Chapter two hundred and sixty first desperate pursuit(2/2)
"Sky Finger!"
"Lotus Divine Needle!"
The two men with swords and spears were about to take the opportunity to kill, when the Ancestor of Kongkong and others arrived and took action from dozens of meters away. Their bodies followed closely behind them, and they instantly fought together.
"Lord?!" Ancestor Ben Lei jumped up and helped Wu Xin fall, Guan asked.
"Chase!"
Wu Xin took several deep breaths in succession to steady his surging energy and blood, gritted his teeth and shouted, with a sway of his body, he rushed past the six people in the fierce battle, and walked away in the blink of an eye!
Ancestor Xie Kong and the two Lotus Shadow Guards stayed behind to entangle their opponents.
At this time, only Eunuch Li and Ancestor Ben Lei were left with Wu Xin. The passage began to extend diagonally upwards, and the traces were newer!
"Hurry up! If Yang Xuangan and the Barbarian Emperor are allowed to leave the passage, all our previous efforts will be in vain!"
Wu Xin gritted his teeth and walked quickly, with blood mist falling from the blood sea martial soul above his head, and reminded him in a deep voice.
Eunuch Li and Ancestor Ben Lei followed silently. Based on their previous encounters, they knew it was time to run for their lives without being reminded!
After ten breaths, the eyes of Wu Xin and the others brightened up, and they became energetic.
In the field of vision, more than a hundred meters ahead, dozens of people appeared, all carrying packages larger than people, which somewhat affected the speed of travel.
This should be the last wave of enemy troops, otherwise there would be no one left to snipe, they must all be important people!
A hundred meters away, arriving in an instant.
The fourteen people stopped and looked back, looking solemnly and surprised at Wu Xin, who was covered in blood, as well as Eunuch Li and Ancestor Ben Lei who were in ragged clothes and stained with blood.
Yang Xuangan, who was tall and muscular, handsome and majestic, holding an ancient spear, sighed secretly and put down his heavy baggage, looked at the three of them and said in a deep voice:
"Wu Guogong! Li Chengzhong! Fang Rui! Yang Guang is innocent, why do you have to fight so hard?"
On the left side of Yang Xuangan is an old barbarian man with an ancient imperial crown and imperial robes, gray hair and majestic aura. On the right side is a middle-aged scribe in a cloth cap and robe. He is calm and composed, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, which seems to be able to see through people's hearts.
There are fourteen people, seven from the human race and seven from the barbarian race, and nine of them are great monks.
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