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Just as Shen Ping was muttering in his heart, Zui Fengjian had already gotten close to him, he did not know when the sword in his hand had been spirited, so it aimed at Shen Ping's lower abdomen and pierced forward.

Aiya! Shen Ping exclaimed in his heart. The opponent's speed was unbelievably fast, it was beyond his imagination.

He anxiously used his blade to block, wanting to parry Zui Fengjian's stab, but right at that moment, the Spirit Sword Qi in Zui Fengjian's hand shot out multicolored light, the Spirit Martial Skill was released.

At this time, Shen Ping had already retracted his blade, he simply did not have the time to use his spirit martial skill to block the Soul-chasing Thorn. In just an instant, Shen Ping was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat, and without much time to think, he rolled backwards, and directly fell off his warhorse.

Plop!

Shen Ping fell heavily onto the ground, and also fell with a head full of dirt and dirt, but luckily he was not hurt by the other party's Soul-chasing Thorn s. However, his warhorse was not so lucky. After being hit by the Soul-chasing Thorn, the warhorse's side was riddled with holes and it died on the spot.

Seeing that the person's spirit weapon was too powerful, that the person's spirit weapon was on a completely different level, Shen Ping did not dare to stand anymore, and turned to run back. However, he had forgotten one person, Zhan Wudi who was slashed into the ground by him.

He ran and took two steps, and Zhan Wudi who was deep in the ground suddenly sat up, the Purple Dark Light Sabre in his hands swept out straight towards Shen Ping's ankle.

He could hear a cracking sound, and both of Shen Ping's legs were struck by the Purple Dark Light Sabre, the spirit armor on his ankles could not block the treasured blade's fierce slash. Following a crisp sound, Shen Ping's legs broke, and his broken legs that were as smooth as a mirror ran a few steps forward before losing balance, causing him to fall onto the ground, and Shen Ping's howls of pain filled the entire battlefield, as blood dripped all over the ground.

Zhan Wudi gasped for breath as he stood up. As he walked towards Shen Ping, he raised his blade and sliced down with all his might without saying a word. Ka-cha! * Shen Ping's shout suddenly stopped, his entire body was cut apart from the center alive, his corpse split into two.

Shen Ping was killed by Zhan Wudi in the blink of an eye. Ying Bu and the rest who were watching the battle did not even have the time to save him.

Seeing Shen Ping die so miserably in the hands of an enemy general, Ying Bu's heart was filled with grief and resentment, his fists were clenched so tight that creaking sounds could be heard, but Ying Bu was not an impulsive person, from the situation on the battlefield, he could already see that Zui Fengjian's spirit weapon was too powerful, at least more powerful than his own.

Ying Bu pointed at Zui Fengjian, gritted his teeth, and asked the generals beside him: "Who is this person?"

"Oh …" All the generals looked at a loss, unable to answer. Someone had used the Arts of Clairvoyance to check Zui Fengjian's cultivation, but was simply unable to find out, which meant that his cultivation was far above hers.

Just then, a regiment commander named Shang Qing suddenly remembered something, and panted for breath, urgently asking: "I heard Zhong Tian has an expert from Divine Pool as his bodyguard, General, could this person be an expert from Divine Pool?"

Ah!" When Ying Bu heard this, he nodded his head and thought that it was reasonable. If this person was Zhong Tian or a general of the Ning army, he would have already been famous for his cultivation level and would have heard of him before. Ying Bu frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing him not saying a word, the surrounding generals all became anxious, their relationship with Shen Ping was also very deep, like their own siblings. Now that Shen Ping had died so miserably, how could they endure it? The generals interfered and saluted. "General, let this general fight!"

"General, I'll go!"

"…"

Everyone took the initiative to submit to Ying Bu, not only did Ying Bu not lose control of his head, he calmed himself down instead. He shook his head slowly and said faintly: "Zhan Wudi is strong enough by himself, adding this person, even if we work together, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to win."

"General, General Shen Ping has died a horrible death. We must avenge him!"

"That's right!" General! Give the order to fight! "

As Ying Bu was thinking about how to appease his subordinates and brothers, Zhan Wudi actually started to curse in front of the two armies. Ying Bu, stop sending Subordinate out to die, if you have the guts, come out and fight me yourself. Why, do you not even have that kind of guts, you cowardly turtle? "

Being scolded in such a manner in front of everyone, anyone who had some guts would not be able to take it. Ying Bu's lungs were about to explode from anger, but he knew in his heart that if he were to fight, he would be provoked by Zhan Wudi.

He could bear it, but the other generals couldn't. Following the roar, one of the generals did not even bother to greet Ying Bu and instead, urged his horse to get off the battlefield and charged straight at Zhan Wudi.

Zhan Wudi did not recognize Ying Bu, but seeing another person rushing out from the other camp, he did not confirm his identity, and when the other party was about to approach him, he asked: "Are you General Ying Bu?"

