The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 436 435: Feng Yuan dies tragically, Feng Dan returns to the Lord
"Mother."

Si Ye dismounted and presented the south wing token.

In the past, the Southern Wing Army only listened to Old Man Ling Nan, but after his death, the Southern Wing Army did not listen to Ling Nan, but only listened to Ling Nan Yi's token. Even Emperor Hong Yuan couldn't do anything to them.

Nan Zhuohua looked back at the 20 Southern Wing Army, and couldn't help but sigh, this is an invincible army.

No wonder at the beginning, Gu Yinxiu wanted to get the token of the South Wing after all the tricks.

The leader of the Southern Wing Army got off his horse and knelt down in front of Nan Zhuohua: "The last general, Zhao Li, see the empress."

Zhao Lijin is over a hundred and fifty years old, his temples are graying, but his body is still strong, his sharp tiger eyes are piercing, and he has a murderous aura.

Since the establishment of the Southern Wing Army, Zhao Li has been following the old man Nan to conquer the world. It can be said that half of the great achievements of the Southern Wing Army today are due to him. After the death of the old man Nan, the Southern Wing Army was led by him and has been stationed. Sealed at Jialing Pass.

He bowed his head and respected Nan Zhuohua, not because of her status as a queen, but because she had the token of the South Wing in her hand, and most importantly, she was a descendant of the Nan family.

It's just that he doesn't know that Nan Zhuohua is no longer the original Miss Gu Jiajiu.

"General Zhao please come up," Nan Zhuohua asked with a smile: "Our 35 troops, against the 60 troops of Shangxi Rong, what are our chances of winning?"

Zhao Li's sharp eyes glanced at the Xirong soldiers on the opposite side, and said firmly, "Ten percent."

It's not like they haven't encountered such a disparity in military strength before, and they have never been defeated.

Nan Zhuohua smiled, and looked at Feng Yuan: "Listen, we have a chance to win the Great Jin."

Feng Yuan disdained: "Don't say it so early, if you lose in a while, you will lose all face."

Zhao snapped like a bell, full of confidence: "Our Southern Wing Army has always been invincible. Although you have a large number of Xirong soldiers, you are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, which are not enough for us to play." He shouted to the soldiers behind him: "The Southern Wing Army listen! Ling, let the young general on the opposite side see how powerful we are."

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The Southern Wing Army was majestic and majestic, and its momentum was like a rainbow, resounding through the sky, and the morale of other soldiers in the Jin Dynasty was greatly increased.

The expression of the Xirong army changed, and they faintly wanted to retreat.

Feng Yuan's face gradually became gloomy, and she didn't want to waste time with Nan Zhuohua, so she ordered: "The soldiers of Xi Rong obey the order and kill!"

"kill!"

With a loud roar, 60 soldiers rushed forward bravely.

Da Jin didn't show any weakness either, he raised his long sword to meet him.

Suddenly, the world was filled with blood, and the sky was full of flames.

Feng Yuan flew over the city wall, and Nan Zhuohua followed closely behind.

She said that Feng Yuan's life must be taken tonight.

Although there are many soldiers in Xirong, everyone is in danger, and no one will protect Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan can't hurt Nan Zhuohua, facing her attack, she can only dodge.

Nan Zhuohua seemed to be unhurried, holding a long sword in his hand, not directly killing Feng Yuan, stabbing her with one sword after another.

After a few moves, Feng Yuan was already covered in bruises, with countless wounds, large and small.

The color on Feng Yuan's face gradually faded, and she began to be exhausted.

Nan Zhuohua smiled leisurely: "This is not enough? I haven't tried my best yet."

Feng Yuan's eyes moved, and she secretly looked around at the surrounding terrain.

"Feng Yuan, don't even think about running away. I said I will take your life tonight, so I will do what I say." Nan Zhuohua saw that Feng Yuan wanted to run away.

The soldiers of the two armies fought under the city, and it could be seen that the side with the most deaths was Xirong's side, and the victory or defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Even so, Feng Yuan was not willing to die at the hands of Nan Zhuohua.

