When the heroes heard Qi Xiao's words, they were all shocked and scolded him for being despicable.

Mo Feng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and glanced at Mo Yangyun. Mo Yangyun nodded, and said to his subordinates, "Bring him up!"

I saw two people from the Golden Crow faction escorting a Qi Xiao's servant up. As soon as he saw this person, Qi Xiao, who was originally complacent, immediately deflated.

"Master Qi, next time you look for your subordinates to poison, you have to choose people carefully. When our men saw him sneaking around in the kitchen, they arrested him and interrogated him. He said that you sent him to poison the wine that will invite Qunhao tomorrow, and as for these poisons, we have already confiscated them. So rest assured, there is no poison in the wine you drink. ”

After hearing Mo Yangyun's words, everyone saw that Qi Xiao didn't say a word, his face was like earth, and he knew that what he said was true, so he put down his hanging heart. But everyone was still angry, and many hot-tempered Jianghu people were about to rush up and fight with Qi Xiao.

Seeing that everyone was furious, Qi Xiao subconsciously took a few steps back, and at this time, a black-robed man flashed out. He held Qi Xiao down with one hand, took off his hood with the other, revealing a beard on his face, it was the helmsman of the bloodthirsty Gate Dragon City rudder, Yuan Ximu.

When everyone saw that it was him, they all gasped and couldn't help but stop.

Yuan Ximu swept over the group of heroes with cold eyes, and said lightly to Qi Xiao: "Your plan is full of loopholes, I expected it to be difficult to succeed." Thankfully, I have other arrangements, and you'll be able to watch from the back. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the high wall behind him collapsed, and behind that wall was the entire elite of the Bloodthirsty Gate. Countless people were boiling and howling, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Yuan Ximu shouted loudly: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish! From now on, Longcheng will be my bloodthirsty gate, and Longcheng will be the world of rudder." All of you here who dare to rebel against my bloodthirsty sect, don't even think of leaving alive!"

The black-robed and masked strangers behind him echoed in unison, and their voices resounded throughout the schoolyard.

Today, the only people who come here to discuss the rebellion against the vampires are the heads of various factions and lone rangers, and although their martial arts are top-notch, the number of them is not large at all. I saw Yuan Ximu give an order, and the black pressure advanced wildly, and more than a thousand vampires pounced towards the hundreds of groups of heroes here, like hungry wolves!

Qi Xiao's sudden betrayal, at the moment, only Mo Yangyun and Mo Feng can take on the responsibility of leading the group. Mo Feng raised a frost dragon and said loudly: "The rise and fall of Dragon City, in this battle, I am willing to defend this city with all heroes!"

Mo Feng just met in Pingshui, and he can still forget to die to help each other, this is our home, how can he not defend it desperately?

Inspired by him, the heroes were no longer afraid of the cruelty of the vampires, and they all drew their weapons and roared passionately: "Swear to the Acropolis and kill all the bloodthirsty bastards!"

As for the people of the Feiyun faction, because the head of the sect defected, they were confused for a while, and they didn't know which side to help. But at this moment, seeing everyone's feelings, the emotions were infected for a while, which aroused the heroism in their hearts, and everyone abandoned Qi Xiao with their hearts, and under the leadership of the elders in the door, they also rushed to the bloodthirsty people.

The crowd of the two men got closer and closer, and finally when the blades of the people in the front row of the two sides struck, it was like two huge waves colliding together, shattering into countless pieces of flying silver flowers.

The sound of fighting, screams, the cracking of bones... Mixed together, echoing on this battlefield paved with flesh and blood, the fierceness of the fighting scene made the brave sing with anger, and the cowardly were broken.

There are many vampires here, but they have infinite strength and unpredictable skills, and they have a slight advantage; although the group of heroes over there has weak manpower, their martial arts are one in a hundred, and they have fought bravely among vampires and have never been defeated.

The sword is like a dragon, and the light is dazzling. Mo Feng killed eighteen vampires in a row, and drank enough demon blood to the Frost Dragon Sword, and the sword was so cold that it seemed to arouse its bloodthirsty side. Mo Feng took up his light work and jumped in front of Yuan Ximu's eyes.

When Yuan Ximu saw that it was him, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "My subordinates are defeated, and they dare to come to die today!"

Mo Feng stabbed with a sword, and the white light suddenly appeared, and a warm and bright energy also followed, clinging to the blood shadow. The white mangs and blood shadows met in the air, fighting fiercely for a long time, and finally suddenly exploded.

The blood shadow fell to the ground and turned back into Yuan Ximu. Yuan Ximu's eyes showed a look of disbelief: "Impossible, how can your martial arts have improved so much?"

"Hmph, my skills are all bestowed, and the heavens want to destroy your bloodthirsty gate!" Mo Feng didn't talk nonsense, and attacked again with his sword; Yuan Ximu used his ghost body technique and fought with him again.

In just a few days of hard work, no matter how refined Mo Feng's martial arts are, they are always not as strong as Yuan Ximu's martial arts. But he had a chance encounter and relied on magic potions to get the power of the sun god, and the bright internal strength contained in his martial arts was the nemesis of Yuan Ximu's blood demon skills.

This made Mo Feng always suppress Yuan Ximu when the real air was turning. Yuan Ximu was full of martial arts, but he couldn't use it, and he was suppressed everywhere by the warm and peaceful airflow, and he was restrained.