"Why do we need the general to kill you?" The general roared angrily, and when he was in front of Zhan Wudi, he thrusted his spear at him.

This time, Zhan Wudi did not clash head on with the opponent, but chose to quickly retreat. He thought that the old man was unable to defeat him, which made him even more infuriated. As he urged his horse to catch up, he continued to stab out several times. Zhan Wudi was quite agile as he dodged to the left and right, quickly retreating to Zui Fengjian's side.

At this time, the general also saw through Zhan Wudi's intentions. He wanted to fight together with the Divine Pool expert against him. He was not afraid, and roared as he raised his spirit spear, and used his skill, Cross Blade Technique, to attack together with him.

Zhan Wudi did not want to fight with, so he did not have the strength to. Instead, he cleverly retreated behind Zui Fengjian and pushed him to the front.

Seeing that the opponent's Cross Blade Slash had already reached him, Zui Fengjian casually waved the spirit sword in his hand, releasing a gust of wind.

Cross Blade and Spirit Chaos Wind were both large scale offensive skills, but the former's attack range was much smaller and its Spirit Blade was also stronger and more concentrated, but the difference in Spiritual Martial Cultivation between them and Zui Fengjian was too great, his cross blade was instantly destroyed by Zui Fengjian's Spirit Chaos Wind and the numerous Spirit Blade continued to attack him without slowing.

At this time, he was no longer able to continuously use the second Spirit Martial Technique to block it. Furthermore, if he wanted to dodge out of the way, the attack range of the wind was even more unrealistic. While he was still shocked, the Spirit Blade had already flown up to him.

Once the gust of wind passed, it would seem that the spirit armor on his body, along with the armor on it, had been twisted into pieces. No one knew how many pieces of his flesh were cut off by the Spirit Blade, only leaving behind a set of bright red skeleton.

No matter if it was the Ba Pass side or the Ning Army side, they were all stunned by Zui Fengjian's Spirit Force. Even Zhan Wudi, who was at the side, was shocked, he was confident that even if he was at his peak, the Spirit Confusion Wind would not be as powerful as this.

Ying Bu watched as another of his brothers died in front of the formation without even being able to receive a single blow from him. He was sad, angry and angry, his courage almost bursting as he turned around and shouted to the generals on his left and right, "Without my order, whoever dares to fight on their own, regardless of victory or defeat, will be killed without mercy!"

Now, without his order, none of the generals dared to go up on stage again. Ying Bu was right, even if all of them were to go into battle together, they might not be his match.

Zui Fengjian killed an enemy general in one move, causing Zhan Wudi's confidence to rise again. He quickly went over to Zui Fengjian and shouted towards the Ba Pass Army camp: "Anyone who isn't afraid of death, come at me! Ying Bu, you shameless bastard, why did you only call Subordinate out to die? Come, come, come, come. Do you dare to personally come out and fight? "

Ying Bu was not provoked by Zhan Wudi and sat on his horse, not moving at all.

Zhan Wudi shouted for a few times, but seeing that the enemy did not move, he became tired and turned to Zui Fengjian: "Looks like the enemy has been scared out of their wits by you, now is the best time to attack …"

Before he could finish his words, Zui Fengjian had also thrown aside his large strides and directly walked toward the Ba Pass Army battle formation.

Zhan Wudi was arrogant enough, but Zui Fengjian was even more arrogant than him.

As for Ying Bu, seeing that powerful Divine Pool expert walking towards his side, his heart jumped to his throat and he anxiously shouted: "Archers, prepare the arrow formation!"

In the Tianyuan Army, there were no bow bearers, halberds, and saber hands. The soldiers had gone through strict and comprehensive training, holding their bows and arrows meant that they were bow archers, holding their halberds meant that they had a long weapon, a horse was a cavalry horse, and a horse was an infantry soldier. But on the other side, the Feng Army was still the same, with the archer as the archer, only appearing in long distance combat.

Following Ying Bu's command, the archers all took their positions and nocked their bows as they aimed at the approaching Zui Fengjian.

When Zui Fengjian had already entered their range of attack, Ying Bu did not give the order to shoot yet. The people did not understand and turned to look at him.

Ying Bu had his own thoughts. Since he could not defeat the opponent in the Spirit Force, he would use his arrow formation to kill him. If the opponent were to shoot an arrow the moment he entered the range of the arrow, he was afraid that the opponent would escape, so he wanted to wait for the opponent to go deeper and then shoot an arrow, not giving him the chance to escape.

When Zui Fengjian was only fifty meters away from the battle array, he waved his arm forward fiercely and shouted loudly, "Release the arrows!"

As he gave the order, all five hundred archers from the Ba Pass Army shot out Eagle Feather Arrow s at the same time. The concentrated number of arrows all concentrated on Zui Fengjian.

Such a close range attack was truly difficult for ordinary Spirit Cultivator to block, but how could Zui Fengjian be an ordinary Spirit Cultivator?