Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 212 The Battle of Iron Heart

Chapter 210 Two Iron Heart War

Zhu Wen looked at the enchanting woman in front of him suspiciously, the poisonous bee didn't point at the man in silver armor, but bent his fingers at the moment of the move!It is her unique skill - Butterfly Bee Hundred Flowers Palm!

However, the silver-armored man still didn't understand that even if the opponent suddenly changed his move midway, his silver spear should be one step faster.Until the last moment, when the light on the gun blade was only an inch away from the skin of the back of the woman's neck, a strange sense of powerlessness caused Zhu Wen's right-handed gun, which he had been used to for decades, to falter.

It was at this moment of frustration that the poisonous bee's palm of flowers was printed on the chest of the young cavalry general.

At this time, the woman's enchanting body was tightly attached to the white-faced young man's body, as if to answer the man's doubts, the woman said softly: "The previous finger is poisonous!"

Following the words of the poisonous bee, the last gleam of light in the eyes of the silver-armored youth also disappeared sadly.

Fallen Leaf City, one of the four cavalry generals, the chivalrous Zhu Wen, fell.

However, the young man's body did not fall off the horse immediately, the enchanting woman's palm was pressed tightly against the opponent's chest, and her tumbling inner strength kept the opponent's body in the same posture.

It wasn't that Poisonous Bee didn't want to leave, but that she had already become the target of public criticism. As the surrounding cavalry gradually gathered, more and more demon-breaking crossbows aimed at the figures of the two of them.It's just that these iron cavalry are still not sure about Zhu Wen's life or death. If they know that their cavalry general is dead, she believes that these soldiers will also shoot her without hesitation.

It only took one breath, but this breath seemed extraordinarily long for the enchanting woman.Dozens of warriors wearing iron chain inner armor appeared in the surrounding dense forest.This dramatic change successfully diverted everyone's attention away from the poisonous bee.

The BMW under the man's crotch took two steps forward. The woman seized the opportunity and disappeared into the dense forest beside her.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud whistle, a large number of guards in iron clothes flashed out from the surrounding dense forest.

Ordinary warriors who lack the leadership of a general, even equipped with a magic-breaking crossbow, are no match for this group of warriors in the realm of power.

The killing lasted for more than half an hour, and this group of iron cavalry from the so-called invincible division of Luoye County left the lives of more than 150 soldiers and fled.

The poisonous bee led a group of people to pursue for more than ten miles, and then gave up the final siege.

"My lord, I have received a letter from Queshan Camp!" A strong man bowed to report.

Then the moonlight in the sky, the enchanting woman quickly read the text message in her hand, and then turned to tell everyone: "A letter from Queshan Camp, Yinren Village has been besieged by iron cavalry from Fallen Leaf City, everyone, come back with me to help Tiexin!"

There were four teams of guards Tie Yi immediately bowed to his orders.

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Yi Xifeng silently circulated the inner strength of his whole body. Yesterday when he was dealing with Helian Tiexin, he was inspired by Lin Fenghuo's "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire", and created his own unique skill in one fell swoop - "Jiangjinjiu".

By using the Suxin wine developed by himself, he has increased his inner strength in one fell swoop, breaking through to the sword light state.Although it can only last for one cup of tea, it is this short cup of tea time that allows the fair and clean boy to initially come into contact with the awning realm.

Since that day at Liangchengang, after the Baijing boy, Zhao Long, and Wang Bodang received the clothes of the guard iron clothes, the boy has been silently urging himself, because he understands the advantages of all his hard work before, as he became the guard iron clothes At that moment, it disappeared without a trace.

He used to be a young man with martial arts skills. He was able to master his whole body at the age of five. He practiced the art of controlling the energy of alcohol, and added the medicinal wine he made himself.Yi Xifeng once became the most powerful martial arts boy in Yinren Village.

Afterwards, he participated in the Martial Arts Competition. Through pre-competition training and group arena selection, the white and clean boy finally found a trace of his true martial arts, with the help of Guizang's scabbard and Ye Jianhanxing.He also became one of the twelve masters of Yanwu, and also one of the most powerful men in Yinren Village.

However, when he joined Iron Clothes, all this quietly changed.The surrounding robes are also cultivated in the realm of power, and the enemies he faces have gradually come into contact with the level of the chivalrous.Since then, except for Xing Lao Wu and Xing Lao Si, two warriors in the aura realm, who were personally killed by him, none of the other powerful enemies could be independently resisted by the innocent boy.

This sense of oppression caused by the difference in strength made the young man a little breathless, and at the same time strengthened his determination to move towards the cultivation base of the Mang Realm.

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Yi Xifeng slowly opened his eyes, and retracted his strong internal energy into his body.What caught the eyes of the young man was the fiery bonfire a foot away in front of him. It was already late at night, and most of the people had already returned to their tents to rest, except for the patrolling guards in the camp.

The Bai Jing boy did not practice in the camp because his internal strength was released during cultivation, and his internal strength fluctuated more than ordinary people.At this time, a piercing sound sounded from behind him.

"Shh!"

Yi Xifeng completely subconsciously used a sword-drawing posture, and then caught the blow.

"what?"

A soft "huh" came from behind the young man. Hearing this voice, the Bai Jing young man was immediately relieved, because he had already judged the identity of this person.

Yi Xifeng put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and bowed and said, "Boy Yi Xifeng, I pay my respects to Captain Qingzhu."

The person who came was none other than Qingzhu, the main participant in this mission.

The middle-aged man looked at the boy in front of him and praised: "The basic skills of the little guy are really solid!"

The white and clean boy quietly raised his head and glanced at the other party. Seeing the man's eyes full of admiration, he didn't know what the other party meant.He could only smile shyly and scratch his head.

Qingzhu continued to ask: "Looking at your swordsmanship, you should be under the tutelage of Captain Cheng Tao, right?"

Yi Xifeng nodded obediently.

"However, your path of martial arts is not the way of Captain Cheng Tao's chasing after wind, but you have been influenced a lot by Master Cheng Qian."

The white and clean boy's eyes lit up slightly, not because the other party could see the depth of his cultivation, but because of the other party's sentence "Master Cheng Qian".

For the past three years, the young man has been practicing with Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao. After getting along day and night, he gradually noticed something.Among them, what puzzled him the most was why Li Chengqian had such abilities, but he was still willing to be a martial arts instructor whose status was not very high.

You must know that in the past three years, because of their different ideas, the two brothers often used Yi Xifeng to compete.

It is often that you teach one trick, and I teach another trick, and then compare and compare who taught it better and taught it better.Although the two are evenly matched, the Bai Jing boy found that Li Chengtao would take it seriously every time they fought, while Li Chengqian was much more casual.

But the result was still evenly matched, and the slovenly middle-aged man did not lose the slightest bit of wind.

"Senior, please advise me!" Yi Xifeng stopped thinking about it, and asked the middle-aged patrol team.

(End of this chapter)