Chapter 392 The End of War 2

The three masters of the sword domain, day after day, the huge sphere of influence occupied by the Feng clan in the chaotic period of Taigu, has been shrinking in a short period of time. In the face of the existence of the top of the three kendo, the Feng clan has no resistance at all.

Dugu is not injured, the world defense is cultivated, and the infinite way is to calculate all the forms of attack, and the special state of the wind clan is also included.

The west gate is north, the defense of the world is repaired, the sword is destroyed, and even the soul can be destroyed. The special form of the wind clan is ordinary for the sword style of the west gate is north.

It's just that it's the infinite way not to gather, or the destructive kendo of the west gate and the north. Neither of them has been able to achieve great success. It's also reasonable. Where the top martial arts have no time to polish, how can it be so easy to succeed?

Although it is only three days, it is no less than thousands of troops.

The strength of Fengyun Wuji and other three people finally shook the unruly heart of the Feng clan, and deeply imprinted the word fear into the hearts of all the Feng clan. In addition to the three people, the situation is like broken embroidery. No one dares to fight against its front. The wind clan has to retreat and retreat again. Within half a month, the sphere of influence has shrunk by two-thirds, that is, in the holy land of the wind clan, the wind servant, the name of the three masters of the sword domain

In the wild grass, above the towering mountain, a green crown Taoist was on the independent cliff, stroking his green beard, thinking for a long time, and finally facing the west, waving his sleeve robe. After him, a group of disciples kneeling on the ground were full of surprise. In a moment, the disciples in the green robe behind them cheered. From the sky, the top of the mountain overturned, like a tide, they rushed to the far west. In the blink of an eye, the whole earth was covered with a layer of surging cyan. In the The banner is fluttering, and on the flag, there is an eye-catching picture of the sun, which is extremely eye-catching...

Although there are only three people in the sword domain, these three people have already represented the position of the sword domain on the wind clan. If you look at the ancient times, the position of the sword domain is still relatively neutral. Within half a month, the three of them forced the Feng clan to be dwarfed and retreated step by step. Invisibly, they encouraged a group of other forces who were deeply afraid of the wind clan.

Some forces of the liberal faction also stood up when the three people suppressed the Feng clan and joined the ranks of the fight against the Feng clan. At the beginning, it was only two sects, but later, they gathered more and more. The joining of Taishan Beidou and the great Guangming Wang Yangzun in the liberal faction completely encouraged the whole. An ancient liberal faction, for a while, suppressed the voice of the 'wind clan', one wave higher than another.

For a while, the wind clan has become the object of everyone's shouting to fight in ancient times. It is extremely notorious. Waves of anti-wind forces are advancing towards the abdominal strength of the wind clan. Looking down from the sky, the land of the Far West, the sky and the ground are dense. The disciples and disciples of all forces like dark clouds are constantly pouring into the wind clan day and night. All the killings have reached an extreme in a short time. The situation of the wind clan is becoming more and more difficult...

It was after Fengyun Wuji made up his mind to deal with the wind clan for a month, the warriors who had not been moving, suddenly dispatched a large army to advance and retreat. The warriors who acted like the wind were inserted from the snow field in the north to the southwest, and directly attacked the wind clan all the way.

The war clan does not lack the experience of fighting with the wind clan. On the contrary, long ago, the war clan had its own way to deal with the wind clan. Among all forces, the advance speed of the war clan is the fastest.

The joining of the war clan makes the situation of the wind clan almost so bad that it can no longer be bad. The emergence of this situation has also greatly surprised the situation.

Fengyun Wuji thought about the film, but the doubts were relieved. The War Emperor has always been a domineering role. If Feng Zun hadn't caught his painful foot and captured the war concubine, I'm afraid that with the character of the War Emperor, he would have already destroyed the Feng clan, but it is well-founded. Fengyun Wuji recalled all kinds of war clans, and always felt that the war clan still had many secrets, not only that, but all the ancient races gave people the feeling that all their strength was here, but Fengyun Wuji did not think so.

