Before Yun Pochuan could make any extra moves, he was pinned to the ground by the spear fired from him.
Blood surged from his mouth and nose, he held the spear pierced into his body with both hands, and let out a shrill scream.
Yun Pochuan struggled to pull out the spear that was pierced into his body, but just as he screamed and pulled out the spear a little, Long Xiang appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Long Xiang grabbed the handle of the gun and slowly pressed the spear down.
Yunpochuan's wail suddenly became more tragic.
However, his wailing did not last long and ended abruptly.
Because Long Xiang had already stepped on his neck with a big foot, breaking his cervical vertebrae.
Not far away, Yun Poyue's eyes were about to burst, but under Chu Tianshu's fierce offensive, he was surrounded by dangers and couldn't take care of himself.
Chu Tianshu's fists and feet landed on Yun Poyue, and every blow sounded like gold and iron.
Although Yun Poyue used his secret technique and his body's defense and attack power jumped by more than one level, it was still not enough under the overwhelming strength of Chu Tianshu Lanyan's fifth grade.
Bang bang bang!
Chu Tianshu punched Yun Poyue three times in succession.
Yun Poyue was beaten and retreated repeatedly. Although he still stood firm and did not fall down, blood was already pouring out of his mouth and nose.
He stabilized his body, roared angrily, and rushed towards Chu Tianshu again.
Chu Tianshu sneered, swung the black long knife with his right hand, and struck at Yun Poyue's neck.
Yun Poyue did not dodge or dodge, but he actually took the knife from Chu Tianshu with his neck.
The long black knife struck Yun Poyue's neck, making the same sound of gold and iron.
Yun Poyue took advantage of the situation and took another step forward, and unexpectedly hugged Chu Tianshu around the waist with both hands.
"Oh shit."
This was the first time that Chu Tianshu was held by a man like this. He cursed and hit Yun Poyue on the temple with the handle of his right hand.
puff!
Yun Poyue spat out a mouthful of blood again, roared angrily, and wrapped his arms around Chu Tianshu hard, as if he wanted to strangle Chu Tianshu to death in this way.
The sounds of "crack, click, click" bones were heard, including those of Yun Poyue and Chu Tianshu.
Although Chu Tianshu had just seriously injured Yun Poyue, the lethality that Yun Poyue unleashed in an instant was still extremely shocking.
The blue flames between Chu Tianshu's brows flickered brightly, and he struggled to free himself.
With a "stab" sound, one of Yun Poyue's arms was torn directly from his shoulder.
As the blood spurted out, it looked shocking.
Chu Tianshu's eyes flashed and he waved the black long knife in his hand again.
A sword-like light flashed past, and a line of blood appeared on Yun Poyue's neck.
Immediately afterwards, the blood line expanded and blood surged wildly, and Yun Poyue fell backwards.
Chu Tianshu swung the long knife and looked solemnly.
Originally, he was planning to chop off Yun Poyue's head with one knife, but he never expected that with all his strength, he would only leave a wound on Yun Poyue's neck. Such abnormal physical strength.
At this time, Murong Wudi and others were also fighting with the warriors.
Except for Beiyou who hid with Kang Yaru who had no cultivation, everyone else joined the battle group.
Although there were not many people on Chu Tianshu's side, they were all experts. The warriors in Yunmeng City rushed to the challenge and failed to form a battle formation to take advantage of their advantages, so they fell into a disadvantage almost immediately after the encounter.
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Seeing Yun Pochuan and Yun Poyue dying in battle one after another, the warriors began to give up the attack and fled away.
Even some of the ten heroes of the Yun clan were taking advantage of the chaos to flee.
Ren Changfeng sneered disdainfully: "Why are the ten heroes of the Yun clan, with such a bluffing reputation, actually stretching their crotch so much during a fight?
You actually ran away from the battle?"
Chu Tianshu's lips curled up, his smile also full of disdain.
The warriors fled to the pass of the mountain, but suddenly they all stopped.
The people at the front stepped back one after another, colliding with those who stopped behind, as if they had seen something terrible.
Then, Chu Tianshu saw broken limbs and broken arms flying around at the entrance of the mountain col, as if someone had come in to kill him.
"The city lord is here...the city lord is here..."
Following the panicked shouts, the warriors from Yunmeng City turned around and charged towards Chu Tianshu and others.
Soon, Yun Ziyang, the lord of Yunmeng City, dressed in black armor, dragging a long sword in his hand, and full of murderous intent, appeared in the mountain col.
His whole body seemed to be filled with black energy, and step by step, he was approaching the location where Chu Tianshu and others were.
Yun Ziyang is not alone.
Behind him, there was a thick black group of warriors, and they could not be seen to the end.
Murong Wudi slapped the enemy in front of him away with one palm.
Seeing Yun Ziyang approaching step by step, his eyes instantly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiaodi, Tianshu, you guys leave quickly."
Seeing the murderous Yun Ziyang and the army behind him, the moods of Chu Tianshu and others also became heavy.
Of the ten heroes of the Yun clan, only four are left at this time.
Originally, they had just given up the attack and were preparing to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but now that Yun Ziyang was coming in person, they naturally did not dare. They waved their weapons again and charged towards Chu Tianshu and the others with howls.
Murong Di said in a deep voice: "I won't leave, I want to fight side by side with my father."
After saying that, she looked at Chu Tianshu: "Tian'er, take them away first."
Chu Tianshu frowned, came to Murong Di's side, raised the knife in both hands, and declared his decision with actions.
Murong Po and others also gathered around, and no one chose to leave.
Chu Tianshu glanced at Ren Changfeng and Long Xiang and said, "Mom, take them away. I'll stay to help grandpa."
He knew that it was impossible for Murong Wudi to leave first.
Besides, if Murong Wudi leaves, none of these people in the field can stop Yun Ziyang.
Murong Di shouted coldly: "Don't say anything, you leave immediately. This is mother's order."
Murong Wudi said in a deep voice: "Xiaodi, they won't leave until you leave... Take them away quickly, this is also my order..."
At this time, Yun Ziyang was already about ten meters in front of them, and he could reach them in almost one leap.
Murong Wudi said again: "Xiaodi, the possibility of me escaping unharmed by myself is still very high. It is the most correct choice for you to take them away. Do you understand?"
Murong Di gritted his teeth, and finally turned around first, and at the same time commanded in a deep voice: "Everyone, follow me."
She knew very well that Murong Wudi was right. If they stayed, they would most likely become a burden to Murong Wudi.
Chu Tianshu gritted his teeth and did not move his feet: "Grandpa, I can help."
"Walk!"
Murong Wudi gave a deep shout and took the lead to greet the approaching Yun Ziyang.
Murong Di shouted: "Tian'er, let's go first, don't let your grandpa be distracted."