C120 Escape from the kingdom of yan

"Let's go."

The four of them threw away their horses, Gao Moli and Qing Yi grabbed onto Lin Chuyue's clothes on both sides and leaped up onto the city wall.

And at this time, just as the four of them were about to successfully leave the Yumen Pass city walls, thousands of armies blocked their path outside the city gate.

"Creak ~ ~ ~"

The gates of the Yumen Pass gradually opened. In the torrential rain, Yuwen Jing, dressed in black and riding a fine horse, slowly approached.

"In this world, no one can escape from me."

The smile on the corner of his mouth exuded viciousness and evil. Yuwen Jing sat on the fine horse, and the eyes of the evil dove landed on Lin Chuyue, "Who are you, and why you know her clearly. What relationship do you have with her?"

"Woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~"

Dozens of figures flew in front of Lin Chuyue and Qing Yi. One of them was Mo Lang, and the other was the leader.

"Black Feather Guard?"

With a ruthless killing intent in his words, Yuwen Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at the dozen or so people leading the pack with Gu Lang. Who else could it be other than the Black Feather Guard.

At that time, he was more than clear that Yan Cangzhou had secretly let go of the Black Feather Guard. If not for Yan Cangzhou's achievements in protecting the country, he would have ended up like the Black Feather Guard.

But wasn't the Black Feather Guard supposed to be loyal to Lin Chuyue? Why would she swear to protect a woman with Hua Kingdom?

Furthermore, what Yuwen Jing could not understand was that the number one swordsman in the Yan Kingdom, Qing Yi, was actually called Yue'er.

There was only one woman that Qing Yi could treat like this.

Layers upon layers of questions accumulated in Yuwen Jing's mind, causing him to want to know who the woman in front of him was.

"Return the Immortal Mountain Treasure Map to us, we will naturally let you all safely return to the Hua Kingdom."

"Hehe, Yuwen Jing, do you think we are three-year-old children?" Lin Chuyue slowly unsheathed the Thunder God in his hand and aimed the long blade in his hand at Yuwen Jing.

"I don't like being disobeyed."

"I don't like being threatened either."

The cold and killing intent instantly erupted, the sharp blade in Lin Chuyue's hand turned, in the blink of an eye, it had taken someone's life, "Yuwen Jing, let us settle today's grudge."

She had originally wanted to wait until her wings were full before returning to Yan Kingdom to take Yuwen Jing's head, but she couldn't care less now.

In this life, she definitely wouldn't let anyone else leave her side.

Rip — —

Lin Chuyue tore off a corner of her clothes and entwined the hilt of Thunder God's blade with her own palm.

Even though Gao Moli, Qing Yi, Gu Lang and the others were all experts, it was obvious that Yuwen Jing's side had thousands of heavy cavalry.

Gu Lang and the others did the same, as they tore off their clothes and used their legs to wrap the weapons in their hands tightly.

However, this action made Yuwen Jing's face darken even more.

"Formation, kill!"

"Yes."

Dozens of black figures suddenly appeared and formed a strange formation, while at the same time, Lin Chuyue who was at the head of the formation waved her long blade and rushed into the Heavy Cavalry Battalion that was surrounding them.

Although they were facing the heavy cavalry in a formation of infantry, everyone knew the fatal point of these cavalry soldiers.

and Lin Chuyue's hands did not hold back one bit, as if they were trying to vent the hatred they had for the other day with their Yumen Pass.

Gao Moli and Qing Yi stood guard by Lin Chuyue's side, one on the left and one on the right. The three of them lined up in a row to clear the obstacles in front of them.

The rain got heavier and heavier. Blood flowed along the rain and dyed the ground red. Scarlet blood flowed all over the place and the sweet smell reverberated through everyone's breath.

Although the heavy cavalry battalion with a few thousand members had suffered heavy casualties, Lin Chuyue's dozen or so men were not much better off.

