A few loud dragon groans rang out in the north, and several long dragons hovered over the clearing, and several pairs of dragon eyes looked down. They were the same dragons who had escorted the five-clawed golden dragon back to Weishui in the north.

"What's going on?" one of the dragons asked, the blow just now was really loud enough, and they were all aware of it as far away as Weishui, so they left one to take care of the golden dragon, and the others were afraid of an irreparable situation, so they rushed towards this side frantically. When I came here, I saw this picture.

"It's all right here. Wu Xu raised his head and smiled tiredly at the long dragons: "It's really hard for you." ”

"What did you say. ”

Wu Xu sighed: "The matter of our Wu clan is over, but the stubborn stone of Nanshan has already rushed to Fengfu Yumen." The old man was not strong, and he really couldn't stop him. Can you please ask a few more people to work hard......"

"You don't have to worry. Her Royal Highness the Princess has gone to stop him. A few dragons said that on the way back to Weishui, they happened to meet the female batu who came out.

"Her Royal Highness the princess, Wu Xu will never forget. This is the big boss of the inn who learned that Princess Nuba really disobeyed her father's order in order to help herself, and came out of Weishui in the north, and she was moved to tears for a while.

"Which princess, Your Highness?" Wu Ji suddenly spoke, and suddenly remembered again, and the memories that had been sealed for thousands of years surfaced from his mind again: "Could it be the daughter of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the princess Nuba?"

"Exactly. ”

"Alas. I don't know. Wu Ji sighed again: "It seems that even if I win you, I won't be able to enter the Fengfu Jade Gate." ”

"Then the stubborn rocks of Nanshan can't enter. Wu Xu replied firmly.

Kyushu space, Teiqiu City.

The battlefield in the high sky of the city has been emptied, and only the low-altitude battlefield occupied by the Great Witch and the Third Rank Wizard level, and the street battlefield in the city occupied by the Second Rank Witch, the First Rank Witch and even the Witch Boys.

The latter made the battle situation even worse because of the orange cat and others who rushed over from Jinguancheng, especially Li Dazhuang and Wushuang.

These two Transformation Realm martial artists, who are comparable to the strength of the Great Witch, fight low-level Lich Clan warriors and low-level Demonic Beasts like cutting leeks.

Wushuang likes to fight with Warcraft the most, Warcraft's body is hard, his fists are harder, and every time a punch is swung out and a Warcraft is killed, it makes him hearty.

"It's so cool!" He rushed into the interior of these enemies, as if he was a tiger entering a flock of sheep, his unmatched fists were wanton and chic, as if he had entered a no-man's land, and he fought for a long time, but none of them could catch his three moves.

Although Li Dazhuang was slightly inferior to him, he also formed an absolute suppression of those Lich Clan's warriors and low-level demonic beasts. I saw blood splashing around these two people on the battlefield, severed limbs and broken arms flying around, someone howling miserably from time to time, and beasts screaming from time to time.

With them joining, the fighting in the streets of the city quickly subsided, as all the enemies were slain.

"Whew-"

Wushuang and Li Dazhuang stood in the middle of the street, soaked in blood, and there were dense corpses lying around their feet, both human and beastly.

The orange cat meowed softly, found a small piece of land with not too much blood to lie down, raised its paw and licked it gently, and washed its face with saliva. The hair on its body is also stained red with blood, although its strength is not as good as that of the martial artists of the Transformation Realm, but in addition to not being able to stay in the air for a long time, it is not much weaker than the third-rank sorcerer, and it is still easy to deal with these second-rank and second-rank sorcerers and below.

Ying Cang and Jiang Li are also covered in blood, there are enemies, and there are also their own, their strength is not as good as the first three, in this war, they can only be regarded as the upper middle level, so they are more or less injured.

The innkeepers who survived the war, as well as the martial artists and worldly cultivators who fought side by side, also stopped to breathe, and each of them was covered in blood and injured to varying degrees.

The war below is over, but on the city buildings, the war in the low altitude is not over, and those great witches and three-rank witches are still fighting hard.

Wushuang looked up, patted Li Dazhuang, asked him to look up too, and said, "Keep fighting!"

"Okay!" Li Dazhuang responded.

These two people didn't know how to work lightly, so they had to climb up the building, but fortunately, their hands and feet were neat, and they climbed to the top of the building three times and five times.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw that there were already people on the roof of this building.

"Uncle Liaofeng?" Li Dazhuang looked at the middle-aged man with a spear in his hand with some uncertainty.

The middle-aged man turned his head and stared at it for a while before he recognized that this young man covered in blood was Li Dazhuang: "Da Zhuang." ”

Liao Feng and Li Dazhuang had both lived in the inn branch of Yannan City, and the two had brief contact, so they still knew each other.

"Your hand?" Li Dazhuang finally realized that Liao Feng's left arm was gone below the elbow, no wonder he felt something wrong just now.

Liao Feng hummed softly, and continued to turn his head to look at the people flying back and forth above his head, and the martial artists who jumped up with him before, were also dead and wounded. He only lost one of his forearms, which was actually considered lucky.

Alas, the gap between martial artists and cultivators is really big. The skillful skills and subtle tricks of a martial artist could not be brought into play at all on such a large-scale battlefield that was almost chaotic, while the domineering techniques of a cultivator could be reckless.

His spear was two-handed, and now without one hand, the spear would not be as strong as it should be. Therefore, he could not go up to fight again, but could only stare coldly at the battlefield, paying attention to their every move.

"You have to hurry up and heal your injuries!" Li Dazhuang stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to grab the remaining severed arm, but was dodged by Liaofeng.

The acupuncture point on his arm was sealed as soon as he broke his arm, and the bleeding had stopped, and it was only a small part of his arm, and he would not die.

"It's dangerous here, you and your friends go down quickly. Liao Feng glanced at Wushuang, and silently praised it in his heart, good body. He is an experienced and knowledgeable martial artist, and he can see the strength of Wushuang's body at a glance.

"We're here to help with the fight. Li Dazhuang said. "By the way, is my master okay?"

"He's here too. Liao Feng raised his severed arm and pointed to a location in the sky, where people were scuffling, and the figures were staggered, and he couldn't recognize it clearly: "I just saw him there." ”

"Isn't there any injuries on his body?" Li Dazhuang exclaimed, when he and the orange cat left to go to the imperial capital, Ouyang Qi was still meditating on the bed to recuperate from his injuries.

"He's got a lot better. So we came together. ”

"I'm going to protect him. He's still wounded. Li Dazhuang ran in that direction as he spoke, but after running two steps and turning around, he said, "Uncle Liaofeng, you better go down and rest." With me and my eldest brother here, it's going to be fine. ”

Wushuang also nodded heavily, deeply agreeing with this sentence, with his own presence, can he still lose this fight?

"I know what to do. Go ahead. "Liao Feng still doesn't mention going down to heal his wounds.

Li Dazhuang had no choice but to give up persuasion, and jumped to the next building with a runner, and then continued to run forward; Wushuang walked up to Liao Feng, his face full of excitement, and said: "Good man! You are the third martial artist I have ever seen in my life who can stand up to the heavens and the earth!"

"Who are the first two?" Liao Feng smiled.

"My master and me. Wushuang didn't think he was cheeky at all, and chased after Li Dazhuang after speaking.