When those soldiers saw Zhuo Yifan's expression, they all began to doubt, and they no longer pressed step by step like Fang Cai, for fear that Zhuo Yifan would break his body into ten thousand pieces.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhuo Yifan stroked the sword body of the blood-drinking sword, and his mouth was full of sword words again, and he even cut a finger, staining the end of the sword with blood.

As soon as his blood touched the end of the sword, it slid along the body of the sword to the hilt, but the crimson color quickly turned into a golden color, which was extremely dazzling.

After the blood slid through the entire sword body, Zhuo Yifan clearly felt the abnormal movement inside, obviously there were blood dragons coming out again, the first two times were three, and this time it was likely to be three.

Zhuo Yifan slowly brushed the sword body, and the sword words in his mouth burst again: "To be forced, to be cold-blooded, to kill!"

This sword language was said when these blood dragons summoned Zhuo Yifan, and at this time it had become Zhuo Yifan's sword language to summon them.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was about to repeat his old trick again, Zhuo Yi's eyes were quick, and he shouted to the soldiers: "Don't give him time to breathe, kill him now and break him into ten thousand pieces!"

Hearing Zhuo Yi's shout, those soldiers suddenly came to their senses, walked out of Fang Cai's doubts, and attacked Zhuo Yifan fiercely.

Just as countless swords stabbed at Zhuo Yifan, the sound of the blood-drinking sword was terrifying, and three blood dragons suddenly drilled out, fangs and claws, majestic.

Seeing this, the soldiers who were rushing hurriedly gathered their running steps, timidly looked at the blood dragons flying around Zhuo Yifan, and involuntarily retreated.

retreated, retreated, until a huge open space was left for Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yi was a step late, a little disappointed, if they didn't hesitate just now, they would definitely be able to kill Zhuo Yifan before the blood dragon came out.

However, the disappointment was fleeting, Shangguan Yucheng comforted him, and then waved his hand behind him.

Seeing Shangguan Yucheng's order, the surrounding soldiers all dodged away again, making way for a road, and the sound of bleating came from behind.

Zhuo Yifan was speechless to the extreme after hearing this, obviously the sheep came up again.

Sure enough, countless goats were soon driven up.

Zhuo Yifan found that these goats are usually rare, and they are the kind of very fat goats, just like calves.

The next routine is no different from before, or the three blood dragons are crazy to suck the blood of the flock, Zhuo Yifan can't command them, until the sheep are killed, the blood is sucked dry, and the three blood dragons get into the blood-drinking sword.

Such a scene, over and over again, Zhuo Yifan was tired of it, but he couldn't make any changes, so he could only watch the blood dragon step into the trap designed by Shangguan Yucheng and Zhuo Yi.

After the three blood dragons drilled into the blood-drinking sword, those soldiers were completely excited, a total of nine blood dragons, all of them were full of food and drink at the moment, no matter how Zhuo Yifan summoned them, they would definitely not come out again, and the things they feared the most were no longer threatening.

Shangguan Yucheng also looked like this, he cut his hair, exhaled lightly, and looked like the dust had settled.

Zhuo Yi is even more so, his expression is complex and changeable, implying multiple meanings.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him coldly, knowing that he wanted to kill himself very much, to avenge Zhenfeng for his father, and even more so to show his merit in front of the Zhongyi Mansion and consolidate his position.

Zhuo Yifan found that the feeling that the two of them grew up together when they were children was gone, and the look when they cooperated with him not long ago was gone, some were just Zhuo Yi's desire to kill him, and some were just the glory and wealth in Zhuo Yi's eyes.

There was a lot of noise around, all cheering, all shouting, one by one holding bright swords, to slash and pierce Zhuo Yifan.

There was no need for Shangguan Yucheng and Zhuo Yi to give orders, and those soldiers surrounded Zhuo Yifan, as tight as an iron bucket, impermeable.

"Phew...... Hoo Ha ......"

The soldiers who gathered around shouted in unison, and the sound was terrifying, shaking Zhuo Yifan's skull very painfully.

They were getting closer and closer, and they could almost reach Zhuo Yifan with their swords.

Being squeezed like this, Zhuo Yifan went berserk, and he stabbed the soldiers who approached him with his blood-drinking sword, one by one, without mercy.

Soon, there was another corpse around, and the smell of blood made it almost impossible to breathe.

However, with a weak force and soldiers in armor on all sides, it became more and more difficult for Zhuo Yifan to deal with so many people.

Those soldiers pointed the swords in their hands at Zhuo Yifan, all in a circle, and the distance was only a fist, it can be said that Zhuo Yifan had been forced into a dead corner and could not move, he was even more physically exhausted, panting, after all, he had killed countless people.

Just as he felt that his life was about to end, he heard the sound of a warbler piercing the sky, quieting the exuberant soldiers.

Zhuo Yifan, the voice of the warbler, was very familiar with it, and was the first to break into a room in Bocheng to steal rouge and disguise, and saw a delicate body that was unconcealed and white and flawless. Undoubtedly, that person is Shangguan Yuqing, the county lord of the Zhongyi Palace.

And in the Bodhi Temple, the two are even more affectionate, and they have memories in each other's hearts, but now she has become the daughter and sister of the devil.

It was her father Shangguan Xiaoxuan and her brother Shangguan Yucheng who carefully planned this catastrophe in the rivers and lakes, which also made Zhuojian Villa unrecoverable.

The soldiers kept backing until they left a path.

Zhuo Yifan looked up and found that Shangguan Yuqing was still wearing a tulle, plain white and elegant, which set off her beauty more vividly.

When I walked up, I found that her eyes were affectionate, and she still looked like she was in love with him.

"Put away your swords, no one is allowed to touch him!" Shangguan Yuqing ordered.

Those soldiers held their swords and looked at each other suspiciously, Zhuo Yifan killed so many soldiers in the Zhongyi Palace, and finally forced him into a desperate situation, when they wanted to harvest the fruit, the county lord was not allowed to touch him himself.

Before they could put away their swords, they heard another voice: "Sister, what are you doing here? After killing Zhuo Yifan today, everything will be calm from now on, and there will be no one who can eliminate potential hidden dangers and pose a threat to our Zhongyi Palace." ”

The person who came to speak was Shangguan Yucheng, Shangguan Yuqing's elder brother.

"You can't just kill him, I can't stand it. Shangguan Yuqing looked at Zhuo Yifan and said to Shangguan Yucheng.

"You have to make it clear that it's not that we want to kill him, but that he has to go against our Loyal Palace. "Shangguan Yucheng Road.

"Brother, I have already consulted my father, and this time he said that he would listen to my persuasion again, and that I would have a relationship, and there would be no such thing in the future. Shangguan Yuqing said.

"But...... However...... "Shangguan Yucheng was extremely breathing, and obviously couldn't accept the decision of his father and sister.