Bai Zheng stretched out his hand and stroked the throat that was crossed by the cold mang, and then glanced at the listening wind eagle on his shoulder that was scratched and his neck feather was broken, and raised his eyes to look ahead, his eyes were beating with a cruel light, and it was only at this moment that he completely put away his contempt for Murong Jiu, and the two generals who had extraordinary combat effectiveness but had no trace of anything also reminded him that Murong Jiu in his sight was not as ordinary as he seemed on the surface.

The sound of swishing wind broke out, and ten Ding'an City guards wearing armor and holding heavy swords flew behind Bai Zheng, their eyes were cold, and there was a faint aura of killing in their bodies...... Boom, boom, boom! The sound of uniform footsteps sounded in the night wind, and several teams of guards were running, and the terrible aura that filled the air could also make people see that they were not ordinary guards.

This premeditation has been planned for a long time, and tonight on this main street, the people have been dismissed, and such an empty and lonely street is filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere.

In the distant air, quite a few cultivators had already gathered, and they were talking to each other, pointing out and discussing. There is a generation of heavenly kings sitting in the city of Ding'an, and there has been no large-scale battle for many years.

The two sides of the main street, a man in white stood behind the defender of Ding'an City in armor, and behind the most Lu stood thirty guards of Ding'an City with powerful bows and crossbows.

"Master......" Sima Yan, who was injured, felt a deep depression from the opposite formation, and the battle was already in absolute crisis. She looked up at Murong Jiu's cheek, her eyes flashed with self-reproach, if it weren't for herself, how could her master be in danger?

"Swallow who has nothing to do, Master is very powerful. Murong Jiu smiled at Sima Yan, he didn't care about pouting forward, he was still able to get out safely in the battle with the barbarian giants, and he still couldn't hurt us with them.

"But, Master, I'm ......" Sima Yan's nose was sour, and mist appeared in her eyes. She felt guilty that she couldn't help Master but instead distracted him to protect herself.

"Good. Don't talk, we'll all be fine. ”

Murong Jiu's eyes looked straight ahead, his shining eyes were shining like bright stars, and his state of mind was extremely calm when he stopped water. The tragic aura exuded by the forty-one people in front of him also shocked him. He understood. This time it will be another time of crisis for his own life and death.

Boom! Bai Zheng and the other forty-one people took a step forward at the same time, and the terrifying aura wave that gathered forty-one momentum crashed into Murong Jiu's protective blue light, and Murong Jiu felt a cardiac arrest. His body was involuntarily swept back a foot away.

A long howl, an eagle's roar resounded throughout the street, Murong Jiu and the golden-winged bird didn't dare to wait any longer, momentum was very important in the battle, they didn't dare to let the forty-one people on the opposite side completely burst out of their own momentum, otherwise there was no need to fight, Murong Jiu would have been defeated in that storm-like momentum.

A figure and a golden light shot forward, and an even more tragic battle began.

The golden-winged bird relied on the speed that was difficult to catch, and quickly shuttled between the ten guards, the sharp claws instantly grabbed through the throats of the two of them, and before the blood gushed, the golden light flickered, and the hook-like eagle beak pierced through the temples of one person, and the numerical advantage could not bring any obstacles to the golden-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird was able to do it with ease, but Murong Jiu was in danger, holding Sima Yan in his arms had already hindered his ghostly body technique from being used to perform a three-point one, facing the attacks of many cultivators, including Bai Zheng, he could only use his mobile body technique to avoid the bombardment of the energy collision, and find an opportunity to strike a blow.

Boom! Murong Jiu's palm slapped out, one palm and four blows, and the surging attack energy instantly shattered one of the arms and half of the body of a guard, and at the same time Murong Jiu turned back, but he was still bombarded on his back by the energy waves emitted by several heavy swords; a stainless steel folding fan spun and slashed towards Sima Yan in his arms, his right palm slapped to the rescue, but was slashed on the back by a heavy sword.

Murong Jiu, who landed on his feet, suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and he didn't have time to observe where the danger came from, he carried Sima Yan through the air one after another, and moved his body horizontally, ding, ding, ding...... The steel arrows shot from nearly ten powerful bows and crossbows were nailed to the ground, the tips of the arrows were deeply nailed into the bluestone slab, and the tail end of the arrows resounded with a trembling buzz, which showed the strong shooting power of the powerful bow and crossbow.

Like wind on the soles of his feet, Murong Jiu turned around and withdrew from the battle with a few people.

"Master, you're injured!" Sima Yan felt Murong Jiu's body trembling, and she raised her head and whispered.

No way!

Murong Jiu raised his arm to wipe away the blood that overflowed the corners of his mouth, and really felt the numbness of the bones in his back, he was really depressed, it was Miss Ye of the heavy sword, although the heavy sword had no edge, but the strength was huge! Murong Jiu was so aggrieved, this feeling of not being able to use the power was too uncomfortable, and I don't know how the three heads and six arms of the ancient god Nezha and the third prince were refined?

The corners of his mouth were cracked, Murong Jiu gave Sima Yan an ugly smile, and his body moved sideways again in an instant to dodge the shooting of more than a dozen arrows, and he finally became angry and let out a roar: "Great Immortal, if you don't die, squeak!"

Crash...... The spatial energy fluctuated, and a set of bloody armor fell out of thin air.

"Great! You're the one you're waiting for...... Yanzi, go to a safe place and ...... first" Murong Jiu glanced at Sima Yan, and he flicked his arm and threw her body into the void.

