Yang Chen lifted a long sword, followed by Zhou Zheng and Jia Xiong, and the three of them walked towards the bottom of the mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jia Xiong's heart has a trace of nervousness, although in the ruling army, he relies on his innate divine power to fight all over the army, but at this moment, he has to fight one enemy and one hundred, and he feels a little powerless.

Zhou Zheng was tortured, he had long lost his strength, he was covered in scars, and followed behind Yang Chen, knowing that if he went down the mountain this time, he might lose his life, but in his heart, he was worried about the children at home.

Only Yang Chen, with a calm face, the ordinary long sword in his hand was inevitably a little flawed, remembering that once, Emperor Hongwu personally gave the Ziwei Sword to himself, but it was destroyed, a few days ago, he snatched a Seven Snake Sword from the young pavilion master of the Famous Sword Pavilion, but unfortunately it was taken away by Jin Wuming.

When Yang Chen went up the mountain just now, he memorized the sheep intestine trail in his heart, and now when he goes down the mountain, he is familiar with the way.

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Yang Chen saw that there were hundreds of people waiting there in front of him, led by the flying eagle that was ranked thirteenth.

At this moment, the flying eagle is no longer the stupid face, he sat on a Taishi chair, changed into gorgeous clothes, he stroked his palms, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Yang Chen stopped, looked at the flag, fell to the ground, a few small minions stepped on it, and behind them, there were many soldiers' corpses lying horizontally.

In front of the eagle, there were several sergeants tied, all of whom were covered in blood with missing arms and legs.

"Brother Yang, have you finally gone down the mountain?" Feiying said casually: "If you come later, these people will probably die, eh, my killing hands are weak, you just came down, you are really stupid." ”

"Dog thief, your acting skills are good." Jia Xiong clenched his fists: "If you have the ability, come and fight with me." ”

"You?" Feiying laughed: "Okay, no matter how high or low your martial arts are, you are always a person, since you are a person, I always have to treat you as a person." ”

Jia Xiong stepped forward, and Yang Chen said, "Jia Daotong, let me come." ”

Jia Xiong wanted to show off in front of Yang Chen, and he said: "General Yang, don't worry, I can still deal with this kind of person." Saying that, he ignored Yang Chen's obstruction and rushed to meet him first.

The hundreds of junior brothers behind Feiying cheered excitedly when they saw Jia Xiong come forward.

"Jia Daotong, you guys go." One of the captured soldiers, he said loudly: "This person's martial arts are very tight, you are not an opponent, it is better to leave quickly." ”

Jia Xiong said disdainfully: "If I can't even defeat the bandits in Wolf Mountain, what else can I be the sword commander of the ruling army?" ”

Feiying stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, have ambition, with your words, I will leave you with all your corpses." ”

"Dog thief, stop talking nonsense." Jia Xiong raised his fist and rushed straight over, Feiying slapped the Taishi chair with his palm, his body jumped up, and his palm slapped at will, colliding with Na Jia Xiong's fist, and suddenly Na Jia Xiong felt that his fist seemed to be facing a thousand catties of force, and his body staggered back.

Only this time, Feiying had already sat back on the Taishi's chair, Jia Xiong raised his arm, and when he was about to strike again, he was suddenly shocked to find that his arm had no strength at all.

"What's going on?" Jia Xiong was shocked, his divine power must rely on this arm, if the arm can't be used, what is the difference between it and a waste person?

Suddenly, Jia Xiong noticed a pure internal energy entering his body, Jia Xiong was shocked, he looked behind him, but saw Yang Chen put his right hand on his right shoulder, guiding his internal energy to transmit into his body.

With this pure internal strength to protect the body, Jia Xiong's arm gradually became conscious.

"Awesome." Feiying looked at Yang Chen and said, "Brother Yang, you are really powerful, your internal strength has been cultivated so purely, if it weren't for you, his arm would definitely be useless." ”

Jia Xiong knew at this moment that with his strength, although he could be invincible in the ruling army, he was still powerless against this master of the rivers and lakes.

"Stand down." Yang Chen said.

"Yes." How dare Jia Xiong not listen to Yang Chen's words, if he really becomes a waste, then Jia Xiong will be worse than dead.

"Brother Yang, it's better to do this, let's fight each other, if I lose, I will follow you to be a small soldier in the ruling army." Feiying smiled: "If you lose, then follow behind me and be a pawn of Wolf Mountain, okay?" ”

"Admire, admire." Yang Chen suddenly arched his hand and said, "I really didn't expect that I would be planted in your hands." ”

"You didn't plant it in my hands." Feiying said: "My twelve elder brothers, except for my eldest brother, the rest of them were all killed by you, and I should have planted them in your hands." ”

"Less nonsense, let's have a fight, shall we?" Yang Chen said.

"Okay, Brother Yang, you have to be careful." Feiying chuckled, and in a few shapeshifts, he came to Yang Chen's eyes, and his hand unconsciously poked out and grabbed Yang Chen's neck.

"General Yang!"

Zhou Zheng and Jia Xiong both shouted worriedly.

When Feiying was about to twist Yang Chen's neck hard, suddenly a sword intent struck, Feiying was shocked, this sword intent was too strong, if he insisted on exercising his skills and wanted to break Yang Chen's neck, he would definitely die under this powerful sword intent.

In Feiying's mind, he suddenly had the intention of retreating, and his body wanted to retreat, but he found that he was surrounded by a sword intent.

The layers of sword intent seemed to tear even this air apart.

Feiying held his breath, although he knew that Yang Chen's martial arts were extraordinary, but he still had the confidence to compete with him, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated this Yang Chen's strength.

Seeing this layer of sword intent, about to tear itself apart, the flying eagle suddenly saw the sword in Yang Chen's hand.

This is an ordinary sword, Feiying seems to have found a way to survive, he condensed the strength of his whole body in the palm of his hand, and grabbed the long sword in Yang Chen's hand, and with just one twist, he pinched the long sword into pieces.

Without the sword, the layers of sword intent disappeared immediately, and Yang Chen raised his hand and swept it with a palm, so powerful, but it made the flying eagle's body retreat quickly.

"Okay, Brother Yang, your martial arts are really powerful, but I don't want to be a pawn with your subordinates, let's have a date later." The flying eagle retreated between the group of little minions, pinched the necks of the two minions casually, used the internal strength, and pushed away according to Yang Chenping.

After Yang Chen knocked down these two minions, when he looked again, he found that the flying eagle had disappeared into the group of minions. (To be continued.) )