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Chapter 1400

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Feng Yunlai was the fastest. In the blink of an eye, he found an opportunity and rushed to the front of Heba Zhe Iron Mask, who had been separated from his companions.

After Heba Longxiang was sealed by the Divine Wind Wall again, and before Longfish Jiye's identity was exposed, this person was temporarily selected as the commander of the Northern Rock Army. Not only was he of noble birth, but he also had the cultivation of the Peak of the late Yuanying Realm.

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red.

Although Feng Yunlai fought for the longest time on the God Fall Mountain battlefield, the blood of the Feng Clan disciples that died dyed Feng Yunlai's eyes red.

At this moment, he just wanted to use the soul of the Northern Rock Barbarian Cultivator to pay tribute to his family.

"Autumn!"

Before the ice blades could collide, Feng Yunlai let out a long howl, and a phantom that looked like a phoenix soared out from his body.

Just like how the Heavenly Lion was only kept in captivity in the Spiritual Gate, the Feng Family of Dongling raised the Fire Sparrow for generations. Among these fire birds, every hundred years, a Phoenix King would be born.

Feng Yunlai, who had a contract with the Phoenix King, was famous for his secret art of Dongling's "Four Seasons".

Spring arts assisted in battle, summer arts injured, winter arts were never seen before, and autumn arts … combined with the fire path's Rippling Wave Saber Technique!

Numerous flying daggers that were as thin as cicada wings flew out from Feng Yunlai's sleeves. After being imbued with the beast fire of the Phoenix Beast, they immediately transformed into flaming leaves that spun in the wind!

Some of the savage beasts tried to crush the flying leaves in their palms, but as soon as their bodies touched the leaves, they were instantly ignited in midair like dry firewood!

In the blink of an eye, four reckless wild beasts were killed by Feng Yunlai's Qiu technique. A vacuum immediately formed around Elder Feng, and no late-Nascent Soul cultivators dared to provoke him.

"Look! The head of the Feng Family has used a big move! "

"Stop the other Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators coming to reinforce us!"

Dong Ling and the others quickly split the work, using their own beasts and auras to divide the whole battlefield into sections, each of them digesting their enemies.

Heba Zhe Tie gasped and pulled out a long halberd from his storage magic treasure with a grave expression.

His hand speed was obviously very slow, but in the blink of an eye, his right hand had already struck a hundred times in the whirling fire leaves!

The wind moved like thunder!

The hundreds of afterimages of the halberd were still blooming in the air like a huge flower. Every strike accurately destroyed one of Feng Yunlai's hidden weapons.

A battle between experts was just like this. Myriad changes occurred in an instant!

Before anyone could react, the two sides had already started fighting.

"I … can't hold on any longer." Blood seeped out from the corner of Shui Chengzhi's mouth. He had consumed a great deal of his origin energy after continuously using his sword.

"Persevere a bit more. Look at Brother Zhuo … Ah, he's still working hard." Jiu Zimo encouraged everyone.

Brother Zhuo?

Cen Yuanqing glanced at the "human stick" in front of him and felt that Jiu Zimo's joke was a little cold. This person's consciousness had been completely destroyed by the Eldest Senior Brother, and he was no different from a dead person. He was just hanging in his throat to nourish his sword.

"Zhen Xiaoxiao … Hurry up and come back!" Leng Bo was extremely resentful towards Zhen Xiaoxiao, who had been absent for a long time. Without her, everyone had to put in more effort during the sword sacrifice.

When Barbaric Ancestor Abu breaks the wall, it will be the time for me to break my own meridians and shatter the demonic blade in my body …

Chao Lu could not hear the discussion of the crowd. He only stared at the figure on the Divine Wind Wall that was becoming clearer and clearer. He was completely unaware that he was sweating profusely.

Along with Chao Lu's increasingly chaotic heartbeat, Abu Yuyan's rhythm of breaking the wall became faster and faster!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

A loud sound echoed in everyone's ears.

This was the hope that the Northern Rock people clenched their teeth and also the death knell in the hearts of the Dong Ling cultivators.

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