In the distance, Yechen stood there quietly with a smile on his face, neither speaking nor moving. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmph, it looks like you want to die early!" Seeing this Yechen, the oil and salt did not enter, and the white-eyed old man also completely lost his patience, since he knew that Yechen was not a member of the cultivation sect, he had already had a killing heart for Yechen.

The white-eyed old man moved, and the talisman on his thigh emitted a faint yellow glow, which made the speed of the white-eyed old man completely able to reach the previous speed, and he came to Yechen's front in a moment, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the light and shadow of the Dao, wiped Yechen's clothes, and stabbed towards Yechen's soft abdomen in an extremely strange way.

"It's useless!" Yechen smiled, his palms were as black as ink, and he actually slapped towards the long sword with such a pair of fleshy palms.

"Bang"

At this moment, the scream came, and there was a whistling on the long sword, trembling, the long sword swayed like a snake, and Yechen's palm, castration did not stop, stretched out two fingers, clamped the blade of the long sword, and actually slashed it like this.

The sound of metal rubbing made the trembling people's hearts sour.

The two fingers were like steel, and they were fiercely pointed on the handle of the long sword, and the strength was directly transmitted to the past, and the white-eyed old man snorted, and the right hand holding the long sword actually trembled, and a feeling of muscle soreness came from the arm.

"How is that possible!" The sharpness of the long sword, the white-eyed old man naturally knew it very well, but it was actually blocked by the young man in front of him, with a pair of fleshy palms, isn't it, his palms are harder than steel.

But he didn't know that Yechen's body was comparable to the body of a zombie, and the strength of his body was completely comparable to a magic weapon.

And the long sword in the hand of the white-eyed old man, although it is not a mortal thing, but it has not yet reached the level of a magic weapon, like a wooden sword, how can it pierce the iron sword, a truth.

Yechen smiled slightly, Senior Brother Jiang Ning, was taken away by Xiao Kui at this moment, Yechen was naturally able to give it a go, only to see the black qi on Yechen's body swirling, turning into a black wind, and rushing towards the white-eyed old man, like a crazy bison.

That's right, it's such a crazy collision, although Yechen has practiced the 'Corpse Emperor Decision', but in the Forging Pulse Realm, it actually belongs to the cultivator to improve his body, and he is not really good at fighting, so Yechen has no means of attack at all.

Everything is based on this strong body comparable to a magic weapon, which makes every attack of Yechen have great power.

And the white-eyed old man seems to have poor donkey skills, after all, he has not joined the cultivation sect, all the cultivation methods and resources are provided by the palace, and the achievements and all the methods of attack are not too different from the people in the rivers and lakes, just because he has cultivated the innate method of attacking after all, and he has realized some of them.

But after just a few moves, he changed back to the way he played like a mortal.

And Yechen's body, his sword qi can't break through at all, and with such a crazy use of spiritual power, his body is gradually unbearable, he is not like Yechen, with the supplement of the sacrificial bone tower, he can squander it wantonly.

Only half a pillar of incense time passed, and the white-eyed old man's face couldn't help but be pale and colorless, as if his body was declining, and Yechen, who saw all this in his eyes, worked harder to kill the white-eyed old man.

And the old man in the back, although his heart moved, he had his own thoughts, but at this moment, he couldn't let this white-eyed old man die like this, otherwise, the next moment, he would face the attack of Yechen and Fan Tiesheng, no matter how arrogant he was, he wouldn't dare to do so.

At this moment, seeing that the white-eyed old man was gradually exhausted, his body suddenly moved, and at this moment, he also consumed a yellow talisman, and slapped towards the top of his thigh, and the speed surged, directly bypassing Fan Tiesheng on the side, and coming towards Yechen'er.

With the help of the old man, the pressure of the white-eyed old man suddenly decreased, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the offensive in his hand couldn't help but weaken a lot, obviously trying his best to reduce the consumption of spiritual power at the moment.

Yechen naturally knew the reason why the white-eyed old man did this, but he was entangled by the old man at the moment, although the old man's attack could not hurt him, but in his palm, he could easily seriously injure him, but the problem was that the old man's thigh also had the yellow talisman, and the speed was three percent faster than Yechen, and if there was no head-on conflict, Yechen would not be able to hurt the other party at all.

The battle situation was so deadlocked, but in an instant, Yechen's eyes lit up slightly, and Fan Tiesheng in the rear at this moment actually rushed over quietly, his body had already been seriously injured, but after such a period of healing, he had recovered two or three percent of his strength, and at this moment, he was like the last straw that overwhelmed victory or defeat.

The spiritual power consumption in the body of the white-eyed old man at this moment is very high, his face is like a blank piece of paper, without the slightest blood, if he continues like this, I am afraid that it will hurt the fundamentals, at this moment, he naturally took the opportunity to retreat to the rear, wanting to recover some spiritual power slightly.

But at this moment, Fan Tiesheng caught up and stopped his back road.

The white-eyed old man is angry, Fan Tiesheng, a half-dead remnant, where did they put it in their eyes before, at this moment, his spiritual power is only such a thin layer, although Fan Tiesheng is seriously injured, but at this moment, it is slightly stronger than him.

