Chapter 584 : The Finale: The Battle Continues (6)
He sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere!
As a poison magician who has lived in the mountains of Miao territory for many years, his subconscious tells him that danger is approaching step by step! He is like a prey that has stepped into a trap!
The thought of retreat quickly flashed through his mind. Fenhun gritted his teeth and turned around to go back, but when his figure moved, what appeared in front of him was no longer the same path he had taken before.
A row of neatly dressed warriors holding swords came into view as if they suddenly emerged from the ground.
The costumes of those southern human spiritual cultivators were very familiar to Fenhun, and it also sent a chill down his spine.[
That is the uniform of Nanzhao warriors!
"You...you are..."
Fenhunzhan was trembling and looked at the person coming with horror. He stepped back unconsciously and suddenly turned around. Just as he was about to flee forcefully, the figure in front of him flashed. A young man with a delicate face had already stopped in front of him.
That handsome and fair face was as cold as ice.
Fenhun's eyes fell on the person who came, and he looked up and down, suddenly feeling an inexplicable tremor.
It was obviously the first time I saw each other, but the appearance of the young man in front of me looked so familiar.
"Burning Soul! You should know me!"
The young man's cold voice suddenly sounded, which only startled him.
"Nan...the seventh prince of Nanzhao...you are Nangong Jinsheng!"
Fenhun opened his mouth wide for a long time, and finally pointed at the person coming and exclaimed intermittently.
"That's right! I've been waiting for you here for a long time! Fenhun, today next year will be your death anniversary!"
Nangong Jinsheng glanced sideways, and two sharp eyes stared at him, making Fenhun almost unsteady, but he still forced himself to be calm and said fiercely:
"You killed my brother, Great Elder Fen Xin! How dare you speak so loudly!"
Nangong Jinsheng was aggressive, pointing the sword directly at Fenhun and shouted:
"Hmph! How can a burning heart eliminate the hatred in my heart!
You know, you Miao people have in your hands the blood of my father, brother, and more than a dozen members of my family! I, Nangong Jinsheng, wish I could kill all of you Miao people!"
There was a crisp sound. Behind Fenhun, the hundreds of Miao warriors who surrounded him all drew out their swords at their waists and came towards him with cold eyes.
"Burn the soul! There is no need to impose any rules on evil people like you Miao Jiang, but today, I, Nangong Jinsheng, am here to avenge the Nangong family's feud. Show your weapons, and I will compete with you alone.
Down!"
Nangong Jinsheng straightened his sword and came straight up, approaching Fenhun step by step.[
Fenhun's eyes flickered, fighting alone was not his strong point in terms of force.
As the seventh prince of Nanzhao, Nangong Jinsheng is far inferior to Aojunxie in terms of strength, but he is not an ordinary person after all.
What's more, in order to escape for his life, he even threw away his sidearm and suffered internal injuries. If he wanted to compete with Nangong Jinsheng, it would be like throwing an egg against a stone, with no chance of winning.
Nangong Jinsheng's face was expressionless, and he was getting closer and closer step by step. It seemed that although his opponent had not made any move, he had no intention of giving in.
From the moment Ao Junxie heard the name Fen Xin's younger brother Fen Hun, the anger of his family in the past had already made him cruel and decisive!