Feng Tiexi was unfazed from beginning to end, until the little prince finished venting and stopped moving, and then slowly said in a deep voice: "Don't provoke the generals, the sharp army cannot be humiliated, and all the people who provoke us will regret doing this in the end, because our ability is far above the radical generals!" You still have sixteen people, so let's just five people at a time, and three battles to the death. ”

"Well, I like it, no matter how you explain it, I'm still irritated. And I assure you, it won't be me who regrets it this time! ”

The little prince has a fearless hippie smile, and he looks like he has succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

Feng Tiexi didn't look back, and said coldly: "The fourth, fifth and sixth teams will each have five people, and they will fight quickly and teach these barbarians how to write dead words." ”

Five people from the fourth squad stepped forward, and the five savage knights also went down at the same time, and without saying a word, the group battle broke out instantly.

Swords intersected and flesh flew, and a barbarian suicidal rushed forward, suffering most of the kills, almost instantaneously beheaded, and at the same time, he also bought the three companions behind him a time that was enough to kill.

The wild thick knife is simple and curved, but it is not clumsy or stupid, and although the sharp army is sharp, it can not take the slightest advantage in this kind of close hand-to-hand combat, and even suffer a little.

The five people of the Fengmang Army were beaten by three people and four were killed and one injured in an instant, and there was only one captain who was still standing in the field, and the mighty man who had been watching the changes.

Feng Tiexi ordered at the right time: "Clear the field!" ”

Both sides had a tacit understanding, and the battlefield was cleaned up in an instant, and five against five really became a one-man battle.

In fact, this sharp army here is also a barbarian, even if he has been naturalized for a long time, but in addition to his Xuantie armor, he is still covered with a half-length wolf fur robe, not the kind of cloud-patterned robe issued by the Celestial Empire.

The Blade Warrior has a straight knife in his right hand and a boning knife in his left hand, making him a dangerous opponent at first glance, especially his sharp short blade.

The wild man was unusually strong, and in the midst of such a cold spring, he only wore a shoulder made of wolf skin around his shoulder; Under his muscular chest and abdomen, he was tied with an iron buckle belt and wore countless strips of yellow, red and blue ribbon cloth, and he was obviously a powerful wrestler, also called Bock on the wild side.

Savage Bock let go of his arms, and showed the rod and rod in the ribbon cloth strip to shake it in the air, and immediately ushered in the bursting applause of everyone behind him. I don't know if these people are clamoring because of this savage's unique deadly weapon, or because of this person's unique ferocious reputation over there.

This time, it was the sharp army that lost the momentum, but before he could get close, the iron bones of the wild knight ping-pong twice and knocked him back.

The iron bones of the savage Bock, powerful but flexible as a snake, first smashed the sharp straight knife, and then quickly knocked back the bony short knife, not only easily resolved the sharp army's tricks, but also swept the legs and crotch of the captain.

The commander of the Sharp Army knew that he was invincible, and turned his head slightly to look at his commander, Feng Tiexi nodded lightly at him, and the soldier immediately used a boning knife to cut through the armor tie, and even the half-body armor on the side of the short knife belt was thrown to the ground, and he turned out to be shirtless.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the commander of the Sharp Army changed the knife to the exposed left hand, and grabbed the tail of the handle with his right hand, but it was a rare two-handed way of holding a straight knife.

The savage Bock on the field responded to all changes without fear, but the yellow-bearded knight behind him squinted his eyes slightly at this moment.

In the face of the opponent of Mount Tai's overwhelming, the sharp army that had calmed down was facing head-on, and his straight knife this time did not hit the hard confrontation, but quickly shifted, from the top to the bottom to pick the left and the right stab, the spirit was unpredictable.

If it weren't for the fact that Savage Bock was indeed nimble enough to dodge, he would not have just been cut through the wolf's hair and shoulder, and a piece of flesh on his shoulder would have been shaved off.

But even so, Savage Bock was caught off guard, and he was easily forced out of the circle under the continuous lightning stirring of the straight knife. The commander of the sharp army seized the opportunity this time, although he failed to inflict heavy damage on the opponent, but it was already a theoretical victory.

But what made everyone present in an uproar was that after the wild Bock was forced out of the circle, he looked at the shoulder and shoulder wound on his shoulder, and ripped off the wolf hair and shoulder, and shamelessly entered the battle circle again, and walked straight to the opponent's straight knife.

The commander of the Blade Army immediately dodged, and quickly resumed his strange posture, but when he saw his opponent approaching, he picked up the boning knife he had thrown on the ground, and plunged it into his left arm, piercing through the hilt.

After Savage Bock pulled out the boning knife and threw it on the ground again, he re-lifted his club in the blood and faced the warriors of the Edge Army again.

The two sides rushed forward almost at the same time, and after a few pops, there was a crisp snap, and then there was silence - the bloodied Savage Bock thrust a knife in his chest, and the Heavenly Spirit Gai of the Blade Army soldier was also completely dented by the iron bones, and his eyes were all blown away.

The two grabbed each other and leaned against each other, neither of them wanted to fall down first, until they were completely exhausted, and then they let go at the same time, one fell backwards, and the other turned on his side, and they both perished.

Everyone was still cleaning up, and the yellow-bearded man beside the little prince of the Shenma clan, together with all the wild knights, looked up to the sky and shouted something, and the tragic and solemn atmosphere made people shudder.

No one else understood, but Feng Zhongye pretended to speak to his grandson, but actually translated for everyone: "What they said was to the effect that 'Shenma Undefeated Blood Recommends Gesang', which is similar to our Fengmang's 'Sharp Devil Cry'." ”

Feng Beihao was a young man who was anxious, and then asked many people's questions: "Grandpa, what does this blood recommend Gesang mean?" ”

Feng Zhongye said without hurry: "What this means is that they are willing to use their blood to water the flowers of happiness of the Shenma people. ”

As soon as Feng Zhongye finished explaining here, the little prince over there came forward to correct and said, "It's different! It's completely different, you Southern Barbarians kill for the sake of killing, while we Northern Wilderness people throw their heads and spill blood, but it's all for the happiness of the clan! ”

"Robbing my daughter and blackmailing our family's secret treasure, this is also for the happiness of your people?!" Feng Tiexi raised his voice slightly for the first time, and it seemed that he was really angry.

Who would have thought that this prince of the Shenma clan was also sincere, and even said with a grin: "Exactly! ”

"In that case, then don't bother, Lord Prince, I'll show you our family's method of turning the edge in person now, but do you dare to take it?" Feng Tiexi stood up and went down, but he was going to directly challenge the little prince from the king to the king.