Qing Feng held the exaggerated sword in front of him, and walked through the crowd like a wandering spirit. The great sword in Qing Feng's hand vibrated slightly in a small amplitude, and with each step, a hideous orc would surely cry and die.

With its unique telepathy, Blue Blade and the Little Beast coincide at the same time, expanding the combat range to the extreme. They searched through the crowd, trying to reunite with their lost friends.

The vibration from Huo Ran's waist made Qing Feng stunned for a moment, and then remembered something. Qing Feng hurriedly summoned the little beast to protect him, and he had to take out the communication slate that he had not used for a long time from his waist.

"Attention to all personnel, attention to all personnel! All of them are there, immediately break through in the direction of Xilin College! The Heavenly Dragon Kingdom has diplomatic immunity, not to mention that there are still several competition teams from other countries in the academy, and the Yugoslav Kingdom of Beamon does not dare to mess around!" Li Tiande's eager voice came from the stone slab, and there was no longer the usual casualness and frivolity.

Qingfeng hummed softly and asked about the current situation of his partners. Niu Er shouted and told him that everyone was fine, and the two small teams that had been separated had just met and were now on their way to Xilin Academy. It's just that Fei'er saw that Qingfeng didn't appear just now, so she didn't listen to the dissuasion of the crowd, and stubbornly returned to look for it, but she hasn't returned yet.

Qingfeng was in a hurry, hurriedly hung up, rushed all the way with the little beast, and rushed away in the direction of Xilin Academy. Fei'er is the closest person in the world to Qingfeng except for her parents and little sister. After Qingfeng lost so many relatives, he would definitely not allow Fei'er to be hurt again.

As if sensing Qingfeng's eagerness, the little beast actually opened up the gravity field. Huo Ran's expansion into the gravity realm of ten zhang allowed Qing Feng to pass all the way, and the originally slow forward speed suddenly more than doubled.

Probably seeing Qingfeng's fierce and vicious performance, no one who considered himself brave Beamon dared to face his edge. With a cup of tea, Qing Feng slashed out a path and came to the gate of Xilin Academy.

Having not met Fei'er along the way, the eager Qingfeng took out the slate again. After contacting Niu Er for a while, they got the news that Fei'er has not returned yet. Qing Feng didn't care about the fatigue of his body, and slashed out again.

The Beamon army, which had originally covered up here, was rushed by him unreasonably, and the formation was suddenly chaotic, and people turned on their backs, wailing all over the field.

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Qingfeng rushed all the way to kill, as long as he met a Terran warrior, he would ask regardless of whether he was saved by 3721. Although many of the remaining wounded were saved as a result, little information was received.

Qingfeng simply hung the communication slate around his neck and kept it unobstructed all the way. As soon as Fei'er entered the range of 500 meters around, Qingfeng would know immediately. However, when Qingfeng returned to the city walls again, he still did not contact him.

Qing Feng frowned slightly, and smiled wryly. Where did this girl go? Although Fei'er has not weak strength, and her speed is amazing, she will not be easily injured. But this is not a children's playground after all, but a real killing battlefield. If you are not careful, the holy order will fall, not to mention a yellow-haired girl who has not taken off her childishness!

The anxious Qingfeng once again rescued a dying Xilin defender and handed him over to his companion when he accidentally heard a message.

A severed veteran informed Blue Feng after hearing Blue Point's description. Not long ago, he was rescued by a handsome young man with a bow and arrow. According to his description, Qing Feng must have concluded that it must be Fei'er. After inquiring about Fei'er's whereabouts, Qingfeng couldn't help frowning.

Qing Feng thanked him, picked up the little beast, and threw it over his shoulder. I saw Qing Feng tiptoe, like a light ape, a few small steps, along the bloody and slippery stairs rushed up the city wall that had no defensive value.

From the veteran's words, Qingfeng knew that Fei'er was also anxiously looking for him. The last place to appear is the ruined wall of the orcs.

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Climb the walls quickly, and the eyes can be seen full of arrogant orcs. The Xilin garrison had withdrawn, and there was only sporadic resistance left on the city walls, but it was soon overwhelmed by the outnumbered Beamon army's crowd tactics. Qing Feng didn't care about the danger, jumped and jumped onto the battlement by the city wall.

The nine-foot-high battlements were clearly the commanding heights of the city walls. Qingfeng stood on it, and within a kilometer, there was an unobstructed view. The surrounding orcs saw that this kid was arrogant, and they didn't pay attention to them at all. A group of proud victors angrily slammed their heavy weapons at the young man standing in the wind on the battlement. Look at the momentum, if you don't smash Qingfeng flat, you will never stop.

Blue Point didn't have time to pay attention to them. When the heavy weapon fell, Qing Feng had already cast a free walk, dragging a row of afterimages along the battlements at the edge of the city wall with strange steps.

There was a roar of rage on the walls, and Beamon was smashing the battlements in a rage in an attempt to kill the Terran boy who had ignored them. It's just that the bloody weapon was either smashed too early or fell too late. Not once was it possible to touch the Blue Point.

