Ding Xiaoyi's body flew up like a kite with its string cut off.
He has used the forbidden technique twice in succession, and his body has also suffered considerable backlash.
The sound of bones breaking reached his ears,
He felt like a lightning strike on his back, and the violent energy poured into him.
Several bones in his back were shattered,
And the violent energy shook his internal organs once again like a torrent.
Ding Xiaoyi's body hit the ground hard,
Then another figure rushed towards the direction where Ding Xiaoyi fell, it was another powerful Shenwu soldier.
now,
Ding Xiaoyi's body was already filled with tearing pain.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground powerlessly,
The strength of the three powerful Shenwu soldiers has reached the realm of ninth-grade grand masters, and he has tried his best.
The powerful Shenwu soldier lifted Ding Xiaoyi's body up.
But instead of killing him, he threw Ding Xiaoyi in front of Xu Kun.
"Do you have any last words?"
Xu Kun looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and then asked in a deep voice.
"Haha, if you want to kill, just kill. Why bother talking so much nonsense."
The bloodshot eyes at the corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth turned into streaks of blood, slowly flowing down.
"In this way, I will fulfill your wish."
Xu Kun sighed, and then waved to the powerful Shenwu soldier.
The divine weapon's big palm-like hands grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's throat and lifted him up.
But Ding Xiaoyi was completely exhausted, and he didn't struggle at all.
The strength of the hands of the powerful warrior began to increase,
Big hands like iron clamps pinched Ding Xiaoyi's throat.
Ding Xiaoyi's throat began to be tightly grasped by the big hand,
As the strength of the big hand increased, he began to feel suffocated.
then,
An endless wave of sleepiness came over him, and Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness almost collapsed.
His limbs drooped like paralysis, and he was unable to resist.
"boom",
At this moment,
A black shadow shot out from a distance, and the black shadow arrived instantly with its majestic aura.
The black shadow glanced coldly at everyone present,
He waved his big hand and grabbed the powerful Shenwu soldier who was holding Ding Xiaoyi in the air.
The body of the powerful warrior could not help but stagnate.
The big hand that was holding Ding Xiaoyi's throat loosened inexplicably, but the mysterious man waved his big hand again.
"Bang" sound,
The body of the powerful warrior was lifted off by the powerful force of the mysterious man, flying like a kite with its string cut off.
The mysterious man didn't even look at the powerful warriors.
He grasped the void with his big hand,
Ding Xiaoyi's body slowly flew towards the mysterious man, and finally landed in front of the mysterious man.
"You finally showed up. I thought you didn't dare to come."
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Xu Kun looked at the mysterious man coldly, and the corner of his mouth raised, revealing a smile of successful conspiracy.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a strong flow of true energy pouring into his body.
His sluggish body began to show signs of awakening.
It's just that he feels that he is too tired and he really wants to sleep for a while.
He felt that it was a good choice for him to sleep forever like this.
And the rich true energy poured into his body continuously,
His consciousness began to become clearer and clearer, and the tearing pain throughout his body became clearer and clearer.
Ding Xiaoyi had to open his eyes and found that his body was being lifted by another person.
Yes, he was being carried, and the man carrying him was neither tall nor burly.
Ding Xiaoyi could feel that the person behind him did not have any hostility toward him.
He wanted to turn his head and look at the face of the person behind him, but waves of severe pain surged through his body.
"Okay, stop pretending to be dead",
The man behind him snorted coldly.
Then he threw him directly on the grass beside him.
Ding Xiaoyi's body was thrown on the grass like a dead dog,
Lying on the grass, I could see the man's face clearly.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a sheepskin fur coat.
The rough skin was reddish-brown, and the eagle-eyed wolf looked at him. He was indeed not very tall.
Although that man is not tall and tall,
But there was a domineering and domineering air that looked down on the world, and Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh.
This middle-aged man looks extremely ordinary, and can be said to be a little ugly.
But such an ugly middle-aged man gave birth to a princess with an exquisite face.
"Your Majesty Tian Khan, you are finally here."
