Cloud painting

Chapter 256 Blood City Killing 11
An Chenqing's handsome face turned dark and dark, terribly gloomy.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword seemed to have sensed the master's anger, and it was filled with demonic resentment and evil aura. Without the master's order, it flew up by itself, carrying the evil spirit of demonic barriers.

Feng Yunhua's eyes flickered, and he swung his blue sword at the menacing Scarlet Blood Demon Sword.

She flew forward lightly, followed closely by the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword, fighting each other in mid-air.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword is notoriously domineering. Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, the demonic aura deepened again, the blood mist was thick, and the battle was fierce.

Suddenly, the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword pierced Feng Yunhua's chest. Feng Yunhua was caught off guard and fell to the ground to hide, while the white skirt touched An Chenqing's leg.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, making a whining sound.

A wisp of ice seemed to condense in the air, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

The soldiers pumped again.

The murderous intent of the dark minister Qing Meiyu faded away, only a look of astonishment remained, flushing all over his face.

"You're blushing!" Feng Yunhua just turned around, and looked at Anchen Qing in surprise.

An Chenqing tore off the strips of his clothes without saying a word, then pulled on his trousers, and tied them tightly around his waist.

Then, he turned around and disappeared.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword also flew to find his master.

And so he went...

The soldiers twitched their lips again, holding knives, neither leaving nor staying.

Feng Yunhua wiped the blood off his face, but it got dirtier and dirtier, so he didn't wipe it off at all.

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally reached a consensus and left the alley.

What happened today was so special, they were really worried that the eldest son would kill people to silence him.

Feng Yunhua looked at the empty street and breathed a sigh of relief. If she continued to fight, she was really not sure if she would be able to retreat unscathed.

Feng Yunhua walked forward slowly, holding a white dress that was stained red with blood.

In front is a blood-colored palace. The palace walls are all made of red crystal. It is exquisite and luxurious without losing its atmosphere. It stands between the sky and the earth, like a majestic giant beast crawling in the city of blood. It is majestic and intimidating.

Feng Yunhua looked at the palace in astonishment, and her heart couldn't stop being shocked.

The sound of swords and weapons intertwined, under the walls of the blood city, there was a murderous look, and the seemingly endless blood soldiers were fighting and killing.

An Qian stood on the city wall, wearing a red battle suit, with a heroic posture, and next to him was a man with bloodshot eyes, also dressed in red, like the flames of hell.

Under the city wall, a middle-aged man in black held a long sword, his eyes were red, and his murderous intent was fully displayed.

"Secret Minister Shuang, you can arrest him without your arms, the majesty of the blood royal family cannot be offended." Murong Que, the man in red, said coldly.

If Feng Yuntian was here, he would definitely recognize this man.

When the Banquet of the Seven Kingdoms was over, Feng Yunhua was seriously injured and fell into a coma. It was a kind old man who led her soul to the first dimension. That kind old man was the illusion of Murong Que.

Although Feng Yuntian never met him, he still saw this man in the first space.

"Arrest without a fight?" The dark minister smiled treacherously, "After today, my dark minister's family will be the supreme master of the blood clan."

"It's a big tone, but it's a pity that you can't control yourself." An Qian said with a sneer.

The dark minister Shuang suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, this old man has fought in the battlefield for many years, and he has never been taught a lesson by two young children. Ask Murong Ziran to come out, so she has the right to speak to the old man." The dark minister Shuang was arrogant. Grinning wildly.

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