He is like a swimming dragon soaring low in the sky, frolicking in the shadow of swords and swords in great thrills. Then he left a pair of indifferent white eyes, which flashed calmly, leaving endless legends in the world.

Occasionally, the little beast on the shoulder could not get used to it, and it struck out forcefully, and in one fell swoop, it exploded the group of annoying flies that stood in front of it. The horrific and bloody tactics seemed to work, and the frenzied attacks were momentarily subdued.

Qing Feng stared with round eyes and searched all the way, but still did not find the extremely beautiful woman. Qing Feng's mood was extremely depressed, and he didn't care about the risk of being dragged down, so he wantonly launched a terrifying attack on the roaring orcs around him.

Qing Feng raised the big sword horizontally, the sword body was slightly oblique, and smashed it directly at a elephant man who was not afraid of death. Two heavy weapons collided in the air, and the sound of gold and stone was endless, and sparks were splashed everywhere. It's just that Beamon the elephant man didn't get the results he wanted. The expected impact reaction force did not come. It was just a devastating blow from such a young man, swatting the tall elephant-man Beamon into the wall like a fly.

To death he didn't understand why the half-grown boy was able to break through his heavy mace. But those who are alive should know the truth. For the mace, which had been broken in an exaggerated manner, still stood trembling in the cold wind.

No one dared to believe that a teenager could have such strength. No Beamon would pay attention to the super cute hairball on the boy's shoulder. But when they face it. Immediately, they felt the tremendous pressure brought to them by this man and beast. The terrifying mood spread invisibly, and the murderous orcs kept retreating as Qingfeng pressed forward step by step. Some people even accidentally fell off the city wall and turned into a nameless corpse at the base of the wall.

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The little beast gently patted Qingfeng's messy black hair. Qing Feng was stunned for a moment, and followed the little beast's hope. I saw a majestic old man standing on the city tower not far away.

The old man was ten zhang square on his side, except for a dead body that was beyond sight on the ground, and it was difficult to find a single person. Silver armor and silver spear, standing in the wind, three-foot beautiful hair fluttering in the wind. Even though he was surrounded by countless Beamon, the old man never moved. It's just that the eyes full of anger reveal endless desolation from time to time.

"Old General, have you ever seen the longbow boy following me?" Qing Feng suddenly shouted, causing the orcs around the old man to take two steps back again.

Dalton looked up at the familiar boy and pondered for a moment, as if it had dawned on him. The old man pointed sharply ahead, and Qing Feng followed the old man's pointing and looked into the distance, but he only saw the many Beamon army. Nothing else.

Qing Feng's face was full of pain, and when he looked at the old man again, he felt that the old man's expression was serious, not as if he was joking.

"Dare to ask the old general, where is that young man, do you know?" Qing Feng asked without wanting to play any more dumb riddles.

The old man fell into deep thought again. However, he didn't let Qingfeng wait too long.

"All I know is that he asked me about the other boy, and when I told him that he had not seen it on the wall, he jumped off the wall and never saw it again...... Seemingly, he's looking for you!"

"Thank you!"

Qing Feng bowed and saluted, and turned to leave. Just two steps, Huo Ran turned around.

"You seem to be in trouble. Do you need my help?"

"Ha ......!" Dalton seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, and laughed wildly.

"You're too tender! Dalton waved his hand lightly and sent the boy away.

"But......" Qingfeng wanted to say but stopped.

"The city is in the people, the city is ruined, and the people are dead!" the old man interrupted Qing Feng's words and shouted categorically. A domineering aura that swept through the mountains and rivers came out, frightening the group of Beamon who were surrounded by him to retreat again.

Qingfeng saw the old general's determination to die in the city, and it was inconvenient to dissuade him. Bow respectfully, and take the head of the little beast and go away without looking back.

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Suddenly, a sharp arrow rose into the air. With a crimson flame that stood out in the twilight night, it flew higher and higher with a piercing screech, until it shot through the distant clouds and disappeared into the sky.

Qing Feng's face changed suddenly, this was an arrow that he was very familiar with. Fei'er once told him that she had a total of three cloud-piercing arrows on her, and she would not release them easily unless it was a critical moment.

As the last resort for the elves to summon their companions to rescue in a crisis, the Cloud Piercing Arrow is not unsharp. A hundred miles away will come to help! However, this is a killing battlefield for the enemy. It's hard to say how many people will be able to come to support.

However, being able to clearly find Fei'er's position at the moment, this arrow is already enough for Qingfeng.

Qing Feng jumped off the city wall, letting the howling cold wind blow through his uncooled body, and free-fell at a breakneck speed.

When he got close to the ground, he saw Qingfeng's big sword stretched out and slammed into the hard black wall. Qing Feng forcibly twisted his body, taking advantage of this resistance to lightly touch. Qingfeng, who fell lightly, stepped on the top of Beamon's head, who still hadn't figured out the situation, and ran all the way away. The target is directed at the place where the arrow fired.

It can really be described as a cloud-piercing arrow, and thousands of troops come to meet each other!