"Shoot the thief with an arrow!"

Bai Zheng saw that set of blood armor suddenly changed color, and a city guard general with good combat strength was actually beheaded with such blood! Seeing Sima Yan's body flying into the air, he burst out with a loud cry, and at the same time threw out the stainless steel folding fan in his hand, the folding fan rotated and scattered cold light and slashed towards Sima Yan's waist, and thirty stainless steel arrows shot at Sima Yan like raindrops. The whistling sound of breaking through the air makes people tremble.

Although Sima Yan trusted Murong Jiu, she intuitively saw such a sharp murderous aura coming to her face, and her face was also pale, and her heart trembled, but when all the attacks were a foot away from her body, the spatial energy fluctuated, and she suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Ha Luha, Xiao Misan, wait for you to die!"

With Sima Yan's restraint missing from the crook of his arm, Murong Jiu strongly felt that his body was as light as a swallow. His body trembled. The body suddenly split into three, and the three identical figures exuded the same momentum, and pounced in the middle of the opponent on the opposite side like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Chirp ......" A clear eagle chirped, and the golden-winged bird swayed and appeared among the thirty guards armed with bows and crossbows. The golden claws suddenly appeared, and in an instant, they had already scratched someone's throat.

Bang! The alternation of entities and phantoms is irregular. In the blink of an eye. Murong Jiu's body clapped his hands forward, and with one palm and four blows, he instantly killed the enemy, and waved his hands again and again. One after another, the generals were bombarded and killed.

The cultivators watching the battle from a distance were shocked, the swift speed of the colorful bird with golden wings made it difficult to predict its high-speed flight trajectory, and the golden lightning loomed, it seemed to enter a no-man's land, and the claws and claws cut off the vitality of the guards, and nearly thirty armored soldiers looked nervous because of it, and they didn't know how to fight back in fear.

And that young man in battle, he fought fiercely against several cultivators who were not weak in three points, and his strange figure flickered and killed an enemy.

The spectators also imagined themselves to be Murong Jiu in their hearts, but they found that in the serial attack of forty-one people, even if they were not smashed into slag, they would definitely not be as brave as Murong Jiu.

Such a tragic battle frightened them at the same time, but also shouted with joy, as a cultivator, there is naturally a blood and energy, and the pride is full of pride to kill all directions, which one is not enthusiastic?

Bang! The shapeshifter shifted the body again, and Murong Jiu's right palm wearing the silkworm gloves slammed into Bai Zheng's stainless steel folding fan, boom, boom, boom, boom...... Four blows with one palm, one palm slap out, in fact, implied four attacks, Bai Zheng was caught off guard and was knocked back and flew, he spat blood in his mouth, the nerves in the bones of his right arm were shattered, and his blood was not smooth.

"Chirp ......" the golden-winged bird spread its wings and shot down the water dog again, the sharp golden light flashed, it had flown to the body upside down Bai Zheng approached, a pair of sharp claws fiercely grabbed down, the cold air hit people.

"Tweet ......"

Always lying on Bai Zheng's shoulder, trying to avoid the attack of the golden-winged bird, the wind eagle finally suffered a tragic fate, a sharp claw slashed its neck, its throat bone was clawed and broken, blood gushed out, and a terrible whimper sounded in the air.

However, under the sharp claws of the high-speed golden-winged bird, Bai Zheng was also robbed at the same time, a pair of sharp claws of the golden-winged bird opened, one grabbed at the wind eagle, and the other grabbed Bai Zheng's eyes, although Bai Zheng alertly avoided his eyes, but a piece of flesh on his cheek was torn down by the sharp claws.

"Ha Lu Ha...... Little Fifteen, well done!"

Murong Jiu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the repeated energy collisions also made the qi and blood in his body churn, but being able to witness the life of that damn listening to the wind eagle whined with his own eyes, he felt happy in his heart.

This time, Murong Jiu and the golden-winged bird's joint attack, the harvest was huge, thirty armor guards were scratched alive in the golden-winged bird's intersperse, twenty people's throats were broken, and ten armor guards have also been eight out of ten, plus the death of the wind carving, and the white Zheng who was caught a piece of flesh and blood, Murong Jiu's mood was agitated, and the blood was surging in his body.

"Chirp ......" The golden-winged bird turned down, and it landed firmly on Murong Jiu's shoulder, and the excited hawk song revealed the pride in its heart.

The listening wind eagle who fell from his shoulder had already returned to the netherworld, feeling the hot pain on his cheeks, Bai Zheng stared at Murong Jiu and the golden-winged bird, his eyes shone with resentment, he thought that the person who could be killed could be killed was so tenacious, he didn't want to lose to Murong Jiu, and he couldn't lose to Murong Jiu, Murong Jiu had to die!

This is not only because Murong Jiu is the person who must be killed in the Divine Dragon Sect, but also because of Sima Yan, who has infinite trust in Murong Jiu and regards him as a relative. Although this Sima Yan is not Sima Yan, but for Bai Zheng, who has been in love with the fake Sima Yan for a long time, he can't tolerate another woman who has the same appearance as the angel in his heart who has hugged other men.

Bai Zheng has a deformed psychology, he thinks that Sima Yan's angelic face can only belong to himself, her appearance, her name, her body, her heart, everything can only belong to him Bai Zheng alone, she can die, but she can't fall in love or even trust other men, so Murong Jiu, who is close to Sima Yan, must die......!