Fu Yunge nodded. Looking not far from his side, in the grass behind the horse market, in the same empty gaze, some dense black dots quickly approached them.

"This also shows that the Seven Factions are quite safe at the moment." Dongfang Shiming retracted his body into the car and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Seven Factions had fallen, these guys shouldn't have waited outside the canyon. And now that they are surrounded by so many people, it means that the golden halberd inside is still safe and sound.

If this is the case, it seems that the people of the horse market are safe for the time being.

"I'll go out of the way." Fu Yunge looked at the approaching enemy army, gave a command, drew his sword and jumped out of the window.

The coachman is also a member of the wine alliance, so he will naturally not panic when he sees such a scene. Dongfang Shiming ordered to move forward at full speed, and he immediately threw up his horsewhip, and with a sharp grip on his bridle, the horse shook off the smoke and dust, and rushed towards the crowd blocking the way.

Several cars behind followed at the same time. Like a long snake, it rolled through the smoke of the wings, and rushed into the encirclement of the enemy army.

Fu Yunge "hung the golden bell upside down", grabbed the top wrench on the carriage with one hand, shook it like a carp, and flew to the top of the carriage.

He half-bowed down and reached out to grab the brass buckle on it, keeping his body not too shaky.

Seeing the many enemies that sprung up in an instant, he took a deep breath, the sea of qi surged, and his true qi started.

"Faster!" Seeing that there was still a short way away, he immediately shouted, and at the same time, the sword danced like a fly!

The wheel, which rotated to the extreme, made a "click" sound, and the horse marched forward. Seeing this, the soldiers blocking in front of the car dodged sideways, not daring to attack him directly.

The car was fast, and the enemy troops below were dizzying. Fu Yunge moves the sword freely, the blade of the sword goes, and the sharp light locks the throat. When I looked back, there were more than a dozen dead bodies lying on the side of the road on both sides of the wheels.

Ahead, countless more hands reached out, some with weapons, coming towards the horses and carriages.

"Kill yourself!" Fu Yunge's true qi rushed upward, and the power of Tai Sui at the bottom of the sea of qi was blessed, and the sword light accompanied the clouds and frost, sweeping up a dazzling sword net.

In an instant, blood stained the blade of the sword, and at the same time, it stabbed into the throat of another person in the next second.

The ethereal sword flew sideways from side to side, sometimes spinning out of his hand, straight like a spirit, and cooperated with Fu Yunge. However, in an instant, there were many more corpses and bones in the mecca passing by, and the warmth had not yet passed, and it was even more terrifying and murderous in the autumn scene.

However, the elite of the Nine Shadows are not idle. In addition to being more difficult to deal with than before, it is also more combat-minded.

Seeing that Fu Yunge was brave and invincible, they wanted to take the horse first, intending to force their car to stop first.

Suddenly, countless people blocked the horse together, pulled up their weapons and slashed horizontally and vertically, and some even wanted to lift their hips.

In the blink of an eye, the horse was wounded in several places, its speed slowed down suddenly, and the horse's blood gushed out of its strong skin. The smell of blood seemed to make the group even more excited, and they turned their attention to the horses, as if they had found a way to defeat the enemy.

The horse's hooves were trampled by the crowd and almost collapsed. Seeing this, the coachman struggled to drive the enemy away with his horsewhip, but it was still ineffective.

In a matter of seconds, their speed was greatly reduced, and they were caught in the dense bag of enemy troops.

Seeing this, Fu Yunge on the roof of the car was annoyed.

"It's filthy!" He scolded angrily as he grabbed the brass buckle, jumped off the roof of the car, and kicked his feet in front of the car.

The people who were rushing to grab horses with an excited face just now were instantly kicked in the wrong face. The first few people were even kicked out of a few molars, their eyes were full of stars, and their movements were in a trance.

In just an instant, Fu Yunge took advantage of this gap and was already on the horse's back.

"Drive!" He pulled the reins and gritted his teeth and shouted.

At first, the horses thought that they were carrying an enemy, and suddenly shook their heads and jolted. Fu Yunge hurriedly leaned over and pressed against the saddle, the long sword in his hand was pressed down, and several swords slashed at the crotch of the enemy soldier's pants, and while the blood was splashing, the heart-rending wail resounded in his ears.

"Let's go!" Fu Yunge patted the horse's back again.

At this time, the horse resonated, stopped resisting, and galloped again.

Fu Yunge's sword blade still maintained its original angle. As the fast horses galloped, the enemy soldiers in front of them were cut off all the way, and they couldn't even stand up to resist the car.

Fu Yunge sighed lightly, and then felt heartfelt emotion in his heart.

"It's not good, they're ...... later," Dongfang Shiming's voice came from the carriage, "they can't keep up." ”

Fu Yunge sighed halfway, and when he heard the words, he tensed his spirit again.

Looking back, Fu Yunge's heartstrings were tightened. Seeing the tide of enemy legions surrounding the chariot behind them, they were afraid that they would surely die when they saw that their carriage was about to go away!

The heart was like a fire, and the heart of the Fuyun singer oozed a fine sweat.

The front is about to break through, but they can't just take care of themselves like this. Looking back at the car behind him, Fu Yunge's heart was horizontal, and he grabbed the galloping horse.

"Appeal ——!" The horse almost fell, and Fu Yunge hurriedly slammed his sword on the ground, and with a lot of luck, he was able to return the horse's body to justice.

In front, the remaining enemy soldiers saw them stop and gathered one after another.

The front and back were surrounded, and Fu Yunge and Dongfang Shiming felt that something was bad for a while.

"We can't park." Suddenly, the voice of Dongfang Shiming came from the carriage again.

Fu Yunge frowned. He also understands this truth, but what if he doesn't turn back to the rescue?

Seeing that the enemy army in front of him was outflanked again, Fu Yunge was anxious. But at this moment, I heard a calm order from the carriage: "Keep rushing forward." A few cars in the back, I'll come to the rescue. ”

Fuyun was stunned when he heard it. But there is no other way, at this dangerous juncture, he can really only trust Dongfang Shiming's mind.

Immediately, he leaned back and sat cross-legged with the coachman. The two of them rode their horses at the same time, and the two front hooves of the horses suddenly took off into the air, followed by a neighing of the horses, and the car galloped up.

At the same time, a long whip flew out of the window. The whip head was like a snake, stabbing straight into the center of the crowd.

The wild wind, accompanied by a swaying whip, circled the surrounding crowd like thunder and lightning, and quickly wrapped around the neck of the horse driving the car behind it.

The people around them had just been startled by the long whip flying past them, and before they could react, the galloping horse that was being pulled tightly by the long whip was in pain, and immediately began to gallop with their heads held high.

Dongfang Shiming felt the long whip tighten, and immediately tied one end in the car. The two cars were instantly connected into one, and the two horses plucked up all their strength to break through the encirclement, rushing to kill the soldiers around them.

Fu Yunge seized the opportunity, slowly stood up with his sword, and faced a burst of assassination in front of him. Flying blood was sprinkled on the horse's back and the board, and it also wet Fu Yunge's clothes, but their fighting spirit was high, fearless, and they rushed all the way.