The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

With a crisp sound, about two inches in front of Ao Junxie's chest, the Xianyin Yinblade finally caught up with the forceful blow and knocked the dagger to the ground.

While Ao Junxie was shocked, Qing Kuang had lightly landed in front of him.

The two looked around in the blink of an eye, and the stumbling figure of Burning Soul had disappeared among the many buildings in the capital of Nanzhao...

"My lord, are you alright?"

Qing Kuang asked with concern, while carefully inspecting Ao Junxie's body, to see if there was even the slightest scratch. [

Ao Junxie shook his head, signaling Qing Kuang not to worry.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Ao Junxie was not injured by the poisonous fangs that Qing Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, looked in the direction of Fen Hun's escape, and sighed:

"It's a pity that I got away from the Miao Jiang leader, Fen Hun!"

Ao Junxie waved the long sword in his hand, looked at the direction of Fen Hun's escape, and said calmly:

"Madam, don't worry, Burning Soul can't escape the territory of Nanzhao, the king has already arranged for people to wait on the road that must be passed!"

Qing Kuang looked shocked and asked:

"Who>

"The Seventh Prince of Nanzhao! He has a sworn feud with the poison masters of Miaojiang. He has been waiting for a long time on the way into the deep mountains of Miaojiang. I believe that Nangong Jinsheng will not let the leader of the Miaojiang people escape into the deep mountains. among!"

As Ao Junxie said, there was a hint of complacency on his face.

However, upon hearing such an answer, the expression on Qing Kuang's face was not as relaxed as Ao Junxie imagined.

Staring at the back door of the capital of Nanzhao, his maddened expression became serious, and a hint of worry appeared on his brows.

At the same time, Fen Hun, whose body had already been scratched by the powerful sound blades of several heavenly evil strings, was rushing desperately towards the back gate of the capital of Nanzhao in a panic.

In order to get away, he even threw out the personal weapon in his hand. Under the powerful attack of the Fengyun army, almost the whole army of the Miao Jiang clan was wiped out.

The strength of Ao Junxie and Feng Qingkuang, after five years of dormancy, has already surpassed the imagination of all Miaojiang people.

Just a moment ago, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Fen Hun would not have believed it. Hundreds of high-level temple warriors of the spirit emperor level died without any power to fight back under the ancient Chilong sword and the unique technique of the temple!

Now, for Fen Hun, the only hope is to escape back to the base camp, tell the Holy King the news immediately, and ask him to come out of the mountain again, or, there is still hope for the Miao Jiang clan to survive by chance!

Behind, the murderous Nanzhao capital, the sounds of people and weapons gradually faded away.Hundreds of thousands of Fengyun troops are cleaning up the last remaining Miao and Templar forces in the city.

There is no doubt that those warriors who stayed in the city and failed to escape will soon be completely wiped out by the Fengyun army.

Burning Soul gathered all the internal energy in his body, and sprinted quickly. Soon, his figure passed the ancient gate of the back city. [

Here, there is not a single guard.It seemed that because of the close proximity to the mountains, the Fengyun Kingdom's army didn't pay attention to it.

Fen Hun couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and with lightning speed, he crossed the city gate and ran towards the deep mountain.

After about one stick of incense time, the road to the mountain is close at hand.

When Fen Hun was about to fly up and enter the safe zone, those brisk footsteps suddenly became dignified, and soon, he stood in place as if taking root.

The surroundings were silent, but a strong sense of foreboding surged from the bottom of Fenhun's heart.