One second: (Novel 2016.): Website: ㄨiaoshuo2016.cоm

The night snow covered the night city with a layer of pale silver, and the next morning, the night shadow and hundreds of people in black with strange internal breaths were hiding in the streets and alleys of the night city, unknowingly approaching the palace gate.

Next to the snow-covered square in front of the palace gate, Qingfeng Qingliu led two teams of secret guards they had gathered to hide secretly, holding their breath, ready to meet the incoming enemy at any time.

Bai Feiye stood on the palace gate tower in the wind, the golden thread and white clothes flew with the wind, the bony fingers clenched the jade flute, and the deep starry eyes watched every move in the square.

The guards guarding the city gate reluctantly hid behind the palace gate, and found all the huge objects to block the palace gate.

Night Hades arranged for a few people to gather in front of the square, the square was quiet and silent, and the lack of a figure made him feel a little strange, he reminded in a low voice behind the man in black,

"Everyone be vigilant."

A team of black-clothed people slowly walked up to the square under the instructions of Ye Ming, close to the palace gate, the snow on the square rustled under their feet, and suddenly the smoke was filled all around, and there was a pungent smell in the air, Ye Ming frowned, immediately covered his mouth and nose, retreated to the side, and secretly observed.

Bai Feiye frowned lightly on the palace gate, why did this group of people in black seem to have no mind about the poisonous smoke? Seeing the crowd of black pressure on the square constantly approaching the city gate, Bai Feiye waved his jade flute, and the dark Qingfeng Qingliu immediately asked the secret guards around him to shoot arrows at the center of the square.

The arrows from the string continued to attack at a rapid speed from all sides, and a group of black-clothed people kept resisting and defending, some of them were slightly hit, but they seemed to be unconscious, and after breaking the arrows on their bodies, they continued to resist with all their might.

The man in black kept approaching the palace gate under the rain of arrows, and Bai Feiye's starry eyes condensed, he actually cultivated a group of dead soldiers who did not want to die!

He waved his jade flute again, and Qingfeng Qingliu took all the secret guards to outflank him from both sides, stopping the black-clothed people who were approaching in the square, and the night shadow who was secretly observing smiled sinisterly and shouted, "Kill!" ”

When the black-clothed people heard the order of the night shadow, they immediately opened their breath and rushed towards Qingfeng Qingliu and them desperately, Qingfeng Qingliu and all the secret guards raised their swords without hesitation to meet them, and the battle at the palace gate was about to break out.

Qingfeng stabbed a sword into the chest of a man in black, but he didn't think that the man in black who was seriously injured was still unmoved, as if he was in pain, and continued to fight with him desperately, Qingfeng's eyes darkened, and he had no choice but to resist with his sword.

In the same situation as Qingfeng, Qingliu and the other secret guards were also caught in an endless struggle, the bright red color and bloody smell on the snow-white square gradually expanded, taking in all the situation, Bai Feiye thought for a long time, and suddenly his starry eyes lit up, he pulled out his sword and jumped down from the palace gate.

Qingfeng was struggling with the desperate man in black, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, accompanied by splashes of blood, and with a muffled sound not far away, the man in black finally stopped and fell to the ground, and a piece of snow not far away was dyed red by his flying head.

"The people obeyed and cut off their heads!"

Bai Feiye shouted, mobilized a small part of the internal breath to resist the black-clothed dead soldiers with everyone, and after about half an hour, the corpses and heads of nearly a hundred black-clothed dead soldiers were scattered on the square.

Qingliu walked to Bai Feiye's side, ignoring the few wounds on his body that was oozing blood, he took a hemostatic pill that Bai Feiye had prepared for them in advance, raised his hand to wipe away the fine sweat on his forehead, he gasped slightly, and the hot breath coming out of his mouth clearly appeared in the air.

Not long after he recovered, there was movement around him, and he saw a new team of nearly 100 black-clothed dead soldiers quickly gathered in the square, and everyone was filled with a murderous aura that was not afraid of death.

Bai Feiye looked coldly at the approaching dead soldiers, pinned the jade flute to his waist, he held the sword in his left hand, and his free right hand felt out a row of silver needles from his waist, only to hear him say coldly to Qingfeng Qingliudao,

"Keep up!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Bai Feiye disappear in place in an instant, the white phantom shuttled among the dead soldiers, the silver needles between his fingers continued to fly out, and the roots hit the key points of the people in black, while their bodies hesitated, Qingfeng Qingliu and a group of dark guards followed, and the swords in their hands cut off their heads without hesitation.

The silver needles were exhausted, the white clothes were stained with blood, and another team of black-clothed dead soldiers fell to the ground, and the smell of blood in the square became stronger and stronger.

There was a fluctuation in his internal breath, Bai Feiye immediately took a handful of pills, he frowned, and looked coldly in the direction of the night underworld.

The night wind appeared on the roof of a building opposite the palace gate, and the cold wind blew the corners of his dark clothes, and he raised his lips and smiled, pulling the scar on the left side of his face, adding a little bit of cruelty.

"Bai Feiye, you and your little minions are quite capable of fighting!"

Bai Feiye looked at him coldly, and his magnetic and beautiful voice echoed in the square,

"Either quit Night City, or, die here!"

"Hahaha......"

Ye Ming suddenly let out a wild laugh, he was condescending, looking down at the white people in the square with disdain,

"What a tough King Jing! But when you look back, does the country you are desperately guarding prepare a way out for you? Did you send a soldier to help you? Even if you are dead here today, they will only rejoice, rejoice that a cursed ominous person is finally dead! ”

"Bastard!"

Qing Feng's hands clenched, he could endure anything, the only thing he couldn't bear was the slander of Bai Feiye by others!

Bai Feiye stood in front of Qingfeng, and an uninhibited smile appeared on his handsome and pale face,

"There's so much nonsense, get out if you're afraid of death!"

Ye Ying snorted coldly, "There are less than half of the dead soldiers, I want to see how long you can last." Today I am determined to take this palace, and once you and your guards are dead, no one can stop you! Hahaha......"

The hoarse and crazy laughter of the night echoed in the air, and Bai Feiye's deep starry eyes were filled with determination, and he responded coldly,

"If you don't have the dead, kill me? Dream! ”

"You are no longer the Mu Bai you used to be, and I will still be afraid of you?"

After speaking, Ye Ying raised his hand, and another wave of nearly a hundred dead men appeared in the square.

Bai Feiye held the sword and jade flute tightly in his hands, his whole body exuded uninhibited and self-confidence, the blue robes of the two of them were sporadically stained with blood, they tacitly wiped the blood on their faces, and stood beside Bai Feiye with a firm gaze with a group of dark guards holding the sword.

"Brother, you said that if Jinrong saw me now, would she regret not choosing me!"

Qingliu looked at the approaching dead soldiers with his inner breath, and whispered to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng chuckled, "When they are killed, my brother will go home and talk to you slowly!" ”

The guards in the palace gate listened to the sound of fighting outside, you look at me, I look at you, one of the seventeen or eighteen little guards couldn't bear it, he turned around and ran towards the palace.

A middle-aged guard immediately stopped him and stopped him sharply,

"What are you going to do?!"

"His Royal Highness King Jing is desperately protecting the palace outside the palace gate, and we, as palace gate guards, have to be turtles with shrunken heads! I don't care what you think, I'm going to ask the emperor for his life! I want to kill the enemy with His Royal Highness King Jing! ”

With that, the little guard shook off the middle-aged guard's hand and quickly ran into the palace.

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