The thin camel is bigger than the horse, and the power of several ancient races is more than that! Feng Yun Wuji asserted in his heart.

In this Taigu siege of the wind clan, there is a force that has attracted the attention of Feng Yun Wuji. New knife domain, domain owner, gentleman orchid, the second domain owner is the knife emperor. Among this group of forces, the original disciples of the knife field were very few, and most of them were peripheral disciples who narrowly escaped the disaster.

Somehow, in the newly built knife field, Fengyun Wuji did not see the figure of the sword emperor. In ancient times, the wind and clouds surged, and the wind and clouds were just a quick glance, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

A piece of news came from Taixuan's sword domain: Princess Youruo finally thought of it, and at this time, the power of the Feng clan was less than one-tenth of the original expanded scope.

Fengyun Wuji summoned a disciple of the dark pavilion from a different space outside the ancient times. According to the wind fight of Princess Youruo and the wind clan hundreds of millions of years ago, he drew up a one-sided statement. Fengyun Wuji did not ask about the specific content of the statement. At the beginning, he roughly made him show that he And all the wind clans who abandon evil and return to righteousness will survive.

The statement was very impassioned. After the content was revealed, the whole Taikoo was shocked again.

In a few hours, a large number of dark pavilion disciples cut through the space and entered Taikoo to serve the will of Fengyun Wuji again.

At the top of the mountain, the wind is blowing, and the wind and clouds are full of the void. After him, Dugu and Ximen hold the sword in the north and are silent. Under him, dozens of dark pavilion disciples in black robes knelt down on their heads

"Tell the liberal factions, the suzerains of all sects, I hope that they will give all the captured Feng clan a chance to choose before making the final decision, and still obey Feng Zun, or choose to submit to the blood of the Fengshen, like a princess."

"Yes, my lord."

A man in black answered, and then rose into the air, shot from the top of the mountain in all directions, and disappeared in the sky in the blink of an eye...

"Wuji, there are so many killings of the Feng clan, and I'm afraid it can't be solved in a few words. Although you have a heart, I'm afraid you are powerless!" Dugu looked at the distance and said calmly. There, thousands of liberal masters were passing from the top of the mountain opposite. In the distance, he saw three people. The team of liberal masters were sluggish, bowed to the three people, and then hurried away.

"They will understand..." Fengyun Wuji said lightly, said, brushing the robe and turning into the drumming wind...

The wind clan has become the enemy of the ancient target of public criticism because of its domineering and fierceness in the world. In contrast, the treatment of the war clan is much better. At least, it is still Zhu Luode, and everyone is refuted, and it has fallen into the bottom of the well.

No matter how reluctant he was, when Fengyun Wuji, as the owner of the sword domain and the initiator of this encirclement of the Feng clan, asked many forces to seriously consider his requirements, the controllers of all factions hesitated and had to seriously consider this issue.

They vented their anger, so they were happy, but they had to consider the opinion of the Sword God.

Some of the factional controllers who have not yet invaded the area of the wind clan have given a positive answer after Fengyun Wuji's request, and many of the remaining leaders of the liberal factions gathered close to their disciples overnight. After asking for it, they gave a reply: the matter is big and it is very considerable.

"Well, blood feuds can't be so easily resolved. You are too naive!" In the holy land of the Feng clan, Feng Zun raised the case and shouted to the left and right: "The elders of the Dharma listen to the order, everyone, all of them are out, be sure to give a heavy blow to those guys overnight!"

"Yes, my lord!"

In the cave, a group of white-haired old people of the wind clan slowly stood up straight and looked at each other. The bodies melted silently and disappeared from the cave...

At the entrance of the cave, a large stream of wind and sand roared, surging out, and the wind and sand soared a hundred feet high. A roll in the air, divided into four torrents, going in all directions...

