"Hahaha... Good! Good! Good! No mercy, no justice!" Xiao Xingyun laughed three times, his eyes flickered, his eyes became more and more murderous, he suddenly waved his hand, and shouted: "Come on, kill these people as soon as possible!" Be rebellious, leave no one alive, kill without mercy!"
A circle of white-clothed swordsmen behind him surrounded him with a bang.
Immediately after cutting off his robes, Han Feiyun floated backwards, flashed in front of Mu Xuetong, and said in a low voice, "The situation is dangerous. I'm afraid there are traitors among the Seven Swords. I'm waiting for you to protect me!" Good little princess, looking at the opportunity, immediately broke through. Although Yincheng is close at hand, it is actually out of reach. She simply turned around at full speed and hurried back to Tianxiang City to look for Jun Wuyi, and Jun Moxie! Now. They are the only ones Only then can we really help us! We will try our best to stop them for you for a while, remember! Remember! It is about the future of the little princess and Yincheng, and there is absolutely nothing to lose!"
After he finished speaking in a hurry, the silver-clothed swordsmen around him had already gathered around, each with gloomy faces and fierce eyes, mercilessly facing the elders whom he had met day and night. sword!
Xiao Xingyun roared, and the five white-bearded old men came out first with their swords. The swords were divided into two colors, and they shot like a dragon!
"Second Grade Shenxuan, Shuangcai Snow Swordsman!" The third elder, Han Feiyun, was taken aback and blurted out in exclamation.
These are the five talented masters in Yincheng. These five people became obsessed while practicing kung fu in an accident, but the five of them were extremely tenacious, and even found another way. The meridian line of gong. On the day they succeeded, the meridians that had been blocked due to fire accidents in the practice suddenly became unimpeded.
Therefore, although each of these five people only has the skill of the second grade of Shenxuan, each of them is equivalent to the cultivation base of the double Shenxuan level. Moreover, it has the amazing ability to have both cold and heat, cold and heat!
But fifteen years ago, in order to make up for the flaws in the exercises, the five of them went to the desert, and there has been no news since then. Everyone in Yincheng thought that these five people had suffered misfortune, and their bones were buried in yellow sand, but they unexpectedly appeared here at this time.
"Why?!" The third elder was taken aback. Leaping back quickly, his eyes were amazed: "Why are you here, didn't you die in the Gobi Desert fifteen years ago?"
The five people were expressionless, and they didn't know who the person speaking in front of them was. Their long swords formed a colorful sword net, and they rushed down with a sharp murderous intent!
The Seven Swords of Yincheng roared at the same time, and the long swords intertwined into a brilliant sword net, brazenly facing them! Set aside time for the three elders to arrange things.
The fifth elder, with a fluttering white beard and a long sword like a dragon, stabs at Xiao Xingyun—the elder brother whom I have always revered! Although Jian Guang is poisonous, there are tears in his eyes!
However, Xiao Xingyun's eyes were full of cruel and vicious expressions. Suddenly, when the long sword was drawn, the light of the sword soared, and the cold light radiated, and he shot with all his strength without mercy!
Xiao Xingyun brought a very large number of people this time, nearly a hundred people. And most of them were high-level swordsmen from Dixuan and Tianxuan, as well as himself and Shuangcai Xue swordsman, six other great masters of Shenxuan, who made it clear that they wanted to kill the Third Elder and his group.
On the other hand, in order to return to Yincheng as soon as possible, the third elder traveled long distances and rarely rested. In total, only he and the fifth elder were two strong Mysterious Gods who could stand a fight. The sword formation formed by the seven swords of Yincheng Although very impressive. If he only faced the five Shenxuan swordsmen before, he could barely hold on, but there were too many opponents, and he was already caught in a flood of people in an instant.
Mu Xuetong was holding a long sword, holding Han Yanmeng with one hand, concentrating on seeing and dismantling every move, trying hard to find any gaps! Now everyone's life is not important!
What's more important is the safety of Yincheng!
As long as he and Han Yanmeng can rush out, Yincheng will know the truth one day!
The Xiao family's conspiracy cannot really succeed!
Right now, Mu Xuetong also thinks that she is the best candidate to escape with the little princess. The third elder is sure to break through with the little princess, but he is absolutely unable to stop the opponent's pursuit. Besides, Xiao Xingyun will definitely keep a close eye on the third elder. not far.
Therefore, the only person who sacrificed the most powerful person, delayed as much time as possible, and took the little princess by himself to escape as quickly as possible!
This is not a polite time to speak, so when the third elder said it, Mu Xuetong immediately understood!
Han Yanmeng looked at these life-and-death struggle crowds around her, but felt extremely sad in her heart! Here, any face is familiar to me. Here, everyone has held themselves like jewels before, hugged and kissed themselves when they were young. For the little girl, a person here Everyone can be said to be her relatives!
But now, one of my two relatives has rebelled, and is fighting desperately with the person who protects me!
They are born from the same root, so why rush each other!
There were tears in Han Yanmeng's eyes, blurred down. In her pure heart, she didn't know the reason for all this... She only knew that the sky had changed...
