Bright red and hot blood flowed down from his neck.
The general of Southern Xinjiang was kidnapped by Feng Mian and looked forward to death.
Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield, and life is not guaranteed. The general has experienced many such scenes. This is also the reason why he said that Feng Mian is still too young. At this level, he is not afraid at all.
Stalemate, silence.
Feng Mian controlled the general and walked step by step outside the camp. At this moment, Xu Qingyu was fighting with many soldiers from southern Xinjiang. With his cultivation level, ordinary soldiers were no match for him, but they could still handle it.
"General, tell them to stop immediately, and then please come with us."
After holding him hostage and advancing forward, the movements of many soldiers slowly stopped and stared at Feng Mian and the two of them warily.
"Who are you? You attacked our camp in southern Xinjiang at night and captured our commander. Do you think you can break out easily? If you burned our army's food and fodder, you will have to pay with your lives!"
The army quickly surrounded them, pointing their spears at the two of them.
But Feng Mian's mouth sneered, even becoming a little ferocious. His hands were already blood red.
"Okay, then take action. I want to see whether you are faster or my method is faster. As long as you take a step forward, the general will be killed instantly. Without the coach, you will be defeated!"
Walking step by step outside the military camp, a large number of soldiers attracted the attention of Feng Mian and the two men. But he did not notice that the bearded general's face changed. Blood was flowing in his hands, and the seals were quietly changing.
"Boy, this general gives you a chance. Stop now. I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, you will definitely regret all your impulsive actions tonight!"
Without saying a word, Feng Mian still held him hostage and walked out.
At this time, the general smiled coldly: "You asked for this! How can the southern Xinjiang military camp allow you to come and leave whenever you want!"
The seal in his hand changed, and a bloody light shot into the sky from the palm of his hand.
The forceful impact made Feng Mian subconsciously shake him off and continue to retreat.
The general stomped his steps and flashed among the many soldiers.
With a sullen face, he stared at the two of them coldly: "Now that you are here, let's keep our lives alive!"
The seal hit the ground hard, and after a violent tremor, the ground in the area shook at the same time, and then figures broke out of the ground, and tyrannical waves of pressure also erupted.
"Oops, this is a method unique to southern Xinjiang, the art of puppetry. How could I forget this?"
Xu Qingyu had a sullen face, and without a giant sword in his hand, his strength was indeed greatly affected. Now the densely packed puppets in the military camp were arranged in all directions, seeming to form some kind of formation.
The general is located in the center, and his seals are trembling a little. The blood in his body is disappearing little by little: "Two boys, you are indeed brave. But not everyone can break into our southern Xinjiang camp easily!"
With a flick of the finger, a ray of blood sank into the center of the puppet formation. A formation of light rose from the ground, wrapping Feng Mian and the two in it: "Witch Puppet Formation, rise!"
Originally, this was the powerful trump card of the southern Xinjiang army, and it would not be activated until necessary. However, Feng Mian's surprise forced the situation to this point in an instant. Only this witch-puppet formation could reverse the situation.
Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu looked at each other and grinned: "Brother, it seems that we must have a big fight today. No matter what, this southern Xinjiang military camp cannot be in vain. Then let us see how powerful it is!"
After a moment of silence, Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu disappeared at the same time.
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The next second, powerful air waves erupted on the ground. Feng Mian punched out and directly used three punches. The waves of air surged, causing many puppets to fly up and briefly dispersed.
Seeing this, the bearded general stamped his steps and the seals in his hands changed.
The puppets flying above took advantage of the situation and rushed towards the two of them. Their power was like the weight of Mount Tai. Feng Mian protected his chest with both fists and forcibly blocked the frontal blow with his golden armor. His fists changed: "Break it!"
The puppet exploded instantly, but under the drive of the bearded general, it quickly healed.
This kind of formation siege is bound to trap Feng Mian and the two to death. As long as the bearded general still has the strength, this formation will not collapse. Moreover, there are many soldiers cheering from all directions.
"You dare to break into our southern border camp. Your cultivation level is not bad. There are actually people with such bloody nature as you in Dayue Kingdom. Tell me your names so that I can remember them!"
Standing back to back, Feng Mian and the two men stared at their surroundings with vigilance. They knew very well that the key to this witch-puppet formation still lay with the general. It is said that to capture the thief first, capture the king, this is an eternal truth.
The aura surged, and Feng Mian was no longer hidden. The pressure in the middle stage of Ju Yang Realm spread.
His eyes are firm, bold and unrestrained: "Da Viet, Feng Mian!"
Xu Qingyu also looked at the general and said calmly: "Dayue, Xu Qingyu!"
The witch puppets are approaching step by step, and there is a strong and strong bloody energy flowing in their bodies. The bearded general alone cannot hold on for long. But if the army comes one after another, Feng Mian and the others will be in even more trouble.
Baring his teeth and claws, his speed suddenly changed. He attacked Xu Qingyu directly.
His face darkened, and he dodged to the right. But suddenly another puppet appeared strangely behind him, and grabbed his shoulder with one move. Blood marks appeared, and blood kept pouring out, and it soon became dark.
