Immediately, Han Yue took out nine fourth-order flame talismans from the mustard seed bag and said, "By the way, this is from the King of Zhennan, and the prince said that the things he sent never came back." ”

"Thank you!"

Ling Feng put the flame talisman and the meditation futon into the Sumeru bracelet, and then his body disappeared like a ghost phantom.

Moments later, the North City Gate.

On the city walls, on the left side of the battlefield.

Nearly a hundred white-clothed soldiers were fighting with the red-clothed Dachu soldiers.

Although the Chu army numbered tens of thousands, it was defeated and retreated. Because the soldiers in white are at least congenital masters, and among them, there are three strong martial arts sects, which are the three elders of the White Tiger Sect, Bai Tao, Bai Feng, and Bai Yong. However, there were only a few refining masters in the Chu army, and they were naturally defeated and retreated.

On the battlefield on the right, two figures, one red and one white, were fighting, and the red and white colors were agitated, but all the soldiers who approached were either scorched by the flames or cut into pieces by the golden wind. One of the two was a middle-aged man in a white robe, with gold trim on his cuffs, and the mark of the holy flame, holding a red flying sword and a red flame. This person is a Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy, with the Taoist name Danyangzi. The other person was a middle-aged man in white, holding a platinum long knife, and his whole body exuded a formidable edge, but it was Bai Sheng, the head of the White Tiger Clan.

Bai Sheng's sword is extremely fierce, the edge is incomparable, every time the sword is fought, the flying sword is repulsed, Danyangzi has to retreat again and again, if it weren't for him and the Vermilion Bird Holy Fire, I'm afraid it's not Bai Sheng's opponent.

And under the city wall, a huge white tiger with a height of nearly five zhang and a size that was not inferior to that of a wild giant elephant approached the city gate, and the huge tiger claws slapped it.

With a snap, the city gate crumbled, and the dozen or so soldiers who pushed the gate behind the city gate were like lightning strikes, vomiting blood and flying upside down!

Although this white tiger is not a pure-blooded divine beast, it is already in the late stage of the fourth order, close to the peak of cultivation, and its demonic power is even more powerful, far superior to the same level of martial arts.

Immediately, the huge white tiger claw slapped again.

The city gate collapsed, and more than a dozen soldiers who had not had time to evacuate were crushed into pulp by the large iron gate.

At this moment, the white tiger suddenly jumped and pounced on Danyangzi on the city wall.

"Oh no!

Danyangzi's soul thought saw hundreds of meters around him, and the moment he sensed the killing intent of the white tiger, he immediately used his sword technique, turning into a red sword light and retreating quickly.

Immediately, the huge tiger claws fell, the rubble flew wildly, and a large piece of the female wall was scratched off by the sharp tiger claws.

"I want to run!"

Bai Sheng suddenly flew with a sword, turning into a white rainbow chasing after him, and his speed was not inferior to Danyangzi's flying sword.

However, there is not much difference between the sword and the sword, it depends on whose cultivation is deeper.

At this moment, a young man in black leather armor flew over the roof and hurried to the north gate.

The black-armored youth was naturally Ling Feng. At this time, he had already put on a full set of snakeskin armor, and the leather boots still had a little acceleration effect.

Suddenly, Ling Feng saw two rays of light, one red and one white, rushing overhead. He didn't pay any attention to it, but continued to the north gate.

A moment later, Ling Feng rushed to the North City Gate.

At this time, there was a river of blood on the city wall, and the Chu army was almost completely killed and wounded.

And the city gate was also broken, and the three elders of the White Tiger Department led the soldiers into the city, wantonly killing the fleeing Chu army on the streets near the city gate.

The huge white tiger was lying on the city wall, wisps of blood-colored aura and black aura constantly converging in his body. The blood-colored breath is the power of qi and blood, and the black breath is the breath of killing and death. The White Tiger is the main killer, which can absorb the killing and death qi of the battlefield to improve cultivation.

