Tianni Xuandian

All the Feng Clan warriors were shocked by Feng Xiaofeng's thunderous method, and rushed down the mountain facing their scalps.

Facing the already courageous Wind Clan warriors, Yu Shijie led the [-] Yu Shi Clan warriors in ambush, feeling secretly refreshed, but the bows and arrows in his hands did not relax at all, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemies.

With a gloomy expression on Feng Xiaofeng's face, he led the remaining Fengzu warriors to finally break through the 300-man ambush circle led by Yu Shijie, and rushed down the mountain quickly.

Feng Xiaofeng was secretly depressed, if he hadn't been careless and underestimated the opponent's strength, how could he have such a disastrous defeat.

Even if they break out of the opponent's ambush, what can the remaining defeated soldiers do?And I don't know if there are other ambushes ahead.

Wanting to retreat, those ambush soldiers who had been ambushing there had rushed out like wolves and tigers, and with their own fighters who had lost their fighting spirit, they could no longer contend with them.

Without even thinking about it, he led the crowd all the way down the mountain. This dense jungle undoubtedly became the nightmare of all Wind Clan warriors.

If this battle to attack the Yushi tribe is successful, then the shadows in the hearts of these soldiers probably will not dissipate for the rest of their lives, so at this time Feng Xiaofeng felt very regretful.

It's just that it's too late to regret now, so he gritted his teeth tightly and gave the order to charge forward.

A heart has already begun to be confused, and all the military strategies learned in the Wuhua Empire have been left behind. At this moment, Feng Xiaofeng no longer has the composure before.

Not only Feng Xiaofeng, but also the rest of the Wind Clan warriors, while running forward, looked left and right, for fear that one or two sharp arrows would be shot diagonally again, and their lives would be taken away for nothing.

Although Yu Shijie led the 300 people to follow all the way, he was not in a hurry to catch up with them.

Seeing that the number of Feng Clan warriors is no more than 400 at most, and many of them lost their weapons, but the trapped beasts are still fighting, and there will be casualties on their own side, especially Nangong Ruoli has ordered before that the battlefield will be set at the foot of the mountain.

It will be the place where the two sides will fight to the death, so the three hundred Yushi tribe warriors are all waiting for the last chance.

Yu Shijie was also extremely excited. If it wasn't for Nangong Ruoli's arrangement, this battle would never have achieved such an effect.

Thinking about it, Feng Xiaofeng rushed to the foot of the mountain with more than [-] remnants of the Feng clan.

With a bright light in front of him, Feng Xiaofeng also felt a lot more relaxed, even if he was not out of danger, it was still better than being attacked by that cold arrow in the forest.

Glancing at the more than 400 remnants and defeated generals behind him, Feng Xiaofeng sighed and said, "We've lost this battle, so we shouldn't stay here for a long time. We'll move closer to Yaoshan immediately and join the clansmen there!"

Although the soldiers of the Wind Clan were exhausted at this time, their lives were at stake, and they did not hesitate at all. Following Feng Xiaofeng's order, they rushed towards Yaoshan Mountain.

Yu Shijie led [-] warriors of the Yushi tribe to follow behind, continuing to move forward.

Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help frowning when he saw the Yushi Clan fighters behind the team, and immediately handed over the command to a small captain beside him, while he retreated to the back of the team to prevent the Yushi Clan from suddenly attacking.

At this moment, Nangong Ruoli was leading [-] Yushi Clan warriors, and was lying in ambush among the bushes on one side. Through the lush branches and leaves, he could see the remnants of the Feng Clan soldiers approaching quickly.

The corner of Nangong Ruoli's mouth curled into a sneer, his calculation was correct, Feng Xiaofeng really chose the direction of Yaoshan, and this direction happened to have the hundred soldiers that Nangong Ruoli had left in the mountain depression before.

"Whoosh—" sharp arrows cut through the night sky, covering the Wind Clan warriors overwhelmingly.

Feng Xiaofeng's face froze in an instant, and his heart sank suddenly, while the Feng Clan warriors who were rushing forward all showed a look of despair, and even forgot to dodge.

Countless Wind Clan fighters kept falling down, a stern look flashed across Feng Xiaofeng's face, behind him Yu Shijie was about to arrive with 300 people, there was interception in front, and pursuers behind, they had no way out Refundable.

The screams came one after another, in Feng Xiaofeng's ears, every sound seemed to be a mockery and sarcasm to him, making his heart gradually go crazy.

"Kill—" Nangong Ruoli narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly gave an order, and the [-] Yushi Clan soldiers who were ambushing behind him immediately swarmed towards the remnants of the Feng Clan soldiers who were facing forward.

At the same time, Yu Shijie also brought 300 people to kill him. With a flick of his long sword, countless crimson sword shadows appeared, and he directly attacked Feng Xiaofeng.

The master Feng Xiaofeng is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence in the Wind Clan team at this time, and Yu Shijie is the most powerful master on his side, so he is duty bound.

"Yu Shijie, give me your life!" Feng Xiaofeng shouted almost crazily, the long knife slashed out, and the sharp light of the knife swept out immediately.

"Peng——" the white blade glow directly split into Yu Shijie's sword shadow, smashing most of the countless sword shadows into pieces, and collided fiercely with the long sword in his hand.

