At this moment, the people from the Miao border were already a hundred steps away.
Fen Xin was startled and secretly gnashed his teeth in hatred. This Bright Temple was indeed a cunning and cunning people who wanted to destroy bridges. When the Miao people were of value, they were allowed to take the lead and serve as the vanguard.
When disaster struck and they retreated, the people in the temple didn't say a word and ran away first.
It was obvious that he wanted to use the Miao people to attract firepower and buy time for his escape!
The people in the temple are so vicious, they are even worse than the Miao poison masters.[
At that moment, Fen Xin led the remaining members of the Miao Jiang gang and followed the direction of the people in the temple, desperately running away with their lives.
But obviously, it's too late!
In the capital, all directions are occupied by the Fengyun Army and the Nanzhao Army. This small group of Miao poison masters who are trapped in heavy siege are invincible in terms of poison skills, but in terms of close combat, this is their fatal weakness!
Without thick defensive armor and powerful spiritual martial arts, they have to pay the price in blood every time they move forward!
Seeing that the situation had been decided, Ao Junxie turned over and got off his horse. Holding a red dragon sword, he strode towards the square. At this moment, countless corpses were lying on the ground.
Aojun Xiejian frowned, and his eyes scanned the ground solemnly one by one. Soon, his expression was fixed on a corner.
There, he saw a guqin that was completely black and shiny...
That’s right, it’s Xian Mo!
Ao Junxie strode forward, quickly squatted down next to the woman next to the guqin, eagerly hugged Qing Kuang's body tightly in his arms, and sniffed her with one hand.
After a long time, the woman in her arms slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was the bright red color that made her feel reassured and excited.
Ao Junxie's tense expression finally softened, and he let out a long breath.
Fortunately, the Qi veins were only injured by the Holy King's powerful power of the Holy Spirit, so there was no serious problem.
This was also thanks to the extremely powerful power of Youtian Xie Demonic String, which offset most of the violent lethality of the Holy King.
Ao Junxie took out two small vermilion elixirs from his arms. These are extremely precious recovery and nourishing elixirs. Only those with the highest status in Fengyun Kingdom can use them when their lives are at stake.
Ao Junxie took out two of them at once and fed them to Qing Kuang, which showed how much he valued and worried about Qing Kuang.
After a while, Qing Kuang finally regained some strength, and with the help of Ao Junxie, he stood up holding the Xian Mo Gu Qin.
The two of them looked around and saw that the scene was horrific. The corpses of the soldiers and civilians of the Guangming Temple, Miao Territory, and Nanzhao were all covered in blood and flesh, and some had broken muscles and bones and were broken into pieces.
While I was still frightened, I suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound in my ears. I turned around and saw a young man in rich clothes, weakly lying on the ground on the body of an old man in black, grief-stricken.
"Seventh Prince..."[
Qing Kuang strode towards the two of them.
At this moment, Nangong Jinsheng also suffered several sword wounds on his body, with blood stains all over his body. His originally neat long hair was now spread out and hung in front of him, even covering his face.
Beneath Nangong Jinsheng, the King of Nanzhao had his eyes closed, his lips were black and purple, and he had only one breath left. It seemed that he had been poisoned by the Miao people's palm.
Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang squatted down next to Nangong Lie and his son.
Ao Junxie quickly explored several important points on Nangong Lie's body, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn.