The rain of arrows came towards us. Some of the Qianzhou magic shoots were taken over by Duanmu Anguo. Even though the appearance of the Dashun Shenji Camp made the Qianzhou magic shoots from shining brightly and dull, it was better than nothing, and at some point it could still play a surprising role in winning.

Just like now!

While the arrows were storming, they could not move, and both sides of the choice were dead. However, Xuan Tianhua thought, he could choose! If he didn't move, he could at least buy some time for the girl behind him to escape. He knew that the girl had some magic tricks, and she could only give her time, even if she had a breath, she could save her life.

He smiled calmly, faced with arrow rain, without any intention of avoiding. Feng Yuheng looked behind him, his eyes were so anxious that there was a fire. She shouted loudly: "Brother Seven! Jump! Jump in my direction!"

But Xuan Tianhua remains unmoved.

Seeing that the arrow rain was about to hit the target from the sky, she was anxious and simply used her poor light skills and rushed forward. At the same time, she shook her hand and raised her whip, and the whip went straight to Xuan Tianhua, hoping that the long whip in her hand could touch his body instead of her.

How could I think that at this moment, in the rain of arrows coming from Tongcheng, half of the arrows changed direction, no longer targeted Xuantianhua, but shot towards a large minefield.

Feng Yuheng was shocked and almost immediately realized what the other party wanted to do. Although this minefield did not blow up a large number of Dashun soldiers, if he could take Xuan Tianhua and her life, the old thief Duanmu would make a profit.

The arrows were too fast and too many, and they were scattered again. It was too late for her to rescue her. The fastest arrow pointed to the ground. She widened her eyes and watched the change in the land. The speed of the mine explosion was broken down by her at this moment, from the cracking of the land to the protrusion of sparks, and then spreading out with a "bang". Feng Yuheng forgot to enter the space and just watched everything happen in front of her. Until a figure in white scrubbed towards her, she subconsciously stroked her left wrist with her right hand and hid in the pharmacy space with the white sack.

Just as the moment she entered, a large ray of lightning exploded, causing her brain to buzz. She only had time to smell the familiar pharmacy smell, and the next second, she lost all her consciousness...

All mines exploded within the five-mile defense line. Xuan Tianming, outside the defense line, had already seen Xuan Tianhua pounce towards Feng Yuheng when the first thunder sounded. At that moment, his heart was in his throat, fearing that the girl would not have time to enter the space. He stared at it, but unfortunately, with the thunder explosion, a large area of ​​thick smoke rolled up, instantly submerged the two of them and isolated them from his sight. He was anxious and used his lightness skills to rush in without hesitation, but was robbed by several secret guards behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a large thunder exploded, causing the earth to tremble violently. The secret guards tried their best to drag Xuan Tianming back. This was about to happen. When the thunder buried at the edge of the defense line exploded, splashed fragments still inserted into their flesh, densely packed, like sieve eyes.

Xuan Tianming had almost no thoughts at that moment, his mind was blank, and he could only hear the rumbling thunder in his ears, and his mind was full of scenes when he saw Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianhua at the last glance. He didn't know if Feng Yuheng had time to enter the space. He wanted to rush over and see. Even if he was broken into pieces, it would be worth it as long as he proved that the two were safe. Unfortunately, he couldn't get in after all, and he even heard someone shouting in his ear: "Your Highness Ninth, even if you rush in, you can't find anything!"

What does this mean? Xuantian meditated, and the secret guards didn’t know that Feng Yuheng had a Qiankun space that could enter and exit anytime and anywhere. So, what they said could not find anything, was that those two people were bombed to the point where nothing was left?

He wanted to turn around and slap the secret guard, and he raised his palms, but he still couldn't stop.

It is not the secret guard who should be beaten, but himself! Xuan Tianming felt that he was very unpromising. With Feng Yuheng by his side over the years, it seemed that he had a support from the bottom of his heart. He counted on this wife in everything, and even when he reached the critical moment of life and death, he could still let the girl take risks alone. Is he a man?

The minefield of the entire five miles was blown up for half an hour, and He Gan rushed here with some of the people from the Sci-Shooting Group until there was no thunder, until everything returned to peace. When I looked around, there was smoke rolling, like a thick wall of fog, separating them from Tongcheng.

He Gan had never seen Xuan Tianming look so distracted. He was an old man from the camp in the suburbs of Beijing. He followed Xuan Tianming for seven years and fought all the way to Zong Sui. Although he was later incorporated into the Shenji Camp by Feng Yuheng and became the leader of the Divine Shooting Group. Although he recognized Feng Yuheng as the boss and respected him from the bottom of his heart, Xuan Tianming was also his first master in subjective consciousness. The ninth prince, this general, has never taken anyone seriously. The army he led is invincible no matter where he fought. Even if Feng Yuheng was later, it was just a icing on the cake and was not considered a timely help, because Xuan Tianming was originally so powerful.

