The two glanced at each other, raised their swords, and fought against thousands of troops, there were only 50,000 people behind them, but they still did not admit defeat.

This battle lasted for a long, long time, from sunrise to sunset, the flames of war were everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder broke out everywhere.

Plans are always too good to keep up with changes, and although their plans are very sophisticated, they are still difficult to implement.

Even if the Sultan was invincible in the past, and she was known as the god of war, if there were no soldiers, how could she succeed?

Without soldiers, how can we talk about victory?

The sunset was like fire, bright red, reflecting the river of blood flowing at the moment, and the bones and remains everywhere.

The Sultan held a sword in his left hand, a black armor came out in blood, and the sword in his hand was stained with blood, he was the god of war and the god of killing.

"The god of war in the past, but that's it."

Feng Chenxiao walked up to her in a lofty posture and chuckled.

His soldiers surrounded the two of them, and this time, they were completely annihilated.

"Lord Wang, are you going to break through the city gate?"

Bending down with the wind, this is the most suitable time to break through the city gate and take the former god of war into a powerful position.

"There's no hurry."

He wanted to see what time the man standing on the wall could see!

This person is Mu Xueyi, that's right.

She looked at everything in the city with cold eyes, and she was not moved, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that Mu Xueyi had no intention of making a move, Mu Tingwei actually breathed a sigh of relief, she had no energy, if Mu Xueyi came down.

She can't protect her!

"Take down this honorable Empress Shengya."

Feng Chenxiao bit the word noble very hard, but everyone else could hear the mockery.

Just as the guards beside him were about to take him down, a figure that was so fast that it was impossible to see suddenly appeared, and then suddenly disappeared.

What a weird speed!

Take a closer look, where is there still Mu Tingwei and Sultan here!

Feng Chenxiao suppressed the horror in his heart, and looked in the direction of Chengque, the person who rescued people was not Mu Xueyi, but the man who was standing beside her and wearing the same color robe as her.

The cold and handsome face, dressed in white, is dusty, and from a distance, it is even more dusty like a fairy.

Wulan Bu was created by Luo Yuchen three years ago, he is naturally the highest level, and saving these two is just a matter of an eye.

"Thank you for saving me."

The Sultan's sword stood on the ground, and the blood that was still warm flowed out of the blade, if it weren't for Luo Gongzi this time, she was afraid that she would be more than lucky at the moment.

"Thank you, brother!"

Mu Tingwei felt as if the bones in her whole body were falling apart, and her dark purple clothes were also soaked in blood, looking extremely embarrassed.

And she also has scars of different shades on her body.

After such a long time, they only have a few hundred soldiers left behind, even if one is the former god of war, and the other is the princess who suddenly showed her edge.

Combined, these two men only killed less than 20,000 of them, and they themselves were seriously injured.

Luo Yuchen didn't answer, his expression was indifferent, he turned his back, and no longer looked at the scene of the wreckage all over the city.

Just as Feng Chenxiao was about to give the order to break through the city gate, Feng Nianqing suddenly pointed to that side.

"Feng Chenxiao, why is there so much smoke there?"

Sunset City and Rising Moon City are very close to each other, and Feng Nianqing is a martial arts practitioner, so it is not surprising that he can see it clearly.

Feng Chenxiao turned around and looked, black smoke? How can it be??

Suddenly, when I thought about it, my pupils tightened slightly, and I thought of a possibility.