Seeing that the boiled duck was about to fly away from the pot, the assassins chased after him, one of them was fast, running ahead, trying to pass by Qian Nan's side, but Qian Nan's speed was not slow, the latter swept out a foot, and was slamming on the surface of the man's feet, and there was a click in the ear chakra, and the man's body bounced out like a leather ball, and when he landed, he looked at his feet, his armor was broken, his ankles were broken, and he was unnaturally bent to the side.

Seeing this, the assassins could only re-target Qian Nan, and a demonic warrior flashed directly behind him, and the big sword went straight to his heart.

Qian Nan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and his figure first turned to one side, letting go of the other party's edge, and then, when he reached back, he was clasping the neck of the demonic underworld warrior.

He roared suddenly, and with all his arm strength, he wheeled it up with one hand.

Hearing a bang, this demonic martial artist was slammed to the ground by Qian Nan, and before he could get up, Qian Nan stepped on his chest. With a crisp click, the armor on the man's chest shattered, and his chest was sunk downwards into a large pit, spurting blood from his seven orifices, and he was killed on the spot.

As soon as he killed this assassin, two more people rushed up on both sides of Qian Nan, and these two, before they arrived, had already cast their martial arts skills. Qian Nan did not shy away from it, roared loudly, and cast the transformation of the beast armor, and used the weapon after the underworld transformation to connect the opponent's skills.

In the midst of the lightning in the sky, the two assassins fell from mid-air, and looking at their bodies, they were like rag dolls, full of holes, and no longer human.

Now Qian Nan has used all the skills to press the bottom of the box, he does not want to kill the assassins, but only to buy more time for Yin Xiang to escape.

Under the change of Qian Nan's beast armor, the assassins lost five people one after another, and then, everyone did not dare to move forward easily.

People looked at each other. Then, they retreated again and again, and when they retreated beyond the range of Qian Nan's attack, all the assassins raised their broadswords in the air, and no one gave the command, but threw them together.

Qian Nan was shocked. Looking up, one big knife after another swirled in the air, overwhelmingly rushing towards him, so dense that people couldn't find room to dodge. He let out a loud shout, swinging his sword and striking the weapon the Assassin had thrown.

"Dangchang, dangchang!"

There was a continuous crisp sound of iron weapons colliding beside Qian Nan, but after all, he was only one person, no matter how powerful he was, how could he resist so many weapons? After he blocked six or seven weapons in a row. Without seeing it, he let a large knife be nailed to his shoulder.

The force of the big knife was too great, directly penetrating the two layers of armor in front and behind him, and the tip of the knife poked out behind him, Qian Nan screamed in pain and took a step back, but when he withdrew from this step, three more big knives were nailed to his body.

Swords are fatal blows. Qian Nan was impressed by it, and involuntarily took three steps back. Looking at him again at this time, there were four large knives in his shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen, and the white armor on his body had been dyed scarlet with blood.

He staggered in place, his body shook continuously, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he supported the ground with a long sword. Get down on one knee.

Seeing this, the assassins did not delay any longer, and swarmed up, picking up their broadswords from Qian Nan's side one after another, and swept directly past him. Flash into the woods to chase down the escaped Yin Xiang.

If an ordinary person was so seriously injured by Qian Nan, he would have to die on the spot, but after all, he was a profound cultivator, and the dark qi in his body could still protect his heart and veins, so that he still had a breath.

His mind was already blurred, but he knelt on the ground, still muttering, "Protect the princess......" As he spoke, his eyes widened as he watched the assassins whizzing past him, struggling to stand up with their swords propped up.

At this moment, an assassin stepped up to him, looked at him with a cold gaze, stretched out his hand, grabbed a large knife stuck in his body, and pulled it outwards with all his might, and heard a plop, and a bloody arrow also spurted out.

The assassin didn't hesitate for a moment, and slashed his backhand again, right on Qian Nan's neck. The headless corpse stood in place for a long time and fell straight down, and the assassin didn't look at him again, but directly stepped on the corpse and rushed with a knife.

A warrior of Qian Nan's level, if he was on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, he didn't know how much damage he would cause to the other party, but now, he died at the hands of the assassin, which is also the horror of internal friction.

