Leng Wanyu was covered by him and pressed to the ground, still not knowing where she was and what happened, and she was a little panicked for a while. The mind was a little dizzy, confused, and ...... Isn't Fang Cai messing with Mei Guyan? Why is this the case? Hi! As soon as she thought of Mei Guyan, Leng Wanyu's heart was a little pantothenic, and the corners of her eyes were a little moist. However, before she could cry, her eyes were dripping around, and at first glance, she saw the firelight dancing around, the crowds were crowded, and the cold wind was blowing, sending a few noisy shouts in the distance. The lady of the city lord is a beautiful lady, and she has always lived in a shallow place, where has she ever seen such a critical scene, she was frightened for a while, and her whole body trembled. With tears in his eyes, he nodded busily.

Seeing this, Feng Wen smiled with a little apology, took away the hand covering her mouth, turned down, and smiled at her younger brother who was a little flustered. "Can you escape, fight here!" His face was serious, he raised his hand, pushed Leng Wanyu to Feng Wu, and then pressed his shoulder, his eyes were sad, and he said firmly, "Madam, it's entrusted to you!" ”

"Big brother!" Feng Wu hurriedly caught Leng Wanyu, read in a low voice, and looked up with some doubts, not knowing what the eldest brother meant. However, before he came back to his senses, he saw Feng Wen turn his head and look at him, a little sad, and more reluctant. He suddenly smiled, don't look away, jumped up from the dry grass, toe to the ground, light figure, suddenly fell on the horse's back, leaned in the horse, awe-inspiring draw the sword, a whip, a few long neighings, and went away.

"Big brother!" Feng Wu understood something in an instant, was suddenly shocked, shouted eagerly, and was about to get up and catch up, but as if he remembered something, he clenched his fists, trembled all around, struggled several times, and finally lowered his head, sighed, and pressed Leng Wanyu who wanted to raise his head next to him to the dead grass.

Among the withered canopies, at first glance, I saw a horse flying out, and the grass was scattered. The horse raised its head to the sky and neighed, which attracted many Qi Ning chasing soldiers. Feng Wen galloped on his horse, and walked towards the place where there were many people, and after a few steps, he saw a person holding a torch in his hand, raising his hand and pointing at it, as if he had found a treasure, his face was happy, and he was surprised, "Look, there!" Before he drew his sword and asked for his name, there was a sharp cold light in front of him, Feng Wen's long sword was unsheathed, and before he could react, the blade of the sword turned, and the cold light appeared, and it had already sunk into his chest, and the blood-stained long sword pierced out from behind, and before he had time to shout, the man suddenly fell to the ground, and his breath was gone. The torch in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, rolled down several times, and ignited the withered grass in the forest, and for a while the fire suddenly appeared, startling the war horse neighing, and the surrounding killing sounds were everywhere.

Seeing this, many soldiers of Qi Ning hurriedly chased after the horses, and the whip of Feng Wen was whipped, and the horses were in pain, and with a long neigh, they galloped like lightning. Seeing this, many Qi Ning soldiers in front of them were all shocked, and in a hurry, they were in a hurry. Feng Wen's eyes rolled, he looked at the gap, the long sword was in his hand, breaking through the air and slashing, and suddenly screams, wails, the sound of the body falling to the ground, and the sound of the long sword colliding were endless. Seeing this, the people wanted to resist the enemy, but the person in front of them was like a tiger descending the mountain, brave and unstoppable. When everyone was frightened, they were a little afraid of death, so they had to clench the spears and knives in their hands and cut them indiscriminately. Seeing this, Feng Wu frowned, then chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and snorted coldly, "Come and send the dead ear!" After finishing speaking, he turned his hand and walked the sword, and the sword blade turned, and the cold light appeared, and everywhere the sword blade reached, the eyes were full of flesh and blood, and the heroes were catastrophic. After fighting for a long time, I didn't see tiredness, and when I was fighting, I suddenly saw a person straddling a tall horse, iron-clad uniform, sword eyebrows, holding an eight-foot spear, blocking in front of him, Le Ma shouted, "Donglai Yus, don't tie your hands and catch it!" After finishing speaking, the horizontal spear swept out, Feng Wu saw this, and hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but the person in front of him was extremely powerful, roared, and his strength was strong, and the long sword in Feng Wen's hand was actually broken in response.

In the messy grass, Feng Wu fell to the ground with Leng Wanyu, grabbed some dry grass to cover up, and heard that all the enemies around him were in a hurry, their steps were chaotic, holding torches, and walking in the direction of Feng Wen. Feng Wu lay there quietly, burying his head deep in the withered grass, his body shaking violently, and he didn't say a word. Leng Wanyu's face was bloodless at this time, her sideburns were messy, and she could smell the voices of people around her, so she figured out where she was and her situation at this time. She turned her head slightly, and saw Feng Wu lying in the grass in a daze, his eyes followed the direction of the soldier's flock, his eyes were sad, his hand was grasped in the dirt, and the force was so great that even the ten fingers were stuck in the dirt, and they were all gone. Seeing this, Leng Wanyu's heart was a little sour, and at this moment she actually sympathized with him, her nose was sour and she wanted to shed tears, she raised her hand to comfort him for a few words, but her throat was a little dry, and she couldn't say anything for a while. After a long desolate recitation, "Fengwen martial arts should be ......"

