Chapter 761
Feng Zhan's robe was already in tatters.

His body swayed around in the strong wind.

There was still an unruly smile on his face.

When facing the black mist, Feng Zhan is so calm, even though everyone thinks that his going is no different from going to death, but you can't see a trace of fear on his face.

Yes, only contempt.

"Your Highness, you are Yun Chaoguo's hope, so please don't let anything happen to you."

"Your Highness! If the Holy Master knows that we have not taken good care of you, then the subordinates will stay in the Jiuling Sect with peace."

"Your Highness, don't be brave!"

The corner of Feng Zhan's mouth was stained with blood.

This black mist is really witty enough, even knows how to use the wheel tactics.

Feng Zhan looked at the horizon, the sky there was blood red.

"Ye Shuai, have you seen that piece of sky?"

"what?"

Ye Qingfeng was stunned, and followed Feng Zhan's fingers to look at the half of the blood-red sky.

Feng Zhan looked down at the many soldiers killed and injured under the city, and felt a sense of tragedy in his heart.

"Ye Shuai, my lords, if I, Feng Zhan, shrink back at this moment, how can I be worthy of those soldiers. This sky is dyed red by the blood of the soldiers."

The soldiers of Yun Chaoguo, they are also ordinary people with flesh and blood, and behind them, there are also pairs of eager eyes that look forward to their return.

They dedicated the most precious time and years of their lives to Yun Chaoguo. As a monarch, why should his life be more precious than theirs?
Feng Zhan couldn't convince himself to leave.

"In the funeral night, everyone will be weak, but I, Feng Zhan, actually took the position of the prince, then I don't deserve to be weak, and there is no way back."

"If this hall dies, there is no need to miss it. Eldest sister is also capable. She will definitely handle Yun Chaoguo properly."

As for yourself?

The only thing Feng Zhan regrets is that he didn't cherish the time with his mother, elder sister, and father before this.

As for the father in memory, the father who was like a fairy, if he died in this battle, maybe he would still meet him on the road to the underworld.

"Little Highness!"

"Go away!"

Feng Zhan tried his best to charge up again, this time, he didn't hide his wound anymore, because during the previous battle, Feng Zhan found that the black mist was evil, and he was extremely afraid of his own blood.

His own blood seemed to have a burning power.

Those black mist will turn into black smoke when they encounter their own blood, and then disappear completely.

Faced with so much miasma, it is obvious that he cannot completely eliminate it by himself, but if he blew himself up, the blood in his body would definitely become the brightest bloodthirsty flower on this border.

At that time, more than half of the black mist will be damaged, and time will be delayed so that mother can rush to the border and find a way to subdue these evil spirits.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

As soon as Feng Zhan showed such an evil smile, Ye Qingfeng's heart tightened for no reason.

This scene seems familiar. When he attacked the city together with Feng Qingchen, every time he showed such a smile, something bad would happen, and Feng Qingchen would also do unexpected crazy things afterwards. move.

The memories are overlapping, Feng Zhan in front of him is just like Feng Qingchen back then.

Feng Zhan turned around and smiled at everyone.

Then he said: "Everyone, if you can go back, help me tell my eldest sister and mother that Feng Zhan did not embarrass my father."

"Little Highness!"

"Little Lord!"

Feng Zhan's eyes narrowed, and a cold light shone all over the place.

It actually made the surrounding air pressure drop a lot.

Then, Feng Zhan raised the sword in his hand, but instead of slashing at the black mist, the sharp sword was clearly aimed at the center of his palm.

The sharp sword slashed, and a burst of blood gushed out.

Feng Zhan's fresh blood carried a piercing coldness and the scorching heat of the sun, and the black mist that touched the fresh blood actually let out a scream.

Obviously only Feng Zhan was fighting the black mist, but the black mist seemed to be swallowed alive, and it kept screaming horribly.

"Your Highness's blood? It can completely wipe out that black mist evil spirit!"

"But the black mist is huge, how can your Highness handle it?"

Bone Chew lowered his head, suppressed his voice and said: "He may not plan to come back alive this time."

"Little Highness!"

The remaining Huanglin soldiers below all picked up their spears and rushed towards the formation.

The monarch they serve is still so brave and fierce. As dead servants, how can they be greedy for life and afraid of death.

Zongye and the others looked at each other and nodded, then smiled knowingly and joined the battle.

Just as Feng Zhan said, they were undoubtedly sent to death when they got involved in the black mist.However, these soldiers still rushed in one after another.

"Your Highness, we are here to save you!"

Feng Zhan never places his life and death on others, nor does he get too close to other strangers.

But at this time, he was fighting in front of him. Those soldiers, those former generals of his father, knew that they would die when they came, but they still rushed forward for their own sake.

Hei Wu had to devote all his energy to deal with the army that suddenly entered, so he naturally didn't have so many main forces to deal with Feng Zhan.

The addition of these soldiers is still useful.

However, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Those soldiers were sucked into the black mist, and then blood overflowed, and they died tragically on the spot. It can be said that there are countless casualties on this battlefield.

"Your Highness, we - come to help you -"

"Go! You all go!" Feng Zhan and Hei Wu's eyes were red, but they couldn't stop the footsteps of the soldiers behind them, so they had to watch them die one by one in the black mist, before his eyes.

"You! Let's go!"

"Our mission is to protect His Highness—"

"This is the responsibility of the Huanglin Army—"

"It's also the obligation of the Jiuling faction—"

"It's the entrustment entrusted to me by Brother Feng—"

In the next moment, a more violent black mist swept towards everyone.

And what is incredible is that at this time, behind the city, there are three beams of light, directly passing through the crowd, rushing towards the direction of the black mist.

Cyan, red, blue, three beams of light, like three pillars of flame, avoided the soldiers on the battlefield, and hit the center of the black mist.

At this time, the black mist actually made a lot of sounds of fear.

This sound was more intense than the screams he had made when he was fighting Feng Zhan before.

All the soldiers heard the words of the black mist clearly.

"Huang Yan—Shangshen—"

"The aura of—His Highness——"

(End of this chapter)

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