Martial Arts: Chased by Extinct Old Ni at the beginning

Just back to normal.

Outside the camp, the words of Yu Wencheng and the servant came immediately.

Open the curtain.

Duan Feng frowned and said, "Didn't you go to the front line? Why did you come back? Is there something wrong?"

Yu Wencheng sighed and said: "Things have changed. Yang Xuangan rebelled in the country. He is the son of Yang Su. He never thought that he would rebel during the Eastern Expedition...Master, let's go to His Majesty."

"I see."

Duan Feng's heart tightened, he already knew about this.

However, in Goguryeo at this time, six cities had already been captured.

Lost two 10,000+ soldiers, and countless Goguryeo people were looted. Although the Eastern Expedition never had any direct conflict with Gaiwensu or even Yijianmen.

But for Duan Feng.

This matter has been regarded as a big victory.

Moreover, the blood-drinking knife has been awakened, and after 49 days, it will become his exclusive magic weapon.

It can suck human blood and attack independently.

After being gradually absorbed by the blood-drinking sword spirit, the soul of the innate master killed by Duan Feng has gradually evolved into a peerless magic sword.

"Master, it may be impossible to continue the attack this time, and the envoy from Goguryeo to surrender is already on the way, and His Majesty is already going to choose a squadron to return to the court, alas."

"Don't complain, I have something to go back to do, but it's a pity that Fu Cailin is a coward and dare not come to see me, hum."

Chapter 291

Yu Wencheng rolled his eyes a few times.

Just like Duan Feng, a man like a demon god, let alone a supreme master.

Even if there are thousands of troops and horses, in front of him, they just step on it, and everyone will disappear.

Fu Cailin is just the most powerful one among ordinary people.

But Duan Feng.

Ah this.

Yu Wencheng recalled what he saw that day.

It has been firmly engraved in his heart.

If you really want to fight with anyone, that's fine, but let alone playing this game with Duan Feng, it's just like playing to death.

Especially the Baizhang giant, it is obvious that it has not fully exerted its strength.

"Master, are you human?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, you that day..."

Duan Feng glared at him, and said in a low voice: "Then this is a kind of physical skill, inherited in the Temple of War God, this news should not be spread outside."

Maybe Yuwen Chengdu understood now, maybe he didn't understand.

But the word "War God Temple" made him frown.

If you say you don't know the Four Great Martial Arts Books, you are lying.

But the Temple of War God gave people an image of invincibility.

In particular, it is also the place where the treasure book of God of War is stored, which makes the martial arts go crazy.

All the way to Yang Guang's Xingyuan.

I met countless soldiers on the road, and when they saw Duan Feng, everyone bowed their heads and faced the true God in their hearts with the most respectful eyes and words.

"The mighty national teacher!"

The general guarding the Xingyuan hurriedly bowed his head and asked Duan Feng to come forward.

Yu Wencheng, who accompanied him, all had proud expressions on their faces.

Just like a few days ago, the Liaodong City they saw was torn apart by this man in front of their eyes, and the sword energy pierced the ground, annihilating the city.

After entering Xingyuan.

Duan Feng found out.

The atmosphere here is rather urgent.

Yang Guang was furious inside.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, hateful Yang Xuangan, how dare you betray me like this, hateful Yang Su, I want to whip the corpse."

"Give me an idea."

"Eastern Expedition...Ahhh!"

No one dared to come forward to persuade.

And this kind of action is also a very painful choice for an emperor.

Backstabbed by the people.

Yang Guang didn't think about it at all, the root cause was almost all caused by himself.

"Why is this so, Your Majesty!"

Duan Feng just coughed a little and said this.

When all civil and military officials saw him, their eyes released a brilliance as if they were seeing a savior.

Yang Guang also stopped those meaningless venting as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"National Teacher, National Teacher, please take your seat."

The servant brought the chair.

Duan Feng sat on it carelessly for the first time, and then someone even handed him tribute tea from the Forbidden Palace.

"There are people in the country, there are rebels, and I want the teacher to return to the court, but Goguryeo has already beaten half of it. You know the teacher."