The weapon like a poisonous snake was stabbed from Feng Yanke's body, bringing out the fierce and bloodthirsty killing intent, making his heart tremble, and he suddenly felt the approaching death.
He gathered energy and swung the sword in his hand faster. At this moment, he was not far from the unbreakable place, but more and more enemy soldiers were pouring in, making it difficult for him to move at all. However, the unbreakable place was not far away.
More enemy soldiers came and surrounded the three of them. The enemy soldiers poured in like a tide and entered the Feng Mansion. Their ferocious faces showed blood-stained bloodlust. They were
Groups of murderous gods.
The three of them, Feng Bupo, were surrounded by the influx of enemy soldiers, but they went to rescue Feng Yanke indiscriminately. They could only watch helplessly as he fell into the siege of the enemy soldiers again. Seeing all this, Feng Bupo's double
His eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't help but roar loudly, turning his palms into fists like double hammers and striking at the enemy soldiers.
He shook away the enemy soldiers one by one, and endless enemy soldiers swarmed in. Vicious and cunning weapons stabbed at him one after another, and he had to take care of the people around him. Zeng and the two of them, it was difficult for him to rush out for a while.
Heavy siege.
Feng Yanke held the big knife in both hands and fended off the weapons that were thrust at him. At this time, he was completely weak. Even though he had endless fighting spirit, he was still unable to withstand the exhaustion of his body. There was a look on his face.
With a determined look on his face, facing this group of death-like Han soldiers, his heart was filled with endless grief and indignation but was powerless.
Although he was unwilling to do so, his cultivation was limited and he could not defeat this group of enemy soldiers, most of whom had late-stage inner strength. He could only persevere by relying on the obsession in his heart.
The raging fire turned into the power of a wild dragon, shrouding the entire Feng family. Black smoke rose into the sky, and flying dust danced randomly in the air. The red sky became the bloodthirsty underworld.
"Crack", the big knife in Feng Yanke's hand let out a groan and broke into two pieces. A feeling of despair suddenly surged into his heart, and the endless grief in his heart surged out again.
In front of his eyes, bloodthirsty weapons attacked mercilessly. At this moment, Feng Yanke felt that all the strength and internal energy in his body had been exhausted, and his body was almost falling apart. And just when he was exhausted,
That is to say, the sword in his hand was broken by the enemy's powerful attack weapon. He had no weapon to resist the enemy's sharp thrust, and it was inevitable to avoid it.
Strong despair arose in his heart, and grief and anger arose that made him completely give up resistance. Feng Yanke's eyes were absolutely shining. He was no longer so afraid of death. On the contrary, he was very calm. Maybe.
At the moment when death actually came, his heart became calm.
The Han soldiers who besieged Feng Yanke couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that the weapons in his hands were broken. Their eyes showed a blazing light. They raised their weapons one after another and stabbed the generals around him. They were ecstatic that they were hard-pressed.
Hiding the bloodthirsty look in his heart.
The eldest son of the Feng family in front of him is simply a tiger without teeth. Although he is invincible and has cut down many of his colleagues with the sword in his hand. But at this time, the eldest son of the Feng family is the lamb to be slaughtered.
We can only let them slaughter us.
Feng Yanke's heart was filled with despair, but his instinct for survival still made him react instinctively. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed a few spears that were coming towards him, and held them firmly to stab him in the vital parts.
The spears in his hands were heavy. Those spears were as if they were extremely powerful, making his heart tremble.
Phew, a sharp sound of piercing the air came from behind his head. It was an enemy soldier who took advantage of him to resist the attack from the front and struck him from behind with a knife.
There were enemy soldiers in front of him who were eager to advance, and they were holding several stabbing spears in their hands. At this moment, Feng Yanke had used all his strength to resist the enemy soldiers in front of him. He no longer had any energy left to avoid them.
The attack from behind was a fatal assassination move, making it really inevitable for him to avoid it.
At this critical moment, a figure was seen rushing towards him with an endless and terrifying aura of blood. The man waved a thick long knife, and a sharp sword aura swept behind Feng Yanke.
"Poof", a scream rang out. Feng Yanke, who was still in shock, held the spears in his hands hard. He turned his head and looked, and his eyes suddenly shone with light of surprise.
Behind him, he saw a young man in mysterious clothes with disheveled hair. He was covered in blood, and a thick and heavy long knife in his hand gave off a palpitating luster. A strange and demonic aura came from there.
The young man's body emanated, especially the young man's eyes, which emitted a shocking red color, and his pupils were filled with a strange red blood light.
"Come on, leave this place to me." A hoarse voice burst out from his mouth, like penetrating from the depths of hell, making people tremble when they heard it.
The person who came was none other than Ling Tianyun. He was wielding his sword like a war demon to attack groups of enemy soldiers. He scanned the surroundings from time to time and found that his cousin Feng Yanke was in crisis, so he abandoned a group of enemy soldiers and rushed to rescue him.
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The sword knocked over the enemy soldiers behind Feng Yanke, and the long sword in his hand was swaying with traces of hot blood, which lingered in the bloody fire for a long time.
Ling Tianyun raised his knife and swiped it, and a fierce and bloodthirsty sword energy swept away the enemy soldiers behind Feng Yanke with the force of cutting wheat. A cavity of hot blood rushed out of his chest like a volcano erupting into the sky.
