The Supreme God Reincarnated in the City

Huh!

Jiuhe's pupils shrank fiercely, and he glanced at Bai Feng in amazement. Although he knew that Bai Feng was a military god, he only knew his fame. But speaking of it, he still doesn't know Bai Feng's record. Now listen. When Bai Feng opened his mouth, he was taken aback.

After that, Jiuhe smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Haha, good, good! Then I'll look at your methods later."

Bai Feng hugged his hands in front of his chest, still looking like he was pulling, and nodded with a smile, glanced at Chen Yu who was sitting on the stone mountain, and smiled indifferently.

"This Chen Yu's own strength is good, but marching to fight? He is not in my eyes. The art of war is to rely on one battle, one command after another, to be able to accumulate experience and integrate everything. He is this At this age, how many battles can you experience? How much experience can you have? Personal strength can meet adventures or inheritance and inherit, but the art of war? Hehe, the gap in time cannot be made up by so-called adventures!"

Bai Feng seemed to point to the world, speaking lightly, with absolute confidence.

"Even if it is me, I am still in the process of continuous learning. I don't know how many times of life and death can I achieve today in the art of war. Even if he goes against the sky, he will only be against the sky. consider."

A dozen people all nodded, agreeing with Bai Feng's words. They have gone through such a long life. Of course, they know that it is easy to create a master, but they want to create a general who can lead the war and is invincible. How difficult it is!

After all, a master only needs to practice himself, but if you are marching and fighting, there are too many factors to consider. Climate, popularity, situation, geography, the difference in combat power between the two sides, etc., can not be mastered by just practicing. .

The title of the god of war is played out in battle after battle!

"This time, Chen Yu will lose!"

"Yes! Zhenxian and Army God, together, how can Chen Yu have a chance to win?"

"Hehe, it seems we don't have a chance to make a shot, so let's watch the military god's exhibition match."

Smiles are all over the faces of those who have just appeared.

"Bai Feng, you mustn't take it lightly and capsize in the gutter."

Jiuhe reminded.

Bai Feng smiled and said indifferently: "I know that the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, although he is not even a rabbit, but I will not despise him. I hope he can last a quarter of an hour, otherwise, It’s too boring."

With a violent wave of his hand, the smile on Bai Feng's face suddenly disappeared, and two cold lights burst out of his eyes, staring at Chen Yu.

"Mr. Chen, please!"

Chen Yu nodded, and then pointed out, all of the golden soldiers moved!

At the same time, Bai Feng was also sitting in the clouds, waving his sleeves, among the nine dead cranes, all the soldiers who had been melted by the sea moved their bodies and suddenly raised their heads, moving like a merciless war machine. pace.

"Ju Liuhe, strangling!"

Bai Feng opened his mouth. This is the command language he set up when he marches and fights all year round. Every sentence is concise and concise, and the corresponding is the direction of each soldier in this unknown army.

In an instant, a thousand soldiers suddenly mobilized, using four as a unit, following a special trajectory, wandering among the nine dead Heming formations, but in a moment they occupied six positions and began to attack Chen Yu!

Chen Yu's expression was calm and silent, but the golden soldier also moved.

In an instant, among the nine dead Heming formations, Heming shook the sky. Under the control of Jiuhe, he turned into flying cranes and plunged into the battle between the two sides.

The two are like two chess players, playing in the nine dead Heming formation.

"Elder, do you think Mr. Chen can win?" Shui Rou asked worriedly.

Wen Qian's face was extremely solemn, and said: "It's difficult, it's too difficult! Bai Feng is a legendary military god, and Jiuhe is an immortal formation. Now that the two of them work together, this formation is huge for Bai Feng. Help, but for Mr. Chen, it is a powerful obstacle. When the two armies are facing each other, he must not only guard against Bai Feng's art of war, but also always guard against the nine dead Heming formation, which is almost impossible to succeed!"

Shui Rou's face changed, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is too unfair!"

"Fairness?" Wen Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head, "How can there be any fairness? Since Mr. Chen is to be the overlord of Tianxie Xingzhou, he can't avoid any kind of challenge. The rules have been set, even if it is. It's not fair, Mr. Chen will continue! This is the path Mr. Chen chose, and he must go on!"

Shui Rou was startled, her eyes turned to the field, her fists clenched tightly, an expression of worry on her face.

Not only him, but everyone including Prajna Liuli was full of worries, but Jiacui was still heartless, sitting by the side taking the pill, and even yawned.

The game between the two sides continues.

However, in just one minute, Jiuhe and Bai Feng had the absolute upper hand. Even people who didn't understand the art of war could see that Bai Feng's command was well-founded and had a special sense of beauty.And there is a feeling of indestructible and unbreakable.It was like an iron-blooded soldier, full of irresistible feeling.

But on Chen Yu's side, a thousand soldiers were like headless flies, completely messy and disorganized. Under the encirclement and suppression of the Baifeng soldiers, struggling to support them, it seemed that the next moment, they would be completely finished.

"Hey, as expected, the gap is too big! This time Mr. Chen will lose!" Someone shook his head and sighed.

In the sky, those people curled their lips when they saw this scene, a little disdainful.

"I thought this guy has what he can do. I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable? It doesn't take long for this battle to be distinguished."

"Yeah, just another hour? I'm afraid he may not be able to hold on for ten minutes."

Jiuhe also smiled softly and said, "Bai Feng, I want to apologize to you. It seems that Chen Yu has no chance to pose a threat to you."

Bai Feng smiled, but his brows wrinkled.

For some reason, although it seems that he has an absolute advantage on the scene now, there is a trace of anxiety in his heart.This ray of anxiety is the sixth sense he formed after experiencing so many wars, surpassing the art of war, and has become a soldier's instinct.And this feeling, in Bai Feng's military career, has made him stage a comeback in despair many times.

Something is wrong!

Very wrong!

What is going wrong? Why do I feel this panic?I have gone through so many wars. There is no problem with judging the direction of the war, and the use of the right time and place, but why, my anxiety is getting stronger and stronger?

At this moment, Bai Feng could not laugh at all, frowning and staring at the large formation on the sea.

He deduced it many times, and the final result was that he won, and it was an absolute victory, but he couldn't relieve the deep anxiety in his heart.

Just at this moment, Jiuhe beside him suddenly exclaimed, making Bai Feng's heart shake.

"What's the matter?" Bai Feng asked.

Jiuhe's face suddenly became ugly, staring at the big array, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I, I lost control of the formation!"

"What are you talking about?!" Bai Feng was dumbfounded, then took a breath of air-conditioning before turning his head to look at Chen Yu.

Could it be that he did it!?