He tightened the sword in his hand and looked down at the wounded guard. Bai Yifeng's eyes were filled with ruthlessness and looked coldly at the deputy commander of the clan. Although the two had a huge gap in strength, he was really angry!

"I will help you at the critical moment of life and death." Mu Liling threw down a sentence and fell into silence.

But Bai Yifeng's mouth was rising.

If you can't die, that's enough, is it the deputy commander of the mixed clan?

He rushed towards the deputy commander of the clan, threw out the long sword in his hand, and inserted the sword edge into the land, and Bai Yifeng shot up.

"Xuanyuan Palm!"

Falling from the sky, blasting towards the sky spirit gua, the strong wind makes a whimpering sound, with a fierce momentum.

Although Bai Yifeng can fully play the Xuanyuan Palm, he can play the same amount as two or three. With this full-strength palm, even an ordinary great scholar must avoid his sharpness for the time being.

But the deputy commander of the Mian tribe seemed to disagree. When he did not advance, he quickly covered his right palm with a layer of blood.

boom!

The two palms collided with each other and made a loud noise.

The two of them quickly pulled back their palms. Compared with the deputy commander of the bronze armor, Bai Yifeng was much embarrassed. He took dozens of steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.

"But that's it."

It was just a test just now. He only used seven points of strength to take Bai Yifeng's full palm and shocked him back. Thinking of this, the deputy commander of the Mian tribe showed a trace of disdain, and after a moment, it evolved into cruelty.

The eyes looked at Bai Yifeng like a beast looking at his prey. Today, he wanted to use Bai Yifeng's head to add another stroke to his military book!

His speed and strength were not comparable to him. Bai Yifeng frowned slightly, and while moving quickly, he was thinking about something, as if he wanted to break a way out of this dead end.

On the city wall, Wan Cheng frowned. This was not the first time he had seen the deputy commander of the clan. He knew his weight, but Bai Yifeng knew that he was not defeated but did not retreat. He was really confused.

He sighed and turned sideways and ordered: "Go and take the young city lord back."

"Um?"

When his eyes returned to Wancheng on the battlefield, Bai Yifeng suddenly changed the direction of his movement, and the afterimage headed towards the deputy commander of the clan.

"Xuanyuan Palm!"

The sound echoed over the battlefield, but the deputy commander of the Hun clan disagreed and even stopped moving, stopped in place, and punched Bai Yifeng who was shooting closer and closer.

Bang.

As the fists and palms touched each other, Bai Yifeng suddenly retreated back. After dozens of meters, he stepped his right foot and left a half-meter-long drag mark on the ground. Only then did he stand firm again, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Using his sleeves to wipe the bright redness of the corner of his mouth, Bai Yifeng actually showed an unknown smile, and then flashed again...

The deputy commander of the clan looked at Bai Yifeng's afterimages, his face full of cruelty. Although this human boy was as fast as a great scholar, his cultivation was too weak, and no matter how fast he was, it would be futile.

"It's time to end. Let you die under my full force. You should feel glorious." The deputy commander of the clan looked at the place where Bai Yifeng was about to settle down and murmured in a low voice.

Just as Bai Yifeng was approaching him, the aura of nine-stage great Yuanshi on the latter's body burst out, and his hands were wrapped in dark Hunyuan Qi. The violent energy made Bai Yifeng pause under his feet, and he thought it was not good, so he retreated sharply.

But the deputy commander of the Hun clan obviously would not go down with him anymore. When he moved his feet, he flashed towards Bai Yifeng.

Ling Aotian frowned, and now he was also out of the battle to win and rushed towards the direction where Bai Yifeng was.

Seeing that the distance between the deputy commander of the Mian clan was getting closer, cold sweat broke out behind Bai Yifeng. Although he could not lose his life with the trump card of Mu Liling, facing an opponent with a huge gap in strength, both the pressure in his heart and the physical pressure were extremely high.

Suddenly, feeling the person sweeping behind him seemed to stop. Bai Yifeng looked back and saw that the personal guard who had just fallen to the ground was chasing him at some point. He attacked him from behind and temporarily held the deputy commander of the clan.

Seeing that Wan Cheng's personal guards quickly fell into a disadvantage again, Bai Yifeng no longer hesitated and shot towards the deputy commander of the Hun clan. The pale white Hunyuan energy on his palms surged, but after a moment, it turned red again, and the hot energy spread.

"Red...flame...shake!"

The deputy commander of the Hun tribe groaned and punched the seriously injured guard. The latter still flew back a few meters before resisting it, and hit the ground heavily. After struggling for a few times, he still couldn't stand up. Blood kept coming out of his mouth, opening his mouth towards Bai Yifeng with great difficulty, but he couldn't make any sound, but without hearing it, Bai Yifeng also knew that he must have let himself escape soon.

The deputy commander of the Mian tribe turned slowly and looked at Bai Yifeng two meters away. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He smiled with a strong murderous intent and said with a smile: "Very good, you are the first savior to hurt me. I will remember you forever, but now, you should go to hell first!"

The deputy commander of the Hun clan raised his right hand, and the red tyrannical energy in the palm of his palm emerged, and a faint energy ripples appeared around his palm. Bai Yifeng felt his heart tremble, and the blood in his body felt like he was about to be pulled out.

This strange trick is definitely something that ordinary Nine-Dust Masters cannot use!

As the blood was pulled out became stronger, Bai Yifeng's face turned pale and then he retreated. The strange technique of the deputy commander of the clan made him feel palpitations, but he was a little familiar, as if he felt like a Jiuyouzhu.

While retreating quickly, he asked, "What kind of martial arts is this? Why do I feel like my blood is being pulled away by him?"

It was not until the distance between the deputy commander of the Mian tribe was more than five meters away, that the feeling of blood in his body gradually dissipated.

"I don't know much about this. I have never dealt with the Hun tribe. However, the martial arts used by the Hun tribe are extremely evil and have great power. The cruelty of the Hun tribe is because of this reason for practicing evil skills, but it will not affect your mind. Although your Jiuyou Shou is not completely considered, it is not much different." Mu Liling said.

Bai Yifeng nodded and looked at the deputy commander of the clan who was chasing him quickly and retreated cautiously.

Suddenly, neat footsteps came from afar, and Bai Yifeng frowned. Could it be reinforcements?

A little lost in his mind, the deputy commander of the clan caught the flaw, and accelerated to Bai Yifeng, and then grabbed his neck.

Although Bai Yifeng was quite big, he was easily lifted up like a chicken in front of the deputy commander of the Mian clan who was nearly two meters away. When his neck tightened, the feeling of suffocation immediately came. Bai Yifeng hurriedly called Mu Liling in his heart, but there was no response.

"Mu Liling, you bastard!"

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to not let himself fall into a coma due to lack of oxygen. The Hunyuan Qi, which was not very thick on his palms, kept gushing out on the wrist of the deputy commander of the Hun clan one palm after another.

The deputy commander of the Mix tribe looked at Bai Yifeng's painful appearance, his mouth curled up, and the dark red palm that pinched Bai Yifeng's neck appeared. In an instant, Bai Yifeng's eyes were covered with blood, and his mouth couldn't help but open due to pain.

"Go to die!"
Chapter completed!