I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

But at the moment the mood is heavy.

"Master, I didn't expect that today will be the last time with you. In the future, Pumpkin may not be able to sit by your side, and may not be able to serve you anymore."

Pumpkin closed his eyes, then opened them again in a split second.

But when he opened it, his eyes were filled with determination.

The true energy in his body began to run wildly.

The momentum is constantly accumulating.

For a moment, many thoughts came to his mind.

The opponent's move must be because of his status as the commander of the Northern Camp.

And all kinds of news about Wang Xuan's return to the royal city were flying all over the sky, and finally someone couldn't help but jumped out and started to attack.

Weakening the strength of the Northern Camp is the first step in dealing with Emperor Xuan.

Wang Xuan had just been to the North Camp, and the enemies behind the scenes had already bared their fangs.

"Shhhhhh."

In an instant, the sky was covered with arrows.

Pumpkin's body also rushed towards the next room like a bolt of lightning.

Some people in the northern camp were shot by arrows and fell to the ground.

Someone rushed in the direction the arrow came from.

The peaceful street turned into a Shura field in an instant.

The pumpkin's body shattered a wooden window, and the moment the window shattered, a killer who was hiding behind the window was thrown flying with one punch.

Inside the room, there was a man in black with two swords on his back, with a cold face and sarcasm in his eyes.

"You can find my location in an instant. You are very good, but it is a pity that you are still going to die."

Luowang Tianzi-level killer, one of the six sword slaves, sprites.

What he holds is the male and female double swords among the eight swords of the king of Yue.

"Kill me, the young master will avenge me."

Pumpkin said coldly.

The moment he saw the sprite, Pumpkin knew that he would surely die today.

As the captain of the Northern Camp, how could he not understand those powerful masters in Xianyang City.

Tianzi-level killers are all fourteenth-rank strongmen.

Ten pumpkins are also doomed.

"Soon your young master will meet you next door."

"Just because of you, you want to kill my young master, you are not even worthy to carry his shoes."

The punch is like a dragon, and it is thrown forward.

Pumpkin's momentum soared, at this moment, like a vicious tiger seeing its prey, it ruthlessly pounced on the sprite.

Even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of meat from the enemy.

This punch was mixed with the tiger's reluctance to fall into a trap, ferocity and determination.

Even if I am doomed to die, I will never accept my fate.

The power of the pumpkin at this moment is no less than that of the eleventh rank.

Under the eruption of fist power, he even hit the pinnacle of his life.

If he could throw such a punch in the military camp, Pumpkin would be very proud to say that Lao Tzu is a genius.

However, even the tenth rank is still too weak for a sky-level killer.

Sprite smiled coldly.

He didn't even pull out the double swords behind him, but just took a light step forward.

Just like a dam blocking the river, the Pumpkin Seed Fist was blocked in an instant.

The next moment, the sprite used his finger as a sword and tapped on the pumpkin's fist.

There was a crackling sound from the fist.

A peerless swordsman, everything can be a sword, there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, no sword is better than having a sword.

Of course, this is actually a very pretentious statement. If you have a sword, you have a sword, and if you don't have a sword, you don't have a sword.

If no sword is better than having a sword, then you don't need any famous sword rankings, let alone any famous swords, just find a branch.

Of course, for the monster at this moment, two fingers are enough.

"boom."

The pumpkin's body flew backwards.

He smashed through the window and fell into the street before stopping in embarrassment, his arms hanging limply.

The bone was broken by the opponent's blow, and the whole arm could not be used.

The ghost slowly pushed open the door of the house and went out.

The fighting on the street continued.

There was a bit of strangeness in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the pumpkin, which was only the tenth rank, blocked his blow.

Although the price paid was extremely tragic, it was surprising enough.

Pumpkin stared at the other party tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were fierce and unyielding.

But the next moment, the sprite had disappeared in place, and reappeared in front of Pumpkin.

There was no time for the pumpkin to make any resistance, and its body flew upside down again, smashing hard onto the street.

There was even more blood gushing from the chest, and he could no longer get up.

Spooky stood where the pumpkin was just now, looking at the struggling pumpkin with a cold face, with an undisguised sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Those who do not reach the fourteenth rank are like ants in his eyes, and the struggle of ants will not make him feel any pity.

He couldn't even let him have much emotional fluctuations.

Pumpkin is just one name on the list to be killed.

If you want to blame him, blame him for being in the wrong camp, if you want to blame him, blame him for being the commander of the northern camp and that person's servant.

Just when the ghost was about to completely end the life of this ant, the bleak autumn wind suddenly turned violent on the bloody streets, and the dead leaves on the ground were rolled up and swirled one after another.

At the end of the street, a young man with a long gun was looking at everything in the alley with cold eyes.

When Wang Xuan went upstairs with Zi Yan in his arms, he sensed a breath leaving.

At first he didn't care, thinking that some force sent him to monitor him, but soon he realized that something was wrong.

The other party walked in a hurry, and even accidentally leaked his breath, which seemed to be very important.

In the end, Wang Xuan, who was puzzled in his heart, left Xingchun Tower and chased after him.

Fortunately, he chased after him, otherwise he would have only seen the cold corpse of Pumpkin.

Looking at the pumpkins lying in a pool of blood, and the corpses strewn all over the street.

Wang Xuan only felt that the blood in his heart was surging upwards, and there was a monstrous killing intent brewing, and he wanted to vent it out.

"Wang Xuan."

There was a bit of fear in the sprite's eyes.

Don't look at what he said earlier that he would send Emperor Xuan and Pumpkin to meet underground, but how could he do it alone.

"Take him."

After the words fell, the members of the countless nets around pulled their bows and crossbows.

One after another, the dark arrows covered the sky and covered the sun, and they moved towards Emperor Xuan's position like dark clouds.

But the next moment, the world seemed to stand still.

The arrows that were about to fall were frozen in the air one after another, as if frozen.

"I originally thought that the snare operation would be carried out secretly, but I didn't expect that you guys were openly robbing and killing the generals of the Northern Camp, and they were still mine."

Wang Xuan's icy voice echoed in the alley.

"Sometimes I think, after all, Luowang is His Majesty's intelligence agency. Many times, even I have to use some gentle means to take into account the influence of the government and the opposition, but now I know how wrong I am. Tell the villain That's right, it's just stupid."

"So what do you want to do?"

Sprites stared at Wang Xuan firmly.

He now has the urge to turn around and run, but he doesn't move.

In his eyes, Wang Xuan was no different from a tiger, running away would only make him die faster.

He just hoped to delay a little more time, so that other people in Luowang would be aware of what was going on here and come to the rescue.

After all, Wangcheng is the headquarters of Luowang.

"I want to kill you first, and then twist Zhao Gao's head off."

Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze was filled with a bone-chilling chill.

The next moment, the true energy in Wang Xuan's body began to circulate crazily.

The wind around him was getting stronger and stronger, and the fallen leaves in the ground were completely rolled up.

Together with those crossbow bolts that were frozen in the air, they also spun crazily along with the fallen leaves.

Not only those crossbows, but also the swords in the hands of countless members of the net began to tremble, as if they were summoned from somewhere, and wanted to fly away.

"Boom."

next moment.