"If you want to defeat Fengyan City, you are still a long way off!"
Feng Yancheng, who was standing on one side of the battlefield, suddenly let out a low hum. It was faint and inaudible at first, as if it came from the eighteen levels of hell, and then it suddenly occupied the entire world.
With the spear in his hand, Subuchi suddenly felt as if he was in the midst of a howling gale, swimming upstream and feeling extremely uncomfortable. He knew that Feng Yancheng had integrated his unique Qigong, the Yan Yang Qigong, into the whistling sound, and launched the most fierce internal force attack on him, and the next move would surely be the final blow for the two of them!
The winner will be decided here!
Shuchi suddenly bit his lips tightly, and blood immediately flowed out, but this was the only way for Shuchi to resist the roar of Fengyan City. He used pain to suppress the terrifying and breathtaking roar. At the same time, Shuchi slowly struck out the poisonous dragon spear in his hand that was ready to go.
The spears were approaching Fengyan City at a strangely slow speed, yet they seemed to be as fast as thunder.
However, just when Subuchi's poisonous dragon spear was about to hit Fengyan City, a strange aura suddenly emerged, causing Subuchi to feel a terrible sensation and fall forward involuntarily.
There was still no strong energy rushing forward, but the entire space was burning and boiling, as if one had been exposed naked for many days in a vast, dry, hot, and daunting desert, on the verge of death from the dryness and lack of water.
Then, Fengyan City's Moon Wolf Spear advanced at an astonishing speed, regenerating and changing, the heat kept increasing, it was unpredictable and impossible to control, but it seemed like there was no change at all, returning to its original state and combining the myriad changes in the unchanging. Such martial arts took away the fortune of heaven and earth.
Looking at the man and spear in front of him, who were one and the same, Feng Yancheng suddenly shouted, "Come on!"
Immediately, Feng Yancheng's demeanor became calm and composed, without any human emotions of joy, resentment, greed, anger, ignorance, and fear. His eyes were as cold as a wolf staring at its prey, and suddenly the warhorse stood up. The Moon Wolf Spear pointed obliquely at the sky, and the wolf's howl immediately turned into thunderous cheers and shouts, doubling his aura of a great master!
People, horses, and spears suddenly became a majestic landscape.
Feng Yancheng's attack was the pinnacle of his power and weapons, and could even be considered the ultimate skill of this grassland martial arts master.
The Moon Wolf Spear shot out like an arrow from a bow, stabbing towards Shuchi at an astonishing speed. The power of this spear was extremely terrifying, as if the grassland sky, the heavens and the earth were all drawn by this spear that could shock the heavens and the earth and make the ghosts weep. This spear, which was fired with the accumulation of true energy to the peak, was truly irresistible.
"Bang!"
The meeting of the two spears shook the world!
The poisonous dragon spear broke into two pieces, and Shuchi flew backwards into the army formation behind him like a wounded wild goose, his life or death uncertain. On the other hand, Feng Yancheng pulled in the reins and only took a few steps back, then stood steadily, and the difference in strength was naturally obvious.
However, just when the battle of Fengyan City had just stopped and everyone had not yet recovered from the fact that Fengyan City had defeated Shuchi, a swift figure suddenly appeared like a light smoke, bypassed the thousands of horses in front of the battle array, and launched a murderous attack at the grassland martial master Fengyan City who was taking a break!
The punch is as fast as thunder and as powerful as breaking wind!
At this moment, Feng Yancheng, who was originally smiling and in a good mood because of defeating the Mongolian vanguard general, the Poison Dragon Spear Subuchi, suddenly turned around.
In just a moment, the eyes that were full of excitement just now were once again filled with murderous intent. The super martial arts master who roamed the frontier raised his right hand, and boundless flaming energy gathered on his fist.
With a loud shout, Feng Yancheng suddenly punched backwards with a heavy fist wrapped in scorching flames. At the same time, a thunderous fist that could split the sky and the earth suddenly appeared in the world, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart, and it hit Feng Yancheng's back directly!
Without a sound or a trace, the dazzling lightning and fire suddenly disappeared, and the figure that had attacked Fengyan City flew backwards dozens of feet. However, on the other side, the "god" in the eyes of the Turks, the Grassland Martial Lord, had actually been knocked off his horse
Feng Yancheng slowly stood up, tightly gripping the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand, but there was no joy on his face, instead he became more and more angry.
"Xiao Canglan! Tell me, I have invited you to help me many times, but you always refused? But why? Why did you, the Magic Master Palace, become Temujin's running dog today?"
Feng Yancheng snorted angrily, and without saying much, he blasted out another stream of flaming Yang Qi. The chaotic battlefield was suddenly filled with flying dust under this violent blast.
However, in the midst of the dust, there was a tall and solid figure like a rock that had existed for thousands of years.
The figure was surrounded by violent lightning, as if it was this lightning that protected him from the terrifying fist light just now.
"Alas! There is no Magician's Palace in this world anymore." The visitor corrected seriously.
Feng Yancheng sneered with disdain: "So, why did your little magician Xiao Canglan come here?"
"Xiao Canglan from the Demon Sect! In the name of the Heavenly Demon, I have come here only for the head of Fengyan City!"
"Hahaha! You want my head? With your help?" Feng Yancheng suddenly roared to the sky: "Even if you have learned all the true teachings of Meng Chixing, if you haven't mastered the Dao Heart Planting Demon Technique, it will take you more than a hundred years to deal with me. If you miss, just come here!"
"How could anyone in this world want to die?" Facing Feng Yancheng's contempt, Xiao Canglan was not moved at all, but instead showed a playful smile: "If it were just me, I might not be your opponent, but when did I say that I'm the only one here?"
As the sonorous and powerful words fell, an undisguised powerful aura swept over like a whirlwind in the blink of an eye!
A green figure flashed in the dust and slowly walked over. A clear voice was heard at the same time. The voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield like a death knell: "The contemporary demon, Young Master Xiaoyan, greets Lord Wu Zun!"
Feng Yancheng's expression suddenly changed. The young magician Xiao Canglan was already one of the top masters on the grassland. However, at this moment, the aura rising from Young Master Xiaoyan was even more chilling!
"The contemporary devil?" Feng Yancheng's eyes flashed with vigilance.
Young Master Xiaoyan smiled and waved the folding fan in his hand, and said slowly: "That's right, the goal of uniting the two sects and six ways of the Holy Sect and unifying the Holy Sect has been accomplished in my hands. After that, I will sweep it across the universe and realize the Holy Sect's ambition to unify the world! So... ... Today, I have to trouble Master Wu Zun to hand over your head first!"
"Haha!" The Moon Wolf Spear suddenly shot out from Feng Yancheng's hand, and a deafening roar came roaring: "If you want to kill me, Feng Yancheng, it's not that easy!" (To be continued)