The four generals of the demon family took advantage of the chaos to escape from the barracks, identified the direction at will, and fled straight to Bishui Pass, and escaped less than thirty miles, and saw a general riding a colorful sacred cow from afar.

The four brothers have been in Chengtang for many years, and they are very familiar with Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng.

"Now that I have lost a big defeat, I have broken the magic weapon, and I have folded 50,000 troops, and I have fled back to Chaoge like this, and I can't escape the responsibility, and now I met Huang Feihu, a traitor, and I just captured him and atoned for my sins to the Taishi. Mo Li Qing stopped and looked at Mo Li Hong and Mo Li Hai. Although the two of them were embarrassed at this time, their basic combat power was still there, and it was expected that they would be able to capture Huang Feihu.

"Big brother, you should take good care of the fourth. Mo Lihai put down the Mo Li Shou on his back, and then glanced at Mo Li Hong, and rushed forward with their weapons.

Huang Feihu urged his mount to rush forward, and suddenly felt two murderous forces attacking suddenly, and subconsciously pulled out the Tiger Head Swallowing Dragon Spear, concentrating on vigilance.

Secretly, two fierce and vicious men walked out, one left and one right, outflanking Huang Feihu, and the murderous machine just now was exactly what they sent.

"Moli Hong, Moli Hai......" Huang Feihu's tiger eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying killing machine flowed out of his body, "Look at your embarrassed appearance, the big camp has been lost, right? ”

"Traitor, your seventh generation of the Huang family is a loyal martyr, and you are such a rebel, today my brother will capture you and send you to Chaoge to ask for guilt. Mo Lihai shouted, and the long sword at his waist swept towards Huang Feihu.

The demon on the side shot almost at the same time, and the long sword stabbed out at a tricky angle, but the target was the sacred cow under Huang Feihu's crotch.

"Bold—"

Huang Feihu shouted, and the spear swept away, swinging away the long sword of the demon Lihong, and forcing the demon Lihai to retreat, "Today is your brother's death." ”

The furious tiger roar sounded, the rudiments of Jin Ge Iron Horse's will to kill the white tiger appeared, and Huang Feihu's momentum rose a hundred times, and even the air was full of viscous aura.

"Will...... You actually cultivated to become a Martial Jin Immortal?" The demon brothers were so excited by this momentum that they suddenly lost their souls, and they couldn't regain the heart to fight, so they fled in the wilderness.

"Where to go?"

Huang Feihu urged the colorful sacred cow, one person and one ride, like an impact of thousands of troops.

In the midst of the tragic killing, the Tiger Head Dragon Swallowing Spear pierced through the chest of the Demon Sea, and with the rain of blood falling in the sky, the soul of the Demon Sea God floated to the Fengshen Platform.

"Your brothers are dead, what are you still alive for?" One blow slashed the Demon Lihai, and Huang Feihu's momentum became even more violent.

Seeing his brother dead, Mo Lihong calmed down, "I'm a step general, how to run past the colorful sacred cow, now the eldest brother and the fourth brother are not far away, and Huang Feihu must not be allowed to find them." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Lihong's flustered pace suddenly stopped, and a bronze giant sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and his eyes were indifferent, and the expression just now was like two people.

"Didn't you run away?" Huang Feihu looked at Mo Lihong, but the spear in his hand did not hesitate.

"It's just death, why am I afraid?" Mo Lihong laughed miserably, and his sword went straight up, at this moment, his martial arts power was fully exuberant and vivid.

It's a pity that the gap is too big, even if it plays perfectly, it is just a mantis arm as a car, and it can't escape death.

Sanhe, only carried three rounds, Huang Feihu's spear pierced his chest again, and a true spirit floated to the Fengshen Platform This time, it was the second demon who was red.

"You are a martial artist, but the revenge of killing your son is not shared-" Killing the demon Lihong, Huang Feihu did not hesitate at all.

......

When Yang Jian packed up the Yin Shang camp and handed over the order to Yang Jiao, it was already dawn.

