In the face of Feng Yishan's angry blood-red gaze, the old Tatar man smiled wryly, and he didn't mean to send someone up to help at all.

Santong and Zhu Biao also looked over with Feng Yishan's gaze, and there was a groove in their hearts, and they were in a groove again. These two groups of Tatars have discussed it or not, how can you drip back and forth endlessly.

But just as they were about to move, the two hesitated again, compared to that side, Ye Xiaoyun was miserable, but that guy was also a person who knew the times, so he didn't say a word, and the seven or eight guards left behind by him had already fallen two or three, and they didn't squeak.

If they want to support his side, the two of them don't dare, and now this side is the most dangerous.

Not to mention that the weeping blood scholar went and returned, even the group of Tatars around this Tatar woman was unreliable.

Aren't you here to save Shaharu? Now someone is going to rob the prisoners! Why are you all indifferent! How dare the two of them leave Feng Yishan and Ye Chengkong's side so easily!

However, Ye Chengkong, the old Chengjing, saw the two main problems at once, first said to Feng Yishan: "It's not a day or two that the Sky Swallowing Python wants to kill you, it's not a matter of one person or two people, aren't you ready to be assassinated by the Sky Swallowing Python killer! I think this is also a good thing." One of us did guess correctly, the Sky Swallowing Python came and went without a trace, and a lot of our news may have been leaked out by them. It is also quite possible to follow them all the way here with their skills. The second, after all, they made a move, it was definitely a thunderous blow, which shows that they still underestimated us. The old man thinks that they think that there is only one master of the old dragon head around you, so they will be so careless, there should be no more powerful master of the Sky Swallowing Python nearby. But the danger is also that the next time the Sky Swallowing Python is sent out, it is likely to be someone of the level of the old dragon's head, you have to be prepared!"

The flying needle of the weeping blood scholar is small, but the power is not small, after Shi Xuanxuan and Zhu Sanniang were recruited, they were feverish, their eyes were foggy, and they were almost a little delirious.

Feng Yishan was vigilant and hurriedly hugged the two daughters, and in this case, lying on the cold ground would easily cause other complications, and it would be even more difficult to treat at that time.

He is also anxious, now that the team has been dispatched, the front is in full swing, there are many crises around him, and there are frequent dangers in the rear, and he has already been confused.

"What Ye Lao said is that now that we are embattled, what should we do!"

Ye Lao also sighed, and the words of Santong and Zhu Biao's support were not spoken in the end.

In his heart, the safety of Fengyi Mountain was above all else, and Ye Xiaoyun over there already had some intention of being abandoned by him. Use Ye Xiaoyun's death to ensure the safety of Feng Yishan, and when he insists on the front battlefield to divide the winner, there will be manpower to clean up the mess over there.

"For today's plan, only the Tatars have made a move, the old man is not good at fighting, Su Ye should be, now it's time for you to play your role............"

Before Ye Chengkong's words were finished, the form of the scene had already been played.

First, several long swords with condensed vitality fell from the sky, drawing a glorious trajectory and inserting into the chests of several people who were fighting with Ye Xiaoyun.

The fierce battle stopped, Ye Xiaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, Yin Yin's blood flowed from dozens of wounds all over his body, and he stood in place and laughed.