"Pfft——" Yu Shijie spit out a small mouthful of blood, and staggered back. He didn't expect Feng Xiaofeng to be so crazy and use such a desperate way of fighting.

Feng Xiaofeng didn't feel well either, that knife blocked most of Yu Shijie's sword energy, but there was still a small part of the sword energy that was not shattered by the blade light, and all of it was cut on Feng Xiaofeng's body.

The snow-white gown was immediately stained red with blood, and more than a dozen wounds, large and small, appeared on Feng Xiaofeng's body, which was shocking.

A flicker of madness flashed in his eyes, Feng Xiaofeng's face twisted slightly, he swung his long knife, and the light of the knife pierced through the air, completely ignoring his injuries, he rushed towards Yu Shijie directly.

Yu Shijie squinted his eyes slightly, suppressing the churning energy and blood, his sword moved lightly, and tightly wrapped around Feng Xiaofeng.

Feng Xiaofeng has lost his mind at this time, he is like a fighting machine, he will definitely suffer a big loss if he fights head-on, Yu Shijie is not stupid, he knows how to fight at this time.

At this moment, the fighters from both sides are also fighting together, Nangong Ruoli is even more in the lead, his thin body is constantly shuttling among the crowd, the dagger in his hand is like a poisonous snake in the dark night, every time he swings it, he will take away a fresh s life.

At this time, Nangong Ruoli was running in the direction where Feng Xiaofeng and Yu Shijie were fighting. Because of the two people's true energy flying across, there was a vacuum within a radius of three zhang.

No one dared to approach, because the chaotic sword energy could kill the nearby people at any time, and the two people in the battle couldn't stop it from happening.

The [-] Yushi warriors who were originally arranged by Nangong Ruoli in the small mountain col rushed over with their weapons brandishing. With their participation, it is believed that the remnants of the Fengzu will be annexed soon.

So Nangong Ruoli is no longer worried about the battle situation at this time, the only thing he is worried about is Feng Xiaofeng in front of him, just like Feng Xiaofeng before, if Feng Xiaofeng defeats Yu Shijie, then even if the Yushi clan can win, they will definitely win Many soldiers will be sacrificed for nothing.

Therefore, Feng Xiaofeng had to be dealt with first, so Nangong Ruoli rushed towards Feng Xiaofeng without even thinking about it.

The eighteen throwing knives have all been recovered one by one by the dedicated Yushi clan warriors and put back in their cuffs.

But Nangong Ruoli didn't want to use the flying knife stunt right now. He controlled two flying knives to change directions at the same time before, and the strong sense of collapse made him a little scared.

Right now he was on the battlefield, so he didn't dare to be sloppy at all. If he couldn't kill his opponent with one blow, then he might be killed back. Nangong Ruoli, who had died once, cherished his life even more.

Tian Ni's true qi circulated in the meridians, but Nangong Ruoli didn't seem to notice that his true qi had changed slightly at this time.

The originally gray zhenqi has now turned into a light white color. Although it is not as pure white as the Fengzu zhenqi, the breath is more mellow and positive.

Quietly approaching Feng Xiaofeng less than a foot away, Nangong Ruoli sneered slightly, all of Tianni's true energy was poured into his arms and dagger, without a single trace of true energy leaking out.

"Huh—" the dagger was drawn out, only bringing out a faint sound of wind, and it stabbed Feng Xiaofeng's vest accurately.

Although Nangong Ruoli struck quickly and fiercely, but that murderous aura still made Feng Xiaofeng feel it ahead of time, narrowly avoiding the vital point of the vest.

Even so, there was still a deep scar on the right back.

With a backhand slash towards Nangong Ruoli, Feng Xiaofeng felt annoyed and shouted sharply: "Boy, how dare you sneak attack!"

Nangong Ruoli lowered his head to avoid the slashed long knife, and said with a chuckle: "Battle is cruel, there is only victory or defeat, there is no such thing as sneak attack or not sneak attack, you know that soldiers are not tired of cheating!"

"Nonsense, I still use you to teach me—" Feng Xiao Xifeng couldn't help being even more surprised when he saw that Nangong Ruoli was only about ten years old.

While dazed, his left arm was cut open with a bloody wound by Yu Shijie's long sword.

Roaring up to the sky, Feng Xiaofeng was almost driven mad by Nangong Ruoli, his elusive melee combat was impeccable, coupled with Yu Shijie's stormy swordsmanship, the wounds on his body were constantly increasing, but there was nothing way.

Moreover, Nangong Ruoli was extremely slippery, and if he missed a hit, he would run away immediately, without giving him the slightest chance to fight back, which made Feng Xiaofeng roar even more.

The sound of the battle gradually stopped, Feng Xiaofeng was finally exhausted, and fell to the ground on his back, with large and small wounds on his body that were nearly white.

As a young general of the younger generation of the Feng Clan, Feng Xiaofeng was extremely aggrieved, he was tortured to death by the two of them, there was no chance for him to get lucky.

The death of the coach made the remaining Wind Clan fighters also lose their fighting spirit, and this unfair battle ended with the victory of the Rain Master Clan again.

Yu Shijie's eyes sparkled brightly, and when he walked up to Nangong Ruoli, he was about to speak, when the sound of hurried footsteps came from the woods.

"There are enemies!" Yu Shijie shouted almost reflexively.

Nangong Ruoli shook his head, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhengfei and the others, they came back victorious and joined us!"