Chapter 705

Wei Xuan's spiritual martial arts were not weak, but he had just joined the army and had no reputation. The Ning army had never heard of such a person.

Thinking that he was just an ordinary Feng Jiang, a Ning Jiang greeted his companions on both sides, urged his horse to rush out of the main formation, came to Wei Xuan and stood still, looked him up and down, raised his head, curled his lips, and said arrogantly: "This general's gun will not kill the unknown soldier, you go back, and change a stronger one to fight me!"

Hearing this, Wei Xuan almost laughed in anger. Without saying any more nonsense to the other party, he raised his hand and shot a gun silently, piercing the Ning general's chest.

"Wow!" Ning Jiang was secretly surprised. The opponent's gun was so fast! He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have time to wave his gun to block it. He instinctively dodged to the side. Swish! Wei Xuan's spear passed by his chest, almost piercing his vitals, but before General Ning could come to his senses, Wei Xuan shouted in a shocking voice: "Get down!"

While speaking, his hands shook, and the spirit spear trembled left and right. The spear head swept across General Ning's chest. With a crisp sound, the spirit armor on General Ning's side shattered, and his body fell sideways from the warhorse. After falling to the ground, he felt a stuffy chest and a sweet throat. With a wow, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but Wei Xuan did not give him a chance to get up. He urged his horse forward, raised his hand and shot down. With a puff, the spear pierced from General Ning's back and came out from his chest, nailing him to the ground.

In just one encounter, Wei Xuan picked up a Ning general with his spear, which not only shocked the Ning army on the opposite side, but also scared the Feng army, including Nan Ye and Zhan Peng.

They had fought each other before, and had seen each other fight, but fighting was a fight after all, not a fight of life and death, and they would hold back when they attacked, which was not a manifestation of true strength.

Now that Wei Xuan was on the battlefield, facing the enemy general, he naturally had to use all his strength. He shot out his gun as fast as lightning, and his moves were so strange that it was hard to defend against.

Having won the first battle, and winning easily, Wei Xuan was more confident. He urged his horse to walk back and forth in front of the two armies, shouting: "Who else is not afraid of death? Come and fight me again! What? Is there no one left in the Ning army? Are they all turtles shrinking their heads?"

Wei Xuan's shouting made the Ning generals so angry that the Ning army, who was leading the army, suddenly roared, dragged his sword and rushed out. When he arrived in front of the formation, he swung his sword without saying a word. The spiritual sword flashed with a strange color when it fell, and a trace of spiritual energy was born, turning into a series of spiritual blades, flying all over the sky and shooting towards Wei Xuan.

What a move of spiritual chaos·wind! Wei Xuan secretly praised in his heart, and then released the Spiritual Chaos·Wind, and fought head-on with the opponent.

On the field, the crackling sound of the spiritual blades colliding with each other was endless. The two people's Spiritual Chaos·Wind collided with each other and canceled each other out. On the surface, the two of them were fighting evenly, but in fact, Wei Xuan's strength was stronger than the opponent. General Ning came prepared and took the initiative to attack, while Wei Xuan was passive. In this case, they should fight evenly, which shows that Wei Xuan's cultivation is higher than that of his opponent.

An expert knows whether he has a chance or not as soon as he makes a move. After only one move, the two have already understood the strength of the other party. Wei Xuan laughed loudly, stabbed forward with his spiritual spear, and shouted: "Try to take my move!" Before he finished speaking, the Soul Chaser was released, and hundreds of spiritual thorns were like arrows that flew out of the bow, stabbing at the vital points around General Ning.

Continuously releasing spiritual martial arts skills, this wind general is so powerful! How could General Ning be careless? He used the cross slash to deal with it. The spiritual spikes hit the spiritual blades, and a series of crisp sounds were heard again. Although most of the spiritual spikes were resolved by the cross slash, several of them still passed through the spiritual blades and continued to fly towards General Ning.

Oops! He cried out inwardly that it was not good. General Ning leaned back in a hurry and used the iron bridge. His whole body was almost flat on the horse's back. Whoosh whoosh whoosh, several spiritual spikes whizzed past his eyes. He just stood up from the horse, and saw Wei Xuan rushing to him with his horse, and the spiritual spear pierced his neck and throat.

Ah - in an instant, General Ning was frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He lowered his body again and barely avoided Wei Xuan's killing move. Seeing that the enemy general was powerful and it was difficult to hurt him with ordinary skills, General Ning made up his mind and turned his horse's head to retreat to his own camp. Wei Xuan was in the mood to fight. He was about to kill the opponent with his gun. He had also made a great contribution. How could he let him go? He urged his horse to chase.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer behind him, the defeated General Ning's eyes shot out a sharp light. Suddenly, he turned halfway and swung his knife back, sweeping Wei Xuan's head. Wei Xuan was prepared and waved his gun to block. With a clang, the opponent's magic knife was easily deflected by him.

"How dare you show off such a trivial skill as the saber back..."

Wei Xuan was mocking him, but before he finished speaking, the Ning general swung his other hand back fiercely, and a green lightning stabbed directly at Wei Xuan.

It was too fast, so fast that even Wei Xuan had no time to react. It was too sudden, so sudden that Wei Xuan didn't see clearly what was flying over. He just reacted subconsciously and turned sideways.

Puff!

The green light was piercing his shoulder, and it was only then that he could see clearly that it was a dark green whip as thin as a vine. Being injured by the opponent's hidden weapon, Wei Xuan was furious. Without even looking at the wound on his shoulder, he swung his spirit spear, and a flash of light appeared, releasing the top spirit martial arts skill - Chasing Soul Stab.

