Yun Zheng hurried over, shouting luck in his heart. Yun Zhenyue and the two were surrounded by three early foundation building monks, and they were already in danger.

Yun Zhenyue was stabbed in the right arm, and he was drenched in blood. At this time, where can I free up my hands to get the pill, I can only desperately support it. But I lost a lot of blood and already felt drowsy.

Yang Meixue was anxious. Although there are monks of various factions in the left and near, everyone is entangled and cannot be saved by their own bodies. She put her heart sideways, the sword and sword are all the same way of playing, the three of them have already won the game, and they don't want to fight with her, so they let the two support them until now.

Yun Zhenyue felt a little remorse in his heart, he should have driven Yang Meixue away a long time ago. Well, now, tonight, I'm afraid it's the time for the two of them to die.

He glanced at Yang Meixue apologetically, and saw that her sideburns were slightly messy and panting, but her eyes were still resolute and tenacious. The spirit sword in his hand is tighter than the other, and it is consumed like this, and it can't support it for too long.

Reached out and tapped two fingers on his arm to seal the blood so that the blood would flow more slowly. followed the spirit sword stabbing out, and also began to attack wildly.

The three of them had been waiting for the two of them to run out of spiritual power, so they easily took down the two of them. As soon as Yun Zhenyue and his wife broke out, the three of them suddenly felt that something was a little tricky.

Yun Zhenyue's sword formation was originally intended to be for lovers. These two people didn't care about their own safety, rushed to protect each other, and unexpectedly fit the deep meaning of the sword, and suddenly their power increased greatly, forcing the three of them to retreat a few steps.

The three of them were taken aback, and one of them said, "It seems that it can't be done without some strength!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them suddenly looked startled, looked at themselves and shouted: "Be careful!"

He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his vest was cold, and a cyan blade had already grown on his chest. Following the blade pulled back, Yun Zheng shouted, "Fifth Uncle, how are you?" The spirit sword flew, encircling the other two between the fluttering sword shadows.

Yun Zhenyue's heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he stumbled to the ground. Yang Meixue hurriedly stretched out her spirit sword to protect the two. "Brother Yue, are you okay!"

Yun Zhenyue raised his hand and took two pills, and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, you can't die, it's just a skin injury!"

Yun Zheng saw that he was fine, so he put his mind at ease and concentrated on dealing with the two. Although it was one to two, Yun Zheng's cultivation was much higher than the two, and within more than ten moves, he beheaded the two under the sword.

Putting away the three storage bags, Yun Zheng came over to help Yun Zhenyue. "Let's go, let's find a quiet place!"

"Yun Zheng, look carefully left and right, your fifth uncle has me!" Yang Meixue's face was flushed, and she had already lost her vitality under her desperate efforts just now. Yun Zheng flicked a pill, "Fifth aunt, eat this!"

Yang Meixue didn't have time to think about it, so she took it and swallowed it. After a while, a warm breath welled up in her chest, which made her feel very useful.

Yun Zheng opened the way in front, and when he passed by, a monk of the Sand tribe intercepted him, and he often counted his swords and went down, and then he ended up alone. After walking a few miles, there were already five people in a row.

The magnificent situation here has already fallen into the eyes of those who care. Lang Hong pointed at Yun Zheng's side in the distance and shouted loudly: "Take down this person, there will be a reward!"

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward! When he landed, several people rushed to Yun Zheng's side.

Yun Zheng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly pushed the two of them into the alley on the side. "Find a way to get out of the city!" he said, and rushed in the direction of the comer.

Yun Zhenyue hurriedly said: "Yun Zheng be careful!"

"Know!" Yun Zheng had already engaged these people in close combat, and the swords intersected, stirring up countless brilliance.

"Yun Zheng is back?" Zhang Liwu and the others, who were nearby, were all overjoyed. They had gathered in one place, and after all these hours of fighting, they had not been dispersed, but they had killed two of them. Crossing the sea of fire, I saw Yang Meixue helping Yun Zhenyue towards this side, and hurriedly came over to help.

Yun Zhenyue hurriedly said, "Don't worry about me, hurry up and help Yun Zheng!"

Zhang Liwu and the others looked at Yun Zheng's direction from afar, shook their heads and said, "We can't help!"

Yun Zheng fought to the end, and the sky-breaking sword trick fell out, and the few people he killed were terrified.

Zhang Liwu and the others saw the green light coming and going, coming and going without a trace, and the gods were unpredictable. Although besieged by several people, Yun Zheng looked quite relaxed.

Outsiders looked at Yu Ke, and only these few people who fought against Yun Zheng had a hard time. Yun Zheng obviously entered a kind of artistic conception, the sword intent fluttered like an antelope hanging its horns, it was really in front, and suddenly in the back, the dragon saw the head but not the tail.

The second layer of the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique was originally in Yun Zheng's heart, but he lacked the opportunity to practice. Now these people are excellent sword testing stones. Countless sword moves were handed out in a steady stream, making several people scramble and tired of coping.

After the meal, one person was a little slower to draw his sword, and he was hit by a sword in the chest. He groaned, and was about to withdraw back, but then he was hit by four or five more swords, and he couldn't even hold the spirit sword, and one of his heels flipped out.

One less person, the pressure on the rest of the people has increased greatly, and no one knows who will be next! A few people can't help but have a heart of self-preservation, and the strength of Yun Zheng's attack is even worse.

