As soon as Yan Chaoyang's words fell, the Dragon Soul Spear turned into a blue lightning bolt, piercing Liu Chengfeng's heart.

Liu Chengfeng's face changed and changed, he knew that even if he blocked this blow, the next blow would not be spared, and after weighing, his own life was more important, so there was wind under his feet, and the whole person was forced to rise three feet tall and dodge this blow.

The Dragon Soul Spear sank deep into the thick wooden door of the Spring Pool Gate, and no blood burst out.

Liu Chengfeng looked down, and his face suddenly became very ugly. It turned out that as early as when he was dodging, Liu Chengcheng slipped away first, causing him to hesitate for a long time and almost didn't dodge.

Liu Cheng naturally also saw Liu Chengfeng's performance, and was glad that he had escaped first, otherwise it would have been miserable.

The father and son have a tacit understanding at this point, which can be called a perfect match.

"Bear the wind, take advantage of the ...... now"

At this time, Yan Chaoyang's blow missed, Liu Cheng's heart moved, and he started the idea of Yan Li, who was meditating as if no one was around. As long as Yan Li is caught, he can instruct Yan Shan Thief to be used as a spear tonight, and he can kill whoever he wants, which is a huge temptation.

Such a temptation is enough to make people take risks.

It's a pity that Liu Chengfeng also has Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Father stopped Yan Chaoyang, I'll deal with Yan Li!"

He has a deeper idea, as long as Yan Chaoyang chases him, he will escape, but his chances of victory are greater, because compared to him, Liu Cheng is a greater threat.

Of course, Liu Cheng has this concern, but he has to send the arrow on the string, if he stops, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be targeted by Yan Chaoyang, it is better to fight.

The movements, dialogues, and eye expressions of these two fathers and sons all reveal the details of each other's calculations, which almost make onlookers laugh.

Yan Chaoyang didn't smile, he never liked to laugh, but there was a kind of sadness in his heart. If you abandon your loved ones, you will be punished.

The father and son didn't realize that Yan Chaoyang had already sentenced them to death in their hearts. They don't know Yan Chaoyang's likes and dislikes, and if they do, they will at least deliberately act in a scene.

So, if you want to deal with a person, you must first know what he likes and what he hates.

Yan Chaoyang pulled out the Dragon Soul Spear, stomped his feet with his back to the father and son, and the blood-colored aura quickly extended outward, and two bloody hands poked out of it, grabbing them at a faster speed.

At this critical moment, the father and son finally did not beg for mercy like a straw bag, but became ferocious, mobilized a large amount of vitality, drove the core of the method, and rushed towards Yan Li at a faster speed, trying to catch Yan Li before the blood-colored aura exploded.

In their eyes, as long as they catch Yan Li, all this nightmare will end.

It's a pity that they don't have a chance anymore, because a spear arrived at Yan Li's side faster than them, almost in the blink of an eye, the Dragon Soul Spear passed them and landed on Yan Li's side.

Dark blue brilliance poured out from the gun's body, and gradually intertwined into Yan Chaoyang's appearance.

"Damn it!"

The father and son were in dire straits, turned around and fled.

But they forgot that there was still a bloody hand wrapped around their feet, and suddenly felt a strong pull, and they were involuntarily pulled to the ground, and when they looked down, they saw a dense wriggling bloody hand, poking out from the blood-colored aura.

Liu Chengfeng's face was full of fear, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Wind Emperor!"

He mobilized all his vital energy, and a strong hurricane gushed out from his body, repelling all alien energy outward.

Liu Cheng's heart moved, and he broke free with this explosion, turned around on the spot, and his own wind power poured out of him, and then jumped outward, hooked a guard with both feet, and threw it towards the blood-colored tentacles that were pursuing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Chengfeng's heart gouged out by blood-colored tentacles, and the latter stared at him with extremely resentful eyes in the terrible screams.

He shuddered, and the wind under his feet became stronger, and he fled for his life.

Yan Chaoyang's eyes were indifferent, the dragon soul spear slammed the ground slightly, and the blood-colored aura suddenly rushed over like a ghost, and when it reached Liu Cheng's feet, it was like a huge sea urchin, "Xiuxiu" gave birth to horizontal and vertical blood thorns.

Liu Cheng was directly strung into a bloody man, and then fell to the ground, motionless.

Where the blood-colored gas passed, the men and horses of the lieutenant division suffered heavy casualties......

This should not be called a battle at all, but rather a massacre.

It was a brutal massacre. There was not a single one of the more than 20,000 people left in the lieutenant division, all of whom were killed at the Chunchi Gate, and the bright red blood covered the bluestone slabs of the square, staining the bricks of the walls, flower beds, and flagpoles.

The side defending the city was also close to death, and the city tower had long been occupied by Yanshan bandits, but the killing did not stop.

I don't know how long it has been, when Yan Li opened his eyes, there was almost no one standing in the field except for Yan Shan Bandits.

The remaining captives are being beheaded.

The last captive was Ma Guanshan, who felt Yan Li's gaze and looked back coldly: "Is this a plan at the beginning, or was it decided temporarily?"

Yan Li really can't answer this question. He shook his head and said, "The result is all the same." ”

Ma Guanshan laughed coldly: "Ha! Yes, the result is the same, you can insist that it is 'the winner of the king and the loser', but you will have to bear the condemnation of conscience for the rest of your life, no matter how you make up for it, you will not be able to be redeemed." ”

"Killing, for whatever reason, is a sin. I have been unforgivable in my sins, and I have never had the luxury of being redeemed. Yan Li came to Ma Guanshan, "Do you have any last words?"

