The mountain elder, who was missing his left arm and holding a huge battle axe in his forehand, walked towards Master Zhiwen step by step. It was the weapon he had the blacksmith in the army rebuild for him after his last defeat, and although it wasn't as sharp as the double-edged battle axe before, it was thicker and stronger, barely enough to use.

Facing the Zhiwen Master again, the mountain elder's eyes were full of smugness in his successful plan. The mountain elder and the old man with the golden gourd hammer surrounded Master Zhiwen one after another, not only that, but Master Zhiwen noticed that several strange breaths suddenly appeared in the crowd of captives around him, which belonged to the taste of true meaning!

Sure enough, two masked men surrounded Master Zhiwen on the left and on the right, and it was the two two-horned rakshasas under the command of the Tiger King and the Wolf King before!

In the distance, on a platform that had been erected, the tiger king and the wolf king were already here, but they were all standing behind, guarding a man in his thirties, wearing shiny silver armor and a sheepskin coat, in front of him, who propped his hands on the fence of the platform, and looked at everything condescendingly like eagles, and finally fell on the catapult position where Master Zhiwen was sitting.

"Wan Yanxin's words are really right, he is really here!" Wulu said with a bit of appreciation, it felt like a gift from a superior to his subordinates.

The wolf king said respectfully: "Wan Yanxin does have some talents. ”

"There are not many people who can make Uncle Wolf King praise him, it seems that this Yan Xin is really capable. The sheepskin of the black deer moved in the wind, and his eyes narrowed slightly like a jackal staring at his prey: "They all say that this person is invincible, but there has never been an invincible person in front of my army of thousands of captives!"

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A pair of golden gourd hammers swung into two golden meteors in the old man's hands, and the storm set off was wrapped in the flying snow and smashed down on the Zhiwen master, and each blow could easily open the mountain and crack the stones! The Zhiwen master could not be hard-connected without a blade, so he could only use his body to dodge and move. The mountain elder and the two two-horned rakshasas who cultivated their artistic conception were also waiting for the opportunity to move, and for a while, the master of wisdom was in danger!

This person is also a cultivator at the peak of artistic conception, but he is slightly inferior to the mountain elder, and he should be the rock elder beside Wulu!

Master Zhiwen already had a guess in his heart, and when he saw the golden gourd hammer smashing towards his heavenly spirit again, he hurriedly took a step back, leaving a phantom of the Dao in the air between the flips of his wrists, and countless palm phantoms intersected and layered, like a white lotus blooming, which was held in the palm of his hand by Master Zhiwen!

The "petals" in the outermost circle of the white lotus immediately bloomed, and they fought hard with the golden gourd hammer in the air, and the Elder Rock immediately turned over and retreated when the attack was blocked, and at the same time, the archers who were already ready to attack around suddenly released the bowstring in their hands, and countless sharp arrows shrouded the wise master from all directions!

The petals are scattered, and there are stamens!

I saw that the white lotus flower held up by Master Zhiwen suddenly became snow-colored, and in this brilliance, a huge white lotus condensed and formed on the side of Master Zhiwen! This white lotus slowly turned, and the petals wrapped Master Zhiwen in it, no matter how fierce the arrow rain was, it was difficult to hurt Master Zhiwen in the slightest!

But at this time, the mountain elder moved!

Then he left an arm, and it was difficult to get close to the cultivation in this life, but the peak cultivation of its own artistic conception was still there! The mountain elder rose into the air, and the strength of Cangyan's frenzied battle body was all over the double-edged battle axe in his hand, and the brilliance of the axe blade tended to be restrained, and it became like ordinary iron, which was a sign of returning to the basics!

"Hey, die!"

The mountain elder deserves to be ranked second among the three elders in the Northern Regions, and the power of this blow is even greater than a pair of golden gourd hammers of the rock elder! The white lotus suddenly opened and held the whole person of the Zhiwen master on the stamen, the Zhiwen master's eyes were closed, his expression was pious, and he couldn't move the Ming Wang seal in his hand, and when the battle axe fell to the top of the Zhiwen master's head, the mountain elder suddenly felt a huge force blocking him from moving forward, and he immediately decided to directly spit out all the internal strength, and a fierce explosion suddenly sounded in the air between the two, which was deafening! Then the majestic wave of qi suddenly exploded in front of the two of them, and the mountain elder was afraid that Master Zhiwen would fight back later, so he hurriedly took advantage of the wind force to withdraw and leave!

On the contrary, Master Zhiwen, who couldn't hold the seal of the Ming King in his hand, suddenly opened his eyes, and there were bursts of fire burning in his eyes, and the whole person disappeared suddenly, and the speed was so fast that even the two two-horned rakshasas who were waiting solemnly on the side couldn't react!

