The wind blows the leaves and flies, and the forest birds chirp wildly.

Shaofeng hadn't moved yet, and the Heavy Sword Sect, who had been very entangled, saw Shaofeng holding his sword from a distance, staring at the crazy Yan Wufeng, and his legs trembled with fright.

These killers who were powerful in the Heavy Sword Sect on weekdays shouted bitterly in unison.

"Mother, why is this demon looking this way, son, if we don't leave, it's really too late!"

"Childe, we beg you, let's go!"

“......”

They wanted to leave very much, but Yan Wufeng was the son of the sect master of the Heavy Sword Sect and the future heir of the Heavy Sword Sect, once Yan Wufeng had an accident, they would be endlessly chased and killed by the Heavy Sword Sect, so if they were given the three of them, they would not dare to leave Yan Wufeng and run away by themselves.

"If you don't go, if you don't kill that bastard, I won't leave if my son dies!"

But Yan Wufeng had long lost his mind, and he couldn't hear the cries of his subordinates at all, and he was about to rush over when he touched a sword in his hand.

"Senior brother is offended!"

The two disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect who were kneeling on the ground just now glanced at each other, and their hearts were crossed, taking advantage of Yan Wufeng's madness, and at the same time struck him slightly in the neck, Yan Wufeng fainted without knowing why.

These two people didn't dare to delay any longer, even if they were held accountable, they had to do so.

"Everyone listen to the order, get out of here quickly!"

When his body was about to collapse to the ground, the two of them supported Yan Wufeng in the blink of an eye, and gave an order, and ran in the direction of the imperial capital after setting up.

Run as hard as you can!

"If you don't run, it's your grandson!"

"Let's go!"

“.........”

Someone took the responsibility, and these killers directly ran more decisively than one another, after all, they were only the mid-range management of the Heavy Sword Sect, because Yuzhong lost his life, it would be quite a big loss.

"Run, hehe, let you run, this young man will not be called Xuefa Langjun!"

Shaofeng was willing to give them a chance, and with a sword against the big array, there was a gap in the big array.

He was alone, and chased his family in the direction of the imperial capital, without worrying about Bai Mao's safety at all.

Chapter 122 of "The Sword Rises from the People", the weather of the imperial capital is impressive, and the hand is hitting, please wait a moment,

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