The inner city is in danger, and Yunyang doesn't care.

Even Ling Xiao's life and death, he didn't care.

However, An Tian, Feng Zhiwei, and Lu Chengyun were also trapped in it.

These people are one of the few people in his life who can be called friends, and he can't care less.

Therefore, after understanding the situation, he immediately set off and came to Lingyun City.

The city that was originally lively was in a depression at this time

The shops on both sides of the street are closed, and the vendors who have been selling in front of the shops for days are gone.

The big city with a population of more than 5 million is like a ghost town at this time, and there is not a single person in sight.

"Stop, don't run!"

At this moment, a sharp cheer came from the front.

A small, scarred, bloodstained warrior was running away in confusion.

Behind him, ten soldiers in black armor with long knives hanging from their waists were chasing with all their might.

The warriors who fled, perhaps because of excessive blood loss, were floating under their feet, and although they ran with all their might, they were still quickly caught up.

A soldier flew up and kicked him to the ground.

The blood from the wound stained the ground red, but the fleeing warrior barely paused, rolled around, gritted his teeth, got up, and continued to run.

But as soon as he got up, he was kicked to the ground again.

This time, he struggled desperately, but he couldn't get back up.

A sturdy soldier stepped forward with a hideous expression, stepped on the fleeing warrior's face with his foot and twisted fiercely: "Run! Why don't you keep running!"

"Damn, I still want to run out to deliver a letter. The old man has been chasing for so long, it's damned!" Another pointy-faced soldier rushed up and kicked the warrior a few times.

The fleeing warrior grinned in pain, but his eyes were staring at the two of them, "You traitors, sooner or later, you will not die well!"

"Why dare you be hard-mouthed!" the sturdy martial artist punched and kicked again.

"Poof!"

The fleeing warrior had blood spurting wildly from his mouth, but there was a sneer on his face, and his teeth were oozing blood: "Bag, haven't you eaten?

There was a fierce glint in the eyes of the sturdy soldier: "You want to die! Okay, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the knife at his waist and slashed it off without hesitation.

"Whew!"

There was a soft thud, and blood splattered.

The faces of the other nine soldiers all had smiles on their faces.

It seems that for them, killing people is also a pleasure.

However, the next second.

The smiles of several people froze on their faces.

The splattered blood spurted from the throat of the sturdy soldier.

The fleeing warrior still fell to the ground, but he was alive and well.

"It's you!" the sharp-faced soldier turned his head violently and looked at Yunyang, who was twenty feet away.

In addition to them, there is only Yunyang alone.

"You guys, all damn it!" Yun Yang said with a cold face.

Judging from the conversation just now, the fleeing warrior should have escaped from the palace to report the news, but he was discovered by these people and chased all the way to this point.

"The tone is not small!" The sharp-faced martial artist showed a trace of disdain in his eyes and waved his hand, "Go to the two of you, and kill this little piece of milk that has not dried up for Lao Tzu." ”

"Yes, Boss!"

The two soldiers drew their swords and walked towards Yunyang.

"Boy, do you know what happened to the last person who killed Yan Jiajun?" one of them had a playful face, and without waiting for Yun Yang to answer, he continued: "That person was cut one hundred and eight times, and then hung on the flagpole, and it took three days to dry his blood and die. ”

When the other soldier heard this, he couldn't help but smile a little sly.

Yan Jiajun is the private army of Generalissimo Yan Tuo.

has always behaved domineeringly, and no one dares to provoke him.

Those who dare to kill them are already doomed.

While speaking, the two had already arrived in front of Yun Yang, and they both raised their knives and pounced.

A cold glint appeared in Yun Yang's eyes, and with a flick of his hand, two pieces of gravel flew out.

"Be careful!" the sharp-faced warrior's face changed.

But at the same time as he reminded.

"Whew!"

The necks of the two soldiers were pierced at the same time.

The eyes of the two widened violently, and they were instantly out of breath, and their bodies fell to the ground heavily.

The faces of the remaining seven soldiers changed in unison, and their hearts were terrified.

Kill two people in an instant!

This kind of strength is not something they can compete with at all.

"Who the hell are you?" the swarthy warrior was a little jealous.

Yun Yang replied lazily, with a wave of his palm, he threw out a handful of gravel.

"Woo Woo ......"

The pebbles broke through the air, with a sharp whistling, and came in the blink of an eye.

Several soldiers swung their swords with all their strength to resist, but the speed of the stone was too fast, and they had just raised their knives when their bodies were pierced by the stones, killing them.

Only the sharp-faced soldier was deliberately left behind, but he trembled with fright and his face was colorless.

Yun Yang ignored him, walked quickly to the fleeing martial artist, and gave him a healing pill.

"Thank you so much, great kindness, and the small ones will be reported again in the future. The fleeing warrior said as he got up.

He also has to deliver letters, which is related to the life and death of everyone in the palace.

"Rest in peace!" Yun Yang held him down: "There is no need to send the letter." ”

The warrior was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant

"I'm Yunyang. ”

"Yunyang Gongzi, you are finally back. The fleeing warrior's face flushed with excitement.

When he was trapped in the inner city of the palace, the most words he heard were: As long as Yunyang comes back, they will be saved.

He didn't know how much energy Yun Yang had and why he could change their fate.

But when this sentence is repeated a lot, it becomes the spiritual pillar in their hearts.

Now Yunyang is really back.

For him, this is tantamount to a hope come true.

The sharp-faced soldier on the side, but his legs were weak, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Yunyang's deeds, he has already heard like thunder.

If he had known that this was Yun Yang, the first time he encountered it just now, he would have turned around and fled, instead of confronting it.

"What's the situation in the palace now?" Yun Yang asked.

"It's safe for the time being, but the brothers of the Royal Forest Army haven't eaten for three days, and they can't hold out for long, Yunyang Gongzi, you must find a way to save everyone!" The fleeing warrior looked anxious.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine. Yun Yang patted him on the shoulder, then looked at the pointy-faced soldier, "Tell me where the marshal's tent is." ”

Now the only person who can make the army retreat is Yan Tuo.

The pointy-faced soldier did not dare to resist at all and immediately drew a sketch.

After Yun Yang glanced at it, he casually twisted his neck, and then walked towards the direction of the palace.

"Gongzi Yunyang, do you want to go alone?" the fleeing warrior was full of surprise.

Outside the palace, there are 100,000 troops!

"I'm enough for one person!" Yun Yang said lightly, already stepping away.

And the warrior was a little dazed.

One person against one hundred thousand.

Isn't that crazy!

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