In the middle of summer, a snowy hair visits Yifu. There was a girl who looked at him silently in the dark, and he felt something, but he didn't say anything. The two of them tacitly agreed, one just watched, and the other didn't say a word.

After settling with Yinan Xing, Feng Qingtong continued to go north.

The power of the hammer will eventually pass, the morale of Feng Yongjiang's subordinates has also been repaired, and the war in the north has been burned again. The art of war of Yinan Xing was all learned from Feng Yongjiang, and his experience was far inferior to that of the Huangzhu King in the past. The Yi clan was constrained everywhere in the battlefield, defeated everywhere, and continued to retreat southward. But it is also thanks to Feng Yongjiang's art of war, Feng Yongjiang was in Wang's south, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and I will not give an inch. The essence of this art of war happens to be on the defensive side, and although Yinan Xing was suppressed, it was not a big loss.

Feng Qingtong went all the way north, passing through several blood-soaked battlefields, and at first glance it was an extremely tragic battle. Several of them still don't even belong to them, and both sides are still shedding blood and dying on that piece of land. Feng Qingtong didn't make a move, just passed by silently and didn't stop.

Traveling all the way to the northern part of Northern Xinjiang, the capital of "Thousand Nights", also known as a city called Longque, Feng Qingtong finally reached the end.

didn't try to find Feng Yongjiang by himself, Feng Qingtong directly ordered someone to report to Feng Yongjiang, and an old man came to find him. Then he sat on the barren hill outside the city gate and waited, not caring whether anyone would come to surround him.

In the evening, Feng Yongjiang wore a black robe and went to the appointment alone. Feng Qingtong looked around, Feng Yongjiang did not bring anyone, which was simply a fantasy for Feng Yongjiang, who had always been cautious.

Feng Qingtong stood up, watched Feng Yongjiang approach step by step, and was just about to bend down, Feng Yongjiang took the lead in kneeling on one knee and clenched his fists:

"King Huangzhu, Generalissimo Feng Yongjiang, the generalissimo of the Thousand Nights, meet the great prince!"

Feng Qing Tong stayed in place, sighed, and helped Feng Yongjiang up, speechless for a while.

Both of them looked at the fading sun, and there was not much green to be seen in the desolate fields of northern Xinjiang, and the wind and sand obscured the eyes, making the huge sun blurred.

"Your name is ...... Qing Tong?"

Feng Yongjiang's voice was still a little hoarse as it was back then, but it was so gentle that people couldn't have a trace of hostility.

Feng Qingtong nodded.

Feng Yongjiang carefully looked at Feng Qingtong:

"Yes, now I can see the clues, why didn't I see your star destiny back then? Can you tell me about your events over the years?"

Feng Qingtong took himself away from the old emperor, and used the spiritual power of the old emperor to cover the heavens and walk the world, and then all the things he traveled everywhere were said.

Feng Yongjiang listened, was silent for a long time, and said softly:

"Child, I'm sorry for you. ”

Feng Qingtong shook his head and looked at the red sun that was sinking in the west, and now it was full of sunshine. Feng Qingtong said:

"Uncle, let it go, no one can pull the sinking sun back, a thousand nights are dead, you should come out......"

Feng Yongjiang listened to Feng Qingtong's words, and was not surprised at all, but it was still a little vicissitudes, and in the sunset, like an ordinary old man in the twilight, he stood with his hands tied, and sighed softly. He looked at his nephew, who had grown up, and smiled again:

"It's good to grow up. ”

Feng Qingtong looked at Feng Yongjiang, his own uncle, and was also a little sad:

"Uncle, come with me. ”

Feng Yongjiang shook his head:

"I know about you, and I will give you a good answer, just pass this letter to Yi Nanxing......"

Then, Feng Yongjiang turned around and left directly, and said softly:

"There are three or two things in the emperor's family, and the world is sipping yellow springs. Whose life is not a life? I, Feng Yongjiang, have been creating and killing all my life, and in the end, I must do something more for my soldiers...... A few fewer deaths, a few fewer deaths......"

Stopping slightly, looking at the white-haired man on the barren hill who watched him leave, Feng Yongjiang waved his hand:

"I'll leave the matter of the south to you!"

The corners of Feng Qingtong's eyes were a little sour, and he bent his waist deeply, and he couldn't afford it for a long time after making a move:

"But please rest assured. ”

Feng Yongjiang nodded, raised his head and laughed, If Beiya is still alive, it should be so tall, right?

"The sunset boy travels thousands of miles, and Lao Ji will never return home!"

