At the moment when Yu Changsheng was about to fall to the ground and shattered his bones, Yan Donglai came to the bottom of the sea to catch the moon, grabbed the jade belt around his waist with one hand, and used all his strength, and his right arm was violently lifted up, only to hear a click, Yan Donglai's right arm was forced to break through the huge external force, and the ulna of the broken forearm turned outward, breaking through the shackles of the skin and protruding outside, and the miserable white bones were daunting in the cold night.

But at this time, he was so engrossed in rescuing Yu Changsheng that he didn't know it at all. When Yu Changsheng was lying on his back again, the intense pain hit his heart.

"Ahh

The severe pain was about to make Yan Donglai lose consciousness, and at this critical moment, Yan Donglai quickly moved his qi to the tip of his left index finger, sealing his right arm and several major acupoints at the centripetal point at lightning speed to relieve the pain sensation, and at the same time ripped off his belt to quickly fix his right arm and hang it around his neck.

Seeing this, Yu Changsheng wanted to reach out to help, but Yan Donglai shouted: "You just have to command the big array well, don't worry about me!"

Changsheng nodded, straightened his waist again, and began to command the Flying Heaven Immortal Great Array. The Yan army, which had already begun to show a rout, gradually stabilized its position and began to gradually encircle and annihilate the remnants of the dark army below.

At the end of the road, even weak rabbits can bite, and what about these murderous bandits?

The yellow-faced general still kept throwing the flail in his hand into the air, but now that the other party was on guard, everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the sharp sound of breaking the sky. As soon as the terrible voice roared, all the soldiers and men took refuge one after another, and who would dare to go to the front? Although there would be a short loosening of the formation, many casualties were reduced.

And the yellow-faced general is not willing to be pressed to the ground and beaten by the Yan clan, he has also tried to perform the technique of leaping into the sky several times. But the attacks from the sky were so dense that he couldn't go up after two or three feet of jumping. He had to unwillingly throw his flail on the ground over and over again in vain.

"Could it be that I want to be loyal to the emperor here?" Fang Kuo's big face covered with beads of sweat was full of unwillingness. The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, and before he came to change the guard, he only heard from the dead people in the mountains, rocks, soil and sand that the defenders in the water city were extremely weak this day, and they could be trampled down in a moment. After coming, these Sun Worship Sect generals had a night banquet, and they had to hold a reception banquet for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan glanced back at the collapsed tent of the Chinese army, as well as his colleagues who had long since disappeared.

"You shouldn't have poured those bowls of yellow soup too much, otherwise you wouldn't have suffered this bird's anger here?" Feng Yan scolded loudly. "The beacon for help has already risen into the sky, I hope the big brothers can come to the rescue as soon as possible!"

That's why he still fights.

"We must disrupt this broken formation as soon as possible, even if it is for him to stop for a moment!" Feng Yan thought to himself, but his eyes were staring straight at the incomparably bright and vivid fire flag in the night sky.

A flail was thrown out and wrapped around an incomparably thick ironwood flagpole, ten feet high, with a black golden sun banner at the top that hunted in the night wind.

Feng Yan pulled his hands back vigorously, only to hear a stabbing sound, and the thick flagpole of the grinding disc was torn off like that. Feng Yan took a few steps forward, raised the flagpole above his head with both hands, ran forward quickly for a few steps, and then jumped high with all his might, and then thrust the flagpole into the ground, and the whole person flew into the air, heading towards the two brightest fire flags in the night sky.

Just when the flagpole reached the highest point, Feng Yan used both hands to use this ironwood flagpole to move himself up three or four feet high, just when a general of the Yan clan who was fighting with all his strength touched it.

Just when the general of the Smoke Clan reacted and was about to attack the Wind Clan, the Smoke Clan general came first and kicked the man on the lower abdomen, and the Smoke Clan general spat out blood and fell headlong.

However, with the help of kicking him, Feng Yan flew a long distance in the direction of the fire flag. His eyes could already see Yu Changsheng's face clearly, and the flail in his hand had already flirted out.

Yu Changsheng naturally hadn't heard the terrifying sound of breaking the air, but Yan Donglai had heard it more than once. But at this time, Yan Donglai's arm had been broken, and the other arm had to support Yu Changsheng to prevent him from falling from the sky again.

It is not easy to maintain your body in the sky, and it is difficult to carry an adult on your back.

And at this moment, the fatal blow is coming in a blink of an eye, and the two powerless people are about to be killed.

Yu Changsheng let out a wail, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he was ready to die. But Yan Donglai was born as a military general, and even if the warriors of the Yan clan died in battle, they would only open their eyes and watch the enemy die.

Just when the two of them were about to confer their heads, they only heard the sound of the wind behind them, and a black shadow quickly rushed out from the side, blocking Yu Changsheng and Yan Donglai in front of Yu Changsheng and Yan Donglai like a heavy city wall.

In the darkness, the gold and stone collided with a dazzling light, plus a series of teeth-itching crashing sounds.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood gushed out in the inky night like a rainbow after rain.

"Cong Xu!" Yan Donglai then saw the face of the comer clearly with a flickering light, and saw that it was his own Yan Cong Xu, who couldn't help but be shocked, and even forgot the sharp pain in his arm.

Yan Congxu vomited blood, and only said, "It's good to catch up!" and lost consciousness and fell headlong.

Yan Donglai and Yu Changsheng on his back had nothing to do but shout.

At this moment, Zhuo Hua, who had just repelled the siege of the four dark masters, heard a strange sound from the air, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see that there were shadows in the night, and it seemed that a person was falling rapidly from a high altitude.

