Military Town, Xuzhou.

Ren Jiasheng, who looked as handsome as a peerless woman, was wearing military uniform, and an ice-iron long bow embroidered with countless talismans and spiritual patterns hung behind him. He stood on the dot-stop platform with his hands behind his back, looking out the camp gate with a cold look.

At this time, the station of the Condor Heroes in the military town was already in chaos. Nine thousand infantrymen, led by three battalions and twelve generals, formed formations to guard the road from Yingkou to Dianjiangtai.

Since the establishment of the Condor Hezhou City, the pure 'shooter army under Ren Jiasheng, which had only 3,000 new recruits, has grown into an elite with 9,000 veterans in a hundred battles. Especially after the revision of the String Bowman, the Condor Heroes Army was almost able to compete with a sixth-level first-level with the power of one army alone.

But today, from the camp to the general Ren Jiasheng and from the bottom of the army, all of them were tragic and tragic, as if the Dawen court was overturned, and the land of Sichuan and Shu became a place of disaster. Even the military town of Xuzhou, which was stationed in the Divine Eagle Army, had to face the fate of destruction.

Behind Ren Jiasheng, Ye Feihong's small face was tightened with two short Yan Ling swords hanging on his waist. Her hands holding the hilts of the swords were covered with sweat. However, no matter how nervous she was, she always exposed half of her body, which showed signs of a husband singing "wife", and showed a humble and graceful manner that was dominated by Ren Jiasheng.

Although Ren Jiasheng stood behind the army, he did not show any sign of letting his soldiers die. Standing on the main stage, he was not only able to see the enemy outside the camp gate, but also able to take advantage of the situation to absorb the military power of the soldiers in the camp and raise his strength to the perfect strength of the five realms.

Seeing Ren Jiasheng and Ye Feihong as a pair of beautiful men, the three generals of the camp were all tragic and filled with emotion. They were both happy about the match between their general and the general's wife, and were also melancholy at the enemy outside the camp who made the entire Divine Eagle Army look like a great enemy with one person.

At this time, at the gate of the camp of the Condor Heroes, a middle-aged man with a deep face was standing. It was this person who was so powerful that he could compete with the first level of the Sixth Realm as if he was a heroic battle.

Hawk-eyed male vision, the man suddenly grinned and said coldly: "You use a bow?"

He stood at the gate of the camp, hundreds of feet apart, but when he spoke, his voice spread throughout the military camp very clearly. Such methods also made everyone's faces even more solemn.

Although Ren Jiasheng didn't understand why, he took a deep breath and said loudly: "So what?"

"Hey." The man laughed low. Ren Jiasheng, who had been standing tall, suddenly had a wrong figure. A ball of blood burst out of thin air on his shoulder. Suddenly, his body shook. Fortunately, he stood firm in time. His fingertips hit several "acupuncture points" on his shoulders like lightning. Ren Jiasheng stopped the injury and stared out, his eyes full of horror.

Just a thought, without any slight spiritual energy or true energy, will break up the body protection energy of the fifth level and sixth level of his body. I am afraid that this kind of strength will be difficult to achieve the sixth level, right?

Ren Jiasheng calmed down and said sternly: "Who is your priest?"

"You are not qualified to ask me about my identity. If it weren't for fear of the Sword Master, I would have caught people long ago," the Yinqiu man sneered, his eyes slowly gathered on Ye Feihong, who was nervous, and said with a low smile, "The second lady of Yelu Mansion actually had an affair with the Song people. If this matter was spread, I wonder if the status of Zuo Xiang would be unstable?"

A drop of sweat slowly slipped down at Ye Feihong's nose. The girl was panicked and sad. She didn't know how to answer for a moment. Instead, Ren Jiasheng frowned and said, "Are you here to catch my girlfriend?"

Frowning slightly, the Yinqiu man didn't understand what his girlfriend meant, but he didn't look at it in detail, and sneered: "It has nothing to do with you. Let these ants make way for the way. I can still commit less murder. Do you think these nine thousand people are very good? It's just a few tricks."

Ren Jiasheng was about to speak, but Ye Feihong had already pulled him, tears slowly dripped in her eyes, and she whispered: "Abu, believe him, he can do it... I'll follow him, don't do it."

Holding her cold little hand tightly, Ren Jiasheng's eyebrows were determined and said in a deep voice: "For you, even if you are an unmatched strong man, I will not give in. All the people belong to the Divine Eagle Army will retreat!"

When the Condor Heroes were all shocked when they heard this, the battalions turned around and folded their fists, and said angrily: "General, now the thief violated the power of the Condor Heroes, how can we give in?"

He shook his head gently, Ren Jiasheng's eyes were bright and he slowly said, "Everyone's "sex" is given by his parents, how can we give up easily? If we were to protect Wenbang, we would be fine if we died in the battlefield, but now this is Ren's private matter, so you don't need to "get it in."

The general of the camp wanted to say something more. The man from the Yinqiu outside the camp was impatient and said sternly: "A group of Song people talk too much!" Before he finished speaking, he was already in a illusion, turning into a stream of light and walking into the camp.

The one who was heading towards him was the third battalion of the Condor Heroes, the only sword and shield infantry in the Condor Heroes Army. Seeing him hit him head-on, the soldiers in the camp shouted loudly, and the shields stood up in front, and the swords in the back row were lit up, but no one retreated.

At the same time, the battalions of the first and second battalions had already made a sound, completely ignoring Ren Jiasheng's angrily shouting, and commanded the archers under his command to bend the bow and put the arrows on. The archers of the string were known for their violent power. Even though there were only one thousand archers "shooting" at this moment, an endless storm was still rippling out when one thousand archers penetrated the air.

