His actions were faster than his brain. Before he could finish his shout, Feng Yu moved his feet and stood in front of Feng Qingzhuang without hesitation.
The subtle sound of sharp arrows piercing flesh was covered in the "ping-ping-ping-pong-pong" sound of weapons clashing.
Hearing the shout, Feng Qingzhuang turned around and happened to see the sharp arrow shooting into Feng Yu's chest. The bright red blood was like a dazzling mandala in full bloom, dyeing her clothes red.
"How are you? Can you still hold on?" Feng Qingzhuang asked with concern in her eyes. After all, he was injured because he was trying to block her sword.
"I didn't..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yu felt his eyes go dark, his body swayed, and he had lost consciousness. The coquettish bloody mandala on his chest had turned into a strange ink color.
"Feng Yu" Feng Qingzhuang shouted anxiously. She threw the long sword into her hand and stretched out her hands to hold Feng Yu who was falling backwards.
At the same time, a sneak attack by a masked man in black was slashing at the two of them with a sword. Feng Qingzhuang's cold and frosty eyes flashed with a strong murderous intention, and a violent aura emerged around her body, and she gave a sharp shout.
"court death"
Lifting his legs, he stepped down towards the masked man in black and kicked him with 100% of his strength.
There was an extremely clear and subtle sound, as if something had broken...exploded...
The face of the masked man in black who made the sneak attack was twisted, he was covering something, and he was curled up on the ground in extreme pain.
After getting rid of the masked man in black, Feng Qingzhuang, who was holding the unconscious Feng Yu, looked at the top of the mountain with sharp and cold eyes, only to see a black figure jumping a few times and escaping into the distance.
Yin Zheng and Qian Man Guan also saw the situation here. The weapons in their hands were swung like lightning, forcing the black-clothed and masked man in front of him to fight back, and they fought their way to Feng Qingzhuang's side.
Similarly, seeing his master injured, Xuan Yiwei showed kindness and bravely fought his way to Feng Qingzhuang's side to protect the two of them.
"Master, has Prince Feng been poisoned?" Yin Zheng asked, looking at the black blood flowing out of Feng Yu's chest.
Feng Qingzhuang nodded.
"Sister Feng, you are too cruel. You kicked someone's lifeblood away with one kick. That kick of yours can be called an invincible kick." Qian Manguan looked at the black-clothed man lying on the ground twitching in pain.
A faceless person, joking with a relaxed tone, without any sense of being surrounded by enemies.
"Would you like to try my invincible legs? I don't mind doing it all over again on you." Feng Qingzhuang's cold eyes revealed a hint of coldness, she glanced at Qian Manguan's lower abdomen and said pitifully.
"There is no need to pass on the nine generations of our Qian family, but I am the only one, and you still expect me to find a wife to go back and carry on the family line and continue the incense." Qian Manguan took two steps back and waved his hands in refusal.
"careful"
When Qian Manguan retreated, a masked man in black from behind stabbed him with a sword. Yin Zheng screamed and pulled Qian Manguan away. The soft sword still dripping with blood in his hand shook, with a fierce murderous intent.
The man in black's neck suddenly opened a slender gash, and bright red blood gurgled out.
"Miss Yin Zheng, thank you for saving my life." Qian Manguan patted his chest in shock and thanked her repeatedly.
Yin Zheng nodded coldly.
At this time, Feng Qingzhuang felt that the temperature of Feng Yu's body dropped sharply, and her dark eyes were like a thousand-year cold pool. She glanced at the surrounding situation and gave the order calmly.
"Xuan Yiwei, listen, now that the prince's life is at stake, he must be rescued immediately. The defense around the carriage is left to you. You must not let anyone get on the carriage."
Then, Feng Qingzhuang's eyes flickered, she looked at Yin Zheng, and said coldly: "Yin Zheng, you and Xuanyi Guards defend together."
"Don't worry, Master, I will never let anyone get on the carriage," Yin Zheng promised.
Feng Qingzhuang nodded with satisfaction and jumped onto the carriage with Feng Yu in her arms.
"Hey, Sister Feng, you seem to have forgotten me, why didn't you assign me a task?" Qian Manguan stood beside the carriage and shouted dissatisfied.
"You are a doctor. It is your bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people. Do you still need my instructions?" Feng Qingzhuang didn't even bother to raise her head and said while treating the injury on Feng Yu's chest.
"I understand." Qian Manguan responded, jumped on the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage and got into the carriage.
After about half an hour of killing, there were still one-third of the more than 200 Xuanyi guards, about 70 or 80 people. They all looked cold and solemn as they fought, forming a protective circle to protect the carriage and the people on it.
Yin Zheng is also among them
After a round of killing by the masked men in black, hundreds of people were dead, but there were still about seven or eight hundred people left. They held long swords in their hands, and the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and they approached the carriage step by step.
Only a shout was heard
"kill!"
The two parties, with fewer troops and more enemies, met again, and a bloody battle began.
In Qingfeng Valley, the sound of "ping-ping-ping-ping" weapons is heard incessantly, a strong smell of blood floats in the air, and broken limbs can be seen everywhere.
In the carriage, Feng Qingzhuang took out a short dagger from Mo Yin Yunfeng and cut open the robe on Feng Yu's chest.
