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Countless sword energy emanated from Liu Fuyun's body, countless soldiers were instantly shot into a hive.

For a time, mourners were everywhere, and among the thousand elites, most of them were killed or injured.

The rest of the people looked at Liu Fuyun as if they were looking at wild beasts.

No matter how Amo Kun roared, no one dared to step forward.

On the other side, Ye Wuyou roared in shock.

"Is this... Martial arts supernatural power?"

Looking at the rest of the people, he found that no matter it was the elders of Changlong or the sword maniac.

The splendor on his face was no worse than his own.

However, there is only one exception, and that is Qing Lingzi.

Ye Wuyou flickered, came to the opponent, and said exaggeratedly.

"Daoist, do you know?"

Looking at the playful eyes of the other party, Qing Lingzi snorted coldly, it was a tacit agreement!
Seeing this, the other four people looked at him as if they were looking at a mentally retarded person.

Ye Wuyou even held a sword flower and said loudly.

"20 years old, out of the ordinary realm, a genius in swordsmanship, a leader in formations, and a monster who can cultivate martial arts supernatural powers."

"You... Daoist Qing Lingzi, you don't belong to the gate wall, but you are an enemy?!"

Every word of Ye Wuyou was like a steel knife, piercing Qing Lingzi's chest fiercely.

In fact, it's not that he has no regrets in his heart, it's just that there is nothing he can do now.

The only thing he can do is to strangle the opponent here.

Thinking of this, he felt ruthless in his heart, ignored Ye Wuyou's ridicule, made a wrong step, and swept towards the field.

In the arena, Liu Fuyun had already rushed out of the battle, just about to step forward to capture and kill Amo Kun.

Seeing that Qing Lingzi was approaching aggressively in the distance, he looked like he wanted to eat himself alive.

Feeling bad in his heart, he turned around and swept towards Yunchong City.

Just as Qing Lingzi was about to catch up, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and a figure was already blocking him.

The whole body exudes a bitter breath, it is the knife maniac.

Seeing the opponent's fierce aura, Qing Lingzi's face turned ashen, and he had no choice but to turn around and leave.

My heart was already desperate.

"No, I can't let this kid live, I have to find a way!"

……

The sun sets and night falls.

On this day, although Fengman's army was mobilized in full force, they did not achieve more results than in the past.

Among them, it has a lot to do with the inaccuracy of the thunderbolt car.

In the night, two figures, one in front and one behind, climbed over the high wall and came to the Xiao's house.

Patriarch Xiao Yun stood in the lobby, checking the battle reports from various places.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door, and two men in black robes appeared majestically in front of him.

"Who are you?!"

Xiao Yun looked alert, and his whole body was full of breath.

As one of the four major families, the Xiao family is naturally heavily guarded.

But the two of them were able to come to the lobby without making a sound, which shows their superb skills.

The first person took off his hood, revealing a familiar face.

"Patriarch Xiao, are you safe?"

"Qing Lingzi, it's you? What's the point of visiting late at night?"

Seeing the other party's guarded appearance, Qing Lingzi smiled and waved his hand, pointing backwards.

"Patriarch Xiao, don't get me wrong, it's not me, but her who is looking for you!"

Xiao Yun followed his gaze, and the person behind him took off his hood, and it turned out to be a young girl with a sweet smile.

This person was actually Xiao Ying who was beside Yelu Yunpeng.

Xiao Ying took a step forward, with an excited expression, and called out.

"Third Uncle!!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun's mind went blank, and he became excited, his arms trembling.

"Are you... Ying'er?"

"It's me, Third Uncle..."

"Why are you here?"

"It's a long story..."

"..."

The next day, Fengman's army unexpectedly did not attack the city, which surprised General Yunchong.

And so, after a day of rare silence.

In the middle of the night, outside Yunchong City, a large number of men in black took advantage of the darkness to sneak into the city.

The leaders are Yelu Yunpeng and A Mokun.

Seeing the city wall, the patrolling personnel still looked around.

There was no movement anywhere in the city, and Amo Kun was a little impatient.

"Yunpeng, do you think the Xiao family can't play tricks? Why don't you do it?"

