Yan Fei even thought that poor families should have experienced some ups and downs.

The most important thing to expect to become a top force is the soul, the fighting spirit that dares to fight against the sky and fight against the earth.

However, this kind of war soul must be formed in the baptism of blood and fire.

The poor family rose all the way under Yan Fei's leadership. Although they had experienced some battles, they were not threatening at all.

To put it bluntly, it grew up too smoothly and could not withstand the storm.

Yan Fei doesn't want to see the dead person, but it is a necessary experience.

What is important is how to overcome this ups and downs. If this poor family can break through, even if only one hundred people are left, these hundred people will become the immortal fighting soul of the poor family.

What we need to do now is still waiting.

Yan Fei's soul tried his best to capture all the information. Not long after, the movement at the mouth of the Binggu Valley became louder.

The people who attacked at night did not seem to be ready to rush in. Two or three thousand people were led by Dugu Mo, but they only made noises at the entrance of the valley and the outside. Gradually, the noises became increasingly louder and louder.

Based on this alone, Yan Fei can already be sure that his guess is correct.

But this trick is too low-level.

The strategy is fixed, but the environment and situation are changing. How can we just copy it?

Yan Fei was helpless and couldn't change anything.

As the same goes, it is time to suffer some setbacks when the poor family is going smoothly.

In the Ice Valley, the Shengtian Dao Sect and Fahua Temple gathered as many as four or five thousand people and rushed out of the valley.

Dugu Mo made a lot of noise outside the mountain pass, and in the valley, the Wansheng Dao Sect and Fahua Temple were even more noise.

Yan Fei murmured in his heart: "Forget it, Dugu Yun's plan has indeed been discovered. If the Shengtian Dao Sect and Fahua Temple understand this trick is to follow the flow and ask you to get into the trap."

The single-body competition depends on strength, but Yan Fei is facing a large-scale battle now.

It depends on wisdom and military tactics.

Thousands of people rushed out of the Ice Valley, with the disciples of the Knife Sect in front and the disciples of the Buddhist Sect behind, very orderly.

Dugu Mo led the poor people to fight and retreat, obviously restraining these people and attracting more people in the valley to create opportunities for Dugu Yun.

Sure enough, about a quarter of an hour later, Dugu Mo led thousands of opponents to seventy or eighty miles away from the valley entrance.

On one side of the Ice Valley and above the Ice Peak, Yan Fei sensed a familiar breath.

Preparing to save people, I've taken action.

There are not many people in this group, three or four hundred, but they are all masters from poor families, and each of them has a cultivation level above the Martial King Realm.

"It's okay, Dugu Yun still knows which one is more important. As the leader of a poor sect, he did not take this risk in person, otherwise he would have put the poor sect in danger." Yan Fei did not sense Dugu Yun's aura, and the team led by this group was actually Nan Crazy.

Is this going to learn from my battle with King Zhenxi in Yinlong City?

He killed tens of thousands of people on the other side with three hundred people.

Alas, these are completely two situations.

Yan Fei couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. He found that Nan Crazy Man led these people to kill from the Ice Peak, and was as powerful as a rush to the Yellow Dragon.

They rushed straight to the depths of the valley. And there had already become the den of the dragon and tigers. At this moment, at least there were people from the Wansheng Tiandao Sect and Fahua Temple hiding there. Even more deadly, there were thousands of hidden weapons masters from the Tang Sect. If this was surrounded, only 300 southern madmen, even 300 masters from the Martial Emperor Realm would have to be

The entire army was destroyed.

"Hmph, I think beautifully. How can I let you plot against me, Yan Fei?" Yan Fei said fiercely in his heart, and a strong murderous intent flashed across the corner of his eyes.

"Prepare to start, come with me."

Time was tight, Yan Fei greeted him and rushed to the other side of the Ice Valley.

Nan Crazy was extremely fast, and he rushed all the way, which was within a hundred breaths.

Deep in the bottom of the Ice Valley, there were some tents and some caves nearby. The southern madman could sense that the captured second elder Dugu Lian was taken into the largest tent in the middle.

It seems that the vigilance nearby is very tight, and nowhere can I imagine that Nan Crazy Man can think of it. These are all appearances and are just bait for fishing.

The madman from Nan led the wind to sweep the clouds and rushed into the tent as fast as possible.

Sure enough, Dugu Lian was indeed there.

At this moment, Dugu Lian was covered in scars and weak in his breath, almost dying.

Seeing Nan Crazy Man rushing in, Dugu Lian looked anxious.

"Deputy, deputy sect leader, go, go quickly, this is a trap, don't worry about me, go quickly." Dugu Lian shouted at Nan Feng as if he had used his last strength.

Nan Madman rushed forward in three or two steps.

"Second elder, don't say much. The group of idiots in the Shengtian Dao Sect and Fahua Temple have been led out. I'll take you away now."

"Go, go quickly, this is a trap, go quickly."

The Nan Crazy Man would not care so much. He untied Dugu Lian's rope and ordered Dugu Lian to rush out of the tent directly on his back.

As soon as I rushed out, I could hear muffled sounds coming from all around the Ice Valley.

Bang, bang bang bang!

The madman in the south was shocked to see that countless figures broke through the ice valley around the ice valley. When he saw that it was densely packed with people. Most of these people were carrying long swords, and the moonlight reflected on them. The long swords reflected a cold light.

"Second Master, we have a trap."

"Oh no, we're trapped, why are there so many people?"

"Second leader, what should I do?"

Nan Crazy Man was also a little stunned. Nan Crazy Man was crazy and unaware of fear, but at this moment, the situation was really unfavorable.

The mountains and fields are all surrounded by people, and the front is full of warriors carrying long swords.

Behind these warriors are Buddhists in the garment of a shipwreck monk holding a Zen stick. However, among these people are some poor masters holding strong bows and crossbows.

Melee battles, blessings, and long-distance attacks, and the number of people is more than tens of thousands.

And he only has three hundred people around him.

"Don't worry about me, Yan Fei worked hard to establish a poor family. You can't just jump here just because I, Dugu Lian, are the deputy leader, don't worry about me, you can take everyone out quickly."

Just now, a burst of crazy laughter came from afar.

Nan Crazyman flashed his eyes and saw hundreds of figures slowly walking towards here.

Nawei's three people walked side by side, which was Chu Kui of Shengtian Dao Sect, Kuyue Buddha from Fahua Temple, and Tang Taiyue, the second leader of the Tangmen Tianmen.

Chu Kui was in the middle, Tang Taiyue and Kuyue Buddha walked on both sides of him, followed by hundreds of masters behind him.

Each of these masters is in the realm of the Martial Emperor, or even the realm of the Martial Emperor. In a single way, even these more than a hundred strong people can't handle it.

Nan Feng's face was extremely gloomy.

He was not afraid, but he was unwilling to give up, and he didn't want everything Yan Fei had built up to be destroyed in his hands.

But at this moment, he was really powerless. "Hmph, it seems that the one with the surname Yan is nothing great. It's just a small trick to catch all of you evil devils in one go. It's a pity that the one with the surname Yan didn't come."
Chapter completed!