The soldiers who hit the city gate finally broke open the solid gate.
boom--
The door panel suddenly collapsed and fell into dust. Nangong Cang's soldiers rushed forward. They stepped on the collapsed door panel and rushed into Yucheng, Kyoto of the Fengwu Dynasty.
Most of the soldiers who climbed up the ladder also climbed up the city gate, and they fought with the soldiers of the Fengwu Dynasty. The good soldiers and generals beside Fengdie Yi asked her to give orders to cover the people's escape.
, so there were only some old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers left around her.
But they had a strong spiritual support. Their empress stood in front of them and took the lead in killing the enemy. She was dressed in golden armor and she killed the enemy with blood and beauty.
Her every move boosted the morale of all the soldiers who fought bravely against the enemy. They held in their hearts the love for their homeland, the fierce love for their relatives, and the respect for Fengdieyi. They looked at death as if they were home, and all of them looked resolute and happy.
calm.
Their blood is surging and they firmly believe that as long as they have breath left, they will use the weapons in their hands to kill one more enemy soldier. When they fall under the battle flag, even if their lives are lost, they still have a righteous look on their faces, but they are still strong men and heroes.
, the spirit remains intact.
Their morale was still there, and they killed each other to the point where they were trembling with fear and their faces were ashen.
Hahahahahaha——
Feng Dieyi laughed arrogantly, and the golden nine-ring knife in her hand struck from both sides. The copper ring flew out and broke the enemy soldier's throat. The enemy soldier groaned and flopped, and fell softly in front of her.
She smiled openly and wildly, and her beautiful red phoenix eyes were shining with red fire. The soldiers who climbed up the city gate slowly retreated, and they retreated timidly.
"Come on, come on, come on, kill -" the golden nine-ring sword of Phoenix Butterfly Clothes, the copper bell struck loudly.
Ring ring ring——
"Don't you dare come here, come here." A cold smile floated on the corners of her lips, and a sad and angry anger filled her eyes. With one blow, two more soldiers fell under her blood-dyed sheepskin white boots.
Nangong Cang'an was sitting on the horse. He smiled and watched Fengdie Yi fighting bloody battles on the city gate. His purple-green lips twitched with an evil luster that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
He looked up at the battle situation on the city gate, twitched his lips, and with a sudden movement, Nangong Cangfei dismounted, and he stood indifferently.
He flew up into the sky against the wind, and climbed onto the city gate as if walking on flat ground. His silver glittering gown fluttered, and he stood in front of Feng Die Yi with a sneer.
"Feng Dieyi, take a look at the soldiers around you. They are all gone. Your dynasty is gone and no longer exists." He smiled contemptuously. "Feng Dieyi, I say it again, surrender.
Now, I am in a good mood. As long as you kowtow to me and surrender, I can let you live." He concentrated his hands, gathered his inner strength in his palms, and a huge green halo faintly floated between his palms.
Pooh--
"Nangong Cang, even if you are dreaming, you have chosen the wrong time!" Feng Dieyi spat out a mouthful of blood at him. There was a sharp sword hidden in her clear eyes, and the light became sharp and dangerous. The blazing flames turned red.
Her eyes and the soldier's blood made all the blood in her body boil.
"Fengdie Yi, you are stubborn, ignorant, ignorant of current affairs, and you are simply seeking your own death, so I cannot blame you!" He flew up into the air, with a murderous look in his vicious black eyes.
He directed the huge green halo of light from his palm towards Fengdie Yi's face.
When Fengdie Yi saw the huge current coming towards her, she flew into the air, and the golden nine-ring knife in her hand broke through the wind, struck with ringing sounds, and struck directly at the key acupuncture points on Nangong Cang's body.
Nangong Canghuan closed his hands, and a faint stream of light, like a magnet, rotated the nine rings of copper bells flying from Phoenix Butterfly Clothes on his palm. Undercurrents swirled in his black eyes, and suddenly he gently released his palm into the air.
Huge air currents bloomed, like flying snow, boiling and boiling.
The nine rings of copper bells were overwhelming and dazzling, and it was hard to tell whether they were real or fake. I just felt that all I saw in my eyes was dazzling light. Feng Dieyi tried her best to resist it with a golden nine-ring sword, but she was still unlucky.
He was hit in the chest by a copper bell and fell to the ground, with a touch of enchanting blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The halo around Nangong Cang's side faded, and the remaining eight copper bells fell to the ground with a bang, scattering on the side of Fengdie Yi. He looked at Fengdie Yi coldly, and stepped on the bright blue high-heeled shoes with dragon sea texture.
The boots are inlaid with a row of shining red gems.
Feng Dieyi raised her eyes and stared at Nangong Cang angrily. She put her hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but Nangong Cang's foot stepped hard on the back of her hand. He stepped hard and could almost hear it.
The sound of bones breaking in the back of her hand.
"Feng Dieyi, will you surrender?"
Feng Dieyi's forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain, but she didn't cry out in pain. She bit her lip, not even leaving a bloody mark, and refused to speak.
