At this time, Fan Yang clenched his fists and said, "Lord Governor, the last general is willing to fight!"

Zhou Yanyu thought for a moment, in fact, Lin Feng was more sure of fighting, but Fan Yang's combat power was not low, and he couldn't save this person's face, so he said, "Brother Fan, be careful." ”

Immediately, Fan Yang's figure flashed and fell to the city. He drew a crimson sword and said, "Please!"

The young man surnamed the master of the beast department suddenly smiled, pulled out a black long knife, and said, "Then the master is not welcome!"

Immediately, the black long knife in this person's hand instantly soared, and his figure suddenly flashed, and it struck in front of Fan Yang like lightning, and quickly swung the knife and slashed!

The long sword in Fan Yang's hand condensed the crimson sword gang and slashed it quickly.

The swords clashed, and when there was a bang, Fan Yang only felt a strong attack, the sword body trembled, and his body couldn't help but retreat quickly.

On the city gate, Nangong Yanyu's expression changed slightly, and he said: "This person is a master of the beast department, although his cultivation is not similar to that of Brother Fan, but he takes the road of fusing the blood of beasts and exercising his physique, and his physical strength is extremely strong." Brother Fan's situation is a little bad. ”

Yan Yangzi stroked his beard and smiled, "Nangong Xian's nephew doesn't have to worry. ”

Ling Feng was also thinking that this Fan Yang was a disciple of the Great Sect, so he shouldn't be so easy to defeat.

Under the city gate, dozens of meters away, two figures, one red and one blue, kept staggering, swords and swords, and the sword qi and swords were vertical and horizontal.

Fan Yang had been suppressed, and after a while, a layer of scorching red flames quietly condensed on his blade, and with a swing of his sword, he cut a gap in the opponent's black long knife.

"It's really hot from the fire!"

The young man surnamed Shi's face suddenly changed slightly, this Flame True Flame from the Vermilion Bird Sacred Fire was already an extremely strong fourth-order true fire, even a fourth-order divine soldier could not withstand this scorching heat, and it would become soft, and it would be cut out of the gap. If there are a few more knives, maybe the divine soldiers will be cut off, and then they will definitely lose.

"It's time to decide!"

The young man surnamed Shi said secretly, and immediately urged the Divine Soldier Soul Technique, and in an instant, a huge three-headed green lion illusion appeared, and suddenly let out a heaven-shattering lion roar.

The soul attacks of these three green lions were extremely terrifying, and Fan Yang instantly fell into the shock of his soul, and his consciousness was lost.

A master's move can determine the outcome of life and death in a moment.

The young man surnamed Shi swung his knife and slashed at it, and at this moment, the crimson in Fan Yang's hand suddenly burst into brilliance, and a huge red flamingo illusion appeared, and suddenly rushed into the sea of knowledge of the young man surnamed Shi.

This is the divine weapon in Fan Yang's hand inspired by the crisis of the sword master, and automatically stimulates the soul skill protector.

The young man surnamed Shi was hit by the flamingo demon soul and immediately fell into disorientation.

Moments later, the two woke up one after the other.

At this moment, the young man surnamed Shi suddenly opened his mouth and let out a loud roar, like a wild lion roaring.

Fan Yang's eardrums vibrated and buzzed, and his soul was also vibrating.

This lion's roar is a mixture of sound waves and divine soul attacks, and it is difficult to resist.

At this moment, the young man surnamed Shi jumped up, his muscles and flesh were tense, he concentrated his strength in his hands, and suddenly slashed at Fan Yang's head.

At this time, seeing that Fan Yang was about to be slashed in two sections, a white sword light suddenly came, blocking the black long knife that had been cut down.

With a bang, the long black knife was blocked. The white sword light flashed again and returned to Ling Feng's hand.

The young man surnamed Shi swung his knife again, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Fan Yang.

At this time, Fan Yang came to his senses and swung his sword to block the knife.

Seeing that the opportunity was missed, the young man surnamed Shi no longer attacked, but just smiled and said: "Da Chu is really talented, one can't come to two, our Nanban Seven Divisions are really inferior!"

"Hahaha!"

The Nanban soldiers in the distance all let out a heaven-shattering laugh.

