This scene stunned Le Zheng Qingtian, and he didn't hurry to speak, and directly pulled out the soft sword on his waist and chased it in the direction where the arrow flew out. He, when he came to see, was that bastard who was not afraid of death who dared to rob and kill the little miracle doctor.

The sudden change frightened Feng Feiyang's soul and his heart was about to jump out of his chest!

At this time, the horses in the clear sky were struggling to get up from the ground. But its front legs were broken due to inertia! The horses lay on the ground neighing and screaming miserably.

Feng Feiyang barely stabilized his mind and jumped off the horse, found the knife and went to the middle of the road to cut the tripping horse. However, no matter how hard Ren Feng Feiyang tried, he couldn't cut this rope the thickness of his little thumb.

"What the hell is this made of? Even the scalpel keeps cutting, it's too evil! Feng Feiyang muttered, intending to untie the strange rope from the big tree by the side of the road and take it away.

A silver light reflected on Feng Feiyang's small scalpel, and he didn't have to think about it in a hurry. Feng Feiyang rolled on a donkey, avoiding the falling blade. People, on the other hand, tumble from under the tripwire to the other side. With the help of the tumbling inertia, Feng Feiyang turned to one side and stood up.

In the sunny breeze, more than a dozen silver curved bladed short knives slashed towards Feng Feiyang.

"Mom!" Feng Feiyang shouted. The petite body pierced the ridges in the dozen people. Holding a scalpel in his hand, he moved and dodged to the fullest, and this was a silent tear. Feng Feiyang didn't speak, and the killers didn't say anything. Feng Feiyang's stunt Lightning Wind Cloud Leg was exerted to the extreme in this tear kill, and the scalpel in his hand stabbed into the killer's heart at the same time as he pulled out the leg.

Kill with a single sword.

Blood, as Feng Feiyang's hand squirted.

The "third" killer shouted, his voice as terrible as the old ape's wail.

The killers frantically attacked Feng Feiyang, and Feng Feiyang was in danger at this time, and the azure robe was stained with blood. In the sunlight, the blade glowed with cold light, and more than a dozen curved blades were netted to kill the phoenix. At this time, there is no way to avoid her, there is nowhere to hide, and she is about to die.

"Tap, tap," a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from far and near. Luan Xiao saw a silver light flickering from a distance, and a group of people were tearing and killing in the middle of the road. "It's not good, Miss is in danger." Luan Xiao saw the young lady's special medicine box hanging on the back of the horse on the side of the road.

"Driving" Luan Xiao whipped the horse's ass fiercely, and the horse rushed forward like an arrow off the string. Seeing this, Wang Qi drew his saber and beat the horse and galloped. The two of them rushed to the center of the killer at the last moment.

The trapped Feng Feiyang took advantage of the distraction of the killers, and a goddess threaded out of the encirclement between the gaps between the killers. The parabolic body turned sharply and stopped, landing steadily on the road.

"Miss, are you alright?" Luan Xiao fell lightly from the galloping horse's back and jumped to Feng Feiyang's side.

"I can't die." Feng Feiyang said loudly. Wang Qi, who was galloping, was also a good rider, and jumped off the horse with a knife. A knife slashed at Hua Shan and slashed at the man in black who quickly killed.

For a time, the sound of killing on the deep mountain road was everywhere, and the sound of ping-pong swords colliding broke the silence of the mountains and forests. Although they have joined two new forces, they are still unable to fight against professional killers.

The three of them fought back-to-back against a dozen men in black. The small surgery in Feng Feiyang's hand didn't work at all. The killers flashed with cold blades, swinging at the three of them from different angles. Wang Qi and Luan Xiao were about to die.

Suddenly, an overwhelming force swept towards the man in black. I saw a tall masked man floating out of the forest, raising his sword to kill the black-clothed crowd.

