Mei Fei Shi Wu, Wang Ye, don't come here

Chapter 95 096 Meng Xuanfeng Injured

The flames danced, long shadows were drawn on the ground, and the sound of fighting could be heard endlessly.

Although Meng Xuanfeng's martial arts is not good, but because of the loyalty of the guards around him, Meng Xuanfeng's body flexibility is not bad, and his movements are fairly dexterous.

I didn't expect that the three-legged cat kung fu could withstand it for so long, and since he just blocked a hundred with one, the masked man in white seemed a little tired, and his movements were not as brave as they were at the beginning.

Seeing that the man's movements were a little slow, Meng Xuanfeng's face unconsciously showed undetectable joy: "Huh, you actually underestimated this king? You are at a disadvantage now! This king's martial arts are not inferior to any Eastern Continent generals." Nangong Chen!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" A sword slashed obliquely, and then turned around, and the man's sword directly pierced the heart of the person who just spoke.

Meng Xuanfeng turned around and stepped on the railing, dodging the sharp sword piercing his heart with a flying body.

"Meng Xuanfeng be careful!" Just as Meng Xuanfeng was complacent, Nangong Yingxin's reminder came from behind him.

But the man's sword turned and slashed directly at his face, Meng Xuanfeng froze for a moment and immediately backed away.Fortunately, Nangong Yingxin reminded him that Meng Xuanfeng escaped the sword that almost hit his face, but a few strands of black hair were cut off by the sword.

The move that was supposed to hurt Meng Xuanfeng was missed by Nangong Yingxin's reminder. The masked man in white caught a glimpse of Nangong Yingxin over there, and suddenly turned around, aiming the sword in his hand at the man standing not far away. woman.

Facing the sudden scene, Nangong Ying was startled, turned around, and wanted to grab the man's sword.The sword energy was like a rainbow, Nangong Ying's eyes flashed sharply, she took off most of the opponent's strength, and was about to take the man's sword, but at this moment, there was a sharp pain in his chest like a bug bite.

As her eyes dazzled, Nangong Yingxin's footsteps faltered a bit, and the masked man's sword directly pierced her heart.

A ray of light passed by, and the sharp sword was as gorgeous as peach blossoms.

The bright blood stained Nangong Yingxin's clothes red, seeing the deep red, Nangong Yingxin instinctively struck out with a palm.The masked man in white stepped back a few steps, the sword in his hand supported the man's body slightly, and the other hand covered his chest, with a pain that was hard to hide on his face.

Nangong Yingxin supported the person in front of him, and looked straight at the masked man kneeling on one knee, with a bit of sternness in his eyes.

The masked man supported himself with his sword, stood up again, and the sword in his hand wanted to attack Meng Xuanfeng and Nangong Yingxin who were standing opposite him again.But as soon as the sword in his hand was raised, his hand trembled slightly. The man glanced around and took back the sword in his hand: "Since someone is helping you, hmph, I'll let you go this time!"

After the man finished speaking, he put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, jumped up, climbed up the eaves, and disappeared into the night.

"Meng Xuanfeng, how are you?" As soon as the man left, Nangong Yingxin immediately looked at Meng Xuanfeng whose clothes were stained with blood.

"Why does this king feel sticky?" Meng Xuanfeng looked up at Nangong Yingxin with difficulty, his lips were a little pale.

Nangong Yingxin didn't speak. At this moment, she could feel the stickiness of the hand supporting Meng Xuanfeng, and a thick smell of blood wafted in the surrounding air.

"Ben...this king...is this king going to die?" Meng Xuanfeng looked up at the startled woman with a bit of resentment in his peach blossom eyes.

"You'll be fine!" Nangong Yingxin shook Meng Xuanfeng's hand even though he said it.

"You...you don't lie...you lied to me!" Meng Xuanfeng lowered his head with difficulty, and looked at the blood on Nangong Yingxin's body, "Ben...this king knows...knows that this is the sky... Jealousy...this king...unbelievable, peerless beauty!" Meng Xuanfeng passed out as soon as he finished speaking.

(End of this chapter)