Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

King Zhao never imagined that because of his actions today, the thousands of guards led by the great elder could enter the royal city unimpeded.

At this time, night had begun to fall, and the red lanterns above the city gate were fluttering in the wind.

The battle is still going on, and no one dares to relax their vigilance.

Beiming was entangled by dozens of masters at the peak of the Holy Spirit, and could not escape for a while. Jiyue, Mu Qing, and Zhao Bin were also seriously injured.

Their strength is comparable to that of the disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Valley, but they cannot bear the large number of them, and the strength of the West City guards cannot compete with these people, and they will die in vain.

For a moment, Xicheng was slowly at a disadvantage.

Bei Ming had wounds of varying depths on his body. He pursed his lips tightly, but still waved the long sword in his hand.

Seeing more and more wounds on the bodies of several people, the elders guarding the city above the city gate became more and more frightened.

When he looked up at the dark area in the distance, his expression suddenly changed.

He shouted angrily: "Boys, come back quickly!"

When King Zhao, who was hiding in a secret place, heard the sound of thousands of horses galloping from the distance, a sneer appeared on his lips.

Lu Yuan and Mr. Hong also had several wounds on their bodies.

"The Blood-Drinking Sword has indeed fallen into the Nameless Continent!"

When the long sword and the blood-drinking sword in Mr. Hong's hands were facing each other, Mr. Hong couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

Lu Yuan snorted coldly, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand quickly wrapped around the hilt of the sword in Old Hong's hand like a snake.

Mr. Hong looked at him coldly, and with a strong wave of his hand, he pulled out the long sword from the blood-drinking sword.

At this time, within the space, the spiritual energy in Gu Panxia's body was finally fully restored.

When she appeared again, she saw the scene in front of her.

She narrowed her eyes and saw that Zhao Bin was about to be hit by a disciple from Ten Thousand Poison Valley. She flashed her figure and when she reached Zhao Bin, she had already quickly struck out with her palm and knocked the man away.

"girl!"

Zhao Bin turned around and saw Gu Panxia, ​​and he was immediately overjoyed.

Gu Panxia nodded towards him, and before he had time to speak to him, he quickly eliminated the disciples from the Ten Thousand Poison Valley around him.

She threw the small porcelain bottle in her hand to Zhao Bin and ordered: "Sprinkle it on the wound."

After giving her instructions, she turned around and headed in the direction of Beiming and Jiyue.

Bei Ming was surrounded by thirty people at the same time, and his spiritual power was gradually exhausted. Ji Yue, who came to help, was also surrounded by the crowd.

Both of them were so focused on dealing with these people that they didn't even notice Gu Panxia suddenly appeared.

When Gu Panxia suddenly appeared beside them, the two of them couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

Gu Panxia waved Xu Fengjian in her hand, and countless blades flew forward, but in an instant, several Wandu Valley disciples in that direction were cut in half.

The remaining people were frightened by her spicy move. No one dared to step forward. Instead, they turned around and prepared to retreat.

How could Gu Panxia give them a chance to escape? She flew up and stood high in the sky, waving the Xu Feng Sword rapidly in her hand. After a while, she saw the strong wind blowing and blood splattering.

King Zhao and others who were hiding in a secret place were stunned.

Gu Panxia did not stop at Beiming and Jiyue, but flew in the direction of Lu Yuan and Mr. Hong.

Over there, Mr. Hong and Lu Yuan were still fighting, completely unaware of Gu Panxia's approach.

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing that the Xu Fengjian in Gu Panxia's hand was about to pierce Mr. Hong's back, King Zhao immediately reminded him.