Beiju Luzhou, deep in the 100,000 mountains, Wucheng Palace.

Huang Feihu is wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, holding a tiger head swallowing dragon spear, is practicing marksmanship on the martial arts field, more than ten years, Huang Feihu has been fighting for many years, and now the will of the white tiger has been successfully promoted to the Nine Heavens, plus the commander of the army, its combat power is so strong, it is also the number one among the countless golden immortal powerhouses in the Three Realms.

However, for his own strength, Huang Feihu has a deep desire and never dares to slack off.

This is not only because of his own strong will, but also because of the current situation that he can't wait.

"Roar—"

The spear broke through the air, the gun intent was vertical and horizontal, the furious spear continued to stab out, and bursts of tiger roars sounded, and the entire martial arts arena seemed extremely slaughtering.

"Kill—"

Huang Feihu roared angrily and stabbed out the last shot, and the void faintly rippled under this shot, as if he couldn't withstand the violent bombardment.

"King, king, there is good news from the front line, Marshal Liu ambushed Yuan Hong, the commander of the forbidden army, on Luofeng Mountain, and defeated him with serious injuries, and even the three thousand forbidden troops with him were killed. ”

As soon as Huang Feihu's gun stopped, a figure of a captain in the distance quickly came over, running and shouting loudly.

Hearing the news, Huang Feihu's originally expressionless face suddenly became ugly, but this emotion only flashed, and then changed to a happy look.

After putting away the spear, Huang Feihu slowly walked down the martial arts arena, took the good news from the captain's hand, and said, "Marshal Liu is really conscientious!"

"Your Majesty, Marshal Liu has just returned, and he is waiting to be summoned in the White Tiger Hall. The lieutenant said again.

"This king knows, go down. Huang Feihu waved his hand, and the captain went down in response.

When the lieutenant's figure disappeared, Huang Feihu's face suddenly became ugly: "This damn Liu Yu." It was hidden so deep at the beginning, and now my whole reckless momentum is like a rainbow, and I am about to do a fake show, and now even Yuan Hong's guy is seriously injured, alas......"

Liu Mi is the six-eared macaque king of the eight demon kings who infiltrated the wilderness on the order of the demon master Kunpeng.

The wilderness is a place where the demon clan gathers. The army under Huang Feihu's command was also full of demon clans, so when the Macaque King lurked in, he didn't notice it at all.

After the Macaque King entered the army, although he hid his strength, he was quickly promoted in the war, and in ten years, he had completely won the trust of Huang Feihu, and then it took another ten years to conquer the entire army of reckless wilderness.

Arguably. In the minds of the reckless army, the identity of Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, is the same as the identity of Marshal Liu of the Macaque King.

What's even worse is that the six-eared macaque, which even Yuan Hong can defeat, is far from being able to defeat him, even if he repeatedly wants to calculate each other. It was also easily avoided in the past.

When facing the macaque king, Huang Feihu sometimes even had a feeling of facing Yang Jiao.

"Whew-"

There was a sudden gust of wind blowing on the martial arts arena. Huang Feihu subconsciously turned around, and saw a familiar figure in the middle of the martial arts arena - Yang Jiao.

"Your Highness, you're finally back!" Huang Feihu was overjoyed when he saw Yang Jiao.

"Come on, I haven't seen you in twenty years, let me see how much you've grown!" The person who came was Yang Jiao. He was dressed in white and beckoned to Huang Feihu with a smile.

"Boom-"

Huang Feihu's body suddenly rose straight up, and with a big hand, the tiger-headed dragon swallowing spear reappeared in his palm, and his wrist moved. turned into a shadow of gunfire in the sky and shrouded towards Yang Jiao.

"Good fellow, no small progress. ”

Yang Jiao looked at the shadow of the spear in the sky, and couldn't help but admire, and then raised his middle index finger, and pointed like a knife, cutting into the shadow of the gun in the sky at will.

"Dingdingding......"

A crisp and dense collision sounded, and sparks flew as if two weapons were really colliding.

Under the pressure of the Macaque King, Huang Feihu's marksmanship has indeed improved a lot, at least at this time, the shadows of the guns in front of Yang Jiao's eyes are all real, and there is no afterimage.

However, Huang Feihu's marksmanship has improved a lot, and these dense gun shadows not only exist, but even faintly form a formation, which complements each other, making the marksmanship more powerful.

"Roar—"

With a loud tiger roar, Huang Feihu's combat power was fully opened, and he no longer had the slightest hand, and his use of will had also reached the third level, but after getting used to the Tiger Head Devouring Dragon Spear, he attached the power of his will to it, and the power was not at all.

"Is it the Nine Heavens? Progress is really fast!"

Feeling the compelling momentum coming from Huang Feihu's body, Yang Jiao smiled slightly, a strange will spread out around his body, and immediately stretched out his big hand, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife appeared in his palm.

"Boom-"

The two figures burst out at the same time, the knives and guns collided instantly, making a huge roar, and in an instant, a figure was violently knocked away from the collision and smashed to the ground.

"Boom-"

There was a loud bang, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the big knife in Yang Jiao's hand disappeared again, and he stood at the place of battle, quietly looking below.

Huang Feihu's majestic figure rushed out of the smoke and dust, and a tattered armor was pulled off by him, revealing a black coat inside.

"Your Highness is Your Highness, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and I'm not an opponent anymore. ”

Huang Feihu admired, at the moment of the fight just now, he felt that his White Tiger Will of the Nine Heavens was instantly suppressed, and he could only exert the power equivalent to the ordinary Triple Heaven, so he was blasted out in an instant.

"Your progress is not small, now that Yuan Hong abuses you again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!" Yang Jiao's figure fell to the ground and said with a smile.

"Alas-" Speaking of Yuan Hong, Huang Feihu couldn't help but sigh lightly, and then the light in his hand flashed, and he handed over the information he had just obtained to Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao was a little surprised after reading it: "I also heard some news before, I didn't think he would be able to hurt Yuan Hong!"

"I still had some scruples before, but now that His Highness has returned, naturally I have nothing to scruple about!" Huang Feihu said.

Huang Feihu has been reckless for so many years, and he has naturally been aware of the Macaque King's thoughts, but because of his strong strength, he has only tried it a few times, and he has not really torn his face.

But now that Yang Jiao has returned, Huang Feihu has confidence in his heart, no matter how strong the Macaque King is, can he still be stronger than His Royal Highness?

You must know that a few decades ago, Yang Jiao was able to beat the second-ranked Jiao Demon King among the eight demon kings, and he was a fifth-ranked macaque king, so he was naturally not an opponent.

"I haven't done it for many years, and today is just the right time to be a thug for you!" Yang Jiao understood Huang Feihu's intentions, and immediately smiled when he heard this.

"Don't dare!" Huang Feihu said.

"Let's go, now that the goal has been achieved, these years, I have suffered you!" Yang Jiao patted Huang Feihu on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go and meet the guy who can seriously injure Yuan Hong." (To be continued.) )