The Assassins rushed into the woods and pursued Yin Xiang and Xing Lei, who had fled earlier. Xing Lei's martial arts were about the same as Qian Nan's, even with Yin Xiang, the speed of running was extremely high, but even so, they were still caught up by more than a dozen assassins.

There were fifteen or six assassins in this wave, half of the light and half of the demon underworld, and when they found Yin Xiang and Xing Lei, the demonic underworld warriors flashed directly in front of them with a swift stride, blocking the way of the two of them, and the human underworld warriors followed and blocked their retreat, but in an instant, the assassins formed a situation of encircling them.

Still no one spoke, the assassins stared at Yin Xiang, their eyes shining one by one, and they all raised their knives in their hands, and the edges were aimed at her in unison.

There are so many assassins around, and Xing Lei is the only one left by his side, to say that Yin Xiang is not afraid that it is definitely a lie, but her dignity as a princess of a country does not allow her to beg for mercy, and does not allow her to show the slightest timidity.

Surrounded by enemies, Yin Xiang forced her composure, she took a deep breath, and asked in a loud voice: "Which of your brothers and sisters from the palace sent you? If you want to kill the palace, you have to let the palace die!"

No one answered her question, and a demonic underworld assassin let out a deep sigh and took the lead in attacking, stabbing forward with a large knife and taking Yin Xiang's neck.

Yin Xiang didn't even see how the knife came out, the tip of the big knife had already stabbed her closely, she lost her face, instinctively took a step back, at the critical moment, it was Xing Lei who struggled to take out the sword, and the big knife that stabbed Yin Xiang bounced away, and then, he returned another sword, cutting the assassin's head.

The assassin raised his sword to parry, and when he heard a golden roar, a dazzling spark suddenly appeared in the dark woods, and the assassin put his feet on the ground, and slid backwards more than two meters to stabilize his body.

Looking at the ground again, two long scratches were revealed, and the armor of the assassin's palm was directly shattered. Blood oozed from the cracked jaw, dripping down his fingertips.

The surrounding assassins narrowed their eyes, and the pressure on the scene began to multiply, and soon, the assassins slowly retreated, at the same time. The raised broadswords were all lowered and turned behind their backs.

Before Xing Lei could figure out what the other party was going to do, suddenly, the assassins threw out the big knife behind their backs, and the big knife swirled in the air, hanging a piercing whistle, and flew towards Yin Xiang and Xing Lei from all directions.

If Xing Lei was just one person at this time, it would be easy for him to protect himself, the key was that he still had to protect Yin Xiang. Seeing the flying big knives roaring towards him, Xing Lei let out a loud shout, exerted his strength to eat, and continuously cast the Underworld Martial Arts Skill.

I only heard the crisp sound of clanging on the field, and the more than ten big knives that flew over were all blocked by the four knife whirlwinds he cast in a row, and the big knives were collided by the air current, and they bounced to the ground in the air, and Xing Lei didn't have time to relieve this breath. The surrounding Assassins had swarmed up, picking up their broadswords at the same time. and attacked Yin Xiang and Xing Lei respectively.

Unleashing four sword whirlwinds in one go, even a martial artist of Xing Lei's level is difficult to bear, and now he is at a time when his front strength is exhausted and his back strength is insufficient, and it is difficult to even protect himself, let alone rescue Yin Xiang.

Seeing that the assassin's broadsword was getting closer and closer to Yin Xiang, Xing Lei himself was firmly trapped by several assassins. He let out a roar in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

Just when Yin Xiang was in a desperate situation and her life was in danger, there was suddenly an additional figure of Yan Bing beside her, and everyone present, including Yin Xiang herself, didn't see how he appeared.

This man's hand was like lightning. Holding Yin Xiang's waist, at the moment when several big knives stabbed closer, he jumped into the air, this jump, two or three meters high, the person was still in the air, grabbed a tree branch, and swung outward by inertia, holding Yin Xiang and jumping out of the assassin's encirclement.

His series of movements were carried out in one go, as fast and agile as a spirit ape.

