Commanding Wind and Cloud

"Could it be that they still have soul-fighting fighters?" Feng Lian's scalp was numb. If he really had such strength, he wouldn't be able to win against him!

Golden Fighting Heart! Feng Lian's stabbing madness is also a golden fighting heart, which is much faster than Heifeng's fighting qi, and the secret method of fighting qi with sixty-five orifices is better than Heifeng's secret method of fighting qi with sixty-one orifices.

"That's what the leader of the Great Sword said." The black wind horse thief continued to bow his head: "The leader of the Great Sword watched the scene and said that he would not participate in this matter. He brought the people who went to investigate and returned to the big sword horse thief group."

Feng Lian's complexion was as green as bronze, and the head of the horse bandit with the big sword was a real soul-fighting fighter! He checked the scene and determined that the opponent had a fighter of the fighting spirit level, so it was obvious that there really was one! I'm afraid I really can't take revenge!

"And..." The Black Wind Horse Thief secretly took a look at Feng Lian's ugly face, and lowered his voice: "I heard from the leader of the Great Sword that there is more than one fighting soul fighter in that team... I'm afraid there are three..."

Feng Lian's eyes were darkened, and there was one person who could find a way to pay the price for revenge. three? Then avenge the fart? I still want to pray to the god of the stars, that it is true that I don't meet these guys.

"What are fighting spirits afraid of?"

The big tent was opened, and the barbarian twelfth prince Gomez suddenly opened his arms. Blood power flowed in his body at a high speed. His slightly trapezoidal eyes became ferocious and blood-red. Knife-like nails popped out from his fingers.

In an instant, a behemoth composed of fighting spirit rushed out of Gomez's body, exuding a depressing majesty, and the gray behemoth roared to the sky!

Soul fighting! The real Beamon fighting spirit!

Feng Lianchi stared blankly at the Twelve Barbarian Princes in front of him. He thought this was just a waste bloodline barbarian warrior who had activated his bloodline power, but he didn't expect... fighting spirit!

"My prince is also a strong fighting soul!" Gomez stepped forward with a powerful momentum, clenching his big hand like a beast's claw into a fist: "Besides, he is also a strong fighting soul of a bloodline fighter! The fighting soul of an ordinary fighter? What is it?"

Feng Lian nodded subconsciously. Compared with the fighting spirit of blood warriors, the fighting spirit of ordinary fighters was never pure enough in texture, and there were many impurities that were difficult to remove. When fighting each other, blood fighters had a great advantage.

"What do you mean...an ordinary soldier?"

Not far from the big tent, leisurely words full of provocations sounded, and Feng didn't even need to turn his head to know who was coming, Yi!

The leader of the Splendid Horse Thief Group ranked third among the top ten horse thief groups outside the Great Wall, [different]! [Different], who has been active outside the Great Wall for more than 20 years, is now fifty-five years old! Veteran soul fighter!

"A mere little thing with a first-level fighting spirit, dare to be arrogant here?"

With his hands behind his back, his two light white eyebrows twitched again and again, he walked in steadily and leisurely, followed by two warriors in pitch-black armor, their faces covered by white iron masks, making it impossible to see their appearance, and behind them were two magicians!

The magic wand engraved with complex runes is inlaid with fiery red longan stones, which shows that these two elderly female magicians have strong strength.

Different group double killing and different group double method? Hei Feng backed away a step to the side, and gave Yi a passage: "Thank you, leader Yi, for coming to help, and even brought the Yi group double kill and double magic."

Different groups and double methods? Feng Lianjian secretly looked at the two magicians in the shape of old women. Is this the rumored magician with the strength of a magician?

Level one fighting spirit? Feng Lian looked at Yi curiously, what does this mean? There are still many differences in the realm of fighting spirits?

"First-level fighting spirit?" Gomez took a step forward: "Even if it is a first-level fighting spirit..."

boom!

Yi continued to walk quietly, his body burst out with streams of dou qi condensed into his own fighting spirit, this fighting spirit was only four meters tall, and its shape looked more like a mountain, but the mountain was covered with thick arms, these arms were either clenched fists, or vertical palms,

Soul fighting! The leader of the third horse bandit group outside the Great Wall is fighting for his soul! Every fighter who breaks through the golden fighting spirit will condense his own fighting spirit, which is to combine his own warrior's way and fighting skills to create his own unique fighting spirit!

Everyone has different fighting skills, different thoughts, different paths, and the condensed fighting spirits are also different!

As soon as the Yide fighting spirit came out, it immediately lifted off, like a flying mountain turned into a huge meteorite falling from the sky, directly pressing on Gomez's Beamon fighting spirit!

"An ordinary fighter also wants to suppress this prince?" Gomez clenched his fist and raised his hand and blasted at the suppressed fighting spirit. His own Beamon fighting spirit also made the same gesture, and the air flow flew in all directions with his punch.