Now Yun Zheng senses how sensitive! Seeing the situation, he immediately followed up, and the green light disturbed, enveloping the vital points of several people.

Zhang Liwu and the others took Yun Zhenyue to retreat while fighting, and headed towards the inner city gate. The raging fire had gradually burned from the city wall over there, and even above the closed wall, it felt like the heat was overwhelming.

Hundreds of refugees fled from hiding spots throughout the city and poured in the direction of the city gates.

"Open the gates and let us out!" shouted the refugees who were the first to flee.

"You can't open the door at night without the general's order!" replied the guards who were defending the city.

"Open the door, we're all dying!" begged the people in the city.

"My lord, open the door, the little one kneel down for you, please open the door!" more and more people rushed over, shouting one after another.

The guards in the city were also very embarrassed! Opening the city gate without an order was a capital crime! He put his hands on the city bricks, and looked at the surging flow of people below, and his heart was in turmoil.

"Hurry up and open the door!" Yun Zhenyue jumped into the city, glaring at him and roaring.

"Great, my lord, open the door without permission, this small sin can't afford to eat it!" said the young man guarding the door.

"Open the door!" if someone asks for a crime, I'll be responsible!" Yun Zhenyue shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, sir!" the goalkeeper hurriedly said, "Open, open the door!"

The door creaked open to both sides, revealing the dark night, but now it was the road to fairyland. The people inside the door were surprised, cheered, and rushed to the gate.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" Yang Meixue said hurriedly. Already old and weak women and children were squeezed down by the surging crowd, unable to get up again, screaming and screaming for help. Yang Meixue was angry, and with a wave of her palm, she swept over most of the crowded crowd.

"Oops!"

"Not good!" After a period of chaos, Yang Meixue shouted in a deep voice: "Whoever squeezes again, I will kill whom!" With that, the spirit sword waved, and a sword light slammed into the bluestone wall next to it, and countless gravel flew out, and everyone screamed.

"Okay! Now line up, six in a row, and go out of the city in turn!" Yang Meixue shouted sharply.

Taken by the intimidation of the Tsukiji monks, these people quickly lined up, rushed out, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"We're here to guard in case the enemy is chasing after us!" Zhang Liwu said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang!" several Liuyun Sect disciples replied in unison.

Chang Luo and the others gradually became cold in their hearts. I'm afraid I can't hold this third level. The monks in the city were only about two-thirds of the enemies of the Sand Clan, and although everyone worked hard, the gap in strength was not something that could be easily filled by individual heroism.

For Zhang Liwu and others to open the city gate privately, they are also very worried. Seeing that the city is difficult to protect, it also gives these ordinary people a way to live.

Looking down from a high place, the whole city is already a sea of fire. The place where everyone fought had already begun to approach the inner city wall. Residents from all over the world fled to this side, and several people were answering at the city gates, fending off their pursuers.

Looking at the figures that fell from time to time, Mutu didn't feel good in his heart. But if they retreat now, the guilt of losing the third level is not something that the two of them can bear.

"Hold on! Reinforcements are coming, hold on a little longer!" he prayed silently. Wan Xinge, who was on the other side, looked down and smiled coldly, and said to Mutu: "Haha, you're finished!"

"That's not necessarily!" Mu Tu said coldly: "The strength of my Jingguo faction is several times that of your Jingzhou, do you really think that we can't beat you?"

"Hehe, then you can defeat me first!" With that, the spirit knife shone brightly and slashed towards Mutu.

"Good coming!" said Mutu, swinging his sword to meet him.

Yun Zheng's heart was ethereal, and when he saw the move, several people who were beaten were sweating. If you want to return it, you can't return it, and you are pointed out by Yun Zheng's sword intent, whoever runs first stabs whom. One of them did not believe in this evil, but when he took two steps back, he was struck with two swords, and his right arm hung limply there.

Seeing that no one left the city again, Zhang Liwu and the others smiled slightly, closed the city gate again, and rushed back reflexively.

"Sand dogs, grandpas are here!" they shouted in unison.

More than ten people stepped out of the firelight and said coldly to Zhang Liwu and the others: "Despicable things, who do you want to be grandfathers?"

"Haha! It's just to be a grandfather for you dogs! Pick up!" With that, one of them threw out a spirit talisman to open the way, and then rushed forward with a sword.

A few spirit runes exploded into a cloud of gunsmoke, and those few people held up their shields, but they were not injured, but they were still disgraced.

"Look for death!" the man was furious, brandishing his sword and running over.

"This is mine, don't rob me!" Zhang Liwu shouted as he rushed over.

Yunzhen Yue Rourou glanced at Yang Meixue and said, "Meixue, I'm sorry for you!"

"What do you say? You and I are husband and wife, and today's battle together is also a good story! Brother Yue, let's go!"

With that, the two of them also rushed forward.

Suddenly, in front of the city gate, the spirit sword flew, the big sword was vertical and horizontal, and the spiritual sparks were clearly distinguishable in the raging fire.

After all, several people were weak, and the slight advantage they had gained under the initial courage bonus was quickly wiped out with the launch of the Sand Clan monks. In a short time, several people were already injured.

"Brother Yun, I'm afraid we're going to die here today!" Zhang Liwu was forced back to Yun Zhenyue's side and said with a wry smile.

"Not necessarily!" As he spoke, a figure flew out of the flames, and with a single sword, it slashed down the outermost person.