The pseudo-cultivators of the Rong army who were lying in ambush rushed up, and when they saw that the four people sent out earlier were already dead, they shouted: "Up! Kill her! ”

Qiong also glanced around coldly, two hundred, no, more than that, there were more people than the last time they attacked their own clan, but this time, there was no leading Mo Yungu.

"Why didn't Mo Yungu come?" She crossed the sword in one hand and slashed down a piece of sword light: "Are you afraid?" ”

The leader shouted: "Female streamers, how dare you shout! ”

Joan also found out that this person's cultivation was the highest among the three hundred, almost six or seven of his own success. Their overall cultivation is not strong, but they are better than the number of people.

Capture the thief and capture the king first. She thought, her left hand slowly stretched forward, the wind surging slowly, no one cared about her, only surrounded her layer by layer, the air flow attached to the side of the person in charge, suddenly contracted, he was unsuspectingly wrapped in the wind shape, Qiong also suddenly retracted his fist, the strong wind continued to twist inward and collapse, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, and the man's scream: "Ah! Yes! ——”

Her voice was crisp and pleasant: "Why don't you shout?" ”

The Rong soldiers were shocked when they saw the situation, and raised their knives to stab her who was surrounded, but who knew that Qiong Yi, who was killed impenetrable, disappeared in front of her eyes.

"Uhhhh On top! Kill her...... Help me......"

Qiong has also released the maximum pressure of Yu Feng, but he can only break his shoulder bones and torso, in the case of this person with cultivation as a protective body, he can't directly pinch him to death, and said in his heart: My skill is a killing move, and it is really very reluctant.

The Rong people raised their heads one after another, and what was brighter than the moonlight in the air was the true qi overflowing from the string song sword.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the ground was dusty, and the Rong army fell, some were injured by the sword, and some got up and continued to fight with the sword.

Seeing that the general was trapped between the wind shapes, the Rong people on his side didn't know what kind of evil art this was, he reached out to touch the thing that bound him, and was quickly bounced away by the gale, and someone used a knife to cut it, how to cut it constantly, Qiong also saw that the Rong people tried their best to swing the knife to cut the wind shape, trying to rescue the general, and directly withdrew his hand to let the gathered wind disperse, and the big knife slashed into the person's body like this, and the blood was swayed, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

She withdrew her gaze and focused on the enemy. There were countless slashes rushing up in front of her, and with the help of the wind shield body, she quickly pierced through the crowd, and her moves were deadly, although some killing moves could be stopped and defused by the Rong people, but they were still inevitably stabbed by her.

"Plug her! Don't go back! ”

"Keep up! She's outnumbered! ”

"Where are the people? The action is too fast to see clearly! ”

Qiong Yi flashed behind everyone, the white sword qi condensed into a shape, and was splitting their heads, and after Qiong Yi appeared, the pseudo-cultivators reacted quickly, and they raised their knives one after another, with countless blades, and the moment the knife was about to fall, it was only an afterimage, and the blue-red human body disappeared again.

The corpses in front of her fell one by one, the true qi in her body became thinner and thinner, there were more and more wounds on her body, and the cyan shirt had become blood red unconsciously.

What is clearer and clearer is the grip of the string song sword.

In addition to floating and Rong Jun, Joan also breathed a little, and on the other side of the street, there were still about a hundred people standing, but his body was already cold and exhausted due to blood loss. Looking at the rest of the people from afar, Joan also twisted lightly between his fingers, resisting the weather, three fingers gathered, like an orchid and a butterfly, and the wind arose under their feet for no reason, blowing everyone in one place, not strong, nor lethal, but like a vision made in heaven, very bluffing.

The pseudo-cultivators ran out of the eye of the wind one after another, and it was difficult to struggle out in a short period of time, only to hear her ask coldly: "In order to kill me alone, raise the army and mobilize the people, this is your Kun Zhai Boss's strategy?" ”

The white light flowing around her is the little true qi left, and in the center of the dark night street, the red clothes stained by blood are illuminated, and they are not like things in the world, and they are independent of the world.