Halfway through, he suddenly killed Cheng to bite the gold, the assassins were stunned, and Xing Lei was also dumbfounded. After a moment's pause, he thought the princess had been held hostage by the Assassins, his eyes bloodshot and her beard were open, and he roared and charged at the soldier.

However, Xing Lei's figure that had just rushed out was immediately blocked by the assassins around him, and at the same time, the assassins divided seven people, carrying large knives, and walked towards the Yan soldier step by step.

The soldier looked like an ordinary soldier with a black scarf and no armor, and no weapons in his hands, but the assassins could feel that the pressure on this person's body was too strong, so strong that it made people feel terrible before they could fight.

Who is this person? How could there be such a powerful master hidden in the princess's honor guard? Why is there no mention of their own information? The assassins were full of puzzlement, but their footsteps did not stop, and seven people, fanning out, slowly approached.

Not to mention that they couldn't guess the specific identity of this Yan soldier, even Yin Xiang, who was rescued by him, was also a monk of Zhang's second child, she raised her head, looked blankly at this 'little soldier' who was holding her waist, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"

He didn't reply, but looked at the assassins walking across from him, and said slowly, "You are not my opponent, don't force me to make a move, at least, you can save your lives." ”

What a familiar voice! Yin Xiang's heart was startled, and she was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed in disbelief and dumbfounded: "You are ......"

As soon as she spoke, the arm that Yan Bing wrapped around her waist suddenly contracted, and then he lowered his head slightly and whispered in Yin Xiang's ear: "It's good that you know it yourself, but don't make a noise." ”

Originally, she was still a little unsure, after all, his voice was very familiar, but the accent was completely different, it was a standard Yan accent, but hearing him say this, she was already sure that the person dressed as a Yan soldier was Lin Haotian, the coach of the Jin Army!

How could he be in the Yan Country? How could he come to his side? Yin Xiang's heart was full of doubts, but the confusion in her heart was replaced by anger.

Lin Haotian's courage is inevitably too big, not only ran to Yanguo, but also ran to his side, isn't he afraid of exposure?

Even she herself couldn't tell whether it was because Lin Haotian didn't take Yanguo seriously, or because he was angry that he was playing with his own life. At this time, Yin Xiang had forgotten all the assassins around him, and his mind was focused on the 'Yan Soldier' in front of him.

However, the Assassin apparently did not want to give her a chance to get to the bottom of the matter, and the people broke off and the trick was repeated. He threw out the broadsword in his hand again, and shot at the Yan soldier and Yin Xiang in unison.

Lin Haotian let out a soft laugh, and he didn't see any movement, but the long sword had magically appeared in his palm.

Squinting at the broadsword flying from his back, his long sword stabbed out continuously, and a series of clanging sounds were heard in the ear chakra. Seven big knives, all rebounding to the ground.

His sword was so great that he struck out seven swords in a row, but to others, it was as if he had only stabbed out one sword, and this sword knocked all seven swords to the ground.

Seeing this, the faces of the assassins all changed, and the figures approaching forward involuntarily stopped. There are not many underworld martial arts masters they have fought against, but they have never encountered such a powerful and terrifying person as the person in front of them.

Rare. There was a chill in the hearts of the assassins, and they stood in place one by one, staring coldly at the Yan soldier, but they did not make the next move.

As time passed, the broadsword that fell to the ground began to make a slight sound, and white mist continued to emanate from the body of the broadsword, and because there was no spiritual energy injected for a long time, the form of the broadsword had begun to change into an ordinary steel knife.

At this time. One of the Assassins couldn't hold back for it, and he lunged forward silently. The arrow stepped forward to a steel knife on the ground, and reached out to grab it.

However, the Yan soldier who had just held the knife in his hand and hugged Yin Xiang had appeared in front of him at some point, and the cold long sword stabbed mercilessly into his chest, from his front heart. The blade of the sword poked out in the back of it.

The scene was terrifyingly quiet.

"Plop!"

The assassin's corpse fell straight to the ground, and his limbs twitched only a few times before he stopped moving, and the blood gushing out instantly stained the ground red. Almost at the same time, the assassins behind them also heard a sound of inhalation.

