Tuoba Mastiff stood on the top of the stone pillar, seemingly confused about the situation.
Then the yellow sand rolled around Tuoba Mastiff and condensed into the figure of Ying Yonglin:
"This person actually possesses the highest holy power of Buddhism. No wonder he can compete with the power of the Eight Formations of Yellow Sand."
"Hey, didn't you say that the Eighth Formation of Huangsha cannot be broken by ordinary people in the city? How can you explain this?"
Not only was Tuoba Mastiff not in the embarrassment of his enemies escaping, but he actually started to mock them.
Ying Yonglin glanced at him lightly and replied:
"In this case, it's up to General Tuoba to go hunt down this person. I have to personally guard this unreliable formation. The other party is using a tactic to divert the tiger away from the mountain and take the opportunity to break out."
"Ah ha, brother Yong Lin, are you kidding me? You saw the way that boy took care of the boy Song just now. If you let me go after him alone, aren't you afraid that I won't come back?"
Tuoba Mastiff looked down at Song Yanqi, who was injured by Han Feng using "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", and laughed, obviously unwilling to chase Han Feng.
Ying Yonglin saw the scruples in Tuoba Mastiff's heart and said:
"Brother Tuoba was probably shocked by that person's amazing spear skills just now. You can rest assured that the martial arts that that person used just now is called "Whistling Maitreya Future Chapter". It is one of the three highest sacred arts in Buddhism. It has
The ability to transcend time in the future cannot be used only with the strength of the third grade... That person just used "The Future of Maitreya" to draw the future skills, and now he must have been overdrawn. You will definitely not have a problem in taking this opportunity to capture him.
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Tuoba Mastiff was a little moved when he was told:
"Brother Ying, do you have to take it seriously?"
Ying Yonglin answered seriously:
"In the name of the military leader, I will not lie to you."
"Okay, then I'm going!"
Tuoba Mastiff waved his hand, and the war hammer under the stone pillar flew back.
It was like a mountain of meat flying in the sky, pursuing in the direction where Han Feng had gone.
Ying Yonglin watched Tuoba Mastiff chasing after him, turned around and glanced at Song Yanqi below, and then continued to activate the Eighth Yellow Sand Formation.
The puppet warriors among them absorbed the energy of the formation and regrouped, and the rolling yellow sand became a bit fiercer.
As for the Tuoba Mastiff, he was flying in the air with a war hammer in his hand, looking downwards, searching all the way.
The flight speed of the above three levels has been flying through the air for such a long time, and the distance has become far away, and the clouds and dust are extremely far away.
Tuoba Mastiff kept searching in the sky and finally found Han Feng.
But what's surprising is... Han Feng is sitting on the red horse [Lingxu Tayu], seemingly waiting for him to catch up.
Tuoba Mastiff rushed towards Han Feng with its third-level aura, and the wolf totem appeared faintly behind it. From the duel of aura, it was obvious that Han Feng did only have a fifth-level cultivation level.
Feeling this, Tuoba Mastiff's expression became ferocious, and he was already sketching in his mind how he would bring Han Feng's skin and cramps to show off his power in front of Song Yanqi.
"Boy, why didn't you run away? Do you still want to fight to the death with this general? I might as well tell you that a lion will fight a rabbit with all his strength, and I won't give you any chance to escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, strong four-color gusts of wind condensed behind Tuoba Mastiff. Each of these gusts of wind had different colors, and eventually formed a giant ball of wind that enveloped Tuoba Mastiff and fell towards Han Feng's position.
When Han Feng saw this, he did not dodge or evade, with a mocking laugh on his face.
Tuoba Mastiff couldn't help but say from the wind ball: "Boy, what are you laughing at? I will tear you into pieces!!"
Han Feng shook his head and sat on the back of [Lingxu Tayu]:
"I remembered something happy."
"I'll fight!!!"
As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, Wu Xingyun's voice sounded immediately, and the Fengyun Monument suddenly appeared, growing from small to large, and slammed heavily on the wind ball transformed by the Tuoba Mastiff.
