However, the young Yun Ting joined the army and followed Murong Shen, Zhang Qilan, Lu Jinxian and others one after another, from an ordinary soldier to a young general who can lead the army alone. Over the past decade, it can be said that he has participated in no less than a hundred battles, so it is not easy to make Helian Peng favored.

Yun Ting stood high on the horse's back, looked at Helian Peng with a smile and said, "General Helian, don't worry, you should try to compete with me first."

"Looking for death!" Helianpeng was full of confidence in his martial arts. Even in the Central Plains martial arts world, there were few opponents, let alone a young general like Yun Ting. He thrust a long sword in his hand and rushed towards Yun Ting. As soon as the commanders of both sides moved, the soldiers below were naturally not polite, and they quickly tangled together with shouts of killing.

Yun Ting smiled at Helian Peng, but he didn't fight him head-on. Seeing Helian Peng coming, he immediately picked up his horse and ran to the other side. Helian Peng flew up and down and caught up with Yun Ting, "Where to go?!"

Yun Ting turned around and smiled at him, "I know that General Helian is very good at martial arts, so he specially invited a few masters to communicate with General Helian." While speaking, several black shadows came from the depths of the darkness. Helian Peng glanced at the dark patterns on the clothes of the man in black and said in a deep voice: "Qilin."

"That's right." The man in black, led, smiled low and raised his head, but it was Xu Qingfeng, the third son of the Xu family.

Yun Ting got rid of Helianpeng and immediately bowed to Xu Qingfeng and smiled, "Master Xu, General Helian will be here to greet you." After saying that, he lifted the reins and rushed into the battlefield again.

Helian Peng's face was very ugly at this time. These days, Qilin of the Mo family army and Yazi, his subordinates, also fought dozens of times openly and secretly. However, Qilin rarely lost. Instead, Yazi, who had originally had high hopes, almost died or injured after fighting for several months. Helian Peng also understood the difference between Qilin and Yazi, and at the same time he hated Princess Ding who trained Qilin, he hated him even more.

At this time, the people surrounding me are not their opponents, but they are also very busy. Not to mention, these people don’t have to kill themselves. As long as they trap themselves for a few hours and cannot go back to rescue, they will be finished.

"San Master Xu?" Helian Peng stared at Xu Qingfeng and said, "I didn't expect that the Xu family's scholarly family would have a military general like the third master." Xu Qingfeng didn't care about his ridicule and smiled Lei Ran: "Studying literature and martial arts should be voluntarily. My Xu family has never been demanding. Even if I join the army, I will not humiliate the martyrs of the Xu family." Although Xu Qingfeng likes martial arts, he grew up from the Xu family. He has been influenced by poetry and books since he was a child. Although his talent is much worse than that of the Xu family, he is much better than ordinary people. Moreover, Xu Qingfeng never regrets his choice, nor does he think he has done something wrong. Helian Peng's words are not even qualified to scratch the itch.

Helian Peng also knew that this situation was of little useless. It would be better to get rid of Qilin's siege early and lead his troops back to rescue. His face was flat and he said in a deep voice: "Then, I will learn about Qilin's tricks."

Xu Qingfeng and others didn't say much, and took out their respective weapons and greeted them. The advantage of Qilin and others was that the team cooperated and cooperated in combat. Although the individual forces were not as strong as possible, the siege of a few people, Helian Peng could only be restrained everywhere for a while.

On the other hand, Yun Ting led his soldiers to rush around the chaos, and many Beirong soldiers who had no time to react became dead souls under the sword. The mountains and wilderness immediately looked like a murderous voice.

At this time, Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao had already appeared not far from the Beirong Camp. Looking at the Beirong Camp, which was still brightly lit, Mo Xiuyao showed a cold smile on his lips. Obviously, Yelu Ye and others in the Beirong Camp were still waiting for news from Helianpeng. However, Yelu Ye could not have imagined that the person they wanted to attack had already appeared in front of him without realizing it.

Ye Li stood beside Mo Xiuyao, and looked side by side with him at the camp not far away, and said with a faint smile: "Now Helianpeng must have fought with Yun Ting." As long as Helianpeng and Yun Ting fight, it would be impossible to evacuate for a while. And they also had enough time to deal with Yelu Ye and Helianzhen.

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "No. I wonder if Helian really can think that this king is outside his camp at this time?"

On the other side, Feng Zhiyao smiled and said, "Helianzhen must have thought that the prince was really hit by Helian Peng's assault." Originally, the Mo family army camp made various joyful appearances, which were just a game set up for the people of Beirong. How could Mo Xiuyao's character be proud before he could win the victory and celebrate the whole army? Unfortunately, Helianzhen actually didn't understand Mo Xiuyao's character at all.

"Are you ready?" Mo Xiuyao asked lightly.

Feng Zhiyao nodded and said, "After preparation, Sun Yaowu led his troops to surround him from the left, Chen Yun led his troops to surround him from the right. Zhou Min had already led his troops to wait in Huifeng Valley. We attacked from the front. An hour later, Yun Ting would let Helian Peng come out and meet Yelu Ye and others, and would guarantee that the people of Beirong would never let the people escape one soldier and one soldier."

Mo Xiuyao nodded and praised: "It's very good. I want to see... Helian really has the power to turn the world back." Although his words were laughing, a cold murderous aura arose in Mo Xiuyao's words.

"Prince, should you do it now?" Feng Zhiyao was also a little eager to try.

"Go to do it." Mo Xiuyao nodded.

Feng Zhiyao smiled, pulled out an arrow feather from behind, arched an arrow, and fired a bow, and a long arrow with a fire went straight to Beirong Camp.
Chapter completed!