Over there, following the fight and walk, the third elder put his heart on the line, dodged and slowly retreated, the fifth elder and Yincheng Seven Swords gradually caught most of the combat power, at this moment, the third elder's whole body suddenly exploded. A fierce sword light shot out!
In such a dark night, the sun suddenly rose to the middle of the sky!
Thousands of sword lights, like the Milky Way pouring down! This sword, the third elder has already tried his best!
Fight for life, fight for life and death!
Mu Xuetong didn't say a word, and rushed forward with Han Yanmeng, heading towards the direction pointed by the third elder Jian Guang, rushing at full speed like a whirlwind!
Xiao Xingyun suddenly felt something was wrong, he roared: "Stop them, catch that little maidservant!"
Suddenly he yelled to the other side, saying: "Do it!!" The situation in the field suddenly changed suddenly, and the last person among the Seven Swords of Yincheng suddenly turned his sword light and stabbed at his own. How many siblings!
The siblings who have been together for an unknown number of years!
A few screams stood out. Among the Seven Swords of Yincheng, the three people stared incredulously, with blood protruding from their chests, they turned around slowly, looked at their little Yaodi, their eyes were full of sadness, anger, and confusion...
There was a look of guilt in the man's eyes, with complex expressions in his eyes, and he whispered: "I'm sorry! I'm from the Xiao family."
There was a clear look in the eyes of the three of them, and then they fell to the ground calmly.
until the moment of death. There was still no trace of resentment on his face. Or, until they died, they thought of him as... their brother!
The last look in the eyes of the three people is endless pain...
"ah-"
Surprised by the sharp change in the situation in the field, the third elder roared. He, who had already guessed that such an accident might occur, was still overwhelmed by this expected accident. Suddenly the long sword swung left and right, and two huge round sword lights shot out. Wherever it passed, several people exclaimed, blood splashed on their bodies, and two people couldn't dodge, and were chopped off at the waist!
The third elder Han Feiyun let out a loud roar, his body was wrapped in sword light, and he rushed out like a whirlwind with Mu Xuetong and Han Yanmeng.
Then as soon as he got out of the encirclement, Han Feiyun immediately turned around and blocked Mu Xuetong and Han Yanmeng behind him. He was like a man who was in charge of everything, and he yelled: "Who dares to come up! With me!" A battle of life and death!"
Behind him, Mu Xuetong dragged Han Yanmeng without even turning her head, and fled into the distance like green smoke. From a distance, Han Yanmeng's tender and anxious cry came: "Third Grandpa..."
But at this moment, the Third Elder could no longer hear him!
His eyes were fixed on the youngest of the Seven Swords of Yincheng, his eyes were so full of hatred that he wanted to eat him alive! If eyes can hurt people, then this villain who killed his brother has already been beaten ten thousand times!
"Why!?" The third elder's body trembled a little, with tears in his eyes, and with a childlike innocence, he slowly pushed forward: "Why? Wan Chengguang! Why? Why did you do this? Back then you fainted from cold and hunger on the snow mountain Next, the old city lord kindly brought you back to Yincheng, cultivated you carefully, and made you one of the seven personal swords, why did you do this?"
This old man who is nearly a hundred years old, in the past few days. To be able to be stimulated to tears again and again. It can be seen how severe these successive blows are, even with the third elder's spiritual cultivation of nearly a hundred years, he cannot bear it!
Under his contemptuous gaze, Wan Chengguang's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help taking a step back, with guilt in his eyes, he murmured: "I... I don't want to do this either... Third brother, I... Actually, I was originally from the Xiao family. My real name is Xiao Jianguang! What happened back then was... I... "
"Haha... Han Feiyun, have you been wondering how I got the news? Now you should understand?! Haha... This is one of the most important secrets of our Xiao family, and our Xiao family, don't It's just this dark chess piece! Han Feiyun, your Han family is completely over, quickly get out of the way, and I will leave you with a dead body for the love of the past!"
"Hahaha... Xiao Xingyun, do you think this is possible?" The position chosen by the third elder was exactly the narrowest place in a valley, one person with one sword, and his eyebrows were coldly opposed! Obviously, he has made up his mind to die!
"Kill, kill! We must catch those two fish that slipped through the net, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!" Xiao Xingyun waved his hand, his face full of murderous intent!
After a few clicks, the three surviving members of the Yincheng Seven Swords and the fifth elder were covered in blood, fell through the air, staggered, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the third elder. His eyes are determined and his eyes are indifferent.
They never looked at the traitor who got cold feet!
He is no longer worth watching!
The crowd swarmed up, and the third elder shouted: "Do your best to stop them! Don't let them go one step further!" The four agreed at the same time, their gazes were determined, their long swords were like snow and silver, and they swung brilliantly the bloody light that filled the sky!
Doomed to be unlucky today!
But never sacrifice!
As long as there is a breath, we must buy more time for the little princess to breathe!
More time, more hope!
For the future of Silver City!
For the future of Yincheng!
The two sides rolled together like a whirlwind... The blood slowly dyed plum blossoms on the ground, then gradually gathered into a ball, and then slowly merged into a small stream...
The cold wind is howling! snowflakes...