Nangong Cangcan smiled coldly. He stared at Fengdie Yi and suddenly curled his lips evilly. "Since you don't want to surrender, let's find another way. Feng Dieyi, as long as you get under my crotch, I will
How about the palace opening up the situation and letting your disabled soldiers go? Aren't you the most merciful empress? Can you just watch them die one by one under my hands?"
Nangong Cang's soldiers brought up the disabled soldiers captured by the Fengwu Dynasty one by one. He waved his palm gently and aimed at the Tianling Cap of a soldier.
With a bang, the soldier fell to the ground and immediately turned into a pile of bones.
What kind of evil kung fu is this?
Feng Dieyi looked at Nangong Cang in shock, but Nangong Cang looked at Feng Dieyi with an evil smile. "How is it? How do you think about it? To do it or not to do it? You know, their lives only depend on your word.
"
A flash of red fire flashed in the eyes of Feng Dieyi Danfeng. She stared at Nangong Cang, but did not move. Nangong Cang's black pupils shrank, and he raised his hand and waved again, aiming at the Tianling Gai of another soldier.
, the soldier turned into a pile of bones with a bang again.
"Are you still indifferent? Fengdieyi." Nangong Cangcan looked at her coldly.
Feng Dieyi's broken hands were trembling constantly, and she couldn't exert any force. She gritted her teeth and stared at Nangong Cang. Finally, she said, "Okay, I'll dig in!" He was right, she
He couldn't watch her men die tragically one by one under his hands.
Nangong Cang let go. He stood there with a smile, opened his feet slightly, and pointed at his crotch. "Drill in."
Feng Dieyi's eyebrows were tightly knitted, her hands were bloody, and she crawled toward him step by step. He didn't dare to look up at Nangong Cang's proud expression. She only remembered the soldiers' bones, only the soldiers.
That bloody face.
"Nangong Cang, it's my fault, I will fight with you!" The disabled soldier's blood was burning all over his body, and he rushed towards Nangong Cang with red eyes.
"Brothers, we cannot let His Majesty suffer such a shameful humiliation. We would rather die than let our Majesty suffer the humiliation of others. Brothers, kill them, kill them!" The soldier took the lead and took the lead. He ignored it.
Rush over everything.
The other soldiers didn't know where they got their strength from, so they all rushed out and fought to kill them.
Nangong's black eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "If you don't know your own strength, you don't know whether to live or die!" He raised his hand and exerted force with his palms. The soldiers who rushed over were blown by a strong wind. They flew high into the sky, and then fell heavily.
He passed the city gate, hit the hard ground, and blood flowed all over the place.
The phoenix butterfly clothes lifted up and flew up, her clear eyes were blazing with fire.
"Nangong Cang, I will fight with you!" She turned on her back, and all the strength in her body was condensed in Danfeng's eyes. A brilliant red light like a flame enveloped her body. The powerful light made the soldiers around her have red eyes.
They suddenly clawed at their bodies like crazy.
"The soul-stirring wave-stimulating technique." Nangong Cang exclaimed, and then he adjusted his breath and internal energy to avoid being disturbed by the wave-stimulating technique of Phoenix Butterfly Clothes. Those soldiers seemed to have lost their minds. They kept hurting their own bodies, and they even attacked them.
As companions, they tore into each other's bodies, biting off flesh and blood without hesitation.
Mei Linghan, who had protected the people of Yucheng from crossing the border, rushed back as hard as he could, only to see Feng Dieyi using his Soul-Calling Wave Technique at the risk of his own life.
"Your Majesty the Queen!" There were tears in his gentle eyes, his voice was sad, and his expression was sad and angry.
He flew up and hugged Feng Dieyi in mid-air, who had already closed her red phoenix eyes.
Blood flowed from her eyes, and she could no longer see anything. But as she lay dying, she could still smell a familiar scent, and that was Mei Linghan's scent.
"Ling Han, is that you?" He should leave, he should go far away at this moment.
"Your Majesty, it's me, a humble minister." Mei Linghan hugged the blood-red Phoenix Butterfly Clothes, his voice choked with sobs.
"You shouldn't have come back."
"Your Majesty, I can't worry about you." He could escape from the Fengwu Dynasty, and he could indeed be a minister of his dynasty, but he was concerned about the safety of Fengdieyi. He knew that coming back would lead to death, but he still came back.
Already.
"Ling Han, you are so stupid." Feng Dieyi's trembling hand carelessly touched his handsome and gentle face. "I, Feng Dieyi, have never let anyone down. I am the only one who owes you.
Next—" She spat out a mouthful of blood. "In the next life, in the next life, we will be reincarnated as ordinary civilians. In this way, we can, can - be together." Her bloody handprints turned red on Mei Linghan's.
Face, her lips suddenly moved a beautiful arc, and then she suddenly let go.
The water droplets swaying in Mei Linghan's eyes finally dripped down, dripping on Feng Dieyi's bloody and enchanting face. He retracted his hands, hugged her body tightly, and slowly landed on the ground.
"Dieyi, don't worry, Ling Han will be with you soon. You won't be alone." He called her name for the first time, lowered his head, and left a tremor on her forehead with pity and affection.
A trembling kiss.
Then he put down the body in Phoenix Die Yi, stood up gracefully, and stared indifferently at the cold and arrogant Nangong Cang at the city gate.