In front of his sight, a man and a horse were coming towards Juechen.
Black horses, people in white, black hair dancing wildly in the wind.
It was as if there was a red light surrounding his body as he came so fast.
"That's it?" The saint's eyes narrowed.
In this moment of slight daze, the man rushed forward on horseback.
At this speed, even the fastest war horse can't keep up!
"Lord Saint, is that a human? It's just a ball of fire!"
Beside him, the elder suddenly took a breath of air and his pupils widened.
The saint also saw it.
Yes, it is indeed a person, but not a person.
Because that person's eyes were blood red and not human eyes at all.
The red light all over his body turned out to be like a ball of fire when he got closer.
He was bare-handed, but his whole body seemed to be filled with thunder and storm.
In this way, one person and one horse rushed forward. The soldiers guarding in front noticed something strange and picked up the swords and arrows in their hands to resist.
Those broadswords and arrows in front of him were like small wooden sticks used by children to play with, vulnerable to a single blow.
There was a ping-ping-pong-pong, and those broadswords and long arrows were beaten to pieces.
And the defensive formation formed by those soldiers was instantly broken.
"The person who came here is evil, Holy Lady, what should I do?" The elder asked for help urgently.
The saint's face was also filled with astonishment. She raised her hand and said, "Don't be impatient. Let's take a look first!"
While the two were discussing quickly, the second city defense line was destroyed by Luo Fengtang.
There was already a big knife in his hand, and the knife was swung in his hand with bursts of cold light, burning people's eyes.
"They are both knives, but the power they exert in our hands is really different from the power they exert in his hands!"
The Saint murmured, her face still full of astonishment.
"This person looks familiar. Where have you seen him before?" She was racking her brains.
Beside, the elder’s frightened voice sounded again.
"I remembered, it's him, it's him!"
The saint exclaimed, and the expression on her face became a little weird.
That time, she led the Black Face Cult army to oppress Licheng. At that time, it was this person who charged into the rebel army one by one.
She didn't recognize him, but she heard his voice.
He is looking for a woman named Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing...
In my long-distant memory, everything about the village and my mother has become distant and blurry.
The memories made her feel cold and hateful.
However, every time she thought of that woman with whom she had only met once in the middle of the night, she would feel a little warm.
That's right, when she and her father were bullied by pork dealers in Wa City, it was the woman named Yang Ruoqing who helped her.
He also gave her two kilograms of pork!
It's a pity that she is destined not to be able to eat those two kilograms of pork.
"Lord Saint, what are you thinking of?" The elder's voice beside him had become more anxious.
While asking, he pulled the saint's sleeve and stepped back, because the layers of defense over there had been broken through.
The war is coming this way.
The saint was dragged back repeatedly, but her eyes were still fixed on the man who was surrounded by the rebels, but still moved in and out, calmly and elegantly.
Cold, indifferent, tall and handsome.
The well-trained soldiers under his command were able to drive Prince Nan's soldiers to hide in the mountains.
But at this moment, in front of this man, he was so vulnerable.
What shocked everyone was not only his extraordinary combat power, but also his momentum.
The blood-colored fire pupils made the whole body seem to be burning with a ball of flames.
Like Shura who climbed up from hell, blood stained the ground wherever he went.
The air was filled with the overwhelming smell of blood. Although the sun was shining above the head, it felt like being trapped in Avici Hell.
"Retreat, this man is too fierce, he doesn't even look like a human being. We have to hit him with swords and arrows, but it will have no effect..." The elder's voice came again.
The saint frowned.
When she hesitated for a moment, Luo Fengtang tore another hole in front of her.
On the ground, soldiers lay all over the ground, with various forms of death, which was horrifying!
"He must be possessed by an evil spirit. Send the order and retreat!" The saint did not dare to delay any longer and gave the order decisively.
This was what the elder was waiting for, so he fled in a hurry.
Because the saint herself was young, only eight years old, she was immediately picked up and ran away by a tall guard beside her.
She didn't even bother to get her black lotus throne.
Realizing that the other party was about to flee, Luo Fengtang over there let out an angry roar.
That voice, like a wild beast, pressed directly into everyone's heart.
"Quickly, let them trip his feet and protect the Holy Lady and retreat first!" After the elder gave the order, he quickly chased after the Holy Lady.
The soldiers at the back swarmed around Luo Fengtang. These people, who had been brainwashed by the sect's ideas, completely used their own flesh and blood as a wall.
Come and block Luo Fengtang so that the Saint and the Elder can have a chance to leave.
"You young people, aren't you looking for death?"
Luo Fengtang sneered, his blood-red eyes filled with contempt and disdain.
The swords and arrows in his hands were swung like a meat grinder, and he rushed towards them.
Kill gods when you meet them, kill Buddhas when you meet them, it seems that no one or anything in this world can stop you.
All the sieges and obstructions are nothing more than a mantis' arm blocking the cart, and are vulnerable to a single blow.
At this moment, Mt.
Yang Ruoqing stood on a high rock, her eyes following the familiar figure in the Black Lotus camp behind the thick smoke at the foot of the mountain.
Tangyazi?
Is it really him?
Oh my gosh!
She covered her mouth in excitement, unable to believe what she saw.
When he left Xiushui Town, he was still so sick that he couldn't get out of bed.
Why did he suddenly feel better after not seeing each other for two days?
Moreover, this fighting power seems to be several levels more powerful than before!
"Oh, isn't that your Fengtang? Tsk, isn't this too manly?"
Xiao Yaxue also came to Yang Ruoqing's side, put her hand on her forehead and looked down.
The terrain of Wuling Mountain is difficult, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but this area is full of hills and the altitude itself is not very high.
The two of them had good eyesight, and at the moment, the soldiers of the Black Lotus Sect at the foot of the mountain didn't even bother to add fuel to the fire.
The fire gradually became less intense than before, and the smoke also dispersed a lot.
"Qing'er, your family Fengtang's illness has recovered. She looks even worse. Look, that move is so awesome!"
"By the way, why haven't I seen him use these tricks before? When did you learn it? Qing'er, do you know?" Xiao Yaxue asked.
Yang Ruoqing had also been watching the movement at the foot of the mountain. When she heard Xiao Yaxue say this, she frowned.
"No, that's not Luo Fengtang!" she said.
