"Be careful......

"Hurry back!"

Exclamations rang out all around.

Yun Feifei just spoke, which was to play a weak female stream who had gone through a catastrophe and finally got out of the sea of suffering.

Of course, she is not an acting, as long as she puts her emotions into her memory and says what she has seen and experienced, she can make everyone sad and uncomfortable.

Especially her identity.

If it is a peaceful year, this kind of golden branches and jade leaves should enjoy endless wealth and glory at this time, and it is held in the palm of the hand. Because of the Jurchen barbarians, they will end up like this.

The strong contrast makes people feel worried and regretful.

Even a rude sergeant with a strong heart will have a trace of softness hidden in his heart, and as long as it is touched, it will hurt to the bone.

But now, someone actually killed such a poor woman?

All of a sudden, the crowd was agitated.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Xiao Nan's mouth, and he just watched quietly.

His hands hung down to his sides easily, and he didn't look worried.

The spirit is sensitive, and the spiritual platform is clear and transparent.

He clearly felt that the middle-aged eunuch had a vague murderous intent, deeply entangled in him.

Killing the princess is fake, killing yourself is real.

It's also easy to understand.

No matter how disrespectful Yun Feifei is to the court and dissatisfied with her own father, it is also her own family matter.

Wang Chengzong, who was a slave of Song Gaozong's Zhao Gou family, would not dare to kill his master's personal blood in front of everyone, even if he gave him hundreds of guts.

In this way, Xiang Zhuang danced the sword, which was intended for Pei Gong, and who was the target, it was needless to say.

......

Wang Chengzong's figure was fluttering, flashing in front of Yun Feifei like smoke and mist, and the sword qi was fierce, piercing straight to the front of her throat, and a cold snort could be heard from her side.

"It's not going to work. ”

A dazzling white sword aura suddenly appeared.

Ye Wentian, who was dressed in a green shirt with low eyebrows and lowered his eyes, was originally just standing idly on one side, unnoticed.

At this moment, as he drew his sword out of its sheath, a sword stabbed out.

The momentum on his body soared into the sky, like a peak standing on the plains, and the sword aura soared three feet fiercely.

"Ding......

The sharp and piercing aftersound shook the minds of everyone around.

As soon as the two shadows of blue and white were merged, the sword shadows were swaying, and they exchanged three more swords.

Circles of ripples vibrated in all directions, and the blades of grass turned into fine powder and fluttered around.

No one noticed that at the moment when the two swords clashed, there were two more people beside Yun Feifei silently.

One has a white beard and white eyebrows, and a gray cloth wraps his head, while the other has a beard like a needle and a burly figure.

The old monk of the net and Ouyang Ying of Sanjiang in Tiezhang Town also moved.

Xiao Nan had guarded against someone who was unfavorable to Yun Feifei in advance, this was a big killing weapon in his hand, so he naturally couldn't help but guard against it.

It's not to prevent assassination, but to prevent others from grabbing her and threatening herself.

Yun Feifei's luck can be said to be good, or it can be said not to be good.

She entered the secret realm and possessed this body would have been safe, if she had kept it.

But how to say it, Princess Zhao Shenyou has never cultivated martial arts, and her body is too weak to do it, so there is a fly in the ointment.

Everything has been practiced from scratch, and being able to practice to the level of second-grade refining tendons today can be regarded as Yun Feifei's profound heritage and has gained a lot.

In the face of ordinary generals, she can still parry, but in the face of real masters, she can't even react.

It's no wonder that Xiao Nan has an extra heart and asks someone to protect her.

"Poof......

The ripples of the sword circle shocked, and Ye Wentian, the sword of Zhongnan, took a few steps back and returned to Yun Feifei's side, the long sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and a hole was cut by the sword blade on his left cheek, and blood beads oozed out.

Wang Chengzong's body flew upside down like a magpie, turned into a light and shadow and retreated, and he spit out blood in mid-air.

The sharp-eyed ones could see that he had been hit by a sword in the shoulder, and he was drenched in blood.

Just now, the two clashed, and the shot was as dense as a rainstorm, and there was a line between life and death.

This time they separated, each was injured, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Before a heart was completely let go, it was raised again.

I saw that Wang Chengzong's retreating figure not only did not stop, but became faster and faster. With a thunderous momentum, he retreated in front of Xiao Nan with a bang......

The thin sword in his hand was pointed out behind his elbow, and the target was pointed directly at the heart.

This change was so fast that everyone didn't react.

Just after the fierce battle, the prince was wounded by a sword, but he changed the target of the assassination in an instant.

He even used his own injuries as a cover-up, and when everyone thought that he had failed, he brazenly showed his fangs......

Wang Chengzong's shot was indeed so deep that he didn't even expect Yue Fei, who was standing not far away, to have this move.

"In vain. Xiao Nan laughed, and his left hand was already stopped in front of his chest for some time.

The five fingers are bent and stretched like a Buddha holding a flower, and with a slight pinch without a trace of fireworks, he pinched the blade of the sword.

The wind was like a tidal wave, and only a few strands of his hair were blowing.

The old monk Jingyuan, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He only felt that Xiao Nan's fingers were more sophisticated and old than he used them, mellow and natural.

For a moment, he even suspected that he had practiced in the wrong direction for decades.

When he exchanged martial arts in the day, he had only performed it once, and the other party had already learned to learn well, and he was even more talented.

This kind of talent makes people can't even get up with jealousy.

Wang Chengzong's sword was useless, and he only felt that he had pierced into the steel wall, and he could not advance any further.

His heart was so big that he didn't care about the aggravation of his injuries, his feet fell to the ground, his waist and abdomen twisted, and his body spun sharply.

With the strength of the reverse wrist, the muscles on the arm swelled, and the sleeves of the shirt exploded with true qi and rushed towards the blade.

All or nothing.

Xiao Nan looked at the other party with all his might amusedly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

I've been caught with a weapon, and I still don't give up?

Compared with strength, how can a martial artist who practices qi be comparable to a martial artist who is a fellow practitioner of qi and blood.

He flicked his wrist.

Airplanes......

A beep sounded.

Wang Chengzong could no longer grab the thin sword in his hand, and the five fingers of his right hand snapped at the same time.

His eyes were horrified, and he wanted to retreat again.

The light in front of him flashed, and the bright silver light swished, shooting through the heart and shooting backwards, until it sank into the ground.

Wang Chengzong froze in all his movements, stunned in place.

Looking down at the fist-sized hole in his chest, the light was shining through the sky from behind......

His eyes were dark, he struggled to stand up straight and looked to the south, and hissed: "Your Majesty, the old slave has been loyal to you......"

Before the words fell, the standing figure fell straight back, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat a glance.

"With this kind of heart and strength, how good it is to kill the golden dog......" Xiao Nan sighed, flicked his sleeves, as if dusting off a little dust: "Cruel to his own people like a wolf, he wags his tail and begs for mercy on foreigners, and it is not a pity to die." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Hui and shouted softly: "Come on, please ask Lord Song and Marshal Yue to go down and rest, and all armies will be ready to fight......"

"Yes, General. ”

Li Wan and Xiao Longbow led a few sergeants forward.

Their eyes were full of excitement and excitement, and they didn't hesitate at all.

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