Text_The first thousand three hundred and twenty-four chapters
But even so, the defending soldiers were still fighting to the death.
The attacking party, wearing black armor, looked fierce and ferocious, and they were all women, children, old and young, and they were unwilling to let them go.
Blood dyed the palace red, and screams echoed throughout the city for hundreds of miles.
Seeing that miserable appearance, even though Mu Yun was well-informed, he was frightened for a while.
"Withdraw, withdraw!"
"The patriarch died in battle, protect the young patriarch and leave this place!"
"Everyone, swear to protect the young patriarch to the death."
At this moment, roars could be heard outside the hall.
The defender was wearing red armor and retreating step by step. He looked extremely miserable.
But at this moment, the main hall was crumbling under the fire, and the soldiers could not find their young clan leader at all.
"Are all these memories hidden deep in Bi Qingyu's mind?"
Mu Yun murmured to himself.
But at this moment, he didn't know this.
Mu Yun turned back to the main hall and looked at the little girl. Her appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Bi Qingyu's current appearance.
"Little Qingyu, stand up and run, run!"
Muyun was anxious.
But he couldn't decide anything at all.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of fighting is getting closer and closer.
Outside the main hall, red-armored soldiers fell one by one.
Those men in black robes came directly to kill them.
Suddenly, figures in black robes came directly to kill them.
In the main hall, figures stood still one after another, but Bi Qingyu was just a child at the moment and had no idea what was going on.
"He is the young patriarch of the Bi clan, take him away!"
"yes!"
The soldiers in black armor immediately stepped forward.
"You can't take her away!" Mu Yun stood up at this moment, spread his hands and stood in front of Bi Qingyu.
However, those black armors passed directly through his body.
He does not exist here.
Phew…
However, at this moment, two sword arrows passed directly through Mu Yun's body.
Puff!
Two voices sounded, and the arrow that passed through Mu Yun's body was directly inserted into the heads of the two warriors behind.
Blood blooms.
A gentle breeze blew out.
A figure stood at the door of the hall.
That figure was wearing a silver-white battle armor and was about 1.8 meters tall. He looked majestic, with red and phoenix eyes and a heroic spirit between his brows.
Coupled with the silver-white battle armor, it can be described as majestic.
Wearing a white cloak, blowing in the breeze, and armor on his head, he really looked like a god of war descending from the sky.
"kill!"
The man, who looked about twenty years old, gave the order.
A swishing sound broke through the air, and the black-armored warriors in the palace immediately fell to the ground.
At this moment, dozens of warriors wearing white armor appeared in the hall.
Those warriors, either holding swords or spears, stood there without saying a word.
However, just standing there made Mu Yun feel like his breathing was getting faster.
At this moment, Mu Yun could only hear the chaotic and noisy sounds outside the hall.
"The Blood God Guards of the Herdsmen are here, run!"
"It's the Blood God Guard, retreat!"
"Young general in white, that monster from the herdsmen is here, retreat!"
The sounds of panic and screams kept ringing out...
But at this moment, it was too noisy and noisy, and Mu Yun couldn't hear it clearly.
But you can see that outside, in the sky, warriors in white uniforms appear one after another and begin to clean up the black-armored warriors.
The young man in front of him stepped out step by step and came to the front of the hall.
With a wave of his hand, all flames were extinguished.
"What... is your name?" The young man in white robe knelt down, looked at the little girl, and said slowly.
"I...my name is Xiaoyu..."
The little girl looked at the young man and said timidly.
"full name?"
"Jade green jade!"
The little girl was very nervous.
"Bi Qingyu, young patriarch of the Bi clan, from now on, you can follow me!"
After the young man in white robe finished speaking, he stood up, waved his hand, and ordered: "Take her with you and take good care of her!"
"Yes, young patriarch!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun felt his heart break.
If such a little girl is kept by his side, she will probably want to do some bad things when she is raised. It seems that this young man in white robe is not a good bird either.
Seeing how cute and frightened the little girl is, I don’t even know how to hug or comfort her, and I just want to show off my authority.
Mu Yun was filled with contempt in his heart.
But I have to admit that this guy, with his outfit and temperament, is much more handsome than him...
"Brother...I'm afraid!"
But the little girl had her big eyes open at the moment, looking at the young man in white robe, and slowly opened her hands.
Seeing this scene, the young man in white robe hesitated for a moment, but finally, he held the little girl in his arms.
Mu Yun said to himself: This is so true!
But what the little girl said next made Mu Yun dumbfounded.
"Brother, what's your name?"
"I?"
The young man in white robe smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid my brother's name will scare you!"
"Miss Xiaoyu, the young patriarch of my family is the famous young patriarch of the herdsmen in the eight regions, Mu Yun! He is also known as the white-robed God of War and the young general in white!"
boom……
As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun had completely forgotten the conversation between several people.
The white-robed young man didn't take it seriously and took the little girl out of the hall.
At this moment, Mu Yun had no idea where he was. He staggered out of the hall and looked outside the hall. The thousands of white-robed warriors slaughtered the tens of thousands of black-armored warriors.
