Chapter 1 Troops on the march

"Kong Xuan..."

On the ancestral mountain, in front of the ancestral temple, a voice came from afar, rapid and loud, and all the elite soldiers followed the voice.

I saw a person dressed as a guard in golden armor, walking in a hurry, hurriedly shouting Kong Xuan's name. This golden armor is the costume only available to the guards of the Ancestral Court Hall.

At this time, it was getting late, what did the guards of this ancestral court hall come here to do?

"Whew... Call... Who is Kong Xuan?" Without much effort, the man ran to the front of everyone, didn't care about resting, gasped for breath, and asked urgently.

"I'm Kong Xuan, may I ask if this eldest brother is in a hurry, why is he so flustered?" Kong Xuan asked suspiciously when he heard that the person who heard the hearing was looking for his own help, and walked from behind everyone to the guard.

"Quick... Fast... Come with me to the Ancestral Court Hall, the Great Patriarch is urgently summoned..."

Hearing that the great patriarch summoned him and summoned him urgently, something must have happened, Kong Xuan agreed and hurriedly followed the guard to the ancestral palace.

In the main hall of the ancestral court, everyone's eyes turned to Kong Xuan.

"Kong Xuan has met the patriarchs, the elders. Kong Xuan paid homage with the Feng clan's great salute, and when he got up, he suddenly saw that everyone looked serious, and there was a bit of worry between his eyebrows.

"Kong Xuan, you will tell me in detail about the attack on the barren valley, and you must not miss a single thing, can you understand?" The great patriarch was on top of the main hall, his eyes were slightly closed, but his voice was loud, but he was a little more calm than the great patriarchs of the others.

"Kong Xuan understands what he hears, and he will wait for me to elaborate. ”

Kong Xuan didn't know what the patriarch and the elders were discussing above this hall, but from the expressions of everyone, it could be concluded that the matter discussed must be a big deal.

Kong Xuan was talking endlessly, and at the same time, Kong Xuan was also observing everyone's reactions from time to time.

As Kong Xuan said, whenever it was mentioned that the foreign clan was not afraid of the majesty of the Feng Clan and killed the elite warriors of the Feng Clan, everyone was extremely angry, and everyone's face was full of anger.

"Wait!"

When talking about the ghost robe, the first warrior of the Wind Snake Clan, Zuo Mou stopped interrupting Kong Xuan's words.

"What, is there anything suspicious?"

The patriarch's eyes were originally suitable, but they opened them slightly and looked to the left.

"Yes, Patriarch, but I can't confirm it, wait until I ask Kong Xuan for more details. Zuo Mou said respectfully.

"Hmm..."

The Great Patriarch nodded slightly, closed his eyes and sighed softly, as if he had something in his heart, slightly deep.

"Kong Xuan, let me ask you, just now you mentioned that there is a person in the Wind Snake Clan who is a ghost-robed person who makes good use of my Feng Clan's Phaseless Wind Determination Technique, and also knows my Feng Clan's Supreme Refining Technique, the Nine Yang Secret Method, but is it true?" Zuo Mou walked to Kong Xuan's side, and asked slowly with one hand behind him.

"Yes!"

Kong Xuan initially suspected that the ghost robe had been disguised as a ghost to infiltrate the ancestral land of the Feng clan, and he had also entered the ancestral temple to secretly learn the exercises of the Feng clan. But at this time, answering Zuo Mou's question was just a simple and powerful word, and he didn't say more than half a word about the suspicion in his heart. This is also where Kong Xuan is smart, if he says what he guesses in his heart, I am afraid that he will anger more than half of the people above the main hall.

The ancestral land of the Feng clan was mixed in by an ancestor and secretly learned the exercises of the Feng clan, this matter is very involved, if this is the case, whether it is the commander or the elder has an unshirkable responsibility.

Zuo Mou paced back and forth in front of Kong Xuan, and continued to ask, "Okay! Let me ask you again, can you see his face or what features he has on his body?"

Hearing Zuo Mou's question, he couldn't help but feel a little difficult, because the situation was grim at that time, and he only cared about fighting, although he was deeply impressed by the ghost robe, he didn't pay much attention to it, but he remembered that the ghost robe was wrapped in a black robe, and his face was also covered under it, and he didn't see his appearance clearly.

Kong Xuan's eyebrows tightened, trying to remember.

For a long time, Kong Xuan was a little struggling when he thought about it, and slapped his head with his hand again and again.

Seeing that Kong Xuan had not been able to answer for a long time, Zuo Mou stepped forward, looked serious, and asked word by word: "That person is lame?"

Zuo Mou's question, the voice fell, and the voices of everyone in the hall stopped abruptly discussing, and their eyes fell on Kong Xuan again, as if they were all waiting for this answer.

Hearing what Zuo Mou said, Kong Xuanmeng raised his head, the two looked at each other, Zuo Mou's expression was serious, and a few traces of crystal flashed in his eyes.

Is that an indescribable look, is it an affirmation? Is it unbelievable? Or is it not expecting the answer in my heart? A look reveals Zuo Mou's incomparably complex and turbulent inner scene.

After being prompted by Zuo Mou, Kong Xuan remembered some fragments, remembering that when the two were fighting, the ghost robe was obviously inclined to the left side, and for the right side of the attack that ordinary people used well, the ghost robe was more defensive on the right side. At first, Kong Xuan just thought he was left-handed, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I think about it, the ghost robe must have been seriously injured in his right foot.

Kong Xuan replied: "Yes! I remembered, the man's right foot was lame!"