I saw that Yuan Ximu wanted to urge his power to make a blood shadow flash, but he was forced back by the internal strength of Mo Feng's swordsmanship and returned to his original appearance. He is known for his strange and changeable body style, and his gods and ghosts are unpredictable, and at this moment, his martial arts have no use, so he can only fight with Mo Feng with the "Bloodstain Claw" in the Blood Demon Skill.

Yuan Ximu grabbed through the void, and the scratches turned into several scarlet blood rays and slashed towards Mo Feng, and the frost dragon sword turned around suddenly, "ding, ding" two sounds, and two of them were opposed, calmly dissolving them.

The remaining scratches passed quickly, and Mo Feng avoided them, only the blood at the bottom grazed Mo Feng's shoulder, silently cutting his clothes, leaving a red scar on his shoulder.

Mo Feng's shoulder was originally injured by him, and at this time, a sharp pain came from his heart.

That pain made Mo Feng know that Yuan Ximu's claw technique was strange and should not be taken lightly. At the moment, he endured the pain, and used the Immortal Sword Technique to fight against his sharp claw technique, while carefully dodging to avoid being injured by him again.

Mo Feng urged Bai Mang to attack, Yuan Ximu also had his own blood mang's true qi to protect his body, and for a while, Bai Mang and blood light were entangled and fiercely fighting, both of them tried their best, and they didn't dare to have half a point of reservation.

Although Yuan Ximu was short of his length, and he confronted Mo Feng head-on, the actual level was a few points off, but after all, he still practiced hard to the fifth level of the blood demon skill of the fourth grade, and his skill was much more advanced than Mo Feng. Therefore, even if Mo Feng has the ability to defeat the enemy, after all, his strength is shallow, and his chances of winning will still not be very great.

At this time, another white light flew away in the distance, hitting Yuan Ximu's heart, Yuan Ximu screamed, turned around and looked, it turned out that Lang Fangyu used the "big windmill", raised his sword and spun to cut down several vampires around him, and then brandished a giant sword and rushed from a distance.

His sword was heavy and powerful, and he swung it a few times in a row, and the invisible blade slashed swiftly one after another with the light internal strength, and Yuan Ximu parried in embarrassment, barely avoiding Lang Fangyu's stormy attack.

Mo Feng received this support, and his heart was wide, and the two of them attacked one after the other. Yuan Ximu took a sip of them, and exerted all his strength to fight with these two people.

Although the two of them took the potion at the same time, the power of the potion was transformed by their different internal strengths, and the form was also very different. Mo Feng's swordsmanship is light and agile, and the bright inner strength is dexterous and clever, just like a cunning snow fox, flickering far and near, rushing quickly, but he doesn't know when to hit, and he will catch you off guard; This fast and slow, clever and clumsy, light and heavy, forced Yuan Ximu to dodge left and right, and hurriedly resisted. It can really be said that one thing descends from one thing, and I saw that the white mangs of Mo and Lang were getting stronger and stronger, and they gradually overshadowed Yuan Ximu's blood-red true qi. Yuan Ximu was pressed everywhere, fearful, and finally the true qi of the body was broken, Mo Feng saw that when the time came, the frost dragon flew over, and the white rainbow qi shot out, chiseling through his shoulder.

Yuan Ximu wailed in pain, but Mo Feng was very happy in his heart: You killed me that day, I lost my armor and almost died;

The two of them were ruthless in their hands, and their true anger was rampant, and Yuan Ximu had to fight and retreat, and kept retreating.

As soon as they saw that the helmsman was about to be defeated, the morale of the bloodthirsty men instantly fell to the bottom, but the group of heroes was very vigorous, and they fought with all their might, originally they were few and weak, and they were passive and defensive, but now these hundreds of people actually gained a firm foothold in the opposite thousand-person array, slowly replacing defense with offense, and constantly moving forward.

Seeing that Yuan Ximu was about to be defeated, in fact, it was Qi Xiao who was most anxious. Qi Zhangmen thought that he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he was extremely afraid of the bloodthirsty sect at the beginning, but he didn't expect that these rivers and lakes in Dragon City would choose themselves as the leader because of the power of the Feiyun faction.

He had no choice but to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and secretly took refuge in Yuan Ximu on the other hand. Later, he was finally appreciated by Yuan Ximu, and Qi Xiao became a vampire slave under his command, and his status was on par with that of the cave master.

Yuan Ximu may have promised him to be the new owner of the Vicious Dog Cave, and he would re-establish the Vicious Dog Cave in the future. Originally, he attributed Dragon City to the Bloodthirsty Gate, and he was done. Unexpectedly, a "Fang Jie" was killed and his plan was disrupted. Once the Bloodthirsty Gate fails, he will not be able to be killed alive by these Jianghu people in Dragon City!

No, I must not let this happen!Qi Xiao gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart.

He unconsciously touched the crossbow arrow hidden in his sleeve, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his arm and aimed the arrow at Mo Feng's head.

This arrow of mine contains my life's internal strength and true qi, and if it flies out like this, he is defenseless, and he will definitely succeed in one blow!

He was ruthless and shot the crossbow arrow, only to see the sharp arrow breaking through the air, surrounded by aura, which was really sharp.