And when the dragon armor figure burning with flames rushed to Gaotian, it finally attracted the attention of more and more Qingzhou City warriors.

"Then, what is that!?"

"Fei, a powerful person in Feitian Realm?"

"There are strong flying men guarding Qingzhou City?"

Suddenly screams came one after another.

The strength of the kings and princes in the Feitian Realm is an existence that all warriors in Qingzhou City must look up to.

"It's useless. The Ola army has 20,000. Even if it is a powerful flying man, how can one fight against it?"

The appearance of the powerful Feitian did not stop most people from running away.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyao had already flew into the sky.

Above the Bing Ting Sword, the light of golden thunder surged, the green dragon transformed into blessing, and the sea of ​​energy was fully opened, allowing Chen Xiaoyao to flow surging energy around him.

In the dark night, it is like a blue sun.

"kill!"

Ascended to the extreme, Chen Xiaoyao swooped down, and the Bing Ting Knife suddenly lit up a hundred feet of sword light and descended into the charge army of Oirat.

Chen Xiaoyao was so fierce at this time. In his state of victory, even at the peak of Piquan's mid-stage, he had to retreat.

The sword light flew, and blood splattered in the sky.

Pieces of Oirat warriors, with their men and horses, fell down like harvesting wheat.

Chen Xiaoyao rushed into the battle formation alone, but there was no enemy in a row.

When he was tired of killing, he flew to the sky, swallowed a large handful of pills, and then rushed down again.

The Ola army was also killed by Chen Xiaoyao. Regardless of attacking Qingzhou City, more and more soldiers were sent to encircle and suppress Chen Xiaoyao.

But time passed little by little, and Chen Xiaoyao was in the army and killed seven in and seven out.

Power seems to be inexhaustible.

Hundreds of figures appeared on the mountains far away in the west.

They were covered in black armor and were full of evil spirits.

But when they saw the scene under Qingzhou City, they couldn't help but exclaim.

The 20,000 Oirat army actually appeared in front of Qingzhou City.

Moreover, the 20,000 troops seemed to be dragged by one person.

"Flying Realm, Ghost Face! Is it the God of War!?"

"Grandpa, that day, this person was the one who snatched my magic weapon from the dusk mountains. Could it be that King Jing was really not successful?"

Shangguan Hong stared at his eyes, unable to believe everything in front of him.

"No, he is not King Jing, but Chen Xiaoyao."

But Shangguan Hanfeng's eyes were like torch fire in the dark, "That fire wing is the flying spirit bone."

"What? Spiritual bones, he actually has spiritual bones?!"

Shangguan Hong's face changed slightly, "Then wouldn't I be humiliated by him?"

He will never forget that when Chen Xiaoyao was in the deserted mountains, he asked him to kneel down.

"Master, when will Chen Xiaoyao rush to help? It won't last long."

Liu Ruyan asked.

"There are only 800 people in the Demon Hunting Palace, so we can't do anything. Let's wait. Chen Xiaoyao should have a countermeasure."

Shangguan Hanfeng shook his head and decided to watch the wall first.

"You can't drag it down any longer. This person is not Lin Fu, the god of the big army. The fire wings should be the spiritual bone. I will kill him."

Inside the Oirat Central Army was a magnificent chariot. Inside the chariot, a burly old man wearing a tiger-headed and golden armor was about to get up after he said that.

"General Tuoba, let's go."

However, in the chariot master, a young general reached out and pressed the old man.

"You are the general of the Eastern Front. Judging from this person's appearance, his cultivation level is not yet in the middle stage of Piquan. He can be my opponent."

After saying that, the young man got up, picked up the spears carried by the five slaves behind him, and was about to go out.

"No, little prince, you are the Ola royal family, if..." But the old man frowned and stopped the young man.

"Haha, if I get hurt, can you not afford to take it?"

The young man smiled and said, "General, I, the Oirat man, was born on the grasslands of the northern desert. How could a natural warrior be as greedy as the human race in the Southern Dynasties, fear of death."

"Besides, he can't hurt me."

"It's rare to meet such a junior in Qingzhou. It's a pity."

After saying that, he patted the old man and rushed out of the chariot.

Chen Xiaoyao, who rushed into the battle formation, was fighting in full swing, but a strong blood qi suddenly surged from the army ahead.

The Oirat warriors dispersed one after another, and a figure gradually appeared in Shen Xiaoyao's sight.

The man was wearing golden armor, and his body was filled with unique golden energy.

Unlike the big-kill warrior, these energies are more like bloodline breath.

Golden bloodline, Ola royal family!

Chen Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

Only the Ola royal family can sacrifice gold and blood to bless combat power.

Thus gaining power far superior to fellow warriors, it can be said that the royal bloodline of the Ola family is infinitely advanced in the demon clan talent.

When it comes to fighting on the battlefield, he is naturally stronger than a big warrior.

"I, the general of the Western Front of Oirat, Boyan, was killed by you?"

The young man from the royal family asked with a cold face.

"Yes, you're here to die?"

Chen Xiaoyao's sword hung on the ground, and blood evaporated on the blade.

"Haha, I am Yelu Chuxiong, the royal family of Oirat. Remember my name and I will use your head to wash away the shame you brought to me Oirat."

Yelu Chuxiong slowly rolled up his hand, with a spear of ten feet.

"Oh, it's really a royal family. Then it seems that I'm going to make a big profit this time."

But Chen Xiaoyao smiled.

The reason why he chose to fight the Oirat army alone was of course selfish.

That is reputation value.

He can kill more Oirat army alone. If he is really defeated, he can fly away with his fire wings.

"Ignorance ant!"

Swish!

Yelu Chuxiong's voice fell and he stepped out in the air, his whole body was rushing like a beast, even more powerful.

With the blessing of the power of the glorious bloodline, the murderous intent surged, hitting everyone's hearts.

As Yelu Chuxiong approached little by little, the murderous intent accompanied by the wave of air rushed towards Chen Xiaoyao. The closer he got, the more terrifying it became.

Under the pressure of Yelu Chuxiong, Chen Xiaoyao's face was still looking at the other party indifferently.

Seeing this, Yelu Chuxiong sneered in his heart. He didn't know until his death was about to happen, but it depends on whether you can laugh later.

"die!"

Yelu Chuxiong pulled the muscles on his face and shouted angrily. The golden blood in his body surged like a giant beast, with golden cyclones shaking all over his body.

The terrifying killing surged to the left hand with the force, forming a huge wave of air, which suddenly blasted out, and smashed Chen Xiaoyao hard with a punch.

The Oirat bloodline is strong, but his understanding is seriously insufficient. He rarely practices any martial arts, but just relying on their pure power, it is enough to suppress one side.

As I saw that the black air-rolling fist shadow was about to fall completely.

Chen Xiaoyao still had not moved, allowing this terrifying fist shadow to suppress it.

"Haha, this kid was frightened and was left alone!"

"Just waiting to die!"

Everyone was also confused.

Even Liu Ruyan and others from the distant mountains couldn't understand.

They didn't believe that Chen Xiaoyao would wait for death.
To be continued...