After lightly killing Xiao Wei Mou and others, Ye Feng did not move his feet, leaned back, and then hugged Zi Ling in his arms, lit the bleeding-stop path, and then applied medicine to the wound. His life was no longer hindrance.

After doing all this, Ye Feng picked up Xiang Shaolong's head and put it with his body. Although he couldn't stick Xiang Shaolong's cold butt with a hot face, he could still protect his entire body.

At this moment, there were dinging and fires rising everywhere, and a fierce battle also came from Xinlingjun's mansion. Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and found a house casually. After temporarily placing Xiang Shaolong and Zi Ling, he stood up and rushed towards Xinlingjun's mansion.

After several breaths, Ye Feng had already arrived at the mansion and went straight to the courtyard where Zhao Qian was without any hesitation. The situation at the scene was already in a crisis.

Tonight, King Wei summoned Ye Feng into the palace, and Xinling Jun sent elite escorts, and the escort force of the mansion was suddenly empty. It was precisely because Xiang Shaolong chose to break through tonight to escape. This was also the same reason. Long Yang Jun, Fu Du, and Xiao Wei Mou decided to take action. If you think about it in detail, even King Wei Ye summoned Ye Feng into the palace, which was the plan of Long Yang Jun to dig the tiger away from the mountain.

This is exactly the case.

In the mansion, Xinling Jun and Chu Mo stood opposite each other, and dozens of corpses were lying in the courtyard, which shows the tragic tragedy of the previous battle.

There were dozens of people under Xinlingjun's command, and Ji Yanran was on the list, but Ye Feng was worried that things would change and prepared for the future, so he asked her to protect Zhao Qian early on. However, the changes in the matter still exceeded Ye Feng's expectations.

Ji Yanran's slender and plump figure had a few more blood flowers, and her clothes were messy. Fu Du pinched Zhao Qian's throat with one hand, and her face was cold.

There were only more than 40 Chu Mo Walkers who came to Daliang, but at this moment, there were more than 100 people in the courtyard who had died. It was obvious that these people were not all Chu Mo Walkers. The battle situation in front of him proved that the Mo Walkers Guild was indeed extraordinary, and it also verified that every Chu Mo Walker was a top master who was one or ten. If they had intercepted Xiang Shaolong before, they could kill Xiang Shaolong with only three or four people.

None of the corpses lying on the ground were Chu Mo Walkers, and at most they were seriously injured. The willpower of these ascetics was far beyond the reach of people. Even if they were bleeding after their hands, their cold eyes were still as sharp as swords, exuding an unyielding perseverance.

Xinling Jun shouted angrily: "Fu Du, you are so brave. How dare you rob the Princess of Zhao? Who is the mastermind behind the scenes? As long as you release the princess and tell the mastermind behind the scenes, I can guarantee you to leave the Great Wei safely!"

Fu Du's face was cold, and there was a faint sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "Young Master Wuji, even if this is the big beam, I, Fu Du, are afraid of you? If I, if I, wouldn't come here tonight. Let's not say that I have the Princess Zhao in my hand, even if I don't, I am in an absolute advantage. Can you leave me with Fu Du? Haha... Don't say nonsense, get out of here, otherwise she will die."

"You!" Xinling Jun's face stagnated.

The facts are as Fu Du said. First, he was afraid of being a mouse, and second, the opponent's strength was indeed a crushing situation. Although it was only a temporary suppression, it was enough for Fu Du and others to leave Daliang safely, especially when there were high-ranking officials of the Wei State who were sheltering them in Daliang City.

Xinling Jun couldn't help but fall into a state of retreat. Fu Du shouted coldly: "I'll call three times. If Mr. Wuji doesn't let go, Princess Zhao will be dead!"

"one!"

"two!"

"Three... Rats without courage, dare to attack sneak attack?!" Just as the word "three" was released, he heard the talisman screaming. A sharp sword light burst into behind the talisman, dazzling the entire night sky, the sword energy was like frost, and a sword came from the west.

Fu Du's expression changed in horror. At this time of life and death, his body did not turn, but he turned his right hand when he pinched Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian turned from him to behind him, facing the sword that stabbed him in the back.

"With women being hostage, are you qualified to blame others?" A faint sneer rang out.

Fu Du's expression changed in horror and gritted his teeth and said, "It's you?!"

Zhao Qian's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted, "Brother Ye!" On the other side, Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes, who was standing beside Xinlingjun, suddenly lit up, and she looked at Ye Feng with anger and resentment.

Fu Du's reaction was extremely fast, but Ye Feng's reaction was faster. Just as he regarded Zhao Qian as his human shield, the Changqing Sword had suddenly picked up. Fu Du shouted loudly, and before he could react, he felt a chill on the back of his head.

It's the fast sword!

It was really a very fast sword. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy had arrived. The coolness represents the intention of death. The talisman poison dared not stop. He patted Zhao Qian with his back hand, and used his body skills and ran forward.

"Puff!" Zhao Qian flew into Ye Feng's arms, but also spat a mouthful of blood in her mouth.

"Ye, Brother Ye!"

Despite this, Zhao Qian, who fell into Ye Feng's arms, still couldn't help but feel shy on her face, especially when she felt the warmth of her lover and smelled the breath full of male hormones. Her body immediately became hot as tide, and her white and red skin was very seductive.

The Talisman Reaction was fast enough. If he had taken a step further, before Zhao Qian could do anything, Ye Feng's sword had pierced his head.

"Ye Feng, do you really want to be an enemy of me, Chu Mo?! Do you know...grass!"

Fu Du turned around and before he finished speaking, Ye Feng embraced Zhao Qian, and the man was already following him like a shadow, and he rushed to him again, causing the world-torn Chu Mo Juzi to swear. You damn, you don’t even want to say anything!

The sword light was agile, the flying dragon walked through the snake, and the sword light scattered everywhere, and the sword move was like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. Everyone was stunned, of course, including the talisman itself.

scold!

With one move, Fu Du, the son of Chu Mo who was so stunning all over the world, had a narrow blood mark on his throat cut by Ye Feng, and blood shot out.

Fu Duwu widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at Ye Feng with unwillingness but admiration, and said hoogically: "Good sword technique."

With a crisp sound, the sharp sword in Fu Du's hand fell to the ground.

There is a dead silence everywhere, and the needle can be heard.

Ye Feng glanced at Talisman and said slowly: "It's a good swordsman."

Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes were shining with a little spring light, and she stared at Ye Feng in a daze. If she had said that she was just curious before, then now she was attracted by the strange man in front of her.

Xinling Jun was also shocked and looked at Ye Feng inexplicably, and his heart was also filled with palpitations.

He had thought about seizing it by force before, but considering that those artifacts were too terrifying, he did not take action. However, the scene in front of him suddenly made him realize how lucky it was to take action without force.

The worldly swordsmanship is nothing more than this!
Chapter completed!