"Lotus Scorpion Poison"
When he saw that the skin on Feng Yu's chest was darkened, and the dark skin showed a strange texture, it was like an ink lotus blooming, spreading around the wound. Qian Manguan tugged the corner of his mouth and exclaimed.
speak out
When Feng Qingzhuang saw the familiar texture that had appeared on Wu Jingyu's shoulder, a trace of anger flashed through her dark eyes, and extreme anger appeared all over her body. She knew in her heart who the person who fired the hidden arrow at the top of the mountain just now was.
?
"It's just the poison of the lotus scorpion. Let's pull out the poisonous arrow from Feng Yu's chest first."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang clicked a few times around Feng Yu's wounds, sealed several large holes, cut off the tail of the feather arrow with the dagger in her hand, and asked Qian Manguan to press the wound and pull it out hard, a black stream with a
A stream of smelly poisonous blood spurted out
After pulling out the arrow, Feng Qingzhuang didn't even think about it. She lowered her head and leaned towards Feng Yu's wound, preparing to suck out the poisonous blood.
"You're crazy. You're going to die. Suck out his poisonous blood." Qian Manguan picked up Feng Qingzhuang's collar, lifted her up and shouted angrily.
"How about you come?" Feng Qingzhuang squinted her eyes and tried with a faint smile on her lips.
"I'll come just as you said. I'm a doctor. It's my bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people. When Feng Yu wakes up, remember to tell him that I died trying to suck out the poisonous blood from him. You must let him go after he recovers."
He put three sticks of incense in front of my grave, and then bestowed upon my dead soul a prince or something like that. When he goes underground, he will be so powerful." Qian Manguan said in a verbose manner, as if he was going to die sacrificing himself for benevolence.
Said a lot
"Okay, your last words should be kept between you and Feng Yu. I have no obligation to tell them for you." Feng Qingzhuang lowered her head and smiled, pushing Qian Manguan away and starting to suck out the poisonous blood from Feng Yu.
"You?" Looking at Feng Qingzhuang's movements, Qian Manguan asked in surprise.
"water"
Seeing that the blood overflowing from Feng Yu's chest was no longer black poisonous blood, Feng Qingzhuang stopped her movements, stretched out her hand and spat out a word
Qian Manguan grabbed a water bag next to him and handed it to Feng Qingzhuang's hand. He rinsed her mouth and asked curiously: "This lotus scorpion poison is considered the most powerful poison in the world. How come you don't have anything wrong with it?"
"Want to know?" Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows, holding the money in her mouth.
"Yeah" Qian Manguan nodded hurriedly.
"Feng Yu's wound hurts his heart and gives you a chance to show off. Use the "Rejuvenation Technique" to heal his injury and I will tell you." Feng Qingzhuang's cold voice sounded faintly.
After hearing this, Qian Manguan's fair face showed a hint of embarrassment, he scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and said,
"Sister Feng, um, uh, it's only been three days since I got the "Rejuvenation Technique". I still don't have the ability to save people, and it's such a serious injury that hurts the heart. If I really want to save it, I won't be able to be sealed.
Jade will definitely suffer from heartache in the future."
"It's useless. Why are you getting on the carriage when you can't use "Rejuvenation"? Get out and kill the enemy."
Feng Qingzhuang's face turned cold. She raised her leg and kicked Qian Manguan off the carriage mercilessly again.
"A fierce woman can fall out of love faster than a book." Qian Manguan got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, glared at the carriage, muttered softly, and joined the defense, taking out his weapons and guarding the carriage.
around
In the carriage, Feng Qingzhuang's face was pale, large drops of cold sweat were dripping from her forehead, and her chest was in sharp pain like needle pricks. After giving Feng Yu the poison, she noticed something strange in her body. The poison of lotus scorpion, and then
Coupled with the venom of the bungara and henbane, several different toxins are colliding and devouring each other crazily in the body.
After a stick of incense, the pain in her chest eased. Feng Qingzhuang seemed to have gone through a big battle. She weakly leaned against the carriage wall and meditated for a while, then began to use the "Rejuvenation Technique" to treat Feng Yu's heart injury.
Powerful as warm sunlight poured out from his palms, repairing the wounds on Feng Yu's chest layer by layer.
And in her body, after several toxins were fused together, a new toxin was produced, but she didn't know it.
This treatment took nearly half an hour. When Feng Qingzhuang took back her spiritual power and opened the curtain,
All I saw was the flash of swords in front of me, broken limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky, and blood gushing like a fountain dyeing the ground under my feet red.
The sounds of shouting, killing, and the clash of swords merged together, and the earth-shattering air was filled with the strong and pungent smell of blood.
There were not many silver kites left among the Xuanyi guards around the carriage. Qian Manguan and more than a dozen Xuanyi guards looked tired, and their bodies were covered with various colors, as if they had walked out of a pool of blood.
They could draw blood, but everyone still held their weapons tightly and stubbornly resisted the masked men in black, preventing them from getting even half a step closer to the carriage.
Feng Qingzhuang made a visual inspection with her cold eyes. There were at least about 500 of the densely packed black-clothed and masked men left. However, there were only 20 of them left. If such a battle went to the end, the result could be imagined.