Two figures could be seen in the distance on the high platform, jumping down. After riding on two majestic wind horses, they began to flee crazily into the barracks.
Under the high platform, there were only four to five hundred pro-army troops, their faces extremely pale, and they were gathered together with thousands of soldiers guarding the camp, blocking the gate of the camp. However, at this moment, they rushed into formation, and each of them felt panic in their hearts.
With fear, it was almost a mess.
When Zong Yuan saw this, his eyes could not help but reveal a cold expression, and he felt slightly disappointed. At this moment, these two people actually did not even dare to join forces to fight him!
That time two years ago, even though he knew he would die, he did not take even a step back in front of Feng Yu's knife. Is such a person worthy of being known as him in the world?
Then, like an electric current flashing through his mind, he remembered what Zong Shou had said to him in Jiefu City a few days ago. He wanted to cut off the heads of Xiong Kuai and Feng Yu and make them into urinals!
Not only in Jiefu City, he said it that day when he was lost and depressed. Before today's war, when he was in a low mood, the prince also mentioned it.
But at that time, he thought it was Zong Shou's motivational words jokingly, but he didn't take them seriously.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel his blood pumping and his mood getting excited. His eldest son really did what he said and never told lies. He said that he would behead these two people with his own hands, which really gave him a chance.
In an instant, countless images flooded into my mind. Two years ago, on the battlefield, I was slashed wildly by Feng Yu with a big sword. He was so overwhelmed that he could only kneel to the ground. There were also these two people.
Over the years, he has been irritated by all the gossips and gossips made by others. Even the extremely unpleasant words spoken by these two people in Jiefu City.
Zongyuan couldn't help but smile. At this moment, the immortal actually didn't care much about life, death, honor and disgrace, but the depression in this mortal life was too much!
If we don't take the heads of these two people today, wouldn't we be betraying the prince's good wishes?
"kill!"
He drove his horse violently to make the dragon-horned winged horse speed up again. Zongyuan fired one shot at a time, without any signs of stagnation, before crashing into the camp gate.
These ordinary warriors were almost defeated in one blow, even if Feng Yu Xionggui's personal soldiers tried their best to stop them, it was still in vain. Three thousand iron cavalry trampled them, and they were completely crushed without even a slightly larger wave splashing.
The wooden camp gate several feet high was submerged. Zongyuan also smashed it to pieces with one shot! Then many black armored knights poured in like a tide and continued to pursue the two fleeing people.
Both Feng Yu and Xionggui were completely desolate at this time, and they no longer had the calm and calm demeanor of the heir apparent before.
Although the wind riding horses under their crotches are all alien species and have entered the fourth level. Originally, they expected that even if they couldn't fight, they would be able to escape, but the dragon-horned winged horse under Zong Yuan didn't know why at this moment.
Because of this, he seemed to have gone completely crazy, and his horse speed was almost 40% faster than them! It would only take a few tens of breaths to completely catch up with the distance of one hundred feet!
"Unfortunately, grandma ran so fast!"
Xiong Yu glanced back, his eyes were extremely gloomy. He was tall and tall, and all the Xiong tribes were almost as heavy as the Wind Wolf tribe, even though they were also riding the fourth-level mutated Wind Riding Horse.
He is still one horse behind Feng Yu Shifan.
He had no intention of fighting in the first place, and he knew it already. With the former commander-in-chief of the sect, three thousand Xuanshan cavalry trampled thousands of armies. To take the head of one person among thousands of armies was like picking something out of a bag!
On the other hand, one of the six Xuanwu Masters on our side was seriously injured and four were dead. There was no news about the two Huanyang Spirit Masters. The army was frightened and their morale was low. Even if 400,000 people were gathered together at this moment, I am afraid that it would not be possible.
They can stop the opponent's generals from killing people. What's more, at this moment, the two of them are already inseparable, and there is no chance to organize the army.
The original plan was to use the cover of this barracks to escape together. Anyway, the opponent only had 3,000 men and 400,000 people. No matter how they killed them, they couldn't kill many. Now they dispersed in a rush, but more people could escape from this place.
If the strait.
On the other hand, if I die here, I will really lose everything...
But if the chase continued like this, before he could escape from the barracks, he was about to be chased by Zong Yuan, who shot him dead!
Rolling his eyes, Xiong Kui only hesitated for a moment. Then he turned his horse and galloped in the other direction with several attendants beside him. There were still one hundred thousand of his infantry there, as long as the sect was not exhausted.
Chasing and fighting can protect his life. It's just that this is a little risky. But it means death, so it's better to give it a try!
After separating from Feng Yu, Xiong Kui ran for another fifty or sixty feet before looking behind him again.
Zong Yuan, who was chasing after him, glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and continued to run after Feng Yu's figure. Ling Xiongkui breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.
He secretly said that he was lucky, but fortunately, it was the person who forced Zong Yuan to his knees two years ago, not him.
