Bai Qiuluo and Zhiying were inseparable, and Lin Fei'er also got the news of Zhang San and Bai Qiuluo's battle early, and rushed over with the Biqing Sword, and was relieved to see that Zhang San was fine.

The people on the tower also began to defend, and there was another wave of siege, and they had to turn back from the surprise they had just had.

But it was said that in the city, Lu Finland and Qianxing, as well as some Lu Finland's cronies and soldiers who came in with Qianxing by the tunnel, were outside the granary at this time.

All they had to do was burn down the granary, and the rest would be done.

The rocket had already taken the bow, but they knew it was futile, and that they couldn't burn down the granary, at least for the other day.

Outside the city, the executive shadow was no longer supported, but Bai Qiuluo seemed to still have the strength, and without any consciousness, he knocked down the executive shadow, and then sent the executive shadow away with a sword.

Immediately after, Bai Qiuluo's empty gaze looked at Zhang San, as if a hungry beast had seen delicious food, and pounced violently.

All the soldiers in the middle are one sword and two sections.

Zhang San immediately blocked with his sword, and the big sword and black feather were taken out, but they were still repulsed.

The strength was too exhausted before, Zhang San already felt weak in his limbs, and after this blow, he couldn't even stand up.

The legs trembled disobediently, and Zhang San thought that after this sword, he was almost finished. 35xs

Bai Qiuluo's sword stabbed over, but it didn't stab Zhang San.

Zhang San felt a slight chill beside him, as if midwinter was coming.

Zhang San looked to the side, wearing a green coat fluttering, his face was cold, and he lost his usual smile to himself, just like when he first met.

"Phil." Zhang San muttered.

But Lin Fei'er's strength should not be able to block this sword so easily, Zhang San looked along her arm, an ice-blue sword was held in her hand, and behind Lin Fei'er, it was frozen all the way.

The starting point of this frozen road seems to be the Chinese military tent, and Zhang San remembers that he threw the ice spirit there yesterday.

The sword in Lin Fei'er's hand is an ice spirit, which can be described as a sword of death.

Watching the faint qi and blood flowing into the ice spirit, Zhang San clearly knew that the ice spirit had been activated. This doomed Lin Fei'er to death.

"Xianggong." Lin Fei'er shouted, and smiled at Zhang San.

This means that Zhang San has no strength at all now, otherwise he would have to slap her and do such a stupid thing.

He tried to stop it, but he couldn't.

Lin Fei'er moved, the ice blue sword light was accompanied by the fluttering green clothes, on the other side, the phoenix sword was snow-white, and the white robe was like snow.

Tsing Yi fights white, in the air, on the ground, cyan and white are intertwined, and it is extremely gorgeous.

But with the splendid and real death, the place where it passes is the land harvested by the scythe of death, and there is no living mouth.

Lin Fei'er tried her best not to move to Zhang San's side.

Try your best to go to Chang'an City, the Tang army on the city wall was about to resist the attack of the Yan army, and now it is about to suffer this unwarranted disaster.

In an instant, the soldiers defending the city fell one by one like cutting wheat.

This is a level that martial arts can't reach, no matter how strong they are, there are times when they are tired, but the strength of the two of them is not only the strongest in the world, but they will not be tired until their lives are exhausted.

In the city, in the palace, Li Xiang heard about the place where the battle between these two masters had spread, and immediately asked all the masters to attack, and it was necessary to make the two of them not get close to Chang'an City for half a step.

But Li Xiang took the master of Da Nei too seriously, not to mention that he drove the two out of the Chang'an City Tower, but if they got a little closer, they were directly torn apart by the sword qi.

In desperation, they had to send more troops to resist, and as the battlefield of the two entered Chang'an City more and more, the Yan army had almost occupied the city tower.

This had to continue to send additional troops to guard the city tower, which has been at the city gate.

The soldiers and horses in the granary have been mobilized now, and although Qianxing and the others, who have not yet launched rockets, do not understand what is going on, they know that it must be a good thing.

Hide immediately, and when all the mobilized men and horses leave, there will be some people left, and the rockets will shoot first, and then they will directly rush over and kill the soldiers and horses in the handles.

Then set fire to the grain.

The soldiers and horses who had just reached the middle of the war shouted that the granary was on fire, and immediately returned to fight the fire, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was too late.

The flames were soaring, and after rushing to support the castle tower, he immediately ordered the chief general to save the castle tower first regardless of the granary.

But one by one, the soldiers looked at the miserable scene of the castle tower, and one by one turned around and ran away on the grounds that they were in the granary.

Qianxing came to see the situation, and after seeing it clearly, he came back and said to Lu Finland: "The plan has changed, you go back to the palace first, there is no need for us." ”

Lu Finnish agreed, and then returned to the palace with his cronies.

Outside the city, Tsing Yi and Bai Yi were still entangled, Zhang San recovered a little strength, and was about to rush up, but was stopped by many generals.

When Lu Finland returned to the palace, Li Xiang saw Lu Finland returning, and immediately asked, "Where has Concubine Ai gone these days?" ”

"The concubine is going to help His Majesty dispatch soldiers and horses these days." Lu Finland said perfunctorily.

Now at the critical juncture, Li Xiang didn't think about it so much.

Immediately, the Imperial Guards came to report: "The granary is on fire, and now the granary is about to be burned down, and the fire is still ongoing." The tower had been occupied by the Yan army, but it did not continue to attack the city gate. ”

"What about Zhang San? Is Zhang San dead or alive now? Li Xiang asked.

"Before the loss of the city tower, I had already seen Zhang San seriously injured, and now I can't see the situation when the city tower is lost, but the Yan army has not attacked, I'm afraid Zhang San is finished." The Guards said.

When Lu Finnish heard this, his heart suddenly felt a pimple.

"Okay, as long as Zhang San is dead and the dragons are leaderless, let's see how he still does against me." Li Xiang said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, now that the granary is on fire, there is no food, and our army is already disheartened, I am afraid that even if Zhang San is dead, we have no intention of fighting again." The Guards said.

"I have ten thousand households in Chang'an City, how can they have no food, so I quickly go to collect grain, and each family has two hundred stone of grain." Li Xiang shouted.

"This ......" the Guards wanted to say something.

"Don't go yet." Li Xiang shouted.

"Yes." The Imperial Guards immediately went down, and took the people with them to collect food.

Two hundred stone of grain, this has just passed the winter, if it is said that the big family is okay, which of the ordinary people can take so much grain.

I can't eat enough at home, let alone give it to this court.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling, and there was a riot in the city, and all kinds of absurdities in the world.

It's okay for some people close to the city gate, after all, the Royal Forest Army didn't dare to go over, and they were killed by random arrows in the past.

And, Lin Fei'er and Bai Qiuluo fought from outside the city to the city, and now, from inside the city to outside the city.

Tsing Yi vs. White Clothes, like a picture scroll, immortal.