North County.

Outside Tianhan Pass.

The snow stopped and the sky became much brighter.

The King of Xirong, who tore off his skin, showed a coke-like face. He stared at the three fire phoenixes like fireballs in the distance, revealing a solemn look.

This world is transforming, and... these three chickens are transforming!

A little spark of sparks splashed in the black charcoal face of King Xirong.

However, his Mars was not the kind of hot fire, but the cold, white flame, and even a little dead aura was spreading.

If the flames of Xiao Fengyi, Xiao Fengyi and Xiao Feng3 are hot, then the flames of Xirong King are cold.

The same is fire, but there are two extremes.

The former is like the scorching sun in the sky, while the latter is like the ghost fire in the underworld.

The three-headed fire phoenix fights against the King of Xirong.

After the warning of that mysterious look, King Xirong began to feel a little alert.

With these three fire phoenixes in it, it will be difficult for him to break the Beijun defense line and attack the Great Zhou in a short time.

Moreover, the transformation of the previous moment made the spiritual energy of this world much richer. The girl who controlled the three fire phoenixes seemed to have learned something during this transformation.

The three fire phoenixes became more and more fierce, and there seemed to be a trend that was overshadowed by his "Bone Ghost Fire"!

boom!

The King of Xirong narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, the body retreated, and the white flames on the whole head hopped.

Afterwards...

An invisible fluctuation was released from him.

The white flames burned, jumped and rushed to the surrounding ground.

Soon, a creepy scene appeared.

But on the battlefield of Beijun, the bodies of soldiers who fell to the ground, stained by the white flames of the Xirong people, whether they were Xirong people or Beijun, got up from the ground with the body of Xirong King as the center.

There were dozens of corpses, like walking corpses, with their eyes burning with white flames.

The body shook left and right, staggering, cold blood spilled out of the corpse, shaking off the snow on its body.

The King of Xirong's head was filled with white flames, staring at the white blue bird that was controlling the three fire phoenixes in the distance.

He raised his hand, and there were also white flames on his fingers.

It seems like there are invisible silk threads connecting these corpses.

Swing his hand suddenly.

These corpses rushed towards the white blue birds, like crazy beasts, scattering the white snow all over the ground.

The three-headed fire phoenix wanted to block it, but was stopped by the King of Xirong.

Dozens of corpses who were not sure about their enemies rushed towards the white blue bird.

The white blue bird had never seen such a scene, and was a little panicked for a moment.

Beside her.

Nie Shuang roared and took a step forward, blocking the white blue bird. He steadily stole the horse.

Place your fists around your waist.

Facing a bunch of crazy soldiers rushing over.

He shouted loudly and punched suddenly.

The most standard punching posture is Nie Shuang's movements under almost conditioned reflexes day and night.

From the beginning of entering the island in the middle of the lake, he fled with the lake water.

And this moment seemed to be the time to test his achievements.

boom!

He punched it out, and there seemed to be a fist phantom.

A simple punch exerted an unparalleled momentum and power.

One punch and another punch.

The corpses that rushed over were beaten away by the fist wind!

"Big Head! Beautiful job!"

The white blue bird was a little panicked, but when he saw Nie Shuang showing his power, he couldn't help but clench his fists and cheered a little.

The people on the battlefield were still a little frightened.

Because the impact of the dead comrades who had seen with their own eyes get up from the ground was too strong.

Even Dan Tai Xuan, who was pulled by everyone, widened his eyes, his eyes covered with blood.

However, when Nie Shuang was tenacious and unwaveringly blocked the white blue bird, he simply swung his fist, but he broke the scene.

Even Dan Tai Xuan couldn't help but shout OK.

He is worthy of being a child from Bai Yujing.

Sure enough, something is something.

boom!

The King of Xirong was a little surprised, but he took advantage of the White Blue Bird's panic and lost control of the three-headed Fire Phoenix. He seized the opportunity and rushed towards the White Blue Bird, hoping to quickly resolve the battle.

"careful!"

Nie Shuang's tender and resolute face was not at all proud.

Because he saw the King of Xirong who was rushing towards him.

A huge pressure burst out from the King of Xirong, which made Nie Shuang's hair blow continuously, and every pore seemed to be tightening.

"So strong... even stronger than the pressure brought by my father!"

Nie Shuang gritted his teeth.

But his legs were tied to the ground, like two pine trees that bit the bluestone, and they did not relax for a moment, making his body stable and unshakable!

He did not retreat.

He was not afraid either!

He remembered Nie Changqing's teachings and teachings on his practice under the sunset, on the shore of Beiluo Lake.

Nie Shuang has a stronger heart, so he remembered what Nie Changqing said to him with all his heart.

"Shuang'er, one day, you will grow from a boy to a man."

"Only by becoming stronger can you protect yourself with the fist in your hand and those behind you."

boom!

The snow explodes!

The white blue bird's face changed.

"Big Head! Run!"

The King of Xirong left Xiao Fengyi and the others and came to fight. This was beyond the expectations of Bai Qingniao. She felt annoyed in her heart, but she still lacked combat experience.

Luo Cheng rushed over with a knife. After swallowing the Dragon Blood Pill, the power of the dragon blood flowed into his body.

However, the pressure brought by the King of Xirong also made the oppressive face red.

The King of Xirong was burning with white flames and swooped over.

Nie Shuang stared at King Xirong with determination!

He can't retreat!

Once retreating, the white blue bird behind him will be exposed.

Nie Shuang growled.

He steadily stole his horse and retracted his fists to lean against his waist and abdomen.

A picture he will never forget appeared in his eyes, which was deeply engraved in his young heart.

A rainy night.

In the alley.

Nie Changqing shook his head and yelled at him, telling him not to turn around and run quickly.

At that moment... he thought he was going to lose his father.
To be continued...