Wei Feng found a place to sit down and practice, and took the Immortal Pill and two Demon Pills. Wei Jie placed two hundred amethyst stones and a hundred black crystal stones around him. Then he cultivated his own Gang Qi.

Enter to Wei Feng.

Wei Feng's limbs and bones immediately gave birth to the vast Immortal Qi. Its majestic power rushed through the barrier and attacked the stronghold, blocking the way to the Immortal Realm. The shackles and bottlenecks of the God King Realm collapsed. In less than an hour, Wei Feng's Qi refining

Cultivation has entered the Immortal Realm, and body refining has entered the God King Realm.

The thunder calamity came at the right moment and fried Wei Feng until he was burnt on the outside and crispy on the inside. Wei Feng endured it happily and was excited in pain.

After the nine thunder tribulations, Wei Jie continued to inject Gang Qi into Wei Feng, helping Wei Feng continue to improve his cultivation level. He did not stop until Wei Feng's cultivation level stabilized at the second level of the Immortal Emperor Realm and was in the middle stage of the Divine King Realm.

Wei Feng rushed into the river and took a nice bath. When he went ashore and changed his clothes, he felt that his whole body was full of strength. He wished he could fight Dorlon right now.

When the family returned to the Commander's Mansion, the depression in the mansion was gone. Wei Feng was in high spirits. He immediately raised the tent and ordered the three armies to hold a banquet, eat and drink well, and prepare to go to war.

The soldiers saw that the marshal's spirit had taken on a new look and his momentum was far from what it was yesterday. They knew that the marshal was sure of victory. Everyone was happy and excited.

The three armies of the Wei Dynasty in the border town had been exempted from fighting for the past two days. They had been humiliated and felt weak.

The marshal declares war domineeringly, and the princess and the prince-in-law supervise the formation, making it very lively.

Wei Feng went into battle and led the three armies to fight out of the camp. The Wei and Yan armies met and lined up. Wei Feng held a big sword and shouted to the enemy camp: "Dorlong, get out and die!"

Duoerlong was very surprised. This guy escaped just the day before yesterday and only had one breath left. How could he recover so quickly? Could there be some fraud?

Dorron said angrily: "If you want to die, of course I will help you! Should the two of us fight alone, or should we all fight in a melee?"

Wei Feng: "Of course, we will still fight soldiers against soldiers and generals. We will wait until the two of us decide the winner."

Dorron scolded: "Do you think you have any conspiracy? Soldiers against soldiers, against generals? A defeated general who only managed to escape with his life by relying on his wife has the courage to speak out bravely. It's ridiculous."

Duoerlong's words were such a scolding, but he still took it seriously in his heart. He knew that Wei Feng would not take the initiative to die if he didn't have any support.

Dorron has been secretly observing Wei Feng. At first glance, his heart jumped into his mouth in shock: It has only been two days. Not only has this guy not been injured at all, but the most shocking thing is that this guy's cultivation

Why is he suddenly a powerful person at the level of an Immortal? This is incredible!

Dorron was puzzled. Is it easier for this guy to improve his cultivation than to eat and drink? Or does this guy have to be beaten to improve his cultivation. The more seriously he is injured, the faster his cultivation will improve? That must be the case.

I heard that there is a martial art that improves one's cultivation by getting injured. The more serious the injury, the higher the cultivation will be. Last time Wei Feng was injured and could only breathe, so his strength was greatly improved.

Dorron is determined to kill Wei Feng this time and not give him any chance to improve his cultivation. Otherwise, he will be beaten in the future. He does not have the ability to get better the more he is beaten, and the beating is in vain.

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Wei Feng was so humiliated and angered by Duoerlong's scolding that he raised his sword and jumped on his horse to kill Duoerlong.

Dorron also urged his horse, drew his spear, and charged towards Wei Feng.

The enemies were extremely jealous when they met. Duoerlong shouted: "There is a way to heaven but you won't go there, and there is no way to hell but you have to come. Okay, I'll take care of you and get you to hell."

Wei Feng scolded: "Old man, your nephew died on the road of aggression. You, at such a young age, have to die on the road of invasion. Are you asking for shame! Why bother?"

As soon as Wei Feng mentioned Duoxiong, Duollong was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke and his heart was bleeding. The leader of the young generation that the family was proud of, the marshal of Dayan Kingdom died in the hands of Wei Feng's son.

Duoxiong's 120,000 troops were all wiped out without causing any damage to the Wei army. Such a defeat was more difficult for Duoxiong to accept than Duoxiong's death. It was a shame for their family. If they don't win a battle, it will be a shame.

