On the top of the Taihe Palace, a shuttle-like figure jumped down quickly, attacking the King of Qi, the moon slashing knife in the sun, at the same time, dozens of black-clothed people followed like a shadow, like a bamboo. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

More than 300 guards around King Qi rose up in response to the call, facing this sudden attack in the air, and the two groups of people fought in the air, comparable to a kung fu blockbuster.

Qiao Lan was startled at first, and then saw her little heart tremble. Feng Qixiang's appearance is simply handsome, and his power is really thunderous.

King Qi was also shocked, and the movements in his hands stopped. He hadn't seen Feng Qixiang, but he recognized the moon slashing knife, and the identity of the attacker was self-evident, but he still didn't know which force the young man who had only emerged this month ago belonged to.

His guards are better than many people, but the opponent's kung fu is superior, and there is no way to tell the winner for a while, and Feng Qixiang, who has been tempered by jade lotus seeds, is even more unstoppable.

King Qi unconsciously clenched the doll in his hand, these three hundred guards were his last line of defense, and there were only a dozen or so guards next to him at the moment, but he felt that he couldn't stop the menacing young man at all. At this moment, a bone-eating ice climbed up his back, and he felt that he had never been so close to death, and black and white impermanence seemed to be waiting for him. Don't look at him doing whatever he wants for thirty years, in fact, he is not unscrupulous, he is afraid of death!

"Snatch back the doll !! of King Kun" Feng Qixiang's voice injected a deep internal force, and the sound was cut in the sky above the Taihe Palace, which was deafening.

The cursed doll has no cracking technique at all, this King Qi already knows, however, caring is chaotic, he subconsciously feels that the other party is coming to grab a doll that has been used, he must be trying to save something, has he found a way to crack it?!

He is not stupid, but he treats Feng Qixiang as a fool, so stupidly he says his purpose openly, and exposes the people behind him.

With a wrong look, King Kun, who was originally paralyzed on the ground under the steps, was gone, so King Qi really thought that he had been fooled. How humble King Kun was just now, the more King Qi felt that his intentions were sinister.

King Kun!! it turns out that he is the one who hides the deepest!!

All kinds of thoughts changed in King Qi's mind in an instant, he threw away the doll in his hand, picked up the tattered doll numbered "three" again, and used the demon knife to frantically draw, pierce/pierce, and even cut off the doll's head at the moment when Feng Qixiang attacked.

Qiao Lan silently watched as she made it herself, risking being found to replace it, and then throwing it in front of her eyes, wondering whether to recycle it. If you take it away, you can't tell Feng Qixiang.

Thinking so, she didn't reach for the doll that was close at hand.

Over there, Feng Qixiang had already fought with more than a dozen guards of King Qi, and as soon as the moon slashing knife came out, whoever competed with him, even if he was one against ten, he did not fall into the disadvantage at all, but after all, two fists were difficult to defeat four hands, and he did not take advantage of it for a while.

If one blow fails, the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to Feng Qixiang, because with the buffer, the Qi Wang Party flocked to protect the Qi King. And that "crucial" doll was always pinched in the hands of King Qi.

The dead soldiers of the Feng family eliminated some of the guards of King Qi and moved closer to Feng Qixiang. The steps of the original few people became a new war zone, hundreds of people were killed, and the scene was chaotic.

Feng Qixiang pretended to snatch the doll in King Qi's hand, but in fact, he was to cover the dead man to get the doll that was thrown away, of course, it would be better if he could snatch the demon knife.

Ugly kills the doll's foothold without a trace, trying to put the doll away first.

However, not everyone is confused by the blindfolds laid by Feng Qixiang, such as the master of Yi Yi who personally placed a spell, he is very confident in his spell, so he does not believe that there is any way to crack it, in a word, King Kun will definitely die, and he will not be able to return to the sky.

With this level of understanding, the master of the first ring looked at the whole situation and suddenly woke up, oops, he was fooled!!

"Behind this kid is King Jin!!"

The angry shout of the master of the first ring was not as blessed by internal force as Feng Qixiang's voice, but he was close enough to the King of Qi to hear what he said. King Qi was like an initiation, and when he looked at Feng Qixiang again, his eyes were scarlet, and he was angry.

Because of the words of the master of the first ring, the doll that was discarded by others became a fragrant bun that everyone scrambled for. The dead soldiers and the guards of the King of Qi snatched the dolls in a hurry, and each had its own casualties.

Feng Qixiang has always aimed at the demon knife in the hands of King Qi, as long as there is no demon knife, the problem will be solved.

Qiao Lan, who had already hid in the space, felt all kinds of guilt, regretting that she didn't put the doll away first, so that Feng Qixiang and the Feng family had to risk their lives to grab the meaningless doll. When she "saw" that the dead soldiers were killed and injured one after another, Feng Qixiang was almost cut a few times, and she really regretted that her intestines were blue.

With the swarming of the Qi Wang Party, Feng Qixiang's side gradually couldn't resist.

Feng Qixiang was covered in blood, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was fighting bloodily, he wanted to grab the demon knife, but he was outnumbered, and he could only watch King Qi get farther and farther away from him.

Thinking of the military order he made to the King of Jin, Feng Qixiang was determined to give it a go, that is, not to look ahead and backward, but to rush forward, which was undoubtedly leaving his back to the enemy to be cut and killed.

However, there was a piercing sound of swords duel from behind, and the expected sharp pain did not come, but there was a touch of warmth on his back, and he turned his head sideways and saw a smooth little head, it was Qiao Lan!

She was afraid that Feng Qixiang, a fool, would take her life, so she took advantage of the chaos to get out of the space and join the battle. Seeing Feng Qixiang's rear lost, she was in a hurry, opened the absolute realm, and in a few flashes, she arrived behind Feng Qixiang, blocking a few sharp knives for him. Those people used extremely heavy machetes, and she still used the absolute realm to block them, otherwise, the pressure could crush her to death, and it was useless to resist.

"Lan'er!" Feng Qixiang was so surprised! Qiao Lan was so annoyed, the soft knife in his hand grazed Feng Qixiang's ear and pierced a sneak attacker, "Fool, what are you stunned!"

Feng Qixiang reflexively brought Qiao Lan into his protection. Qiao Lan was furious again, "They can't hurt me, what should you do, why should you go!Oh no, don't go!" Taking advantage of a gap in the wrong body, Qiao Lan left a sentence in Feng Qixiang's ear.

I changed the doll!

Feng Qixiang was stunned again, and then he understood what Qiao Lan meant, at this moment, he decided that Qiao Lan was the fairy sent by God to wish him a hand. He wanted to hold this little man in his arms and not let anyone covet it, but for now......

Qiao Lan thought that after Feng Qixiang knew that the doll was fake, he would retreat, even if he didn't retreat, don't venture again, who knew that after he sent a few codes to the dead man, he still killed the king of Qi, looking even more crazy than Fang Cai.

Chou also came to Qiao Lan's side, and used the double swords in his hands to set up a densely woven sword net for her to block the attacking swords.