Ying Jiu walked on the left side of the sedan chair. He heard the sound and had no time to pull out the sword. He had already jumped to the place where the sword light pointed, and then he went to pull out the sword.

Looking at his fast sword was unexpectedly blocked by a young man with his body, Feng Huantian Yi gave a sound, his foot on the young man, pulled the sword out of his abdomen, his strength soared, and slapped the car roof with a palm.

Four figures flew over from the side of the sedan chair, and the fastest of them had swung his axe and cut to the wind Fantasy Sky with a shrill roar.

Feng Huantian's palm changed direction and faced the axe. At the same time, he laughed and said, "Ling Yunfei? You're not my opponent, so don't mind your own business."

With a smile, he finished this sentence. The left palm of his right sword had already made dozens of moves against the four people, repulsed Chen Rongxuan, and shocked the shadow. The long sword was picked on the lingyunfei axe, and the people turned and rushed to the eight lift sedan.

Shadow nine long sword has been pulled out, one hand on the top of the car, with the strength to meet the wind magic day, and at the same time shouted: "go!"

The sword breath of wind magic sky was cold, with great strength. As soon as Ying Jiu's long sword met it, it was hurt by the sword breath, but it didn't retreat. The long sword stabbed in from a strange angle in the sword breath, directly approaching the wrist of wind magic sky.

When the sword roared, Yang Zhao had turned around. It was only in such a moment that the following people had already done so many moves. Yang Zhao knew that the comer must be a top master, and they couldn't resist it. He grabbed the spear from the soldiers who stood nearby and didn't react, and then drove his horse and stabbed him.

"There are assassins!" At this time, the person next to him reacted and shouted.

"Go!" He Li broke his drink, and the eight people accelerated and rushed straight forward.

Feng Huantian didn't expect that the young man who had been seriously injured by himself could still have the strength to fight back, but the sword he stabbed was too fast and strange. If he didn't return his hand, he was afraid of being injured on his wrist. With a slight smile, he returned to the sword to defend, and at the same time, his left palm patted lingyunfei who attacked again.

Yang Zhao's spear, like a rainbow, stabbed at the wind magic sky, and his fierce strength brought a wind.

With a "Dang" sound, a long knife stretched out from the side and lifted his spear away. At the same time, a gloomy voice sounded: "General Yang, today's kiss, you can't get married."

A dozen figures flitted from the crowd that had just begun to panic around. Several people met Ling Yunfei and Chen Rongxuan, and most of them rushed to the eight lift sedan.

Shadow nine withdrew his sword and jumped at the man who rushed to the sedan chair with his back completely exposed.

Shadow ten and shadow two also staggered up from the ground and rushed to the sedan chair.

Feng Huantian forced Ling Yunfei back with a palm, and with a cold smile, the long sword went to the back of Ying Jiu with the sound of the wind.

With a Ding, a long sword slanted out from the side, and the tip of the sword touched the blade of the wind magic sky. Then a soft force slanted the sword, and a figure had blocked in front of shadow nine.

The wind magic sky gave a light sigh, and the long sword went with the trend, and the left palm patted the person in front of him.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a powerful sword coming straight from behind. He felt a chill in his heart. He turned around with his sword. The long sword blocked the Epee from attacking, and at the same time, his majestic palm power beat out.

The visitor also stretched out his palm and slapped him. The two palms hit each other, and the sword blade also brought out flames. The surging internal force made the flow of people within three meters around the flying paper curtain fly away, and the big red happy words broken into scraps of paper rolled out layers of eddies, circling in the air to the sky.

"Lu Yao!" Feng Huan Tian had a sneer on his mouth.

Lu Yao wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and said, "you clean up the others. I'll take care of this person."

Ling Yunfei waved his axe and turned to the killing move that was pouring in. Chen Rongxuan also swept over and leaned against him, fighting with those killers who came out from all around.

Shadow nine, shadow two and shadow ten blocked a few people, but there were still many people jumping on the sedan. He Li and others put down the sedan and took weapons from the soldiers standing guard nearby. The generals behind Yang Zhao jumped off the horse waist knife and scabbard, and the incoming guards surrounded the sedan by a three-story human wall.

"Yang Zhao, hand over this woman and the princess will spare your lives. Otherwise, do you think you can stop us?" The thin man who was very comfortable with Yang zhaodou giggled.

From the corner of Yang Zhao's eyes, he saw that the pro guards had no power to fight back in front of the killers, and fell to the ground one after another. His eyes suddenly became cold. The spear shook, and the cold light was colorful. All his moves pointed to the key of the thin man.

The thin man was just about to laugh at his overestimation, and a sharp sword gas inserted from it, forcing his killing move straight back. At the same time, the man turned around and stabbed an assassin's body with gorgeous and beautiful sword moves, but strangely. He drew back without hesitation, and then hit him again.