Half-kneeling on the ground, a sharp pain surged over him. The corrosive force quickly dissolved the spiritual power in his body.
"Feng Mian, you have to be careful, this puppet is poisonous. Look at the general, he seems to be contaminated with poison as well. He is going to die with us!"
Inspired by spiritual power, golden light flashed on Feng Mian's arms, and a layer of faint armor appeared.
With a movement of his feet, he shot out. Golden light suddenly appeared, and the puppets broke apart one after another and turned into fly ash.
But just like Feng Mian's recovery speed, these puppets are also combining out of thin air.
"Is it a competition of speed? Let's give it a try and see who is faster!"
The afterimage flickered, and the golden light turned into a virtual shadow. As the puppets continued to explode, Feng Mian appeared in front of the bearded general again. He reached out with his right hand and pinched his neck. With the help of his spiritual power, there was a clicking sound.
"General, you must be very curious as to why I suddenly found the key to the Wu Puppet Formation and was able to easily avoid the key points of the attack. You think this Wu Puppet Formation is very strong, but it is useless to others, not to me.
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Unfortunately, when he was in Qingfeng City, Feng Mian once obtained a scroll about puppetry. In his free time, he also studied a little bit. This witch-puppet formation happened to be within the scope of his research.
He can easily move around in the formation, and protected by the Golden Body Technique, the witch-puppet formation cannot trap him at all.
With blood flowing from his fingers, Feng Mian used the power of his soul to instantly block all the general's power.
"What? The general is still unwilling to follow me? See for yourself, without your blood, these puppets are vulnerable. Your army will not dare to attack unless you really don't want your life."
At this time, Xu Qingyu sealed his bloodline and took advantage of the gap to find two war horses.
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"Needless to say, since this witch-puppet formation can no longer stop us, let's take him back to our military camp in Dayue first. Then I believe that the Seventh Princess will naturally have a way to deal with it. Let's go!"
They got on their horses and imprisoned the general. In full view of the public, and surrounded by the southern Xinjiang army, the two of them forced a gap and galloped towards the Dai Viet camp, leaving behind many soldiers who were extremely shocked.
"Send a signal immediately and ask the country's leader to make a decision. Dai Viet is about to start a crazy counterattack!"
At this moment, Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu were on their way to the Dai Viet military camp. Behind the war horse, Feng Mian directly restrained the general and ran with them. He believed that the general could bear this level.
"Feng Mian, what kind of evildoer are you? Why can you easily see through the mystery of my witchcraft formation? No one can do this except the witchcraft master of our southern border country. Why on earth can you be so easy!"
Feng Mian ignored him and just continued to gallop forward.
Suddenly, Xu Qingyu's expression changed, severe pain shot through his arm, and he almost fell off his horse.
Tightening the reins, Xu Qingyu glanced at the bearded general coldly: "Hand over the antidote, or die now!"
"Haha...haha...the antidote? To tell you the truth, the puppets in the witch-puppet formation are disposable. Without the introduction in the eyes of the formation and the traction of Qi and blood, they will soon become useless."
What this means is that there is no cure for the poison on the puppet. Unless they can find a master of southern Xinjiang witchcraft now. Otherwise, even if Xu Qingyu cuts off his arm, it will not help.
"you……"
Xu Qingyu never thought that he would be in such a mess just after losing his giant sword. It seemed that the mysterious man was right. He had indeed relied too much on the power of the giant sword, which led to him neglecting himself.
At this time, there was a sudden sound of rapid horse hooves in front of them. Feng Mian looked up, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but he soon smiled: "Senior, hold on, I believe there must be a way."
Not long after, a group of people surrounded Feng Mian and the two men. The leading soldier pointed his sword at them.
"Who are you? This is the border of Yue Kingdom, within the scope of my Yue Kingdom military camp. Who allowed you to break in without permission? Do you know that this is a capital crime? I can kill you right now!"
Feng Mian frowned and stared at the person in front of him: "Are you sure you want to do this? Then you might as well give it a try. Since you are a soldier of Dai Viet, shouldn't you ask the reason first?"
With a wave of the broadsword, a blade of energy hit his face.
Feng Mian ducked away, not wanting to talk nonsense to him. He turned his right hand over, a golden light flashed on his palm, and there was a golden short knife: "Look clearly, what is this! If you don't know it yet, then I can only let you...
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Before he finished speaking, one of the soldiers' expression changed and his eyes widened.
He got off his horse and half-knelt in front of Feng Mian respectfully.
He handed over his hand and said, "I pay my respects to the Prince Consort of the Golden Sword! I'm sorry for my clumsy eyes just now. I just didn't expect that the Prince Consort would suddenly appear here."
Many soldiers dismounted at the same time and saluted Feng Mian respectfully.
With a wave of his dagger, Feng Mian grinned: "No one is guilty if you don't know. The situation is special. Please take me to the Dai Viet military camp immediately. I want to see the Seventh Princess. We have important matters to discuss, so don't delay!"
Next, a group of men and horses set off a puff of smoke and quickly flew towards the Dai Viet military camp.
No one noticed that a bloody mark appeared where the bearded general had stayed. In this mark, black shadows slowly rose up. They stood quietly, looking at the team in front of them solemnly.