Everyone was injured, Lin Chuyue's abdomen was injured, Gao Moli and Qing Yi were also severely injured.

"I said that I could let you all off scot-free."

The heavy rain continuously poured down, washing away everything in the world. Lin Chuyue took a step back, tore off a corner of his clothes and tied them to her injured abdomen to prevent blood from flowing even more.

"A few months ago, at the Yumen Pass, you said the same thing, but in the end, Lin Chuyue still died without a burial ground, and her head was separated from her body, didn't you?"

With a mocking smile on her lips, Lin Chuyue spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the Yuwen Jing in close proximity, she rushed forward once again.

Lin Chuyue knew how powerful Yuwen Jing was, but she was also clear about where Yuwen Jing's weakness was.

"Brush ~ ~ ~"

The sword hidden at his waist swung out, thrusting towards Lin Chuyue's left shoulder. That sword was extremely vicious, as it almost pierced through her body, as if it was of course pierced by the thirteen crossbows in her Yumen Pass.

However, Lin Chuyue, who had been pierced by the sword raised a smile, "Yuwen Jing, do you know that when the thirteen arrows pierced my body, they felt the same way?"

When Lin Chuyue finished speaking, her eyes suddenly froze. Using this chance, Lin Chuyue flipped the blade in her hand, and stabbed straight into Yuwen Jing's abdomen.

With the successful attack, Lin Chuyue took large steps back. The longsword was forcibly pulled out of her body, and the intense pain made Lin Chuyue unable to breathe.

"Yue Er."

"Moon."

"master."

Gao Moli and Qing Yi wanted to fly up to Lin Chuyue's side, but they were repelled by wave after wave of heavy cavalry.

Seeing Yuwen Jing closing in on Lin Chuyue step by step, without any strength left in the crowd, they could only hear the sound of horse hooves resounding in their ears.

Accompanying the heavy rain were the clear sounds of horse hooves.

Following the source of the voice, a purple figure appeared in front of everyone, seemingly leading a magnificent army of thousands of men.

The purple-clothed man in the lead descended like a god.

Kun Peng and the rest followed behind Feng Yan, when they saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned.

Corpses littered the ground, and on the mountain where the corpses were piled, Prince's Wife, whose clothes had been dyed red, held onto a long blade in his hand.

Even though they understood that the Prince's Wife was a powerful being, when they saw this scene with their own eyes, they were unable to recover their senses for a short period of time.

A purple figure leapt out from the rain and flew to Lin Chuyue's side.

Feng Yan extended a large hand, his long index finger picking up the hair on Lin Chuyue's forehead and passing it behind his ear. His deep eyes looked at the wounds on Lin Chuyue's body, the killing intent in his eyes as dense as a raging sea.

The moment Lin Chuyue saw Feng Yan appear before his eyes, a warm smile surfaced in his eyes. "You're here."

"What do you want to say?"

"It hurts, the wound hurts so bad. But it doesn't hurt to see you. " Lin Chuyue stood on her tiptoes and proactively kissed Feng Yan's lips. Her womanly posture and blushing face made others forget that she was covered with wounds.

The rain gradually stopped. The dark clouds that were pressing down gradually parted and rays of sunlight shone through the clouds onto the two of them.

This was clearly a gruesome scene of piles of corpses, but at this moment, the two felt as though they were in a dream.

Lin Chuyue laughed, she did not expect Feng Yan to appear.

Not far away, Qing Yi was looking at the man beside Lin Chuyue with the huge sword in her hand. Was this the number one War God King, Feng Yan?

"Are you jealous?"

Gao Moli was dressed in red, looking at the expression in Qing Yi's eyes, he laughed and teased his.

He had already ordered the Evil Sect to stay on standby, but he never thought that Feng Yan's speed would be even faster.

However, this was also good. He could temporarily hide his power and make his enemies more difficult to deal with.

"I'm jealous, but it's good as long as I'm happy every month."