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"Not good! Report to the general!"

"Xiangyang City has begun to counterattack!"

All of a sudden, there were exclamations among the Mongolian army, and there was chaos from top to bottom.

They could never have imagined that the defenders of Xiangyang City dared to take the initiative to attack!

Hearing the noise, Jinlun Fawang, who was wrapped in bloody gauze, walked out of the tent quickly, and then saw the divine sculpture hovering in the air, and frowned involuntarily.

He was seriously injured in yesterday's battle.

Looking intently, Jinlun Fawang's expression darkened instantly, because he saw the familiar figure on the back of the divine eagle.

After the divine sculpture circled several times in the sky, a figure suddenly came from the sky and landed steadily on the top of the largest tent in the middle of the Mongolian camp.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a long sword on his back, and a cold face.

Feng Wuhen!

"Feng Wuhen, you are so brave, you dare to take the initiative to die!"

Jinlun Fawang's face changed drastically, but then he hid his expression and walked quickly towards Feng Wuhen, shouting loudly as he walked.

The largest tent where Feng Wuhen was standing was not far from his own tent.

Feng Wuhen stood at the top of the tent, with his hands behind his back, coldly looking at the Jinlun Fawang who was walking towards him, with a strange sneer on the corner of his mouth...

Chapter 113 One Sword Seven Styles

Outside the city of Xiangyang.

Mongolian camp.

"You want to kill me?"

Looking at Jinlun Fawang who was striding towards him, Feng Wuhen asked calmly.

Although the voice was low, it reached the ears of everyone around.

"If you dare to trespass into my Mongolian camp, you will never leave alive!"

King Jinlun glared angrily, fixedly staring at Feng Wuhen, and shouted sharply.

"What are you afraid of?"

Feng Wuhen laughed suddenly, looking at the angry Jinlun Fawang, he couldn't help asking.

When Jinlun Fawang heard this, his complexion changed obviously, but after a while, he returned to the angry expression just now, and looked up at Feng Wuhen.

"What is there to be afraid of, old man!? Your martial arts are indeed very strong, but if you think that you can stop my army of [-] by yourself, that is a fantasy!"

Jinlun Fawang waved his hand, pointed to the crowd of soldiers around him, and said loudly.

"In my eyes, let alone a hundred thousand, what about a million?! I can kill you without any effort, and I can kill a hundred thousand with a flick of my fingers!"

Feng Wuhen glanced around and said with a cold snort.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Jinlun Fawang suddenly turned pale. For some reason, he believed what Feng Wuhen said.

Killing hundreds of thousands of people by one person?

How can this be?

But Jinlun Fawang has no reason for the letter.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

King Jinlun stared at Feng Wuhen, gritted his teeth and asked.

He knew that Feng Wuhen's coming here was definitely not a sudden rise, it must be for something.

"I heard you arrested someone?"

Feng Wuhen hesitated for a moment, then asked lightly.

"It's not arresting, I'm saving. She is a rare martial arts prodigy. If it wasn't for me, he would have died long ago by trespassing on the barracks!"

Jinlun Fawang explained loudly.

"So it's really caught."

Feng Wuhen nodded and said to himself.

"I said, it's not arresting, it's saving!"

"You broke into my Mongolian camp because of her?!"

Jinlun Fawang seemed to understand a lot at once.

"Give her to me."

Feng Wuhen didn't answer, just said lightly.

"She's in my big tent. She's very good. You really came here for her?"

Jinlun Fawang hesitated and asked again.

He started to regret it.

"I would have come even without her."

Feng Wuhen said lightly.

"Why?! Tianya Haige is far away in an unknowable place, what has it to do with Shendiao State?!"

Jinlun Fawang asked loudly in puzzlement.

"Because you're on my must-kill list."

Feng Wuhen said lightly.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Jinlun Fawang was full of doubts again, and he became more and more confused.

Feng Wuhen did have two lists, one recorded the people who possessed his favorite martial arts, and the other recorded the people who committed the most heinous crimes and killed them quickly.

Only he and Lan Xinyu knew about this list.

"Do you really think you can kill me?!"

King Jinlun stared at Feng Wuhen, his face was full of anger, his eyes were dark, and it seemed that he had no intention of solving the doubts in his heart.

"What do you think?"

Feng Wuhen looked at Jinlun Fawang with teasing eyes, as if in his eyes, Jinlun Fawang at this moment was already a dead person.

"Fire arrows!"

At this moment, Jinlun Fawang suddenly waved his hand and shouted sharply!

Following Jinlun Fawang's voice, there was a burst of sound from the surrounding crowd, countless sharp arrows shot out, and went straight to Feng Wuhen at the top of the tent!

King Jinlun Fawang looked at Feng Wuhen with pity, with a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, he had been delaying the time, waiting for the archer to be in place.

Now, it's time!