Feng Feiyang and the three of them also joined the battle when the men in black were scattered. Luan Xiao endured the knife wound on his arm, raised his sword to cut the curved blade of the man in black, and slapped the man in black on the chest with a reversal.

"The idea is hard, and the formation is formed." The man in black shouted, only to see the man in black who had been killed by the masked man quickly formed a strange formation. It is similar to the Five Elements Bagua, and the formation of eleven people sometimes scatters and sometimes surrounds, and the coordination is seamless.

The masked man was in a hurry, and he had no choice but to use the killer weapon to run the thunder thirteen palms. With a sword in one hand and a palm in the other, he walked in a strange shape among the eleven killers with his feet in a strange shape. The soft sword in the masked man's hand is like a dragon going out to sea, the sword shadow and the sword light are connected, and the sound of the blade is piercing and terrifying!

The masked man's thunderous palm was exerted to the extreme. With a palm slapped with wind and thunder, even Feng Feiyang, who was fighting with the man in black on the periphery, was blown to the ground. The forest "rattles" to the branches, like a strong wind.

Feng Feiyang and Ben couldn't see the situation in the battle circle clearly. The strange formation of the man in black became smaller and smaller, and he saw that the sword light was about to cover the sword shadow.

Suddenly, the cold light roared, and a dragon roar resounded through the clouds. I saw the masked man break through the sword light and rise to the ground, the soft sword in his hand seemed to have life, and the cold light of the tip of the sword bloomed out of the thick pillar of light of the sea bowl, sweeping towards the black-clothed man below with a thunderous force.

The man in black suddenly collapsed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The pavement beneath him was red, and the smell of blood wafted in the wind.

"Let's go, there's something going on up ahead." From the other side of the road in the woods came the sound of a neat horse's crow. Twenty-two handsome horses galloped in the middle of the road, stepping out of a cloud of dust.

The leader was a thick-eyed boy with a silver spear in his hand. With a jade crown on his head, a silver robe with wide sleeves and a waist, he drove a galloping war horse in one hand and a two-meter-long fire-tipped spear in the other.

A noble body is domineering.

When the masked man swept out a thunderous blow, Feng Feiyang and several people on the periphery were also shocked a few meters away by this sword qi and fell heavily on the grass in the woods.

At this time, the masked man flew to Feng Feiyang's side, and hugged Feng Feiyang in his arms with his long arms.

The masked man's eyes flashed with heartache, and with self-reproach and pity in his voice, he lowered his head and whispered in Feng Feiyang's ear: "Feng'er, be careful when you go to the palace." I can't go with you. The iron horsemen of the palace came. I'm leaving. The masked man reluctantly put Feng Feiyang on the side of the road, and in a flash, his figure disappeared into the forest sea.

He heard the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer.

Feng Feiyang was shocked! But she saw the man in black struggling to carry the knife and surrounded him again.

It seems that it is not going to die! Feng Feiyang looked resolute, snatched the saber in Wang Qi's hand, and rushed directly into the black-clothed crowd. Wang Qi and Luan Xiao also got up and joined the battle, they couldn't let Miss have anything to do.

Le Zheng Haoyue, who rushed to the front first, suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse. He saw his eldest brother's bodyguard, Wang Qi, fighting with a group of seriously injured black-clothed men with his bare hands. The other two were also blood-stained robes, and one of them was a petite figure with a saber pointing to the east and west, and the steps were strange.

Just as Le Zheng Haoyue jumped off the horse, Feng Feiyang killed two people in a row. Blood, splattered her head and face. It looks scary!

The twenty-one men who chased after them on horseback jumped off their horses one after another, and they didn't wait for Le Zheng Haoyue's command. The weapon was pulled out without disdain, and he directly faced the man in black with his bare hands.

Feng Feiyang finally breathed a sigh of relief! Staggered and ran to help Luan Xiao, and she saw that half of Luan Xiao's body was stained red with blood!

