At this moment, Ye Feiyan felt a trace of wind in the left rear, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt, her head deviated by about two inches to the right, and her body was slightly raised.

A tingling pain came from the earlobe, and at the same time, Junlan's anxious voice came, "Yan'er, be careful behind you." ”

Ye Feiyan frowned, the elbow of his right hand pushed away a trace of blood hanging from his neck in front of him, and looked at the black-clothed man with unbelievable eyes, moved sideways, after his feet were fixed, his body twisted, and the sword in his right hand stabbed directly at the person who attacked from the left rear who had not had time to contain the momentum, and the tip of the sword stabbed the person's left chest impartially.

At the same time as Jun Lan spoke, ignoring the attacks of the four black-clothed people around him, he rushed towards Ye Feiyan with an oblique stab, and with a sword, he flew the black-clothed man who attacked Ye Feiyan from the right rear.

And the leader and the thin man just arrived, and the two attacked him from behind Jun Lan, one left and one right, and Jun Lan left and right There were also the four black-clothed men who attacked him.

Lan Jiang found out about the crisis on Jun Lan's side, and he was in a hurry, so he also rushed forward from the oblique stab and stopped the attack of the thin man for Jun Lan.

After Jun Lan picked off the black-clothed man who attacked Ye Feiyan, he was busy dealing with the four black-clothed men on the left and right, sensing the sword wind of the leader behind him, and his body quickly shifted a few points.

There was another sound of clothes cracking, and the clothes under Jun Lan's left armpit were cut by the tip of the leader's sword, and a shallow knife edge gradually oozed blood.

Jun Lan didn't care about looking at his armpits, but rushed forward and grabbed Ye Feiyan, and quickly swept towards Ye Feiyan's left earlobe, which was dripping blood.

Jun Lan's eyes were instantly as cold as ice, and he glanced at the black-clothed people around the two of them.

After a quick rustle, Lan Feng fell from the air to Jun Lan's side, "It's too late, please forgive me!" ”

Jun Lan glanced at Lan Feng coldly, and then looked at the twenty subordinates brought by Lan Feng around him, and his voice was like a sharp sword: "None will be left." ”

Lan Feng answered yes and joined the battle.

Lan Jiang rushed over to stop the thin man for Jun Lan, he was stabbed in his left arm, and the people who came with Lan Feng stopped the other black-clothed people for him, and after Lan Jiang quickly killed the black-clothed man in front of him, he rushed to Jun Lan and Ye Feiyan and protected them in front of them.

The leader and the lanky man looked at each other, nodded to each other, and leaped quickly, ready to leap out of the circle of battle with stabs.

Jun Lan looked at Lan Jiang's injured left arm, his eyes narrowed, "Lan Jiang, protect the princess." ”

When the words fell, the person had already jumped up, quickly swept in front of the leader and the thin man, raised his sword and stabbed at the two, the sword wind that was concerned about the internal force was cold and piercing, and the feet that used light power were as fast as lightning.

The eyes of the leader and the thin man widened in horror, and they saw a fast figure flash by their side, they waved the sword in their hands, and they could catch the stabbing sword, but they could not avoid the attack of the sword wind, and in a moment, their bodies were already stained with blood.

In less than ten moves, the leader was missing an arm, and the thin man was broken a leg.

Jun Lan quickly clicked on the acupoints of the two, then took the trick and returned to Ye Feiyan's side.

Ye Feiyan didn't care about her left earlobe, which was dripping with blood, and nervously watched Jun Lan's battle with the two of them, and saw that he had quickly solved them, and felt a little relieved.

When Jun Lan approached, Ye Feiyan greeted him, grabbed his wrist, and took his pulse.

Although the pulse was a little heavy, it was quite stable, and the expression on Ye Feiyan's face eased.

Jun Lan, whose face was a little pale, smiled at Ye Feiyan, "Don't worry, Yan'er, I'm fine." ”