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Xie Zizhen stepped into the air, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the 20,000 blood floating slaughter under the city with a bamboo in his chest, and sneered.

Yucheng is built by the mountain, surrounded by majestic mountains on both sides, and the steep wall is craggy.

And on the east and west sides, there is Yucheng guarding the main road in front, and there are 60,000 elites of the Zhang family cutting off their way back, this Yun Dagongzi and 20,000 remnants are already turtles in the urn, and they are powerless to return to the sky.

"In the end, he is young and vigorous, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is. Alone with 20,000 rabble, they dare to go south without authorization, and they will be able to smash the tigers of the major families! Don't you see the 30,000 elites of Fengyang's Taishou Mansion, it is still difficult to calm the troubles of the south?"

Xie Zizhen whispered for a moment, but his heart was happy and depressed.

I am worried, the 20,000 Donglin garrison army, the period of defeat is just around the corner, but how to deal with this 'three swords to cut impermanence' Yun Dagongzi is quite tricky. After all, he is the eldest prince of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion, if there is a mistake, it is difficult to guarantee that the Jingbian Marquis Mansion will not raise troops to the south, and this moment is by no means the best time to completely tear the skin with this Youzhou Zun.

"10,000 Xuantie heavy horses are gone, it really hurts me! Shaft!"

With pain in his heart, Xie Zizhen's face couldn't help but turn hideous.

The old man can't help you, the eldest prince of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion, so let these 20,000 Donglinwei survive and die!

While thinking about it, two sounds of breaking the sky in the distant sky suddenly sounded.

A moment later, a red and a purple light came across the sky. At the same time, far away behind the 20,000 Blood Floating Massacre, flying remnants of snow and dust appeared in the field of vision with a deafening sound of footsteps.

In just a few breaths, the earth of Yucheng trembled violently.

Boom –

At the same time, the gate of Yucheng City was opened, and the suspension bridge on the moat was smashed down, and then countless soldiers poured out from within Yucheng City, in front of the moat.

Under Yucheng, a few miles away, the Blood Floating Slaughter Army was at the forefront.

The jade-faced scholar Wang Lun didn't look back, and whispered softly to the golden armor cloud Wuji above the winged giant tiger, and then rode out.

In a hurry, his eyes fell on the many people who were full of sarcasm in Yucheng, and then the sneer in his eyes was great, and he was fixed on the hideous and gloomy face of Zhizi Zhen. In the next moment, the black robe stretched in the night wind, the hunting sound, and the toes suddenly stepped on the back of the war horse under the crotch, rising into the sky, and flying towards the Xiongshan on the left.

"Where to run!"

Xie Zizhen was slightly stunned, seeing that this Yun Dagong abandoned the army and fled, he was furious in his heart, and with a loud shout, he quickly chased after him, and disappeared from the field of vision of the army in a few breaths.

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Dozens of breaths later, a red and a purple light in the distant sky flew to the sky above Yucheng one after another, and he glanced at the embattled 20,000 blood floating slaughter below, and the figures in the purple light laughed ruefully.

"I didn't expect that this eldest prince of Yunfu, who has recently become famous, is also a rat who has no responsibility. But just a small repair of the foundation realm, can you run away?"

With a laugh, the two of them disappeared again, piercing the night sky like meteors and disappearing without a trace.

But it is said that Yucheng is on the side of the mountain.

After a stick of incense, Wang Lun's escape method gradually slowed down.

Walking on the green snow in the mountains, his figure crossed a distance of nearly ten zhang and landed on an open but slightly rugged mountain road. Not far behind him, Xie Zizhen walked by cloud, and Shi Shiran was like a morning stroll.

The mountains are verdant and white, and their gloomy faces are reflected in the haze.

"Why didn't the eldest prince run away? Could it be that his mana is not sustainable, and he can't fly because he is afraid of his wings?"

sneered and descended from the clouds, and the clouds slowly dispersed under Xie Zizhen's feet, but his feet were still more than three feet above the ground.

At this time, dozens of feet in front of him, Wang Lun also sneered.

