At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the camp tent, and then a soldier in leather armor ran in and reported: "Major General Qiyu, there are bandits outside the camp!"

"The bandits are in battle?" Before the young man could speak, the burly man was furious, "Those bandits are so brave that they eat the bear-hearted leopard and dare to call us into battle, they really don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

"Second brother!" the young man waved his hand, signaled him not to speak, and asked the soldier, "How many bandits are there?"

"Young General, there are about 2,000 bandits, and they are led by Han Xihu, the big boss of Fengshen Village. The soldier replied.

"Oh, it looks like they're cornered!" Hearing this, the corners of the young man's mouth curved, it seemed that this crackdown on bandits was coming to an end, thinking of this, his face turned pale, and he shouted: "Come on, raise the account!"

A quarter of an hour later, at the foot of Fengshen Mountain, the two armies faced each other.

It is somewhat inappropriate to say that the two armies are facing each other. Because one side has bright armor and sharp blades, only two thousand people, but there is the momentum of tens of thousands of troops. Their opponents were a rabble, with weapons in their hands, and even the colors of their clothes were mixed. In this scene, you almost don't have to think about it to know the winner or loser.

"A certain is Han Evil Tiger, the big boss of Fengshen Village, and I also ask the major general to come out and answer!"

On the bandits' side, a man rode out on horseback, a burly man with a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard, a leopard's head and eyes, dressed in black armor, and holding two copper hammers in both hands. As soon as he came out, he shouted towards the imperial military horses.

"Hmph!" Hearing the other party's shout, the burly man snorted coldly, and then said to the young man beside him: "Big brother, let me go if you have a noble status!"

"No!" the young man held his spear in his hand, stopped the burly man's figure, and then rode out himself.

When he was about ten zhang away from Han Evil Tiger, the young man stopped, stared at Han Evil Tiger, and said, "Master Han, are you ready to surrender?"

The young man has not done nothing in the past month when he came to Fengshen Mountain. After his various means and schemes, Fengshenzhai, which originally had tens of thousands of people, has only 3,000 people at the moment, and there are 1,000 of them who are old and weak. In this case, the other party has no choice but to surrender, but only to destroy. He believed that Han Evil Tiger would make a wise choice.

"The major general is clever and clever. Today, Han has indeed come to surrender. Han Xiaohu was not angry, and accepted it frankly, but then his words changed and he said: "However, Han has one condition, the young general needs to compete with Han on the battlefield." ”

Speaking of this, Han Evil Tiger was afraid that the other party would not agree, so he added: "No matter whether you win or lose, Han will lead the crowd to surrender." ”

"A word is out!" shouted the young man, his eyes lit up.

"It's hard to chase a horse!" Han Evil Tiger nodded affirmatively.

In fact, both the young man and Han Xihu understood each other's plans.

Han Evil Tiger's idea was that if he could slash the other party, then he could lead the crowd to break the opponent's camp. In this way, all the disadvantages disappeared, and he dismantled this crackdown.

The young man's idea was that as long as Han Evil Tiger was defeated, he could be reined in. In this way, the mission can be successfully completed.

As a matter of fact, this crackdown on bandits was originally a test for young people. If he can successfully complete it, then he will be able to enter the eyes of the commanders of the Southern Battalion, which is extremely important for him to gain a firm foothold in the Southern Battalion.

After agreeing, the two tacitly rode back a few feet.

At this time, a gust of wind rose, and a sense of slaughter rose in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

The young man and Han Evil Tiger stood opposite each other, and the momentum of his whole body gradually exuded. Both sides tightened their weapons and looked at each other vigilantly. Han Evil Tiger has been in the innate for several years, and as a bandit, there is a violent aura all over his body. And this young man has also entered the congenital, introverted breath, and has a Confucian demeanor.

Everyone present knows that a battle is about to begin!

However, there are always surprises, and at this moment, three sword lights suddenly appeared in the sky.

The speed of the three sword rays was extremely fast, from far to near, but it was only a few breaths of time.

The young man raised his head and fixed his eyes, but saw that the three sword lights were one person fleeing, and the two were chasing and killing. The leader was dressed in black, his face was panicked, and he had a broken arm. The person behind him had a cold expression, dressed in a white robe, and his eyes were staring at the person in front of him, and he had a posture of not killing or stopping.

Seeing these two people, although the young man was shocked, he only had the attitude of watching the play. Cultivators and worldly people are people of two worlds, and although the strength of cultivators is extremely strong, they will not kill worldly people for no reason.

However, when the young man's eyes saw the last old man, his expression suddenly froze.

Just hesitated for a moment, then directly reached out and took off the bow and arrow hanging on the war horse, and as soon as his body moved, he stood firmly on the war horse in an instant. Then, in the puzzled eyes of many people, he bent his bow and shot an arrow at the person fleeing in front.

Chirp!

Jiang Yuan was fleeing rapidly, when there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in his ears. Hearing this voice, his face changed greatly, and he almost didn't think about it, and his body suddenly slammed.

And just then, an arrow shot in front of him from the bottom up. If he hadn't stopped suddenly, he would have been shot directly by this arrow.

