Arrayed in the West, White Tiger, Heed My Command! You Can't Catch the Flash, Feng Xiaotian Is Shocked!

Atop a mountain outside Chang'an Pass.

"Did the northern city's attack seem to have failed?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to pluck a petal from the chrysanthemum in his hand.

But he suddenly noticed that the dense black mass of the Heavenly Dou Army had not entered the city. Instead, they were retreating.

They were too far away to see the details clearly.

But they could indeed see that the Heavenly Dou Army at North City had been defeated and forced back!

The Xing Luo Grand Army also saw the outcome of the battle at North City and immediately stirred with excitement!

"Why did the Heavenly Dou Army fail their attack again?"

"Could the Tian Dou Empire's soldiers really be nothing but useless trash?"

"Is the Tian Dou Empire really this pathetic?"

"Looks like we can defeat the Xing Luo Empire without lifting a finger this time!"

A crow circled ahead before flying straight toward Ghost Douluo.

Ghost Douluo extended a fingertip. The crow landed steadily on his hand, and he removed the letter tied to its leg.

After just one glance, his expression visibly changed.

"News from the North City spy. Another rank 89 Soul Douluo has made a move. Hu Yan Zhen, the Elephant Armor Sect Leader, has been killed!"

"What? A Soul Douluo? The Chang'an Empire has other Soul Douluo as well?" The Xing Luo General was utterly shaken!

News that another Soul Douluo had appeared in the Chang'an Empire swiftly spread throughout the army.

The entire Xing Luo Grand Army was stunned!

"The city west of Chang'an should be about to clash as well, right?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo turned his gaze westward.

There, a swarm of incredibly swift black dots was rapidly closing in on the western city.

They were the Tian Dou Empire's cavalry force in this campaign!

There were a full forty thousand cavalrymen, their banners fluttering and blotting out the sky!

After the clash at North City, they were the first to approach another city of Chang'an!

Unlike infantry formations.

The cavalry fully exploited their speed advantage, charging across the mountains and plains!

Ten thousand horses thundered forward, their hoofbeats shaking the heavens!

In the blink of an eye, they had reached the city walls!

Faced with such a vast enemy force, the defenders in West City were deeply uneasy.

"I don't know whether Hu Yan Zhen has breached North City, but my troops will definitely be the first to reach the Chang'an Capital and rendezvous!"

The general at the front of the army smiled confidently.

He wore a long azure robe, with pale blue-white hair and a lock of hair hanging diagonally over his right ear.

The veil covering his eyes lent him an air of mystery.

Mounted on a snow-white warhorse, he looked peerlessly heroic and valiant!

Perhaps his troops were not the strongest among the forces in this campaign, but they were certainly the fastest!

The city guards also recognized the origin of that white-horse general!

"It's Feng Bailong, the Feng Jian Sect Leader, one of the Lower Four Sects!"

"I heard he surpassed rank 86 long ago. Though he isn't a Titled Douluo, he's still an exceptionally formidable Soul Douluo!"

"The power backing Godwind Academy is the Feng Jian Sect. We should have thought of that!"

"Our city commander is just some brat. What is His Majesty thinking, sending a child to defend the city?"

The defenders glanced worriedly at their own city commander.

He was a childish-looking youth, seemingly no more than a teenager.

He was simply on a completely different level from the vigorous and imposing Feng Bailong!

Their commander probably could not even withstand two moves from Feng Bailong!

"I am Feng Bailong, Feng Jian Sect Leader, rank 88 Soul Douluo! Those who do not wish to die beneath my sword, lay down your weapons and surrender at once!"

The slender Wind Sword in Feng Bailong's hand emerged with a desolate hum!

Its sharp, cold gleam was too piercing to look at directly!

"Long live the Sect Leader!"

Feng Xiaotian, the black-masked youth beside him, shouted excitedly!

"Consider this siege a trial for you. Go on. Don't let anyone else take the glory of being first up the walls!" The white-horse general nodded at Feng Xiaotian.

"Full army, attack!"

In his eyes, this siege would be incredibly easy, so he had brought the academy genius Feng Xiaotian along for some training.

Feng Xiaotian immediately spread his wings, transformed into a Gale Demon Wolf, and lit up three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—as he pounced toward the city wall!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Soul Master vanguard followed close behind, leaping from their mounts as wings spread from their backs. With howling winds, they flew toward the walls!

"Loose arrows! Loose arrows! Repel the enemy!"

The defenders hastily resisted!

But their arrows found it difficult to strike these Soul Masters who excelled in speed!

Just as the flying Soul Masters were about to land atop the walls!

Abruptly.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and a fierce gale howled up from the city walls!

The wind carried bursts of terrifying tiger roars!

"Clouds follow dragons, winds follow tigers! He's here!"

Feng Xiaotian was startled, sensing a streak of white light flash past at high speed!

The gale it kicked up struck him head-on!

He immediately recoiled in terror and flew backward, barely avoiding the attack of the white streak.

Yet he was still swept up by that gale and blown away in a miserable tumble!

None of the flying Soul Masters could resist the gale. Like autumn leaves swept by the wind, every one of them was blown away!

In an instant, peace returned to the city walls!

"What's going on?" Feng Bailong looked up.

Atop the walls stood a white-clad youth, flickering in and out of sight amid crackling lightning. He gripped a Tiger Head Sickle tightly in his hand. Like a fierce tiger, he bared his teeth in excitement as he stared straight at the Heavenly Dou Army!

"Arrayed in the west, White Tiger, heed my command!"

"By order of the Emperor of Chang'an, slaughter every enemy!"

"All of you are my prey!"

As the tiger roar faded.

The fierce wind rose again!

The youth once more transformed into White Flash, weaving through the Heavenly Dou Army!

Wherever the flash passed, men and horses were sent sprawling!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers died beneath the sickle—some had their throats hooked apart, while others had their bodies torn in two.

The bloody, horrifying method of slaughter sent chills down everyone's spines!

"Catch him!" Feng Bailong gave the order.

Countless flying Soul Masters flew toward White Flash!

But how could these Soul Masters possibly match the speed of that white flash?

In less than a few breaths, White Flash darted through the crowd, and severed limbs and fragments rained down from the sky!

"You can't catch the Flash!" Baili Xuance floated in the air and laughed wildly!

Watching flying Soul Masters roughly as strong as himself fail to withstand even one move, Feng Xiaotian felt waves of cold creep through his heart!

This was simply not an opponent he could contend against!

What happened to this being training?

Who brought someone to a slaughterhouse for training?

"He's so strong. His strength has likely surpassed that of a Soul Douluo!"

"He clearly looks several years younger than me. How can he possess such strength?"

"One wrong move, and I could die! This isn't training. This is risking my life!"

While shocked, Feng Xiaotian began to think of retreating.

He had come along for training because he knew there was only one Titled Douluo in this battle, Li Xin!

Had he known there was such an expert here, he definitely would not have come!

"Damn it! The intelligence was wrong! The Chang'an Empire has more than one Titled Douluo stationed here! There are other experts as well!"

Feng Bailong sensed that the White Tiger Youth's strength was extraordinary, and his expression gradually turned solemn!

"Xiaotian, leave first! I'll deal with him! Once I'm done with him, come back and attack the city!"