Kong Xuan replied very simply, and his voice fell, and there was a sigh in the hall.

Kong Xuan looked around at everyone blankly. I saw everyone sighing again and again, shaking their heads.

Judging from everyone's reactions, Kong Xuan was very sure that everyone present knew the ghost robe and was familiar with it.

Although Kong Xuan had too much confusion in his heart, how could he have the right to ask questions in this hall, so he could only hide silently in the corner and watch everyone.

Everyone in the hall was talking, but they couldn't hear what they were saying, Kong Xuan was at a loss.

Long.

"Kong Xuan, you step aside, there is nothing for you to do here. The Great Patriarch, who had not spoken for a long time, opened his eyes at this time and sighed softly.

"Yes!"

Kong Xuan left the ancestral court hall and on the way to his residence, carefully thinking about the reactions of the people above the hall and the questions asked by Zuo Mou.

Zuo Mou's question was obviously only a few short sentences, but at this time, it was like a wave in Kong Xuan's heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. Because, he had a hunch that something would happen in the near future, and it would be an earth-shattering event.

The next day, the sun was rising, and the sunlight shone into Kong Xuan's residence, shining on his body, which was very warm and pleasant.

"Woo... Woo..."A bone horn sounded, resounding through the ancestral mountain.

The sound of bone horns has not stopped, only the noise of people outside the cave can be heard, but the footsteps are extremely neat.

Kong Xuan lazily rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up and looked out.

I saw that at this time, the ancestral land of the Feng clan seemed to have exploded, and countless elite warriors and warriors flocked to the ancestral court. When Kong Xuan looked out, he happened to see his mother Xiangning, so he asked, "What's the matter, mother, what are they doing?"

"Oh, Xuan'er, why are you still sleeping, quickly get dressed, all the elite warriors of the ancestral land are gathering to the ancestral court. ”

Since Kong Xuan returned to the ancestral land from the barren valley, it was as if some kind of power was slowly condensing here, and it finally broke out today.

And because no one paid attention to it, Lihuo never saw Elder Chen Tan from beginning to end, and the people of Lihuo tribe failed to return to the tribe as they wished.

Hearing about the assembly, Kong Xuan instantly came to his senses, and hurriedly dressed up and rushed to the ancestral court.

In front of the ancestral hall, there are crowds of people, and the momentum is huge.

"What's the situation?"

Kong Xuan searched for a long time before finding his team, and quietly walked behind Ji Mingyu and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, why did you come?" Ji Mingyu was a little anxious, indicating that she had also been looking for Kong Xuan.

"I don't even know what's going on, but when the horn sounds, everyone runs here like crazy. When Kong Xuan spoke, his somewhat exaggerated expression couldn't help but make Ji Mingyu laugh: "Haha... Are you a fool?"

"Hey, what are you laughing at? I really don't know what's going on here. Kong Xuan asked seriously.

"This is the bone horn of the Feng clan's battle assembly, the sound of the bone horn resounded for thousands of miles, anyone from my Feng clan can hear it, as long as the bone horn blows, there must be an enemy sneak attack or a war happening, isn't there anything in your tribe?" Ji Mingyu looked at Kong Xuan with a pair of big watery eyes, and asked suspiciously.

"Uh... Forehead... Yes... Of course there is, it's just... It's just that the sound is a little different. Kong Xuan was a little weak in Ji Mingyu's question, and when he spoke, his eyes wandered away and he didn't dare to look at Ji Mingyu, and his words were a little inarticulate.

"Hehe..." Ji Mingyu saw Kong Xuan's embarrassed expression, didn't say anything, smiled and turned around.

"Bone Horn" Kong Xuan muttered, thinking in his heart: "The sound of the bone horn can be heard for thousands of miles, but why couldn't the black-armored soldiers who were hundreds of miles away fail to rescue them in time when the giant murderer attacked the tribe?

Kong Xuan's eyebrows tightened, and there were many question marks in his heart, and he couldn't help but pat his head with a headache.

This move was seen by Ji Mingyu, and hurriedly stopped and asked with concern: "Kong Xuan, what's wrong with you?

Kong Xuan said: "No... It's nothing, I just thought of something, my head hurts a little, it's okay. ”

"Oh, it's okay. Ji Mingyu looked at Kong Xuan with concern, and looked back from time to time with some peace of mind.

Under the ancestral hall, a fire phoenix stopped in the center, and next to its huge body was the great patriarch Aotian, who was on the left and right, and the ten elders were side by side.

Aotian looked down from a high place, and saw tens of thousands of elite soldiers in front of the main hall at this time, all with their heads held high, their swords rattling, ready to go, just waiting for the patriarch's order.

Aotian shouted loudly: "The elite warriors of the Feng clan, I believe you have also heard of it, yes, what I said is exactly a few days ago, my elite warriors of the Feng clan went to hunt in the barren valley, one of the teams was attacked by the Wind Snake Clan, and suffered heavy casualties, only two of the seven people were returned, and the remaining five people all fell, the Wind Snake Clan despised the majesty of my Feng Clan and slaughtered my people, will we repay this revenge?"

"Report, report!"

Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky in unison, resounding through the sky.

"Okay! My Feng clan boy is full of blood, slaughtering his royal city to protect the majesty. "Proud of the thunder pattern sword, with this oath, to inspire the determination of the soldiers to kill the enemy.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Thousands of elite soldiers of the Feng clan are extraordinary, such as Husheng Weike, this trip is bound to be won.