Seeing the rain of arrows falling, the gloomy man sneered, his head spread out with a thud. A terrifying force that was eager but forced to suppress suddenly rose up, causing all the thousands of powerful arrows to shatter.

Seeing that the attacks of thousands of people were ineffective, and there were thousands of people bent their bows and arrows. The Condor Heroes Army was mainly archers. At this moment, even when facing a strong enemy, the attack was still orderly and smooth. After a thousand people, there were thousands more people. The Yinqiu man entered the camp only two hundred feet, and four consecutive waves of arrow rain had already poured down.

But even so, none of the 4,000 arrows could be approached by the Yinqiu man, and without exception, they were all shattered in the air above his head.

Seeing that the other party was about to approach the front row of infantry, Ren Jiasheng finally couldn't bear it. He took off the long bow made of ice iron behind him, gathered the army and gathered the arrows, and then increased the amplitude with the eagle feathers given by Ye Feihong, aimed at the Yinqiu man with an arrow.

The arrow light rushed like an ice dragon, crossing the nine thousand army formation, and rushed towards the Yinqiu man.

Seeing the icy blue rainbow light passing through, the Yinqiu man still looked careless and did not pull out the scimitar from his waist. He just raised his fingers slightly bent, and silently, an arrow had already been locked in his palm.

Seeing this scene, Ren Jiacheng felt cold all over his body. He gathered his military force and increased the amplitude with the eagle feathers. Although the power of the arrows he shot reached at most half a step to the sixth level, the opponent's easy picking of arrows was impossible to do at will.

Grinning slightly, the Yinqiu man looked up and stepped on his feet. The next moment, he had already appeared in front of the platform, and behind him was a huge wide road that was forcibly knocked away by him. The soldiers along the way either had their bodies shattered or were blown away. The whole wide road was fuzzy, like hell.

As for the wailing and anger behind him, the Yinqiu man glanced coldly at Ren Jiasheng and Ye Feihong, and sneered: "Come out early, be nice to you and me, Miss Yelu, please."

His lips trembled slightly, and Ye Feihong suddenly shouted angrily: "Are you not afraid that my grandfather will cause trouble for you when you do this?"

"Sir Zuo Prime?" The Yinqiu man sneered, "My Demon Heaven Sin is also a prince of the seventh realm. If Master Zuo Prime is dissatisfied, he will come to find me, and he is afraid that his old bones will not be able to hold on to my three arrows to punish me."

Hearing that the man inherited his own state, Ren Jiasheng's eyes couldn't help but feel a little despair.

The seventh-level strongman is the peak strongman that even Yao Ruoyu, the strongest man in the literary and artistic department, cannot be confronted by the huge literary country. Only Xi Shi can match such a person. Even if all his members of the Condor Heroes Army die, they may not be able to hurt this person at all.

But even so, Ren Jiasheng still protected Ye Feihong firmly behind him without giving in.

Ye Feihong pressed the knife with both hands and nipped her teeth: "If you dare to catch me, my sister will not let you go."

"Your sister? Miss Yelu?" the Yinqiu man who was the Demon Sin sneered, "If you have the ability, let her come to settle the score with me!"

Ye Feihong's pretty face turned red with anger. Ren Jiasheng bit his steel teeth and was about to speak, but he heard the sound of wheels rolling. Subconsciously, he looked in the sound, and his eyes immediately condensed, revealing a little surprise.

Mo Tianzui also heard the sound of horse hooves and wheels, frowned and turned around, and his body suddenly shook.

Just as the two of them were looking at each other, a white horse pulled a carriage and drove slowly into the entrance of the campground. The coachman was a sloppy man in his forties. He ignored the tragic situation in the camp and drove himself through the wide road that Mo Tianshou had bumped out before, and went straight to the front of the station.

After looking at the Demon Heavenly Sin, the coachman sneered: "Demon Heavenly Sin, the seventh realm of dignified use of such a method, is really disgusting!"

The Demon Heaven Sin, who has been as still as a mountain since he appeared, rarely reveals a little shocked: "How come you are here?"

"Miss II is here, why do you think we are here?" The coachman raised his head and smiled at Ye Feihong, "Miss II, I haven't seen each other for several months, so I've been cleared a little!"

"Zhang, Uncle Zhang?" Seeing the man, Ye Feihong looked surprised and said happily, "Is sister here too?"

The man scratched his head, turned around and lifted the curtain and looked at it, then sighed, "Miss, why are you drunk again?"

"Drunk?" Ren Jiasheng and Ye Feihong were both stunned, but Mo Tianzui's eyes flashed, his body suddenly flashed, and he pounced on Ye Feihong like an eagle and falcon, and he raised his hand to capture her.

"Stop!" Ren Jiasheng shouted angrily when he saw this. He wanted to stop him by bowing like a sword, but his only five level six level could not stop the kings and princes of the seventh level. Mo Tianzuo just glanced at him, causing his whole body to collapse like a "tide" water to leak, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

In fact, if Mo Tianzui had not been eager to capture Ye Feihong, Ren Jiasheng's actions of daring to block the way with just one fifth realm would have been slapped into mud by him.

The seventh-level powerhouse was so fast that in a blink of an eye, Mo Tianshou was about to pounce on Ye Feihong, but the next moment, a weak cough suddenly sounded in his ears. In an instant, he stood still in place, his right hand stretched out was only half a foot away from Ye Feihong, but he never dared to stretch forward again.

Behind him, a young woman with a pale face and a lazy temperament and a drunken body came out of the carriage. She bent over from the carriage with a jar of old wine, walked out of the carriage, shaking for a while, then stretched and looked at Mo Tianzui with a smile: "Do you... want me to settle the score with you?"
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