The pseudo-cultivators were angry and did not reply, Qiong also exhaled, the brilliance in her purple eyes gradually dimmed, she realized that there was an assassination in the rear tonight, and the front line was by no means peaceful, and they restrained each other, so that their group of pseudo-cultivators had a chance to lurk in the mountains.

It's too aggressive, it's just a gamble.

This method of battle is completely different from Mo Yungu's previous steady and treacherous.

Before she could think about it, the black-clothed people seemed to have taken something out of their arms and devoured it one after another, Qiong also felt something different, stabbed with a sword, and only killed a few people slightly, and the breath of the rest of the people changed greatly, and they climbed rapidly, rising more than two levels, directly from a low-level monk to a middle-level, she raised her eyebrows: What kind of secret method is this?

Then, she sensed that the breath of these people increased suddenly, but it didn't last long, I was afraid that she wouldn't live for a few hours after taking the medicine, and she was even more indifferent: these people in front of her were all dead soldiers.

The dead who came to take her life.

Qiong was also puzzled, why did Mo Yungu go so far to kill herself, she just tried her best to hurt him, but she would be so jealous?

After the strength of the pseudo-cultivation was enhanced, she resisted the wind and rushed out of the eye of the storm, rushing straight towards Qiong Yi, the magic circle under Qiong Yi's feet was bright, the heavenly fire fell from the sky, and the Rong people who had time to get out in the future were swept into the fire wave, burning more and more, and she raised her sword to get close to the enemy, her body was numb, but there was no fear on her face.

The waves of fire are rolling, being swept by the wind and shrinking inward, the houses on the side of the street are not burned, the villagers in the house are trembling and dare not make a sound, the shouting and shouting outside the house are one after another, one is better than a terrible, the collision of cold fronts, the screams after being burned by the fire, the smell of human flesh that is burned out, and the noisy footsteps and angry scolding, as time progresses, it becomes more and more faint, I don't know how long later, until the last burst of "plopping" sound, "clang" big knife falling to the ground, so far, the outside world is quiet, and even the sound of fire is gone.

Only then did the villagers tremble and push open a crack in the window to see what was going on outside.

There were black-and-red corpses all over the ground, and a figure dressed in bloody clothes stood on top of the group of corpses, but the sword in his hand was shining with clean light.

Joan also closed her eyes and walked out of the mountain of corpses.

The blood on her body can no longer tell who it is, there is no trace of true qi left in the body, all the bright and dark injuries are mixed together, not a word of pain can be said, she walked in a trance, unconsciously, only felt so tired and sleepy, her eyes fell on the corpse mountain, although the houses in the village were destroyed a lot in the fight, but it seemed that there were no dead people, and she vaguely saw the villagers pushing open the door and rushing towards her, her eyes were white and her hair was confused, but the corners of her lips were slightly hooked.

She thought: this time, no one will die in front of her eyes.

The consciousness collapsed, and she could no longer support the ground and was about to fall, and Joan also stabbed into the ground with a string song to stabilize half of her body.

The person who walked out of the pile of corpses must be ugly and terrifying... Otherwise, why did the villagers kneel around themselves......

Qiong also lowered her head, she didn't want to frighten them, she had lived in the village to recuperate, and she had been taken care of by them too much, she remembered, and remembered everything.

His eyes were dark, and what the villagers were saying, Qiong couldn't hear or understand it anymore, and his breathing gradually stopped.

"Go to the wounded camp of the Protector to find someone! Go ahead! ”

"Oh my God! O Bodhisattva! Little lady, don't die! Don't die! ”

"Go and carry a bed! Carry the little fairy to the medicine fairy! Come on! ”

"Hurry up! Little fairy girl, you hold on a little longer! Don't go to sleep! ”

"Someone! Saved! ”

The wounded in the camp who were able to walk around the ground had already arrived, and the sight of the tragic situation in front of them was terrifying, and the villagers carried a bloody human figure on their beds, knelt at their feet and cried: "Help her! Save this immortal! She saved us! Can't let her die! ……”

"Lu Xiyan?!" The monk was surprised: "Isn't she already crazy......

