After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Xiao Yu looked at Sima Changfeng who was gradually approaching, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Qing, give me the sword."

Yan Qing pulled out a sword from his waist and handed it to Xiao Yu.

He drew out another sword, took a half step forward, and was ready to attack at any time.

Xiao Yu held the dummy in his arms with one hand and held the sword in the other. The silver-white sword body was shining with a cold light.

"on!"

Sima Changfeng gave an order and all the men in black ran over with swords in hand and quickly surrounded Xiao Yu and the others.

"You killed so many of my brothers, Xiao Yu! Die!" Sima Changfeng's voice was cold and low, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The sharp sword blade stabbed towards Xiao Yu.

Yan Qing and Yun Ting wanted to stand in front of Xiao Yu, but the people behind and beside them attacked them at the same time.

They were so focused on blocking the attacks from others that they had no time to care about Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu hadn't held a sword for seven years and was still not used to it. He took Sima Changfeng's fierce attack with all his strength and his palms felt numb.

Sima Changfeng was surprised, "You actually used internal force!"

"Are you scared?" Xiao Yu looked at him, his lips slightly raised, with three parts of provocation and seven parts of sarcasm.

"court death!"

Sima Changfeng said this in a cold voice, then he raised his sword and slashed at Xiao Yu, launching another fierce attack.

Sharp sword moves came towards him, each one was deadly.

Xiao Yu tried his best to resist Sima Changfeng's attack. Xiao Yu was amazed in his heart that Sima Changfeng's kung fu was so good!

Even if it was me seven years ago, I might not be able to beat him.

The weapons clashed with each other, making clanging sounds.

Xiao Yu's right hand gradually became numb.

Noticing Xiao Yu's abnormality, Sima Changfeng swung his sword towards Xiao Yu, his eyes fierce and full of murderous intent.

Xiao Yu raised his sword and tried to block it.

After a loud "clang" sound, Xiao Yu frowned slightly.

A sticky liquid dripped down the hilt of the sword.

"Hmph! Nothing more than that!" Sima Changfeng sneered disdainfully.

"That's all?" Xiao Yu sneered back.

Sima Changfeng's eyes turned cold and he increased his strength, attacking Xiao Yu again.

"Your Highness!" Yan Qing was startled when he saw the blood on Xiao Yu's hand. He wanted to go over to help, but the moment he was distracted, a sword pierced his waist and abdomen.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Yan Qing's waist and abdomen, Yun Ting used force to shake off the men in black in front of him and kicked a stone on the ground. The stone hit the wrist of the man in black, and the sword slipped from his hand. Yun Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be distracted, do you want to die?" Yun Ting yelled at Yan Qing.

Before he could say anything, the sharp sword blade came towards him again and Yun Ting raised his sword to block it.

Yan Qing noticed the danger just now and retracted his gaze, concentrating on resisting the

While Yun Ting was swinging his sword to block, he was keeping an eye on Xiao Yu's situation.

Xiao Yu hasn't held a sword for many years, and Yun Ting is not sure how much of his strength he can display now.

But they were too busy to get away.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of He Zhang beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Although He Zhang suffered some injuries, most of them were superficial ones and were not serious.

Yun Ting approached He Zhang and said urgently, "General He, I'll be watching from behind you, go and lend a hand to the prince!"

He Zhang glanced at Xiao Yu from the corner of his eye. The fierce fight made him gasp.

When He Zhang saw the blood on Xiao Yu's hands, he understood what Yun Ting meant.

"Got it!" He Zhang pushed the person in front of him away, turned around and came to Xiao Yu's side, and began to attack Sima Changfeng's lower body.

"You're looking for help!"

"Don't you have helpers too?"

Xiao Yu is not the kind of person who would act on impulse. He Zhang's joining has indeed reduced the pressure on him.

Perhaps because of the injury on his palm, Xiao Yu's speed in blocking the sword became slower and slower, and Sima Changfeng's sword was getting closer and closer to Xiao Yu.

"General He, it looks like you're going to die here with us!" Xiao Yu said, with a hint of powerlessness in his voice.

Hearing this, He Zhang thought that Xiao Yu was saying that he was holding him back, so he swung his sword harder and his moves faster.

Sima Changfeng's sword created some distance between him and Xiao Yu.

With a "clang" sound, the sword in Xiao Yu's hand was bounced away by Sima Changfeng's powerful blow and stuck straight into the ground.

With his hands free, He Zhang was also kicked away.

Yan Qing and Yun Ting were surrounded by a group of people and could not free their hands. They could only watch Sima Changfeng's sword pierce Xiao Yu's heart.

"Your Majesty!"

"My Lord, run!"

Yan Qing and Yun Ting shouted.

However, everything was a foregone conclusion. Xiao Yu gave up resisting, stood there calmly holding the person in his arms, and closed his eyes.

