The night sky is full of black clouds, and the fierce fight on the ground is dangerous. Feng Ling was besieged, and he could only rely on his extremely fast body to fight with the demon soldiers, and dragged it to a point. I only hope that Wang Nu and the others will no longer be in danger on the road, and arrive at Yanjin City, which is guarded by Qin Jun, as soon as possible, and get out of danger smoothly.

Cheer up the spirit of twelve, and then speed up the unpredictable footwork, Feng Ling is like a dozen, and the sword is slashed at the white-armored demon soldiers who are forcing forward one by one. Suddenly, the white robe of the demon soldier was shattered, revealing a white armor body of unknown material and an unknown rune engraved on his body. This white armor is stronger than the black armor, and the magic weapon is even more powerful. After several encounters, Feng Ling's arm was numb from the shock, and his sword trembled, but he failed to damage the first armor.

After a long time of attacking, Feng Ling calmed down, walked around to attack Baijia, and observed the enemy. After several investigations, I saw that the magic armor was stiff but fast, and the marksmanship used was direct and effective, without any fancy skills, and I didn't know the pain and exhaustion. Compared to black nails, white nails are also different. The black armor advances and retreats together, acting in unison, but with the same moves, it is easy to resist. And the white armor is even more powerful, attacking in pairs, and the moves are reversed and the other is becoming a two-way trend, cooperating with each other to besiege.

After observing for a long time, there is no weak point to attack, and almost give up. At this moment, a thunderbolt pierced the sky and bombarded the high hills and forests, and a maple tree was broken by the waist. The lightning flashed and disappeared, reflecting on the white armor, and Feng Ling saw that one of the five striped chains connected to each other on the hands and feet of the white-armored demon soldier attacking him immediately shone as he waved his arm. After another flash of thunder, Feng Ling looked more closely, and the runes lit up one by one, connecting into chains, and the shape was transmitted from the body to the limbs like a swimming snake.

Feng Ling immediately swung his sword and slashed at the incoming white armor's arm, smashing the rune that was about to light up. Bai Jia's arm immediately stopped, losing control.

Seeing that it had an effect, Feng Ling unfolded his body and continued to perform, cutting off the runes of the white armor's hands and feet one by one. Half a moment later, Bai Jia's hands and feet were stiff, his body was twisted, and he was paralyzed.

Seeing that all the white armor was stiff and motionless, Feng Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to repeat the old trick and smash another white armor that was attacking. saw another string of runes on the paralyzed Bai Jia's hands and feet light up, and he straightened his body to attack Feng Ling again. Feng Ling had no choice but to staggered out of the way again, sped up his body and went around behind Bai Jia to slash his sword, smashing the runes that were about to light up. These strings of runes were about to be completely shattered, and seeing that the runes that had been originally chopped were slowly recovering, Feng Ling couldn't help but be shocked. It seems that if the magic armor is not completely smashed, it will be difficult to stop the attack.

Seeing nothing else to do, he tried to lead the demon soldiers to chase him, and saw that he was divided into two teams, one team attacked him, and the other team chased the princess. Feng Ling knew that someone was secretly manipulating, but the surrounding terrain was undulating and densely forested, and he couldn't find it. Immediately flew forward to block the demon soldiers who wanted to pursue, and suddenly the guns and swords exchanged words, and the human armor fought in one place again.

The dark clouds were surging sharply, and the wind was rising. Three miles away from the place of battle, in the camphor forest, on a piece of bluestone with a radius of two zhang, two men dressed as merchants waited on the side, and two middle-aged men in black robes and a white robe were sitting on the edge of a chessboard. If Feng Ling was here, he would definitely be able to recognize these two merchant-like men at a glance, and these two were the people who spied on the "Four Seas" inn a few days ago. At this moment, the white-robed man who was playing the game was calm, while the black-robed man was bleeding from the corners of his mouth as if he had been hit hard. The two looked at the chessboard together, each holding their breath, and pointed to fly, constantly pointing to the chessboard, but they did not see any fall.

If anyone were watching, they would be amazed, because there were no 19 vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard, except for the chess pieces, but no line. And the chess pieces are also very different, with twenty-four white pieces, seventeen black pieces, one green piece, one purple piece, and three colored pieces, and a small number of black pieces scattered on the edge of the board. As the fingers of the two of them turned, the twenty-four white pieces rushed back and forth towards the green pieces, while the black ones quickly chased after the colored chess pieces......

