The kung fu of those men in black was much higher than that of the men in black before. The mechanism at the entrance only injured a few people. The masters of Dugu Villa tried their best to resist the men in black.
The addition of the Feng brothers did not change the situation much.
The men in black swallowed the medicine one after another, and their skills greatly increased for a while.
Both sides suffered injuries, and it was difficult to determine the winner.
Feng Ziang and Feng Cangyue drew their weapons and joined the battle.
Wherever the sword in Feng Ziang's hand touched, the man in black was forced back. The man in black who had no time to jump out of the range of the sword's energy had a few more blood marks on his body.
This sword is really powerful. The others struggled to cope with the man in black one on one, but Feng Ziang was invincible.
It's just that the break-in time is still short, and I always feel that I can't get it right. This sword has its own ideas.
The man in black was beaten back by Feng Ziang and was left with scars.
Feng Ziang was not willing to fight, he fought back one group and immediately turned to another group.
The man in black was injured by the sword energy, and his offensive dropped sharply. Only then did the masters of Dugu Villa and the Feng family brothers gain a slight upper hand.
Even so, defeating the man in black would still result in heavy losses.
The entire manor was destroyed, all the flowers, plants and trees were trampled, and all the houses and pavilions were destroyed.
Between the ruins are the corpses of the men in black and the masters of Dugu Villa.
Although the Feng brothers survived, they were all scarred.
The Feng brothers supported each other and looked at the bodies of the masters of Dugu Villa. They blocked countless fatal blows from the men in black for the Feng brothers.
On top of the ruins, Dugujue was already at a disadvantage.
During this period, Zuo Zirui's uncle tried to snatch the sword from Feng Ziang's hand several times, but Dugujue tried his best to stop him. As a result, Zuo Zirui's uncle was seriously injured.
Uncle Zirui shouted loudly and struck out at Dugujue, who quickly retreated.
Uncle Zirui's palm turned and struck Feng Ziang head-on.
Behind Feng Ziang is his younger brother. He cannot hide or retreat.
Feng Ziang swung his sword forward, and the long sword pierced Uncle Zi Rui's palm. He was also kicked in the lower abdomen by Uncle Zi Rui. The long sword missed and fell to the ground.
Uncle Zirui pulled out the long sword in his palm and looked up to the sky laughing.
Feng Cangyue hurriedly treated her elder brother's injury, and the other brothers attacked Uncle Zirui together.
However, before they even made a move, they were forced back by Uncle Zi Rui's sword, and they all fell to the ground.
Uncle Zirui stood on the ridge of the collapsed roof, his pierced palm bleeding continuously. He touched the acupuncture points on his arm and bandaged them casually.
Looking at the sword in his hand, there was a proud and sinister smile on his face. With this sword, Zuo Zihan would definitely die.
Uncle Zirui calmed down and poured all his inner strength into the long sword. The long sword suddenly shone with golden light, and the sword energy increased greatly.
"Zuo Zihan, take your life." Uncle Zirui struck Dugu Jue's heart with his sword.
The sword energy suppressed Dugujue, making it impossible for him to escape, and the gleaming golden sword made him unable to open his eyes.
He seemed to hear the sound of a brass bell. The sound was not clear and crisp, but it was extremely familiar.
It was his son who came to take him on his way.
He heard a "ding" sound, the sword energy around him disappeared instantly, and there was no tingling feeling in his heart.
Dugujue slowly opened his eyes.
Shen Qingzhu stood in front of him, and Xiaowu of the Feng family stood in front of Shen Qingzhu.
In front of Feng Xiaowu, there was a man holding a jar in one hand and holding a long sword in Uncle Zirui's hand.
There was a bell tied around the man's waist, which was still shaking gently and making a muffled sound.
"Zihan, how are you?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang in his ears, and a hand was placed on Dugujue's wrist. It was King Annan Xian.
The man who blocked Uncle Zirui's sword was Lin Mufeng who hurried over.
