Next to the Zuixue Pavilion, strong winds were blowing, the trees were swaying, dust was flying in the air, and it was filled with a strong chilling atmosphere.
Chu Feifan and the others galloped towards Mo Wentian's team. Dian Wei, with an angry look on his face and holding two iron halberds in his hands, quickly slapped his horse and attacked Yun Yuwen Mo. Luo Shixin jumped from the horse.
He got down and quickly rushed toward the other guard with his iron gun in hand.
"Lu Qingyang and Yu Wenmo obeyed the order and used all their strength to kill the new emperor of Zichu. The old man didn't want to be his enemy, but now they have come to find him, so don't blame the old man!"
"Don't worry, sir, the general will definitely kill him off his horse!"
Lu Qingyang and Yu Wenmo rode out on horseback, their silver spears spinning in the air, and their figures releasing a strong murderous aura. Seeing this, hundreds of people in the team quickly rushed forward with spears in hand to block Mo Wen.
Tian's carriage blocked the way behind him.
As Dian Weiying fought against Yu Wenmo, the suppressed anger in his heart finally found a place to release. The two iron halberds in his hands violently slashed down from the air, facing the assassinating silver spear in front of him.
Luo Shixin pulled the iron gun on the ground, stood up in the air with his feet on the ground, and the spear in his hand crashed down and collided with the spear in Lu Qingyang's hand.
Chu Feifan listened to the sound of weapons clashing next to him. The speed of Wu Zui flying under his crotch did not slow down at all. Zhanlu's long sword rose into the sky, and its murderous intent went straight to the top of the sky.
"court death!"
"Everyone listen to the order and shoot the arrows!"
Mo Wentian's sinister eyes flashed with anger, and he commanded in a bone-cold voice.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Hundreds of guards heard Mo Wentian's voice. Before they could take off the crossbows on their backs, they heard bursts of sound piercing the air from all around, and dozens of arrows were fired like thunder.
Penetrating the barrier of the air, he shot and killed the guard in front of Mo Wentian.
Everything happened among the stars and flints. Mo Wentian did not expect that Chu Feifan would hide elite soldiers around the Zuixue Pavilion. His eyes flashed with anger as he stared at Chu Feifan, who was so close to him.
"You cunning man, I will kill you!"
Mo Wentian shouted angrily, an angry look appeared on his old cheeks, his figure jumped up from the carriage, raised his hand to draw out the soft sword from his waist, and walked towards Chu Feifan in the air.
Hundreds of guards were slaughtered by arrows, and half of them fell into a pool of blood in an instant. A sword light cut through the void, and the figures of the two guards flew backwards, flying in the air.
The blood mist in the void frightened the remaining guards who were trembling, and they quickly retreated.
Chu Feifan glanced sideways at Mo Wentian, who was coming from the sky, and the system in his mind instantly transmitted his information. There was a strong murderous aura in his eyes, and the Zhanlu Sword in his hand quickly changed and released the Nine Ultimate Sword Skills.
"A martial artist with a high level of cultivation?"
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation level is two levels higher than Chu Feifan's, he doesn't have a trace of fear. The god-level emperor's sword in his body is spinning crazily. The true energy is lingering on the Zhanlu sword, and every sword light is shining.
Release the maximum power of the Nine Ultimate Sword Skills.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
After dozens of rounds, Mo Wentian stared at Chu Feifan in shock, and a mysterious smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the new emperor of Zichu would be a king with the spirit of a dragon. It seems that I am really lucky. If I take you back, I'm afraid your Majesty will..."
Mo Wentian laughed loudly, feeling that he had almost spilled the beans, and his voice suddenly stopped. His eyes looked at Chu Feifan playfully, and all the cultivation of a top-grade warrior was revealed in his figure.
"The eighteen riders of Yanyun obeyed the order and killed everyone in the team. They rescued the man in the carriage and the prisoner carriage and retreated quickly!"
The eighteen Yan Yun cavalry hidden in the woods heard Chu Feifan's order and quickly rushed out of the woods. Suddenly, they saw dozens of Yan Yun cavalry carrying giant bows on their backs, wearing black tiger head armor, and holding silver spears.
Yun Shibaqi appeared and felt the evil aura coming from hell on their bodies. Even Mo Wentian had a look of astonishment on his face.
"What a terrible army!"
"Are these people really the legions of the Zichu Kingdom? Such a powerful legion would only appear in a fifth-grade empire or above!"
Mo Wentian looked stunned, his eyes flickered, and he said with a trembling voice.
Two fists are no match for four hands. Chu Feifan alone has already overwhelmed Mo Wentian. Now, such a powerful legion suddenly breaks out, which puts Mo Wentian in a difficult situation.
"withdraw!"
"Withdraw to Wuling City!"
"Retreat to Wuling City quickly!"
Mo Wentian's panicked voice sounded, and the figure rising in the air quickly rushed towards the carriage where Nangong Xi was sitting. But at this time, there were less than thirty guards left, who were frightened by the massacre of Yan Yun's eighteen riders.
Already out of their wits, they all ran towards Wuling City in a panic without choosing the right path.
Seeing this, Chu Feifan rose up from his horse and chased after Mo Wentian. The sword in his hand flew out like a thunderbolt and struck down on Mo Wentian's back in front of him.
.The sound of space breaking was heard, and a sharp cold light slid down from the sky.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Mo Wentian felt the cold light coming from his back, turned around and the soft sword in his hand changed unpredictably, colliding with Chu Feifan's Zhanlu Sword like a wandering dragon.
The sword light was raging, and the murderous intent was so high.
The two were fighting fiercely together, and Mo Wentian had no time to escape. On the other hand, Yu Wenmo and Lu Qingyang, under the violent attacks of Dian Wei and Luo Shixin, were retreating steadily and had no time to take care of themselves.
After Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry rescued Nangong Xi and the man in the prison car, they quickly retreated and disappeared on the official road. Chu Feifan looked at the carriage leaving Juechen, with a cold smile on his lips, and opened his arms to the figure.
He stepped back, jumped on the horse's back, slapped the horse wildly, and ran forward.
"Dian Wei, Shi Xin, stop fighting and retreat immediately!"
Hear the sound.
The two iron halberds in Dian Wei's hands volleyed down, knocking Yu Wenmo's figure back, and he returned to his horse and followed closely behind Chu Feifan. The iron spear in Luo Shixin's hand was inserted into the ground, and a huge spinning earth dragon rose up.
Swallowing towards Lu Qingyang, his scuds were released from under his feet. The figure quickly came to the front of the horse, jumped onto the horse's back and disappeared on the official road.
"Chu Feifan!"
"Chu Feifan!"
"Today's humiliation, I will repay you twice as much!"
"Yu Wenmo, Lu Qingyang, return to Wuling City with me quickly. Chu Feifan, if you take away Nangong Xi and Chu Yan, so that I can't do business with you, then I will use your Zichu's land and your life as a gift!
"
Mo Wentian's expression was filled with anger, his eyes flashed with red anger, his figure was shaking in the wind, and his voice was cold and bone-chilling.
Several miles away from Zuixue Pavilion, Chu Feifan finally caught up with Yan Yun Shibaqi and Guo Jia. He jumped off the horse and rushed forward quickly, but was stopped by Guo Jia.
"Your Majesty, Miss Nangong's condition is not very good now. Your Majesty, you should wait until she wakes up!"