Chapter 2880 Thousand Years of Hate

An Yi sneered: "How do you know I'm here to die? We haven't started fighting yet, how do we know the outcome?"

Hua Ci'er waved her hand, and a dense crowd of Dongdu people jumped up from the cliff. It turned out that they were all hiding under the cliff.

When Liu Huamo saw him, he quickly shouted: "Liu Lanhua, leave quickly, I don't need you to save me!"

An Yi was not in a hurry. He roared and saw red-robed troops immediately appearing on the cliff opposite. They came on the wind and fought in a melee with the Dongdu people.

Hua Ci'er was confident at first, but when she saw Feng Qingchen on the cliff opposite, her eyes were a little surprised.

"Why did he come?" Hua Ci'er frowned. After the last battle with Dong Wuli, Hua Ci'er had already calculated that Long Xi would control Feng Qingchen, so she laid out this plan boldly.

Even if Feng Qingchen won't get the dragon's breath back for the time being, he will definitely not help An Yi like this, but now...

Seeing her expression, An Yi immediately understood that Feng Qingchen's sudden relapse that night might have been part of the Dongdu people's plan.

The red-robed army fought fiercely with the Dongdu people. Because they knew the secret of the Dongdu people's immortality in a hundred battles, the red-robed army struck quickly and accurately, focusing on the Dongdu people's foreheads. The Dongdu people fell to the ground one after another.

Hua Ci'er clenched her fingers. On the cliff opposite, Feng Qingchen had a cold face. Although he didn't take action, it put endless pressure on her.

More and more people from Dongdu died in front of Hua Ci'er.

Just when Hua Ci'er was a little nervous, Shanxia remembered the shouting. At the same time, on the surrounding hills, the black snake flag of Dongdu Kingdom was waving.

Hua Ci'er looked down and saw the man sitting on horseback under the eighteen-turn mountain road. He had a tall figure and cold eyes.

There was no mask on his face, and his features were beautiful and cold.

Hua Ci'er immediately had a smile on her face. She didn't expect that Dong Wuli would appear so soon.

Feng Qingchen also discovered Dong Wuli. He was standing on the top of the mountain, his eyes were cold and dark, and a dragon robe as red as blood was burning like fire.

Feng Qingchen rushed down from the top of the mountain, with astonishing palm power and a sound like splitting clouds. The black-robed army beside Dong Wuli was swept up into the sky by the powerful wind of the palm, and then fell to the ground hard.

Dong Wuli's eyes darkened, and he quickly faced him. Two figures as strong as horned dragons rose from the ground. Two figures, black and red, intertwined in the sky, bursting out with a speed and power that was difficult for the human eye to see clearly. The violent impact of dividing gold and splitting the earth!

Hua Ci'er bit her lips. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was able to restrain the backlash of the dragon's breath, she felt a little worried about Dong Wuli in her heart.

An Yi kicked a man in black down and stood in front of Hua Ci'er: "Maybe we can talk!"

Hua Ci'er raised her eyes and looked at An Yi coldly: "What are you talking about?"

"I know what you want!" An Yi said, "Dong Wuli hates the Feng family, and even the entire Xiqi Continent, because of the thousand-year relationship, and what you want is a child. If your wish can If it is achieved, will this prevent the world from being destroyed?"

Hua Ci'er sneered: "Can you help him destroy Xiqi? Thousands of years of grudges have not been resolved for thousands of years. Do you think you can solve it by yourself? You really think too highly of yourself!"

An Yi naturally knew that this matter was not easy to solve, especially since the sacrifice of the six generations of the direct descendants of the Feng family caused the dragon's breath. Whether it was Feng Xiu Leng or Feng Qianqian, there were no bones left, and Dong Wuli's hatred could not be eliminated at all. .