After a long while, Fang calmed down a little, and walked inward slowly, but suddenly he was not paying attention, and a spherical thing was mixed under his feet, and the object rolled out three or four feet before stopping. King Kang looked at it fixedly, and almost exclaimed, what kind of ball was it, it was actually the head of a middle-aged man. To his shock, from the skull, it turned out to be a head with purple hair exposed, with round eyes, eyeballs almost protruding from their sockets, and a face full of horror.

"Feng'er Feng'er" King Kang faced such a tragic scene, his heart and gall were broken, and he endured the pain of tearing his heart, muttering to himself. A line of blood-colored tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he staggered and walked step by step on the bluestone that had already been dyed red with blood, and the gate of Suiyuan was as silent as death.

The lotus pond in the garden is still shy and delicate, and the water lily buds that have not yet bloomed trembled lightly on the blood-colored water. King Kang's heart was numb with pain, and tears flowed down his blood-colored eyes. Suddenly, he roared wildly, his hair standing upside down, like a dying beast howling in despair.

Suddenly drew out the waist soft sword, and his tired body flew into the air like a dragon in the direction of the sword collision. There was a voice that kept repeating in the bottom of his heart, his Feng'er was still alive.

"Feng'er, I'm here for my husband." King Kang shouted, shooting straight ahead like an arrow from a string.

The pre-dawn night was dark and gloomy. In Tao Ran Ya Courtyard, the blood mist churned, and the stumps and broken arms flew sideways. The nine masters of the "Hidden Dragon Hall" shot out in unison, and they were able to block the black-clothed man in front of him who had dark eyes and looked like a zombie who had no pain and only took the other party's life.

"Damn, there is an old thief with a piano, competing to practice ghost puppetry with living people." Elder Ba cursed loudly, and slashed at the ghost puppet who raised the knife with one palm. I hated it so much that the three thousand dead soldiers were killed by these hundred and ten people. But these undead ghosts had to force their old guys to show up and do it. He wondered, could it be that this girl was exhausted! Why don't you smash these ghost golems with your palm?

If Feng Feiyang knew Elder Ba's thoughts, he would definitely scold. Two or three hours of fierce fighting, will you try to be exhausted?

Feng Feiyang and Remnant Chun fought back-to-back, and their robes were already stained red with blood. Songsheng and Xiao Jiu were seriously injured, and Liu An looked desperate to protect each other. The curved blades of the Shadow Character Group were all crippled, and everyone was injured to varying degrees. If it weren't for the powerful blades in their hands, they would have died a long time ago!

Le Zheng Haoyue and Shui Wuxin, Yun Mubai and the three of them fought against the ghost puppets. Looking at the injured ghost puppet, Feng Feiyang was anxious. Suddenly remembered the picture of 'Plants vs. Zombies', and opened his mouth to shout.

"Cut off their heads." But the hoarse voice was like a mosquito buzzing, and it was instantly lost in the shouts of killing and the collision of weapons. If this continues, everyone in the garden will have to finish playing sooner or later.

Feng Feiyang gritted his teeth, and the military thorn in his hand swept over. There was a resolute expression on his pale cheeks, and he thought that there was no cover for this action. If it weren't for the Destroyer and the Ion Gun's energy depletion, you wouldn't have to take such a risk! But now ......, he glanced at his injured accomplices who were still fighting desperately, and gritted his teeth to the remnants of the spring.

"Help me get up in the air." There was infinite sadness in his voice.

Farewell, my love, my abyss. Tears, swirling in the eyes! In this life, I'm afraid it's the end of fate!

Remnant Chun shot the last sleeve arrow, hitting the center of the ghost golem's eyebrows. Suddenly I heard the voice of the young lady, and the ghost puppet's body stopped for a few seconds. One stands with one foot in one step, palms of both hands propped up. Although she didn't know why the young lady was going to fly, she reacted in an instant.