Yi just stood still and didn't speak, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, the fighting spirit, which was a little smaller than Bimeng's fighting spirit, pressed down steadily and collided with Gomez's fighting spirit.

When the two forces collided, Gomez's feet sank three inches into the ground, and the hair all over his body stood on end. Even though the silver-gray hair covered his face, the onlookers could still feel the liver-colored face.

The collision of fighting spirits instantly transmitted power to the ground, and the ground with a radius of ten meters around Gomez trembled slightly, and the grass rooted on the ground seemed to be squeezed out at this moment, shaking again and again.

The huge Beamon fighting spirit began to crack in an instant, as if a stone statue was hit by a hammer, showing countless cracks, and it might not be able to withstand the pressure of the mountain-like fighting spirit at any time.

"Head, what does this mean?"

The Beamon warrior behind Gomez took a step, his body swelled and changed rapidly, gray steel needle-like hairs broke out, his strong body swelled again, directly crushing his clothes, and the tall fighting spirit came out through his body, and he supported it with his palm, catching the depressed fighting spirit.

The two forces collided, and the earth could no longer bear the impact of this force. The soil with a radius of 10 meters from Gomez rolled over and over again, as if the land had been plowed by a bullock cart, and the grass was pressed under the soft soil by the rolling over and over again.

"Nothing interesting." Yi smiled lightly and withdrew his fighting spirit: "I just want this young blood warrior not to be too arrogant."

Gomez calmed down the blood that was almost spurting out of his body, his scarlet eyes were full of anger, don't be arrogant? snort! As long as I activate the blood power again, I will beat you to your knees!

Heifeng looked at everyone in embarrassment. This scene is really troublesome now. The twelve princes of the barbarian tribe cannot offend casually. The leader of the third-ranked horse bandit group is different. Not only is his personal strength strong, but the overall strength of the horse bandit group is also strong.

"Leader, leader, leader..."

A black wind horse thief ran close to the battlefield where the atmosphere was abnormal, and said hurriedly in a low voice: "The most popular horse thief hunter outside the Great Wall these days, come to pay my respects."

Horse thief hunter!

Heifeng was overjoyed, this person came at the right time! I don't know how to resolve this embarrassing situation now. His appearance can attract everyone's attention.

"Call them in." Heifeng said with a smile, "Let me see who these people are. They really have the guts to come to us."

"It's these three people?" Feng Lian's eyes almost burst into flames: "Three people? Destroyed my headquarters? How is this possible?"

"Three people, of course not." Mu Nazhence shook his folding fan in his chest: "We are not idiots, of course we will not all show up here. If you hurt us, detain us, kill us, when you go out to rob, you can always pay attention to whether there are hunters behind you."

Just as Feng Lian stabbed his body to move, a big hand firmly pressed down on his shoulder, making him unable to move at all.

"Pricking mad, don't be so impulsive." Yi looked at the three people who appeared with great interest. The person shaking the fan smiled and seemed to be very balanced with others, but there was a faint arrogance in the deepest part of his pupils and in his bones, the kind of aura that can only be cultivated in high positions all the year round.

A strong man with a height of more than two meters? Yi's eyes didn't stay on Tie Nan, a disdainful comment crossed his mind, it's just a dog! The dog of the fan man.

Yi Yi's gaze finally stayed on Qian Jin and sized him up again and again, his vigor was overwhelming! Under the peaceful and quiet appearance, hides a heart as sharp as a knife! This man is like a sleeping sword in its scabbard, he should be the most dangerous of the three! However, he didn't have the aura of being from a big family and having received special education.

civilian? The different eyeballs turned again and again, and the smile on the corner of his lips showed appreciation. If he was really a commoner, it would be really interesting! Let's see his strength later, if he is really good, find a way to subdue him, and become a core member of the horse thief group.

As for the other two? The different eyes stayed on Muna Zhence for two seconds, forget it! This person should really have a lot of background, there is no need to provoke him, just send him away politely.

"Are you horse thief killers?" Feng Lian stabbed and sized him up again and again, a dull stratagem, young! These two are too young! Although it is obvious at a glance that these two people should not be that kind of ordinary young people, but the age is placed here, even if they are blood warriors, with the three of them wanting to wipe out the headquarters?

just kidding! Although a large number of elites have been transferred to the headquarters, but! Feng Lian is very confident. With the excellent defense system of the headquarters and the remaining magicians, except for the horse thief king, any powerful horse thief group outside the Great Wall will not launch an offensive rashly against it.

Enthusiastically and silently, he grabbed a cloth package from Doujie and threw it at Feng Lian's feet out of thin air. The cloth package also opened automatically at this time, revealing a bloody head!

All the horse thieves present who had seen countless dead people shrank slightly when they suddenly saw a human head rolling out.

The corners of Feng Lian's piercing eyes twitched frequently and at high speed. This head... this head... this head is his son's head! The head of his only son!