Shen Hua's voice, Comb Ying only then discovered her existence, and when she saw Shen Hua's face clearly, her mood became heavy: "Shen Hua, the captain of the Dragon Eagle Team next to the Night Emperor!" I didn't expect you to be here. He pretended to be relaxed, but he had already been alarmed in his heart, Ye Huangtian actually sent not only one to resist the wind, but even his own minion Shen Hua was also sent, it seems that Ye Huangtian is most likely aware of his intentions, and he must inform His Majesty immediately.

Shen Hua looked down on the identity of the man who combed the shadow, and smiled disdainfully: "It's just a thin man, today I will avenge the revenge of the Wind King!" Look at the knives! After saying that, it was fast, and the big knife had already slashed straight at Comb's head.

The sharp knife wind, a few feet away, Comb Ying and the others could feel the pain of their faces being cut, Comb Ying didn't have time to draw his sword, he was pushed back by his own men, and the two subordinates on the left and right directly drew their swords to meet the cross to resist Shen Hua's big knife.

Shen Hua has always had the saying that he has innate divine power, this matter is not a secret, it is something that the important ministers of the four countries know, so where are the opponents of the two subordinates of the comb shadow, even if they quickly draw their swords to resist the big sword, they are still pressed to the ground by Shen Zhi's strength, knock, single paint kneeling, and the bluestone slabs on the ground are cracked.

The two subordinates who combed the shadow were in a cold sweat on their foreheads, watching the big knife get closer and closer to their necks, gritting their teeth and holding on.

Combing the shadow was angry, and then he realized that Yufeng is not just as simple as finding fault, but he may really have to give his life here today, and he doesn't care about anything else at the moment, and draws his sword and infuses his internal force to pick off Shen Hua's big knife.

Shen Hua took a step back, his face full of surprise: "Good boy, even my knife can be blocked." ”

Yu Feng was also stunned, his eyes darkened a little when he looked at the comb, and a voice in his heart told him that this person couldn't stay! Stretch out your hand: "Bring the gun." ”

The guard behind him immediately put a silver spear into his hand.

Seeing this, Comb Ying knew that Yufeng was going to play in person, and he was a little drumming in his heart, if he was not afraid of Yufeng before, but he had already been injured in the palm at the beginning, and he was not comfortable at all against Shen Hua just now, at this time, his chest was turbulent, almost forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and stared at Yufeng deadly: "General Yu, I am a minister of the underworld, if something happens to me, it will provoke the authority of the underworld, Your Majesty will not let it go, and the two countries are about to fight!" ”

Yu Feng sneered, pointed the spear in his hand at the comb shadow, and said arrogantly: "What about provocation? Night Country is never afraid of anyone! Let General Ben teach you a good lesson today. With a flick of his wrist, the spear stabbed out, and he approached the comb with great speed.

The spear was menacing, and a vicious aura burst out wantonly, and the fierce wind was like a sharp knife forcing the people to comb their shadows to retreat.

Even Comb Ying was forced to retreat quickly, and was directly forced out of the inn, and chased him out of the wind.

The two upstairs who watched this scene were frightened, the man grabbed the wooden railing, pursed his lips tightly, and murmured: "I didn't expect there to be so many masters outside the world, but these are not owned by the Yuan Kingdom, it seems that the Yuan Kingdom has exhausted its qi, I'm afraid it has really come to an end..." There used to be the Wind King, and it was not a problem to deal with these people, but now there is no Wind King, if these fierce lions invade the Yuan Kingdom, the Yuan Kingdom is invincible on the battlefield, no wonder the Yuan Kingdom is defeated one after another...

The elite of the Dragon Eagle team, who were setting up tents outside the inn, were getting energetic, and they were attracted by the people who jumped out of the inn, and they all dropped their work and surrounded them with weapons.

Nonsense, the protagonist of one of the fights is their general of the town, how can it be regarded as not seeing.

Comb Ying was forced by the wind to have no way out, looking at the people of the Dragon Eagle team who were surrounding behind him, gritted his teeth, stepped on a steady foot and no longer retreated, and directly swung his sword up to hit the spear, his arm was numb, and he didn't have time to scruple so much, so he carried enough light work, a little on tiptoe, flew up, stepped on the spear, and flew behind the wind with his strength.

Yu Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise, this comb shadow martial arts is deeply hidden, he can avoid it if he forces it so tightly, it seems that there are still two brushes on the side of the Emperor of the Underworld.

Comb Shadow stabilized his figure, gasped for two breaths, and without saying a word, he held the sword and stabbed straight towards Yu Feng's back, the figure was like a ghost, as fast as lightning, just two meters away, and in the blink of an eye, it had come behind Yu Feng, the sharp long sword glowed with a condensed cold light, and it was about to pierce Yu Feng's back.

The hearts of the Dragon Eagle Team instantly rose to the tip of their hearts, and Shen Hua could no longer hold his breath and stepped forward and shouted: "General, be careful!" ”

Yu Feng felt the fierce aura behind him, and he didn't panic or hide, just stood like that.

Combing Ying saw that Yu Feng did not move, and thought that her legs were weak because she was frightened by herself, and looked at the sword about to sink into her back, and smiled proudly, if Yu Feng died in his hands, it would be a great achievement!

It's just that why can't the sword move forward?

Why did a pungent smell of blood reach the tip of my nose?

Why does my abdomen hurt so much?

Comb Ying lowered her head tremblingly, saw the spear inserted in her abdomen, and then saw that the spear came from the prick under the armpit of the wind, and smiled bitterly, it turned out that she had already calculated everything, and she didn't move all the time just to make herself take it lightly! Unwillingly, he was ready to stab the sword into her back again, ready to die together.

However, Yufeng's back seemed to have eyes, and he directly and rudely withdrew the spear.

Puff... The blood in the abdomen burst like a river, spurting out, and the blood splashed on the cloak of the wind.

Comb Shadow slowly fell, blood was bubbling in his mouth, and he stared at the wind with big eyes unwillingly.

Yu Feng turned around and plunged his spear into the ground, his golden mask glowing with a cold glow, and his deep eyes quietly watched the comb shadow. The voice was so cold: "Today is just a warning." With that, he took his spear and walked around the comb and walked towards the inn.

The people of the Dragon Eagle Team breathed a sigh of relief, they were scared to death just now.

Comb Ying listened to Yu Feng's words, lowered her eyes and looked at the wound in her abdomen, and smiled bitterly, she could have pierced her own life, but she was a little off, although whether she could survive or not depends on whether her life is hard or not.

Comb's subordinates immediately ran to him, their faces full of urgency: "Young master! You don't want to die, your subordinates will bandage you. ”

If the young master died, then their subordinates would not have to return to the underworld.

Comb Ying looked at the sky, he had received various trainings since he was a child, he thought that he had been very sophisticated in both martial arts and mentality, but who knew that a wind king, a wind resistant, he couldn't beat it, even Shen Hua, a natural divine power, seemed to be difficult to resist, and his proud martial arts became vulnerable in front of these people...

Comb blinked her dry eyes and let her men bandage their wounds.

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