Chapter 27: Coming on a Lion

"Qian Luofeng, don't put up any more useless resistance. Your Yun family army is constantly being consumed. A mere five thousand people can't hold on for long. And although you are powerful, against the two of us, time will be lost." Over time, it will inevitably fail.”

Huang Liang said while his sword was flying.

"Unless you open Qilong Pass and let us pass."

Qian Luofeng said, the war gun in his hand was not relaxed at all.

"Since you insist on dying, I will grant you my wish, Water Dragon Sword."

Huang Liang shouted loudly. He was also a fierce character. He slashed out a water dragon with the sword in his hand and swept towards Qianluo Peak. Huang Liang was a water spirit. His attack power was not very strong, but his scale was huge. , the pressure caused to the enemy is also not small.

In Lingtian Continent, all kinds of spirits will appear, among which the Five Elements Spirits are the main ones. Among the Five Elements Spirits, the most common are the Gold Spirit, Water Spirit, Earth Spirit, Wood Spirit and Fire Spirit. Some, as for the spiritual bodies beyond the five elements, they are even rarer and are called alien spirits.

Qianluo Peak was one against two, and the fight was inextricable. The soldiers of the two armies were killed and their blood was broken, and they chattered endlessly.

The battlefield is always cruel, full of killing and hope.

The ground was filled with blood and roars filled the sky. On the land of Qilong Pass, this battle was destined to be recorded in history.

However, as the war continued to progress and the death toll continued to rise, the hearts of every brave and skilled Yun Family Army officer began to feel cold and despairing.

So far, the Yun family's army has killed three thousand enemies, but they have also lost nearly a thousand people. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that their death will be worthless. They are afraid that the Yun family's army will be wiped out and they will not see Yun Feilong for the last time. , that’s what’s really sad.

Not to mention the Yulong Pass and Tianlong Pass behind, even this Qilong Pass, the Yun family army may not be able to pass. This is a war with no future and a war destined to fail.

"Heaven is going to destroy our Yun family army."

Yuan Lang's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's. He shook his sword and shouted, feeling extremely sad.

"It's over. There's absolutely no hope."

Some people are completely desperate and cannot see any hope at all.

The iron-blooded warriors across Qizhou will finally come to an end today. With the loss of Flying Dragon Yun Shuai and the loss of young commander Yun Yi, the Yun Family Army seems to have really lost its backbone. At this moment, everyone in the Yun Family Army feels... It's sad.

The Yun family army is over, the Yun family is over.

Yun Canghai and Yun Feilong could not escape the disaster, Yun Yi was buried on Dalong Cliff, and the last trace of the Yun family's blood was not preserved. This is such an injustice to the Yun family, which has been loyal and loyal for generations.

ah……

Some people can't control their grief and anger, roar to the sky, and then attack the enemy with a suicidal attack.

Many officers and soldiers of the Yun Family Army went crazy, or rather went crazy, heart-wrenching.

Qian Luofeng saw all this in his eyes, his eyes were stained with tears, and he felt indescribable pain in his heart.

In the past, the Yun family army was so glorious. Under the leadership of Fei Long Yunshuai, it could sweep away all powerful enemies.

Now, the Yun family army is in such a situation.

Tsk!

A brief distraction is undoubtedly very fatal in a master duel. Qian Luofeng's mind caused Huang Liang to take advantage of it, leaving a deep sword mark on his arm, and blood surged wildly.

Poof!

At the same time, Chen Wangye's battle sword grazed his chest, leaving another scar.

"Haha, Qian Luofeng, you are finished. Now, even if you surrender, I will not give you another chance."

Huang Liang laughed loudly. Qian Luofeng was injured, which undoubtedly gave them a shot of stimulant. In a scene that was originally evenly divided, once one side is injured, the fighting strength will be weakened, and flaws will inevitably be exposed during the battle. And this This flaw is undoubtedly fatal.

Qian Luofeng's injury made the morale of the Yun family army even lower. The despair has reached the extreme, and the entire Yun family army can no longer see the slightest hope.

Huang Liang and Chen Wangye attacked Qianluofeng from the left and right, but Qianluofeng was killed with only the ability to parry and no ability to fight back.

In just ten breaths, two more scars appeared on Qian Luofeng's body.

The continuous injuries have caused a lot of sluggishness in Qianluofeng's actions, and he is completely at a disadvantage.

"Heaven wants to kill me, what can I do?"

Qianluo Peak looks up to the sky and roars, tragic and majestic for thousands of miles.

Roar……

And just when the entire Yun family army fell into complete despair, an earth-shattering roar sounded from the rear.

This roar was so loud that it completely covered up the sounds of fighting on the battlefield and alarmed all the people fighting.

Everyone turned to look, and saw an extremely majestic black lion running towards him at a thunderous speed. On the lion's body, stood a boy in white with his head held high. The boy stood on the lion's back, as steady as a mountain. The lion was running and bumping like this, but it couldn't produce the slightest impression on him.

The young man looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair blowing in the wind, a delicate face carrying an aura of violence, and cold eyes that flashed across the void, making people frightened.

The young man's body is filled with black spiritual power. He is born with the aura of a king, and he comes riding on a lion, giving people a feeling of the return of the king.

"Young Marshal."

"It's the young marshal. The young marshal is not dead. The young marshal has become more powerful."

"Haha, the young commander is not dead. He can bring us miracles."

………

At this moment, all the Yun family soldiers were completely excited, with tears streaming down their faces. The lost backbone seemed to have been found in an instant.

No one has forgotten the young man who was so impressive on the stage of winning the championship. From the moment he carried the battle flag, he had already taken over Yun Feilong's place in the hearts of the Yun family army.

"Yier."

Qianluofeng was filled with joy and sorrow, crying and laughing, with tears streaming down his face.

Yun Yi was the last concern in his life, and he thought he was the most wrong thing he had ever done in his life. But now it seems that maybe his decision was the right one.

After all, this young man once again brought hope to people and successfully walked out of the Dragon Cliff. Moreover, his strength improved again and he was able to defeat even the Black Flame Lion at the peak of the eighth level of the spiritual realm.

Huang Liang and Chen Wangye also saw the person coming. Their eyes widened and they directly suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.

"That loser from the Yun family? How is this possible?"

Huang Liang couldn't believe it.

"Isn't this guy unable to open his mind? What's going on?"

Chen Wangye was also extremely surprised. The biggest waste in the imperial capital actually appeared in Qilong Pass by stepping on the black flame lion that had opened the eighth level of the spiritual realm. And his own cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual realm. This was simply unbelievable. Maybe.

Even if Yun Yi could open his mind, how could a person have made such great progress in such a short period of time, only how long had passed since the incident in the Yun family.