Before Hong Yu's body could fall, Zhang Yue suddenly appeared and hugged her.

"Master, you're back. Hong Yu only said one word and fell into a coma.

Zhang Yue looked coldly at the cavalry formation around him, his eyes were cold, as if he was not a human being.

"Xiangsong National Teacher!" the wolf cavalry commander recognized Zhang Yue, and he regained his composure.

This is the person who injured the Blood Cloud Evil God, how terrifying the Blood Cloud Evil God is, the commander who has cleaned the battlefield many times after the evil god made a move knows very well.

Zhang Yue looked like he was just an ordinary person in a green shirt, as if any wolf cavalry warrior could easily knock him down, but the cold sweat on the head of the leader of the wolf cavalry was pouring down.

"Charge, kill him!"

The wolf cavalry commander gave a loud order, and the military formation, which had been halted by Zhang Yue's sudden appearance, moved again, squeezing towards the center like a mountain.

After the wolf rider commander gave the order, he quietly slipped away behind under the cover of a group of personal soldiers.

Zhang Yue was motionless, and his divine sense drew a large rune in the void, and the true yuan poured in, and immediately emitted a dazzling red light.

The rune takes shape and falls to the ground, followed by a second and a third...... A total of eight red runes, arranged on the ground around Zhang Yue's body in a gossip position, emitted an ominous red light together.

The gossip array was formed, Zhang Yue stomped heavily on the position, and a trace of samadhi true fire poured out from the soles of his feet and merged into the talisman array.

In an instant, the Bagua Array rose into a sky-high fire, and the flames formed a circle, with Zhang Yue as the center, and advanced to the surrounding mountains and seas.

The fire was like a wall, and the grass was ignited before it could get close to the ground, which further fueled the fire, and the flames rising into the air were almost more than 20 meters high.

In the face of the blazing fire, the cavalry was terrified and let out a miserable roar.

The sea of fire rushed so fast that it was like a landslide and tsunami, and even the fastest galloping horses would not have time to escape, not to mention that the army was crowded together, and it was difficult to even make the horses turn around.

The flames rushed by, leaving a mass of charred corpses on the ground, dense like a pile of charcoal.

As the area spread, the height of the wall of fire gradually decreased, but the speed of advancement became faster and faster, and it burned far away before the power was exhausted and calmed down, at this time, a black circle with a radius of several kilometers appeared around Zhang Yue, on which lay the remains of nine thousand wolf cavalry warriors, and no one escaped.

The Commander lay on the edge of the ring of fire, just a few hundred meters away from escaping, but was overtaken by the relentless flames, which had weakened and suffered even more before he died.

Zhang Yue's sense swept to make sure that none of the enemies had fled, and he lowered his head to check Hong Yu's injuries.

After a while, Zhang Yue's face became very rare, Hong Yu's injuries were too serious, almost none of the organs were still intact, the toxins invaded the whole body, destroying all the body cells, and it was a miracle that she could support it so far.

With such a heavy injury, even Zhang Yue was helpless, even if he reluctantly used the elixir to revive her, this body would no longer be able to practice in the future, and it would be difficult to even live a normal life, presumably Hong Yu didn't want to become a patient who had to be taken care of by others.

If it was before, Zhang Yue could only helplessly watch Hong Yu die like this, but after becoming a real person in Zhuji, he had other means.

Just when the wood heart thunder fire was collected, the thousand-year-old peach tree gave itself a peach, and the peach flesh was taken away by the Dan furnace and refined into an elixir, and the peach pit was still there.

Taking out the peach pit and holding it in the palm of his hand, Zhang Yue stretched out his hand and drew a spirit rune on Hong Yu's forehead.

"Out!"

With a shout, Zhang Yue lifted it with his palm, and a faint wisp of white qi suddenly rose from Hong Yu's forehead.

The white gas reached the air, and a wave of fluttering seemed to have the potential to dissipate.

"Close!"

Zhang Yue drank again, and the white qi suddenly penetrated into the peach pit in his palm, and then Zhang Yue injected a few spirit runes into the peach pit before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the rainbow feather in his arms again, there is no longer any breath.

Zhang Yue had already cast a spell to extract her soul and preserved it in the peach pit, which had the effect of nourishing the soul and could keep her soul undamaged for a short time.

"Hong Yu, you stay in the peach pit for a while, and the master will naturally avenge your murder. After saying a word to the peach pit, Zhang Yue took the peach pit into his arms, and his eyes flashed sharply.

Hong Yu is highly poisonous, and there are old wounds, these accounts can't be counted on those cavalry, and naturally someone has to pay the price.

Reaching out and emitting a ray of fire, Hongyu's body was reduced to ashes and placed in a jade pot to be taken to her father's grave for burial.

Now he had to do something else, Zhang Yue flew into the air and left.

Since the capital of the country was broken by the army led by Hong Yu, Emperor Yan has been "hunting in the north", although he has a tall and glorious golden tent to live in, but how can he live in a tent with the comfort of the palace of the capital, not to mention the cold wind that can freeze people into ice lumps in winter.

Although his ancestors were nomadic and started, Emperor Yan grew up in the capital and was no longer adapted to the climate of Mobei. He dreamed of going back to the capital.

Although Hong Yu has withdrawn the army, as long as she is still in the sky, Emperor Yan will not dare to return south, he doesn't want to experience the horror of being woken up in the middle of the night and running away in one shoe.

As long as you think about the fact that Hong Yu is not yet thirty years old, with her martial arts master's physical fitness, there is no problem at all to live another hundred and eighty years, and Emperor Yan is almost fifty people, thinking about it, he feels desperate, just afraid that he will never return to that Lianyun Palace.

Recently, Emperor Yan's mood has obviously improved, and after receiving a secret letter, he resolutely sent all the wolf cavalry troops, and then began to wait for news day and night.

Emperor Yan sat high in the golden tent, holding the two favorite concubines with bows left and right, laughing and laughing.

"Your Majesty, seeing that winter is coming, this hellish place is cold to death, when will we go back to the capital? The delicate concubine asked with a pout.

"Haha, beauty don't worry, it's almost time, we will definitely be able to go back this winter. ”

In the golden tent, a charcoal fire was burned in a copper basin to drive away the chill of late autumn, and Emperor Yan was in great interest and began to move his hands and feet.

A figure suddenly appeared in the golden tent, staring at Emperor Yan with cold eyes, making his whole body suddenly soften.

"Who are you? Who's coming, where are the guards?"

Emperor Yan screamed in horror.

No matter how much he tore his throat and shouted, the sound could not reach the Golden Horde, and hundreds of heavily armed guards were outside the Golden Tent, but none of them came to the rescue.

"I'm Zhang Yue, you should have heard my name. ”

Emperor Yan's face forced a smile, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was about to cry.

"It turned out to be Zhang Guoshi, who has been admired for a long time. ”

Zhang Yue didn't talk nonsense, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the two crying concubines fainted.

Emperor Yan thought that Zhang Yue had killed the two concubines, so he screamed loudly, and his crotch was wet.

Seeing Emperor Yan's pus-filled appearance, Zhang Yue didn't even have the interest to ask, and directly used the soul search method.