Outside the camphor forest, it has been more than half an hour since Wang Nu and the others left, and Feng Lingrao is skill has greatly improved, but with the number of one enemy, the fierce battle against twenty-four immortal and tireless demon soldiers is also unbearable. After fighting back two waves of rapid attacks, Feng Ling retreated to the hill on the left, jumped on the top of an oak tree, looked in the direction of Yanjin, and saw that the princess was riding a white horse alone and turned back, running to this place.

Feng Ling was in a hurry, took out the Shenxing Jade Talisman and jumped off the branch, and ran away.

After a while, the two met, Wang Nu Qingsi was scattered, her face was pale, and she immediately said to Feng Ling in a hurry: "Heijia detoured to intercept and block the way." Xiao Ling'er helped me get out of the siege and let me come to find you. At this moment, the three of them are defending against the demon soldiers. ”

After hearing this, Feng Ling jumped on the horse, sat behind the princess, grabbed the reins, rode his horse and galloped together, and said while recovering his breath: "Your Highness, don't worry, you and I will go to the rescue together, and then open the way for you." ”

The white horse was a divine horse, carrying the two of them without losing the slightest distance, and after four moments they came to the place where everyone was fighting.

Feng Ling leaped off his horse and went straight to the more than ten black armors surrounding the three of them, knocked through the two demon soldiers, held the spear that pierced the frost, kicked away the black armor that hit the side, and blocked the three of them.

Li Yanchun was shot several times in his body, and he was about to run out, and the condensation frost was also drenched in blood, only the fox girl Xiao Ling'er had not yet been stained with blood. Feng Ling struck with all his strength towards the south, and the sword qi blew away Rokka, opening a passage, and shouted, "Go." After speaking, he cast another sword and flew the top three, allowing the princess to pass.

Seeing everyone rushing out of the battle circle, Feng Ling also jumped out of the encirclement to block the black-armored demon soldiers. The white-armored demon soldiers arrived in a moment, Wang Nu and the others walked half a mile away to stop and watch, and saw dozens of demon armors rushing left and right to pursue, but were barely blocked by Feng Ling, they couldn't help but be very worried, unwilling to leave, and wanted to come to help in the battle.

Feng Ling turned around and saw that everyone had not left, so he rose up bravely, and then cast the black dragon to swallow the sun and roll towards dozens of demon armors. Unexpectedly, all the demon armor flicked the spear head into the ground in unison, holding it up and not being rolled up.

Seeing that the black dragon was fruitless, Feng Ling hurriedly turned back and said loudly: "You wait and go to Yanjin City to hide, don't worry about me, the demon soldiers failed to hurt me." ”

The princess looked to the side and saw that everyone was staggering, their faces were bloodless, and it was obvious that their combat strength was exhausted, so she cried and said to Feng Ling: "Young master, take care." Then he led the people and hurried towards Yanjin.

Looking at the battle circle again, after the black and white meet, the black armor is on the periphery, the white armor is rushing inside, and Feng Ling immediately feels the pressure increasing. Although he still struggled to attack, he was clumsy after a while, and he was no longer brave before.

The white-robed man in the camphor forest saw that Baizi was blocked by Qingzi, and his fingers turned around to hit his chest, forcing out a few wisps of red essence blood and spraying them evenly on the twenty-four Baizi. As soon as the essence blood falls on the seed, it is absorbed and is not visible. The white robe immediately flew with his fingers, controlling the white son to six or six in a group, attacking Qingzi. The black robe commanded the sunspot to leave quickly and chase after the rest of the chess pieces again.

Looking at Feng Ling's side again, the formation of the white-armored demon soldiers suddenly changed, from the original twelve Liangyi formations to four six-seat Liuhe formations, and each other's horns surrounded Feng Ling. Caught in the formation, I saw four white armor attacking vertically and horizontally, one jumped up and attacked from top to bottom, and the other escaped into the dirt to attack from the bottom up, and Feng Ling immediately fell into danger.

The sword slashed at the air attack on the white armor, and Feng Ling used the technique of capturing the dragon and controlling the crane to catch the underground sneak attacker and threw it at the demon soldier in front of him, and it was suddenly broken for a while. It's just that the other three formations are running quickly, turning against the trend, and then putting Feng Ling into the formation, and the broken Liuhe array is assembled and formed again.

In such a rotation, Feng Ling was completely trapped in the formation. At the same time, the seventeen black armors suddenly dragged their spears and rushed towards Wang Nu and the others.

