, the child wearing a belly pocket, his face was still immature, but his eyes were resolute.

At the age of eight, he made a choice that should not be made at this age!

"Slash—"

The collision of the scythe and the spirit sword, the battle between the flames and the flames, at this moment, there was no hesitation.

Innocent...... And fierce cruelty!

This kind of coexistence, this kind of contradiction, this kind of unreasonableness, made Wei Hao's blood boil, and he stood there, his eyes blooming with golden light, shocking those gods who peeked at Feng Jin'an.

He stands here, cheering on his students!

No one can hinder the progress of his students!

"Get the hell out of me—"

Many immortals who peeked at this side, no matter what kind of magic weapons and magical powers, were shattered by the golden light with fiery eyes, and among the six heavenly courts, there were mourning everywhere.

Most of them are "clairvoyants" whose eyes are bleeding, and some are "ears to report God" covering their ears and wailing.

"Haojie is willing to ...... after the catastrophe"

As soon as Wei Hao's words fell, Feng Jin'an gritted his teeth with blood and beheaded the enemy general.

grabbed the head of the sword cultivator who rolled to the ground, like a demon child, Feng Jin'an, jumped up and shouted in the clouds: "There are those who dare to resist, which is equivalent to this person!"

”

is obviously a cute child's voice, but this scene is a curse that urges life, so that the soldiers of the "Wude Army", who were just a little bold, threw the blade in their hands a second time.

Standing on top of the clouds, Feng Jin'an was panting like a cow, but he was extremely excited: "What about after the 'Suiren Clan', your fire is not as good as mine!" ”

The collision of flames and flames, Feng Jin'an's "martyr arrogance", completely overwhelmed the flames of sword cultivation.

It is also useless after the ancestor!

"Hahahahaha......"

The triumphant Feng Jin'an laughed and shouted, "Remember! I am the 'Little Sage of Cloud Dreams', Feng Jin'an, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, the kid fell headlong, his eyes lost focus, and he obviously fainted.

However, he did not land, and a chariot caught him, which was the guide car.

Wei Hao jumped up, landed in the car, put the kid down, and looked satisfied: "I have finally made progress, not bad......"

At this time, in the "Taitian Court", the Qixing officer had a solemn face: "If it goes on like this, the world will be full of martyrs, and when the time comes, I am afraid that it will be out of control." ”

"Must be recruited!"

The Daystar Officer made up his mind that no matter what happens this time, he will work hard to eliminate public opinion and promote the recruitment of security.

Whatever the encirclement, suppression, and suppression are all in their own minds, how can they work together to suppress Wei Hao?

It's still safe and secure.