“Kill him and avenge His Highness!”

The three thousand plus Lieyun Cavalry charged at Jiang Feng aggressively. Jiang Feng knew very well that with his current situation, he simply could not withstand such a great impact.

Jiang Feng was now like a stubborn paper tiger.

It looked like he wouldn’t fall down no matter what, but all he needed was a breeze and he would fall to the ground.

Bang!

Just as the Lieyun Cavalry was about to charge over and crush Jiang Feng, a corpse suddenly descended from the sky and landed directly in front of the Lieyun Cavalry.

When the Desolate race cavalry at the front saw the corpse, they immediately stopped their Fierce Cloud Fire Lin horses.

Another silence …

Very quickly, a lazy voice broke the silence.

“Your general is dead, your surname is dead. If you don’t want to die, hurry up and scram.

Otherwise, after the old Taoist drinks this pot of wine, you won’t be able to leave. ”

Daoist Priest Qingyun leaned against his iconic giant wine gourd. He held a small wine jug in his hand, seemingly indescribably casual and freehand.

Jiang Feng looked at Daoist Priest Qingyun and heaved a sigh of relief. He walked to Ge Changming’s corpse, then stepped on Ge Changming’s face and looked at the three thousand plus Lieyun Cavalry provocatively.

When the three thousand plus Lieyun Cavalry were provoked by Jiang Feng, many people immediately started to become restless.

However, one of the commanders stopped all the subordinates behind him.

The commander gritted his teeth and said, “Let’s go. Report this matter to the Emperor immediately!”

The Thousand Commander ordered the Lieyun Cavalry to retreat in an orderly manner.

Jiang Feng stood on the spot and shouted at the retreating Lieyun Cavalry, “Didn’t you say that the Desolate race’s warriors are all warriors? Why are they so scared now? Don’t run away if you have the ability, scram back and fight your Grandpa Jiang for another 300 rounds!”

After Jiang Feng yelled a few more times, the Lieyun Cavalry had already left.

Jiang Feng turned to look at Daoist Priest Qingyun. Originally, Jiang Feng was prepared to thank him.

As a result, Daoist Priest Qingyun opened his mouth and spat out the wine that had just entered his stomach, mixed with blood.

Jiang Feng was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly ran to Daoist Priest Qingyun.

“Taoist priest, what’s wrong with you? Where did you get hurt? Why are you so seriously injured?”

Daoist Priest Qingyun raised his head and looked at Jiang Feng. He said weakly, “You brat … almost … almost scared the old man out of his piss just now.”

Jiang Feng was flushed red by Daoist Priest Qingyun’s words. He had thought that Daoist Priest Qingyun had killed Ge Changming effortlessly. However, he hadn’t expected that Daoist Priest Qingyun was actually a strong man from the outside and had been trying his best to bluff.

It had to be said that this old fellow’s acting skills were really good. Even Jiang Feng had been tricked by him.

Now that Jiang Feng knew the truth, he felt as if he was almost scared to pee.

Jiang Feng supported Daoist Priest Qingyun and said, “Daoist Priest, I really thank you for saving my life this time.”

Daoist Priest Qingyun allowed Jiang Feng to help him. As he breathed, he whispered to Jiang Feng, “You were disguising yourself, weren’t you?”

Jiang Feng nodded without concealing anything from Daoist Priest Qingyun.

Qingyun Dao heaved a long sigh of relief, “I told you, I was really afraid that I would accidentally save the wrong person.”

“Save the wrong person?” Jiang Feng was stunned. “Did you come here specifically to save me?”

“Nonsense, my old man has no sect, no intention to accept disciples, I’m not here for you, I came to the Ten Miles Sword Gorge to eat?

To tell you the truth, your father Xingyue asked me to come. The old man owed him a big favor. This time, he almost lost his life in this, so he could be considered to have repaid some of it.

Your father told me to tell you something. ”

“What did Xingyue’s father say?” Jiang Feng hurriedly asked.

“Xingyue said. After leaving the Ten Miles Sword Gorge, you’ll have to walk the rest of the way by yourself.

He knows you can do it. He and An Ran will be watching you. ”

Jiang Feng was moved after hearing Daoist Priest Qingyun’s words. Jiang Feng nodded and said, “I will definitely live up to their expectations of me. Right, Daoist Priest, what are your plans next? Are you coming with us to Zhen Xiguan Sai’s border city to recover from your injuries?”

“Bah, the old man is not afraid of the dark after seeing ghosts, is he? I said that you are a calamity star, Bai Jiehan and Wen Zhentang, and there are so many martial cultivators, that didn’t die because of you?

“My old man still wants to live for a few hundred more years. You can leave on your own. Anyway, as long as you enter Border City, you will be fine.”

Jiang Feng’s mood immediately turned bad after hearing Daoist Priest Qingyun’s words.

Other people might not be too clear, but Jiang Feng himself could not be clearer.

Everything was exactly as Daoist Priest Qingyun had said. The Desolate race had sent out so many elites to deal with him.

It was he who snatched the innate Saint Grade Spirit Root, killed the Desolate race’s Second Prince, and led the Desolate race to the entrance of the Ten Miles Sword Gorge before retreating to neutralize the bloodline curse on his body, so that the Desolate race could guess that he had already entered the Ten Miles Sword Gorge.

Jiang Feng’s expression darkened as guilt appeared on his face.

Daoist Priest Qingyun smiled when he saw Jiang Feng’s expression. “You’re much more interesting than Xing Jue’s cold fellow. At least Xing Jue will never understand what guilt means.”