"clang"

Sima Changfeng's sword fell to the ground and he took a step back suddenly.

"withdraw!"

Hearing Xiao Yu's order, Yan Qing and Yun Ting shook off the men in black beside them, and followed Xiao Yu to jump behind Sima Changfeng. He Zhang also hurriedly followed.

Sima Changfeng stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

It was just a hair's breadth away. If the sword hadn't been thrown quickly, his right hand would not be his anymore.

He finally understood why none of the spies he sent out over the years had returned.

His mind was still constantly recalling the thrilling scene just now.

Just when the tip of his sword was about to pierce Xiao Yu's chest, a soft sword wrapped around his sword like a flexible snake.

The tip of the soft sword was like the fang of a poisonous snake, piercing his wrist.

He believed that if he was a moment later, his right hand would be severed at the wrist.

I really underestimated him!

"Chase!"

Sima Changfeng snorted, veins bulging on his forehead and a surge of anger spreading from the bottom of his heart.

The man standing aside waiting for orders, holding his sword, began to chase after Xiao Yu and his group not far ahead.

"My Lord, you just scared me to death!"

"Oooooh, my heart almost stopped just now!"

"My Lord, I'm glad you're okay. Does your hand still hurt? Let Uncle Lu take a look at it when we get back."

"Slow down, my legs are so weak from fear that I can't run!"

Yan Qing ran and muttered to ease the fear in his heart.

"Idiot, how can you have the energy to run if you keep talking!" Yun Ting rolled his eyes at Yan Qing.

"In the situation just now, there is really no better way. We can only take a gamble." Xiao Yu explained calmly.

"If he knows about the soft sword, it will be more difficult to kill him in the future!" Compared to Yan Qing's panic, Yun Ting was much calmer.

Yan Qing retorted, "That's not necessarily true! Let Uncle Lu get some more medicine, and together with the prince, we can attack together. Who will be afraid of him?"

Xiao Yu's eyes darkened and he said nothing.

I looked at the man in black behind me and saw that he was almost catching up.

They quickened their pace again.

Despite using all his strength, Sima Changfeng still caught up with Xiao Yu and the others at the edge of a protruding cliff.

"I won't give you a second chance to use the same trick on me!" Sima Changfeng approached with his sword raised, the blade in his hand gleaming with cold light.

"Surrender! You can still keep your body intact." He said coldly.

"Who told you to keep your body intact? I'm afraid you're a grandson!" Yan Qing glared with round eyes and retorted angrily.

Having said that, Yan Qing couldn't help but shudder when he turned his head and saw the abyss behind him.

When He Zhang saw the cliff behind him, his legs went weak and he almost fell down. Xiao Yu, who was beside him, wrapped a soft sword around his belt, allowing him to barely stand.

"Prince...Prince, there is no way out!" He Zhang's teeth clenched.

Xiao Yu curled his lips and said coldly: "You are scared!"

He Zhang gritted his teeth, drew his sword, stared at Sima Changfeng fiercely and said, "If any of you are lucky enough not to die, go back and tell my father that I will be his filial son in the next life. Tell my son that his father is not a coward."

"Tell my wife again that she cannot remarry, or I will die with regret." His tone softened again, "Forget it, let her stay with me for three years before remarrying! I can't bear to see her become a widow."

"Surrender and accept death, don't make any futile struggles!" Sima Changfeng approached step by step with a sword in his hand.

They had nowhere to retreat, and the stones under their feet fell down the cliff.

The biting cold wind tugged at Xiao Yu's sleeves, as if it was going to drag him into the abyss.

"I will never die at the hands of someone like you."

"We swear to follow the prince till death!"

Yan Qing and Yun Ting answered in unison, without a trace of fear in their eyes.

"The King will go first!"

Xiao Yu looked at Sima Changfeng, curled his lips into a smile, then closed his eyes and fell down the cliff holding the person in his arms.

Yan Qing and Yun Ting followed Xiao Yu and jumped without any hesitation.

Sima Changfeng ran to the edge of the cliff and looked down. It was all white and he could not see anything.

Considered a man!

He Zhang, who was trembling at the side, was looking at him warily!

Sima Changfeng said nothing, his eyes fixed on He Zhang.

He Zhang took a quick look and realized that he had no way to escape.

He raised his eyes and met Sima Changfeng's gaze. Sima Changfeng looked at him with contempt without any movement, as if waiting for him to beg for mercy and surrender.

So does everyone else.

Their gazes made He Zhang feel like a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

At this moment he felt like a naked person, being whipped and humiliated by their gazes.

He Zhang couldn't stand it anymore.

Although death was terrifying, he knew that if he simply asked for mercy, he would not be able to go back and face his son.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm not a coward!"

After shouting, he jumped off the cliff behind him.

Sima Changfeng looked at the people who disappeared, put away his sword and ordered: "Retreat! Go back and report!"