This night is still as calm as before. A full moon hangs high in the sky, and many liberal faction forces are distributed to all parties and watch each other. In the black mountain forest, a little ignition light rises, and the dense masters of liberal factions sit among them...

Overlooking from the sky, in the unnoticed Far West, a mist silently engulfs the mountains, jungles and rivers, extending in all directions...

The wind is cold at night, and the stars are cold.

"Who is it?" Under the row of arc-shaped mountains and rivers, there were a lot of bonitoes and sparks. A man suddenly felt something. He pulled up from the bottom of the mountain and shouted at the top of the mountain and shouted in the distance.

Cock!

In front of the man, a man suddenly appeared out of thin air. He stretched out his right hand and buckled straight to the man. Under the top of the mountain, with the light of the fire, everyone looked at the man in a stare, allowing the other party to clasp his neck without any resistance. As soon as he closed his five fingers, the man

"Kill them all, don't leave one!" Feng Zun stood proudly on the top of the mountain, his eyes were cold, and his right hand was shaken. The man, who was considered a master, turned into a crack of blood and shot out of his palm and splashed under the cliff.

"Yes, my lord!" After Feng Zun, in the thick fog, hundreds of strong-breathed old men came out of the vast night, neatly listed behind Feng Zun, and the old face was solemn.

Sneer~

In the roar, the old man turned into a turbulent wind, shot down from the mountain and rushed to the libertist masters at the foot of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, the curved masks expanded and included the liberal masters at the foot of the mountain. Each mask became a field.

A wisp of cold star flashed past in Fengzun's eyes, his body shook, turned into a wisp of wind, pushed up, and sank into the green underworld above his head, between the beards, from the top of the clouds, an invisible light mask expanded, and hundreds of miles below were caged The wisp of white atmosphere stirred in it, the atmosphere passed by, flesh and blood flew, and screamed endlessly...

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who disobey me will die! But for those who retreat now, I will open the net and spare your lives. If you still want to fight against our Feng clan, I will kill you!" The cold voice of Feng Zun is like the sound of the bell in the evening, coaxing it everywhere.

While the huge translucent masks connected to the sky rose, they were startled in all directions, and figures were emptied towards the place where the mask was lit...

"He is standing!" At night, someone muttered.

......

"Feng Zun, how are you!" A magnetic voice came from outside the mountains. At first glance, it was still thousands of miles away. In an instant, it was close to his ears. In the void, the wind and clouds in white were Wuji, with the sword saint Ximen to the north, and the sword demon appeared alone under the eastern night sky.

"The wind and clouds are unscrupulous! ..." On the light mask of that field, Feng Zun was stunned in his heart, and then said angrily, "I intended to be a brother with you and share the power of the world. Unexpectedly, if you don't obey me, it's enough. You are against me everywhere. OK, OK! ..., you actually came, I will calculate the new and old accounts together, and I will simply take you

It's over."

"Is it? What about me? Are you going to end this seat together? A cold frosty voice came from the northeast. From the curtain of the cold stars, the war emperor under the arch of a group of war generals stepped into the void and slowly fell from the air. He was dressed in a wide emperor's robe and hunted and danced in the night wind. The emperor's face was cold. Invisibly, there was a .

Suddenly witnessing the appearance of the War Emperor, a shocking look suddenly appeared on Feng Zun's face, almost instinctively. He stepped back several steps and looked at the indifferent Emperor of War with a frightened face.

"You, how did you come here? Even if he is an idiot, he can see that Fengzun is very afraid of the War Emperor at this moment.

Fengyun Wuji was very curious. Fengzun just now had an overwhelming momentum, but when he saw the War Emperor, he was very afraid. He was afraid that during this period of time, although he controlled the war concubine and the life of the war emperor, the war emperor absolutely did not make Feng Zun feel too comfortable.