"Haha, Yechen, I didn't expect that I would be able to help in the end." Fan Tiesheng's face was bloodless, but at this moment, it was big and small, and his face was a little abnormally flushed.

Fan Tiesheng, the exercises he practiced, also taken from the palace, are very similar to the two of them, and the moves are also very similar, but Fan Tiesheng, because he has been using the double hammer, pays attention to strength, although he does not have a double hammer in his hand at this moment, only relying on a pair of palms, but the power is still not small.

and the white-eyed old man, it was inseparable, and for a while, he couldn't tell the high and low. But Yechen understands that the old man with white eyebrows is already at the end of his strong crossbow, or in a few moments, his spiritual power will be completely consumed, and at that time, he is not much stronger than the people in the early days of the day after tomorrow.

But Fan Tiesheng's situation is also not very good, although the spiritual power in the body is a little more, but after all, it is a seriously injured body, and it is obviously trying its best to support it, I don't know who will kill the deer, it depends on who can hold on to the end.

And Yechen's side, the fight is tepid, Yechen's speed is not as fast as the old man, he can't get close to the old man's body at all, so naturally he can't hurt him, and the old man is also helpless in his heart at the moment, Yechen's body defense is too strong, his attack power is one level lower than that of the old man who bought for nothing, and he can't even break through the layer of black fog on Yechen's body.

How should this be fought, the battle situation is actually so dry.

However, after such a buffer of time, the defenders of the south gate gradually appeared in their sight.

Yechen's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but curse himself for forgetting them.

At this moment, although they can't take anyone, but this full 100,000 defenders will come, with Yechen's body being tired at the moment, and Fan Tiesheng can fall at any time, it is difficult to break through strongly, and it is ......

Yechen's spiritual sense covered it, and Bilian, under the big tree at this moment, found the roar coming from here, as well as the mobilized army, and naturally wanted to see what was happening here, and actually ran towards Yechen and them.

This made Yechen even more anxious, Bilian didn't talk about spiritual power, even the most basic internal force didn't exist at all, if they really found that they had something to do with themselves, I was afraid that the final result would be very bad.

On Fan Tiesheng's side, it is obvious that both of their bodies are extremely consumed, and the movements in their hands are a lot slower, it seems that it will be over sooner or later.

Just when the night was in a dilemma, in the sky, a chirp came.

Yechen couldn't help but be overjoyed, Xiao Kui actually came, obviously just now, Xiao Kui had already placed his senior brother Jiang Ning in a safe place, and when he saw Yechen, they had not returned for a long time, so they rushed back again.

Xiao Kui's appearance can be described as a charcoal in the snow, the night is overjoyed, the black qi in his hand is condensed, and the old man is forced to retreat with one palm, and his body rushes forward, rushing towards Fan Tiesheng and their battle situation.

The white-eyed old man couldn't support it for a long time, and at this moment, seeing that Yechen actually forced the old man back, he actually killed himself, and his heart was even more anxious, but the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, and when he saw the dark palm slapping it, he could only instinctively stretch out his hands to block his façade.

"Boom"

If the body of the white-eyed old man is like a kite with a broken line, it is directly hit by a palm, and the sound of 'clicking' bones breaking comes from his hands, and the body of the white-eyed old man directly flies upside down into a pile of rockeries, and the stones are splashed, and I don't know what the situation is.

Without the white-eyed old man, Yechen grabbed Fan Tiesheng's shoulder in his hand, carried it directly on his back, moved his body, and quickly fled in another direction, Fan Tiesheng's body had already exceeded the limit, after seeing Yechen carrying himself on his shoulder, the ruthlessness in his body dispersed, and his body suddenly softened, and he actually passed out like Jiang Ning.

Yechen sighed lightly, this Fan Tiesheng is worthy of being a man, and he has completely survived until now.

The city guards at the south gate were running along a straight line towards Yechen's battle situation, while Bilian was a little on the left hand side of the city guards, Yechen naturally knew this, and slightly bypassed the city guards and ran quickly towards Bilian.

And the old man turned his head to look at the pile of rockeries, his eyes were complicated, and he didn't rush over, but rushed towards the direction of Yechen's escape again, but the discerning person could see at a glance that the old man obviously didn't show a hurry, just tepid, and hurried at a normal speed.

In the blink of an eye, Yechen came to a small open place where Bilian was at this moment, and after feeling the movement, Bilian's beautiful eyes naturally showed a look of joy, and she said excitedly: "My lord." ”

"Let's go!" Yechen at this moment, but he didn't want to explain anything, there were 100,000 troops behind him, if he was surrounded, the consequences would be unimaginable, Yechen stopped Bilian and hugged him, and ran towards the south gate at the fastest speed again.

"Your Excellency!" Yechen's right hand, at this moment, is holding Bilian, when she is far away, Bilian's body is naturally slightly tilted, which makes Bilian's plump and tightly attached to Yechen's strong arms, and her body can't help but heat slightly, her face is red, and her ears have already been burned.

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