Apocalypse Magician

Early the next morning, Li Xingkong's team received a mission for all members to participate. As everyone expected, this was the last battle.

This battle was carried out by five teams, with the goal of seizing a batch of grain and grass being transported by the enemy. The specific information has been given by relevant personnel. It seems that the news is quite certain and the task can be easily completed.

As a result, the five teams quickly attacked, and according to the predetermined plan, they successfully sneaked into the transportation line behind enemy lines and successfully attacked the target. They checked that the intercepted vehicles were indeed food and grass.

However, the intelligence department ignored one thing. A large enemy army was nearby at the moment. They immediately rushed to the rescue at the slightest sign of trouble. As a result, Feng Moxing and others were surrounded by reinforcements before they could return with the captured food and grass.

This reversal of the situation is quite funny, like a hunter digging a trap to catch a fox, but suddenly a tiger pops out from the side, and the roles of hunter and prey are instantly reversed.

Looking at the enemy troops coming from all directions like a tide, the members of the special operations group were already panicking and subconsciously gathered towards the center. Despair spread like a plague. Only the captains of the other four teams looked at Feng Moxing. After all, he was the only one who had ever been in a high position and seen the world, and he was also the strongest among the group.

"There are too many enemy troops and we can't resist them." When the situation suddenly changed, Feng Moxing remained calm and immediately began to make arrangements, "I'll distract them while everyone breaks out in the opposite direction."

"We won't leave, we must advance together and retreat together!" At the critical moment, everyone in the special operations team shared the same hatred and no one was a fool.

"Anyone who doesn't obey the command in front of the battle will be killed!" Feng Moxing's words were decisive, as if he was a superior leader.

Everyone couldn't help but fell silent. Even if they didn't want to, they didn't say anything more. Only the expressions showed unwillingness. Since Feng Moxing was chosen as the commander-in-chief, we should obey his orders to minimize losses. On the battlefield, life and death were common occurrences, and no one could do anything about it, so everyone had no choice but to retreat.

The plan was finalized, and Feng Moxing fought his way out, attracting a large number of enemies in a very high-profile manner; on the other hand, the others quietly retreated from the opposite direction; and the only exception here was Li Xingkong, who was hiding in the dark.

In Li Xingkong's view, Feng Moxing's strategy was obviously to sacrifice himself to protect everyone. If the enemy army could only deal with Feng Moxing alone, it would be enough to encircle him, and there were many sword masters among them. Even though Feng Moxing was strong. As everyone guessed, it was impossible to escape even if he reached the middle position of swordsman.

What's more, the credibility of this speculation about the median swordsman is unknown. Given Feng Moxing's young age, if he really becomes a median swordsman, then his martial arts talent will be shocking and rare in a century. .

Perhaps Li Xingkong should have obeyed Feng Moxing's orders all the time in the past, but this time, he could not sit back and watch Feng Moxing heroically sacrifice himself while retreating. Even if the military law dealt with him afterwards, Li Xingkong would not flinch at all!

Time passed by, and the members of the special operations team basically escaped from the battlefield safely, while Feng Moxing was finally surrounded and had no way to go. In this small encirclement, there are people blocking everything from heaven to earth, like a watertight cage.

The sword energy swayed and the fallen leaves flew, and it seemed that the gentle breeze suddenly became much colder. Feng Moxing still had such a fierce momentum even if his sword was not taken out of its sheath. Facing the attacks coming like a tidal wave, Feng Moxing jumped up and turned in the air like a flying swan. His elegant body seemed to blend into the wind, avoiding obstacles again and again at incredible angles.

Li Xingkong, who was dormant in the dark, couldn't help but be amazed. This action was accomplished entirely by martial arts and body skills, even surpassing the effect of wind magic in mid-air. Unfortunately, there were too many people in the encirclement. Under the interference of the surrounding magicians, Feng Moxing had to fight with the opponent's master when he was about to break through the encirclement, and fell back to the ground after failing.

"Feng Moxing, we have already analyzed your skills thoroughly." The enemy general couldn't help but laugh. He didn't care at all about the escape of the other members of the special operations group. It seemed that as long as he caught Feng Moxing, that would be all he needed. A great achievement, "Let's see where you can escape this time!"

"Are you sure you have thoroughly analyzed it?" Feng Moxing's eyes were blazing, and his calm expression showed a bit of unpredictability. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand and made a motion to draw the sword.

Time seemed to slow down a lot here. Feng Moxing's right hand holding the hilt of the sword was a little harder, and the air around him seemed to be a little heavier.

The slowly blowing breeze seemed to have the power of a mountain top, blowing a dark cloud in the sky and blocking the light of the scorching sun. The enemy general looked at the changing world, and at some point his breathing became extremely difficult, as if he was about to be out of breath.

At this moment, the general finally understood why the top military officials paid so much attention to Feng Moxing. The merit of capturing or killing this man alive was even higher than that of wiping out five entire special operations teams. It was not just because Feng Moxing could repeatedly perform extraordinary feats. It's a headache because he's really scary!

At this moment when time and space seemed to be frozen, all the experts' attention was focused on Feng Moxing. Li Xingkong finally found the right time. The fire magic elements gathered on himself, and flames suddenly ignited around his body, and then like sharp arrows Rush towards the carts of food and grass that are again under enemy control.