But at the moment when countless sharp arrows were about to roar towards Feng Wuhen, Feng Wuhen standing on the top of the tent suddenly stretched out his hand to Yitian Sword behind him!

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling silver light flashed, and the Yitian sword was unsheathed!

A sharp sword energy poured down from mid-air, facing the rain of arrows all over the sky, covering the top of Jinlun Fawang's head!

There was a dull sound, and all the sharp arrows that shot Feng Wuhen fell, and it was impossible to get close to Feng Wuhen!

"what!"

There was a scream, and Jinlun Fawang was already kneeling on the ground. His entire right shoulder, together with his entire right arm, had been cut off by the sword energy, separated from his body, and fell to the side, exposing the white bones !

one move!

With only one move, Feng Wuhen blocked countless sharp arrows and seriously injured Jinlun Fawang again!

"Your sword..."

Jinlun Fawang looked at Feng Wuhen in horror, and said in disbelief that he had never imagined that Feng Wuhen's swordsmanship had really reached such a state of perfection.

"kill!"

Immediately afterwards, a shocking roar erupted from the surrounding crowd. Crazy soldiers brandished their weapons and rushed towards Feng Wuhen, and some even threw their weapons forcefully!

Feng Wuhen's complexion sank in an instant, and a murderous aura so intense that it was dark instantly permeated the entire Mongolian camp!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen suddenly shot out from the top of the tent, even faster than those sharp arrows just now, and rushed straight towards the crazy crowd!

A dazzling sword light flashed again!

But then, everyone saw that Feng Wuhen seemed to have turned into seven afterimages in an instant, and stabbed out seven swords at the same time!

Doppelgänger? !

Everyone's eyes widened in horror, and then they heard screams all over the sky, there were companions, there were their own!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people fell into a pool of blood at the same time!Wherever the sword qi passes, there will be no survivors!

Fear, boundless fear, permeated the entire Mongolian camp in an instant!

Everyone couldn't help but backed away, looking at Feng Wuhen who had returned to the top of the tent in despair and horror, trembling all over!

"These are the Seven Swords of the Absolute God? It really is a peerless sword art! It is worthy of being called... the King of Swords..."

King Jinlun Fawang still knelt on the ground, looked blankly at Feng Wuhen who had returned to his original position, and muttered to himself.

Feng Wuhen was also shocked, looking at the Yitian Sword in his hand, and then at the hundreds of corpses in front of him, his eyes flashed with excitement.

The move just now was a sword he used by fusing the Tiangang Beidou Formation copied from Guo Jing with the Jue Shen Seven Swords. Unexpectedly, it brought his swordsmanship to a new level.

The Tiangang Big Dipper Formation is actually a supreme formation. Guo Jing used the mystery of the formation to execute it with his palms. It is infinitely powerful and unexpected.

And Feng Wuhen used this formation to display the Jueshen Seven Swords, directly reaching the realm of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods. With just one move, he can turn into seven afterimages, and use all the Jueshen Seven Swords, one sword and seven moves !

It seems that this trip to Shendiaozhou is indeed a worthwhile trip!

"Pavilion Master Feng, I beg you to hold your hand high, I can order the troops to retreat now, and I swear, I will never take half a step closer to Xiangyang City!"

King Jinlun Fawang looked at Feng Wuhen, begged and said, with a mournful face, how could there be any majesty of the Mongolian national teacher...

Chapter 114

Outside the city of Xiangyang.

Mongolian camp.

"late."

Feng Wuhen looked at the pleading Jinlun Fawang, shook his head, and said calmly.

From the moment he decided to come to the Mongolian camp in person, he didn't intend to end it so easily.

"Are you really going to kill them all?!"

King Jinlun Fawang looked at Feng Wuhen in despair, gritted his teeth and said.

But at this moment, shouts of killing and screams suddenly came from around the Mongolian camp again, one after another.

Hearing this noise, the surrounding crowd was shocked again, and looked around in panic, not knowing what happened.

Feng Wuhen stood at the top of the battalion commander, looking at dozens of chaotic places in the distance, he knew that Lan Xinyu and Lan Jian must have led people to do it.

Time to end.

"That's it."

Feng Wuhen looked at Jinlun Fawang who was kneeling on the ground again, said five words lightly, and then slowly raised the Yitian Sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing down, and stabbed hard at his feet!

"No!"

When Jinlun Fawang saw it, his face turned ashen, and he roared.

But it was too late, because the Yitian sword had pierced through the tent under Feng Wuhen's feet!

Immediately afterwards, the sword light flashed, and the tent under Feng Wuhen's feet exploded instantly!Disdain flew, followed by a scream!

In the middle of the camp, a strong man holding a weapon raised his head in horror, his whole body trembling violently!

Immediately afterwards, the whole body exploded in an instant!Turned into countless fragments!

It's really dead without a whole body!

Jinlun Fawang looked at what happened in front of him, his complexion turned from white to black, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and died in an instant!