Dark clouds pressed the branches, and thunder shook the sky. The magic armor formed a formation, and the golden scales trapped the hills. Rushing left and right and couldn't get out, and seeing that everyone was injured and moving slowly, and the black armor was about to catch up, Feng Ling couldn't help but feel a little confused. After being able to dodge the sprints and kicks of the demon soldiers that emerged from the ground, he was hit in the back by a shot from the white armor in the air, and immediately flew out sideways, spurting blood and hitting the ground.

Before Feng Ling could get up, another group covered it and attacked again.

Seeing that the enemy was coming again, Feng Ling hurriedly gathered his mind, flew up with one hand, stabbed the tip of the attacking spear with his sword in the air, flew back to the sky above the other Liuhe array with the help of the impact, and struggled to trample on the white-armored demon soldier who had just jumped into the air, and jumped out of the battle circle with his strength, and rushed towards the pursuing black-armored demon soldier. After several ups and downs, he blocked the magic armor behind the princess, and then used means to block the attackers.

As soon as he stopped it, Bai Jia arrived again, and the Liuhe formation attacked Feng Ling again.

Unwilling to fall into the formation again, Feng Ling fought and retreated, and came to a high post. Wang Nu and the others were not far behind, and the impact of the former enemy was getting stronger and stronger. Feng Ling had no choice but to ignore his injuries and condescendingly once again unleash his strongest sword technique, the Black Dragon Devouring Sun, forcing the demon armor to be nailed to the ground. When the sword qi is exhausted, the demon soldiers go up again, and Feng Ling casts the sword again. In this way, you come and go, after a few times or three times, Feng Ling Zhenyuan plummeted, and the dragon qi was reduced by more than ten zhang by two zhang, and it was difficult to continue.

Feng Ling took out the jade bottle left by Zhong Liji, poured out a pill of Feng Shui Mixed Yuan Dan, bit off the small half of it and swallowed it into his abdomen, raised his sword and slashed wildly in the air, and the sword qi gushing out knocked away the demon soldiers who were moving forward.

After a few swords, the true yuan in the body gradually rose, and the harder you worked, the faster it rose. Fortunately, it's only half a grain, and it won't be in the same condition as when the food is healed. It's just that I feel that Zhenyuan is full of violence, and gradually I don't listen to the call, and spontaneously rush out of my body to attack the things around me tyrannically.

Fortunately, the princess and the others were a little far away from here, so they temporarily let Zhenyuan attack indiscriminately. With his hands free, Feng Ling secretly bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake, trying to control the rampaging True Yuan, it was okay not to control it, under one control, the True Yuan went berserk, rushing straight to the spiritual sea, Feng Ling suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost wanted to faint.

The black and white demon soldiers took the opportunity to attack, and Feng Ling was in danger, and the spear was about to pierce his body.

When he was half-asleep, Feng Ling saw the thunder light passing through the sky, reflecting on the inscription of the demon armor, and recalled the broken maple wood at the right time, and his heart was enlightened. Immediately turned around and jumped, danced with a sword in his hand, turned the sword qi into a silver dragon and placed it at his feet, stepped on the back of the dragon and flew off the ground quickly, came to a hundred zhang high in the air, and drove the sword straight into the clouds with his qi, and led the thunder and lightning in the sky. After the sword touched the heavenly thunder, the thunder and lightning seemed to have an outlet, and it actually gathered where the sword was. After seeing the thunder and lightning converging, Feng Ling harnessed the sword and turned around and rushed straight to the area where the magic armor was. Under the pull of the sword, the heavenly thunder also swooped down. Soon the sword fell to the ground, and thunder and lightning descended at the same time. In an instant, the thunder roared endlessly, and the lightning in a radius of several zhang descended like a thunder dragon, destroying the world and bombarding the place where the demon armor was. I saw the silver snakes on the forty-one demon armor dance, the electric light flickered, and then all the demon armor was scorched black and smoking, the limbs were broken, and the armor runes were also destroyed, and they were no longer repaired by themselves.

When the thunder was shining, the princess Ji Huang and the fox girl Xiao Ling'er looked back at the sword and thunder dragon from a mile away, and they were all stunned and forgot to move forward.

Feng Ling saw that the demon armor was completely extinguished, and he was about to be exhausted, so he slowly descended and dispersed the sword qi.

A few miles away on the bluestone, the black and white robes glimpsed thunder and lightning, and then looked at the chessboard, and saw that the black and white numbers were all exploded and shattered, and suddenly the chest was hit hard, blood gushed out of the mouth, fainted and fell to the ground.