One big and one small, one to the south, one to the north, this part, is a lifetime.

......

Half a month later, all the descendants of the pseudo-Qianye Feng Yongjiang in the north pressed southward and marched quickly, as if they wanted to finish their work in one battle. The Mangjin Prison Army then followed closely behind, and the two forces were divided into seven and three.

On that day, all the descendants of Feng Yongjiang were on the verge of defection, and all of them were tied to the ice blue ring arms one night, and the Nanxing army went north, and the battle was successful, and the Mangjin Prison Army was almost wiped out, and the dust settled in the northern frontier.

Feng Yongjiang once refused Feng Qingtong to take him away, because if he left directly, there would be chaos in the north, and the Mangjin Prison Army and his descendants would always be inseparable, and there would be a battle in the end. In the end, Yinanxing can still gain control of the northern frontier, but those descendants who follow him will definitely suffer heavy losses.

But if it is a frontal battlefield, the Yi clan and his descendants join forces, and the Mangjin Prison Army will not be able to do any great damage.

In this battle, Feng Yongjiang let tens of thousands of his descendants die.

Yi Nanxing was full of energy, making Yilin a general, Liu Eater as the vanguard, and Yi's army waved north, bound to pacify the northern frontier. The Yi's army was integrated into the lineage of Feng Yongjiang, and no one could compete with Yinan Xing in the art of war.

At this time, Feng Yongjiang had been taken into Mangjin and put in Mangjin's prison.

On the battlefield, there have always been dead soldiers and undead commanders, tens of thousands of horses, and hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides

In the case of the team, say that it is not big, but it is not small. Is it worth exchanging the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers for the lives of a commander?

Feng Yongjiang felt that it was worth it.

Slowly closing his eyes, the power of the medicine slowly set in his body, and his mind became heavier and heavier, he was tired, and he was about to sleep......

......

At this time, Feng Qingtong was riding his horse and whipping, and the strongest people who could free up went south overnight.

Feng Qingtong rode a few horses behind him, he was the head of the Qiushui faction, Qiu Yingdao, the first Qianchen staff in the world, and Liu Shanling, one of the four great grandmasters, and the four of them were basically the strongest combat power in the northern jurisdiction of the town and northern Xinjiang. In addition, a person Feng Qingtong who was unwilling to say his identity was hidden in the shadows, and everyone saw that Feng Qingtong didn't say anything, so they didn't ask again.

At the same time, Wang Shanyu took Lei Zheng, the master of the Qiongguang Sword, and Su Shangqing, the master of the Shangqing Sword, who had hidden his face many times and entered the palace, and Situ Langyan, the general of the military expedition who spread the proverb of "killing the dragon and killing the dragon", plus a South China Sea fisherman, also came to the national capital Longque!

Situ Qiu watched the sky at night, and all the martial arts luck in the world was surging towards the national capital Longque.

So, that night, the entire Longque capital city fell into a tense atmosphere of slaughter.

From all over the north and south, all of them cut off the immortal path of the seven Liuyu realm masters, plus Yinan Xing, who can cross the border to fight, each appeared, standing around the National Teacher's Mansion.

Feng Qingtong shouted:

"Ladies and gentlemen, Qingtong sinners, the world's martial arts are destroyed by me alone, after today's battle, I will not return if I am not drunk!"

Everyone should be in harmony, Feng Qingtong looked at the palace and shouted coldly:

"Situ old monster, come out and die!"

In the house, the same surging spiritual power was gradually released, and it faintly competed with Feng Qingtong's eight people!

Situ Qiu of the Demigod Realm, Situ Jiurang of the Liuyu Realm, Liu Shanquan of the Liuyu Realm, Yisi of the Liuyu Realm, the Northern Border General Liuyu Realm Qingyan, the Northern Border General Liuyu Realm Chongshan, the Northern Border General Liuyu Realm Chen Nuo, and the Great Assassin of the National Teacher's Mansion Liuyu Realm Gong Suiming.

Eight for eight!

Situ Jiurang held a ghost scepter, and at this time, he and himself looked like a ghast:

"Feng Qingtong, you destroy my immortality, you destroy my immortality! Damn, damn!"

Situ Langyan stopped Situ Jiurang, who pounced on Feng Qingtong like a mad dog, and shouted with some heartache:

"Third brother, wake up! Look at what you have become now! No one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost, and you still don't give up the darkness and follow the light!"

A deep voice came from the house:

"Kill this rebel. ”

Situ Jiu made the evil in his eyes even better, he had completely lost his mind, and screamed:

"It's all you! It's all thanks to you! Die!