Feng Feiyang turned around to avoid the long sword stabbed out of the ghost puppet's hand, and suddenly lifted his breath and flew up, and his toes kicked on the palm of the remnant chun. With the force of her arms swinging upward, she soared into the air like a wild goose. The left hand stabbed at a forty-five degree angle, and the right hand bent the blade of the knife was held backwards, and swooped down towards the somewhat inagile ghost golem like a flying eagle hunting. Shouting in the mouth.

"Kill the sound controller and cut off the head of the ghost puppet." In the shouting, the heads of more than a dozen ghost puppets fell to the ground with a bang, and their bodies also fell to the ground. A stream of bloody arrows shot up into the sky, staining half of the night sky red.

At this time, the ghost puppet on the side of Remnant Chun stabbed obliquely at her waist. Just as a thousand hooks were fired, Shadow Thirteen's pupils instantly contracted suddenly, his face was full of horror, and he hurriedly swung his knife to cut off one of the ghost puppet's arms, and at the same time cast a thunderbolt to the side and slammed out a palm with his left hand.

"Bang bang, click." Wherever the palm wind went, more than a dozen ghost golem bodies flew straight out. In an instant, blood appeared, blood splattered, and a blood mist rose, and a palm print on his chest ran through the front and back, nailed to the courtyard wall like a skewer. If you die, you can't die again.

"Holy." The reflected shadow burst into a foul mouth, and a flying leg kicked away the ghost golem at his side. dragged the stunned Shadow Thirteen and scolded.

"Old Thirteen, you bastard, you can kill these ghosts. Why are you using it now? "The shadow jumped like thunder. If Thirteen had used this palm earlier, there wouldn't have been so many brothers injured? I won't be hit by a sword in my face, and I'm afraid I won't be able to marry a lady after being disfigured!

Shadow Thirteen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, looked at his left hand and muttered.

"I—I don't know. Miss won't let me use my left hand! He waved this palm, not to mention the power of a thousand catties. Those ghost golems are naturally a piece of cake.

And Feng Feiyang, who roared in his voice, not only reminded his own people, but also reminded the sound controller and the leader of the dead soldiers, as well as a few dead soldiers hiding in the flowers and trees.

Poisonous needles and darts, all kinds of dark green seeds shot like a rain of arrows towards the rapidly falling phoenix Feiyang. Duanmu Jingxuan, who had cut off the head of the ghost puppet with a sword, flew up with all his strength and rushed towards Feng Feiyang. The handsome face of the knife and axe is full of reluctance! Even if you die tonight, you won't let Ayan hurt in the slightest.

Le Zheng Haoyue, who cut off a row of heads, roared heartbreakingly.

"Feng Laosan, if you dare to die, Lao Tzu will burn down Sui, Suiyuan." The last few words seemed to be clicked in my throat, and I couldn't cry anymore. He knew that Feng Laosan's life and death were just a flick of his fingers. I can't get by by desperately! Tears could not help but flow from the sunny and handsome face. The heart, as if a corner is missing, hurts so much that I can't help myself!

In a hurry, the thirteenth uncle swung out a palm violently, and a majestic aura rushed into the air, holding up the phoenix Feiyang, who was about to enter the body, and her slender body slowed down the speed of falling slightly in the palm of the phoenix. The dense hidden weapon also missed its head a little and deflected a little.

Feng Feiyang, who was falling in confusion, seemed to hear a warm and beautiful voice calling himself.

He's coming?

Suddenly, a long figure from far and near between the electric light and fire, struck out with a palm of his hand and shook the sky with the power of the mountains and seas. The flying eagle that soared into the sky took the falling phoenix Feiyang into his arms with one hand, and then bombarded out with a palm in front of him. Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared in front of him out of thin air. Then it swept out, and finally collided with the invisible energy.

Boom! ”

A fierce collision directly scraped away a layer of turf in Tao Ranya's courtyard, and some thin tree trunks were also cut off. And those dead ghost puppets, their bodies rolled in the air like a kite boat with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground, their bodies emitting a dazzling blue-purple color, as if they had died in an instant, and they were completely dead.