Ling Feng looked at this killing scene, his face suddenly changed, and the killing intent in his chest was awe-inspiring. Fortunately, there were no people in the city, otherwise there would have been rivers of blood. He swept his soul and discovered the four martial sect-level combat powers. One is naturally the White Tiger, and the other three are naturally the three elders of the White Tiger Department.

The White Tiger's combat power is the strongest, almost not inferior to the peak powerhouse of the Martial Sect, and it is difficult to kill in an instant. Ling Feng decided to deal with the three elders first. Therefore, he first set the automatic increase of the essence value to LV7, and then urged the free travel with all his strength with the true qi of the waves, and urged the light power to the level of the spirit, his body was like a ghost phantom, and in a few flashes, he swung his sword and attacked a middle-aged man in white who was the weakest in cultivation.

This person was none other than the Third Elder Bai Yong, who was close to the peak of the early stage of the Martial Sect. As soon as Ling Feng approached, the long knife in his hand immediately skyrocketed, and he slashed suddenly, and the white sword qi that condensed the sword intent slashed towards Ling Feng.

However, Ling Feng's figure suddenly flashed away, and instantly appeared behind him.

Bai Yong's face changed drastically and he hurriedly turned around.

"Not good!"

Great Elder Bai Tao and Second Elder Bai Feng suddenly discovered Bai Yong's crisis.

Just as they were about to come to the rescue, a white dragon illusion appeared, letting out a heaven-shattering dragon groan.

This time, the Dragon Yin Soul Technique was a group attack, and it could only shock the souls of the three major martial sects for an instant.

However, a moment is enough.

The Han Jiao Sword in Ling Feng's hand slashed rapidly, blood splattered, and a head fell. His movements did not stop at all, condensing the cold ice soul power to freeze the corpse, and the Sumeru bracelet in his left hand flashed brightly, and the head and corpse were collected inside.

Immediately, the two woke up, Bai Tao's eyes widened angrily, and said, "Look for death!"

The figures of the two flashed, condensing the white sword, and at the same time, the figure flashed, swinging the knife and slashing towards Ling Feng.

The blade approached, but Ling Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from the field of vision of the two. But both of them were strong martial arts sects, and their soul thoughts shrouded their bodies, and they had a deep insight, and they instantly discovered Ling Feng behind them. The two turned around at the same time, about to swing their knives!

A black qi suddenly flew out, struck Bai Tao's mind, turned into a jet-black soul chain, and bound his Gengjin martial soul.

Although Bai Tao was also a cultivator in the later stage of the Martial Sect, the quality of his soul power was far inferior to that of the soul chain, and he was restrained, so he naturally couldn't resist it, and he was instantly suppressed by the soul chain, so he fell into a sluggish state.

At this time, only Bai Feng was left, and he found that the Great Elder Bai Tao had fallen into a plot, and his face was suddenly gloomy, and he condensed his sword intent and sword qi, and quickly slashed out.

Ling Feng's figure flashed, he instantly avoided the sword qi, swung his sword and slashed, and at the same time urged the soul technique dragon chant, and the white dragon phantom instantly appeared, emitting a heaven-shaking dragon groan.

Bai Feng's expression suddenly froze, and he was stunned for a moment.

The Han Jiao Sword slashed rapidly, blood splattered, a head fell, and in an instant, life and death were divided!

Ling Feng was about to kill Bai Tao in one go.

At this moment, his face suddenly changed, because the sky was shrouded in a huge shadow.

But it was the demon beast White Tiger who found Ling Feng and jumped down from the city wall to kill him.

Ling Feng's mind was running at high speed, and if he continued to kill Bai Tao, he would probably be killed by the white tiger. But if this opportunity is missed, it will be troublesome for the White Tiger to join forces with this person.

"No, you have to kill!"

Ling Feng had a certain killing intent in his heart, his figure flashed, and he fled away quickly, but the cold sword in his palm flashed, turning into a white sword light that slashed across Bai Tao's head.