Late at night, at the foot of Wuyun Ridge, there was still no starlight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the darkness, Ziyunyan stood silently beside the official road, and the cold sword in her hand was always placed on Zhao Liang's neck, not daring to relax at all.

The incomparably powerful momentum is pressing on the left and right, as if it were two mountains, she has been firmly locked here, but if there is any slight abnormal movement, what awaits it will definitely be a thunderous blow.

Whether it is Situ Cheng or Zhao Wangtian, they are the only Yuan Vein masters in Sihai City, and the strength of any one of them is completely above her, especially Zhao Wangtian, as the city lord, is already a master of the Yuan Vein Two-Layer Yuan Realm, and he is simply an existence that cannot be resisted.

Moreover, on the official road in front, four or five hundred Shenwu soldiers with solemn expressions came forward like a sharp face, as if they were facing a great enemy.

These soldiers were divided into three rows, and the first one was obviously the sword and shield hand, each of whom was armed with a thick steel shield, and the narrow and thick iron shield was unanimously outward, like a steel barrier, even if there was a frontal attack from the master, he did not want to disrupt their formation.

In the middle were spearmen, each armed with a spear, which could be used both for sprinting and for throwing fire.

The last row was the archers, all of whom bent their bows and arrows, pointing their cold arrows at Ziyunyan, just waiting for an order.

Obviously, these people are all battlefield soldiers, don't look at only five or six hundred people, but they are ten at a top, or even a hundred, even if there are thousands of troops and horses, they cannot be exterminated.

As the Sihai City of the second-order city, the Shenwu Army also has more than 8,000 people, and this time the Wuyunling Tour, Zhao Wangtian led a thousand people.

Don't look at it, it's just a thousand people, but they are all carefully selected warriors of a hundred battles, and any one of them has the cultivation of the third layer of the Yuan Body, and can serve as a captain in the Shenwu Army.

Of course, the rest of the soldiers had other important guards, and although there was only one official road, there were three or four exits, and it was impossible to gather all the forces here.

However, the top priority is to rescue the young city lord, which is also the key to their trip, and it is also necessary to gather heavy troops here.

The saber rattling, pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the air is already extremely dull.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly shook in front of him, and an old man in a green robe walked quickly in the darkness surrounded by eight generals.

This old man was wearing a dark blue robe, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he was staggering around with his waist and back, so he could know that this person was quite old.

The eight generals were all wearing bright light armor, the steps under their feet were completely the same, and the blades in their hands were also the same.

The eight generals, each of whom had a cultivation level of more than eight layers of the Yuan Body, were all lieutenants in Sihai City, and at the same time as they walked out of the darkness in front of them, they rushed up, surrounding the purple clouds and smoke, like an iron bucket that was impermeable.

The old man in the green robe staggered forward, but he saluted Zhao Wangtian respectfully, and said in a hoarse voice: "City Lord?"

The end of this sentence was elongated, as if there was an inquiry, of course Zhao Wangtian understood it in his heart, but he hesitated slightly, and immediately gritted his teeth and nodded.

Zi Yunyan's brows frowned slightly, and a bad premonition emerged in her heart, although the strength of the eight generals who surrounded her was not weak, she didn't care too much.

However, the old man in the green robe who spoke, although he seemed to be weak and weak, he was full of strangeness, and this person seemed to be a formation mage.

It was this person who made Ziyunyan quite uncomfortable, this is a feeling in the dark, which can only be honed after the test of life and death.

"Ahem!"

The old man in the green robe coughed lightly, and suddenly turned around to look at Ziyunyan, but in those cloudy eyes, there was a burst of light like a sharp sword.

At this time, the eight generals were turning, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like butterflies wearing flowers, which made people feel dazzled.

"Phew!"

The old man in the green robe was like thunder, and suddenly let out a fierce roar, and a formation flew out of his cuffs, and a ray of light immediately shot out.

At the same time, on the heart guards on the chests of the eight generals, gorgeous array stones flashed out, and the light was refracted on the mirror surface of the heart guards, and ten thousand rays of light were immediately born, just like a round of scorching sun out of thin air in the darkness.

In an instant, Ziyunyan's eyes were white, followed by a number of figures, and it seemed that countless figures rushed forward, and at the same time, on the left and right sides, two suffocating pressures came into the air.

"Not good!"

Ziyunyan couldn't help but scream in her heart, and at this moment, almost out of instinct, she immediately rose from the ground.

"Shoot the arrows!"

There seemed to be a rebuke, followed by a burst of bowstrings, only the sound of 'whooshing' was heard, and hundreds of arrows rained down like a storm, all of which were all close to her vital point, and if she had been shot, it would have become a sieve.

Although Ziyunyan was a little dizzy, and she didn't see it very clearly, her divine sense was already aware of it, and she immediately stepped on her left and right feet in mid-air, and she didn't know what kind of body technique she used, but she actually pulled up a foot out of thin air, and those flying arrows swept past her feet like locusts, and they didn't hurt her at all.

"Get down!"

But at this moment, a large fan-like hand swept through the air, immediately piercing through the layers of darkness and stirring up a raging wind.

At this time, Zi Yunyan's eyesight recovered, but she was facing a fate hanging by a thread, she couldn't avoid this palm at all, and the Yuan Vein Master of the Transformation Yuan Realm struck angrily, how could it be so easy to dodge?

If the blade is in the bones, it will be defeated if it does not fight, Ziyunyan is already unavoidable, and he can only grit his teeth and choose to fight hard, and immediately fly up and step forward.

However, the palm that swept in was like the hand of a giant, covered with thick calluses like rocks, and seemed to be filled with endless power, as if any obstacle that stood in its way would be destroyed by pushing and decaying.

Although Ziyunyan said that he opened three Yuan veins in a row, he could be regarded as a rare cultivation genius in the country, but he had just succeeded in rushing the veins, and it was only through the cultivation of the Yuan Realm, but where could he stop it?

"Bang!"

A muffled snort came out in mid-air, and Zi Yunyan only felt that her whole body was shaken, as if she was kicking on a dark iron plate, and even her feet were almost violently broken, and an irresistible violent force came across her, making her involuntarily fly upside down.

"Come on, live!"

Zhao Wangtian let out a hearty laugh, and did not do it himself, just under his order, the eight generals immediately rushed forward, surrounded the purple clouds and smoke, and the eight weapons were greeted one after another, which seemed to contain some kind of strange connection, laying down a thousand nets, and no one would want to escape safely.

At this time, not only did Zhao Wangtian not move, but the dwarf named Situ Cheng also did not make a move, at this time he was holding a person in his hand, with a panicked look on his face, but the sides of his head were empty, as if Zhao Liang had his ears cut off.

"Liang'er, all your torture in the past two days, my father will definitely claim a hundred times for you. ”

Zhao Wangtian looked at him and regretted it, only to feel that his heart was full of infinite anger, and today he would definitely make the ignorant pay a terrible price.

Dare to fight the idea of Four Seas City? It was really a grasshopper shaking the tree, but he wanted to see who it was?