Bai Zhengyang borrowed the wind technique, although he was not as like the old man who was integrated into the wind, but he basically did not consume his vitality.

And he is still wearing the black trench coat when he robbed the Wind Thunder Army, covered with a black scarf, and dressed as a petty thief.

The silver wolf was very fast, and in a few breaths, it came out of Mao'er Mountain.

At this rate, they should appear on the outskirts of the base in more than half an hour.

Then, it will launch an attack and charge in one breath, and in one fell swoop, it will break through the base of the Flying Eagle Regiment at the most empty moment at this time.

If the Flying Eagle Regiment has not yet divided its troops, the regiment commanders are all there, the captains of the major teams are still present, and they can prepare in advance, it is not impossible to fight.

If the Qing army comes to help in time, they will definitely be able to cut down this gang of fierce beasts and werewolves.

At this time, Bai Zhengyang missed Old Man Xiao very much.

If he's there, he's really worth a big army.

The trouble now is, how can Bai Zhengyang rush to them to pass the information out?

Isn't there a small detachment in Mao'er Mountain? Where did the Daotou Battalion go? Why didn't there be a single guard post along the way?

The Wind Eagle Guard is not a single one!

Bai Zhengyang's eyes flickered, and he turned, no longer following behind their buttocks.

There is only one way forward, and it is unlikely that you will run in front of them without a shortcut.

Now there's only a shortcut.

That was the same road he had taken to the recruit base for the first time.

Walk the Flying Cliff, cross back to the Valley of the Winds, and go straight to the base.

Bai Zhengyang didn't say anything anymore, and ran directly to the Flying Cliff.

Thinking of the scene where this group of wolf wolves and blood wolf guards turned the base upside down and corpses were all over the field, his heart burned like a fire and kept accelerating.

Along the way he first went to the base, it didn't take long for him to see the Flying Cliff still standing there, but he didn't know if there would be a dragon head wind today.

But no matter how big the dragon head wind is, it can't resist his determination to move forward at this time.

The Flying Cliff that made him almost fold under the cliff before, now for him, is no longer wasted, and several Feiteng are about to rush to the top of the cliff.

At his current speed, I'm afraid Long Shoufeng is not fast enough for him.

Before the wind could blow, he was already on the verge of stepping onto the top of the cliff.

When he was still one and a half steps away from stepping onto the top of the cliff, Bai Zhengyang adjusted his breathing, relaxed his mind, and prepared to rush up in one fell swoop.

At the moment when he didn't set foot on the top of the cliff, a snow-white sword instantly enveloped him.

Bai Zhengyang's heart at this time was like falling into an ice cave, who was so prescient? Hiding here and waiting for him, when he was about to step on the cliff, give him a look?

Moreover, this sword light, before it could fully exert its strength, locked the Yuan Energy of his whole body, and even the operation of the Yuan Qi began to slow down.

What kind of master is this? And ambush him in such a place?

Bai Zhengyang was shocked, the head and tail knives were unsheathed, and his left hand still threw out the Xuantie rope at the same time, ready to roll towards the wooden vine on the cliff.

With this gap in strength, he didn't have a sense of vitality at all, and the Xuantie Rope was used by him to escape for his life.

Even with the two regiment commanders, he did not have this feeling of being completely suppressed.

The knife qi hit the head and tail knife body, and he didn't even touch the knife body, Bai Zhengyang's arm vibrated wildly, and his arms trembled, and he was only one line away, and he couldn't hold the knife body steadily.

Bai Zhengyang was shocked again.

Now I don't even have the slightest idea of luck, it's important to escape!

The black iron rope had already hooked on the old vine, and he grabbed it with his left hand, and directly used the wind technique to run down.

Before he could get close to the old vine and fly down, one after another knife qi had already slashed solidly on his way down.

Bai Zhengyang almost vomited blood, what the hell is this for?

What does it mean not to cut at him, but to cut at the road where he descends?

Those dozens of sword qi were already all over his way down, and with this kind of strength of sword qi, just when he touched, he would definitely be scarred everywhere, until he fell to death at the bottom of the cliff.

Is this to force him up the cliff and then hack him to death face to face?

Who has such a big enmity with him? And he still has this strength?

Thinking about it, there is only one, the lord of the Wind and Thunder Army, the Marquis of the Western Capital Tu Kuaiyun!

It can almost be concluded that the above is a person of this level of strength.

His uncle, he discovered, is a death when he goes up, and it is still a death when he goes down.

Okay, let's fight to the death!

Bai Zhengyang gave up the idea of escaping from the cliff, put away the Xuantie cable, the knife on the other side was in his hand, blocked left and right, jumped up and down, turned over, and easily climbed to the top of the cliff.

He didn't expect this change, there was no sword qi in front of him to stop it!

Just when he was on the ground, the sword qi attacked again.

It's an overwhelming feeling.

Bai Zhengyang could feel that even if a strong person like the two leaders of Tie Ye attacked in this way, there would always be a few places where the vitality was not fully covered.

But this knife aura will not feel this way at all.

No matter where you hide, you can only face it in one way, and that is to slash with a knife!

This is the first time Bai Zhengyang has made an all-out shot, in a sober state, he doesn't play with means at all, and he doesn't play with nothing.

The sword qi covered it, directly touched the other side and the beginning and tail, and the double knife cut into the Yuan Qi wall for almost half a meter, and it couldn't cut in at all, and then, the Yuan Qi wall still pressed over.

Bai Zhengyang's arms trembled wildly.

The twin knives couldn't retreat, and the Nine Star Spirit Platform ran wildly, mobilizing the vitality strength of the whole body, and it poured into the arms in a steady stream.

If you keep going backwards, you're a dead word.

With the edge of the cliff behind him, where can he retreat?

The blood qi began to surge, and the speed at which the vitality was consumed was beyond his imagination.

The Yuan Energy in his pocket didn't need him to take the initiative to absorb it, and it continued to dissolve into his Qi veins, providing the last Yuan Qi Yuan Energy for this battle of great disparity between strength and weakness.

In a few breaths, hundreds of Yuan Energy Stones had already dissolved into the qi veins.

But that wall of vitality is still pressed unhurriedly and unhurriedly.

Bai Zhengyang has never tried this kind of fighting, such an aggrieved battle, a situation where no means and space are given to him.

No matter how the clutch transformer operates, it can't break through this vitality wall.

He really wanted to see who the person behind this wall of vitality was, which goddamn god was it?

There was no room for him to resist.

But he was disappointed, his divine consciousness couldn't penetrate this wall of vitality at all!

For the first time, the Nine Star Spirit Platform began to be disordered.

What used to be running in an orderly manner is now suddenly under this tremendous pressure, and one by one they are out of their original orbit.

The shadow is almost going crazy, he has just completed the Nine Star Spirit Stage, this will be good, and he will face a collapse again!

Just when Bai Zhengyang was about to collapse, the Yuan Qi Wall suddenly dispersed.

Bai Zhengyang, who was covered in a cold sweat, almost didn't get angry, and before he could come back to his senses, a slightly sang-old voice sounded: "I said Bai boy, okay, I really made a nine-star spirit platform come out!"

Bai Zhengyang escaped death, came back to his senses, looked at the old face, and the face next to him: "Old man Xiao, young master, you are back!"

It turned out that behind the Yuan Qi Wall, it was his master, the Xiao Clan's Heaven Changing Sword God, and the familiar face on the side, who was looking at him with a smile but not a smile, was none other than Young Master Xiao!