Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 330 News of Yuanfeng

A moment passed, and in the concave space, the bodies of the people in the Nine Man Hall no longer had the original extraordinary aura. Their clothes were torn and their faces were disheveled. Almost everyone was covered in color. They looked like a group of people who were ignored on the street. A beggar, how does he look like the overlord of a thousand realms—a disciple of the Nine Man Palace!
After a long time, the people in Jiuman Hall had almost reached their limit. Except for Baili Ke who could barely resist the dead soldiers, the rest of them had huddled behind the concave space, sitting cross-legged and swallowing the pill to recover.

Another turbulent wave of dead soldiers came, Baili Ke's face was stained with blood, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

Killing the last wave of dead soldiers has almost exhausted all of his spiritual power, and now that there is another wave, he can't think of his other ending except being hacked to death by random knives.

At this moment, he couldn't help regretting in his heart, why did he fight with Wang Jing when he was so good?If he hadn't competed with Wang Jing and accepted this task, he probably wouldn't have died here.

Just when Baili Ke thought he was about to die, a silver sword aura swept across his eyes in an instant. The sword aura was like a rainbow, and it swept across thousands of dead soldiers directly. In an instant, The flesh and blood are flying, and the picture is horrible!

"Go back and tell those old fellows in the Nine Man Palace that "The Record of the Lich God" is worth a thousand young sapphire dragons, you don't want it, and there are not a few people who want it in Wanyu!"

Jian Fengyun's indifferent voice resounded in the surrounding void, and Baili Ke was taken aback immediately. The anti-virtual trap in front of him suddenly dissipated and turned back into the shield of Bei'an City. The raging dead soldiers were blocked by the guard Outside the cover, there is no way to get in.

Seeing this scene, Baili Ke couldn't help but stare blankly, his physically and mentally exhausted body couldn't help but look towards Bei'an Tower, but he only saw a figure in white clothes walking down the tower.

The disciples of the Nine Man Palace also followed Baili Ke's gaze. They only saw an empty city, and they couldn't help but focus on Baili Ke in front of him.

"Holy Son, what should we do now?" the disciples of the Nine Man Hall asked.

"Go back, and tell the elders everything here!" Bailike looked deeply at the shadow above the tower, and after a long while, he retracted his gaze, sighed, and said calmly.

The disciples of Jiuman Hall couldn't help being stunned when they heard Baili Ke's words, their eyes were a little surprised.

They know about this Holy Son. Ever since Holy Maiden Jing appeared in the Nine Man Hall, he has become eager for quick success. All the sect tasks he received have been completed perfectly. Everyone knows that Baili Ke is trying to win The key training object of Jiumandian.

However, just this time, when encountering Jian Fengyun, Baili Ke actually gave up directly, and going back would be tantamount to a mission failure. Unexpectedly, Baili Ke was willing to give up! "

"Let's go, go back to the Nine Man Palace!" Baili Ke said slightly, and then his figure flashed and rose into the air.

How did the disciples of the Nine Man Palace know that when facing death just now, Baili Ke had figured it out, what is more precious than being alive?
After walking around before the gate of hell, I realized that things other than life and death are not so important.

The people from the Nine Man Palace left, and in Bei'an City, Jian Fengyun had already arranged for everyone in Bei'an City to stay. All the dead will be compensated with one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, and then ordered Yao Shisan, who has been staying in the sword family to make alchemy, to heal the wounded The elixir was distributed to heal the injured people in Bei'an City this time.

After a lot of work, it was already dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the towers of Bei'an City, and the corpses on the towers had been cleaned up. The dead soldiers outside the city were all killed as Huang Wu broke free from the formation. kill.

It was not dark at night, and the inside of Bei'an City was already brightly lit. Although we won, the city was still full of blank paper. In this battle, I don't know how many children lost their fathers, how many wives lost their husbands, and how many white papers. Sending people off to black-haired people, how many brothers are separated by yin and yang. I only know that the cheers in Bei'an City are not loud.

However, in Bei'an City, no one has any complaints. A life of [-] low-grade spirit stones, for these ordinary warriors in Bei'an City, maybe they can only earn a few thousand spirit stones a year, and [-] spirit stones are enough for them His parents, wife and children survived the rest of their lives.

Looking at the faint bloody smell that filled the city, Jian Fengyun's eyes on the tower could not help becoming colder and colder.

Holy Soul Sword Sect!He must avenge this revenge!
"Boss, I must practice hard, and I will make those bastards of the Holy Soul Sword Sect look good in the future!" Wang Chuyuan gritted his teeth.

The Wang family is also a big family in Bei'an City. When he returned with the boss a few days ago, he returned to the Wang family and was still admired by them in the family. Now, they have turned into cold corpses, unable to speak anymore. Lying in the dark coffin, Wang Chuyuan couldn't help feeling pain in his heart.

"Master, are you alright!" Jian Xue'er was holding Jian Fengyun's left hand all the time, looking at Jian Fengyun quietly with her pretty fair face.

"I'm fine!" Jian Fengyun turned his head slightly, a gentle look appeared on his tired face, and his left hand slightly grasped that white and soft little hand.

"Oh, if the young master has something, you can tell Xue'er, and Xue'er can share the burden with the young master!" When the girl heard this, Shui Ling's eyes blinked slightly, and she immediately said to Jian Fengyun seriously.

Seeing the girl's well-behaved appearance, Jian Fengyun smiled slightly, and said: "Okay, if you have something to do, the young master must tell Xue'er!"

With Jian Fengyun's affirmation, the girl couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on her pretty face.

Almost at the same time, Jian Fengyun scanned the surroundings and felt that something was missing, so he couldn't help asking Wang Chuyuan beside him, "Fatty, where is Yuanfeng?"

Only then did he realize that he hadn't seen Yuan Feng since he left the customs. Could something have happened?

Wang Chuyuan was slightly taken aback, his eyeballs rolled, and he recalled: "Yuanfeng went back when you were retreating, it seems that the Tianyang Imperial City was attacked by enemies, and he went back to help. He is now at the Spirit King Realm, and he is in the Imperial City. There will be no danger, boss, don't worry!"

wrong!

Jian Fengyun's gaze froze for an instant, and his face suddenly became heavy.

The Imperial City was attacked, and then Bei'an City was attacked, and more people came to attack than ever before. There must be a connection between the two.

"Fatty, how many days has it been since Bei'an City was attacked?" Jian Fengyun asked impressively.

When Wang Chuyuan heard this, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, and said, "Today should be the seventh day. If it wasn't for the group of people outside attacking for seven days in a row, how could the formation I had carefully prepared before be destroyed?"

When Jian Fengyun heard it, his eyes turned cold.
(End of this chapter)