Among these remnant soldiers, there are also many good ones that Jiuchongquan had deployed previously. The two men came forward to attack, and Subiezhi returned his sword to greet them, but he felt a burst of pressure.
At the critical moment, Head He and others rushed out from the crowd. When Subiezhi hesitated, they arrived at the same time, and the next ones attacked.
Subiezhi drew his sword and returned, instantly seeing Jiuchongquan following closely behind. The flying posture, Jiuzhongquan's clothes and hair flying freely, just like a devil from the dark night hell, ferocious and terrifying.
Leng Ran glanced at each other and was struck by the sharp edge of the halberd. The plain-colored sword whirled around with a sword, and the plain-colored sword was blown away like snow, and it took the killing move of Jiuchongquan.
Yue Shenchen and Kou Wufu also came to help. Seeing the swarming bandits, the unsettled coalition forces were instantly at a disadvantage. The two of them used their abilities to form a firm mainstay in the crowd.
At the foot of Fengji Mountain, the crowd was fighting. The reinforcements of the Chezi Division, which were stationed on the hills outside Qingyuan, also began to outflank them from the outside.
Among the dense forests and canyons, Dongfang Shiming placed the Haoxinhu Meteor Iron, led a group of reinforcements, and quickly rushed to Qingyuan Horse Market.
Listening to the horn sound all over the mountain just now, the Jiuche Xiaoying army who came to support must have surrounded the entire Qingyuan realm. If so, those extremely vicious guys might endanger the safety of the people in Ma City.
They cannot allow this.
After running around and fighting for days, they felt exhausted at this moment. But now that matters are pressing, they have no time to stop.
In Moyu Knife Studio, the weak Bai Rong also anticipated such a crisis.
He immediately struggled to get up from the hospital bed, holding on to the wall and walked outside the room.
He must order all the disciples of Zhai to go to Qingyuan Horse Market to protect the local people!
There is a huge Qingyuan territory with a radius of tens of miles. The peace of the past is no longer there, and the figures on the mountain tops are shaking, and they are plunged into a prairie fire of war.
As the war spread, Subiezhi deliberately guided Jiuchongquan away from the crowd, fighting fiercely all the way to the deserted forest.
A collision caused the tree to fall to the ground and crack. The two distanced themselves, and were shocked by the aftermath, each injured.
"This time, I'm really happy." Su Biezhi casually opened the white branches of Aconitum and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Jiuchongquan bowed as if ready to attack. Hearing what he said, he sneered and showed his sharp teeth.
"Nine Flags Envoy, right?" Subiezhi was not in a hurry to make a move, but continued to say unhurriedly, "In other words, there are four others as powerful as you. Jiuche Xiaoying is indeed not bad."
Jiuchongquan lowered his halberd and slowly stood up: "Shadow Lord Hegemony will not allow you to block the way."
Subiezhi scratched his head: "I don't know what your shadow master is like. But you just became his cannon fodder. It feels really worthless."
There was a hint of anger in Jiuchongquan's eyes, but his experience on the battlefield prevented him from attacking rashly.
He raised his head coldly and said in an arrogant tone: "Such a problem is not something you are qualified to worry about."
"But you probably can't beat me." Subiezhi chuckled, "I have been lying in wait for thirty years, but in the end I didn't even make it out of the Qingyuan Realm alive. What does your film master think about your loyalty?"
"It's still unclear who will win." The Jiuchongquan flag envoy's arrogance prevented him from easily falling into Subiezhi's aggressive tactics.
"That's right." Subiezhi saw that he was uncompromising and actually gave in. "Your reinforcements have also arrived. This game is far from being finalized."
"But...you actually want to involve so many people in Qingyuan. It's really an unpardonable crime."
Astonishingly, I saw the eyebrows and peaks of Subie's branches suddenly converged, and the sword sounded loudly, illuminating the darkness.
"The judgment of black and white will leave no evil behind." He swiped his hand casually, and instantly thousands of sword shadows formed out of thin air behind him, ready to go.
Jiuchongquan's face was gloomy, and at the same moment, the halberd on his back was stained with blood.
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In the desert and yellow dust, on the far side, the treatment to save Fu Yunge is still going on.
Looking out the window, it was already dawn, Poinsettia rubbed her sore eyes, and closed an old medical book.
Stacked in front of him was the entire collection of materials in the old doctor's medical clinic. The old doctor couldn't bear the drowsiness anymore and went to rest first. Poinsettia stayed up alone to read at night, looking for possible solutions to the current predicament.
In fact, he had already made an inference about this strange air flow. From the moment he saw the "Thirteen Notes of Yunji" that Fu Yunge carried with him, the sixth form that jumped into his eyes suddenly opened his unexplained thoughts.
The most likely thing is that Fu Yunge tried to study the sixth form of "Qi Po Yun Mansion" on his own during his absence.
The "Qi Po Yun Mansion" style was what he was worried about at that time. Therefore, at that time, he turned to teach the magic of Fuyunge, just to avoid the disadvantages caused by eager for quick success.
The current situation is probably because Fu Yunge had previously tried to learn this style on his own, but his Yuan Gong was slightly lacking, so he never succeeded. After his encounter in the desert, his meridians became stronger. If he studied again at this time, he should be able to successfully break through.
But it was this last step that happened to encounter such a tragedy.
This time, two powerful Yuan Gong entered the body, stimulating the foundation in Fu Yunge's body on the spot. The remaining Qi lost the control of his consciousness and was pulled by the previous meridian foundation, forming a barrier to protect the heart.
Although this does hinder the deterioration of the injury to a certain extent, it also blocks the effectiveness of the medicine from entering, making timely treatment impossible. This natural protective energy actually became the main culprit that put Fu Yunge's life on the line.
The true energy has been blended with the blood, and it cannot be destroyed at will, otherwise Fu Yunge's life may not be saved.