But what about now? Now, He Gan actually saw despair on Xuan Tianming's face. This has never been done before. Xuan Tianming actually became despair. What exactly happened?

He looked around, but he could not see Feng Yuheng coming here with Xuan Tianming. He Gan was puzzled and asked the secret guards beside him: "Where is the princess? Didn't he say that he came here to pick up the Seventh Prince, who is the Seventh Prince?" He Gan suddenly rose up. He seemed to have a clue, and seemed to understand where the despair on Xuan Tianming's face came from. But he couldn't believe it, staring at the boss with his eyes at the secret guard.

The secret guards, who have always been marked by no emotion, turned red at this moment. They didn't know that Feng Yuheng had space, so maybe there was still a glimmer of hope for Xuan Tianming, but for them, Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianhua were all buried in that minefield. Even after such a long and large-scale explosion, they would be so explosive that they could not even find a corner of their clothes.

Seeing that the secret guards did not answer, they all had tears in their eyes. How could He Gan understand? At this moment, he was almost crazy! He considered himself Feng Yuheng's apprentice, and all his skills were learned from Feng Yuheng. She taught them archery skills, taught them bizarre and weird archery tracking techniques, and taught them all the thunder and guns. He originally thought that when he was too old to go to the battlefield to fight, he would stay in the army as an instructor and teach his skills to more people. But unexpectedly, suddenly, such bad news came.

If Feng Yuheng is gone in this world, what is the significance of their existence of Shenji Camp?

"How could Zong Sui have thunder?" Suddenly, Xuan Tianming said something like this. He was not asking anyone, but just wanted to murmur and think repeatedly. However, the mines exploded too hard and took too long, so that their eardrums were slightly damaged, and their hearing temporarily weakened. Even though he wanted to murmur, the sound he spoke was very loud.

He subconsciously knelt down at the thick fog. When he heard Xuan Tianming ask, he was stunned and then reacted, but said, "Impossible! This is impossible! How could Zong Sui have thunder?" But looking at the smoke again, even though he did not see the moment of the landmine storm exploded with his own eyes, he could tell by just smelling this smell that the thick fog was indeed caused by the thunder explosion...

He was stunned for a long time before he said, "The master once said that no matter whether it is a thunder or a gun, she can only take it out in this world, and no one else can have it. This is... why?" He looked at Xuan Tianming and explained: "We only brought guns and grenades to the Zong Sui this time, and we did not bring the mines that could be buried underground. All the mines left in the Shenji Camp were left on the other end of the desert, and Xi Fang personally took care of it. It would be impossible for him to flow to Zong Sui! And..." He gritted his teeth, "Even the thunder that flowed out of the Shenji Camp, it would not cause such a large-scale thunder explosion, because there were only less than twenty mines left on our hands." Looking back at the sounds we heard as we came to this end, the explosion sound was more than twenty, and fifty, so it was absolutely impossible for them to be theirs.

Xuan Tianming also knew that this matter had nothing to do with the Shenji Camp. He waved his hand and said, "There is no intention to blame you. I am just curious about where Duanmu Anguo got these thunders from? And..." He recalled the big explosion just now and concluded: "It must not be our thunders, because the power of the explosion is much worse than ours. Their thunders can't match the power of one of us even if it explodes three."

The tinnitus seemed to improve. Xuan Tianming adjusted his state as much as possible, and warned himself over and over again: Don't panic, don't be confused, everything is not the final determinant. He just didn't see the last scene, but at least he had seen Xuan Tianhua have arrived beside her. The two should have entered the space. When the smoke dissipated, he asked the army to spread a net to find it. No matter how severe the blow was, at least some traces would be left. If there was no trace, it would mean that the person was fine.

Xuan Tianming forced himself to calm down, and his condition was quickly adjusted. He ordered He Gan: "Go back and ask the Qianli to order troops to detach the camp. The army will march here and be ready to attack the city at any time."

He Gan also held his breath in his heart. There was no place to vent his breath, so he could only break up with the old thief Duanmu. After receiving Xuan Tianming's order, he immediately returned quickly. Soon, when the sky was dawn, Qian brought hundreds of thousands of Dashun soldiers to the fog wall in a mighty way.

He Gan had already told Qianli and several other generals about the situation here, so when the army arrived, Xuan Tianming saw sad faces. It was obviously a war army, but it was like a mourning team, which made him feel very upset.

"Get your spirits up!" He shouted angrily and pointed at Qianli and said, "It's not time for you to cry yet! This king is not dead, the princess is not dead, and the seventh prince is not dead. Listen, 200,000 people are left to wait for the orders here, and the rest are all moving forward, from here to the foot of the Tongcheng city wall, and search for me inch by inch."

"What are you looking for?" Qian Li asked in a daze.

Xuan Tianming gritted his teeth, "Look for someone!...Look for corpses, limbs, or blood, flesh..."
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