With the sound of words, Fei Chen's sword was a move, just as the words said, a sword rises, a sword rises again, its momentum is like nine days of falling water, layer by layer! And that spear is under Fei Chen's attack, gradually losing its original strength, and its body is shaky, until it falls in front of Fei Chen.

And as the spear landed, the killer never shot a second time, not because he didn't want to, but because he was at the moment.

"Old devil, I'm afraid that bullying my nephew will damage your façade, come! Let's have fun! Let me see if you are powerful at slashing the demon or if my Wudang swordsmanship is better?"

As soon as the words fell, a flying sword rushed into the sky, and a hundred meters away went straight in front of the sword demon, the speed was so fast, in the blink of an eye! Feeling this strong sword intent, the sword demon still took care of Fei Chen, and hurriedly shot out to stop a sword from this city, but he didn't expect that his hand had not been stretched out, but he was tightly grasped by the burly man in his hand, unable to move.

"Hey, hey!"

A laugh came into the ears of the Sword Demon, but this laugh seemed to be debauched, but in the ears of the Sword Demon it was like the life talisman of the Hades Palace, he didn't dare to be careless and directly withdrew his left hand, but he wanted to cut off his arm and save his life, but Luo Shen was naturally wary of the Sword Demon move, and before he could pull his hand out, he kicked on the Sword Demon Land, and then another punch, directly hitting the Sword Demon on his flying sword.

Seeing that this flying sword was about to penetrate the body of the Slashing Demon Land, he didn't expect that a burst of thunder suddenly came from the sky, and a thunderbolt the size of an arm had already shot down, just deflecting the flying sword of Luo Shendi!

"Huh?"

Feeling this silent thunder, Luo Shen was not frightened, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, at this moment in addition to the solemnity in his eyes, there was also a trace of anger, I saw that he stretched out one hand but took the flying plane back into his hand, and then looked up at the sky but scolded loudly:

"I'm not going to look for you, you're coming to me, do you want to die?"

This sound, most of the people in Kaifeng City, the soldiers can hear it, even in the depths of the palace Lu Xiaoran also felt the power of this throat, at this moment the glass of wine in his hand is constantly shaking, and a lot of it is spilled on his dragon robe, but he is not angry at the moment, but continues to pick up the chess pieces in the chess box, and carelessly drops a piece on the chessboard, so frightened that the minister who is playing against him does not know how to fall.

And the sky is still quiet, there is still a little thunder there, the thunderous cloud doesn't know where it has gone at the moment, it seems that he is a little afraid of Luo Shen holding the Wudang sword, but for Luo Shen, he doesn't care if someone responds or no one responds, he directly picks up the Wudang sword in his hand but rushes to the sky!

Seeing this change in the field, Feichen didn't say anything else, let alone stand in place and continue to wait for Luo Shen to come down from the sky, but turned around and walked towards the south entrance of the city, for him, the more important task at this moment is to keep Jun Moxiao.

I saw that he didn't run for half a moment, but he had already run to the south of the city, but at this moment, the south gate of the city was full of corpses, there was still a lot of blood left on the city wall, a lot of armor mixed with corpses were lying on the ground, and some people who were not dead with a sword were groaning in pain.

Feichen looked at the scene in front of him, but he didn't know how to face it for a while, he remembered the incident he encountered when he was a child, remembered the people and things that died in that town, and remembered all the things that happened in that town...

He couldn't help but be stunned in place, and at this moment the two Da Zhou soldiers were standing behind Fei Chendi, slowly approaching him, they were holding weapons, but their bodies were constantly trembling, the previous swordsman had made them feel what terror was, and the person in front of them didn't know what his strength was, but since he was holding a sword at the moment, and appeared at the entrance of Nanchengkou, maybe he was an accomplice, if he was unprepared to kill him, then it would definitely be a great achievement.

Goo-dong..

I don't know if the soldier swallowed his saliva because he was nervous, but the sound was quite loud, so scared that the two of them didn't dare to step forward again, so they could only stand in place and pray that Feichen in front of him did not come to his senses, but unfortunately, Feichen naturally felt the two people standing behind him, and also understood their thoughts at the moment, but Feichen didn't have the intention of killing them, because he remembered the words of Yuntai before:

"Feichen! It turns out that you are the most pitiful person in the world! Because you have no heart!"

Fei Chen felt that his brain had a slight headache at this moment, and he couldn't help but sway a little, and the whole person staggered as if he was drunk, and the two soldiers behind him saw Fei Chen like this, but they rose up with killing intent again, only to see the two of them glance at each other, and couldn't help nodding at the same time, but they were ready.

I saw that on the right side, the slightly older soldier stepped forward with a gun and stabbed at the chest behind Fei Chen, thinking that Fei Chen would be directly chilled, while the other soldier was sweeping towards Fei Chen's head, wanting to sweep Fei Chen's head down, the two could not cooperate tacitly, but the desire to attack was the same.

It's just that!

Bite!