When Master Zhiwen reappeared, it was accompanied by a loud bang, and the skeleton of the catapult that had been saved by the mountain elder's axe broke and collapsed, and Master Zhiwen was standing on the side of the wreckage of the catapult at this moment, and he didn't need to think about it to know that this was what he did.

Unexpectedly, when surrounded by a large army and even more masters were strangled repeatedly, they could still have the spare strength to destroy the catapult! This made the mountain elders and the rock elders suddenly have gloomy faces as if they were about to drip water!

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"Rice bucket!" Wulu was originally staring at the battle situation, when he suddenly heard the huge movement of the catapult collapsing, and immediately crushed the wine jug he had just picked up in his hand. The body of the pot made of gold and iron was pinched and exploded by him in an instant, and then it was directly pinched into scrap iron under his anger.

Wulu frowned slightly, casually discarded the residue of the iron kettle, and turned around to stare at the Tiger King: "Uncle Tiger King, you will send another man over, and you must ensure that this person will be killed today!"

"Nephew, don't worry. The Tiger King slapped his chest with his big hand, and a dull sound came from his thick chest, and then he ordered to go down, draw some people from his Tiger King's personal guards, and die in front of the black deer!

Wulu nodded, he still knew what level the personal guards of the Tiger King and the Wolf King were. They are the fierce elite troops of the entire Northern Regions, and everyone can be ten, and there will be no more mistakes when the Tiger King lets them be dispatched.

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Duan Yifei suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart when he saw Master Zhiwen rushing into the army alone, and he only felt that his heart seemed to be blocked uncomfortably, as if he would regret it for the rest of his life if he didn't do something! This emotion came suddenly, and it didn't even give Duan Yifei time to think deeply.

"I'll go too!"

Duan Yifei said one or the other, he

No one has ever been able to change his mind, and even if it is Hua Feiyu, he can only choose to guide rather than command. But just as Duan Yifei was about to gallop down from the city gate tower, a figure suddenly stopped him, it was actually Zheng Pingfei!

"Zheng Pingping, what do you mean!"

Duan Yifei, who had been a little irritable by the inexplicable palpitations in his heart, was blocked by Zheng Pingfei again, and the boredom in his heart suddenly turned into anger, and he involuntarily exuded a cold breath, and even called Zheng Pingfei by his name.

These days of getting along, Master Zhiwen has been different in the hearts of everyone in the East Courtyard than before.

Master Zhiwen is not only advanced in cultivation, but also proficient in swordsmanship, and in Duan Yifei's opinion, Master Zhiwen's deep insight into swordsmanship should be the only one he has seen in his life. Moreover, Master Zhiwen is not stingy with what he has learned, as long as everyone in the East Courtyard asks him, he will patiently answer them one by one, so that everyone has made great progress. Especially for Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, Master Zhiwen can be said to have taught each other, and even made the two of them vaguely touch the threshold of further progress, even between master and apprentice. While the two of them were terrified, the respect for Master Zhiwen in their hearts was incomprehensible.

So when Zheng Pingfei stopped him, Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian were already angry, and they were almost about to draw their swords against each other!

Zheng Pingphong didn't care. He looked at Duan Yifei with inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"This is what Master Zhiwen told me before leaving, telling me to keep you in the city. Zheng Pingfei's tone was firm, and the hand that stopped Duan Yifei did not mean to put it down: "Master Zhiwen also said...... Let Duan Yifei go back to Shenxiao Zhengtianmen and see your mother. ”

This......

Duan Yifei suddenly felt as if something inexplicable had been opened in his heart, full of sourness, but he couldn't know what these were!

Who are you, Master!?

For the first time, Duan Yifei's heart swelled with endless curiosity about Master Zhiwen, his origin had never been mentioned to Master Zhiwen, but listening to his meaning, he seemed to know the whole of his life experience!

Unlike Duan Yifei, Ling Feixian heard another smell in these words: Master Zhiwen was saying goodbye to them.

The light of the Amazing Flood Sword has never been as bright as it is today, Ling Feixian didn't say a word, he crossed Duan Yifei like an arrow off the string and rushed directly towards the catapult battle array where Master Zhiwen was, where the sword light passed, a piece of human head flew up namelessly, and the captive warrior only saw a white robe, and he fell down on his back with a black face in front of him!

Duan Yifei pushed Zheng Pingfei away, how could a person with a strong artistic conception be able to stop Zheng Pingfei, a mortal man! In Duan Yifei's hand, I and Gui let out a loud sword roar like a song, echoing the sword in front of him. Duan Yifei's figure disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, he was already walking side by side with Ling Feixian! The two of them ran around, mercilessly plowing out two huge sword marks in the crowd of the captive army.

Where the sword is headed, those who block it will be blind!