It wasn't until this moment that Ma Guanshan felt Yan Li's determination, and he fell silent. At this moment, he got the answer from his heart, he still has a great future, and he doesn't want to die.

Talk to Yan Li about friendship?

It's useless, from his blood-red eyes, all he can see is madness, and there is no reason to speak of.

It's better to say that it was the so-called friendship that gave him the opportunity to say his last words.

Realizing this, he suddenly felt a deep sense of anger, and he felt that he was worthy of the word "classmate", but their friendship was only to the extent of the last words.

"You're in pain......" he muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?" Yan Li didn't seem to hear clearly.

"I said, you're in pain. Ma Guanshan said mockingly, "I know that you love Your Majesty, but I don't know for what reason you betrayed her, but you are very painful, and you can't go against your heart...... I now find that you are really pitiful, carrying the burden of having to do it against your will, and you are not as alive as a dog. ”

"Shut up!" The bloody wound was sprinkled with salt, and Yan Li trembled in pain.

Yan Shiyi and Yan Chaoyang glanced at each other.

Seeing this, Ma Guanshan's heart was full of happiness, and he sneered: "Unless you kill her today, she will definitely hate you, hate you to the point of desolation, and you will never be able to be together." Or you live and carry her resentment, or you live and hurt each other until one dies......"

"Shut up!" Yan Li pulled out of the cliff and stabbed down from the top of Ma Guanshan's head.

"Be merciful under the sword!" At this moment, an unfolded jade fan burst through the air like a flywheel, knocking the cliff away. At the same time, a figure rushed into the field with lightning speed, caught the jade fan, and snatched Ma Guanshan from under Yan Li's nose.

The person who came helped Ma Guanshan to come to the closed door of Chunchi, untied Ma Guanshan's shackles, and let him lie on the door, then turned to Yan Li and said: "Brother Yan, even if you don't remember the friendship of classmates, is there no trace of the past fighting side by side in your heart?"

"Lian Hai Changjin, you are killing yourself!" Yan Li's face almost distorted.

The person who came was Lian Hai Changjin.

Lian Hai Changjin's face was full of righteous indignation: "Brother Yan, even if you die today, I will stop you from continuing to make mistakes!"

"Okay, then I will fulfill you!" Yan Li was furious and was about to rush up, but was stopped by a person.

Yan Shiyi glanced at Yan Chaoyang and said, "Have you forgotten what your identity is?" As the dragon head of the Yanshan thief, what do you have to do with the two nobodies, let Chaoyang go." ”

Yan Chaoyang comprehended, and rushed to Lianhai Changjin.

"If you want to stop me, kill me!" Yan Li didn't listen at all, so he rushed over.

Yan Chaoyang did not kill Lian Hai Changjin, the two sides fought equally, but as soon as Yan Li came in, Lian Hai Changjin immediately fell into the disadvantage, and he almost died several times.

At this moment, a faint voice of the flute came from far and near: "Young Master Yan, the bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore." ”

The sound of the flute is accompanied by a quiet and ethereal voice, when I first hear it, it is still far away in the sky, and then I smell it as if it is in the ear, it is not particularly pleasant, but it reveals a kind of otherworldly dust, which makes people have the urge to worship for no reason.

Everyone followed the prestige, from the direction of the Suzaku Gate, slowly walked a spotless woman, she had a pair of godless but particularly pure eyes, the snow-white jade flute played an indescribable graceful note under her lips, each note, as if through the bottom of the heart, to the depths of the soul, so that the restless killing intent gradually calmed down.

The person who came was the Prajna Floating Picture.

"Lian Hai Gongzi, Ma Gongzi, you get out of here quickly. ”

Lian Hai Changjin reacted and hurriedly helped Ma Guanshan to escape.

Yan Li wanted to catch up, but the flute was loud, his head suddenly ached, and he gritted his teeth: "If you want to die?"

Prajna Futu said softly: "Young Master Yan, if killing Futu can make you put down the butcher knife, Futu is willing to feed the demon with his body." ”

"Li Kov!" Yan Li snorted.

"Wow!" Li Kov couldn't help it for a long time, and turned to the picture of Pranya Futu suddenly, "Stinky girl, stop your requiem for me, the old lady who listened to it is annoyed!"

Yan Li was about to catch up, but was stopped by Yan Shiyi, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly: "Get out of the way!"

Yan Shiyi said lightly: "Enough." ”

"I said get out of the way!" Yan Li let out a low growl.

Yan Shiyi raised his voice slightly: "I said, enough!"

"Wushuang is dead!" Yan Li was emotional.

Yan Shiyi stretched out his hands, pressed Yan Li's shoulders, looked directly into his eyes and said, "You listen to me, the deceased is gone, I can only miss it, not entangle." The living should carry the wishes of the dead and live in peace. The blood sacrifice is enough, you still have to kill, I don't object, but you can't afford the consequences of killing, your soul has been occupied by a curse, your heart continues to collapse, and in the end all that awaits you is destruction. ”

He pressed Yan Li's head heavily on his shoulder, "I said it's enough, don't carry everything by yourself, you let your brothers be embarrassed, you know that if you rely on it once in a while, we'll die, bastard!"