Gu Qing's eyes darkened, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell several feet away on his back.

Yin Wuwu was overjoyed when he succeeded in the blow, and shouted at the crowd: "Take down the assassin for me!"

The guards of the Black Fang Battalion, you look at me, I look at you, but none of them dare to move. They were the warriors of the Void Rat Royal Clan, and they were not overly afraid and panicked about what was happening in front of them, in fact, they were rejecting Yin Wuwu's orders in their hearts.

Beihai Divine Fist disregarded life and death for the tribal people of Xuanling City to retreat from the siege of the Netherworld Demon Cavalry, this matter has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, in their hearts, Gu Qing is the hero of Xuanling City.

As the so-called military strength is like a mountain, they are duty-oriented, just be ordered to surround Gu Qing, everyone has only one thought in their hearts, to fight or kill, General Yin, you better come by yourself, it is better for us to shout and cheer on the side.

If it was Jiang Chunyu or Shao Yuanxiu who were lying on the ground now, they would have already rushed up, as for Gu Qing, the difference between a hero and a madman is a thought, don't joke with your life.

At this time, Gu Qing's internal organs seemed to be twisted together, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat. He only felt that the true qi in his body was chaotic, so he took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground.

Seeing that the people of the Black Fang Camp dared to disobey the order, Yin Wuwu refused to do anything, and couldn't help but sink the ground, scanned the crowd on the street, and said coldly: "Do you want to rebel?"

There were bold people in the crowd who shouted loudly: "General Yin Mingjian! Gu Yingying is not the murderer of Lord Cao, and we have no reason to embarrass him!"

"The great patriarch has said that this matter has nothing to do with him, why bother to kill them all!"

"Yes! Gu Yingying attaches great importance to love and righteousness, a character like him, we have too few Xuanling City! I implore General Yin to let Gu Yingying go!"

"In the future, when the demons are killed, who can lead us to charge?"

"I'd rather kill 10,000 enemies on the battlefield than kill my own people!"

The guards of the Black Fang Battalion raised their spears and swords and shouted in unison.

There was a thunderous shout on the street, the crowd was in high spirits, and they suddenly fell to their knees, asking Yin Wuwu to pardon Gu Qing's crimes.

Gu Qing stared blankly at the formation in front of him, his heartstrings were shocked, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

As a member of the Flying Marmoset Clan, I once thought that one day I would leave Yanyang Village to join the camp of the tribe, defend my hometown, and swear to defend the dignity of the Xuanling tribe.

It is not difficult to distinguish right from wrong, what is difficult is that the brothers work together and work as one.

Give me 3,000 battle armor, why worry about the immortality of the goblins in the city?

Gu Qing suddenly knelt on one knee, raised his fist above his head, and said loudly: "Thank you, brothers! I am not afraid of 10,000 people blocking me, and I will never surrender on my knees, as long as I, Gu Qing, have a breath of air, I will swear to defend my homeland and homeland with you, and I will work together to kill all the demons!"

Yin Wuwu gritted his teeth and sneered: "I'll take your last breath!"

The sleeves of the shirt agitated like the wind, like two cloth bags with a bloody mouth open, Yin Wuwu's palms shrank, and the soft palm power was conjured, and he attacked ghostly!

Okay! I'll take you again!

The eight veins of the Innate Xuanqi Pneumatic Xuanmen, Gu Qing's left arm probed, and the fingers of the Infinite Moon drew an arc, like a bright moon in the sky, dazzling with dazzling light.

The Xuanmen Iron Fist accompanied Gu Qing's figure and faced the wind.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Gu Qing in the bleak cold wind, and the air condensed in an instant.

Whether Gu Qing could turn defeat into victory under serious injuries, the soldiers of the Black Fang Battalion were unsure.

General Zhaonan's force is not in vain, not to mention the best among the royal tribes of Xuanling City, there is no one who can compete with him in the entire Black Fang Battalion, even the flying rat Cai Wenchang is also afraid of him.

But they also knew one thing in their hearts, if the brave and invincible Gu Qing started his temper, he would be a madman who would not want to die.

The intersection of palm power and fist style is like the collision of sword light and sword qi.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Although Gu Qing did not give full play to the power of the Xuanmen Iron Fist, he also learned a lot of ingenious move changes in actual combat.

Thinking about smashing the enemy's head, of course, there is also the danger of being fatally killed by the enemy's move, so it is better to avoid the edge, so as not to lose both.

As soon as Mochizuki's finger power came out, Gu Qing's fist turned a corner, brushed against Yin Wuwu's palm wind, and suddenly turned his fist into a finger and pointed at Yin Wuwu's shoulder well point.

Yin Wuwu's speed was faster than the flying steps, and with a sweep of the palm wind, it just hit Gu Qing's left thumb, and a wisp of refreshing true power ran straight through the palm, freezing him shivering, his toes were on the ground a little, and his body floated back.

Gu Qing snorted, feeling that his fingers were about to be broken by him, he couldn't retract his strength, and retreated a few steps to the side of the bushes on the street, half of his arm was immediately sore, and his sleeves were empty and unconscious.

And Yin Wuwu's arm kept twitching, half of his body was stiff, his face was like earth, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Gu Qing, unable to say a word.

It seems that both of them suffered internal injuries after receiving the call, and they stood on the street gasping for breath and adjusting their breathing.

The guards of the Black Fang Battalion were silent, and several warriors put down their guns and halberds and gathered around the bushes to check on Gu Qing's injuries. A hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness, grabbed Gu Qing's shirt, and quickly pulled him into the crowd.

"Brother Gu, you go first!"

The guards of the Black Fang Battalion draped a black coat on Gu Qing's head, bowed and led Gu Qing to evacuate the street. There were two short knives with cold light stuck diagonally on this person's back, and Gu Qing fixed his eyes to see that it was Mo Ziling, the double-sword martial lieutenant who led him into the Thunder God Mountain.

"Brother Mo?"

"Hurry up and leave Xiting Gate, and hide as far away as possible. Xuanling City will definitely be blocked, remember not to run around, wait for the wind to pass. ”

"Okay, what's the matter, go find me at the Muyuan Inn!"

"Well, take care!"

Mo Ziling looked around, made sure that no one was following, pushed Gu Qing into a remote alley, and returned to the street as if nothing had happened.

Gu Qing endured the sharp pain in his arm, flew up to the tower of Xiting Gate, avoided the guards, and sneaked into the streets of Dongxuanmen.

The night wind howled, and the sky was cold.

The doors of every house were closed, and occasionally a few dogs barked, and there were no idle pedestrians in the streets and alleys.

Pastoral Inn.

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