Chapter 759

Shangguan Yuanrang and Li Sheng led 70,000 direct troops to launch a fierce attack on the southern city of Ningyang, but the attack was not smooth. They attacked twice and were repelled twice, with more than 10,000 casualties. However, the morale of the Feng army was not affected at all and remained strong. Soon they organized a third attack.

One of the characteristics of the Feng army is to be more courageous after setbacks.

Shangguan Yuanrang and Li Sheng personally took part in the battle, attracting the main attention of the Ning army. On the other side, Peng Cheng, the commander of the second corps of the direct army, led more than a thousand elite soldiers under his command to attack from the weaker defense of the Ning army. Under the rain of arrows and rolling logs and stones, they rushed to the top of the city along the ladder.

After climbing to the top of the city, Peng Cheng immediately drew out his sword, slashed and stabbed, and killed and injured dozens of Ning soldiers in one breath. He made a gap here, and the Feng army soldiers below continued to rush up and started a close combat with the Ning army on the city.

Seeing that this side was broken by the Feng army, three Ning generals immediately rushed over and fought with Peng Cheng.

As the head of the corps of the direct army, Peng Cheng is proficient in spiritual martial arts, brave and good at fighting. He is also a famous warrior in the direct army. He held off three Ning generals alone, not only did he not panic, but he attacked again and again, pushing the opponent back several steps.

Seeing that the enemy was powerful, several Ning generals unanimously used their spiritual martial arts skills, and the sky full of spiritual blades and spiritual thorns flew towards Peng Cheng alone.

The opponent came fiercely, but Peng Cheng was not afraid at all. He gathered all his spiritual energy and released the top skill - Spiritual Chaos Extreme.

For a moment, it seemed as if a tornado rolled up on the top of the city. The skills of both sides collided with each other, the energy flew across, and the force spread. The surrounding soldiers of both sides were pushed out of the top of the city by the spiritual pressure that exploded instantly, and they screamed and fell down to the bottom of the city.

After the head-on collision, Peng Cheng had several bloody holes and cuts from the spiritual blades on his body, and the three Ning generals on the opposite side were not much better. One of them had his throat cut open by the spiritual blade and died on the spot. The other two also had bloody cuts all over their bodies. The cuts were of different sizes, but they were very deep and deep to the bone.

Both sides were seriously injured. Peng Cheng could still grit his teeth and stand up, but the remaining two Ning generals had staggered back, leaning against the arrow stack, gasping for breath, and even had no strength to lift the weapons in their hands.

Secretly said, the opportunity has come! Peng Cheng stared with bloodshot eyes, endured the pain of the wounds on his body, raised his sword and walked towards the two Ning generals step by step, ready to kill them directly.

But at this moment, a green figure suddenly rushed over, and at the same time, a cold light pierced Peng Cheng's neck.

So fast! Peng Cheng's heart trembled, and he quickly pulled away to dodge. With a sound of sand, the shining spirit sword almost passed by his neck.

"What kind of skill is it to attack secretly?!" Peng Cheng roared, swung his sword back, and slashed the enemy's waist.

The man pulled away and jumped three meters away. It was not until this time that Peng Cheng could see the other person clearly. The man was wearing green clothes and cloth shoes. He looked to be in his early forties. Judging from his clothes, he was not a Ning general, but more like a ranger.

The middle-aged man in green slowly raised the spirit sword, and at the same time, he exuded spirit mist, and a layer of white spirit armor covered his body. Then he rushed to Peng Cheng in one step and stabbed with the sword.

The man was not friendly, so Peng Cheng did not dare to be careless and fought with him carefully.

It is true that the rangers and the generals in the army are both spiritual practitioners, but the spiritual skills they are proficient in are completely different. The skills of the generals are mainly used to kill opponents in a large area, while the skills of the rangers are mostly used for single combat. If the two sides fight one-on-one, the rangers have a certain advantage.

Peng Cheng was already injured first, and the person who came was an extremely powerful ranger. When the two sides fought together, Peng Cheng was very passive on the scene, with more defense and less offense, and was often flustered by the opponent. However, Peng Cheng has a solid foundation, and it is unlikely that the opponent will defeat him in a short time.

The two fought fiercely together, and a large number of Ning troops were blocked behind and could not rush through, while the Feng troops under the city had taken the opportunity to rush to the top of the city with more than a hundred people. If this continues, Nancheng will become precarious. The middle-aged man in green was anxious, but he had no way to deal with Peng Cheng in front of him. Finally, he gritted his teeth and could only use his trump card to fight and kill quickly.

Suddenly, he struck several times with swords, all of which were fast and fierce, pushing Peng Cheng back several steps. However, after a few strikes, he was exhausted. Peng Cheng seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack. The spirit sword flew up and down, pushing the middle-aged man in green back several steps.

But when he retreated, he did not pay attention to the corpse behind him, and was tripped by it. He lost his balance, fell on his back, and sat on the ground. Seeing this, Peng Cheng was overjoyed and secretly shouted, "God help me!" Taking advantage of the moment when the other party fell to the ground, his spirit sword also stabbed the other party's chest fiercely.