She turned around and wanted to fly down the city wall, but Nan Zhuohua threw the long sword in his hand and pierced her calf.

"Feng Yuan, you've played with fire too much, do you know what it's called?" Nan Zhuohua smiled: "It's called playing with fire and self-immolation."

Enduring the pain, Feng Yuan pulled out her long sword, the sword aura was fierce, and she stabbed at Nan Zhuohua, with a gloomy expression on her face, it seemed that the fish would be killed.

"Feng Yao, since I can't escape, I will fight with you!"

The sword in her hand stabbed in front of Nan Zhuohua, but she grabbed her wrist in vain, and with a light pinch, she released the strength from Feng Yuan's hand, and the long sword fell into Nan Zhuohua's hand again.

A cold light flashed across, and the long sword in Nan Zhuohua's hand cut off Feng Yuan's arm.

"what!"

Feng Yuan was in excruciating pain, before she could catch her breath, Nan Zhuohua's long sword stabbed at her again, cutting off her other arm.

Feng Yuan, who had lost her arms, had absolutely no ability to resist.

The wound on the shoulder was bleeding profusely, Feng Yuan's painful lips trembled, and her face was dripping with sweat.

Nan Zhuohua smiled: "It's not too much to exchange one of my hearts for your two arms, right?"

When her heart was crushed by Feng Yuan, her two arms were used as interest.

Feng Yuan knew that Nan Zhuohua was torturing her, and she didn't want her to die so easily.

She gritted her gums, her face grim: "Feng Yao, even if I die, I will definitely not die by your hands!"

After speaking, she jumped from the city wall, wanting to kill herself.

"Don't want to die in my hands? That's not okay."

Nan Zhuohua chuckled lightly, picked up the rope that bound Wuyu just now and threw it down, wrapped it around Feng Yuan and brought her up again.

Feng Yuan still wanted to struggle and resist, but Nan Zhuohua directly cut off her feet again.

This time, Feng Yuan was like a human stick, lying on the ground covered in blood, no longer able to struggle.

She was dying: "Feng Yao, you, you have the ability. Just give me a happy one."

"I don't." Nan Zhuohua licked his red lips and chuckled.

Feng Yuan finally felt scared. When she captured Nan Zhuohua's Feng Dan, she never dreamed that she would come back one day to take revenge.

She also finally tried how ruthless Nan Zhuohua's methods are.

Throwing away the sword in his hand, Nan Zhuohua walked forward slowly, with the palm of his hand condensed with spiritual power, he pressed Fengyuan Tianling Gai.

Feng Yuan instantly rolled her eyes and twitched, she opened her mouth involuntarily, and spit out a golden pearl from her mouth, Feng Dan.

Nan Zhuohua reached out to take Feng Dan, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "I'm finally back."

Feng Dan entered her body, and in an instant, Nan Zhuohua's eyes were red with gold, extremely treacherous, she opened her arms, releasing more powerful spiritual power from her body.

In an instant, the wind was surging, the sky was thundering and lightning, and for a while, the sky changed drastically. Facing such a strange sky, the soldiers who were fighting hadn't figured out the situation yet.

A thunder flashed, and everyone looked up at the city wall, their jaws dropped in shock.

I saw Nan Zhuohua standing on the city wall, and behind him appeared a figure of a phoenix. The golden phoenix was majestic and noble.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers under the city stopped fighting, dropped their weapons, and knelt down to worship. They believed that the gods had appeared.

People like Jun Ye who don't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods all stared in horror.

Jun Elegy was stunned: "What is that?"

Bixi stared with big eyes, and there was a light hidden in her eyes: "The phoenix girl of destiny, the phoenix returns."

"What?" Jun Elegy looked back, but didn't understand.

But Bixi remained silent and didn't say any more.

Until the Phoenix Tengtou disappeared, the sky returned to calm.

Feng Yuan still breathed a sigh of relief, Nan Zhuohua sealed her several big holes to prevent her from dying so quickly, tied her body up, hung her on the city wall, and was eroded by the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)