The distance of a hundred feet was reduced to less than twenty feet in just a moment. Feng Yu seemed to know that he could no longer escape. After running for a while, he finally lost all hope of luck and suddenly
With a long roar, he jumped off his horse and slashed behind him with his sword!
"Two years ago, I could make you kneel down and beg for mercy! Two years later, I, Feng Yu, can kill you! Leap off the sword and kill!"
The seven-foot-long sword, with its strong wind, shattered all the military tents and wooden stakes within a few hundred feet. The ground under Feng Yu suddenly sank.
It was a full two feet deep. The entire back land with a radius of fifty feet was completely sunken.
This sword slashed out with a force of three million kilograms! The shadow of the sword was like the wind, arriving in an instant. It brought with it a series of afterimages and slashed them in front of Zong Yuan.
Zong Yuan, however, did not blink. If Feng Yu's sword had been used an hour ago, even if he tried his best, he could only avoid the danger of death. At this moment, in his eyes, it was not worth a single blow.
Even if he couldn't do it himself, the prince who controlled his body could easily take this person's life.
With a simple flick of the gun in his hand, he used skill and flicked the gun. The giant sword in Feng Yu's hand was thrown out of his hand and flew dozens of feet away.
Then, when the dragon-horned winged horse flew by at high speed, Zong Yuan suddenly pulled out his saber with lightning speed and slashed with it, causing Feng Yu's head to fly high!
Then the purple thunder gun in his hand flashed again, and the head was brought back. Feng Yu's eyes were still glaring with anger. The pupils in his eyes were still undiminished, and he seemed to be conscious. Apart from the ordinary confusion inside,
It's all full of resentment and unwillingness,
Zong Yuan didn't bother to care about him and hung Feng Yu's head on his waist.
But he was secretly wondering in his heart that the things he did just now were actually all from his own thoughts. The truth is that the prince would not be so boring, but he did it naturally.
He waved his limbs tentatively, and sure enough, he could move freely. After a moment, he no longer had any doubts. It was estimated that the battle was won, and his eldest son no longer controlled his body.
But at this moment, all the knights of Xuanshan City who were following closely behind him fell silent for a while.
When they followed Zong Yuan into the battle, they were in complete despair and only wanted to support someone. It wasn't until Zong Yuan led them to defeat the 50,000 cavalry troops and defeated Yang Xuan in battle that they felt calm.
A little bit of hope arose. When he got to the back and trampled through seven formations in a row, even the famous Black Cloud Dragon Lancers and Wild Bear Armored Soldiers from the east were trampled under the horse's hooves, it was like a flame rising in his chest.
But when he saw Feng Yu's head being chopped off by Zong Yuan with his own eyes, he was at a loss for the moment. Feelings of disbelief and ecstasy surged into his heart, and he couldn't react for a moment. He could only feel what was happening before his eyes.
Everything was a little dazed, I couldn't believe that this terrifying achievement was created by myself!
Among the crowd, only Tan Tao remained calm. First he took a deep breath, and then let out a long roar: "Feng Yu has been killed! I, Xuan Shan, are mighty!"
The sound contained inner breath, and it actually shook the surrounding areas. The three thousand mysterious knights only came back to their senses slightly at this time. Then they also screamed wildly at the top of their lungs.
"I, the Xuanshan Armored Cavalry, today ride on thousands of troops, and I am invincible!"
They all looked at Zong Yuan with reverent eyes. They all raised their swords and guns and saluted from afar.
"Purple Thunder is invincible, Donglin is unparalleled!"
The roars of three thousand people gathered together, and the sound shook for more than dozens of miles. Outside the barracks, the many people and horses in Yunxia Mountain City all had pale faces.
Some generals remained silent, and without even a moment's hesitation, they led their men and ran wildly to the other end of the gorge. The army of hundreds of thousands dispersed in an instant. Although they did not abandon their helmets,
But it's also a wolf running around, and it seems to be in chaos.
And even the people in Lieyan Mountain looked sad and a little worried.
Their prince is with Feng Yu, and Feng Yu is dead. So, is their prince alive or dead now?
The 30,000 cavalry troops who were originally surrounding the carriage formation also retreated one after another at this moment.
At this moment, Xiong Kui happened to run out of the camp gate from the other side. Two hundred feet away, there was his army of hundreds of thousands. The tens of thousands of cavalry in the distance were also approaching quickly.
Xiong Kui immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was already safe. He couldn't help but turn around and looked behind the camp gate with a somewhat confused look in his eyes.
"Then Feng Yu actually died like this? It's such a pity. I'm afraid there will be no successors to Yunxia Mountain in the future, hehe!"
Just as he was shaking his head, wanting to hide among the cavalry, Xiong Kui suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look to his right.
I saw that in that direction, at some point, a thin mountain mist was filled, covering a radius of more than a hundred miles, and rapidly spreading in all directions.
Xiong Kui raised his eyebrows indifferently at first, then thought of something, and his face immediately turned pale. Then just a moment later, he heard the sound of thunderous hooves approaching quickly.