Although I am not qualified to master the "Thunder Evil Sword", the "Thunder Evil Sword" imitated by the "Thunder Evil Sword" in the iron horse's hand is also powerful. As long as it is used well, with it, the Iron Horse with only the fourth level of cultivation can compete with the commander-level power of the sixth level of heaven and even the seventh level of heaven.

The life of the Feng Clan has always been peaceful. So since the iron horse obtained this powerful weapon, it has never been used in actual combat except for necessary maintenance and practice. However, today...

Without hesitation, Tiema picked up the "Imitation? Thunder Evil Sword" with a gloomy face, put it on his right arm, then closed the cabinet door, turned around and strode out. As soon as he walked out of his independent residence, a young man was walking towards him. The boy was younger than Tiema, about twelve or twelve years old. But for some reason, his hair was already snow-white, and there was no black at all. And at the center of his eyebrows, a strand of curly hair hung down, looking very cute. However, the boy was currently full of worry and heartfelt. He raised his head and asked, "Senior Brother, do you think the atmosphere on the mountain seems a bit inappropriate today?"

"Don't worry, Wu Nan." Tiema reached out and stroked his junior brother, Wu Nan, the second disciple of Mingdao Martial God, on the head, and comforted him: "The weather is not good, it's just raining. Go home, don't play with Xiebai and the others today."

"Is it just going to rain?" Wu Nan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but still shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, I always feel something is wrong."

"Go back, don't let your senior brother say it again." Tiema was actually very worried, but in front of Wu Nan, he could not show his weakness. Moreover, Wu Nan was only thirteen years old and had not even understood the power of "current push". Even if something really happened, there was no way to help me. So Tiema put on the air of the senior brother and scolded: "Be obedient, go back immediately. Senior brother, I have important things to do, so don't cause trouble for me..."

"Jijijiji~~guagua!!"

The roar of strange beasts suddenly burst into the sky. In such a strange tranquility, it seemed even more creepy. Immediately afterwards, countless identical calls were connected from east to west, and the north and south were reconciled, and the mountains and fields were all turbulent. The noise caused the echoes to roll and echo among the mountain walls, and their momentum was absolutely extraordinary! In an instant, the faces of the iron horse and Wu Nan also changed. Wu Nan shouted in disbelief: "It's Xiebai! Xiebai it..."

"Wu Nan. Go back to the master immediately." Iron Horse knew better than anyone else about what the roar meant. He left aside, then let go of his steps and rushed out of the Wushen Mansion with all his might. He looked up and shouted sternly to the guards on the watchtower: "There is an enemy! Immediately sound the alarm bell!"

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang~~~~~~"

The loud bell rang immediately, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread all over the mountains, and even the shrill roar of wild beasts was completely overwhelmed in this moment. However, the wind warriors who should have gathered together at the first time did not appear for a long time. The iron horse was anxious, but there was no place to attack. He jumped towards the city gate and shouted at the guards who were already at a loss, saying, "What are you still dazed there? Close the city gate quickly!"

Hearing the shouts, the two guards woke up as if they were dreaming, and immediately rushed to operate the hinges of the mechanism. The two metal gates, which were half a meter thick, tightened inwards, and finally closed tightly in the huge tremor of "boom". Before the sound fell, a "bang" sound suddenly came from the distant mountains and fields. With a dying whine, the wild beasts roared. Then, the whole mountain seemed to be in an explosion. Not only did the beast's roar become more and more violent, but the sound of shouting and gunfire were also heard from all directions, which was deafening and thrilling!

The iron horse pursed his lips tightly and ran up the city wall along the stairs next to the city gate. Looking far away, he saw fireworks everywhere at the foot of the mountain. Countless figures leaped back and forth in the forest, but could not see how many enemies there were. He was about to exhaust his eyes and distinguish the origin of the enemy, but suddenly the wind was heard beside him. Several masters who obviously also had the power of warriors had arrived.

Looking back at each other, it was obvious that this was true. The visitors were Tie Qi and Chen Xin, two junior brothers of the Ming Dao Martial God. Although their seniority and age were much taller than Tie Ma, the power gap between the two sides was not big. They were already in their forties and had white hair on their temples, but they were only the fifth level. If they really fought, they were definitely not the opponent of this nephew who had "imitation? Thunder Evil Sword". So they never like Tie Ma very much. Tie Qi put on the air of his uncle and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"No need to say more, there are enemies." Tiema raised his hand and pointed outside the city, saying in a narrow voice: "Xiebai and his tribe members have already tried their best to delay, but seeing this, they must not delay too long. Two uncles. Please immediately call all the soldiers who can mobilize in our Feng Clan to prepare for the battle, otherwise it may be too late."

"Nonsense! The bridge I have walked in this life has been longer than the road you have walked, and I eat more salt than rice. What should I do? Do you still need to teach me?" Tie Qi coldly scolded this nephew. Chen Xin understood that it was not the time to put on airs. He pulled Tie Qi's sleeves and frowned and said, "Don't talk about this first. The enemy will attack soon, prepare for the battle."

Tie Qi nodded and waved his hand to give orders to the Feng Clan warriors who followed his two brothers. Although he was a little panicked, the Feng Clan warriors, whose classes were all "samurai", were still quickly taking their place. They manipulated the various weapons placed on the top of the city and were ready for battle.

The sound of gunfire between the mountains and fields was getting louder and louder, but on the contrary, the roar of wild beasts became less and less. Everyone knew that the first line of defense was about to be unable to hold on. Most Wind Clan warriors encountered a battle for the first time in their lives. Excessive tension made cold sweat seep out of their palms, foreheads, backs and other parts constantly, and their eyes were staring at the bottom of the mountain. But suddenly, the roar and vibration sound was like rolling thunder, from top to bottom, overwhelmingly pressing down on their heads. The iron horse instinctively raised his head, his eyes contracted for an instant, his whole body was stiff, and he subconsciously shouted: "Above!"

Before the words were finished, a huge black shadow penetrated the fog and broke through the haze, quickly crossing the sea of ​​clouds, and completely opened up his invincible posture. The warship! It is a huge flying warship! It is full of strength and majesty, and almost everyone was stunned. Especially, when they saw the bright red sea tiger war pattern on the warship, a huge sense of despair emerged even more like a tide, almost immediately crossing everyone.

——I want to take a vacation and divide the line—

I wonder if there is a place for you to go to the Golden Week 12, because the writer’s job is not Sunday... In view of how hard you write on the 12th Golden Week, please give me more red tickets and collections?

ps: It's still the third anniversary event

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Chapter completed!