Jibei Prefecture is located in the upper reaches of the Jijiang River in the Federal State, and the closest to the border between the Federal State and the Northern Ming Empire is a small city called Gaoyang City.

I left Yiting in Changzhou City overnight and came directly to Gaoyang by UF Ark.

Unlike the previous cities occupied by the West Wolf Clan, Gaoyang almost retains its original appearance before it was occupied. In addition to the decrease in the resident population, the degree of commercial prosperity has become even more lively.

After Yi Ting landed in a nearby valley, it was already night after entering the city.

Walking on the neon-lit streets, Yi Ting had an illusion of unreality. Is this a city in a war-torn area in times of war? Is this the occupied area of the Western Wolf Clan, which slaughtered the city at every turn before?

Sensing the breath, there are many more West Wolf Clansmen, and groups of West Wolf Clan soldiers walk by from time to time on the street. But there was no confusion or disturbance.

A few days ago, Jin Weisheng, the instructor who had been separated from the first battle in Guanyang City, sent out a message, which was passed on to Yi Ting after several rounds.

The information is very simple, just saying that Tu Chafeng wants to see him, and the location is in Gaoyang City. Then, there is no more information.

Yi Ting wandered around for a long time, picked a hotel close to the suburbs, and checked in directly with his real name.

Then I checked in again in another capacity at a hotel next door and had a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Yi Ting went to the hotel where his real name was staying, and went straight up to the eighth floor where the room was located, but he didn't expect that there was a man and a woman at the door of the room, and two West Wolf people were already waiting.

"But Lord Priest Yiting?" Seeing Yi Ting approaching, one of the men asked loudly, very respectfully.

It should have been an all-night wait at the door. Yi Ting nodded and waited for the following.

"By order of the marshal, I summoned you to your lordship. This afternoon, we will meet at the top of the mountain outside the city. The man arched his hand.

Yi Ting still nodded and did not speak. The man added, "The marshal also said that he would see your good friend then. ”

Pal? Isn't it Jin Weisheng? This is because he was afraid that he would not go to the meeting, so he vaguely proposed to threaten him.

"If the adults don't know how to get there, the villains can lead the way for the adults......"

Yi Ting waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for it. Then he looked at the two in silence.

A man and a woman also looked back at Yi Ting, staring at each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Yi Ting wanted to enter the room, but the two blocked the door without the slightest intention of avoiding it.

Five seconds, ten seconds...... Yi Ting suddenly laughed. "I forgive you, let's go."

After listening to Yi Ting's words, not only did the two not get out of the way, but the aura on their bodies actually rose a little higher.

"I don't need someone to lead the way, and if I kill you, it doesn't seem to make a difference." Yi Ting slowly retracted his gaze, his aura was as calm as an ancient well, and his tone was friendly, but it had a deterrent power.

"I have heard for a long time that adults and young people are ......promising," the man spoke.

Yi Ting suddenly raised his head, his eyes staring at the man fiercely: "Noise! "Mental power is attacking blatantly. Yi Ting, who has been killed for a long time, not to mention martial arts cultivation, the majesty of the superior can also stop the child from crying.

The man only felt a bloody storm rushing to his face, the hairs on his body stood on end, his head hurt, and his body instinctively leaned back, slammed into the door, made a loud noise, and fell to the ground.

Yi Ting glanced at the woman on the side with a cold face, feeling Yi Ting's murderous intent, the woman was afraid and retreated.

Walking into the room with his back hand, Yi Ting's face returned to flatness and looked at the man on the ground who was trying to get up.

"Remember your first offense, spare your life, get out. There will be a ,...... next time" As he spoke, Yi Ting walked around the man, his voice indifferent.

The woman hurriedly came in at this time to help the man and walk outside, the man's face was pale, his lips trembled, and his eyes were still a little sloppy.

If it weren't for the afternoon meeting, Yi Ting would never have left his hand and killed him directly. But in this way, for the meeting may bring unnecessary trouble, Yi Ting is still magnanimous.

Yi Ting picked up a large package of trigger-detonated C6 that was thrown in the room yesterday and didn't stay long.

I went downstairs directly to the front desk and handed over the room card, walked out of the hotel door and walked on the gradually lively street, and soon mixed in with the flow of people, and was unexpected.