Yelu Yunpeng didn't take it seriously, he didn't speak, but just stared in the direction of the city gate.

"Don't worry, Xiao Ying personally sent the news, there must be no fake news, but we have to be careful."

Mentioning Xiao Ying, Amo Kun nodded.

"Xiaoying, I believe that our army has the upper hand this time, and Yunchong City is still unable to attack for a long time. It is nothing more than relying on the high walls of the city!"

"If someone can open the city gate, with the strength of our prairie boy, Yunchong City will be within reach."

The words are full of confidence, completely forgetting a few days ago.

He led thousands of elites, but was defeated by Liu Fuyun alone.

Just as he was talking, suddenly the south gate of Yunchong City made a cracking sound, and a gap was soon revealed.

A majestic young man walked out of it, looking around, as if looking for something.

If Liu Fuyun was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man is the young master of the Xiao family: Xiao Potian.

Xiao Potian glanced over and saw the agreed mark.

Without hesitation, he pushed open the city gate with both arms.

"Rumble..."

The loud noise alarmed the defenders on the city wall.

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to open the city gate?"

However, before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow from "Whoosh!" passed through his chest, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell to the outside of the city wall.

Yelu Yunpeng put down his strong bow and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, follow me into Yunchong City!"

"kill!"

Immediately, there was a hundred responses, ten thousand winds and elites, like a raging tide, rushing towards the city gate one after another.

"No, close the city gate~!"

However, it was too late, and it was intentional or unintentional.

The difference in numbers between the two sides was too large, and the remaining defenders were like a flat boat in the sea, unable to make waves at all.

Immediately, Yelu Yunpeng said to the messenger.

"Go, tell the general, you can launch a general offensive."

As the messenger galloped away, not long after, the sound of horseshoes thundered, making the earth tremble.

The leader has a stern face and an extraordinary momentum, wearing a bright red shirt and hunting in the wind.

As they rode their horses past, the Fengman soldiers cheered like thunder.

Wei Sanjin rushed to the top of the city and exclaimed.

"It turned out to be Yeluqi who came in person. The other party is willing to take the risk, and it seems that he is determined to win."

He suddenly turned back to the guard and yelled.

"The enemy army is attacking the city, hurry up and ask the city guard! Let it go!"

Under the leadership of Yeluqi, the black eagle cavalry took the lead in charging, followed by the infantry crossbows, advancing at full speed.

The strangulation was going on at the city gate, so they didn't meet much resistance.

After successfully reaching the bottom of the city, Yeluqi waved his hand and roared.

"Bowmen, fire!"

The crossbowman beside him launched a round of arrow rain attacks on the city wall to cover it.

On the city wall, there was a panic all of a sudden, and shouts were heard endlessly.

Under the city, the Fengman soldiers set up a ladder, and Amo Kun led the way and rushed to the city wall.

Amo Kun held a pair of scimitars, and the one he swung was fierce and fierce, wounded and dead.

"Plop, plop..."

Dozens of people just fell in a pool of blood.

The morale of the soldiers behind them was greatly boosted, and they were also unstoppable.

Each of them brandished a sword and gun in their hands. On the city wall, they rushed from left to right and killed. Yunchong's defenders were defeated with one blow.

"The shield soldiers are in front, and the archers are retreating. You must defend the city wall."

A centurion was commanding loudly.

However, in the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.

Then, the upper body fell down as if uncontrollably.

The blood sprayed against Amo Kun, like a Shura from hell.

For a moment, the defenders were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and they fled crazily.

After finally encountering an opportunity to vent, Amo Kun naturally would not let it go.

Immediately, he pursued closely, and one person was running after nearly a hundred defenders.

Seeing this, Wei Sanjin was furious. The spear in his hand came out of the hole like a snake and stabbed it.

Amo Kun held his swords apart, with a grin on his face.

"You dare to stop me, court death!"

The two fought to the same place, and the sword maniac saw this scene in the distance, and his voice gradually became colder.

"Bullying the weak, this man is hopeless."

The rest of the people nodded in agreement.

After a short period of panic, Yunchong's defenders finally came to their senses and began to rise up to resist.

At the same time, Ding Xuefeng, who got the news, also rushed towards the south gate with the guards from all over the city.