The officers and soldiers who were originally surrounding the old man and Xu Muchuan were shocked and retreated under the momentum of the blood guards of the Baifeng family.

Everyone around the entire killing platform knew that the old man in front of him was the world-shattering Zhenyuan King, and this old man was the belief of the Beiyuan Kingdom.

"King Zhenyuan, he is the King of Zhenyuan." The majesty of the warden suddenly dissipated without a trace, and he just stood on the high platform in a daze and muttered to himself.

Xu Muchuan saw the hundreds of Feng family blood guards coming step by step, he couldn't help but shed cold sweat and said softly: "What is this called, it really doesn't leave me a way to live." I'm not as good as if I was cut just now, it's a hundred. ”

The Feng family's blood guards have been fighting in the frontier with Feng Qingyu for more than ten years, and have gone through hundreds of bloody battles, large and small, and they have been branded with bloody battle intent.

"Boy, grab the corner of my coat and don't let go, or you'll really die." The old man turned his head back slightly, and then said solemnly to Xu Muchuan.

"Oh, old ...... Uncle, do you think we still have any hope of living? Xu Muchuan grabbed the corner of the old man's clothes tightly in a little panic, Xu Muchuan knew that the current situation could only unconditionally trust this old man who had been with him for more than half a year.

The old man stared silently at the mighty hundreds of Feng Family Blood Guards who had stepped in.

Feng Qingyu closed his eyes sadly, he knew what the old man Ximen Xiong was thinking in his heart, he could only live with Ximen Xiong's will.

"Catch the thief Simon Xiong, on!" Feng Qingyu let out a loud shout, and then tilted his gray-haired head to the other side.

Hundreds of Feng family blood guards immediately rushed towards the old man and Xu Muchuan. For them, Feng Qingyu's words are everything, and anything Feng Qingyu says is to be completed with his life.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the Feng family's blood guard stabbed at the old man with an extremely sharp spear.

The Feng family's blood guard knew the identity of the sloppy old man in front of him, he was the faith of hundreds of thousands of troops in the Northern Abyss. If he could, how could the Feng Family's Blood Guard draw his spear against the Zhenyuan King, who had great achievements in the past.

But Feng Qingyu had already given the order, so no matter who the Feng family's blood guards were, they were not afraid to rush over.

Suddenly, the old man glared at this moment, and then kicked off the tip of the spear in his own hand with his right foot, and the old man didn't want to let the soldiers who fought for the Beiyuan Kingdom die here.

"Just let me see how many pounds and taels you bring out the soldiers!" The old man glanced at Feng Qingyu who turned his head from a distance, and the corners of the old man's mouth were not afraid at this moment, but there was a hint of relief.

The old man took the spear that had broken the tip of the spear, and swept it fiercely towards the hundreds of blood guards who rushed over, and swept it with one shot, so that many soldiers dodged it.

Xu Muchuan tightly grasped the corner of the old man's clothes and did not let go, he bowed and moved tightly with the old man's steps.

"Don't you want to be so fierce, it's the same as filming, one is a hundred, it's really fake!" Xu Muchuan was terrified when he heard the sound of weapons fighting, and he was talking nonsense to himself.

Because the old man had broken the tip of his spear, the soldiers he stabbed did not die, but only suffered some internal injuries.

In the past, the Zhenyuan King who fought in all directions was so majestic, but now he was besieged by the Beiyuan soldiers he guarded, which really made people feel endless sadness.

The meaning of Zhenyuan is actually obvious, but if the Beiyuan Kingdom did not have him Ximen Xiong, then it would have dissipated on this vast land long ago, and how could it be compared with the Shu Kingdom and the Leaving Country today.

Every shot of the old man swept away, and every shot stabbed away, it was his disappointment and sadness in this northern abyss country. But the old man couldn't change anything, he only hoped that he could save Xu Muchuan, because Xu Muchuan had saved his daughter Ximen Rou.

The old man only wanted to do something before he died, so that he could leave this place without regrets, and leave this place of right and wrong.

Unconsciously, the old man and Xu Muchuan had already killed to the bottom of the killing platform.

"Sit tight, boy." Suddenly, the old man shouted loudly at Xu Muchuan.

Xu Muchuan was shocked and subconsciously shouted: "What? ”

The old man held a broken spear in his right hand and repelled the soldiers who rushed over, and then the old man grabbed Xu Muchuan's hand with his left hand, and he used all his strength to throw Xu Muchuan into the air.

Shout!

"Ah........." Xu Muchuan was like a broken kite sliding down in the air.

With a pop, Xu Muchuan, with the help of the old man, actually sat on a war horse parked outside the killing table.

The old man stood quietly next to the war horse that Xu Muchuan was riding.

"Your sister! Can you remind me in advance, it's scary, okay? Xu Muchuan lay on the back of the war horse and gasped deeply, his heart was about to jump to his throat.

"Boy, at this point, it depends on your own creation whether you live or die." The old man turned his head coldly and said to Xu Muchuan, who was lying on his horse.

Before Xu Muchuan could react, the old man suddenly picked up a spear and stabbed the buttocks of the war horse under Xu Muchuan's crotch.

The warhorse screamed suddenly, and then galloped towards it without hesitation.

"Ahh I don't...... I can ride a horse! Xu Muchuan desperately grabbed the neck of the war horse, and his legs clamped the belly of the war horse, for fear of being thrown out by the war horse's wild gallop.

The old man looked at Xu Muchuan, whose back was about to disappear, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on! Let me see how powerful the Feng family's blood guard is. The old man turned to stand on the road where Xu Muchuan left, blocking everyone on the other side.

The old man's appearance is obviously to stop this group of officers and soldiers, hoping that Xu Muchuan will have a chance to leave here.

"Boy, I have repaid your kindness, and it will depend on your own creation in the future." After the old man finally glanced at Xu Muchuan, whose figure was getting smaller and smaller, he muttered with a sigh of relief.

Feng Qingyu supported his emotions, and when he saw Xu Muchuan who was riding a war horse away, he didn't let a team of people chase after him, because this was Ximenxiong's last hope.

And the prison officer knew that he was not qualified to meddle in a series of things of the upper echelons of the Beiyuan Kingdom, but Xu Muchuan, who escaped, was the key criminal he wanted to behead, and the prison officer naturally didn't want anyone to say that he deliberately let go of the key criminal.

Therefore, the supervisor immediately reacted, and he sent a team of cronies to make a detour from behind to track down Xu Muchuan's whereabouts, hoping to arrest Xu Muchuan back.

The old man stood motionless on this wide avenue, as tenacious as an ancient pine.

"I'm tired, it's time for a good rest......"

The old man stood in place and looked in the direction of the palace in the depths of the capital, his eyes surging with countless emotions.

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