The two sides were inconsistent with their troops, and no one took action first. Long Jin did not have the courage and could only defend. Seeing it getting dark, Long Jin was a little worried. Why didn't the opponent's troops come? If the opponent was Qiu Zhi, then what was this guy thinking?

Spend the night in trepidation.

The next morning, Longjin's narrowed eyes had not yet opened completely, and someone had already rushed in outside: "General, there was something going on in the Qianyong Pass. Many people came out of the pass and actually camped outside the pass, and they were lined up..."

After hearing this, Long Jin immediately jumped up and walked out of the camp. Standing on the top of the mountain, although he couldn't see clearly, he could see clearly what their movements were. What was their intention?

But in an hour, the opponent's troops came out of the pass one after another. However, after they came out of the pass, they camped outside the pass without any other moves, which made Long Jin confused at all.

They had never expected that the other party was just waiting for Yang Nuo to come. As for who he was Longjin, they were completely out of consideration, they didn't take him seriously.

Seventy-five miles of Tianshangling, but the formation set by the other party also went toward both sides, with a length of 75 miles.

"Your Majesty, those two women seem to have moved back to the Yang family now..."

"Where is Yang Fantian..."

"I don't know where to go." The eunuch said softly, "It is estimated that this afternoon, Marshal Yang's army should be at Tianshangling."

"Very good, everyone is ready for the message. Today is here, and we will do it tonight. If there is no chance, we will do it in the war." Luo Buyi's eyes were filled with murderous intent and the kind of resentment, just like Yang Nuo killed his whole family.

"Ah..." The roar of Chongtian showed a feeling of pain and dying. Yang Fantian felt the real pain for the first time since his rebirth.

The man in black who was lying on the ground next to him looked at Yang Fantian's skin cracked in fear, and a trace of blood penetrated out. No missing drops of blood fell down in the corners of his eyes, mouth, nose, ears, and powerful spiritual energy was rushing wildly into his body.

The clothes on his body had long been shattered and flew away with the wind, and he was like a bloody man.

"Who is this guy, or what kind of kung fu is practicing, how could he be like this..." A series of questions circling in the man in black's mind. Although he lost his martial arts skills and even his ability to move, his mind was not bad. Looking at Yang Fantian's painful appearance, he knew that this matter was not simple. Yang Fantian seemed to be suffering or a test.

But even though I know that Yang Fantian is in great pain now, and may even be in pain and have no strength to resist, the man in black has no way to kill Yang Fantian.

"Boy, it's very painful... Then let the pain come more violently..." The spirit of the weapon smiled gloatingly, "It's not a good idea to enter the body directly, but you're still half a day away. If you don't have the spiritual energy of the dragon blood, you won't be able to protect yourself. Even if I smash the God-killing Seal for you, you won't be able to kill a few people."

"Stop talking nonsense... You're happy when I feel pain, right... Damn, one day I'll leave you with nothing to say." Yang Fantian was still very stubborn. He could eat anything, but he couldn't suffer any loss. Even if he said a few words, he couldn't suffer any loss.

The blood on Yang Fantian's body dripped on the ground, and the grass stained with blood began to turn green, and the green became even more vibrant. But this was just the beginning. In a blink of an eye, all the flowers and plants within a few feet of the surrounding area were wiped out, leaving only a piece of loess.

The man in black was stunned: This is definitely a powerful martial art. I don’t know what this kid has practiced after his martial arts wasted, who has repaired his dantian, and what martial arts are so domineering. It seems that this guy is not at all good at martial arts now, but he has such a powerful momentum. In the future...

I don’t know how long it took, Yang Fantian no longer had blood on his body, and the blood on his body had already scabbed, turning into a hard piece and sticking to his body.

Yang Fantian opened his eyes and two rays of light scared the man in black. Yang Fantian looked at him and ignored him at all. He ran to the river and took a shower happily. He changed his clothes and then carried the man in black and got on the horse again.

I have to say that Yang Fantian was bold and found a place halfway and stopped to ask for a drop of dragon blood to condense his body. Although he does not have a dantian, his body is full of spiritual energy. As long as he does not meet those masters, he should have the ability to protect himself.