"Luan Xiao, how are you? It's hurting there!" Feng Feiyang hurriedly checked Luan Xiao's injuries, and the blood on his face mixed with tears flowed down. The whole person seemed to be brought out of human blood, and he looked very miserable.

Luan Xiao's clear eyes were full of tears, and he bit his lower lip and shook his head. Stretched out another clean sleeve to wipe the blood on Feng Feiyang's face for Feng Feiyang, and choked up: "Miss don't worry, the slave maid is just suffering some skin injuries, and it won't get in the way." Dao is the prince's guard was seriously injured, and it was he who blocked several knives for the slave maid. ”

Feng Feiyang nodded, and helped Luan Xiao to step over the dead body and find Wang Qi lying on the ground.

The tearing ended without suspense. The seriously injured men in black were the hands of this group of people, and they gnawed the huge poison hidden in their teeth when they had no hope of escaping.

A life to the West.

Le Zheng Haoyue and a group of people quickly finished dealing with the battlefield. I saw Feng Feiyang and the three of them busy with their heads bowed under the big tree. Le Zheng Haoyue walked up quickly, and was just about to ask Wang Qi.

I saw a petite bloody man bowing his head and treating Wang Qi's wounds. The robe, which was dyed red with blood and could not be seen in its original color, was also dirty in the mottled aperture! Only a pair of clear and crystalline eyes showed a touch of tenacity, and a pair of slender and clean hands skillfully cleaned the wound. Beside her squatted a maid carrying a silver plate.

Feng Feiyang half-knelt beside Wang Qi, the scalpel in his hand flashing with cold light. Wang Qi leaned half of his body against the tree, and half of his robe was cut open. The entire arm and half of the body were exposed. The deltoid muscle on the shoulder was cut open by a knife, and only an inch of skin was connected, and blood continued to pour out along the wound. After a while, the kung fu soaked half of Wang Qi's body.

Wang Qi's left chest pectoralis major muscle wound turned outward, but he didn't know what was covering it, and the blood flowed relatively slowly.

Le Zheng Haoyue's feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he stopped one meter away. His eyes widened, his mouth clenched into his fists, and he admired Wang Qi so much in his heart that he threw himself to the ground. And in the bottom of his heart, there is half of the dirty side face and a pair of bright eyes that are taking root and sprouting!

Wang Qi, who was half leaning on the tree pole, turned his head to stare at Feng Feiyang's hand with a needle with a pale face and an expressionless face. Stitch by stitch from the left side of his skin to the right, pulling and cutting the thread.

Le Zheng Haoyue seemed to hear the tearing sound of needles and threads passing through the skin! The sound is creepy, and the hair is upside down.

This action has been repeated for half a cup of tea, and Feng Feiyang has only sewed Wang Qi's deltoid muscle together. Next, Feng Feiyang dealt with the wound on Wang Qi's chest. It wasn't until there was no blood oozing from the two wounds that Feng Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly took off the plastic gloves on his hands, and sat down beside Wang Qi. The blood stains on his face have long been dried by the wind, and the whole person is dirty and prostration! It looks distressing.

I don't know when, after returning from chasing people, Le Zheng stood behind his younger brother and witnessed all this. There were turbulent waves in his heart, he didn't expect that Feng Feiyang's ability to heal external injuries at a young age was unmatched! If these are used on the battlefield, how many lives will have to be saved!

"Ouch! Die of pain! A rough voice came, and I saw the black-faced man beside Le Zheng Haoyue constantly blowing his fists with his mouth.

"What! It turns out that this son bit your fist! Bah! Bah! Bah! No wonder Ben Gongzi feels that biting his hand doesn't hurt at all! Le Zheng Haoyue spat again and again, he was disgusted!

"Childe, you are biting the hand of your subordinate. Of course you don't hurt anymore! "The black-faced man is about to cry, who is he provoking someone!

"Oops! Divine doctor, you go with my son. Le Zheng Haoyue seemed to remember something important, and stepped forward to grab Feng Feiyang and left.