The altitude of Yueling Mountain is about 500 meters, and it is one of the few mountain forest areas in the vicinity. It was developed as a tourist attraction more than ten years ago, but with the outbreak of war in the previous two years, it gradually became a desert.

However, some stone stairs, pavilions, ropeways and other facilities built to cope with tourism are still intact.

It's March, the sky is full of dark clouds at noon, the weather is starting to become a little drizzle, and there is a faint rain and mist on the top of the mountain, which is quite meaningful.

In a small pavilion at the top of the mountain, three men and one woman are sitting around a round stone table drinking tea, and the woman is also in charge of boiling water to make tea.

Yiting traveled all the way, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and there were occasionally one or two mountaineering tourists, and most of them went down the mountain because of the change of weather.

The mountain road winds around the peak, and when it reaches the halfway point of the mountain, Yi Ting senses the situation at the top of the mountain.

Yi Ting quickened his pace, two or three meters in one step, looking slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Anyway, there are almost no people on the road, and they are not afraid of shocking the world.

As soon as Yi Ting's figure appeared, the four people in the pavilion came over with their eyes.

The strong man with the two beards was naturally Tu Chafeng, and when he saw Yi Ting coming, he didn't get up, but he opened his arms and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha...... Lord Priest is really a trustworthy person, please sit down and taste tea." As the strongest contemporary leader of the West Wolf Clan, Tu Chafeng has eyes and a strong voice, revealing the domineering of his own generation of heroes.

Jin Weisheng, who had always looked flat, looked at Yi Ting, the corners of his mouth rose slightly to reveal a smile, and nodded slightly.

The yellow-haired majestic man is Tu Guanlian, the first fierce general under Tu Chafeng, who was defeated by the Murong army led by Yi Ting before, and at this time he saw Yi Ting again, and he didn't say anything with a straight face.

It was the woman in the power suit who made tea, Tu Yingying, and Yingying got up with a smile and saluted.

"Marshal Tu is polite!" Yi Ting bowed, smiled, walked into the small pavilion, sat down opposite Tu Chafeng, and looked at Jin Weisheng. "Instructor, are you alright?"

Jin Weisheng smiled: "I didn't even see Marshal Tu's figure, and I was captured alive, it's really ...... I also want to thank Tu Shuai for not killing. ”

Jin Weisheng also looked at Tu Chafeng as he spoke, but Tu Chafeng just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Yi Ting, the West Wolf Clan launched a war, of course, there is something wrong, but there is a Spirit Devouring Worm in the west, ......" Jin Weisheng obviously had in-depth communication with Tu Chafeng after being captured, and at this time he wanted to explain to Yi Ting that the West Wolf Clan was facing the danger of the Spirit Devouring Worm.

Yi Ting raised his hand to stop Jin Weisheng and said, "I know very well about the matter of the Spirit Devouring Worm, and it is at most a year before I can annihilate the entire Western Wolf Clan region and reach the territory of the Mayan Country. ”

took the cup of tea that Tu Yingying handed over, and the white tea was steaming, and it was cold. Yi Ting couldn't help but be surprised, and drank all the tea in one gulp.

The entrance is cold, as if a hot and stuffy breath in the heart is dispelled, and a cool breath is suddenly born! Immediately, the coolness spreads throughout the body, making people feel refreshed.

"Good tea! It is rumored that in Tianchi Mountain in the Western Regions, from ice and snow to cold, there is a 10,000-year-old snow lotus tea tree, with an annual output of less than one kilogram of tea, which is called Bingluo tea. Ordinary people can't drink it, but martial artists can drink it to give birth to jin and gain yin attribute physique. What you drink today, isn't it? Yi Ting blurted out praise and tried to guess the origin of the tea.

Tu Yingying's face was appreciative: "Lord Priest is so knowledgeable! Good taste! ”

Then I noticed that after Tu Yingying brewed a cup of hot tea, she immediately ran exercises in her hands, forcibly cooling the almost boiling hot tea to below zero in just a few seconds.

"I have heard for a long time that Tu Shuai's subordinates are all about martial arts, and Tu Yingying is even more of a woman who does not let her eyebrows, looking at the effect of this cold ice Xuangong, it has indeed reached the realm of transformation, admire and admire!" Yi Ting praised it.