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"General Yang, don't miss the auspicious hour. You go first." Ye Xi took advantage of the thin and tall man's stupefied time, his body was like smoke, picked up the long sword of the man who was fighting with shadow nine, crossed the back neck of the man who was forcing to shadow two, and when he turned back, the long sword passed by the waist of a man who was holding up his sword to stab his pro guards, and then the long sword whirled to block the thin and tall man's knife.

After killing his opponent, Ying Jiu covered his belly with a long sword, half knelt on the ground, looked up and said to Yang Zhao, "you go first."

It was only a few minutes from the sword roar of the attack issued by the wind magic day. The originally crowded crowd on the street was difficult to disperse for a moment. The screams and cries of the affected people made the scene even more chaotic. Only the place where the wind magic day and Lu Yao were facing each other made people shake out three meters away because of the cold murderous spirit and strong internal force, and other places were in chaos.

Yang Zhao's close guards and soldiers had begun to form an array, but they were pushed and impacted by these people, and they were simply unable to aim their arrows at the attacking people.

In the chaos, a man who was making a human wall in front of the sedan chair wearing Pro guard wedding clothes suddenly jumped in front of the sedan chair, lifted the curtain and stabbed the waist knife in his hand.

"Qingyu!"

"No!"

The shrill cry rang out. He Li, who was closest to the car door, cut the knife at the man with his hand. At the same time, he leaned back and fell straight into the sedan chair, protecting Ling Qingyu in front of him.

With two soft noises, he Li slashed the man's waist, and the man's waist knife also stabbed into his body.

Gao Liu dragged the man out and immediately cut down with a knife.

"Where is it?" The curtain of the car had been pulled down, and even if he fell in to protect himself, he didn't forget to avoid his broken leg. The flash on the knife tip on the back of the man made Ling Qingyu a little confused for a moment, and gave a soft cry.

"Get up and go!" Yang Zhao broke his drink, jumped off the horse's back, took the place of He Li, carried the sedan chair, and ran quickly to the general's house under the protection of his personal guards.

The tall and thin man was just about to catch up, and ye Xi had blocked the line with shadow 10, shadow 2, and shadow 9, confronting the remaining few people.

"Hehe, do you think you can stop us? What if you enter the general's mansion? Today we must take the woman's life." The tall man sneered and said.

"Lu Yao, it's OK. I originally wanted to wait for you to grow up for another two years and have more fun fighting. Since you want to die yourself, then I'll help you." Feng Huan Tian smiled slightly, and the long sword glowed red.

Lu Yao just smiled faintly, and the Epee rose.

Suddenly, a cold force filled between the two people, slowly but domineering spread around, and the people who ran slower around were directly hit and flew out by that force. They hurriedly crawled and rolled away, and there was nothing else within ten meters from the three meter open space around the two people.

"Clean them up quickly." Ling Yunfei shouted, and the big axe in his hand roared. He combined Chen Rongxuan's double knives, and knocked several killers around him down. The rest were handed over to Chen Rongxuan. Then his body passed the two people and rushed at the killers who had fought with Ye Xi.

With Ling Yunfei's joining, the pressure here suddenly relaxed, and ye Shiyi said, "brother ten, you go after General Yang first!"

Ling Yunfei blocked four people alone. When ye Xi blocked the tall and thin man, he also restrained one person. Ying Shi and Ying Er cooperated to chop down their opponents. Ying Shi lifted Ying Jiu, said hello, and flew in the direction of Yang Zhao and them.

The sedan chair began to bump because of its rapid running. Ling Qingyu bent down and picked up He Li. Seeing that the waist knife was inserted from his abdomen and straight out of his back, his hands shook unconsciously.

He Li used all his remaining strength to hold the handle of the knife, pulled out half of it, pulled the knife out of his back, and poured it into her arms with all his strength.

"He Li!" Ling Qingyu shouted.

"Nothing..." He Li smiled, the blood gurgling at the corners of his mouth, still smiling and said, "nothing... I... Nothing... Don't cry... Today when you are in charge... It's so beautiful..."

The sedan chair was running wildly, and the blood flowing out of He Li's body in his arms had been stained through the wedding dress. The blood dripping from the small hole in the oblique corner of the car roof had slowly dried up. Ling Qingyu's eyes were astringent, but she stubbornly resisted tears. Red gaitou had already fallen to the ground in the turbulence, biting her teeth, Ling Qingyu took out the medicine, fed one to He Li, and then ate one by herself, and forcibly endured the severe pain in her legs.

"Hurry! Go back and pick up Alan to the general's mansion!" The stone that was pushed to the back shouted to Han Liang, Zheng Xi and Cai Jingfang, who were still riding on the horse and had not recovered.

As soon as Han Liang turned his horse's head, he galloped to Ling mansion. Shadow nine followed the sedan chair, and they followed as the ones who sent the relatives. They reacted the slowest, but fortunately there were not so many people behind. Han Liang ignored those scattered people and went crazy.

Zheng Xi dismounted, pulled the stone to bypass the crowd, and then said, "go first, hurry up, take the path!"