The horse was galloping, but Yang Fantian was immersed in the God-killing Seal and repeatedly studied the first style of God-killing. This was the only way he could use to achieve a look. Although he had obtained the form but had not yet obtained the essence, this kind of gunshot technique that killed everything still gave Yang Fantian too much hope. This was his gunshot technique to save his life.

However, in this space of the God-killing Seal, the dragon roared together, but it had no effect on getting angry. For such a long time, the dragon scales were cut by a trace of murderous aura from time to time, and his own blood was taken. He had no ability to resist at all. He even wanted to escape from this place, but he could not fly out no matter how much he flew. This place completely subverted the memories in the blood inheritance after his spiritual intelligence awakened.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in this space, as if waving something. Although there was no entity, in the eyes of Shenlong, this was also an alternative existence, or he could walk out by following him.

When this idea was born, the dragon immediately flew rapidly towards Yang Fantian. However, it didn't know how long it took to fly. It seemed very close, but it was already very difficult for the dragon to fly.

As the dragon was about to reach this figure, there was no more shadow under the silence...

Yang Fantian was already looking at Tianshang Ridge not far away. He could see the broken Tianshang Ridge, which was missing the main peak, while the remaining mountains were not tall and majestic, but they were a little imposing.

Although it was far away, Yang Fantian still felt murderous intent.

The Pinfeng Camp is not an ordinary force. It is a unit that exists entirely for killing. Perhaps except for the troops that often fight on the southern front, this Pinfeng Camp is the strongest unit in the Ming Empire. It is not because of anything else, just because of this Pinfeng Camp of 100,000 people. Any soldier with the lowest level of martial arts strength is a warrior. This is a world of difference from other ordinary soldiers who have just entered the realm of martial artists. At least in terms of combat power, it is just heaven and earth.

This is also the reason why Yang Nuo only sent 100,000 troops.

The backbone of the Jianfeng Camp is not a martial artist, but a higher-level warrior.

If the entire Pinfeng Battalion cannot defeat much, then the other troops can only seek death.

The murderous aura of these people is naturally extraordinary, let alone the battle is in progress.

Yang Fantian was admiring the Tianshangling, and the spirit of the weapon was inappropriate and shouted: "Boy, your good luck is here..."

“What good luck…”

The spirit of the weapon seemed to be so happy that he couldn't stop his mouth after getting rich, "I tried to find a way to enter the canyon in the middle of Tianshang Ridge, and I could feel the powerful thunder and lightning smell there..."

"The breath of lightning?" Yang Fantian was stunned. "What a joke? Where does the lightning come from without thunder or rain? Don't you always think that something left by the Thunder and Venerable Thunder five thousand years ago? If it really exists, it would have been discovered for so many years."

"What are you talking about? Do you want it? Think about what your cousin is practicing. You don't need it, but it's a good thing for her..."

"It makes sense. Even if you don't need it, you can't leave it to others. Can people leave traces? Hehe..." Yang Fantian immediately changed his thoughts when he heard this. It was really shameless. "But now there are 100,000 troops stationed in Tianshangling. How can we cross them..."

"This is not simple. Don't you want to see your father first... take that fool in black to see him..."

Yang Fantian nodded: "I have to do this, just let him see the good people of the Ming Dynasty royal family..."

"Stop it..." Yang Fantian was pulled down from the Tianshangling Mountains. He stopped Yang Fantian without looking at him.

Yang Fantian smiled slightly, and threw the man in black to the ground with his hand, which made him open his mouth in pain. When the God-killing Gun in his hand had already reached into his mouth and turned around. Suddenly, blood in his mouth was endless and his tongue was crushed. Then he looked at the soldiers below with a smile: "Please give this guy to you Marshal Yang, and then tell me that I'm waiting for him here, my surname is Yang..."

Others may not pay attention to others when they come, but looking at Yang Fengtian’s cold and arrogant look and his surname is Yang, they have to face it a little bit.

"Is it you..."
Chapter completed!