In an instant, Situ Jiurang and Situ Langyan were fighting together. Obviously they are two brothers, but the martial arts are diametrically opposite, one is upright and strong, and the other is evil.

Lei Zhengze was surrounded by purple lightning, different from the past, now he is more angry, and he is full of murder. The heir of the Lei family, who has the strongest aura in the rivers and lakes and the most murderous aura, said coldly:

"One by one, just kill it. ”

Su Shangqing was just about to speak, but Lei Zhengze glanced at him and said coldly:

"Since the old guy has left it to Qing Tong by default, the old assassin who seems to be the strongest and hides the deepest will be handed over to me. ”

didn't bother to talk to Su Shangqing at all, Lei Zhengze directly rushed towards the old assassin with a giant sword, and a giant sword burst out with momentum, instantly suppressing the entire world, and he had all the momentum of a one-man battle.

Su Shangqing sighed, so he also held a sword to meet him, fighting with Liu Shanquan on the one hand, and protecting Lei Zhengzheng on the other.

"Everyone, be careful, look at these people, it's weird to see your spiritual power soaring. ”

Qiu Ying reminded loudly, and everyone also noticed that except for the old assassin who broke into Liuyu, the others were all forcibly entered into the Liuyu realm overnight, and now their eyes flashed with darkness, and they didn't even look like humans.

"No matter how many little red guys there are, if you cut off your head, you will die after all!"

Only the fisherman has the highest rank and can talk and laugh with Qiu Ying, and everyone else just answers.

The two seniors looked at each other and smiled, and they also joined the scuffle.

Qiu Ying fights Yisi, the old fisherman fights the young chicks, Liushan Ling fights Chongshan, and Yinan Star Wars Chen Nuo.

Feng Qingtong still didn't make a move, and coldly confronted the national teacher who finally walked out of the room.

The national teacher was still strolling leisurely, pacing slowly, looking around, and not making a sound.

Except for Situ Langyan and Situ Jiurang to stalemate, the other national teachers were all pressed and beaten. Especially the old angler and Lei Zhengze. The old fisherman was a person who had almost reached the demigod realm and entered the Liuyu pseudo-realm, while Lei Zhengze relied on the number of arrogant and domineering roads, and Su Shangqing had spare strength to take care of him, and the old assassin was restrained so much that he could only hide in Tibet, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was pressed to the ground and hammered on the ground.

Feng Qingtong sneered and said:

"What, old monster, one person steals the fortunes of the world, becomes the enemy of the world, and in the end he asks for his own suffering!"

Situ Qiu calmly glanced at Feng Qingtong:

"Revenge is revenge, and the old man is not happy to listen to something that he has not. And you should know that it doesn't matter what other places are, it's all the new realm of Liuyu, and no one can kill anyone in a short time, it's just a stalemate. In the end, it is you and me who play a decisive role. And here is the winner ......"

Situ Qiu's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, and his figure disappeared in a flash, but his figure was faster than his voice, and he grabbed Feng Qingtong's neck!

"Just a breath!"

Feng Qingtong was suddenly stuck in the neck, and he was about to be killed with one blow, Feng Qingtong's eyes flashed, and he re-became the state in the palace that day, with the thickness of spiritual power that no one in the world can match, he condensed a dark spiritual power long sword that did not lose any artifact in his hand, and one from in front of him

Shaved.

The national teacher had no choice but to withdraw his hand and retreat, and Feng Qingtong hurriedly pulled away and gasped for breath. There were already five distinct blood holes on his neck.

"Qingtong, if you drag him down, we'll save you after we deal with it!"

Lei Zheng shouted, and the old assassin's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered:

"The leader of the Thunder Alliance is inevitably too trusting ......"

After speaking, the assassin disappeared into the void, and instantly appeared behind the distracted Lei Zhengzhi, and stabbed with a sword. Su Shangqing grabbed his body to block the sword, and a wound was cut on his shoulder, and Su and Lei were both shocked into a cold sweat. Su Shangqing slashed off a piece of flesh and blood from his shoulder with a sword, and said coldly:

"Don't take it lightly!"

Feng Qingtong glanced at Lei and Su Erre, and said:

"The old monster is right, you can't take anyone's life for a while. I believe in you, but please believe in you too. ”

Then, Feng Qingtong stared at Situ Qiu intently, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and a strange black glow flashed in his eyes:

"I want to see if your demigod realm of the demon outer path is stronger, or my pseudo-realm that I have broken step by step is stronger!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, today you are fighting side by side with the Lone Star Destiny, but your brain has been kicked by a donkey?"

