"Protect the young master!"

This is the second time that Uncle Fu has issued this order after he appeared, compared to when he issued this order before, Uncle Fu has the confidence and calmness of everything under control, but this time, it is extremely dignified.

Because, although he didn't know who it was, Uncle Fu already felt a great threat.

His own details were seen through at a glance, but he didn't even see the other party's figure.

At this moment, Uncle Fu also deeply experienced Ji Zhongping's sense of grievance at that time.

Although the atmosphere in the field was extremely solemn, the coldness that spread out had a sense of suffocation.

But all the guards standing in front of Qin Yue, the elite who followed Qin Lie's southern expedition to the north, still remained calm.

After hearing Uncle Fu's order, they raised their knives out of their sheaths one after another, holding their palms tightly on the hilt, maintaining the posture of the best force, and the eagle-like gaze patrolled the surroundings, and could burst out the strongest blow at any time.

One after another, iron and blood spurted out, intertwined and fused together, protecting Qin Yue inside.

"Snort...... Just a few of you waste, can you stop this seat?"

In mid-air, a sneer was heard.

Uncle Fu and the others looked up, only to see a middle-aged man dressed in extremely behaving clothes, who was stepping into the air step by step, and his cold eyes only glanced at the guards lightly, and then they looked at nothing.

immediately looked at Uncle Fu condescendingly, pointed at Qin Yue, who was protected by Tuan Tuan, and said, "Get out of the way, I don't want to get my hands dirty!"

"Protect the young master!"

Under the eyes of the middle-aged man, Uncle Fu did not back down in the slightest, and spoke loudly again.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man, Uncle Fu had already tightened his mind to the extreme.

Because, the one who comes walks in the air is Wuzun.

Martial arts practice, only to Wuzun, can you walk in the air uprightly. Prior to this, although there were also warriors who could walk in the air, they only used their body skills and combat skills to take off for a short time.

How powerful Wuzun is, as the housekeeper of Zhenxi Hou Mansion, Uncle Fu naturally knows it, not to mention that he himself has already stepped into the Wuzun realm with half a foot, and over time, he will not be able to catch a glimpse of the scenery of the Wuzun realm.

And looking at the middle-aged man's empty steps, he was leisurely and complacent, and he was afraid that he was also a leader among the martial arts.

In a flash of thought, Uncle Fu almost mobilized all his strength, and he didn't dare to have the slightest distraction, and stood in front of the guards.

"Heh, it's a bit backbone!" The middle-aged man stroked the hair of his sideburns, the corners of his mouth hooked up to mock, and said with a smile: "Half-step Wuzun, in this land, it can be regarded as a character." ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man paused, and then his tone instantly became cold: "It's just that in front of this seat, it's useless!"

After that, I didn't see any movement from him, just a cold snort in his nostrils.

Burst......

Uncle Fu, who bore the brunt of the attack, was like being struck by lightning, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, they were blocked by Uncle Fu in a group of guards, although they had experienced a hundred battles, their cultivation was too low in the end.

Although everyone blocked this blow with the combined efforts of everyone, everyone was bleeding from the corners of their mouths, their faces were pale, and the iron-blooded evil qi that protected Qin Yue also dissipated more than half.

As long as the middle-aged man did this again, they would definitely not be able to resist.

"Terrible, who is this person, how can there be such a powerful martial artist in the land of Western Xinjiang, but I have never heard of it?"

Uncle Fu had a trace of decadence in his heart, half-step Wuzun, after all, it was not Wuzun, in front of the real Wuzun, half-step Wuzun was just a joke.

At the same time, his head was spinning wildly, guessing the origin of the person in front of him, but unfortunately he found nothing.

This man who suddenly appeared, although his style is weird, his strength is really terrifying.

I actually couldn't even accept the other party's move very reluctantly.

You must know that it is still a move like the other party's dismount, and he did not use all his strength, if he uses all his strength, he is afraid that he will not be able to take a single move, and he will be defeated.

However, no matter what, if you want to be bad for the young master, unless you step on your own corpse.

Thinking of this, Uncle Fu's somewhat shaky figure stood straight again, and his eyes were also firm.

Behind him, a group of guards raised their swords in unison, the tip of the knife went straight towards the middle-aged man, and under their control, spiritual power poured out of the body and climbed towards the tip of the knife.

On the tip of the knife, a cold light flashed, and the shadows of the knife spread all over the front of him, forming a dense wall of knives.

In between breaths, the sword wall had moved forward, blocking both Uncle Fu and Qin Yue behind the knife wall.

"Steward Fu, take the young master away, let's break off!"

At this time, a hoarse voice came from behind the knife wall, and there was a sense of determination in the voice.

"Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards who formed the sword wall suddenly let out a shout.

In the shouting of killing, all the sword shadows in the dense sword wall suddenly merged into one, turning into a giant blade several zhang long.

The blade of the knife is cold and shining, and the blade has iron and blood flowing with evil air.

"Kill!"

Another binge.

With a loud shout, the giant knife slashed towards the man in mid-air without hesitation.

Yes, without hesitation.

Although these guards knew that even if they gathered the strength of all of them, they would not be able to match the middle-aged man, after all, the cultivation realm between the two sides was several levels behind, but they still did not hesitate to burst out of their full strength, just to give Qin Yue a chance to escape.

Even if the chance is extremely slim, even if they may have to pay with their lives.

But they rushed forward without hesitation.

At this time, Uncle Fu had already carried Qin Yue on his back and took advantage of this gap to escape quickly.

"Hey, you're really not afraid of death...... Well, let's die!"

Looking at the giant blade that was several feet long, the man turned a blind eye, and actually had the leisure to take out a piece of powder and pounce it on his face, and then spoke leisurely.

As he spoke, he pointed out and pressed it on the tip of the knife.

Bang......

The blade shattered, and all the shards shot towards all the guards.

The next moment, all the guards fell to the ground with no breath.

It's just that on their faces, there are expressions of relief.

"A bunch of waste, it is also your blessing to die at the hands of this throne. ”

Pointing at and killing everyone, the man's face was extremely disgusted, and then he took out an object and carefully wiped the finger that had just hit the tip of the giant blade, before he raised his eyes to look in the direction where Uncle Fu fled with Qin Yue, and sneered: "I pity the flower for something, how can I let you escape!"

As he spoke, his steps continued to step, twisting his body and swaying left and right, chasing in the direction of Uncle Fu and Qin Yue.

After just a few breaths, the pity flower had already chased to the edge of the dense forest where Uncle Fu and Qin Yue had disappeared.

Rumble!

Just as the poor flower was about to step in, an extremely huge aura suddenly rose in the dense forest.

The aura was mighty and surging in all directions.

Between breaths, it swept over him, and it made him feel like he wanted to worship and surrender.

Under this breath, he has always liked to be high, but he only feels that he is an ant.

This feeling frightened him so much that he wanted to flee, but he was frozen in place, unable to move.

"What the hell!"

The poor flower screamed in her heart......