, the scorching bones all over his body suddenly let out a long and hearty groan.
Feng Yanke was amazed in his heart. He didn't know what happened to the other party. He felt Ling Tianyun's extremely bloodthirsty killing intent, and at the same time, he felt a blood evil aura condensed on his body getting stronger and stronger. Behind him,
The crisis had been eliminated. He took a deep breath, mustered up all his energy, shouted in a deep voice, and his palms suddenly turned into a pair of iron palms and quickly struck out on the chests of the enemy soldiers in front of him.
"Wow!", "Bang!", the enemy soldiers who were slapped fell back like wheat under his palms. Suddenly, in addition to horror, the eyes of the Han soldiers also had expressions of disbelief.
They didn't believe that two young men like this could break their battle-tested and tacit understanding of tactics.
The immediate crisis was temporarily relieved. Feng Yanke gathered his energy and moved, turning his body into a meteor and shooting towards the unbreakable place. Although he still had many questions in his mind, this was not the time to be pretentious. He had to
He reunited with his family, so he made a decisive decision. He was not worried about Ling Tianyun's safety, because he felt that the aura in the other party's body was getting stronger and stronger, and it was not at all hindered by this hard battle.
Ling Tianyun held the long knife in his hand, and his tiger eyes shot out a strange and bloody light. He danced the long knife wildly and swept across the enemy soldiers that were coming again. He mercilessly killed the attacking enemy soldiers.
Under his feet, the long knife in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, slashing the group of Han soldiers to pieces wherever it went.
"Kill, kill this demon to avenge our brothers." Someone among the enemy soldiers roared, but their eyes clearly showed a trace of fear when they looked at Ling Tianyun. He was not a human being.
He is simply a demon, a demon who escaped from hell.
His bloodthirsty red eyes were like those of a demon, his bloodthirsty and ferocious aura, coupled with his mysterious clothes that exuded an eerie and treacherous nature, his hair flying wildly, and his bloodthirsty face, attracted everyone's attention.
Han Bing seemed to have an hallucination before his eyes. This young man was really the incarnation of the devil and the god of death.
After that loud roar, all the Han soldiers were stunned by the young man in front of them. They couldn't help but stop their progress. They almost didn't dare to look at the young man who was much younger than them. His eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
An irresistible demonic nature made their hearts palpitate and terrified.
"Damn it, so you are here, now let's see where he escapes." A figure walked out from the Han soldiers, it was the deputy general.
"The general has an order to seize this man's sword. If you capture this sword, the general will definitely give you a heavy reward." The deputy general shouted loudly, and at the same time, he looked at the towering Ling Tianyun with fearful eyes.
"Hmph, come and get it if you can." Ling Tianyun raised his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the deputy general and shouted loudly, and awe-inspiring aura continued to emanate from his body.
"I don't believe it. How long can you resist us alone? Brothers, this kid is just relying on this sword. Be careful not to fight with this sword." The deputy general said loudly to the group of Han soldiers.
Suddenly, the Han soldiers seemed to understand. There seemed to be no fear of Ling Tianyun in their eyes, and a raging fighting spirit arose in their hearts.
That's it. No wonder this young man is so powerful. As long as he doesn't come into contact with the sword, all the soldiers are even more happy. They seem to be confident in capturing this young man.
Ling Tianyun looked at him coldly. He watched the deputy arranging the tactics for the soldiers one by one, but he slowly became anxious in his heart. The aura in his body seemed to be beginning to show signs of slackening. He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
.He turned his eyes and looked at other places in the Feng family.
At this time, except for the raging fire in Feng Mansion, almost no other people could be seen. Feng Bubreak, Feng Yanke, Zhang Xiangquan, Zeng Jijiang and Yuan Xiaoliu of the Great Zhou Kingdom had gathered together to lay siege.
There are more and more enemy soldiers, but they don't seem to be at a disadvantage yet, and they still have a certain ability to protect themselves.
What puzzled him was that in this battlefield, he had not seen the stunning white-clothed swordsman Zhang Xiaofeng, but he could clearly feel the cold and frosty ice aura on his body, the coldness.
A piercing aura of ice has been shrouding Feng Mansion. But he clearly saw no trace of this person. He knew that Zhang Xiaofeng had not left the Feng family yet. He had fought his way here, and he and other members of the Feng family had not seen him.
The raging fire flickered, and the cold wind of the winter night was even more biting. The flames broke out and engulfed everything in the Feng family courtyard. The speechless sky watched this tragedy happen with a slight sigh.
What also puzzled him was why the government in Daizhou City had not appeared yet. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with the government. Although Daizhou was not a large state government, it could be considered a relatively formal one.
The local government system, is it possible that the government has acquiesced in all this, or is it that the garrison here has a good relationship with the state government of that generation. To say that there has been such a big commotion in the Feng family, the government officials must have already
I knew it, but they seemed to have no intention of showing up.
Thinking of this, Ling Tianyun couldn't help but take a breath of air. He felt that this matter was not that simple. There must be a major hidden secret in it, otherwise all this would not be justified.
But it seemed that there was no time for him to think about it. The deputy general at the border quickly organized another attack. This attack was only for him. For him alone, or perhaps for the thick and heavy long knife in his hand.
The cold look in the deputy general's eyes made Ling Tianyun's heart tighten. At the same time, a bad feeling arose in his heart, and a crisis that pierced his back suddenly flashed in his mind.