As soon as Yang Jian stepped into the gate of the Yang Mansion, his eyes were attracted by the two heads on the ground: "Moli Sea, Moli Hong, it seems that the eldest brother really has no last resort." ”

"This is not in my calculations, it is all King Wucheng's bravery. Yang Jiao looked to the side, where Huang Feihu was standing with his hands tied, his face was not sad or happy.

"King Wucheng is back. Yang Jian's gaze followed Yang Jiao to Huang Feihu.

"General Yang. Huang Feihu nodded and said, "I rushed back last night, but the bones of Tianhua disappeared mysteriously, I don't know if General Yang knows a thing or two?"

"The bones of the Tianhua disappeared?" Yang Jian was taken aback, "Really?"

"Yes, Zhou Ji and the others who were guarding the spirit did not notice it in the slightest, as if they had disappeared out of thin air. Yang Jiao explained.

Huang Feihu's gaze fell on Yang Jian: "If it is as expected by the military advisor, Tianhua must have been taken away by his master, and asked General Yang to convey it on his behalf, even if he is dead, it is also the heroic soul of my Huang family, and it should be buried in my Huang family." ”

"I will find out at this time. Yang Jian nodded solemnly, signaled to Yang Jiao again, and turned to leave.

After Yang Jian left, Yang Jiao spoke again: "Although Tianhua has been in a coma, his soul has not yet left the body, and there is still a turning point for rebirth, you can relax, his master is a golden immortal, maybe he is trying to heal." ”

"As Lord Cheng said, I will go home first. Huang Feihu was not in his mind at this time, he was dazed, and he went back directly.

After Huang Feihu left, Yuan Hong's figure quietly appeared, and then nodded to Yang Jiao.

"Qingxu Moral True Monarch has repeatedly saved General Huang's family, this kindness will definitely be on Jiang Ziya in the future, it seems that our Prime Minister Jiang is not dead yet. Yang Jiao turned around and sat down, his eyes fell faintly on the two bloody heads outside the hall, "Hang it at the city gate and hang it for public display." ”

Outside the hall, a soldier came out in response to the call, took two heads, and left.

"My lord, your luck is now connected to the entire Xiqi, as long as you are on the territory of Xiqi, even if Jiang Ziya invites all the golden immortals of the master's sect, there is nothing to be done, why should you worry about it?" Yuan Hong said contemptuously.

"Under the saint's door, the magic power is vast, not to mention that the lamp is not a fuel-efficient lamp, maybe there will be some way. What is Jiang Ziya doing these days?" Yang Jiao asked casually.

"It is said that there is nothing wrong with singing the Yellow Court all day long and living a hermit-like life. Yuan Hong replied.

"No problem is the biggest problem, plus keep an eye on it. Yang Jiao didn't wrinkle and said: "After Huang Tianhua died, I always had a bad premonition, and today Huang Feihu killed the four generals of the Demon Family, this premonition is even more obvious." ”

"Tianji Hall's secret report, the strange person behind the four generals of the demon family is a monk called the Law Ring, and it is said that he has cultivated to the Golden Immortal. Now that we have beheaded the four generals of the Demon Family, will we provoke him?" Yuan Hong guessed.

"A wild road golden immortal, even if it is powerful, how powerful can it be?" Yang Jiao waved his hand, "It's good to pay attention to Jiang Ziya's movements, I always feel that it's not that simple." ”

Yuan Hong nodded, and also turned around.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I have the opportunity now, as long as I take every step of the way, I am a strong golden immortal, what is there to fear?" Yang Jiao held the treasure money in his hand, and there was a faint murderous flow in his eyes.

Yang Jiao has been cautious since he stepped into the red dust, after the catastrophe began, except for the first battle of Wuyi Mountain, there was no killing, and he also tried his best to restrain his subordinates to kill less, otherwise with Yuan Hong's temperament, how could the four generals of the demon family escape from the barracks?

It's just that even so, he always senses a murderous force lingering in his heart, as if the disaster of killing is coming at any time. This feeling was once unprecedentedly strong in the face of the burning lamp, and now with the return of Huang Feihu, this feeling began to emerge strongly again.