At the same time, Xiao Shi and Yuan Bao were fighting in full swing, and there were many people in black.
Just because Yuan Bao said, "Your Excellency, do you have any advice?", they focused all their main forces on him.
Xiao Shi's sword was very fast, as cold as a hellish Rakshasa, and his momentum alone intimidated a group of men in black.
Unexpectedly, they underestimated this woman.
In the darkness, a group of masked men saw that they were being chased by men in black. They originally wanted to pick up the slack and reap the benefits, but they did not expect that these men in black were so careless.
Seeing Nangong Yuanyi leading An Xiyue to escape from the encirclement.
The masked man asked, "Do you want to go out and stop them?"
The leading masked man said: "The master's order is only to delay time, not to take their lives."
"Now the men in black are at a disadvantage. If we don't go out, we might let them run away." The masked man said again.
Just as the men in black were about to give up, a bunch of masked men who were not afraid of death appeared and sandwiched them in the middle.
At this time, it seemed that two groups of people were surrounding them, making it impossible for them to escape.
The leader took a look at An Xiyue and confirmed that she was the head of Pingle County.
The leader nodded slightly towards the person he brought.
The men in black who were about to retreat just now saw another group of masked men coming, whether they were enemies or friends.
Seeing this, An Xiyue turned around and glanced at Nangong Yuanyi, saying, "Another group of people are here. Why are we so unlucky? It will be dark if we continue to fight with them."
It was so miserable to think that he had lived a life like this before, with assassinations everywhere.
Xiao Shi and Yuan Bao were entangled, and they were at a loss for what to do.
At this time, An Xiyue suddenly shouted to the masked man: "Great, our reinforcements are here, kill these men in black quickly."
The men in black were still hesitating whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, but when An Xiyue called out, they took the initiative and headed towards the masked man.
The masked man is naturally not someone who just stands and waits for death. The first conditioned reflex when encountering an enemy is to fight back the enemy's attack.
An Xiyue was also very responsive and took the opportunity to hit the horse, "Now it's your turn to control the rope and let them taste Yoona's seven-step pollen."
Nangong Yuanyi's soft sword was still dripping blood, and he immediately understood what An Xiyue meant. Suddenly, he reached out to hold her in his arms and held the rope tightly, "Thank you for your hard work in the snow."
Suddenly, a horse neighed.
Just as the horses were about to break through their encirclement, An Xiyue accurately sprinkled the seven-step pollen in her hand into the melee between the men in black and the masked men.
Ta Xue seemed to be very spiritual. He ran for a long distance before he was tired and stopped.
An Xiyue knew that Ta Xue had used all his strength with his momentum just now, and now he was not suitable for fighting anymore.
Almost at the same time, An Xiyue gave Nangong Yuanyi all the poison for the chaos: "It's up to you."
Nangong Yuanyi nodded, performed Qing Gong, and flew up with the help of his toes. He sprinkled all the medicinal powder into the masked man and the man in black. When the wind spread the medicinal powder, all the people on both sides were hit.
"Yuanbao, don't be obsessed with fighting, retreat quickly." Nangong Yuanyi said coldly.
Yuan Bao is tired from fighting, but Xiao Shi seems to be an iron man, and she has regarded the battlefield as a training ground.
In fact, if she continued to fight, she would be exhausted.
Yuan Bao grabbed Xiao Shi and put him on the horse. He sat behind her and said sternly: "Drive."
In an instant, dust was flying.
At this time, I saw that the men in black and the masked people were all poisoned by the poisonous powder. Some were poisoned by the itching powder and could no longer be used. They were already jumping with itchiness.
Some were infected with seven-step pollen, and they were fighting bloody battles. Not only did they take seven steps, they instantly developed sores on their bodies.
The masked man didn't care whether he was masked or not. He pulled off his mask and began to slap the painful area randomly.