With a wave of his sleeves, he took off the black robe around him, turned around suddenly in the cold wind, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Xie Zhenren is conceited, and he chases after him alone, so he will not be afraid of mistakes?"

The mottled sword with ink in the emerald appeared in front of Wang Lun in vain, a piercing cold appeared, and the snow and fog around him froze.

"You... You're not cloud-free!"

The sudden accident made Xie Zizhen's calm color disappear, and the sarcastic smile came to an abrupt end. The condensed divine thoughts of the Jindan Realm subconsciously came out of the body and crashed into Wang Lun's body, and in the next moment, Xie Zizhen's eyes narrowed, and he blurted out: "The First Realm of Jindan!"

"Why do you ask more about a dying person?"

Wang Lun was full of disdain, and flicked his fingers into the sword with a pitch-black force as black as ink, and in an instant, the incomparable killing intent surged.

In the sound of falling snow, I saw a flash of black light, and the long sword sprinkled a cold light, which went straight to Zizhen's throat.

"Arrogance! The two Jindan Realm colleagues will arrive in a moment, and you are sure that you can take the old man's life in the snap of your fingers?" Anger rose, Xie Zizhen let out a strong Jindan mana flowing, and laughed coldly: "No matter where you are sacred, if you dare to wade into this troubled water, there is a way to die!"

A little cold light was highlighted, and the wind and thunder rose on the flat ground between the mountains.

After the instantaneous surge of Xie Zizhen's mana, it was condensed and turned into a three-foot golden pen, the cold light on the tip of the pen flickered, and the mana of the Jindan realm was endless. As soon as Fang showed his movements, the golden pen circled around a few times, and immediately jumped up with unusual agility, and the tip of the pen suddenly pointed at the tip of the sword that came across the sky.

There was a muffled sound in the mountains, and a circle of audible sounds rippled between breaths.

There was no momentum of regret, where the two soldiers met, a soft winding force was picked up along the spine of the sword, and the trajectory of the golden pen changed in vain in Xie Zizhen's sneer, and the pen blade was like a dragon walking obliquely, and the sharp force drew a series of sparks on the spine of the sword.

In the distance, Wang Lun was also at the same time, smiling even more.

Feeling the strange mana transmitted by the long sword in the air, Wang Lun's hand was pointed at the sword, and he tapped it from afar, and the black light was like a pillar, and the aura was like a countless ghost face, scattering in all directions.

"If before March, Wang wants to kill you, a real person in the Jindan Realm, but he still can't do it. But now, hum, like a pig slaughtering dog!"

With the tap of his sword finger again and again, the long sword ghostly broke free from the entangled power, and a swimming dragon swung its tail and scattered the golden pen condensed by Jindan's mana, and disappeared again.

In an instant, a dazzling blood flower bloomed in the air, fluttering and falling into the mountains, and a circle of crimson blossoms.

After a moment, the long sword burst out from the corpse that fell to the ground, pulled up a blood mist, and strangely sucked into the sword body. And the corpses on the ground, which were dead and blind, quickly dried up as the blood mist separated from the body.

After half a cup of tea, a red light soared from the top of the mountain on the side of Yucheng, across the clouds.

At this moment, a red and a purple light flew in one after another, and in the dreamlike light and shadow, the two walked out together. These two are both in battle armor and green robes, and their bodies are fat and thin, and there is a bit of similarity between their eyebrows.

The fat man glanced indifferently at the corpse on the ground, and then raised his head to look at the pillar of red light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and laughed ruefully.

"Brother is so calculating! You and I are watching from the wall, the only Jindan realm true person of the Yucheng Xie clan has fallen, and 10,000 heavy horses have disappeared, and the Yucheng Xie clan has existed in name only. Wonderful, wonderful!

After that, the smile on his round face retracted, and he arched his hand at Wang Lun and said: "Daoist friends are extremely high, and poor Dao admires." However, the fall of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion is imminent, and the soldiers who go south are trapped here. There is a way in the thorn bushes, not a place for the phoenix. Why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, so that you can choose the way to live?"