Only six saints appeared at the same time, and there were two saints of heaven and earth to support the battle array to suppress the spirit of creation, but now all traces have disappeared, and there is no sound. In the midst of the scene, anyone who still has a little thinking ability can guess what the real battle situation is.

"The Spirit Sage who gave the soul and spiritual consciousness of all living beings back then actually confronted his own brothers with swords, and even defeated all the sage clones?" Wu Ce looked up at the sky, and his murmur showed even more consternation in his heart, "It is rumored that he has lost his mind and secretly planned to destroy the world, is it true?"

Yuanyue's mouth closed one by one, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Yes and what?

Tang Ling gently turned his gaze to the stunned Lord of the Gods and Demons, as if Fang Cai's murmuring had not escaped his ears.

Immediately, the "Wind Chill" figure, which had regained its previous indifferent posture, gradually descended in the direction of the Yan Army.

Even if the other party really "lost his mind", but after all, it was still the true body of the Creation Sage himself, and the soldiers of the gods and demons who had just escaped in the Shadow Suppression Array did not dare to make any transgressive moves after all, and they all knelt down at the moment, waiting for Tang Ling to "come".

The Yan army is all mortals, and when they see that the people who fought side by side with them are now kneeling in front of the enemy, although they don't think they have any move to join the enemy, the shock in their hearts is naturally even more churning, just because they have now seen an iron law clearly-

Before the giant, there was only one way to bow down to the ants.

Facing the gods and demons bowing down and being frightened by the Yan army's frightened gaze, the thin figure that had just defeated all the saints touched the ground with his feet, only to see that Tang Ling had put the long sword into the sheath at this moment, and still maintained the posture of embracing Lin'er, but the thin face that was no longer hidden under the mask was presented in front of everyone, so that the Yan army could not be on guard at all.

A pair of father and son in armor have come into Tang Ling's sight.

"Shi ...... Siming, Commander of the Yan Army?" After recalling for a while, Tang Ling had already remembered the identity of the other party, "There is also the son of Chaoyi, Chang'an, I haven't seen him for many years." ”

"Huh?"

In the impression of Shi Siming's father and son, he has never had any intersection with the indifferent wind and cold, and now he sees that the other party can reveal his identity lightly and skillfully, and his heart is slightly surprised. And after they beat their spirits and glanced at that ordinary face a few times, they gasped, and were shocked to find that the person in front of them had actually had contact with them, which left a lot of shock in their hearts.

"Howling Ridge?"

Shi Chaoyi is no stranger to the face in front of him, although he used to be proud of his talent and morality, and he was mostly contemptuous of the world's talents, but the mountain traveler Feng Xiaoling, who can make Chang'an's talented people bow down to him, is one of the few people who makes him sigh inferiorly. Now he was shocked to see that the powerful enemy in the past was a nightmare today, and he was immediately at a loss.

However, something even more surprising had been revealed from his father's mouth.

With a "poof", Shi Siming, the commander of the dignified Yan Army, fell off the back of his mount, a pair of old eyes stared, and he looked at the thin figure in front of him in shock and horror, only one word kept repeating in his mouth: "Wind, wind, wind......"

At the same time, the figure of the wind chill in front of him gradually overlapped with a certain legendary figure that Shi Siming was fortunate enough to see in Luoyang.

"Father, what are you?"

After following Shi Siming on the battlefield for many years, when had Shi Chaoyi ever seen his father so panicked? At the same time, he was stunned by the true identity of the "mountain traveler Wind Howling Mountains" and "indifferent to the wind and cold": "Looking at my father like this, could it be that he had contact with Wind Howling Ridge in the past? But the other party is just a mountain and wild traveler, even if he later becomes the master of the Blood Sea Shadow Hall, after all, he is only a reckless person, how can he make his father tumble again with this identity, and he is so frightened?"

Shi Chaoyi is a mortal, and in his opinion, the so-called "sage" is just a means far superior to that of the gods and demons, and he doesn't know how lofty his status is. What's more, now that he has become a king and a defeated man, he only has one way left to be defeated after all, and it is normal to be unwilling or dead, but Shi Siming's sudden rise in panic is simply inexplicable. After thinking about it, he only came to one conclusion - this indifferent and cold spirit actually has another identity, which is enough to make these short-sighted people obediently bow down. didn't dare to make any stimulating moves at the moment, only took a step forward and protected his slightly out of shape old father behind him.

"Oh, in this situation, the righteous prince still plans to protect Marshal Shi, is this caused by your sincerity, or do you hope to impress this king with this father-son friendship and let you wait for a way out?"

Seeing Shi Chaoyi's appearance, Tang Ling didn't show the slightest wave, and said that it was the first time he had used his worldly identity, which obviously wanted to make this world even more shocking.

"This king?"

Hearing this strange self-title, Shi Chaoyi was even more surprised, but before he could communicate the key, a panicked question had already come out behind him, which was from his already helpless old man.

"The Wind and Cloud King?"

"What?"

Shi Siming's voice was not too loud, but it was enough for the generals behind him and Shi Chaoyi to hear it clearly. Suddenly, a pale color had crawled all over the listener's face, and gradually spread away.

Such shocking news spread throughout the Yan army in a short time, and instantly crushed its last bit of resistance.

The indifference of the common people and the cold of the wind turned out to be the century-old legend of the king of the wind and clouds?

"Wind Chill, Wind Howling Ridge, Wind and Storm King, these are just the titles I got when I walked in the world. Tang Ling didn't seem to have much idea about his identity and status, "Marshal Shi, this king hereby guarantees that if you withdraw your troops now, you can save your life." In addition, please go back and tell An Lushan: The king can ignore the subversion of the Li family, but if he wants to invade the sea of blood again, the Absolute Shadow Hall will no longer have any reservations. ”

Although Tang Ling's tone remained as indifferent as ever, when it was introduced to Shi Siming's ears, there was also a hidden smell of killing that could not be questioned, which made the panic in the heart of this battlefield veteran rise again, and he didn't even realize that the handsome flag in his hand fell to the ground.

Half an hour later, an order was issued, which was humiliated but had to be given: "All the army, retreat." ”

The four words "Creation Sage" may not move An Lushan, who only knows how to give orders in Luoyang and has not yet participated in the battle. However, the two titles of "Fengyun King" and "Lu Guogong" can make people in the world stay away from the sea of blood. Now that these two legends have appeared together, their own combat strength has been defeated, and their fighting spirit has completely disappeared, it is useless to stay here.

Tang Ling hereby thanked Marshal Shi for his profound righteousness. ”

The flat voice came again, but this sentence sounded to others without any fluctuation, and even spoke with a little gratitude, which was full of ridicule in Yan Jun's ears.