The other party is a demonic underworld warrior, and they can sense this. But the other party still held a Yin Xiang in his arms, and it was impossible to use the wind to move, which means that he completely relied on his own body to rush to his companion and stab him to death with a sword.

The incredible sword, coupled with the incredible body technique, is so fast that it can be compared to Feng Ling's speed.

There was no need to fight any more in the past, at this time the Assassins had lost the fighting spirit to continue fighting, the strength of the opponent was completely beyond the scope of their ability to deal with it, it was not just by forcibly besieging without fear of death, even if these assassins were all dead, but no one was willing to make fearless sacrifices.

The group looked at each other and slowly retreated, not knowing which of them let out a sharp whistle, and then the Assassins dispersed and rushed into the dense forest in all directions.

"You can't let them run away like this, you hurry up and catch them......" Yin Xiang finally came back to her senses, pushed the flame soldier's breastplate hard, and shouted urgently.

Yan Bing didn't mean to do what she ordered, he said slowly, "That's your problem, but you have to remember that this time, you owe me my life." ”

As he spoke, the Yan soldier let go of Yin Xiang and turned around to leave.

Seeing this, Yin Xiang was willing to let him go, stretched out his hand and grabbed the cloak behind him, in addition, Xing Lei had already taken the first step, blocking his way, looking him up and down at the same time, he asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Who I am, your princess naturally knows in her heart. The Yan soldier said with a smile.

Xing Lei turned his head to look at Yin Xiang, and she was staring at him intently and with a complicated expression at this time.

Xing Lei was stunned for a moment, his heart moved, and his eyes widened and exclaimed, "Lin Haotian?"

The Yan soldier smiled: "It doesn't look like you're too stupid! Now, can you get out of the way?" As he spoke, he raised his hand casually, and with a flick of his fingers lightly, he heard a ding, Xing Lei's long sword pointing at him was flicked away by his fingertips, and then, he turned back to Yin Xiang and asked, "Can you let go too?"

Yin Xiang didn't mean to let go of his cloak, she said with a straight face: "If you can't explain clearly, don't even think about going!"

The Yan soldier chuckled and asked, "What do you want me to explain?"

"Why did you come to Yanguo? Why did you come to this palace......? Why do you want to save this palace?" Yin Xiang asked like a cannon.

This Yan soldier is none other than Lin Haotian in disguise.

Now that Yin Xiang and Xing Lei have seen his identity, there is no need for him to hide it anymore, he pulled down the black scarf on his face, revealing a handsome face and an evil smile, he asked with a smile: "You have asked so many questions at once, which question do you want me to answer first?"

Yin Xiang was sullen, glared at Lin Haotian angrily, and said, "You should first tell me why you want to come to Yanguo!"

"I had nothing to do, so I stopped by for a stroll. Lin Haotian shrugged and said.

"Then why are you here, why are you here to save me?"

"You were so careless that so many Assassins were following you without even noticing. After all, you and I are also acquaintances, save you, it's worth raising your hands, be a favor!" Lin Haotian replied easily and casually.

After hearing this, Yin Xiang scoffed, she didn't believe that things would be so simple!

No matter what she thought, Lin Haotian didn't want to stay any longer, he said: "I saved your life, this trip to Yanguo is not worth it, let's leave it at that!"

"Do you think this palace will let you go?" Yin Xiang's face sank, and he stared at Lin Haotian with a cold condensation.

"Oh, refuse to let me go?" Lin Haotian blinked, first looked at Yin Xiang, then at Xing Lei on the side, and asked with a smile: "So, how can you keep me?

"Although I can't keep you now, I can send orders to the garrisons everywhere to hunt you down......"

Lin Haotian waved his hand, interrupted her threat, and said: "The Yan country is so big, if I want to leave, it will be easy, not to mention, I haven't paid attention to the garrisons you mentioned, otherwise, I wouldn't have come to the Yan country." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, smiled and stretched out his hand, gently caressing her slender neck, and said, "Or, do you want to make my 'talisman' again?"

Yin Xiang's face changed suddenly, and he immediately remembered the scene when Lin Haotian held him hostage in Yanying.

Xing Lei was also shocked, his face was full of nervousness, and he raised his long sword again, aiming at Lin Haotian. (To be continued......)