At the end of the day, he couldn't say a word.
White-robed God of War!
The young man in white!
The young leader of the Mu tribe—Mu Yun!
Is there such a coincidence in this world?
The two figures left this place, but Mu Yun didn't know what he was thinking about at this moment?
The white-robed warrior! The young leader of the herdsmen—Muyun!
A heroic figure, looking down upon the world, a being that people can only look up to.
The same name as him.
These have no connection at all.
But Bi Qingyu's show of goodwill, his father Mu Qingyu's mysterious power, and the many hardships along the way from Beiyun City to the Immortal Realm.
But my father always showed up at critical moments.
Everything seems very reasonable, but everything seems so unreasonable.
At this moment, Mu Yun's head was filled with mush.
The smoke dissipated, and Mu Yun's figure suddenly appeared in the mysterious space.
The jade jade soul gradually woke up.
"Mu Yun, why are you here?"
Seeing Mu Yun appear next to her, Bi Qingyu was slightly startled.
"I……"
At this moment, Mu Yun was still unable to recover from the shock and seemed to be in a daze.
"What do you see?"
Bi Qingyu said nervously.
"What did I see? I saw you fainted, and then I rushed over immediately, shaking you left and right, and you didn't even wake up. I thought I was going to die here with you!"
After hearing this, Bi Qingyu's face softened for a moment and said: "When the formation is activated, no interruption is allowed. There was just some accident just now. I fell into a coma. It's okay."
"Um!"
Mu Yun nodded blankly.
Bi Qingyu said calmly: "In this case, you quickly return to the space where you are, and we will break the last chess piece together!"
"good!"
After finishing his words, Mu Yun turned and left.
"Miss Bi!"
Mu Yun, who just turned around, suddenly said: "Do you know my father?"
As soon as these words came out, they were like five thunders striking directly in Bi Qingyu's mind.
However, the green jade on the surface still said calmly: "Your father? I have never seen him!"
"oh!"
After finishing his words, Mu Yun turned and left.
At this moment, Bi Qingyu felt a terrifying wave in her heart.
Did he see something?
Did you see that scene? Did it arouse suspicion?
No, you must not mess up your position, otherwise, all your efforts will be in vain.
Bi Qingyu put away her shock and began to crack the last chess piece.
Boom boom boom...
At the same time, outside the space, the battle between everyone has reached a fever pitch.
The rumbling sounds come and go, one after another.
These roaring sounds shocked both ears.
"Sword Yiming, Biluo Huangquan Sect's Seventh Martial Arts Student?"
Liu Fengyun, who was condescending, shouted: "I think some of the methods of your Biluo Huangquan Sect are not as simple as they appear on the surface. Why? What are you planning secretly?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Yiming did not answer, but just stood firmly in front of him.
On the other side, Wang Xinya, one person and one piano, actually blocked hundreds of warrior disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.
The title of "Qin Fairy" is not earned in vain.
However, everyone was unable to attack for a long time and could not break through the defense of these few dozens of people.
Muyun and Bi Qingyu remained motionless, standing firmly in place.
"Zhuo Yu, Ning Yun, if you have any other methods now, please stop hiding them. Otherwise, if they wake up, the situation will be unfavorable for us!"
Liu Fengyun suddenly spoke and looked at the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yu and Ning Yun's eyes flashed with light.
Mu Yun cannot be allowed to get through this difficulty so comfortably.
Killing Mu Yun is imminent.
"good!"
"Um!"
The two figures nodded immediately.
Suddenly, a circular token appeared in Zhuo Yu's hand. The circular token was the size of a palm, with flames covering it, emitting a faint glow of fire.
"Fire Shock Order!"
Seeing the token appearing in Zhuo Yu's hand, the expressions of everyone present changed.
Ning Yun lowered his head and thought for a moment. In his hand, a blood flag suddenly appeared.
"Nine Dark Blood Flags!"
Zhuo Yu also looked at Ning Yun blankly!
The Jiu Ning Blood Banner is a rare object that Ning Yun obtained a few years ago. It is said that the blood of hundreds of millions of people's lives has been gathered in this object, and it has been condensed and fixed.
Originally, it was supposed to be a gold-level immortal weapon, but unfortunately, it was damaged.
However, the damaged gold-level immortal weapon is still several times more powerful than the high-grade soul-level immortal weapon.
Seeing the two men taking out their trump cards, Liu Fengyun's lips revealed a smile.
This time, Mu Yun must be put to death.
"kill!"
Three figures suddenly appeared.
The Jiu Ning Blood Flag in Ning Yun's hand condensed over time into a bloody hand the size of a hundred feet, and rushed out directly from the blood flag.
Behind the bloody hand, there was a bloody flag, making a roaring sound. Along the way, there was a bloody storm, which made people dare not covet it.
The powerful blood energy of this banner immediately infected the disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect around them, and they rushed out one after another without risking their lives.
Bang bang bang...
A violent roar sounded at this moment.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
Jian Yiming took a step back at this moment. With the long sword in his hand, he thrust his sword horizontally and slashed vertically, killing directly.