"Damn! Damn!"

Taking advantage of the pause, he looked down at the kid holding the bow and arrow below, and Jiang Yuan wanted to break his body into pieces. However, at this moment, running for his life was the most important thing, and after the arrow swept by, he immediately wanted to continue to escape.

However, it was too late. In the short gap he stopped, Xiao Qingfeng and the old man had already arrived.

"I said, you will definitely die!" Standing on top of the sword, Xiao Qingfeng said coldly.

"Hmph, who killed the deer is unknown!"

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly and retorted, while speaking, he was also looking left and right, looking for an opportunity to escape. It's a pity that Xiao Qingfeng and the old man besieged him one after another, not to mention that he was seriously injured, even if he was not injured, he might not be able to escape.

"It's useless to talk too much, let it be death!"

When you do it, you don't talk nonsense, this is Xiao Qingfeng's attitude all along. After speaking, he saw the sword flash under his feet and fall into his hand. And at this time, he himself also cast Yun Conglong, stepped into the air, and slashed towards Jiang Yuan with a sword.

"Hahaha! You idiot, you still want to kill me like this?" Looking at Xiao Qingfeng's actions, Jiang Yuan, who was already desperate, laughed.

Monks who build foundations cannot stand in the air, and even if they have practiced advanced and light-weight techniques, they can only walk in the air for a short time. And now that Xiao Qingfeng has given up the sword, no matter how powerful his light body technique is, it is impossible for him to have the power of several blows. So, as long as he dodged the blow, he could continue to escape.

The old man of the Wuzhen Sect looked at Xiao Qingfeng's movements, and wanted to remind him, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he felt that he should have a backhand, so he didn't say much, but honestly blocked the way behind Jiang Yuan.

Xiao Qingfeng ignored Jiang Yuan's ridicule and slashed directly with a sword.

Although Jiang Yuan was laughing, he did not relax his vigilance, and at the moment when Xiao Qingfeng slashed, the dagger under his feet moved, dragging his body to the side and flashing, narrowly avoiding Xiao Qingfeng's sword.

Just when Jiang Yuan thought that he was about to be freed and the other party was about to fall, an eagle roared. Immediately afterwards, a black eagle flew over, directly dragging Xiao Qingfeng's body and blocking Jiang Yuan's way.

Seeing the black eagle, Jiang Yuan's face changed greatly. He never thought that this nosy kid would have a flying spirit beast. The other party has a flying spirit beast, and he is simply a live target in the air, but after a little hesitation, Jiang Yuan directly fell towards the battlefield below.

"Where to escape!" Xiao Qingfeng would never give up until he killed the other party, and drove the black eagle towards Jiang Yuan.

When the young man on the ground saw Jiang Yuan landing, his face changed greatly, and he immediately raised his bow and arrows and shot towards Jiang Yuan. At the same time, the burly man also took out his bow and arrows, and shot arrows towards Jiang Yuan like a young man.

"Damn! Damn! y'all deserve to die!"

As the saying goes, the house leak happened to rain overnight. The current Jiangyuan is the truest portrayal. Because he broke his arm and escaped all the way, he is in a bad state now. In normal times, it would be easy to dodge these arrows, but now it is extremely difficult.

There were chasing soldiers in the back and strong enemies in front, this situation made Jiang Yuan feel a sense of despair.

Xiao Qingfeng, who was on the back of the black eagle, saw two people shooting arrows at Jiang Yuan below, his eyes lit up, he held a sword in his right hand, and quickly pinched the trick with his left hand, and after a while, he looked at Jiang Yuan in the air and shouted in a low voice: "Ding!"

Just when Xiao Qingfeng was decided, Jiang Yuan, who was originally going to dodge the arrows, suddenly paused. At this moment, two arrows snorted into the body. After being hit by the arrow, Jiang Yuan's body was in a mess, and he stumbled under his feet and fell directly from the air.

Seeing this rare opportunity, Xiao Qingfeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and with a movement of his feet, he jumped directly from the back of the black eagle. The person was still in the air, and the sword had already shot, and he directly shot the Yuanyang sword like a flying knife.

Swish!

The sword flashed, and Jiang Yuan's head rushed to the sky.

Since then, a generation of foundation-building monks has fallen!

After killing Jiang Yuan, Xiao Qingfeng touched each other's feet, and after a while, he landed steadily. At this moment, the old man of the Wuzhen Sect also flew down.

"Senior Feng Long, I've seen Qingyun's senior!" Seeing the old man coming down, the young man turned over and dismounted, and walked to the old man to greet him.

"Senior Feng Hu, I've seen Senior Qingyun!" At this time, the burly man also ran over to greet Dao.

Seeing Feng Long and Feng Hu brothers, the old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It turned out to be your brother." Nice!

"The seniors praised it falsely!" the Feng Long brothers said modestly in unison.

Feng Long?Feng Hu?

Xiao Qingfeng, who had taken back the Yuanyang Sword, heard these two names, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked the two of them up and down. Seeing that the faces of the two brothers were extremely similar to the person in their impressions, they already had the answer in their hearts. (To be continued.) )