When Bart heard this, his originally gloomy face was even more like a layer of pot ash, he was also the number one person in the Wushen clan, and he was even admired by thousands of people in Songdan City, but he would look away at a southerner.

In his initial opinion, this handsome young man who was not proficient in martial arts was actually a rare master, and listening to his tone, even the matter of his ambush here was clear.

His heart sank suddenly, and he couldn't help but gasp, this guy shouldn't be here for the key, right?

He immediately gestured to a shaman beside him, who understood and retreated quietly, and then Bart raised his hand, and his men immediately gathered around the courtyard.

At this time, he said coldly: "Young Master Fang, I don't care what your origin is or what your purpose is here, but if you want to break through from here, it is absolutely impossible!"

As soon as he raised his hand, the shamans and wizards shone out with blue poisonous blades, holding the handle in one hand and pulling the long rope on the handle in the other, ready to release the poisonous blade at any time.

As soon as he saw the posture of the shaman, the first to be frightened was Ding Muzhong's group of guards, and one by one suddenly changed, and now the crowd has no leader, and the situation is very embarrassing.

Compared to them, Lu Bei and the others did not panic at all with Fang Ling's instructions.

Fang Ling smiled calmly: "With a master like Ba Dawu guarding here, of course we don't dare to break through." After that, he found a stone pier and sat down, and Lu Bei and the others began to bandage each other's wounds, after all, except for Song Ying'er, who was not injured, Lu Bei and Hao Tieniu and others all had a lot of sword wounds on their bodies.

The corners of Bart's mouth twitched, he couldn't hear the sarcasm in his words, but these guys really didn't seem to have any intention of breaking through, and they were here to heal.

He secretly felt that something was wrong, the other party did not take advantage of the lack of people to break through, but delayed time here, either there were people in the city who supported them, or they had a trick to get out of the city.

At this time, Bart felt that he had miscalculated, and he couldn't even guess what was going on in the boy's head.

Fang Ling had a faint smile on his face, his expression was calm, he had already anticipated the scene that would appear after hearing the eagle inform the shaman about the sorcerer.

Even if they break through Bart and others, there are still defenders in the city, even if they are lucky enough to get out of the city, the steppe people are good at horses, if they chase after them, they are afraid that they will cause endless trouble.

So the most important thing now is to make them dare not pursue!

And at this point, Fang Ling had already thought of a countermeasure, so he didn't panic at all.

Song Ying'er carefully wrapped Fang Ling's wounds, her face was full of distress, and seeing Fang Ling's calm expression in the face of the impending danger, a strong sense of worship rose in her heart, and her eyes were tender and sweet, and the worry in her heart automatically dissipated.

It didn't take long for a noisy sound to sound outside, and then the gate of the courtyard was broken open, and then a group of sturdy grassland men poured in from outside, and when they came to the entrance of the backyard, Fang Ling's eyes fell on the three people in the lead, in addition to Tiemuqi and Nabutoya, there was also a tall man in his early 30s.