After hearing the shout, everyone changed their color. It was not for the Demon God Palace. Is the Demon God Palace ushering in a turning point?

Unlike others' thoughts, the cavalry sent by the Eighth Prince is as if they are facing a great enemy. Now their chief general has been beheaded and no one is in charge. Facing the fierce cavalry of the eldest prince's relatives, they may have to fall behind in their momentum.

"Arrange the array and respond to the enemy!" The young commander rode his horse on his body and changed his strategy in an instant, and actually contracted the army and prepared to face the terrifying cavalry.

"I see that the cavalry of the eldest prince's relatives had arrived a long time ago, but I didn't take action and just waited to see our good show." The strategist who survived by chance said angrily.

The young commander's face turned gloomy and said, "No matter what, we must not lose the reputation of Your Highness, otherwise you and I will never escape the death penalty."

Just as the two discussed, the golden torrent had already appeared in front of them and arrived in a blink of an eye.

The man on the horse was wearing golden armor, and he was powerful without anger, with a bright look, scanning the audience.

"This is the cavalry of the Eighth Prince, but in this case, even the chief general cannot be kept. It is indeed a waste." The general sneered.

The young captain pressed his sword at his waist and said to the point: "A group of cowards who can only hide behind him and dare to make a big fuss here. Your eldest prince's relatives are worthy of being famous cowards, and the chief general is even more soft."

"Looking for death!" The golden general opened his eyes wide and shouted. The cavalry behind him drew their swords together and glared at him.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Although he lost the master general, it doesn't matter to these veterans. The reputation they earned for their flesh and blood is an irreconcilable enemy. What's more, his master general was already full of anger and was provoked and despised by provocation and contempt, so he had to fight against each other.

Suddenly, the sharp sword was attacked by the cold.

It's funny. Although it was targeted at Zhang Kaifeng, it was put aside at this time, and the cavalry of the eldest prince's relatives were in dispute with the eighth prince's men.

Seeing the tense appearance of both sides, they did not stop it. After all, the two sides had too deep resentment and had the same power as the fire, so it was impossible to work together. Although chaos in various parts of Da Yan had appeared, the two princes were fighting openly and secretly, and Emperor Yan did not come out in Donghua Mountain. Do you really know the situation of Da Yan now?

Just then, he was now the public enemy of Da Yan. He never let down Da Yan, but Da Yan failed to let down the Demon Sword Way, why should he stop him?

Just as the conflict between the two sides was about to break out, a strategist drove his horse to the golden armored general and whispered a few words before temporarily pausing.

"It's a pity that the quarrel has been over. I want more time to recover my true energy." Zhang Kaifeng said with regret.

The general was furious and pointed the horse whip at Zhang Kaifeng in his hand: "I'm so brave. If you dare to appear in Yan State, then die!"

The golden general seemed to have found a place to vent his anger. He immediately rushed over with his horse, and the sword in his hand emitted a cold air, slashing at the young man who was ignorant of the sky and earth.

After Zhang Kaifeng and Mr. Mo looked at each other, Mr. Mo already knew that the time was coming and he didn't say anything more about leaving the crowd.

"Look goodbye!" Zhang Kaifeng's eyes stopped at Ying Xueqing and only said three words after carving it. He seemed to have eyes on his back, and he sideways away from the sword of the general's golden armor, and snatches his foot and sweeps outward.

"Don't go!" The general of Golden Armor shouted in surprise and tied the reins. The war horse was actually fighting with his wishes. He didn't see any intention of forcing it. It can be seen that this man is skilled in controlling the horse.

Although he turned around in time, the sword in his hand was too far away to slash out again. The general of the Golden Armor changed his mind and pulled out the spear hanging beside the saddle. After holding the spear, he turned his wrist and stabbed it fiercely, and the sound of air bursting out. Zhang Kaifeng felt the cold tip of the spear behind him, and he did not panic. He stepped forward with his right foot, put his left foot away, and with the force, his whole body turned strangely, and faced the aggressive spear, and punched out with a punch.

"Take one's own destruction!" The Golden Armor General was overjoyed. No matter how skilled the Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng was, it was almost impossible to block the injuries of the man and the horse.

The spear was blazing white, and it instantly bumped into its fist.

The spear passed through as imagined. Instead, after the fist touched the tip of the spear, Zhang Kaifeng's fist was shocked. The bursting force briefly suppressed the fierce momentum of the spear, and the spear bent in an instant.

