At dawn, the hall of righteousness was gathered. The butter wax has a high fever, and the night is bright.

Wu Feng sat in the north and faced south, his posture was as tall as a lone pine, and he looked coldly at the discussion in the hall, his eyes were fixed, and he didn't say a word.

He didn't know that his opponent was Li Xun, so he spent most of his energy on migrating the demon clan and expanding the influence of Wufeng. When he got the news, Li Xun's heart-attacking tactics had already begun.

The opportunity has been seized by the other party.

Rumors spread in the mountains, and a sense of frustration permeated the peaks.

"Those who advocate stubbornness are really in the majority?" Wu Feng asked as he glanced at everyone.

Chunzuofeng, Yin Tiande, Zhao Fa, Budafeng, Wang Chongxiao and others nodded their heads.

In fact, some of these people advocate peace.

Luo Gandao and Luo Tingyu looked embarrassed. It was precisely because Wu Feng contained and protected them that he attracted the enemy's attack.

Qi Qi, the county lord of the Southern Demon Pavilion, looked at Wu Feng with interest. She had already received the news last night that Wu Feng was determined to fight, but this young man was in charge, how should he persuade this group of leaders?

Wu Feng looked at Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa.

Yin Tiande said: "The number of enemies is more than ours. ”

Zhao Fa also said: "Then Li Xun lured the horse thief and threatened Wufeng. If our army goes into battle, it must leave a considerable part of its forces to defend the mountain, and the mobile forces are becoming more and more limited. ”

Wu Feng booby-trapped horse thieves and seized wealth, which did successfully improve his reputation, but also made the horse thieves around him feel resentful. Li Xun successfully took advantage of this and made some horse thieves become his own support, pinning down the five peaks of the sea of grass.

In this way, it also seems that Wu Feng's strategy is greatly wrong, which further undermines Wu Feng's prestige.

Wu Feng nodded in agreement: "What's more, the enemy is a whole big tribe, but the five peaks of the Grass Sea have just been unified, and the hearts of the people are not ......."

As soon as these words came out, many leaders became more and more agreeable.

But he heard Wu Feng stunned and shouted: "For example, everyone here - the fighting spirit is like this, it is really unusable!"

Words are categorical, earth-shattering!

His body was like a wind turbine, Huo Ran got up, flew away from his seat, the long sword was out of the sheath at some point, and he drove hard, spreading the sword shadow thousands of times, and actually took Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa and the two of them.

Everyone was shocked, could it be that at such a juncture, Wu Feng still wanted to kill people and establish his authority?

Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa were even more angry, and wanted to draw their weapons to resist, but a strong momentum came under duress, making them unable to move in an instant.

This is not only a gap in strength, but also a kind of coercion from the aura.

Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa saw that Wu Feng's pupils were flickering, and there was a strange majesty coming out. It was as if the ancient divine beast unicorn roared at them, shaking their consciousness and disorder.

Wu Feng called on the power of the martial soul to oppress, and also called on the power of the Qilin Beast Bone Inscription that he had absorbed before.

Seeing that the two of them were about to splash three feet of blood, they saw Wu Feng laugh for a long time, and the sword swirled in a circle, smooth as water, scraping over the necks of the two of them, but he never scratched off the slightest oily skin.

Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa had palpitations and looked at Wu Feng in a daze.

Wu Feng pulled back the long sword smoothly, his waist was spinning, and his clothes were hunting, and he was actually dancing with a sharp sword in this hall.

On the open ground between the seats, Wu Feng's figure swayed, his sword flashed, there was the fluttering of the west wind and fallen leaves, and there was also the swiftness of thunderbolts.

Wu Feng didn't know where to find a gourd of fine wine on his body, poured it on his back, and sang while dancing with a sword.

"The man sharpens his sword and talks and laughs, and he doesn't know how many years he has fallen. Frequent hesitation into a dream, several times to drive away the dust!"

The singing is rough and reckless, with the heroic atmosphere of the grassland. Although it is a lament for the impermanence of the world and the illusion of life, listening to it in the ears of everyone, it inexplicably arouses the heroic meaning of forgetting life and death.

The hops were sprinkled little by little, drawing a nine-colored trajectory in the air, and landed on Wu Feng's green robe, such a wild state, it seemed that he was uninhibited.

The strong aroma of wine wafted from his clothes.

He glanced at everyone: "Right and wrong don't matter. All I want you to understand now is four words: this is the end of it!"

Wu Feng's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Li Xun has borrowed the soldiers of the Divine Thunder Tribe. What are those robber-like Hu people for? They are nothing but pigs, sheep, horses, cattle, gold, silver, pearls, jade, fertile land, mineral veins and mountains of Wufeng! They want to make our men slaves and women slaves, so that they can be humiliated at will!"

"There is no turning back from the bow, and it is impossible to seek peace now. Sticking to the mountain peaks should also cause a lot of losses. Only by breaking the enemy in a battle and grabbing the enemy's cattle and horses can we make up for our losses and make more money. ”

"The five peaks of Caohai have been inherited for thousands of years, and all the leaders are good men, and several girls are also women. Life is in the world, and you can't live more than one breath. Isn't there anyone who dares to fight with me?"

There is blood burning in the words, and there is a strange incitement.

Wu Feng grabbed the gourd and shouted, "Everyone take out the wine, everyone have a good drink!"