Just when everyone thought that the middle-aged man in green was doomed, the latter's body slightly tilted, and the spirit sword rubbed a series of sparks on the spirit armor on his side, and then stabbed heavily into the square brick on the ground. After missing the first strike, Peng Cheng wanted to put away his sword and stab again, but the middle-aged man in green suddenly stretched out his hand from his waist. Peng Cheng didn't even see what he was holding in his hand, and a flash of lightning had already hit his forehead.

Peng Cheng felt a piercing pain in his forehead, and then he couldn't help but howl.

Looking at Peng Cheng again at this time, his appearance was extremely horrifying. Fire snakes emerged from his forehead and covered his body in the blink of an eye. He turned into a fire man, with blazing flames all over his body. The heart-wrenching screams made people feel horrified.

In less than half a minute, Peng Cheng and his clothes were reduced to ashes, leaving only the burnt red steel armor scattered to the ground. At the same time, a red feather fluttered down in the air.

"Yes...it's Feng Yugui——"

Someone screamed in surprise, and then there was a sound of inhaling from all around. It turned out that this was the unique hidden weapon of Shengzun Hall - Feng Yugui!

At this time, several more rangers squeezed out from the crowd, rushed up to the middle-aged man in Qingyi, raised their hands and said, "It turns out they are seniors from Shengzun Hall, disrespectful!" While speaking, someone wanted to pick up the ball. When the middle-aged man in Qingyi saw the piece of fallen feathers falling to the ground, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted angrily: "Don't move!"

Before he finished speaking, he had jumped up from the ground, walked quickly to Luo Yu, glared at the ranger who was about to pick up the feathers, and said coldly: "If you don't want to be reduced to ashes like the wind thief, don't touch it." Then, he bent down to pick up the feathers and carefully put them into a strange-shaped copper box.

Only then did people see clearly that he had a white glove on his hand. The color was so close to the spiritual armor on his body that if you didn't distinguish it carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell.

A mere feather can become a hidden weapon as famous as the Dragon Scale Fall and the Soul-Breaking Needle. Naturally, it has its own unique features. First of all, it is not a real feather, but an extremely thin special metal sheet, coated with fire poison. It sticks to the body, and even its owner dare not reach out and touch it directly. He must first put on gloves made of asbestos. Secondly, the copper box from which Feng Yugui is ejected is made with precision and needs to be injected with spiritual energy to activate it, so Feng Yu Gui Zai was spiritualized the moment it was shot. The speed was so fast that it could break the spiritual armor and make it difficult for people to guard against it.

When he said this, the ranger was so frightened that he backed away. The middle-aged man in green snorted coldly, raised his eyes to look at the stunned soldier Feng not far away, pointed his sword forward, and said: "Friends, don't stand there in a daze, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"kill--"

People came back to their senses and followed the middle-aged man in Qingyi to kill the Feng army who climbed to the top of the city.

The leader of the regiment, Peng Cheng, was killed by the enemy's hidden weapon and his body was left intact. How could the ordinary Feng soldiers below withstand the charge of so many rangers and Ning soldiers? The hundreds of Feng soldiers who finally climbed to the top of the city either They were stabbed to the ground or pushed off the city walls. No one survived, and they all died violently.

Under the joint counterattack of the Ningguo Rangers and the city's defenders, the Feng Army's third charge ended in disastrous defeat. In addition to Peng Cheng, Sun Ping, commander of the Fifth Corps of the Directly Affiliated Army, also died on the battlefield.

Taking advantage of the weak offensive of the Feng Army, the rangers who assisted in defending the city sat down to rest. Several rangers sat around the middle-aged man in green clothes and rushed to tell their names.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was so arrogant that he didn't care what their names were. He sat on the floor expressionlessly, without even politely replying by name. In his mind, he is a member of the Holy Hall, and cannot be compared with these mediocre people.

The rangers around him didn't care about his arrogant attitude. They were just eager to build relationships with him, talking about random things and trying to please him.

Although the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi didn't take them seriously, he still enjoyed the feeling of being admired by all the stars. He sat in the crowd, feeling complacent.

"Chirp——"

At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from outside the city. The scream echoed high into the sky, and then exploded with a bang. It's a pity that it's daytime now. If it were night, you would definitely be able to see how dazzling the fireworks blooming in the sky.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi is a ranger, so naturally he is no stranger to this kind of thing. He suddenly shook his body and blurted out in surprise: "There is a ranger sending a signal outside the city!"

"That's right!" The rangers around him also frowned and said suspiciously, "What does this mean? Are there any rangers from the Feng Kingdom outside the city?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes and made a gesture to get up. He wanted to lie down on the top of the city to see what was going on, but the rangers around him grabbed him and said nonstop: "The other party is outside the city and has nothing to do with us. , let them do whatever they want..."

This was true, but the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was still worried and shouted coldly to the rangers around him: "Let go!"

"Senior, why should you be angry!" The ranger opposite him held on to his clothes and said with a playful smile.

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was furious. He raised his hand and was about to swing it at the other party. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He subconsciously looked back and saw a dagger stuck in his waist. On his waist, the person holding the dagger was a ranger sitting behind him.

"you……"

Before he could scream, the rangers around him were holding on to him tightly and not letting go, while revealing the daggers hidden in their sleeves and stabbing him silently but with tacit understanding.