Outside the city of Xiangfan.

The two sides confronted each other.

Ning Chen, who was in the center, had a steady gaze and a quiet expression.

Even in the face of the fierce battle of thousands of private troops in front of him, he still maintained a calm posture, but on his eyebrows, there was a lingering evil aura that made people shudder.

Looking at the other party's outfit, the private army of the emperor at the scene was all shivering coldly.

The python robe is added, and the king sword is held horizontally.

This......

After a while, Huangfu Feiyue finally appeared at the gate of the city surrounded by his entourage, staring at Ning Chen with a complicated expression, and helplessly squeezed out a smile, "Brother Hetu, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" ”

"It's not going well." Ning Chen replied.

Huangfu Feiyue, "......"

Originally, I thought of polite two sentences, but I would have thought that Ning Chen would reply with such a sentence.

So much so that Huangfu Feiyue, who finally managed to squeeze out a few wisps of stiff smiles, was alone at the scene.

"Presumptuous, our son of the world communicates with you so politely, if you don't appreciate it, forget it."

"You dare to show off your might in front of the world, what are you?"

A lieutenant general, in line with the mentality of patting on the back, coupled with the overwhelming number of people on the scene, said with fearlessness.

Rumble!

The two sentences before and after, just finished speaking.

A touch of silver-white brilliance flew by, and without waiting for everyone to react, this open-mouthed lieutenant was nailed through and dismounted on the spot.

Moreover, it was in front of Huangfu Feiyue.

Everyone was shocked, even if it was Huangfu Feiyue, they were slightly stunned, and they felt a little unexpected.

"You ......"

The lieutenant general's expression was horrified, he was completely unaware of the other party's brazen attack.

Take a deep breath and your whole face turns pale.

In the end, knowing that he had fallen into a catastrophe, he looked back at Huangfu Feiyue like a helper, and supported the ground with both hands, leaning on the latter with difficulty, and at the same time hoping that Huangfu Feiyue could stand up for himself.

"My young marshal, is also a miscellaneous hair like you who can scold? Thinking that there are many people, Lao Tzu will not dare to touch you? ”

Chen Qingzhi narrowed his eyes, not angry and arrogant.

As for Ning Chen, he was still staring intently at Huangfu Feiyue.

Huangfu Feiyue subconsciously pursed his lips, and just wanted to speak, but suddenly found that Chen Qingzhi, who was thrown in the air, was unscrupulously driving the war horse and leaning towards the deputy general who fell to the ground.

This subtle action caused tension and stagnation on the scene.

Just as Huangfu's private army made a move, a slighter sword sound filled the audience.

It seems that there is an invisible coercion that envelops this area.

Ning Chen's thumb moved lightly, and the big cool dragon finch chirped.

This is with personal strength, it is best not to act rashly to deter nearly a thousand private troops, otherwise, Wang Jian of his Ninghe Diagram is not a vegetarian!

"Brother Hetu......" Huangfu Feiyue looked embarrassed, and stopped talking.

Ning Chen raised his head and tilted his head, "Kill." ”

Chen Qingzhi slowly approached the pale face of the deputy general who was sitting on the ground, and then pulled the reins of the horse tightly, and then stretched out his five fingers, and reached for the white horse pistol nailed to his lieutenant's shoulder.

A shot was bloody, and it swept through the air.

Waiting for the silver swaying beam, the moment that filled the audience.

Chen Qing pierced the adjutant general's head with a gun, and the latter was killed on the spot, within three meters of Huangfu Feiyue's line of sight.

"You ......"

Huangfu Feiyue's eyelids fluttered, and his expression was pale.

Thousands of private troops watched as Ning Hetu instructed Chen Qingzhi to kill his lieutenant.

Such a shame is a slap in the face for Huangfu Feiyue.

However, looking at Ning Hetu, who looked determined and had an unharmed expression, he was full of anger, and he disappeared in an instant.

This is Ning Hetu after all.

After all, he is the young marshal of the Ning family who covers the sky with one hand and dares to proclaim himself king.

After all, it is the top powerhouse in the top ranking above the rivers and lakes.

Such a peerless character, who would dare to provoke?

Even if Huangfu Feiyue has thousands of private troops in his hands, he is not sure that he can successfully trap Ning Hetu, but once he provokes the other party, today's losses are unimaginable.

Moreover, he and Ning Hetu have not yet reached the point of publicly tearing their faces.

After a moment of silence, Huangfu Feiyue retracted his expression and said in a stiff tone, "Brother Hetu, what are you going to do?" ”

"Kill."

Ning Chen shook the big cool dragon bird in his hand, and his attitude was resolute.

Huangfu Feiyue's face jumped, he took a few deep breaths, and he said in a deep voice, "Ke Xiangfan, after all, it is my main city, I hope that Brother Hetu can give his former friend a face." ”

Ning Chen didn't make a sound, subconsciously pulled the reins of the horse, and his tone was indifferent, "This face, this king won't give it." ”

"You ......"

Huangfu Feiyue was really almost annoyed, but he didn't want the two sides to see each other from beginning to end.

Moreover, he was also doubting Ning Chen's true purpose, did he really want to fight with Taohuawu?

Could it be that he really thought that the little guy was killed, so he moved the big Buddha of Ninghetu and personally chased him to Xiangfan City?

This is not logical.

At least, with Huangfu Feiyue's inference, it is not valid.

Just when the two sides fell silent.

A secret order from the royal family of Huangfu quickly entered the scene, and after Huangfu Feiyue read it carefully, his expression became more and more solemn and restless.

The content does not explain anything else, only one point, even if the whole army is wiped out, the people of Taohuawu must be saved.

Otherwise, once there is an accident, the Huangfu royal family will not be able to explain to the Taohuawu Sect Master.

"Grandpa ordered me to keep the people of Taohuawu at all costs."

Huangfu Feiyue suddenly raised his hand, crumpled the secret order of his palm inch by inch, and finally, raised it casually, and the confetti in the sky was in the air, ups and downs.

"Hmm."

Ning Chen closed his eyes and pondered for two seconds, and when he slowly opened his eyes, there were terrifying voices of contention on this scene, like a wave, whistling.

At the same time, Bai Qi slowly dragged the war knife and forced towards Huangfu Feiyue and the others.

"Protect the prince and enter the city early."

An entourage had a premonition that the situation was not good, and after a simple order, he ordered someone to protect Huangfu Feiyue and leave the scene.

"Hey."

Huangfu Feiyue let out a long sigh, turned his war horse, and never looked at Ning Chen again.

Rumble!

In an instant, the void suddenly roared.

Ning Chen, Bai Qi, and Chen Qingzhi charged side by side.

Especially Ning Chen, who was at the front, raised his right hand, and the king sword in his palm blocked the cutting of several long knives on the spot.

The next moment, the three of them attacked the city.

Xiangfan since the founding of the city.

The size has gone through dozens of wars, but has never encountered a situation where three people are attacking the city.

What's even more shocking is that the young marshal of the Ning family, who has been famous for several years, used the scabbard as a soldier and forcibly broke through the siege of hundreds of private troops.

The sky is windy.

The savannah unique to the north is blowing, and it is swaying.

"Click."

Thousands of private troops, forced to retreat, chose to retreat.

The moment he approached the gate of the city, thousands of private troops, witnessing with their own eyes, this young marshal finally crossed his sword three inches in front of him, and pushed his thumb lightly.

There are dragons and sparrows contending.

Surround the firmament.