"boom!!!"
With a loud noise, the Tuoba Mastiff was smashed into the ground...
Then the Fengyun Monument slowly became smaller. Wu Xingyun stood in the sky holding the smaller Fengyun Monument, looking at the huge hole in the ground made by the Tuoba Mastiff, and said disdainfully:
"Tsk, I thought he was some powerful character, but it turns out he's not worthy of grandma."
"Damn it, who are you talking to about grandma?"
Tuoba Mastiff was so angry that he jumped up from the ground, swung his war hammer and hit Wu Xingyun.
The green figure flashed, and it turned out that Lu Xiaofeng had arrived. His fingers traced an inexplicable path, and he actually clamped the handle of the giant hammer just right.
"Lingxi Yizhi" is not so much a certain kind of martial arts as it is a kind of wonderful martial arts wisdom.
No matter how the opponent attacks, Lu Xiaofeng can completely clamp the opponent's weapon with just one index finger and one middle finger.
This is almost metaphysical.
And in this world of gods and demons, the mystery of "Lingxi One Finger" has been developed to an extreme.
Tuoba Mastiff pulled the war hammer in his hand hard, but the war hammer actually didn't move at all under Lu Xiaofeng's fingers.
"Let go, fucking let me go!!"
Tuoba Mastiff roared angrily.
No matter how loud the Tuoba Mastiff roared, Lu Xiaofeng responded calmly:
"Similarly, there are many people talking to me. Most of them have a common ending. Do you want to know?"
"I do not want!"
Tuoba Mastiff roared.
Lu Xiaofeng seemed not to have heard anything and replied:
"That's it, I'm going to the west~"
"Take a slap from grandma!"
Wu Xingyun's voice sounded almost at the same time as Lu Xiaofeng's. As Wu Xingyun's inner strength and will were poured into him, the Fengyun Monument actually began to extend vertically. Then Wu Xingyun swung it like a hammer and hit the Tuoba Mastiff hard on the head...
The majestic war general in the sky was knocked unconscious in just a few moves...
Tuoba Mastiff's eyes darkened and she was about to fall to the ground. Lu Xiaofeng quickly lifted her up with quick hands.
Then the two of them flew in the air in front of Han Feng.
Han Feng sat on the back of [Lingxu Stepping Sky] and asked:
"How is Mr. Sun Star doing?"
Lu Xiaofeng replied:
"Binghe Cangqiong has been causing chaos everywhere in Liguo recently, and Lord Xing is busy suppressing the chaos on Fuyuan Road."
"Well, very good, pay attention to protecting the civilians. This is also an opportunity for our heaven to cultivate a mass base." Han Feng nodded, then reined in his horse and changed direction, "If the matter here is over, I will rush to Yuchenjing."
"Okay, if the emperor needs anything, please contact us."
"must."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng raced towards Yuchenjing.
At this time, Han Feng's destination was outside Yuchenjing, the imperial capital of the country.
Thousands of guards from the Hanging Sword Division have been gathered, ordering envoys and even wielding swords.
[Suppress demons, drive away evil, kill evil, avoid evil, and kill monsters] The five great sword masters led nearly ten thousand disciples of the Xuanjian Division to block the gates of Yuchenjing City, just to force the imperial capital to release the leader of the Xuanjian Division, Jun Huaixu.
The admiral of the city guard of Yuchenjing stood at the top of the city and raised his voice and asked:
"Five sword masters! You brought so many Xuanjian Division disciples to the imperial capital. Could it be that... you want to rebel!??"
There was silence in the direction of the Xuanjian Division, and then [Quexie Sword Master] Yang Shujue moved the black-red divine sword in his hand, pointing directly at the Yuchenjing City Gate.
A black dragon flew straight towards the city wall of Yuchenjing.
"I'll say it again! Please ask the imperial capital to release Lord Huaixu, the chief of the Xuanjian Division!!!"