Chapter 503 Tribute to the Soldiers at the Border (3)

After fighting at the border for several days, he never knew what was going on outside, let alone that all the masters of the Four Nations Alliance Army were strangled to death by Qinghan in a hurry.

Nalan Changqian was furious and struck down the sword in his hand.

His eyes were red and he shouted angrily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My father can't be killed by you people so easily!"

Nalanjing's appearance also changed, her cold eyes filled with hatred.

The Four-Nation Alliance is not just targeting borders? And the Imperial City of Liuyun Kingdom?

Damn it! These people should all die!

"Jing'er"

When Nalan Changqian turned around, he suddenly saw Nalan Jing suddenly approaching Feng Qing.

Feng Qing raised his hand and blocked Nalanjing with his long sword.

With a clang, the powerful force caused Nalanjing's body to fly out instantly. Blood spurted out from his mouth. He fell to the ground, his handsome face even paler.

"You... a spiritual warrior?"

Nalanjing's face was ugly.

He had fought with Feng Qing a few days ago. At that time, he had not yet reached the spiritual warrior level. This time he came out without taking action. Unexpectedly, he had already broken through to the spiritual warrior level!

"It was just a lucky break a few days ago. Nalan Changqian, my father was killed by your father, my brother had one of his arms cut off by you, and my son was killed by your son. How should we settle this account after losing our life and roots?"

He and Nalanjing had a blood feud!

Even if he wanted to surrender Nalan Changqian, he didn't mean it sincerely. He just knew that Nalan Changqian was a tough guy and would never surrender. In this way, he would have the opportunity to torture him to death!

"This is how it is on the battlefield. If you want to settle accounts, wouldn't so many soldiers of my Nalan family have been killed by you? As for your son..." Nalan Changqian spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth, and leaned slightly. A little shaken, "He kidnapped a young girl and committed many crimes. He deserves death! I just crippled him and made him easier. If it were me, I would kill him on the spot!"

"Nalan Changgan!"

Feng Qing roared angrily and landed a palm on Nalan Changqian's chest.

His steps moved backward, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"I am only one son, that is all I am! You have made my Feng family childless, and I will never forgive you easily!"

This time, he petitioned to come here just for revenge!

He wants to make Nalan Changqian live worse than death!

Nalanjing shook twice, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Feng Qing again.

Feng Qing sneered and kicked Nalanjing.

With this kick, he used a lot of spiritual power to penetrate Nalanjing's body, causing his chest and ribs to dent.

"Jing'er!" Nalan Changqian looked sad and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and his handsome face was as calm as ever.

"Feng Qing, today on the battlefield, it's you and me, fighting to the death!" Nalan Changqian slowly turned his gaze to Nalan Jing, "Jing'er, you are stronger, you will lead the Nalan family. The soldiers must kill as many more as possible! Kill as many as possible as possible! We must buy time for them..."

Nalanjing's eyes were filled with sadness, but he finally nodded and said in a dry voice: "Okay..."

They had no chance of victory in this battle, but if Nalan Changqian abandoned all the soldiers and fled, he might still have a chance to survive.

But his pride did not allow him to do this!