Ji Ge looked at Tao Jiren, who was standing in front of him and stopped the spiritual arrow for him, and pursed his thin lips.

"Thank you. Ji Ge said softly in a warm voice like a spring breeze in March.

"The last general..."Tao Jiren was just about to open his mouth when he heard this, but his face was red by Ji Ge's next sentence.

"But don't think you'll get away with saving my life. ”

"The last general will not dare. Tao Jiren smiled and said angrily.

"Get out of the way. Ji Ge's right hand was lightly placed on his shoulder, and he said with a straight face: "The other party is clearly coming at me." ”

Tao Jiren was silent, but quietly moved a position to the left.

Of course, he would not disobey Ji Ge's intentions, but the latter's realm cultivation was now completely lost, how could he rest assured that he would be left alone to face this treacherous battle.

Ji Ge saw Tao Jiren's actions in his eyes, and he did not refuse the latter's thoughts, and now his physical condition does no longer allow him to be reckless.

"Since you're here, you can't let me, the master, stand here and wait for you. The corners of Ji Ge's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled playfully: "Could it be that this is the so-called etiquette on the side of your military tent?"

Ji Ge bit the word "last salute" very hard, and did not use spiritual power to coerce this sentence. First, he can't do it now, and secondly, he knows that even if his voice is not high, the Feng Zheng who has already noticed this side must have heard his words.

"Pass the order, the backer army dares to retreat half a step back, and kill him!" Feng Zheng, who was already in a high position, whispered to a powerful lieutenant beside him.

The lieutenant who had been instructed by Feng Zheng did not dare to disobey the meaning of the young man in front of him who suddenly gained the power of the sky, and after clasping his hands and fists, he replied with "subordinates obey orders" and rode his horse to pass the order.

After doing this, Feng Zheng slowly rode forward and walked into Ji Ge's sight.

"This should be the first time you've seen me. Feng Zheng on horseback looked at the white-robed figure in front of the group of Wei Wushu with burning eyes, and said with a smile.

"I've seen you in the previous battles, though. Feng Zheng, who was holding the reins, said with a smile: "So I feel the need to reintroduce myself." ”

"My name is Feng Zheng, and I am the one who will take off your head and hang it on the head of the Great Wall of Lishan. ”

"Don't be ashamed!" Li Changgeng frowned when he heard the words before the battle, and said coldly.

If he was in his heyday, how could he speak so wildly now?

But now, because of the fierce battle with Ghost Sheng before, he has lost a lot of spiritual power, and now there is not one in ten spiritual power in his body, and he has no strength to fight again.

Ji Ge looked at the dense Wu clan soldiers who followed behind him, his long eyes narrowed.

It seems that the other party expected that there was no strong man on his side who could threaten him, so he dared to come to the front of the battle alone to provoke.

"I originally thought that it would be Qianmo Changfeng who came in person, why did he send you to take my life, but he looked down on me too much, right? Or does he think you have the ability to finish me off?" Ji Ge raised his eyebrows lightly and asked with a sneer.

"You're thinking too highly of yourself. Feng Zheng didn't laugh angrily when he heard this, and asked.

"Just by how much wind and waves can be set off in this gourd mouth by this remnant of the remnants of the army behind you, even if you..." Feng Zheng said as he probed the spiritual power fluctuations around Fan Jige's body with his spiritual sense, "Hmm?

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

To this point?"

In the end, Feng Zheng looked at Ji Ge with a somewhat rampant smile in his eyes, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that he would give me such a big gift when he was dying." ”

Ji Ge looked at Feng Zheng, who had already eaten himself, lowered his arms, and smiled without saying a word.

"Although I regret that I couldn't fight you in your heyday, I don't mind if you kill you when you're at your worst. Feng Zheng raised his arm, clenched his right hand into a fist, and said with an agitated expression: "And the world only knows that it was I Feng Zheng who killed a proud son of heaven named Chen Ge at the mouth of the gourd, as for what means were used and what kind of situation you encountered, who would care about this." ”

"Success and defeat have been the immutable laws on this battlefield since ancient times. Feng Zheng's arm then fell high and ordered with awe-inspiring intent: "Kill them." ”

In an instant, Ji Ge saw the black pressure of the heavily armored army that was waiting for him to sweep towards him like a tidal wave.

"General, do you want to avoid the edge for a while?" Tao Jiren asked in a solemn low voice.

If it was placed in the past, the Taoji would never say such a thing as retreating, and in the eyes of the Taoji, there was only a battle to the death.

But now Tao Jiren has that white-robed posture in his eyes, so he must protect Ji Ge's thoughtfulness.

He could die in battle, but he couldn't afford to have another accident.

"There's no going back. Ji Ge said leisurely with a deep gaze.

Right now, they were at the third pass, which was the exit of the gourd mouth.

As long as they exit Taniguchi, they will be giving up their geographical advantages.

At that time, even if reinforcements from the Lishan Great Wall arrived, they would not be able to form an encirclement and envelopment of the Wu clan's heavily armored army as originally agreed.