The Golden Armor General was not surprised but happy. He knew very well that his gun had not yet been exhausted, so Zhang Kaifeng could not block it for a long time. With a shout, the joints of his left arm exploded, and the force of his arm was poured into the gun, and a rapid force gushed out.

However, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Kaifeng's mouth. The golden general suddenly felt something was wrong. He could not retract his power and could not retract his majestic power. Zhang Kaifeng followed the trend, retracted his fist, and let the power of the gun rush in. The magical power in his body was used to swallow the power and pour it into his body. His toes rose from the ground, and his speed increased sharply, and he pulled several feet apart in the blink of an eye.

"Shoot the arrow!" The general of the Golden Armor was furious. His shot turned into a springboard for the opponent to leverage his strength. How could he not be angry?

As the cavalry immediately changed, after hearing the golden armored general's angrily shout, the cavalry reacted quickly, and a rain of arrows rushed straight to the distant figure.

"I will leave after you thousands of miles. General is too polite." Zhang Kaifeng laughed loudly, facing the rushing rain of arrows, he moved his body to avoid the rain of arrows, and placed his feet above the arrows, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he could not catch up, the Golden Armored General did not force him, but just a little displeasure passed away.

As for Mr. Mo, he was strolling in the garden as if he was walking around the back garden. Who could stop the people present? As for the old monsters in the Nangong family saw that they were holding their sleeves and looked like they were not concerned about themselves. They had no intention of it, which made the righteous people who were fighting to eliminate demons and defend the way and could only give up.

"The head of the Nangong family, the Eighth Highness is waiting for your reply in Beijing. I hope you don't forget." The young captain said to the head of the Nangong family without caring about Zhang Kaifeng who had left.

The head of the Nangong family nodded and said, "When the matter is over, the Nangong family will definitely give His Highness a clear answer."

"It's so good that we will stay there soon after we are in military affairs." The young captain nodded and immediately took his people away.

The Golden Armor General did not leave immediately, but entered the hall with the head of the Demon God Palace and left quickly shortly afterwards.

These two people came and went in a hurry.

It made the audience feel inexplicable, but it was all over. After the good show, they naturally would not stay for tea and they all withdrew from the Demon God Palace.

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A few miles away from the Demon God Palace, a fierce battle was in full swing. An old man with white hair fisted like a rainbow, attacking with a strong and arrogant attitude. The fist of each fist was like mercury, which showed its momentum. The fighter against the old man was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. He looked not very outstanding and had a strong body. In the face of the fierce attack of the old man, he still had room for his followers. Each of his blows seemed to be light and light, but he could take on a fist that looked like Mount Tai. This man was so skillful that he was comparable to the old man with white hair.

When the two of them contacted their limbs, they were bursting sounds, and the energy swept across the world, collapsed around them, as if they were plowed.

"Bump!" There was another roar when the fist and palms were intersecting.

"Strong sword intent!"

The two of them retreated, but had no intention of taking action. They felt a sharp sword intent appearing like a light on their back, and they could break through their battle circle, and the people who came were as good as theirs.

"Want, why don't you beat me? Could it be that I disturbed you?" An old man in gray robe stood in the distance, watching with relish, and then said, "It's better if you think I don't exist!"

The barbarian war god appeared in Kitanohara, with an extraordinary temperament, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "We want to kill another half-step innate master of the same position. Do you want to have a fisherman to benefit?"

"Haha, the barbarian god of war, the brave are not afraid. Will they still care about me, a bad old man?" said the old man with white hair and hair and beard with a smile.

"The brave are not afraid, that is brave and wise. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?" said the barbarian god of war.

The old man who appeared inexplicably did not answer, and then said, "Your plan is very good, but now two princes in the capital have appeared at the same time. Your cooperation is afraid that it will come to an end here. If you don't leave, you will be hunted down by the heroes of the Central Plains."

"It's a surprise, how could I be afraid of them?" The barbarian war god laughed.

"Oh, it's good to be young. If I were a few years younger, I would definitely be like you who is so arrogant." The old man sighed a few times, jumped and left here.

"He came for no reason, and walked for no reason." The old man from the Demon God Palace who had never spoken said, "I wonder if you want to stop me?"

"The opportunity has been lost, and it is useless to force it." The barbarian war god didn't say much, and said, "I hope that in the future, I can really let go of my hands and feet to fight with my seniors a good battle."

"It seems that the barbarians are about to rise. I just hope that my old bone will come in handy then." Old Tian nodded.

The breeze blew, leaving nothing in a mess, and there was no trace of people, only the sound echoing in the air.
Chapter completed!