Feng Feiyang smelled the fragrance of gardenias. The head is turned away, and he falls into the darkness of nothingness and boundlessness. She's physically and mentally exhausted, and she's going to sleep!

Xiao Jiu, whose arm was pierced and covered in blood, saw Le Zhengzi Han, who was as dominant as a god and whose momentum was like mountains and flowing water. yelled.

"Seventh brother, why did you come back at this time?" All the terror and sorrow of the boy poured down like a flood that burst its banks. Tears misty pushed Liu An away, cut off the head of the ghost puppet in front of him with a sword, and slammed into King Kang. The big stone in my heart finally landed, Seventh Brother, back!

All the ghost golem heads have moved! In Tao Ran Ya Courtyard, there was a river of blood and flesh flying.

In the distance, a sound of neat footsteps approached. Fang Tianhua, the commander of the Nine Gates in armor, led the men and horses of the five-step military camp and rushed into Suiyuan with more than an inch of blood. If someone hadn't beaten the drum to report the crime, how would he know that this gang of robbers was so bold and dared to enter Suiyuan to kill people and set fire?

Okay! An intentional killing was characterized as a burglary. The official road of the Admiral of the Nine Gates is getting wider and wider!

King Kang held Feng Feiyang, who was unconscious with blood, tightly in his arms, looking at her thin slap and big face, and two wisps of blood secreted from the corner of his mouth, he hated to stab himself twice. The originally clear and deep eyes were filled with a sense of grief and indignation, and his phoenix ......

Le Zheng Haoyue, who was rushing over, saw the unconscious phoenix flying from the corner of her mouth, and her heart hurt so much that she almost fainted. Holding back the tears that burst out of his eyes, he raised his hand and stabbed Le Zhengzihan with a shot in grief and indignation. Cursed in the mouth.

"You bastard, what face do you have at this time to hold Feng Laosan and pretend to be in love? Where were you when she was forced to deboned her father and nearly burned to death? You're taking care of the slut surnamed Kim! "The second son's eyes breathe fire, and the infatuated Feng Laosan is not worth it. What's so good about him being happy with Zihan? She was just one step later in her acquaintance with Feng Laosan, why did she only regard herself as an unreliable squirrel?

His love for Feng Laosan is no less than that of King Kang!

King Kang held Feng Feiyang and dodged the heavy blow of the second son. The mind is infinitely surrounded by burning, boning, burning, deboning.

"Ah~~~" King Kang roared wildly in the sky, and his voice seemed to be as miserable as the yellow warbler crying blood. Holding Feng Feiyang's arms, the green tendons bulged, and the whole body seemed to be in flames. My heart hurts as if it had been cut by a sharp knife. The throat was sweet, and I didn't feel a "wow--" sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. With a 'plop' on his head, he fell on his back.

The thirteenth uncle, who was about to flash people, waved his sleeves, and the whole person floated behind King Kang like a bird, gently holding the two. Stretched out two fingers and pressed them on King Kang's wrist, and couldn't help but be shocked. Hurriedly shouted to the other eight old men.

"Hurry up, send internal force to this kid." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Feng Feiyang out of his arms. However, depending on how he pulled, King Kang's arm was like taking root, tightly embracing Feng Feiyang, who was already unconscious.

Duanmu Jingxuan's heart was like a knife, and he threw away the long sword in his hand. Staggered forward a few steps, half-knelt in a pool of blood, and gently grabbed Feng Feiyang's slender, fleshy palm to check her pulse.

"No need kid. Both of them are exhausted, and it will be okay to lose some internal strength! The thirteenth uncle waved his sleeves, and the defenseless Duanmu Jingxuan seemed to be like a lonely boat, flying straight out and falling into a daze. People are old and refined, can't they see the little bit of caution that this kid has?

When Feng Feiyang woke up, it was already evening three days later!

At this time, Hua Yu's left eye was blue, and Yan Ran was punched. was waiting at the gate of Qingyun Courtyard in a panic, and he wanted to explain it to Feng San as soon as possible. So why Jin Xiaoqing really didn't do it on purpose? He was also a victim.