Gu Fenghua and others' hearts sank into the Ice Valley. If there was only one Feng Modi, they could still fight hard, but with the thousands of iron-blooded soldiers in heavy armor, they had amazing lethality.
Magic arrows, they probably don’t even have the chance to fight to the death.
At this moment, a man in black suddenly floated out and appeared behind Feng Modi, with the long sword in his hand stabbing him in his heart like lightning.
It can be seen that this person has the cultivation level of the Soul Saint Realm. If he had changed his usual practice, Feng Modi would not have taken his sword seriously at all, but now he is in a stalemate with Gu Fenghua and others.
Not far, the sword of the man in black will undoubtedly become the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"Ka!" The long sword pierced into his armor. Although the armor is of extraordinary quality and has the defensive power of some magical instruments, it is not a magical weapon. Unless he constantly injects holy energy, how can he block a soul saint?
A full-strength blow.
Just a little hindered, the cold sword successfully pierced the armor, and then pierced into the body, carrying the condensed holy energy to the vital point of the heart vein.
Feng Modi would never dream of that in this Pingsha Pass, someone dared to attack him secretly, felt the severe pain of the wounded place, and the coldness that was getting closer and closer to his heart, so he could survive all the battles.
At this moment, there is a lot of chaos.
"Looking for death!" Feng Modi roared angrily and slapped his palm back.
The man in black was prepared for a long time, and he had already let go and retreated as he took action, but he was still a little slow. He swept his fingertips and flew out with a muffled groan, leaving a bright red blood wherever he passed.
But just as the skill of slapping out with one palm, the balance between the sword and sword energy was finally broken. Gu Fenghua and others' eight gods concentrated their hearts, splitting the sword energy like a bamboo shoot and passing through Feng Modi.
A bloody scar pulled from his forehead to his abdomen, and blood soared into the sky.
The scene was shocking and shocking everyone!
"Ah..." Feng Modi shouted bitterly and fell back. Until his death, he had his eyes wide open, unable to believe that with his cultivation level at the Xuan Saint, he died at the hands of several soul saints.
It was a long story, but in a blink of an eye, all the soldiers under his command were shocked and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Follow me!" The man in black endured his injuries, and rushed out first to Gu Fenghua and others with difficulty.
This man was wearing black and masked. In the darkness, Gu Fenghua and others could not tell who it was, but they didn't think much about it and followed quickly.
Although they had previously killed Feng Modi, the opponent was too strong and they were all seriously injured. If they didn't leave quickly, they would be surrounded by thousands of heavily armored cavalry and hundreds of holy magic arrows, and they would still be dead.
Besides, if this man in black wants them to die, there is no need to rescue him, so they have nothing to doubt.
Gu Fenghua and others followed closely behind the man and rushed towards the city wall on the southwest side.
"The Lord is dead, they killed him!"
"Kill them and avenge your lord!"
"Avenge your revenge!" Seeing Gu Fenghua and others flying away, Feng Modi's shocked soldiers woke up as if they were dreaming.
Teams of heavily armored cavalry urged the war horses under their crotch, waving their spears and swords, and rushed over. The archers also pulled the holy archers again. However, in the chaos, the cavalry crowded into a group, and the archers were also again.
Without the previous uniformity, the arrows shot were sparse and greatly reduced in power.