"A-Ning!" Yun Juncheng on horseback saw Yun Ci Ning jumping off the horse desperately, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he hurriedly let the guards who were closer to her grab her arm and drag her back, Yun Ci Ning, who was restrained, struggled for a long time, but couldn't see the situation on Feng Jue's side clearly, and cried: "You let go of me, let go of me!" ”

Yun Juncheng shook his head helplessly, he shouldn't have brought her over today.

He can't die, he can't die anyway! The eyes were firm, and for the first time in the peach blossom eyes, all the gentleness and elegance faded, and instead of incomparable perseverance, Feng Jue was like that, holding the spear tightly with two hands, just two inches from his chest, gritting his teeth and insisting.

The pain spread along the ten fingers of the palm of the hand that was worn by the sharp spear, and the blood dripped on the dark shirt, but it quickly soaked into the cloth, and there was no sign of injury at all. Obviously he was about to faint in pain, but Feng Jue gritted his teeth and insisted, trying to find a gap to get up from the ground, but he received Feng Yun's mocking smile, his eyes were about to split, and his original inky eyes turned into a strange red, and Feng Yun stabbed the spear like a demon.

Listening to a muffled snort, the blood-stained hands were powerless to parry, and the spear that stopped in mid-air pierced into the flesh mercilessly, and the blood splashed everywhere, and Feng Jue, who was lying on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood like a puppet who was lifted up and fell down.

"Protect the girl." Yun Juncheng turned around and commanded, tightened the reins, and before Feng Yun could stab Feng Yun for the second time, he directly threw the spear in his hand, and the spear with the red tassel pierced through the layers of resistance, and with an inexplicable force, it shook the weapon in Feng Yun's hand.

"Here come the guns!" Yun Juncheng roared, although he was old, his voice spread far away like a bell, and the soldiers behind the horse threw the spear into the air, picking, turning, pressing, and gripping, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Juncheng steadily caught the spear and slapped the horse away.

Feng Yun, who was interrupted from a good thing, hooked his lips slightly, and turned his head to look at Yun Juncheng who was patting the horse very dissatisfied, his vermilion eyes were staring at the prey, and he didn't need any weapons in his hands, and he flew towards the horse with a lifelong leap, and his figure turned into a white light and shadow, disappearing like a ghost, and just before Yun Juncheng could react, he appeared behind the horse again, not only easily snatched the spear in his hand, but also kicked Yun Juncheng off the horse by the way.

The older Yun Juncheng was twisted to his waist by this fall, and his painful facial features were displaced, even so, no one who brought so many soldiers was Feng Yun's opponent, and what was even more terrifying was that Shui Yuehan, who received the news, had already arrived with the people of the Bingli Sect, and Feng Yun's side had a few more people.

And the elites of the Patrol Pavilion and the Qiu Chasi who are guarding the palace, even if they are one against ten, they can't compete with this wheel battle with many people, not to mention, there is also a Feng Yun who has already been killed. Most of the soldiers have been sent to Wusu to fight against the big cannibals, and the palace is defending the void, and Feng Yun has taken advantage of the loophole, and he is full of regret.

Feng Jue twisted his eyebrows, watching Yun Juncheng struggle to get up, and said with some difficulty: "General be careful, Feng Yun seems to be a little wrong!" ”

Feng Yun was wrong, he could naturally see that his eyes were red, it was normal to be weird. That guy didn't let go of Feng Jue, who was seriously injured, at all, and just wanted him to die, one knife wouldn't work, and another knife would be made.

The people of the Bingli Sect had already broken open the fourth palace gate, and although they knew that Feng Yang couldn't hear what was being said here, Feng Yun still laughed wildly and said, "Feng Yang, that's how you became the emperor?!" Hiding in the Ninefold Palace like a shrunken turtle and letting them come out to sell their lives, what kind of hero! ”

"Since you don't come out, then I'll take some trouble and solve them one by one." Seeing that no one responded, Feng Yun smiled again on her face, and walked towards Feng Jue, Yun Chenning, who was dragged by the soldiers, couldn't stand it anymore, even though she knew that the current situation was very dangerous, she still couldn't help but run towards him.

This feeling of watching her closest people disappear in front of her is too painful, she doesn't want to try again, the blood-colored memories of her past life are full of her mind, sitting in the carriage, she can only look through the transparent glass, watching the face gradually turn pale, the blood spilled so close, so real, but blocked by the glass.

She banged on the window and shouted, but no one could hear her. In a trance, I don't know where the strength came from, and I broke free from their hands. At this moment, there is nothing in her eyes, danger and war are not as important to her as Feng Jue.

Even if you can die with him, it would be good.

"A-Ning!"

"Little white porcelain, don't come here......" Feng Jue's voice sounded a little weak, and Feng Yun's mocking laughter sounded in his ears again, "What a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks, I will send you to hell together today!" With that, he shook off Yun Cining, who wanted to pounce with one hand, and stabbed at Feng Jue again.

Between the lightning and flint, a white figure came out of nowhere, stepping on a lone crane, and the sound of the crane was accompanied by a distant but strange sound of the piano, so that the soldiers who were still fighting had to stop and wait to see who appeared.

But in the sky, the white figure and the purple figure are staggered, the figure jumps, the foot is light, and it falls steadily on the eaves, and the woman in purple clothes who is light like a peacock floats in front of her with a purple tassel decoration.

Before everyone could react, the white figure jumped down from the wall, and the blue gossip diagram bloomed in the air, and Feng Yun, who wanted to attack Feng Jue, was like being locked by an invisible chain, unable to move at all.

Taking advantage of this gap, the white figure lifted his breath and directly took Feng Jue and Yun Juncheng to the high platform, temporarily out of danger, and Feng Jue, who was stabbed once, was still bleeding from his chest, and his lips were no longer bloody, so he could barely stand in place with the pillar beside him.

The gossip map could only trap Feng Yun for a while, and when the time came, Feng Yun immediately reacted to who was the most threatening person in front of him, and glanced at the purple-clothed woman who was sitting on the eaves and playing the piano like a master in the world, snorted coldly, flew in the air, stepped on the tiles and went around to the person from behind, and was about to raise his hand to stab her, but saw that the person plucked the strings unhurriedly, and the purple light group forcibly blocked the spear outside, which did not have the slightest effect on her.

Looking at the battle situation below, it has already changed drastically, those bamboo leaves and scorpions who listened to the sound of the piano are like human nature, and the people who pick Feng Yun bite them, and the poisonous soldiers' lips turned purple, and after a while, they lost their strength in the fight and were easily put down by the other party.