Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 139 The Jedi Counterattack (4)
With an order, the sword was unsheathed, the blood was stained with rain and mist, and the thunder and lightning roared and screamed.

The blood flooded over the potholes in the mountain road, and in a short while, the imperial forest army fell all over the ground, their uniforms were stained with blood, and faint lines appeared one after another.

There is only one person, wearing a navy blue armor, holding a sword and watching with cold eyes. He let the dark men in black slash and kill with his sword, let the entire imperial forest army be wiped out, and any sword pierced the curtain of the soft sedan chair.

It is Dayan's first commander-Yan Wusting.

Suddenly, the shadow of the sword was cold and solemn, and besides the dark men in black, a layer of figures quickly surrounded them, each dressed in dark red clothes, and then only heard the sound of swords piercing into bones, coming menacingly, the man at the head alone was dressed in white, with a Weak.

It turned out that the oriole was behind...

The two sides fought each other, and the bloody wind was engulfed for a long time.

Suddenly, the assassin in black slashed open the sedan door with a sword, and a figure rolled out of the sedan. The dark man stabbed with his sword, and then, with a scream, the sword was about to fall...

With lightning and flint, the sword was thrown horizontally, and the arm holding the sword was chopped off. The blood spattered for three feet before falling to the ground, followed by a soft murmur from the man in white.

"Wen Qi."

Amidst the sound of clanging swords and stabs, the slightly trembling voice was warm, like a sudden spring breeze.

"Cover the master."

With a sudden order, the men and horses in dark red suits quickly changed formation, surrounding the man in white and the woman who fell to the ground tightly. The man stretched out his hand, his slender fingertips were clearly defined, and he said: "Leave with me."

The man in the dark red costume blocked the black-clothed killer, and suddenly, a figure flew into the encirclement.

"My master has an order, whoever ruins her good deeds," said a stiff and cold voice without any ups and downs, following the sound of the sword being unsheathed, pointing at the man with the tip of the sword, "Death."

The man in white made a move, pointing his sword at Yan Wusting.

The move and attack stirred up the blood-stained rain on the ground, which splashed on the face of the woman on the ground. She trembled all over and shrank on the ground. She raised her head suddenly, clenched her teeth, and uttered the words tremblingly and vaguely.

"Excuse me, life."

She said, forgive me...

The man in white was stunned, staring at the person on the ground, she raised her eyes, trembling under the thunder and lightning, her face was full of horror, she was even unconscious, she knelt down, but begged clearly: "Don't, don't kill me."

If it was Wen Qi, even if the knife was on the neck, even if she was insane, as long as she was breathing, she would kill, murder, and even bury a few people with her, she would definitely not beg for mercy.

She is not Wen Qi...

The man in white suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes fixed on Yan Wusing, "Who is your master?"

The first commander of Dayan, the entire imperial army was annihilated, and he was killed alone, not sent away, what he respected was: Kill without pardon... Let this black-clothed dead soldier go on a killing spree, and take the lives of the people in the sedan chair.

Yan Wusingly said, "Wen Qi."

Some people want to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, while others will use their tricks. It turns out that it's a game within a game...

The man in white raised his lips, retracted his sword, and said, "Withdraw."

boom -

Lightning flashed and thunder struck, and the white light flashed past, reflecting the face of the man in white. He was as gentle as jade, weak and graceful, and he was the Eighth Young Master of the Wen family...

The roar resounded throughout the Yan Palace, and the rain beat the palace lanterns outside the Yanqing Palace, flickering and flickering, making people frightened.

In the hall, there was a blue lantern, and figures were moving back and forth, and Emperor Yan's eyes were full of anxiety.

"What time is it?"

Jin Gonggong said: "Go back to the emperor, it's three quarters."

It's been an hour on Yueya Peak, and it's time for the dust to settle...

(End of this chapter)