Ning Jiang was overjoyed to see that his killer move had hurt the opponent, but his joy lasted less than a second, and Wei Xuan's Chasing Soul Stab arrived in front of him.

There was no time to dodge, and there was no way to dodge. Ning Jiang hastily used the Spirit Chaos Wind, but how could the Spirit Chaos Wind block the Soul Chasing Thorn?

In just a moment, Ling Luanfeng's spiritual blade was turned into invisible by the overwhelming spiritual thorns. The spiritual thorns continued to move forward and stabbed General Ning and his horse.

Puff!

A cloud of blood mist rose in the battlefield with flying sand and rocks. When the dust settled, General Ning and his horse were gone, but there was a large pool of bloody water on the ground.

Wei Xuan's move of chasing souls and stabbing the opponent directly.

However, after releasing the skill, Wei Xuan suddenly felt dizzy, and his body on the horse swayed to the left and right a few times. His eyes rolled up and he fell off the horse.

Not good! Nan Ye and Zhan Peng, who were watching the battle from behind, changed their faces at the same time. They waved their hands forward at the same time and shouted: "Brothers! Kill——"

After speaking, the two of them took the lead and rushed out, heading straight for Wei Xuan who was unconscious and fell off his horse.

When they got close to Wei Xuan, they looked down and saw that Wei Xuan was lying on the ground, motionless. His spiritual armor had fallen apart and his face was ashen. In particular, the wound on his left shoulder was constantly bleeding black blood and emitting a foul smell.

Nan Ye exclaimed, "Is the opponent's weapon poisonous?!" As he spoke, he turned over and got off his horse, reaching out to support Wei Xuan.

Zhan Peng shouted in a deep voice, "Don't move, it's wood poison! The Ning thief just now must be a spiritual practitioner with the wood attribute."

Nan Ye took a breath of cold air.

Among the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, wood poison is the most difficult to resolve and the most domineering. Its toxicity is far stronger than the cold poison of the water system and the fire poison of the fire system. Once the wood poison is taken, even the person who touches the injured person may be implicated.

Nanye immediately retracted his outstretched hand and looked at Zhanpeng, asking, "Then... what should we do?"

"When the military doctor arrives, there will be a way to detoxify." Zhanpeng's eyes did not linger on the unconscious Wei Xuan. Detoxifying the five-attribute poison is the basic knowledge of military doctors. It is useless for those who do not know medical skills to rush. He said to Nanye, "Brother Nan, you and I will go to chase Ning Jun and attack Ning Camp..."

"Where is Wei Xuan? Are we going to leave him here?"

"The military doctor will save him! Now that General Ning is dead and Ning's army is in chaos, we can't miss the opportunity. Let's go!" After saying that, Zhanpeng didn't care about Nanye's reaction. He squeezed his feet on the horse's belly and rushed out.

Nan Ye was worried about leaving Wei Xuan here, but he was even more worried when he saw Zhan Peng rushing into the Ning army camp alone. Nan Ye stamped his feet and jumped on his horse, but he turned back and shouted to his own soldiers who were running over: "General Wei has been poisoned by wood, don't touch him casually, find a military doctor!" After that, he shook the reins and chased Zhan Peng.

Let's talk about Zhan Peng, he ran the fastest and rushed to the Ning army camp first. As soon as he came over, three Ning generals rushed out in front of him, blocking his way and fighting with him. The strength of these three Ning generals is not strong, but not weak either. It is not easy for Zhan Peng to defeat the three in a short time.

Just when he was worried about being dragged by Ning generals, Nan Ye arrived.

Nan Ye had little experience in fighting enemies, but he was too strong, with profound cultivation, mature skills, and superb techniques. As soon as he arrived, he chopped a Ning general off his horse with his Tenglong Feifeng sword. The other two Ning generals were unable to win and turned their horses to run away. Nan Ye and Zhan Peng chased one each and chopped the two Ning generals off their horses.

Once the three Ning generals died, the 5,000 Ning army, which had no leader, was completely in chaos. Some soldiers rushed over to besiege, and some soldiers turned around and ran into the camp, with no formation at all.

Seeing this, Zhan Peng was overjoyed. If he didn't take the opportunity to kill into the Ning camp and open a gap, what would he wait for?

He laughed wildly, raised his gun and rushed into the Ning army. With just one move, the chests of three Ning soldiers were pierced by the spirit spear, and three bodies were hung on the gun. Zhan Peng swung his spear with one arm, throwing the corpse away. Then, he stabbed left and right, and the long spear flew up and down. The surrounding Ning soldiers died when they touched it, and died when they stuck to it. In an instant, more than a hundred Ning soldiers fell under his spear.

Zhan Peng was madly stabbing the Ning soldiers, and Nan Ye was not idle either. His spirit sword was flying, and his spirit waves were shooting. He rushed down all the way, leaving a long bloody road behind him, with broken limbs, broken armor and weapons scattered all over the ground.

Facing these two wind generals who were like fierce gods, the Ning soldiers had no way to resist and had no intention of fighting again. People turned around and shouted and fled to their own camp.

How could they run faster than four-legged war horses with their two legs? Nan Ye and Zhan Peng followed up and killed countless Ning soldiers.

Soon, the 6,000 Feng Army death squads also chased forward and joined the battle. The Ning Army was even more powerless to resist and was defeated even faster. On the battlefield, a large number of Ning Army soldiers were seen tumbling and crawling back to the Ning Army camp, and from time to time, Ning Army soldiers were hacked to the ground and died...