Ding Xiaoyi said with difficulty to the middle-aged man wearing sheepskin fur, and he naturally guessed the other person's identity.
"You are a good boy. Although I hate Dayong people very much, you are the first Dayong person that I admire."
The middle-aged man said to Ding Xiaoyi approvingly.
"No, His Majesty the Khan appreciates the little one. Is there any way for the little one to survive?"
Ding Xiaoyi joked to the middle-aged man in sheepskin fur while adjusting his breathing.
"Great Grace cannot accommodate you. Our tribe in the Northern Demonic Country can take you in. Do you want to consider it?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were bright and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he looked sad.
He has offended Feng Boting, and he also knows the consequences of offending Feng Boting, which means that he has no place in the Dayong Dynasty.
The tribe of the Northern Demonic Kingdom was a good choice, but he still thought it was better to forget it.
The world is so big, how can there be no place for oneself?
"You should take good care of your injuries and leave everything to me."
Tian Khan ordered Ding Xiaoyi, and then he set his sights on Xu Kun.
"I have met His Majesty Tian Khan",
As soon as the mage on the side saw the appearance of Tian Khan, his forehead
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A thin layer of sweat broke out on his face, and he knelt down and worshiped the middle-aged man.
"You are a mage from the Xuanshui Tribe. You are very good, very good. You actually colluded with Fengbo Pavilion of the Dayong Dynasty to harm the princess. I will settle this debt with you."
The Heavenly Khan of the Northern Demon Kingdom just looked at the mage who was kneeling on the ground coldly, and then said casually.
But the mage knelt on the ground for a long time and could not get up.
His body was shivering, and an icy chill ran down his back.
But Xu Kun's eyes showed excitement,
This is the Heavenly Khan of the Northern Demonic Kingdom, and his noble status is the same as that of Emperor Yong.
And he didn't expect that Tian Khan from the Northern Demon Kingdom tribe would actually come to save the Demon Kingdom Princess in person.
Why shouldn't he be extremely excited after catching such a big fish?
Although he knew that Tian Khan of the Northern Demon Kingdom tribe would appear in person,
But he still felt as if he was in a dream. If the Tian Khan of the Northern Demonic Kingdom was captured, then...
He couldn't believe it,
He didn't dare to think about what kind of gains it would bring to him.
He looked with ardent eyes at the Tian Khan of the Northern Demon Kingdom tribe.
The other Feng Bo Pavilion envoys looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
There was also a touch of excitement in their hearts.
The excitement is mixed with a bit of complexity,
Facing this Northern Demonic Kingdom's Heavenly Khan, who looked down upon the world and looked down upon the world, they naturally still had some fear in their bones.
"The emperor is here, you can let him go",
Tian Khan said calmly to Xu Kun, with an irresistible domineering tone in his demeanor.
"Your Majesty Tian Khan, what are you in a hurry? Since you are here, why don't you put on a good show? When the show is over, we will naturally release him."
Xu Kun said calmly.
"Okay, if there is any good show, please do it as soon as possible. I am in a hurry."
That day Khan waved his hand calmly and said calmly to Xu Kun.
"Everyone, you can come out now",
Xu Kun shouted loudly. Then several figures slowly walked out from the darkness, eight figures in total.
Four of them are high priests from the Northern Demonic Kingdom wearing robes and holding staffs.
There are also four purple envoys from Fengbo Pavilion wearing purple robes.
The eight masters looked at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man in sheepskin fur with eager eyes.
They had unkind expressions on their faces.
But Xu Kun had a joking smile on his face, and the show seemed to be about to begin.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw such a huge formation, he felt a dryness in his throat.
The four high priests and the four purple-clad envoys are all high-level true masters who have surpassed the ninth level.
"Your Majesty, Tian Khan, I don't know if what I have prepared is still worthy of His Majesty's discernment."
A proud smile appeared on Xu Kun's face, and he asked Tian Khan.
"Not bad, very good."
The sky is still light and cloudy,
Ding Xiaoyi looked towards the ruined temple. He knew that he would not be able to intervene in a battle of this level.