He didn't have time to think about whether it was friend or foe who fell, and immediately raised a wave of true qi and soared into the air, rushing straight at the man.

After two or three breaths, Zhuo Hua saw that it was none other than the reckless crowd that fell.

At this moment, he didn't have time to think about why Yan Congxu fell from a high altitude, and hurriedly transported a wave of qi to hit it urgently, and when this qi was about to approach Yan Congxu's body, he reversed the qi energy, and only used Yicheng's skill to devour the galaxy to catch the rapidly falling Yan Congxu and slowly pulled it in front of him.

Zhuo Hua stretched out his hand to his wrist, feeling that Yan Congxu's pulse was weak and strong, and he was in a hurry, and he secretly screamed in his heart, and then he took Yan Congxu to Yan Donglai and Yu Changsheng's side.

"What just happened?" Zhuo Hua asked eagerly.

But no one has answered his question yet, and the wind that made the plot just now has been killed. After the blow that was determined to be won just now was blocked by Yan Cong Xu, who was stuck in a bar, Feng Yan was annoyed, and he had to knock out this command center of the enemy army today, so he hurriedly killed here and met Zhuo Hua.

As the saying goes, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. With the tattered dark military uniform on Feng Yan's body, Zhuo Hua didn't want him to return to the ground alive.

"Bang bang bang!" three qi qi quickly emanated from Zhuo Hua's palm, heading towards the upper, middle and lower roads of the wind corpse.

Seeing that his opponent was not a good stubble, Feng Yan frowned, and used another flail to swing up and down to block the energy that ran towards his throat and lower abdomen.

But the flail was heavy after all, and after two swings in a row, there was no time to come back to block the momentum that attacked his legs.

At the last moment, Feng Yan used a force in his hand to throw the flail in his hand towards Zhuo Hua's front door, and with this reverse force, he rolled backwards, not only dodging the third move that attacked him, but also hitting the opponent with a strong counterattack.

Just when Zhuo Hua's three moves had just been sent out, and the flail that the wind had fought back had not yet arrived, Zhuo Hua handed the unconscious Yan Cong Xu to Yan Donglai with his broken arm with one hand, and grabbed the Yu Changsheng on his back with the other hand and put it on his back.

"Go back to the city and heal. "When life and death are at stake, there is no way to explain too much.

Just as Yan Donglai nodded and left reflexively, the fatal flail with a sharp sound of breaking the air had arrived.

Zhuo Hua didn't dare to slack off, he knew that this thing was menacing, and when he saw Yan Congxu's bloody arms, he expected that this blow was not as simple as it seemed.

He didn't try to take this blow with his usual luck, but single-handedly carried the Devouring Galaxy in the air to disturb the surrounding aura in the direction of the flail's attack, dragged the flail to draw a strange circle in the air, and then threw it back in the direction of the wind falling.

"Give back to the other in his way. Wonderful!" Yu Changsheng shouted excitedly on his back, but he still didn't forget to wave the fire flag in his hand to command the Flying Heaven Immortal Great Array.

Zhuo Hua saw that there was an opportunity, so he took the belt around his waist and quickly tied Yu Changsheng to his back with his backhand.

"You can command with peace of mind, and I am here to keep you safe. Zhuo Hua didn't look back, just said this sentence flatly.

Yu Changsheng and his people too? He would not know what this sentence meant to him? This most noble person in the void escorted himself, and he was so honored to be a down-and-out scholar. So he straightened his back and commanded the Yan army in the air around him more attentively, and suppressed the dark army that had just had some counteroffensive momentum.

Looking at the wind again, just now a backflip has not stabilized the body, but the familiar sound of breaking the air is heard in his ears.

It was his own flail, and Feng Yan subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the flail's flight route was very strange, and the route he threw out and then swirled back was completely different from the one he threw out and then swirled back before.

"What is the origin of the other party, it is so difficult?" At this moment, Feng Yan was a little doubtful of his strength.

Before coming here to change the guard, he always thought that with his cultivation of the fourth rank of the god rank, not to mention that he was invincible in this void, at least no one dared to underestimate him, just a Tianshui City, located in the desolate Xiqizhou, what peerless master could there be?

That's what he thought before he saw the weirdly flying flail, but now he regrets a little, regrets coming to this place.

However, what is the use of regretting? Feng Yan is now in the air, with nowhere to borrow strength and nowhere to dodge, and the only way to do this is to take this trick hard.

The flail tore first through the armor that covered Windfall's chest, then burst into scattered sparks as it touched his steely skin. But this time, the flail did not stop moving forward because of this collision, and continued to go deeper under the impetus of Zhuo Hua, smashing the bones of the wind that were like steel and iron, and the head of the flail smashed deeply into his chest, but the chain and handle of the flail remained outside. The first magic weapon that the Dark Clan was proud of, the body of the copper wall and iron wall, was like a broken silk under this blow.

This time, the people who fell to the ground finally had the turn of the Dark Clan.

With the fall of the Wind Fall, the other low-ranking officers of the Dark Clan gradually gave up their resistance. As soon as they stopped resisting, the puppet servants were like puppets with broken strings, and one by one they seemed to have their souls drained in an instant, and they all went limp.

The armies, which had lost their unified command, fled for their lives. When gathered, it is like an iron tower, and when it is scattered, it is like yellow sand. That's probably the scene. But the Yan Clan army in the air will not let them escape so easily, these murderous demons, each of them has the blood of the people of Tianshui City flowing on their hands, and the blood debt must be repaid with blood.