when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 91

The bloody scene on the Wuhun Hall shocked everyone.

Apart from Master Guihang who was lying in a pool of blood, Huo Wuqing was fighting fiercely with Shangguan Mufeng, and Master Tianji also looked very angry, and his hair was on his head.

The only female head, Fairy Jiuying, stood there with a look of bewilderment.

Suddenly, a figure rose from the crowd and swung upwards, with his hands linked together to form a dharma seal, and two red lights in his eyes shot at Tianji Zhenren and Jiuying Fairy.

Daoist Tianji pointed at the sky, and a Taiji wheel appeared in front of him, barely resisting the two red lights, and shouted to Fairy Jiuying: "Let's go!"

"Don't think that if you are like this, I will be grateful to you. You will never pay back what you Jingxie Sword Sect owes me!" After finishing speaking, Fairy Jiuying swung her sleeves and swept towards the Yaochi disciples in the audience.

Master Tianji shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of dark red runes suddenly appeared under the feet, surrounding the ground within a hundred feet, surging up, and finally forming a magnificent red blood wall.

Immediately afterwards, four black shadows suddenly flew out from nowhere, all of them were black robes of dark fire.

If it weren't for the flame totems embroidered on their robes, it would be really difficult to tell the difference between their figures under the night and the night.

These four people appeared in the four directions of east, west, north, south, and seemed to be protecting the spell for the person who cast the spell in mid-air, trapping the real Tianji in this strange barrier.

As if this bloody wall represented some kind of signal, the Martial Soul Guard who was originally in charge of order in the arena immediately took action.

These Martial Soul Guards were originally disciples of the Fusheng Pavilion, all kinds of weapons killed their lives, and under the leadership of Li Qiushui and Dao Yunmeng, they swept away the disciples of the four sects.

Another group of Floating Life Pavilion disciples were led by other elders, Meng. They had already mixed in the crowd, and at this moment they made a sudden attack, causing the Shenzhou Wulin Sanxiu to die one after another.

Blood splattered throughout the audience, and the sound of killing suddenly broke out.

The rooms of the royal envoys were not spared either. The Four Sages of Jibei guarded the windows, and Jiang Sheng guarded the door, trying their best to resist the charge of the Fusheng Pavilion disciples.

Si Yu is good at riding and shooting, holding a fine steel crossbow without firing, which can relieve the pressure on Jiang Sheng and others to some extent.

Si Hengxuan's hand is like a chicken, but he is not as good as her, so he can only hide behind Si Yu.

Yelu Hanmo, the prince of Beidi, rushed to the door several times to help, but the guards around him firmly guarded him in the corner.

Such idiots as Prince Zing from Penglai have lost all regard for their dignity, and even hid under the table, revealing a large buttocks, as if they were ignoring their heads.

At this time, Jiu Sheng Lu Er didn't notice for a while, and a hidden weapon was hit in his chest, and he fell to the ground injured and fell to the ground with a loud cry of "Oops".

It didn't matter what he said, the window guarded by him immediately flashed in several Fushengge disciples, and charged at Siyu and the others like wolves.

"Escort" Jiang Sheng yelled, but he couldn't get away, and the rest of Bobai and the others were also in a state of desperation.

When I was in a hurry, a man in green clothes and a girl jumped in.

Jiang Sheng's gaze was fixed, and he said happily, "Brother Li, you came just in time, protect Your Highness!"

Yuan Feili didn't expect to meet people like Xiyue Diji, it's really a world where we don't meet each other.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three muffled sounds, and then the three martial soul guards were beaten out by Yuan Feili.

Siyu was standing there looking at him with a smile, but when she saw Huangfu Feiling who was not far away from him, her face suddenly darkened.

"I thought it was a little lover who was talking about love, but it turned out to be the young hero Yuan Feili. You have had enough flirtatiousness, and finally you are willing to come out?"

Yuan Feili guarded the gap, shook the two of them away with one palm, and said with a wry smile: "When is this, Your Highness, don't make fun of me!"