"She's not crazy! She didn't! …… She was the one who saved the lives of our whole village, save her......"

The monk took a look at her breath, then looked back in amazement and said, "Quick! Call the doctor! She's out of gas! After saying that, he hurriedly gave Qiong Yimei heart the true qi to continue her life, took the bed from the hands of the villagers, and rushed to the injured camp with her.

When the doctors saw Qiong Yi, they gasped and cleaned her wounds, and it was not until dawn that they stabilized their lifeline and reluctantly saved her.

The monks went to the village to check whether there were still Rong soldiers alive, and found that there were more than 300 people, all of whom were dead, not a single one missed the kill, and the corpses were heavy.

The front line had been fighting for a long time, and the news of the attack on the rear had spread, and no one had the energy to turn back to see it, and Joan was all in the care of the doctors in the wounded camp.

It took a few days to clean up the corpses of the Rong people in the village, and the front line was killed for a few days, and the battle reached the far frontier, when Qiong Yi woke up from his injuries, he opened his eyes and saw the villagers who were protected by her that night, familiar and Mo Sheng, they called her a "fairy", Qiong also said that she was not a fairy, just call her Lu Xiyan.

When she woke up, she regained her senses, and she sorted out the whole picture of what had happened, only to know what had happened.

At that time, the front line was about to fight fiercely, Sheng Xuanyan saw the clues, left a note for her to go, and even most of the monks in the wounded camp went, and several companies and camps in the rear were empty, and it was easy for the Rong people to lurk in. The battle in front of the gate was fierce, and it was on that night that he was assassinated by three hundred dead soldiers in the drugged world, and when he was stabbed through his body and his life was in danger, he regained consciousness and woke up. Because she was outnumbered, she exhausted her cultivation to protect all the villagers, and because of this, she was exhausted, and after being rescued, the battle on the front line still continued.

The villagers regarded Qiong Yi as a benefactor and a fairy, and the doctor expelled them all from the camp, and talked with Qiong Yi for a long time, asking her before and when she was demented, and Qiong also replied fluently, and couldn't help but be shocked: There is really a precedent in the world for recovering from a stupor that has lost his mind to become an ordinary person.

The doctor secretly pondered for a long time, and felt that Qiong could also recover his senses, which was inseparable from Sheng Xuan's careful comfort and care, and also the near-death stimulation of the Rong army's sneak attack.

Joan didn't want to stay here for a long time, this village was too far away from the current front line, so far away that it was difficult to feel at ease, even if there were wounds all over her body, she asked the wounded monks to take her with her.

As a result, she was rejected by the people in the same camp, saying that if she went with this injury, she would only cause trouble for others, so it was better to take care of it and stay for treatment.

Qiong also showed unwillingness, and the doctor said: Annihilate the lurking gangsters, there are no casualties in the villages and towns, Miss Lu, there are few people in the whole world who can do this deed, you have done a good enough, it is not impossible to leave some credit for others.

Joan was also dumbfounded, and before she could worry about it for a few days, the news of the great victory came back.

The monks of the five clans recaptured the Xie Clan's mansion, as well as the most important station, Tongyu Fort, and the Rong army was defeated on the frontal battlefield, and the rear sneak attack failed, and the whole army was annihilated.

The news that "the assassination of the three hundred dead soldiers in Ershan was frustrated, and Lu Xiyan was extremely seriously injured" was deliberately suppressed by Xie Cong, and when Sheng Xuanyan stopped from the battlefield, he heard that Qiong was also attacked, and regardless of his meritorious service, he immediately withdrew to see her.

When he returned to Ershan, he didn't have time to take off all the cloak and armor on his body, and he rushed into the narrow house where they lived together but didn't see anyone. ”

When Qiong also saw him coming, regardless of his scarred body, he was helped to lie back by Sheng Xuan, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't stop choking in his words: "I heard, I heard the doctor say, you... Is it true that you're all sane again? ”