On the border of Feng Nation, there were a full 30,000 troops, motionless on the vast land, exuding a strong air.
Before the 30,000 army, there was a young man in his twenties, lying halfway on a golden car, standing on the left and right with four women wearing blue gauze.
This person is the great prince of Feng Nation, Situ Aotian, and he is also a rare young master in Feng Nation.
He also has a younger brother, who is the first genius of Feng Nation. A few years ago, he was accepted as a true disciple by the top forces of Jiuyou Ancient State, and he is now working hard to cultivate.
Zhao Qiankun had already been killed, and a mere galaxy academy, and how powerful a person could get out, could not reverse the situation.
Situ Aotian's eyes showed a bit of scorching color, and he turned around and asked: "When will the two powers of Mengyi, Sword Sect, and Poison Sect come over?"
"I have contacted them, and it should be possible to arrive within an hour."
The man at the helm of the Legion of Wind, the archer of the Wind Kingdom, Meng Yi replied very respectfully.
"Well, when the two sects come together and attack the ancient city of Tianluo, they will surely take the ancient city of Tianluo in one fell swoop!" Situ Aotian said coldly.
In less than an hour, two groups of people appeared on the distant land, each with dozens of people. It was the Sword Sect and the Poison Sect. These two forces were quite powerful in the rain country. This time they specially assisted Situ Aotian. Capture the ancient city of Tianluo.
"It's been a long time since we welcome the two sects!" Situ Aotian stood up and stared at the past.
"Let the great prince wait a long time." A sturdy middle-aged man said, arching his hands, exuding an extremely fierce air, this person is the elder of the sword sect.
"The big prince, thinking about Tianluo ancient city so much, there won't be any good things, it's better to say it to satisfy our curiosity."
Not far from the Sword Sect, there were people from the Poison Sect. Among a group of gloomy monks, an old man walked out of the crowd, wearing a black ancient robe, wrapped in a thin body, with old eyelids like dry bark.
"My Situ Aotian, welcome Dao Zong Chenshan elder, and poison sect Chixie elder, come here, but I don’t want to listen to what Elder Chixie said. Ten years ago, you also participated in the battle. You should know what temper my Situ Aotian is."
Situ Aotian carried his hands on his back. Although he was only in his twenties, his eyes revealed an extremely shrewd look.
In today's Fengguo, the two princes, Situ Aotian, are scheming and proficient in politics; the second prince Situ Liuyun, with extraordinary talent, is a martial arts wizard.
In Fengguo, the names of these two people can be said to be unknown.
"The prince is serious, I just asked casually, no other meaning." Poison sect elder, Chi Xie quickly apologized for this prince, he is quite jealous, young, but the methods are quite ruthless.
"It's good if you understand, you just do your own thing, and the reward I promised by Situ Aotian will be no less! When everyone is here, let's set out and attack Tianluo Ancient City!"
Situ Aotian gave an order, and the 30,000 army, plus the sword sect, the poison sect, and the Chaotianluo ancient city, slammed.
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"The people of Feng Country are here to kill!"
Thirty thousand troops approached Tianluo Ancient City in just half a day.
It was originally assembled at the border, and only waited for Zhao Qiankun to send a message before he could leave. Therefore, it took a very short time to reach the ancient city of Tianluo.
The news spread all over the ancient city of Tianluo for the first time.
Jiang Feng's expression condensed, and he couldn't expect Feng Guo to be so fast. Sure enough, they should have known that Zhao Qiankun was killed, so they immediately launched an attack.
What's terrible is that thousands of disciples in Galaxy Academy have not rushed back, this is a group of not weak forces.
Fengguo unexpectedly came with thirty thousand troops in one breath. It was impossible to resist the monks in the ancient city of Tianluo. If the ancient city of Tianluo was destroyed, no one would be able to escape and wait to be killed.
Jiang Feng's expression was uncertain. As a member of the ancient city of Tianluo, he had to take action, not to mention that the foundation of the Jiang family was still here.
Sitting and watching, Feng Guo would also destroy the Jiang family, so he had to resist with all his might.
Brush~
Jiang Feng shook his body, assembled all the monsters, and at the same time notified Li Ruoqiu to rush out of the city as soon as possible. If the city wall cannot be guarded, the situation will be extremely unfavorable.
After Jiang Feng came to the city wall, he looked far away and saw that on the horizon in the distance, a dense group of people, riding on horses, rushed forward at a fast speed. That kind of imposing manner was extremely magnificent.
"It's over, it's over, Zhao Qiankun was killed, Feng Guo is now leading an army to attack, who can resist!"
Many people were frightened when they saw this scene, as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
It’s ridiculous. The news of Zhao Qiankun’s refuge in Fengguo has been spread throughout the ancient city of Tianluo in half a day. If you didn’t believe it before, Fengguo suddenly launched an offensive. Anyone with a little brain can infer that it must have known Zhao Qiankun. When he died, Feng Guo was eager to attack the city, and he was still thinking about Zhao Qiankun.
"Don't panic. If the ancient city of Tianluo is broken, no one will survive. Feng Guo will not only kill you, but your family will also be slaughtered!"
Jiang Feng shouted, no matter how unstable the situation is, without the enemy's attack, he will be messed up.
This sentence is quite intimidating, but it is indeed useful. A group of people suddenly calmed down thinking about their family and children, and they turned their eyes to Jiang Feng: "Then what should we do now?"
"What to do, if you don't want to die, just listen to my orders." Jiang Feng shouted extremely calmly, his eyes showing extremely firmness.
I haven't seen any storms in my previous life. It's just a 30,000 army. No matter how powerful it is, can it be compared to a monk in the Tibetan realm
Those powerful men, mountains, rivers, and mountains can be destroyed under the war, so in comparison, these 30,000 people are nothing. .
"Since you can kill even Zhao Qiankun and surrender so many monsters, well, we will listen to you!" Someone said that they were willing to obey Jiang Feng's command.
"I listen to you too!"
"And us!"
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People are constantly speaking out, and I would like to give priority to Jiang Feng.
Although he is only a teenager, the martial arts world has always respected the strong. Jiang Feng's killing of Zhao Qiankun has already demonstrated his strength.
With these hundreds of monsters, they attacked together and asked who could be his opponent in Tianluo Ancient City.
"It's a bit bloody." Jiang Feng stood on the devil dragon, looked at a group of monks, and nodded with satisfaction. If this group of people doesn't even have the blood to resist, it doesn't matter if you don't guard the ancient city of Luo, anyway, the rain country is not. The reason why his empire was shot was for family considerations.
"All the monks in the ancient city of Tianluo follow the order, and guard the city gate with me!" Jiang Feng shouted. Now, he must wait until Li Ruoqiu leads an army of 10,000.
There were thousands of monks. Under Jiang Feng's call, they began to defend on the wall. They all summoned weapons. Many others took up bows and arrows to resist the people of Feng Nation.
Thirty thousand troops, plus the sword sect, the poison sect, and a hundred monks in total, all were on the Seventh Heaven of the Fate Image Realm. In an instant, they came to a place a hundred meters away from the city wall and stopped immediately.
The army squeezed out, and saw a golden car, slowly driving out, standing on the left and right with a few young women wearing green gauze, the country was beautiful. ()
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