There was a crisp sound of metal intersecting, but the head of the spear in the hands of the two soldiers was cut off by a flying sword and fell to the ground, and the two soldiers fell to the ground because of the huge anti-shock force, they looked at the spear in their hands with resentment at the moment but were a little resentful, hating that they didn't start earlier, at this moment the man's reinforcements arrived, not to mention killing people, I'm afraid I have to explain here.

It's just that the flying sword didn't kill the two directly as before after stopping the attack of the two, but flew directly to Feichendi's side, and at this moment, a trace of blood overflowed from Feichendi's palm, and then it flowed down like a spring, but Feichen didn't care about the injury on his hand at all, just his lips opened slightly, and he whispered in the direction of the city:

"That's enough, let's go!"

After saying this, Fei Chen didn't care about the two people beside him, but walked directly with his sword and walked towards the city gate, leaving only the two little soldiers who had not yet recovered their minds were still lying on the ground at the moment, muttering to themselves:

"Are we alive?"

The two of them didn't believe that they could survive from the swordsman's hands like this, so they couldn't help pinching their faces with their hands, and found that it was still a little painful, and then the big tears fell silently from their eyes, but before they could finish their sighs, they saw that the ground shook endlessly, but it was accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves.

A group of cavalry rushed out of the street, and a cavalryman with a large flag on his hand was like the word "tiger spray"!

I saw that this team of cavalry was heavily armored and Ming Hanruo took the Tiger Spray Iron Cavalry in Langya, but it was different, their horses carried crossbow arrows, crossbows, and behind them they were dragging a big drag knife, compared to Ming Han Ruodi Tiger Spray Army, the momentum was stronger, the murderous aura was stronger, and the equipment was better.

And it was such a team of tiger spray iron horses, but they did not stop their horses' hooves because there were two Da Zhou soldiers lying on the ground, but directly trampled on them, for them, there was only one military order they received:

"Leave Jun Moxiao in Kaifeng at all costs!"

The two soldiers never dreamed that they had just survived the catastrophe, and now they died tragically in their own hands, but Fei Chen had no other thoughts about this matter, and there seemed to be other emotions in his eyes at this moment except for coldness, but there was no one beside him, but no one was elegant.

And he felt the sound of horses' hooves behind him, but he didn't look back, and directly picked up the flying sword that had just flown in and slashed at the huge Kaifeng city gate!

This majestic gate collapsed with Fei Chen's sword, and was directly cut in half, but outside the city gate, there was already a team of subway riders dressed in iron armor who were ready to go, Fei Chen didn't feel the slightest surprise when he saw them, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Seeing that the south gate of Kaifeng was wide open, the leader of the subway ride outside the city didn't care about the tiger riding behind Fei Chen at the moment, but directly dismounted, knelt down on one knee in front of Fei Chen, and shouted heavily:

"The second-class non-commissioned officer of the Liewu Regiment went to the death camp, and the current captain of the death camp, Zhao Xianyu, see the young master!"

With Zhao Xianyu's exit, the soldiers of the Martial Arts Regiment who went to the death camp behind him dismounted one after another, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison:

"Three thousand people from the Martial Arts Regiment went to the death camp!

This sound, the shout shook the sky, but it made the tiger and the iron rider who was chasing behind Fei Chen couldn't help but stop his steps, and grabbed the horse's head one after another, not moving forward, but looking at the scene in front of him dryly, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

And Fei Chen was standing in front of everyone at the moment, but he didn't rush to reply, but muttered to himself:

"Is it worth it?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xianyu was stunned at first, then smiled, and said frankly:

"For the sake of Da Chu! Worthy! For the sake of the national teacher! Worthy of it! For the sake of the Martial Martial Regiment! Die without regrets! For the sake of the death camp!

Fei Chen didn't speak, but his mood at the moment had changed, he looked at Zhao Xianyu in front of him stupidly, somehow, his brows were stretched, and all the confusion was followed by Zhao Xianyu's words, and there was no hindrance.

And Zhao Xianyu looked at Feichen in front of him, grinning, but the smile was sincere, but he still couldn't stop saying to Feichen:

"Please also ask the young master to help us say to the national teacher after returning to Chu! In the next life! The three thousand brothers of our Liewu Regiment who went to the death camp! Continue to be the soldiers of the national division! Continue to be the people who go to the death camp!"

After saying this, Zhao Xianyu did not continue to speak, but shouted at the soldiers of the Martial Arts Regiment behind him:

"Get on the horse!"

After everyone got on the horse, they all picked up their long knives and placed them in front of them, Zhao Xianyu looked at the dust in front of him and said loudly:

"Young master, don't forget! And remember to bring me a pot of wine for salted fish! I just can't give up! I don't plan to quit!"

After saying this, Zhao Xianyu didn't look at Feichen anymore, but looked forward with a knife, looked at the team of tiger spray iron horses blocking the south of Kaifeng City, chuckled, and then laughed loudly:

"Three thousand veterans of the Liewu Death Camp have come to die!