A howling wind tore through the air and made a sharp scream, suddenly interrupting Ao Moli's panicked roar.
When Ao Moli came to his senses again, he felt a sharp pain in his hand.
When he looked closely, a long arrow shaft grew out of the back of the hand that was holding the hostage-holding sword tightly...[
"ah!"
Ao Moli let out a painful scream. With a bang, your sword fell from your hand...
At the same time, in the center of the encirclement fifty steps away, Ao Junxie's figure had risen into the sky.
Ao Moli picked up the sword in panic and ran away.
Under the stage, the crowd of forbidden soldiers was already in chaos.
Aojunxie swooped down on the high platform like an eagle, grabbed the old king's shoulder, and flew back quickly with a tap of his toes.
The Forbidden Army warriors were swarming forward, but they had already been intercepted by dozens of black-clothed disciples from the Evil Land who had taken up arms again.
Seeing that the group of dragons was leaderless and that the strong ones were in charge, the Forbidden Army warriors began to retreat rapidly. Just as they retreated dozens of steps, they were already blocked by another group of spiritual warriors and were caught in the act.
The leader was a tall, energetic old man with gray hair, holding a huge eagle bow in his hand.
The Forbidden Army warriors no longer wanted to fight and abandoned their weapons and surrendered...
The old King Fengyun was still in shock. When he looked again, he saw that a life-and-death civil strife had been settled.
The old king burst into tears and held Ao Junxie's hands tightly. He was both excited and ashamed.
Aojunxie waved his hand, interrupted the old king, and said coldly:
"Brother Wang, it's better not to thank me! If you want to thank, just thank the person who really saved you!"
The old king turned around and looked at the group of spiritual warriors walking towards them in the distance, his cloudy old eyes flashing with joy.
"grandfather!"
Behind him, a crisp voice sounded, and Qing Kuang strode forward to meet him.
"You are finally here! Qing Kuang was still worried at first. You know, this is the first time that the golden young dragon has entered the Fengyun Continent. I only gave a rough indication of the general location of the Feng Family in the capital. I don't know if it will be useful. Okay.
It finally fulfills its mission!”[
Feng Batian nodded and sighed:
"In the whole world, who else can control rare birds and beasts except my crazy boy?
I saw that the appearance of this golden young dragon was extremely unusual, far from the Fengyun Continent. Since it had been hovering over the Feng family for a long time, I knew it must have been sent by you, Kuanger!
Since it was such a strange beast, the situation must have been critical, so he had no choice but to do it, so he immediately called on the stronger and higher-ranking disciples of the Feng family, and under the leadership of the golden young dragon, they rushed all the way. Unexpectedly, the destination he pointed to was
, it turned out to be within the Fengyun King City!
Humph! If Ao Moli’s prodigal son hadn’t been so vicious and concentrated all the troops in the royal city on the square, we really wouldn’t have been able to enter the royal city so smoothly!”
After listening to General Feng Batian telling the whole story, Ao Junxie, Ming Qianhe, Wumian and others were all sighing and sighing, deeply impressed by Qing Kuang's carefulness.
After hearing this, the old king hurriedly walked forward tremblingly, bowed to Feng Batian in person, and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your generous help. If it weren't for the exquisite archery skills of the senior master, I'm afraid that evil beast Ao Moli would have succeeded!"