"Gao Qiang?" Feng Wu's head was tightly lying on the dry grass, and he smiled bitterly, with a little crying, it seemed to be a little embarrassed, he let out a strange laugh in his throat, trying to make himself appear calm, but he trembled uncontrollably, and the voice, which came out, was even more poignant than crying, "Haha." ”

At this moment, everyone knows that facing hundreds of soldiers in Qi Ning alone, even if it is the next life of the Daluo Immortal, it is also nine deaths and one life, and there is no power to return to the sky. Seeing him look like this, Leng Wanyu's throat was dry, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to lower her head and stop talking.

Feng Wen was stopped by the general who came out of the sky, and as soon as he clashed, he knew the opponent. His brows furrowed slightly, and before he could react, the corner of the general's mouth smiled contemptuously, and the spear swept over, the tip of the spear was sharp, like nine days of lightning, and hit him in the shoulder. Feng Wen was in pain, frowned, squinted, gritted his teeth, his body flashed, raised his broken sword, and stuck it straight into the body of a soldier in front of him, only to hear him scream, and his body fell. The long knife in his hand suddenly took off, and in an instant, Feng Wen took the knife in his hand, and attacked forward with the momentum of thunder and lightning, three knives in a row, and the fierce attack made the general have no time to dodge, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. When he was busy dodging his horse, Feng Wen had already whistled past him with a whip.

In the bleak firelight, the corners of the general's mouth moved, as if he was cursing something, and suddenly the spear stuck into the ground and whistled loudly into the night sky. When all the soldiers heard this, they all turned back and stopped any more from him. Seeing this, Feng Wen was a little puzzled, he didn't know what the other party meant, and when he was surprised, an extremely thick rope appeared in front of him. "Chop Maso!" Feng Wen was taken aback, and secretly screamed in his heart, not good! I was in a hurry to rein in the horse, but it was too late. The galloping war horse stumbled under his feet, the horse lost its front hooves, and suddenly fell. After all, he was one of the best generals in Liaoyin City, Feng Wen did not panic, he improvised, jumped in the air, nodded his horse's head, and landed lightly on the ground, fixing his body.

With the long knife in his hand, despite the blood still dripping from his shoulder, he swiped and volleyed three times, cutting off any attacks that might come from the front. The night was misty, the cold wind was miserable, Feng Wen staggered a step, and the long knife was stuck on the ground, standing awe-inspiringly. Little by little, the soldiers surrounded the Donglai guards in the center. The soldier who was riding a high-headed horse had a serious face at this time, a whip, a vertical horse, galloping like lightning, running over, a horizontal spear blow, Feng Wen staggered to the ground, gritted his teeth and raised a knife to block, when the two weapons collided, the long knife was broken in response, the strength was strong, and Feng Wen stumbled, unable to stand, fell to the ground, on the dry grass, rolled for several weeks, and the soldier was even more victorious and pursued, pressing step by step. Feng Wen rolled his body and dodged again and again, although his body was light, he was still inevitably slashed by the tip of the gun, leaving several deep blood marks. Suddenly, he froze, no longer dodging, and allowed the soldier to plunge his spear into his body. The blood flowed like a stream, and he didn't turn his head to look at it, and suddenly he looked up, and a wicked smile surged up at the corner of his mouth. When the soldier saw this, he was a little puzzled and a little surprised. Feng Wen's hands suddenly grabbed the tip of the spear, and with a strong twist, he stirred into the flesh and blood in his abdomen, his face was pale, and he almost wanted to fall down. The soldier's hands trembled, but he could not grasp the spear, and he fled.

Feng Wen staggered a few steps, suddenly pulled out a spear from his body, thundered, and plunged straight into the ground. The blood in his stomach was gurgling down, and the blood was surging in his mouth, and he raised his hand to wipe it lightly, and his mouth was especially evil with a smile, and he screamed, "Come on!" ”

The soldier was taken away by him, and suddenly felt that his face was gloomy, and under the annoyance and anger, he waved his hand, and many soldiers took the order, put on the crossbow arrows in their hands, and were ready to attack. He raised his hand and lightly pointed at the seal, "Donglai remnants, surrender and don't kill!" ”

The corners of Feng Wen's mouth swept a trace of contempt, one hand covered the bleeding wound, the other hand trembled and stroked the spear, his steps staggered, he wanted to pull out the spear, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were awe-inspiring. When the soldier saw this, he frowned, raised his hand and gave an order, "Release the arrow!" "Suddenly, the arrows of time were like a summer rain, roaring down, hurrying towards Fengwen.