Tu Yingying smiled and said that she didn't dare to dare, and Tu Guanlian next to her turned a little darker.

Yi Ting looked back at Tu Chafeng and Jin Weisheng again, and said, "Speaking of the Spirit Devouring Worm just now, this is also another purpose for me to come here today. ”

"Oh?" Tu Chafeng kept smiling, with an expression of please.

Yi Ting didn't continue to speak, but after drinking another cup of iced tea, he said: "I have long heard that Marshal Tu is the first warrior of the West Wolf Clan, Yi Ting has always admired it in his heart, and when we meet today, I hope that Tu Shuai will give him advice and fulfill Yi Ting's wish!" ”

As he spoke, Yi Ting stood up and made a gesture and etiquette common to the wolf clan to invite battle, and looked at Tu Chafeng fixedly.

"Good!" Tu Chafeng's expression was solemn, and he agreed. "The priest is also a young man, and in just two years, he can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, and he is indeed a hero. Let's talk about it today. ”

After Tu Chafeng finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, and burst out with a spirit that was in the world.

The two walked out of the small pavilion and came to a stone lawn dozens of meters in size, standing opposite each other.

"What are you trying to talk to? Guns, fists and kicks, or weapons? Tu Chafeng stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in an ordinary loose martial arts suit, and asked confidently.

Yi Ting's face was calm: "There are high and low, the means are not concerned, and life and death are not discussed." ”

Yi Ting said that several people present had different reactions.

Jin Weisheng was taken aback, Tu Yingying's eyes were shining, and Tu Guanlian's eyes were calm.

Tu Chafeng also showed a hint of surprise and a playful look, and looked at Yi Ting for two seconds. "Good!"

"Trespassing!" Yi Ting's words came out, and his body had turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the world-famous number one warrior of the West Wolf Clan.

"Good time!"

Tu Chafeng's figure stood still, his hands circled in front of him a few times, and an invisible barrier immediately formed around his body.

Angry! Yi Ting was surprised, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped a wave of energy to attack the opponent.

Kiss! It was as if two atmospheric water bubbles collided and burst, and the palm wind hit the qi barrier on Tu Chafeng's body, making a slight sound.

It is rumored that the practice of kung fu by outsiders such as iron cloth shirts is a partial school in the world, and the cultivation is extremely difficult, the process is extremely painful, and few people can stick to it.

Because of the transformation of the wolf clan, many people can practice iron cloth shirt hard kung fu, but few can practice outstanding.

However, it is said that as long as the iron cloth shirt is refined to the fullest, it can resist the bullets fired by ordinary pistols within 100 meters, and it is even more difficult to hurt ordinary cold weapons such as swords.

As soon as he fought, Yi Ting judged that in terms of physical strength, he was obviously unable to compete with Tu Chafeng. So he immediately adjusted his battle strategy and walked first.

Tu Chafeng responded to all changes with the same attitude, and his body only changed with the direction and specific position of Yi Ting, making slight adjustments, and always maintaining a calm posture, which seemed quite easy.

The contrast between movement and stillness in the field brings a strong visual impact. Jin Weisheng and the other three only felt that their hearts were depressed and dull, as if the gloomy sky was pressing down from the top of their heads, suffocating blue and thin, and shiitake mushrooms! I can only subconsciously go farther away and wait and see.

Yi Ting sensed Tu Chafeng's movements clearly, but the strange thing was that it was like facing a thousand-year-old king, and he just couldn't find a place to put his mouth down.

This defense, simply! It's not a loss to be a master of the peak martial arts realm, just defending makes people have nothing to do, what if they take the initiative to attack?

Yi Ting's wandering style was very fast at the beginning, and only afterimages were seen in the field, but as time passed, it became slower and slower.

In the end, it seemed that the speed of walking as a normal person was wandering, and Yi Ting's movements showed signs of becoming slower, his face was already sweaty, and his expression was solemn.

Tu Chafeng had no joy or sorrow on his face, his eyes were like calm water, and he even looked at Yi Ting's movements with some indifference.

After a few more minutes, Yi Ting's speed had changed to slow motion.

Tu Chafeng, who was facing the enemy, shouted loudly at this time.

"Look at the move!"