After saying that, everyone laughed heartily.

Yi Nanxing said in a loud voice:

"Twin evil stars, why can't you be negative and positive, and things must be reversed?"

Feng Qingtong laughed when he heard this, and said:

"That's right!"

A substantial spirit sword was so dark that it was about to suck in all the remaining starlight in the night sky, and it was instantly impossible to see the real length. Feng Qingtong held his sword and faced him, shaking the demigod realm national teacher head-on!

Unable to see the length of the sword, Situ Qiu hurriedly retreated.

Who knew that the sword had already become longer than I don't know how many times, and it slashed across Situ Qiu's face, almost splitting Situ Qiu in two!

Situ Qiu's face was gloomy and he glared angrily. deceived himself and fought with Feng Qingtong to one place.

Seeing that all his own people on the surrounding battlefields were gradually falling into disadvantage, and new wounds had been added to his body, Situ Qiu became more and more ashamed that he was a real demigod realm! How could he be entangled with these mortals! Pseudo-realm, pseudo-realm!

Feng Qingtong was also covered in scars, even more embarrassed than Situ Qiu, obviously a way of playing with injuries for injuries.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng Qingtong sneered: "What, old monster?

The old national teacher laughed:

"My death?"

"It's all rubbish!"

Stretching out his hand, Situ Jiu let the ghost scepter in his hand return to Situ Qiu's hand:

"Since it's all waste, it's all for me!"

Feng Qingtong's eyes froze, and he shouted:

"Oh no!

At this time, everyone was fighting at a critical moment, how could there be any extra mental reactions? All of a sudden, the entire world was shrouded in black mist, and dark black lines appeared behind everyone on the side of the national teacher, implicating everyone.

"Come back!"

The black mist condensed into a black poisonous snake, flowing around in the sky, Situ Jiurang and the others shouted loudly, crying abnormally, and in a few moments, they all turned into black dried corpses, and all their souls turned into evil ghosts and flew towards Situ Qiu!

Then, other unjust souls continued to come out of the ghost staff, some were like Ren Xiang, but they were fused with other faces, some were a little like Gao Shanyuan, and some were like Situ Fang...... Countless powerful ghasts that have been piled up are constantly coming out and besieging everyone.

"Kill it!"

Lei Zhengze's purple electricity burst all over his body and rushed to kill. However, those unjust souls shattered at the touch of it, and then instantly condensed, causing great harm to people.

Feng Qingtong was about to turn over to save him, but the national teacher conjured up a giant hand and imprisoned Feng Qingtong directly.

"Hey, hey, little guy, your opponent is me!"

Feng Qingtong's face was distorted, and the giant hand compressed little by little, wanting to crush him completely.

Blood oozed out from the corners of his mouth frantically, and in the black mist, everyone was also scarred and stubbornly resisted.

"Have you finally used the national fortune?"

This giant hand is clearly condensed by the national teacher using the national fortune.

"Nanxing, Wang Sui!"

Feng Qingtong roared angrily, and Yinan Xing, who had been hiding his strength, finally broke out completely, freezing all the unjust souls around him for a while.

"Go!"

The Thousand Dust Staff broke through the air and spun quickly over Longque, obviously it was midsummer, and there was a light snow floating in the sky above Longque.

In the palace, Wang Sui wore a golden jade glove made of a thousand night dragon seal phoenix seal, surrounded by dragon energy, as if there was a dragon chanting!

"In one fell swoop!"

In the sky, an ice-blue cold light hit the palace, shining on the cloud-catching glove that ranked second on the weapon list and carried the fortune of the Eastern Cangguo.

"Town!"

In an instant, the giant hand suddenly stopped, and Situ Qiu's body froze.

"The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable. ”

Feng Qingtong's eyes were deep, and he finally called out the name:

"Kaede, Qian, Mo!"

A cyan cold light swept through the sky, and in the vast sky, it was like a long cyan needle and thread, which instantly pierced Situ Qiu's chest.

The black mist disintegrated, and everyone fell to the ground scarred.

They looked at the three people standing in the sky, in the middle was full of surprise, looking at the bright blood hole in their chest, Situ Qiu, the master and apprentice, standing on both sides one after the other.

Both of them are white-haired Katsuyuki.

The spiritual power long sword in Feng Qingtong's hand dissipated little by little.

Feng Qianmo put away the sword on his side, it was a peachwood long sword.