After a little thought, Fengyun Wuji speculated that with the character of the War Emperor, because of the war concubine, he made a slight compromise with the Feng clan, but it was only a slight compromise. It was not so easy to let the War Emperor do it according to his own will. I'm afraid that Fengzun's life during this period is not as comfortable and as good as he thought.

"Where else can't I go in this world?" The War Emperor brushed his sleeves, stared at Feng Zun, and said coldly.

"Feng Zun, Emperor of War, you have your own seat to deal with, you don't need to worry!" A magnificent voice came from the sky, and a burst of thunder changed. In the east, the sky was like a layer of ink sweat, dark and dull.

Sneer!!

An extremely noisy sound of breaking the sky came from the depths of the night. The sound was from low to high, and finally deafening. Everyone looked up, but saw dozens of huge blue-green fires burning like meteorites roaring from the sky and falling obliquely. The huge roar was mixed with the trembling sound of bronze armor.

Boom!!! ~

One fire after another fell from the air to the ground under the mountain. Everyone only felt the mountains and rivers shaking under their feet, and then a cold wet cold surged from the place where the green fire fell.

Qiang Qiang!!

The impact of metal armor, mixed friction came from the bottom of the mountain, and burly figures stood up from the burning firelight at the foot of the mountain. The copper armor covered the surface. In the firelight, the cones protruding from the back and elbows emitted clusters of cold light in the pale green fire.

Touch!

Touch!

The dozens of black armored men, who were burning with flames all over their bodies, walked towards the top of the mountain in the sound of touching. He stepped out dozens of steps, and his figure suddenly became blurred, and behind Fengzun, he appeared again.

In the sky, the shadow of the sky is like the water of fading tide, shrinking from all directions and closing on the top of the mountain. When the sticky black of the eastern sky sinks into the top of the mountain, the three extremely tall figures appear on the top of the mountain. A metallic cold breath spread out from the three people.

Behind the huge armor of these three people, a dark shadow was thick but not scattered, and the chaotic black air of the Taoist road shot in all directions, making the sound of ghost roaring. The voice was extremely deafening, and the ears were stuffy.

The leader is nearly two feet tall, no more than one or two points higher than ordinary people around him. Even the Emperor of War is not as tall as this man's chest.

On the dark armor, there was a complex totem with turquoise, and the green flame came out of the totem. At the back of the chest, thick black hair pulled out from under the helmet, and a trace floated in the wind.

At first sight of these three people, Emperor Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted and said coldly, "It's you, how dare you appear!"

After these strange figures appeared, Fengyun Wuji looked calm and looked at them silently. After a moment, Fengyun Wuji suddenly stared at a man covered in black armor behind the leader and said in a low voice, "It's you."

At the beginning of these three people, their attention was still on the War Emperor. If it were in their eyes, the War Emperor was the most noteworthy, until Fengyun Wuji suddenly revealed the identity of these three people.

"Heavenly Demon Family!!"

The three bodies were shocked, and they turned their heads together. In the dark figure, the three cold lights were all concentrated on Fengyun Wuji.

hoo!

In the middle of the air, the wind suddenly sounded, and the three monden breaths crossed the void and attacked the wind and clouds. Where there seemed to be nothing black surging, the void was twisted, and the black gas emitted an extremely evil breath.

Ximen frowned in the north, pressed his right hand, and wanted to pluck the sword.

One hand pressed Ximen's hand to pluck the sword in the north: "Don't take action for the time being. I can deal with it."

An invisible breath came out of Fengyun Wuji's body and quickly expanded to a range of 100 feet.

The light wind swept his face, and Ximen felt a tsunami in his ear to the north. Suddenly, he seemed to be in a vast ocean.

The evil breath poured into this void, like a mud cow into the sea, disappearing without a trace...

That day, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the leader of the demon clan, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Feng Yun Wuji, I underestimate you! ..."

"Really, just because you are the leader of the demon clan?" Feng Yun Wuji smiled freely.

The three of them were silent. After a moment, the man said, "I'm not the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan. Many people know who the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan is."