"Daddy......" A stream of blood is like a little rain flower, spewing out from the mouth of Gu Xiaofan, falling slowly, like a firework about to disappear.

"Little fan-" Ye Fusheng's eyes were about to split, and he pushed Nangong Ji away, and the five sharp blades fell to the ground, but in the blink of an eye, more swords besieged him.

Nangong Ji was slammed on the edge of the ring, and his heart couldn't help but feel angry. Small fan, small fan...... When she was in danger, he could only watch these chaotic footsteps, listen to the noisy roars around him, and couldn't move at all! That damn man pretending to be Gu Xiaofan's father, sooner or later he would break his neck and throw him into the mountain stream to feed the wolves!

"Little fan!" Jian Jingran rushed to the ring in a hurry, but was stopped by the people of Jian Mansion.

"Young master, the princess commanded, young master must not show his edge again!"

"Get out!" Jian Jingran shook off one person fiercely, and immediately two more subordinates blocked him with swords, "Young master, the old lady's advice, the young master has all been forgotten!"

"Get out, get out!" Jian Jingran was heartbroken, and the snow sword danced wildly, entangled with the two.

Dad...... Gu Xiaofan is like a paper kite with a broken thread, fluttering and shaking, as if falling into a never-ending abyss.

Why, she couldn't see anything clearly?

Why, so dark, so cold, that long sword seemed to cut through the light curtain of the world, bringing her into another nightmarish world.

"Ah Xu...... Ah Xu ...... "Gu Xiaofan was hungry and searched around in the familiar streets and alleys of Lingguan Town.

Why is Ah Xu gone? Daddy is also gone...... Why would the people of Lingguan Town stuff steamed buns into her hands? She didn't want those steamed buns, she wasn't a homeless beggar, she had Ah Xu and Ah Dad.

Ah Xu, why are all the cats, dogs, chickens, and ducklings gone, and the little flowers in the crockpot, why didn't they bear peaches?

Ah Xu, I'm so hungry.

Ah Xu, saline edamame...... I want to eat salted edamame.

The remnant red is falling, the broken string is in love, the dead leaves are scattered, where is Xiaoxiang, Ah Xu...... This nightmare...... When will I wake up?

"Little fan!" a white shadow flew through the air, holding Gu Xiaofan tightly into his arms.

His eyelashes trembled, he was helpless, the corners of his lips were bloody, weak and pale, and his small fan, like a butterfly with broken wings in the night, wandered away in the world that did not belong to him.

"Little Fan ......" hugged the delicate body trembling gently in his arms, his voice was choked, and his heart was like a knife.

It was his negligence, since the strange fragrance could trigger Shen Yunpeng's demonic nature, when the lock smoke silk was attacked, how could his small fan be spared.

"The one who stands in my way - death!" Shen Yunpeng Feng's eyes flashed with hideous hatred, and he raised his long sword again.

The unstoppable sword was forcibly intercepted in mid-air by a dagger about five inches long and dark in color.

"Heart-Eroding Dagger!!" someone in the ring exclaimed.

"Shen ...... Shen Yunpeng!" The brown-clothed military general looked at the dagger holder in amazement, and scolded angrily, "You are disobedient, you dare to use force against King Xuan, come and take him down!"

"No need!" Lin Yiren coldly spat out two words, and a jet-black cold light went straight to Shen Yunpeng's throat.

On the platform, Lin Qitan was watching, Lin Jianzhi was watching, and Rimoshu was watching, but he couldn't take care of it anymore. Shen Yunpeng's eyes were blood-red, obviously controlled by the demons, blood shadow magic skills, he wanted to challenge the most mysterious and weird martial arts in the rivers and lakes, no matter success or failure, he had to stand in front of her.

Before the dagger arrived, the long sword had been swung out in the wind, and the cold air of the forest swept through the sky, suddenly turning into layers of sword light and sword shadows, like a waterfall and a rainbow, sweeping away.

"Yiren!" Gu Liuying exclaimed.

"Concubine Qin," Lin Qitan's eyes were uncertain, "It seems that what Jian Zhi said is not wrong, since Yiren has that girl in his heart, why not let him show his face in front of everyone?"

Gu Liuying's lips turned pale...... This sword, devastating, this sword, shocking the soul, this sword, the three zhang around the Lin Yi people are shrouded in sword qi, there is no way to dodge, unable to advance or retreat, it is like a huge whirlpool enveloping the two of them, and all the power is towards the beautiful figure.

"Falling Cloud Finger!" A brilliant and dazzling golden light rushed straight up, passing through the layers of sword light and sword shadows, and at this moment, the sword qi in the sky suddenly froze.

Under the ring, the thick bamboo pillar foundation emitted a series of frightening popping sounds, and on the ring, the heavy bluestone slabs fell apart and shattered.

"Escort! Escort!" was in chaos, and rows of soldiers in golden helmets and armor waved their guns and halberds, and gathered around Pinxuan's downstairs.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Gui Shinan, Feng Jintai, and Gui Huaichuan were sweating profusely, and rushed into the Pinxuan Building.

Upstairs in Pinxuan, Qiao Xiuyan and the guards had already raised their swords solemnly and were waiting for them.

"Your Majesty's ......" Wu Hansheng stepped forward cautiously, "Gui Taifu asked the emperor to return to Jingpei Palace for a while." ”

"Avoid?" Lin Qitan smiled proudly, "This is my world, if these thieves can scare me away, the emperor they are loyal to will inevitably be too bad!"

"Your Majesty. Wu Huansheng bowed and retreated.

The dust raised by the air waves blurred everyone's eyes, and Gu Xiaofan lay quietly in Yanxu's arms, like a soulless body.

Heartbreaker Dagger...... Yan Xu raised his eyes slightly, looking at the dark dagger in Lin Yiren's hand. This is the first time that the Lin Yi people have shown their blades, divine weapons, and once they are unsheathed, they will see blood.

The long sword danced, the black mangs were shining, the light and shadow were intertwined, and the sky and the earth changed color...... Shen Yunpeng's momentum became more and more amazing, Lin Yiren's expression became more and more solemn, and when the roaring sword clamor crossed his ears, Lin Yiren finally found Shen Yunpeng's flaw.

"Lonely Soul Palm!" Lin Yiren spared no effort and made a decisive move.

"Yiren can't-" There was a sudden rush from under the ring.

Su Zhuoyun and Lin Yi's hearts sank. Su Zhuoyun even called himself by his name in public...... What is he anxious about? Lin Yi's mind turned sharply, and the palm wind immediately turned around.

Rows of drums and weapon racks crashed to the ground, and a flag broke off from it and staggered into the crowd.

For a while, exclamations, scoldings, crashes, all kinds of hustle and bustle came and went, and the panicked crowd pushed and dragged me, running around, and in the blink of an eye, people turned on their backs and turned into a pot of porridge.

"Rely on strength, don't exert force!" Su Zhuoyun shouted.

Lin Yiren's eyebrows jumped slightly. In this way, the greater the force, the stronger the power of the backlash, and the reason why Su Zhuoyun was seriously injured before was because he had endured the dual power of himself and Shen Yunpeng.

No wonder, Shen Yunpeng's momentum will become more and more amazing...... Lin Yiren saw his treachery, and his heart was suddenly certain. It's just that, how can he break Shen Yunpeng's Blood Shadow Divine Skill?

Whoosh - The Regent Sword followed like a shadow, stabbing at the Lin Yi people in a continuous manner. Lin Yiren took offense as defense and retreated again and again, and Shen Yunpeng's momentum really weakened slightly.