At this time, Si Hengxuan stepped out and said, "This must be the Young Hero Yuanfei. My Highness often hears the Queen mentioning you..."

Halfway through the conversation, seeing Huangfu Feiling's unfriendly expression, he turned the conversation away and said, "Since the young man has a magic weapon in his hands, can he fight a bloody path and lead us out of this place?"

Si Yu was still angry, and said coldly: "His shocking evil sword, I'm afraid it's already rusted!"

"I'm afraid that using the sword here will hurt you!" Yuan Feili explained.

Si Yu continued to sneer, and sarcastically said, "You are afraid of hurting your little lover!"

Without waiting for Yuan Feili to defend, Huangfu Feiling said: "Yes, he is afraid of hurting me, and he will feel bad if he hurts me!"

Si Yu shot the last arrow in the machine crossbow, and pulled Si Hengxuan to her side: "Forget it, don't beg him, the Scary Evil Sword Sect will definitely send someone over to respond!"

Yuan Feili saw Her Royal Highness Di Ji's sarcasm, but didn't know where he offended her, so she concentrated on killing the enemy and stopped talking.

Outside the Wuhun Gate, the shouts of killing became louder and louder, and desperate cries were heard from time to time.

The martial arts roamer who escaped just now was pushed back again. I don't know how many Fusheng Pavilion disciples are still in ambush outside. At this moment, the huge technical school field seems to be shrouded in blood, like hell.

Facing this shocking conspiracy that had been planned for a long time and finally launched brazenly at this moment, Bao Ye Liuyun seemed particularly calm despite being furious.

At this moment, the elite disciples of the eleventh generation of the Shocking Evil Sword Sect gathered. Except for the twelve imperial guards who were killed in a surprise attack, most of the imperial guards were safe, and dozens of Fusheng Pavilion disciples were seriously injured.

Qin Hanyue glanced at the field, and saw that the other factions were fighting on their own, the situation was extremely chaotic, and the master Tianji was also trapped in the scarlet barrier, and the situation was unknown.

"Old Five, now that the head is trapped, what should we do!"

While staring, Bao Ye Liuyun locked onto Shangguan Mufeng who was fighting ruthlessly with Huo, and a blue light appeared in his right hand, holding the Xiaoyao Sword in his hand.

"Capture the thief first and capture the king first, take all your disciples to support Yaochi!"

"Okay, be careful yourself!"

Under the leadership of Qin Hanyue, all the disciples immediately rushed to the Yaochi Palace camp. Weapons and hidden weapons flew around in the field, and it was unknown how many people died at any moment.

Ouye Liuyun held Xiaoyao Sword and came out in an instant: "Shangguan Mufeng, give back my apprentice's life!"

Although killing this person may not be able to shake the many imperial guards in Fusheng Pavilion, but if this person survives for a day, Ye Liuyun's heart will not be relieved.

I just don't know, what kind of grievances are there in this?
Relying on its own cultivation, Banruo Temple wandered around the field of the technical school to help the comrades who were alone, and was also extremely lenient to the disciples of the Fusheng Pavilion. If they could be disabled, they tried not to hurt their lives.

The Qijue Hall was condescending and guarded a corner of the viewing platform, so it was safe and sound.

It seemed that Fusheng Pavilion also noticed that most of the Yaochi girls were like vases, so they focused their weapons on these women.

The two appearances and four elephants sword formations of the shocking imperial guards are neat and orderly, such as Jing Shisan and other high-level disciples are bravely in the lead, helping each other in the same sect, advancing and retreating together, and are merciless in fighting the enemy, so there is no Too many casualties.

Under the leadership of Qin Hanyue, they approached Yaochi Palace, and saw that among the disciples of Yaochi, only a few disciples such as Zichen Feixuan and Chu Bi had experience in traveling the rivers and lakes. Those who are dizzy at the sight of blood.

After several rounds of fighting, nearly half of the Yaochi disciples were killed or injured, which made the Jingxie imperial guards extremely sad.

(End of this chapter)