Lin Mufeng exerted force on her arm, and Uncle Zirui was knocked away.
Lin Mufeng turned around and took off the mask on his face.
Dugujue saw that face clearly. It was an intact face, not his son.
Lin Mufeng handed the jar in her arms and the bell on her waist to Dugujue.
"He doesn't want you to kill too much."
Lin Mufeng turned around and walked towards Uncle Zirui step by step.
Dugujue hugged the jar tightly in his arms. He looked at the worried King Xian next to him, his only friend in his life.
"Where are the princess and the prince?"
"They are all very good." King Xian said as he prepared to heal Dugujue's injuries.
Dugujue took King Xian's hand and said, "No need."
"Zihan." King Xian burst into tears.
"Who's in the levee?"
"It's the junior sister of Zhuojiazhuang."
"It's all my fault." Dugujue looked at King Xian, at Lin Mufeng who was fighting with Uncle Zirui, and then at the two children in front of him who were blocking his sword, and somewhere in his heart suddenly became soft.
The moment Feng Xiaowu saw Lin Mufeng appear, his whole heart relaxed. Now he was relaxed and a mouthful of blood that had been suppressed spurted out.
"What are you doing here? Who asked you to come here?" Shen Qingzhu supported Feng Xunyun and scolded.
"He saved me, I can't watch him die in front of me." Feng Xunyun spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Yun'er, you don't want to die." Shen Qingzhu felt as if he had returned to his childhood. He was extremely afraid that Xiao Yun'er would leave him.
"If you marry me, I won't die." Feng Xunyun leaned in Shen Qingzhu's arms, feeling very distressed. He took medicine but it was of no use at all. He was afraid that he might not be able to survive this time.
"I will marry you, I will marry you, you don't want to die." Shen Qingzhu groped around in Feng Xunyun's arms, "Where is your medicine?"
"Are you so anxious to get married?" Feng Xunyun smiled hard, "So many people are watching."
"How long has it been and you are still not serious?" Shen Qingzhu cried angrily.
"Stop looking for it, it won't work." Feng Xunyun held Shen Qingzhu's hand, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Xiao Yun'er, I don't want you to die." Shen Qingzhu helped Feng Xunyun stand up with trembling hands, "I will pass on my inner strength to you. My adoptive father said that this can cure your heart disease."
The moment Feng Xunyun was helped up, Shen Qingzhu struck Feng Xunyun in the back of his heart with one hand before he could take action.
Feng Xunyun felt a warm current flow from his back into his heart, and the pain in his heart gradually eased.
"Father." Shen Qingzhu stood aside blankly.
Dugujue grabbed Shen Qingzhu with his other hand and put his palm against his back.
"Luck, concentrate." Dugujue ordered.
Feng Xunyun and Shen Qingzhu are slowly getting lucky.
Dugujue passed all his skills to Feng Xunyun and Shen Qingzhu. His whole body suddenly aged.
Dugujue lay dying in King Xian's arms.
"As long as you are alive, you will be fine."
"Father, foster father." Shen Qingzhu cried so hard that he couldn't help himself.
"You are all fine." Dugujue stretched out his hand to touch Shen Qingzhu's face, but there was no strength in his hand.
Shen Qingzhu put Dugujue's hands on his face. These hands had raised him up, but now they were leaving him.
"What I owe you to the Feng family, I will pay it back in my next life." After Dugujue finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
"I don't owe it anymore, I don't owe it anymore." Feng Xunyun said anxiously.
A line of tears fell from the corner of Dugujue's eyes, and he murmured the last sentence, "I'm sorry."
Then there was no interest.
King Xian hugged Dugujue, who was gradually getting colder, tightly, feeling extremely distressed.
Shen Qingzhu held Dugujue's hand and burst into tears.
The Feng brothers did not feel as relaxed and relieved as having their great revenge avenged.
Dugujue is not a victim. Who can he seek to avenge?