Daoist Priest Qingyun pushed Jiang Feng away. He pulled the red rope in the middle of the giant wine gourd and carried the wine gourd on his back. He said, “Go, go and see Wen Zhentang.”

Although the old man hated the pedantry of these people from the Academy of Literature and Martial Arts, they had indeed fulfilled their duty of guarding the human race.

“They sacrificed their lives for you to survive today. I hope you don’t forget that they are here for the Celestial Human race.”

As Daoist Priest Qingyun spoke, he immediately followed suit and left.

Jiang Feng stood there and watched Daoist Priest Qingyun leave for a while. Suddenly, Xiao Dingdi’s cries rang out.

“Jiang Feng, hurry up!”

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at Xiao Ding. As soon as his Heavenly Human Saint Essence was released, dust immediately surged up from the ground to cover him up.

Jiang Feng changed his clothes in the dust and put on the Sage Mask.

After doing all of this, Jiang Feng ran to Lu Xiao Ding’s side in a flash.

“Lord Wen’s Manor has something to say to you.” Xiao Ding said.

Jiang Feng squatted down to support Wen Zhentang. He looked at the Wen Town Government and said, “Lord Wen’s Manor, the people of Desolate race have already left. We are safe now. Hold on. As long as you reach the border city, you will definitely be saved.”

“It’s useless.”

Wen Zhentang shook his head weakly. “My blood essence has been exhausted. I haven’t closed my eyes yet. I’m just relying on the last bit of Celestial Saint Yuan to support myself.”

Forget it, as long as you’re not a Transcendent Saint, there will always be five Heaven and Man failures.

I’m old enough to live. As long as you’re fine, I’ll be satisfied. ”

Said Wen Zhentang, taking off his storage ring from his finger. Wen Zhentang handed the storage ring to Jiang Feng and said, “Jiang Feng, this ring is my family’s heirloom and also the symbol of our Qingyuan Wen Clan’s Clan Master. I hope that Jiang Feng can take this ring with you to Qingyuan Manor and give this ring to my third son, Wen Ruixiang. Tell him to sit on the seat of Wen Clan’s Clan Master and guard Qingyuan Wen Clan no matter what!”

“Don’t worry, I will definitely pass these words on to your third son.”

Jiang Feng said firmly.

“Thank you …”

Wen Zhentang’s body suddenly began to tremble violently. It could be seen that Wen Zhentang was in great pain at this moment.

Jiang Feng couldn’t bear to see Wen Zhentang in such pain.

Wen Zhentang grabbed Jiang Feng’s hand and said, “Help me, help me Jiang Feng. Let me … let me be free …”

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and nodded. He looked at Wen Zhentang and shouted, “Master … Good luck!”

When Wen Zhentang heard Jiang Feng’s words, his master’s eyes revealed a look of relief. The corner of his eyes contained tears as he softly let out a “hmm” sound.

Jiang Feng’s eyes turned red as he twisted Wen Zhentang’s head with trembling hands.

Kacha!

Jiang Feng’s movements were clean and neat, and he ended Wen Zhentang’s pain as quickly as possible.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the sunlight pulled Jiang Feng’s shadow very long … very long …

The border city of Zhen Xi Guan Sai was called Xi Feng Kou. Because the gale outside the border city would blow non-stop into the city at night, it would have such a name.

Because all the Heavenly Dynasty humans in the Ten Miles Sword Gorge had basically died, Jiang Feng and the rest of the Lower Realm humans were heading towards Border City.

Along the way, Jiang Feng told Xiao Ding everything he had encountered in the Forbidden Land of Heaven and Earth, but what he hadn’t said was what he had encountered in the Heavenly Peak Stone Forest.

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he changed to Xiao Ding. It was only after Jiang Feng had heard Xiao Ding’s words that he realized that Xiao Ding had also absorbed his innate spiritual roots. Furthermore, he was also a Tier 3 ice attribute innate spiritual root.

Although Xiao Ding’s innate spiritual roots weren’t as good as Jiang Feng’s, it was definitely a rare talent in the Celestial Realm.

As Jiang Feng and the others spoke, they arrived outside the city gate of Xifengkou.

The cold wind at night was like an ice knife that constantly blew on Jiang Feng’s and the others’ faces.

Jiang Feng stood downstairs and shouted, “Open the door. We are from the Jian Qing Martial House.”

After Jiang Feng finished shouting, several strong lights immediately shone down from the tower.

Jiang Feng stood in the middle of the bright light, his right hand holding the command medallion of the Sword Pure Martial House.

Soon, the city gate of the West Wind Gate opened, and a city commander came out from the city to greet him.

Du Tong came to Jiang Feng and saluted, “Are you all the captains of the Jian Qing Martial House? I wonder why you came back from outside the fortress so late?”

Jiang Feng glanced at the commander and said, “Sir, we have just escaped from the Ten Miles Sword Gorge. We encountered an ambush from the Desolate race cavalry.”

“The Vice Prefecture Head of the Jian Qing Martial House and the Vice Principal of the Shang Long Wen Academy both died heroically. However, they also killed Grand Master Ge Changming of Desolate race and the desolate Prince Nan Yunhu.”

Jiang Feng revealed the waist tokens of Ge Changming and Nan Yunhu.

In fact, Jiang Feng still had Ge Changming’s storage ring on him, but he wasn’t stupid enough to hand over such a treasure to the country.

After the commander heard Jiang Feng’s words, he saw the waist token and was stunned.

Desolate race prince, Desolate race imperial master …

This was simply too shocking for him.