"Oh, it's so hot that I'm going to die!" Li Xingkong yelled as he ran, slammed into the pile of grain and hay, and instantly ignited the entire cart of grain and hay.

The enemy general, who was attracted by Li Xingkong's exaggerated behavior, was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This guy obviously used fire magic himself, and it seemed as if he was burned by the fire. It was a pity for the food and grass.

"People on the periphery, go put out the fire!" The general hurriedly issued an order. After all, food and grass are the basis of war. If food and grass are lost here, even if Feng Moxing is captured, the credit will be reduced. "We must take that smelly person away." The boy was cut into pieces!"

Facing the enemy soldiers who gathered like wolves and tigers, Li Xingkong showed no fear. He shuttled between the grain and grass vehicles like a fish in water, cutting down the enemy soldiers along the way. Occasionally, he met some masters and was knocked away after a hard fight. He used his strength to land on other grain and fodder vehicles, and then a lazy donkey rolled down to the ground, and at the same time ignited the full grain and fodder vehicles.

This time, not only the general was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but all the soldiers were also so angry. It was like a policeman trying to catch a thief in an antique store. He had no strength but was tied up, for fear that he would knock over an antique, and even more afraid. The thief casually overturned a shelf of antiques.

Originally, this enemy army had a good fighting capacity, but it was a pity that the purpose of sending them was not to protect food and grass, so the only water magicians who accompanied the army were relatively weak. Li Xingkong took advantage of this, and after igniting most of the food and grass, he became angry again. To add fuel to the fire, wind magic was added, so the fire took advantage of the wind and got out of control.

"It is indeed very practical to alternate the various types of magic." Li Xingkong removed the flames around him, looked back at the results of the battle, clapped his hands, and expressed great satisfaction.

On the other side, taking advantage of the chaos caused by Li Xingkong and briefly distracting the opponent's master, Feng Moxing relied on his superb body skills to move out of the encirclement several times. When the enemy general came to his senses, it was too late to stop him.

"Damn it!" When the general became angry from embarrassment, he happened to see the triumphant Li Xingkong in the vast sea of ​​people, and instantly stabbed him with his sword, venting his anger on him.

Li Xingkong's plan was to leave as soon as he got an advantage. When Feng Moxing broke out of the siege, he should escape quickly. However, as soon as he used the floating technique, he felt a strong wind blowing from the side, and the dazzling sword light was cold to the bone.

Unexpectedly, the enemy general's angry attack was so fast, with the strength of an average swordsman. Li Xingkong had no time to dodge, so he had to gather all his strength, but he knew in his heart that he would not be able to take it no matter what.

With a "ding" sound, the sound of the sword vibrated and spread, and it was Feng Moxing who intercepted the blow in mid-air. The master fell back to the ground motionless, while Feng Moxing flew out diagonally in the air like a kite with a broken string, but he happened to grab Li Xingkong and fled away. When the general wanted to pursue him again, he couldn't help but frowned hesitantly, unsure of Feng Moxing's strength.

This Feng Moxing, until just now, still had his sword unsheathed, especially the last blow. I don't know whether it was due to luck at the end of the road or because he had a well-planned plan. He saved people and escaped in one go. It is really difficult to understand the situation. The general thought again and again, and there was no guarantee that his team would be able to catch up with them, and if they could catch up, they might not be able to capture them. It was more important to save the remaining food and fodder here.

Feng Moxing carried Li Xingkong and ran all the way. Countless scenery passed behind him. After making sure that there were no pursuers, he finally relaxed. Then his first words were stern criticism: "Li Xingkong! How dare you disobey orders!"

"If you want me to watch you sacrifice and be a coward, I absolutely can't do it!" Li Xingkong looked firm and unwavering, because this is the bottom line of a human being, "Only on this matter, I will never give in, and I will never give in. Never regret it!"

"This time you burned the enemy's food and fodder, which is equal to your merits and demerits." Feng Moxing looked at Li Xingkong. After all, he couldn't really follow the military law of disobedience before the battle, so he found such a compromise reason, and then seriously warned, " But it won’t happen next time!”

Li Xingkong nodded quickly. Of course, this kind of thing must never happen again, otherwise sooner or later, his life will be in danger. Of course, the premise is that Feng Moxing must never make an example again.

"Actually, with your unconventional training methods, you can become a high-level warrior at this age. You are truly a genius." Feng Moxing seemed to have remembered something, and then carefully considered Li Xingkong's character and will during this period, He couldn't help but secretly nod, "If you cultivate him, your future will be limitless. What about you, are you interested in becoming my junior brother?"

"Ah?" Li Xingkong couldn't help but be startled. After recalling what Feng Moxing just said, it seemed that he had an unexpected gain, he nodded immediately, "Yes, absolutely!"

"Okay, then from today on, I will accept you as my disciple on behalf of my master," Feng Moxing's face straightened, showing unprecedented seriousness, "You and I, brothers, will definitely carry forward our sect in the future!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Li Xingkong was also more serious than ever. However, at this moment, perhaps for him, he has a master and a destination, but he doesn't know that his destiny is also quietly getting on the right track.