A bigger war than Wei Jie's battle cannot wash away the shame of Duoxiong's defeat.

Dorlong made up his mind to occupy the border city of the Wei army and kill all the border troops of the Wei army.

Dole screamed strangely: "Wei Feng, even if you forcibly raise your cultivation level to the same level as mine, you are a newly promoted immortal and cannot be compared with me. When I take your head, how can you still do it?"

Can you come back from the dead and improve your cultivation level again?"

Wei Jie scolded him: "Whoever takes whose head will see the results later. Mere words will not help."

Duoerlong stabbed him with a spear, as fast as lightning. Wei Feng raised his knife to meet him, and the knife and gun collided, sparks flying out. Both of them were so shocked that their arms went numb and their mouths cracked.

Duoerlong was shocked. Wei Feng's skills were profound, and he didn't have the characteristics of someone who had just been promoted to a level of cultivation and whose foundation was not yet stable. On the contrary, he was very powerful and was not inferior to him at all.

Wei Feng is a veteran border officer who has fought hundreds of battles and has rich combat experience. Although Doerlong is older, he has been cultivating as an immortal for a long time. He has been pampered for a long time, but his combat experience is not as good as that of Wei Feng.

Wei Hu was also shocked. He was also a strong man in dual cultivation. He was young and powerful, and he did not gain any advantage in a head-on attack. He ended up on an equal footing with Doerlong.

This battle cannot be won or lost quickly; it may be a protracted war.

However, Wei Feng was still confident of winning for three reasons. First, he had an advantage in age. As Dorron got older, his endurance and tenacity deteriorated. After fighting for dozens of rounds, he would go downhill.

Secondly, with his son sitting next to him, there is nothing wrong. He can just let go and fight without having to worry about anything later.

Third, I have fought bloody battles for decades, and my combat experience is gained from life and death, not from teaching.

With this idea of ​​fighting a protracted war, Wei Feng was not in a hurry, and focused on defending steadily with each move.

Huang Ziqiong had just seen Wei Feng and Duo Erlong fighting each other, and they didn't lose at all. She immediately summoned up her courage and became energetic. When she saw that Wei Feng only defended but did not attack, she felt nervous again.

Huang Ziqiong quietly asked Wei Jie: "Son, why does your father only defend but not attack? Is it because he is powerless?"

Wei Zi smiled and said: "Don't worry, my father is a veteran warrior and has learned the secrets of victory. Just wait patiently and your father will be the victor."

Dorlon's tactics have already determined his defeat, it's just a matter of time."

Everyone looked at the battlefield together. Both sides were waving flags, shouting, and beating drums in support. The sound of war drums and shouts shook the sky and the sky.

Duoerlong and Wei Feng, two high-ranking cultivators, fought against each other with fast movements. They fought for dozens of rounds in a blink of an eye. Duoerlong was panting and sweating profusely.

Dorron became more and more frightened as he fought, his anger gradually disappeared, and a growing sense of fear gradually crept into his heart.

Dorron's attack gradually slowed down, and Wei Feng knew that Dorron's power could no longer be sustained, so he began to defend and counterattack at the same time.

Wei Feng's few counterattack moves were very calm and powerful. Every time he slashed with the sword, Dorlong struggled to catch it, and the soreness in his arms became more and more intense.

Wei Feng's attacks are getting faster and stronger. Dorlon's attacks are getting less and less. There is almost no offense and only defense.

Despite this, Dorron was still unable to do what he wanted, and the more he fought, the harder it became. He gradually became clumsy and unable to parry.

Dorron is in a panic, if he continues to fight like this, his fate will be handed down here.

Before the battle, even if Duoerlong was killed, he would not believe that this would happen. He is a master of the Immortal Realm. How many are there in the world? Even if there are, he should be cultivating in the white clouds in the deep mountains and will become an immortal.

.In this mortal world, there should be no one who can be his opponent.

However, the Wei Feng now is no longer the Wei Feng the day before yesterday. The Wei Feng who has returned has completely subverted Dorlon's fixed ideas.

Dorron's pride disappeared, his self-confidence was gone, his fear became stronger and stronger, and he no longer cared about his face. He screamed for help: "Ancestor of Snow Mountain, please save my life!"

No one would have thought that there is a master in the Dayan Army who can make Dorlong call for help. One can imagine how powerful such a great god is.

The ancestor of Xueshan also saw the problem. If he didn't help, Duoerlong would die.
Chapter completed!