In that way, all the hard work will be in vain, and those innocent soldiers will die in vain.

Therefore, Ji Ge knew that the position of Taniguchi must not be lost, even if they were all exhausted, they would have to defend Taniguchi.

"General, let me and Tao Jiren take the lead. Murong in white armor said in a deep voice.

This is the way to minimize casualties for now.

As long as he and Tao Jiren blocked the more attacks, the more time the Wei soldiers could breathe.

"And me. Li Changgeng, who was holding a long lance, took the initiative to ask: "The last general is willing to die before the general." ”

Ji Ge held the agarwood in his hand and said with a warm smile: "I am the governor of Wei Wushu, so there is no reason for you to charge into battle." ”

It stands to reason that he has no spiritual power now, and he can't even move a low-grade spiritual weapon, so let alone nominate the sword heavy weapon Agarwood.

But the agarwood sword spirit had already recognized Ji Ge before, so even if Ji Ge no longer had any realm in his body, the agarwood in the monk's eyes was as heavy as condensing the water transportation of the entire Stygian Sea into the sword body, but the weight of the agarwood in Ji Ge's hands was just right.

Ji Ge didn't give Murong Chui a chance to refuse, and by the time the three of them reacted again, Ji Ge had already taken a step forward alone, standing in front of the entire Wei Wu soldiers.

Wei Wu was behind.

A tidal wave of heavy armor is ahead.

And Ji Ge, who was in a white robe and a black sword, stopped between the two with such a resolute attitude.

Murong Chui saw the white-clothed back in front of him, and his eyes burned.

Maybe even he didn't know that the current scene, especially the white-robed figure holding a black sword, had been quietly engraved on his state of mind.

Even if the years go by, there is still no half a minute

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

Kill.

Many years later, when he and Li Changgeng, who was already the head of the Li family of the demon clan, met again, when the two robes who had experienced life and death talked about the current scene, the two celadon white glazed wine glasses collided, and they were three white.

...

Qianmo Changfeng finally walked out of the strategizing Chinese military tent.

"General Qiyu, General Feng has led the heavily armored army into Hulukou. A herald fell to his knees on one knee and replied respectfully.

"I see. Qianmo Changfeng nodded without a trace and said.

Seeing that the herald had no intention of retreating, Qianmo Changfeng asked indifferently, "What else do you have to report?"

The herald who lowered his head hesitated slightly when he heard the question.

Say. Qianmo Changfeng gently spit out a word, and he couldn't refuse.

"General Huiyu, General Guisheng... Killed in battle. The herald said truthfully in a sad voice.

Qianmo Changfeng, who was standing with his hands in his hands, was stunned at first, and then looked up at the mouth of the gourd in the distance, and muttered with emotion: "It's dead, how can you die in this unknown place..."

"According to the battle report from the front, General Ghost Sheng died at the hands of Wei Wushu's commander Ge, and Zuo Zongtang, the commander of the mountain army, had already died on the battlefield one step ahead of General Ghost. Herald Lang said in a deep voice.

He still can't figure out why a small gourd mouth, a Wei Wushu with only 10,000 people, can lose so many heavily armored elites, and even the Guisheng General who turned three times in the Futu Realm has fallen here, could it be that everyone in Wei Wushu has three heads and six arms and an immortal body?

"What's going on over there with Wei Wushu?" asked Qianmo Changfeng coldly, lowering his head.

The herald was about to speak, when a sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, and by the time he could react, there was already a prisoner with a white feather on his back kneeling beside him.

"Back to General Yu, General Feng Zheng on the front line has a recent battle report. The overseer in charge of supervising the generals said in a loud voice.

"Tell me about it. Qianmo Changfeng paced behind the prison army and said with a sigh of interest.

"Chenge is already a wasted person. The prison guard said word by word.

"What's going on?!" After hearing this, Qianmo Changfeng suddenly turned around, stared at the prison soldier who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in a condensed voice.

"It should be General Guisheng's handwriting before he died. The overseer said cautiously as he made his guesses and thoughts.

"Chenge is already a waste. Qianmo Changfeng repeated again.

Such a talented young man who once moved the witch clan and turned half of the witch domain upside down died like this?

Even if he heard the news from the prison army in person, Qianmo Changfeng was still a little hard to believe.

"Now the Wei Wushu, who has suffered heavy casualties, has been chased by General Feng to the exit of the gourd, but I am afraid that they will never be able to get out of the gourd mouth again. At that, the overseer's face was smiling with victory.

Qianmo Changfeng hummed softly, "I know." ”

After hearing the continuous battle reports, he completely dispelled a doubt in his heart.

"Pass the order, let the rear army quickly enter the gourd mouth, and strive to pass through the gourd mouth within the hour of half a burnt incense. Qianmo Changfeng commanded lightly.

The kung fu of half a burnt incense was enough to seal Zheng and annihilate that Wei warrior.

"Commanded!" the herald replied in a loud voice.

"Ji Ge, it seems that you are really in a catastrophe this time. Qianmo Changfeng said softly.

(End of chapter)