Fan Yang's face was cloudy, and he didn't know whether to thank Lin Feng for saving his life, or blame him for ruining his reputation.

"You've won!"

Immediately, he coldly dropped a sentence and returned to the city wall in a flash.

At this time, the Nanban camp.

The barbarian king Meng Wei smiled at a blue-robed middle-aged man: "Wen Xingxian's nephew is really brave and extraordinary, and he won the first victory, which greatly boosted the morale of our army. ”

The middle-aged man in the blue robe was the patriarch of the beast tribe, the master of the beast city, Shi Wenzong, and the young man who defeated Fan Yang was his son Shi Wenxing. At this time, he smiled and said modestly, "Although Wen Xing is brave, how can he compare to Meng Jiexian's nephew." ”

After a pause, he said, "Barbarian King, now that the morale is high, do you give the order to attack?"

Meng Wei said: "Let the virtuous nephew come back, I have a way to kill someone." ”

Immediately, Shi Wenxing received the transmission, returned to the front of the formation, communicated with the barbarian king for a while, and then stepped forward again to call the formation, and said: "Shi Mou came to receive the teachings again, I don't know which young martial arts sect is willing to teach?"

At this time, on the city walls.

Zhou Yanyu hugged his fists and said: "This person is rampant, and I also ask Brother Lin to kill this fang!"

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, I'll come when I go. ”

After Ling Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed, he fell down the city gate, and his figure flashed, and he arrived in front of Shi Wenxing, and said coldly: "Please!"

"Since that's the case, Shi Mou is welcome!"

After Shi Wenxing finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he suddenly urged the Divine Soldier Soul Technique, and the illusion of a huge three-headed green lion appeared, letting out a heaven-shattering lion roar.

The soul power attack of these three green lion illusions is extremely strong, it is already in the middle stage of the Martial Sect, almost at the peak level, if it is replaced by Fan Yang, it will inevitably be hit. But Ling Feng's soul power exceeded five hundred points, which was already the limit of the Martial Sect, and this soul power attack was like a breeze. Therefore, his face did not change, his figure flashed, and instantly appeared behind this person, and the Han Jiao Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and slashed rapidly.

Ling Feng's body technique was so fast that Shi Wenxing didn't have time to react, and he was about to be killed.

At this moment, the black long sword in Shi Wenxing's hand suddenly rushed out with a stream of yellow soul power and attacked Ling Feng's sea of knowledge. The golden iron rod that turned into a condensed earth-based soul power slammed into Ling Feng's Xuanshui Martial Soul. The strength of this earth-based soul power is already at the level of the late stage of the Martial Sect. And it's heavy, with a repressive force. This is the barbarian king Meng Wei's Heavenly Stick Intent, which is extremely thick, and it is not much stronger than Xie Zhenkun's Zhenyue Sword Intent.

This powerful soul power fluctuation, Zhou Yanyu, Nangong Yanyu, Han Yue and others all felt it, and they couldn't help but worry about Lin Feng.

Ling Feng also knew that this was not a divine soldier soul skill, but someone pinned a strong stick intent on the divine soldier, wanting to plot against himself. It's a pity that this person underestimated his divine soul cultivation! His Xuanyin split soul turned into a soul chain and tied up the golden iron rod, so he completely locked it up, and quickly refined it with the Dark Flame, and his consciousness was not affected at all, but the Xuanshui Martial Soul urged a wave of sword intent, and swept Shi Wenxing, who had just turned around, into the sword intent illusion, and then the Hanjiao Sword slashed rapidly.

Blood splattered, and Shi Wenxing's head flew up and landed!

Shi Wenzong's face changed drastically, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, his figure flashed, and he quickly crossed a distance of 100 meters, swinging his knife and slashing towards Ling Feng.

However, Ling Feng's Sumeru bracelet in his left hand flashed, and he put Shi Wenxing's head and body into the Sumeru bracelet, and at the same time grabbed the black long knife that was still trembling with one hand, and jumped forward, and had already fallen on the city wall, avoiding Shi Wenzong's attack. He hugged his fists at Zhou Yanyu and said, "Brother Zhou, Lin Feng is fortunate not to be dishonored!"

Zhou Yanyu laughed and said, "Brother Lin is really a believer, and he really comes when he goes!"