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In the first battle between Yun Chongcheng and the Fengman tribe, Chu Muye was defeated.

Just when Yunchong's army was completely defeated, a fleet of ships appeared on the Biluo River.

This surprised everyone present.

Before the Black Eagle Tribe, Wen Lin frowned as he looked at the well-organized Pofeng Camp.

"Didn't it be agreed that the reinforcements sent by the Canglang Army would be intercepted by the Yaozu? Why did the Pofeng Camp appear? What's going on?"

The defenders on Yunchong's side were overjoyed.

Those soldiers had no morale, and even lost their fighting spirit.

The appearance of Pofengying was undoubtedly a booster for them, reinjecting their vitality.

"That's the Canglang Army Pofeng Camp?!"

"Reinforcements are coming, we are saved."

"..."

However, in the face of this sudden reinforcements.

The most surprising ones were Wei Sanjin and Yelu Yunpeng.

Not because of anything else, just because of the young figure standing on the bow of the ship.

"Brother Liu, it's great that he didn't die."

Wei Sanjin recognized the other party at a glance.

After a moment of absentmindedness, the joy in my heart welled up spontaneously.

"that is really good."

Opposite him, Yelu Yunpeng also saw him, with murderous aura emerging from his body, he gritted his teeth.

"That's... Liu Fuyun?!! He is still alive."

Since his father died in front of his eyes, he has been looking forward to this day all the time.

Whenever night fell, the figure of Liu Fuyun standing with a sword would come to mind.

The pain in his heart made it difficult for him to sleep.

When he heard that Liu Fuyun was lost in the sword mound.

During that time, Yelu Yunpeng lost his target instead.

For him, personally slaughtering Liu Fuyun has become his lifelong goal.

The lack of this goal made him lose his direction in life.

Until news came from the Fengman tribe that they were about to attack Yunchong City on a large scale and start a war with the Tianfeng Dynasty.

Yelu Yunpeng's heart became hot again.

Liu Fuyun, since I can't kill you with my own hands, I should destroy your hometown and clan with my own hands.

Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved!

He thought of this in his heart, so after discussing with the elders of Long Qing.

Yelu Yunpeng and Xiao Ying left the sect and rushed to the battlefield in the starry night.

What they didn't expect was that the killing of their father and enemy that they had been thinking about was still in the world, and appeared right in front of them.

Yelu Yunpeng's murderous aura could no longer be controlled, and he condensed into substance, soaring into the sky.

"Liu Fuyun, it's best for you to live. From now on, I want you to watch your brothers and family members die in front of you one by one."

While talking to himself, he looked at Wei Sanjin again.

Different from before, now he looked at the other party with murderous intent in his eyes.

Wei Sanjin's heart trembled, and he secretly called out that it was not good.

"He's going to kill me!"

Just as he was thinking, a khaki-yellow light suddenly emerged from Yelu Yunpeng's pair of wooden hammers.

The whole person rose from the ground, and the double hammers slammed down on the top of Wei Sanjin's head.

The speed was several times faster than before, and Wei Sanjin couldn't dodge at all, so he could only block with his spear.

"boom!"

With just this blow, blood flowed from his tiger's mouth instantly, and the spear in his hand could no longer be held, and it flew out.

The corners of Yelu Yunpeng's mouth turned up slightly, and a sneer appeared.

Another hammer hit, Wei Sanjin rolled on the spot and dodged.

Then, he picked up the sword from the ground with both hands, rushed out, and wrestled with the opponent.

At this moment, he knew that this was the only way to preserve a trace of life before Liu Fuyun came to rescue him.

Yelu Yunpeng was not in a hurry, because he noticed that Liu Fuyun didn't seem to see them.

Therefore, the rhythm of the attack was slowed down, and with the mentality of a cat catching a mouse, he began to tease Wei Sanjin.

"Damn, this kid is teasing me."

With fire in his heart, Wei Sanjin swung the sword in his hand wildly, completely fighting for his life.

However, even so, he was still unable to inflict substantial damage on the opponent.

……

At the same time, under the leadership of Liu Fuyun, the Pofengying battalion repelled the demon clan's resistance and went down the river.

Finally, two days later, they arrived outside Yunchong City.

However, as far as the eye can see, it is the Fengman soldiers chasing Yun Chong's army, slashing and killing wildly.

This one-sided battle not only made Liu Fuyun angry.

Even Pei Fengqi, Jiang Lei and the others were furious.

"These savages, death is not a pity."

Everyone gritted their teeth and clenched their weapons tightly.

"Brother Liu, what shall we do?"

Pei Fengqi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

Ever since Liu Fuyun killed the Sea Emperor and repelled the Fish Demon.

His status is already the most important in the hearts of everyone in Pofeng Camp.

Even Pei Fengqi subconsciously asked for Liu Fuyun's opinion without knowing it.

Liu Fuyun didn't look back, looked at the tragic battle in front of him, and faintly uttered a word.

"kill!!"

Speaking of lightening his feet, the whole person rose from the ground like a whirlwind, walked on the water, and rushed towards the battlefield.

The person was in the air, a long sword fell in his hand, and he swung it out in the air.

Bitian's cold air surged out, condensed into Xuanyin sword energy, and slashed towards Fengman's army.

"boom!"

Those Fengman infantry who were charging were blocked by this sword.

The power of the ice burst out, and those soldiers who rushed forward.

He stood there in a daze for an instant, and his whole body turned into an ice sculpture.

The breeze blew gently, and it turned into pieces of shattered ice, scattered all over the ground.

The power of the sword cut off a thousand soldiers, making Feng Man's soldiers hesitate.

When Wen Lin saw this scene in the distance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he murmured.

"Liu Fuyun? Being famous is not as good as meeting, and meeting is far better than being famous. Now there are more variables."

The appreciation between words is undisguised.

After the words fell, Wen Lin ordered without hesitation.

"Ming Jin retreats, the whole army retreats!"

Following his order, the Fengman soldiers retreated in an orderly manner.

"That person is the new head coach of the Fengman Tribe, it's not easy to deal with."

Liu Fuyun saw Wen Lin who was walking away.

The extraordinary temperament of the other party really made him feel the extraordinary temperament.

At this moment, an accident happened.

I saw a figure swiftly across the battlefield, like a seagull pouncing on food, passing by.

"Liu Fuyun, we meet again!"

"Yelu Yunpeng? It's you?!"

When Liu Fuyun heard the reputation, he turned out to be Yeluqi's son: Yeluyunpeng.

After seeing the figure in the opponent's hand clearly, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

He didn't expect the opponent to appear on the battlefield.

And the other party was clasping a bloody man tightly in his hand, it was Wei Sanjin.

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Fuyun shouted sharply.

In the next second, Yelu Yunpeng didn't talk nonsense, and suddenly clapped his hands together.

Wei Sanjin, who was held in his hand, suddenly spattered with blood, and his breath languished in an instant.

"Liu Fuyun, I'm here for revenge, I want you...to always remember me!"