Feng Xie actually has a lot of expectations.
That is looking forward to the thunder that came before, saving Yi Tong's life as if it had saved Yi Tong.
But after all, he didn't wait.
Feng Jianche simply and decisively killed him, without giving Wu You any chance.
What's more, even if Wu You made a move, Feng Jianche would not retreat.
Even with thunder, Feng Jianche would kill Feng Xie.
Because it represents an attitude.
From the beginning of the war, Wu You had been blocking him. If he were blocked every time, it would have been a great blow to the morale of the barbarian warriors.
More importantly, Feng Jianche had to buy time for his cavalry.
The priests next to the gods were the last defense of Zun Ziwei.
Kill one and one less.
One less, the success rate of the raid will be higher.
Even if it is only a little bit higher, Feng Jianche will desperately complete it, because he has no way to retreat.
There is no way back for the entire barbarians.
They can only go forward, desperately going forward.
There is hope and light ahead.
The moment Feng Jianche killed Feng Xie, the thunder fell into the air again.
This time, Feng Jianche still did not escape.
Feng Jianche let out a muffled snort, and blood spilled along the corners of his mouth.
Then he raised his head and looked into the distance, roaring.
On the mountain bag in the distance, Wu You expressionless.
His left hand was raised, and his fingers crossed the sword.
This time, it was no longer a thunder.
It's the natal sword!
Feng Jianche increased his speed to the extreme and rushed to the gods.
Come on, see if your sword is fast or mine is fast.
That natal sword pierced the sky, and it came as a flash of light.
The sword blocked Feng Jianche's path.
Feng Jianche raised his foot and kicked.
The sword hummed, then split instantly.
The split sword formed a person in mid-air.
A man with a sword.
The profile of this man is very similar to Wu You.
"It" held a sword and stabbed towards Feng Jianche.
boom!
Feng Jianche's leg bumped with the sword.
"Sword Shadow" collapsed.
Feng Jianche staggered back, a long sword mark appeared on his calf, and blood gurgled out.
Although "Sword Shadow" collapsed, the sword was still there.
And the attack showed no signs of stopping.
Feng Jianche dragged an already mutilated leg, and then blasted it with a punch.
The body of the sword was hit by a fist, and the body of the sword was bent to the extreme, but it did not break.
Then, the blade rebounded.
The huge rebound force directly shook Feng Jianche away.
Feng Jianche has tried his best to adjust his posture, but at this moment it is already difficult for him to do so.
Eventually he landed on his back and uttered a halo of blood.
The sword flew right after it.
But just hovering in front of Feng Jianche, and didn't immediately stabbed him.
Feng Jianche stood up slowly, covered his chest with one hand, and said with a sneer: "Wu You, I don't need you to pretend to be."
The sound was not loud, but Feng Jianche believed Wu You could hear it.
He knew why Wu You didn't kill him, that guy was so proud that he was a bit paranoid.
What Wu You wants is a kind of relative fairness. Feng Jianche has experienced many battles, both large and small, on his way, which consumes a lot of physical strength and energy. However, Wu You does not want to take advantage of Feng Jianche, so it can be solved. When it was Feng Jianche, Wu You stopped.
"If you really want a fair duel, you shouldn't choose to be at such a time." Feng Jianche continued: "I have been fighting with my people on the battlefield for so many days, and the fierceness of this battle is so severe. I should have seen it. No matter it is our barbarians, the Seven Nation Army, or the Temple, there is nothing left. I am the Young Master of the Demon Sect, so I naturally want to go all out. And you just stand by and wait for work, I know you don't bother to deal with me My compatriots, your thunder is only locked on me. But is this really fair? Wu You, how ridiculous your creed looks on such a battlefield. Come on, stab me to death with your sword."
The sword hovering in the air trembled slightly.
Wu You responded in this way again.
Then it really stabbed.
Feng Jianche stood motionless and chose the most violent response method.
The sword penetrated Feng Jianche's defenses, and a small portion of the sword was submerged into Feng Jianche's chest.
Feng Jianche didn't have any pain on his face, he held the hilt with both hands, roared like a trapped beast, and then snapped the sword abruptly!
On the mountain bag, Wu You's face suddenly turned pale, and his figure trembled a few times.
He quickly stabilized his body, his left hand shaking rapidly in the air.
The Broken Sword that was held tightly by Feng Jianche began to struggle frantically, and Feng Jianche felt beyond his control because of the power.
So he threw the sword to the ground and stomped it tightly with his feet.
Upon seeing this, Wu You's expression turned pale.
This is the shame of Chi Guoguo.
Feng Jianche laughed loudly, and blood kept coming out of his mouth: "Wu You, you have known high above all your life, and now I am not stepping on you!"
Wu You snorted, and the person disappeared on the mountain bag in an instant, and reappeared in front of Feng Jianche.
His two fingers pierced Feng Jianche's throat.
There is no mercy, no hesitation.
Just stabbed in the past decisively.
Feng Jianche soared into the air, flashed back and retreated.
Wu You immediately followed, and his fingers were only an inch away from Feng Jianche's throat.
But this inch seems to be impossible to break through.
The speed of the two is very fast. In the eyes of others, two shadows shuttle back and forth in the battlefield. Wherever they pass, the battle will stop for a moment.
The snowflakes on the ground were stirred up even more.
Such pursuit lasted for about a cup of tea.
Feng Jianche's speed slowed down.
After all, he was wounded, and it was very rare to be able to fight Wu You for so long.
It is meaningless to run away again, after all, it will be sooner or later to be caught up.
So Feng Jianche stopped, he clamped the broken sword in his chest with his two fingers, and slowly pulled it out.
Then he sat down cross-legged and let out a long sigh of unwillingness.
Wu You stood in front of him, holding his hands.
He didn't really want to kill Feng Jianche.
Just want Feng Jianche to admit defeat.
Now, Wu You's goal has been achieved.
The barbarian's most powerful warrior, the greatest support and the last spiritual pillar, collapsed.
This final battle has come to an end.
Wu You looked at Feng Jianche and said, "Why is this again."
Feng Jianche did not look up: "Heaven has never given a barbarian a chance to choose."
"Yes, but you gave up." Wu You said.
Feng Jianche smiled coldly, not answering Wu You's question.
On the other side, the cavalry who had high hopes from the barbarians finally rushed three feet away from the gods.
However, it has also reached the end.
Because Chu Weili made a move.
(End of this chapter)