Everyone was infected by his momentum, and took out the wine bag one after another, Wu Feng held a gourd, touched them, touched them once, and poured a mouthful, and continued to sing for a long time.

When Wu Feng approached Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa, the two heard a subtle sound, condensed into a bundle and injected into their ear holes.

"He attacked me first, and there was no need to preach any morality. On the day of breaking the Divine Thunder Tribe, Xu Er and others plundered freely, and sealed the knife in three days!"

The two of them were shocked.

Since Wu Feng banned looting, they hadn't been touched by murder and goods for a long time.

There are quite a lot of bloodthirsty people in Tsubaki Peak, and if you lure them, you can not be afraid of death.

A huge tribe of tens of thousands of people galloped among them, cutting off people's heads and rolling people, gold and silver women, and giving what they wanted. It's a taste that makes people's blood run high just thinking about it.

Wu Feng made a brilliant vision to everyone, but his momentum at this time was unparalleled. But it makes people feel that he has no reason to lose this battle.

Even Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa, who were dissatisfied with Wu Feng, couldn't help but be impressed.

What if the son of the Li family on the other side has the name of a prodigy? It's just a thirteen-year-old child. How can there be such arrogance?

Luo Gandao slammed the table at the moment, and said in a long voice: "I have not been able to go back and forth on the battlefield many times, what is there to fear about that yellow-mouthed child of the Li family?

The sound was like thunder, and it shook everyone's ear drums.

The crowd looked at him.

Only then did I remember that this imperial uncle was a master of conquering the heavens after all, and he had the reputation of the Iron Armor King.

In the battle, the effect that the strong man who conquers the sky can play is not small after all.

What's more, Luo Gandao's Xuantian battle armor is an extremely peculiar magic weapon, which is usually hidden in the ancestral aperture, and when it is in battle, it turns into a huge purple coated armor piece, wrapping the whole body, as if it has turned into an ancient fierce beast, and it is like an upright steel chariot, charging and invincible.

In the war with the Buddhism Gate in the Western Regions, Luo Gandao charged into battle many times, killed enemy generals, and even shot down the Zhangliu Golden Body of the Buddhism Gate.

Luo Tingyu also said in a low voice: "Daddy rushed in front of the formation, naturally invincible, no one can hold it down." ”

Wu Feng clapped his hands and said, "Excellent! What about everyone?

His eyes were like torches, and he swept through the people, as if to see their hearts.

Fairy Qi Qi looked at Wu Feng's beautiful face, her beautiful eyes bloomed, and she hooked her jade finger and smiled smartly: "The battlefield, people haven't seen it yet, I don't know if killing people on top, what's the difference between killing people and killing people in peacetime?"

The patriarch of Sword Dance Peak, Han Fengye, groaned slightly, and also nodded: "Being beaten for nothing is not the style of the Wufeng man. I'm in favor of playing. ”

Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa looked at each other and nodded slowly.

They are conceited that they are the elite soldiers of the peak, and they should be the head of the five peaks, but they are the least pleasing to this peak master. The two thought to themselves: If they stick to it, even if Wu Feng's reputation plummets afterwards, they can't force him to step down. If this battle Chun Zuofeng has made great contributions, he can take the opportunity to greatly expand his power, and Wu Feng said that he must also act impartially because of his meritorious deeds.

Seeing that Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa all expressed their support for Wu Feng, Ye Huiling of Huashenfeng, Ji Biyue of Chenxi Peak, and Wang Chongxiao of Buda Peak also expressed their attitudes one by one.

"Hahahaha......" Wu Feng laughed heartily: "The sons and daughters of Wufeng, they are all so happy!

According to the sword and the long song: "Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken!"

The hymns sung this time are all heroic, and there is no sense of loss at all.

Although the five peaks of Caohai are on the grassland, they are all of Central Plains blood, and the Shenting tribe is all Hu people, so the poems quoted by Wu Feng are also very appropriate to the situation.

Raising the gourd, Wu Feng drank the remaining liquor, crushed the gourd violently, exploded with a bang, and scattered the hops all over the ground.

And they all raised their wine bags and drank in large gulps.

Wu Feng said: "I need a special team. ”

He looked at Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa.

The two were still hesitating, and Wu Feng said again: "I will ask Uncle Luo Huang to bring some more people to assist you." ”

The greater the danger, the greater the merit, this is all too clear.

Yin Tiande and Zhao Fa thought in their hearts.

Since you are already going to fight, of course you have to fight. With the help of Luo Gandao, the master of Zhengtian, it should be safe.

"By the will of the Holy Lord. The two hugged their fists.

Luo Gandao also nodded: "Never give up." ”

Luo Tingyu spoke: "I am willing to go on the expedition with my father." ”

Wu Feng looked at him in astonishment.

Luo Gandao smiled: "It's okay. At the age of twelve, the Li family once went to battle with me, and even slew the enemy's head. He's fourteen now......"

Wu Feng smiled slightly.

It's not that he thinks Luo Tingyu is too young, after all, he himself went to the battlefield when he was thirteen years old.

It's just that Luo Gandao's other children have been killed by Luo Feng, if the father and son are allowed to fight together, if there are three long and two short, the Luo family will be extinct.

However, a group of peak masters were originally dissatisfied with the Luo family's father and son. It is impossible for Wu Feng to confide in public such thoughts.

"Point the soldiers—go on the march!"

Steel-like words spit out from Wu Feng's thin lips. (To be continued.) )