Next to the Drunken Snow Pavilion, the wind rose, the trees swayed, and the dust in the air flew up, filled with a strong aura of slaughter.

Chu Feifan and the three of them rode their horses and galloped towards Mo Wentian's team, Dian Wei was angry, holding a double iron halberd, and quickly slapped his horse towards Yun Yu Wenmo. Luo Shixin jumped off his horse and quickly rushed towards the other guard with an iron gun.

"Lu Qingyang, Yu Wenmo obeyed the order and went all out to kill the new Emperor of Zichu, the old man didn't want to be his enemy, but now he actually came to the door, then don't blame the old man!"

"Sir, rest assured, the last general will kill him!"

Lu Qingyang and Yu Wenmo rode out, the silver spear in their hands rotated in the air, and a strong murderous aura was released on the figure, and the hundreds of people in the team saw this, and quickly rushed up with a spear in their hands to block in front of the team, blocking Mo Wentian's carriage behind them.

Dian Wei Ying fought against Yu Wenmo, and the suppressed anger in his heart finally had a place to release, and the twin iron halberds in his hands slashed down in the air in a furious volley, meeting the silver light spear that was assassinated in front of him.

Luo Shixin pulled the iron spear on the ground, and his figure stood up in the air with both feet on the ground, and the spear in his hand cracked and slammed into the spear in Lu Qingyang's hand.

Chu Feifan listened to the sound of weapons colliding beside him, the speed of the galloping wind under his crotch did not weaken at all, and the Zhan Lu long sword rose in the air, and the murderous aura rushed straight to the top of the sky.

"Look for death!"

"Everyone listen to the order, release the arrows!"

Mo Wentian's ruthless eyes flashed with anger, and his voice was cold and bone-shattering command.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Hundreds of guards heard Mo Wentian's voice, and before the bow and crossbow on his back could be taken off, they heard a burst of sounds breaking through the air around him, and dozens of arrows shot the guards in front of Mo Wentian like thunderbolts.

Everything happened between the stars and flints, Mo Wentian didn't expect Chu Feifan to hide elite soldiers around this Drunken Snow Pavilion, and his eyes flashed with anger and looked at Chu Feifan, who was close to him.

"Cunning man, the old man killed you!"

Mo Wentian shouted angrily, anger rose on the old cheeks, and the figure rose from the carriage, raised his hand to draw the soft sword at his waist, and stepped into the air to attack and kill Chu Feifan.

Hundreds of guards were slaughtered by the rain of arrows, and half of them fell in a pool of blood in an instant, and a sword light that cut through the void slashed, and the figures of the two guards flew backwards, and the blood mist floating in the void frightened the remaining trembling guards, and the figures quickly retreated.

Chu Feifan looked sideways at Mo Wentian who came from the sky, and the system in his mind instantly transmitted his information, a rich murderous aura rose in his eyes, and the Zhan Lu Sword in his hand quickly changed and released the Nine Absolute Sword Techniques.

"Martial arts master cultivation is high-grade?"

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation was two realms higher than Chu Feifan's, he did not have a trace of fear, the god-level emperor in his body was running wildly, the true qi on the Zhan Lu sword lingered, and every sword light released the maximum power of the Nine Absolute Sword Technique.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After dozens of rounds in a row, Mo Wentian looked at Chu Feifan with a shocked expression, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise into a mysterious smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect the new Emperor Zichu to be the king with the aura of a divine dragon, it seems that the old man's luck is really good, I am afraid that it will be ........... to arrest you back."

Mo Wentian laughed, feeling that he almost seemed to leak his mouth, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes looked at Chu Feifan playfully, and the cultivation of the martial artist on the figure was all released.

"Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen obeyed the order, killed all the people in the team, rescued the man in the carriage and the man in the prisoner car, and quickly retreated!"

The eighteen horsemen of Yanyun hidden in the woods heard Chu Feifan's order, and their figures quickly rushed out of the woods, and suddenly saw dozens of Yanyun eighteen horsemen carrying huge bows, wearing black tiger head armor, and holding silver light cold spears appear, feeling that they were like evil qi from hell, Rao is Mo Wentian is face is stunned.

"What a terrible legion!"

"Are these people really the legions of the Purple Chu Kingdom? I'm afraid that the legion that is as strong as the Mighty Empire will only appear! ”

Mo Wentian looked stunned, his eyes flashed, and his voice trembled.

Two fists are invincible to four hands, and Chu Feifan alone has already overstretched Mo Wentian, and now he has suddenly rushed out of such a powerful army, which makes Mo Wentian fall into a difficult situation.

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw to Wuling City!"

"Hurry up and withdraw to Wuling City!"

Mo Wentian's panicked voice sounded, and the figure that rose in the air quickly swept towards the carriage where Nangong Xi was. But at this time, there were less than thirty remaining guards under the slaughter of Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen, and they were already frightened, and they all ran towards Wuling City in a panic.

Seeing this, Chu Feifan's figure rose from the horse's back and chased in the direction of Mo Wentian's sweep, and the sword light in his hand flew out like a thunderbolt and slashed down on Mo Wentian's back in front of him. I could only hear the sound of space shattering, and the sharp cold light slid down in the air.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Mo Wentian felt the cold light coming from his back, and turned around and the soft sword in his hand was unpredictable, like a wandering dragon, colliding with Chu Feifan's Zhan Lu sword.

The sword light was raging, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

The two fought together, Mo Wentian had no time to get out, on the other hand, Yu Wenmo and Lu Qingyang, under the violent attack of Dian Wei and Luo Shixin, the two were also defeated and retreated, and they were too busy to take care of themselves.

After Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen rescued Nangong Xi and the man in the prisoner car, he quickly retreated and disappeared on the official road, Chu Feifan looked at the carriage that was gone, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his arms were spread and the figure retreated backwards, and he stepped on the back of the horse and frantically patted the horse and galloped forward.

"Dian Wei, Shixin, don't want to fight, retreat quickly!"

Smell.

The twin iron halberds in Dian Wei's hand volleyed down, knocking Yu Wenmo's figure back, and Hui Ma followed closely behind Chu Feifan. Luo Shixin's iron spear was inserted into the ground, and a huge spinning earth dragon devoured Lu Qingyang, the scud under his feet was released, and the figure quickly came to the horse, jumped on the horse's back and disappeared on the official road.

"Chu Feifan!"

"Chu Feifan!"

"Today's humiliation, the old man must repay you twice!"

"Yu Wenmo, Lu Qingyang, quickly return to Wuling City with the old man, Chu Feifan, you take away Nangong Xi and Chu Yan, so that you can't deal with the honorable, then you will use your Zichu land and your life as a gift!"

Mo Wentian's expression was about to split, the red anger in his eyes flickered, his figure trembled in the wind, and his voice said in a cold voice.

A few miles away from the Drunken Snow Pavilion, Chu Feifan finally caught up with Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry and Guo Jia, he swept off the horse, and quickly rushed forward, but was stopped by Guo Jia.

"Your Majesty, Miss Nangong's situation is not very good now, the emperor is still waiting for her to wake up in the past!"

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