After only one encounter, Man Jianghong cut out seven swords and took his life.
Murong Shunhua, who was already at the end of his strength, even stood up at this moment after he fought hard to deal with the deputy leader. However, when he heard Qin Yun's voice, he burst out with an unprecedented desire to survive!
Her jade hand dripped blood, and she came out with a sword, sweeping away from Jiang Hong.
"After all, you didn't stop the leader from entering the pass, your deadline is approaching!"
"He's here!"
"Don't even think about living!" Her beautiful eyes were firm and she shone with new colors.
Man Jianghong continued to attack and was furious: "Hmph, it's too early to say this now!"
"Don't think I don't know. If you force your skills and your muscles and veins are broken, even if you can survive, your martial arts will be useless. It's a life of premature death!"
"That's your price!"
Murong Shunhua shouted: "So what?"
"At least I can see you kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy."
"Now it's not you who surround me, but I'm dragging you!"
Upon hearing this, Man Jianghong was shocked and couldn't help but look into the distance. Changsha tore the black clouds apart, and the emperor led the Jinyiwei to arrive.
"Are you scared?" Murong Shunhua scolded, trying to conquer his heart.
"Bang!"
The two swords collided and sparked, which was shocking.
From the entrance of the house to the entrance of the village, countless swords and swords were left, and there were even an inch-deep gullies on the ground!
Man Jianghong panicked with Qin Yun’s arrival!
"You crazy woman, you dare to hold on!"
"I won't play with you anymore, you're dead anyway!"
Murong Shunhua sneered, extremely sad and beautiful.
Her white clothes were constantly seeping into the blood, shocking, making her scalp numb and regretful.
What a splendid generation of sects, but they are going to be forced to reverse the heart, revive themselves, and fight for one another.
"You can't leave!"
She shouted loudly that the terrible sword light was even more illuminating than the moonlight, and was airtight, forming a sword net.
Puchi!
"ah!"
Man Jianghong screamed, and a hole was cut in his left hand.
He danced wildly with a grim expression: "Bitch, do you really want to die sooner?"
Murong Shunhua didn't speak, she was extremely cold. She had to keep that little strength until Qin Yun arrived.
Man Jianghong was completely angry!
My eyes are about to break!
He made the final blow.
He drew a sword and tied a sword flower, and the surging air flowed out of his body, sweeping around.
With all your strength, you will have the momentum to slash Huashan with great force.
Not to mention anything else, this sword has at least nearly a thousand kilograms of terrifying power.
Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes shrank, and there could be seen seeping blood on the corner of his mouth. Then he bit his red lips and raised his sword to block it!
Bang!
Murong Shunhua staggered back a few steps, her delicate body trembled, overwhelmed, and her face turned terrifyingly pale.
Zheng!
Her long sword penetrated the ground, stood firm and her long hair was floating, and she was extremely charming.
"What!"
"It's not dead!"
Man Jianghong's scarlet eyes were wide open, full of confusion, and then became angry and embarrassed!
Murong Shunhua was chased for so long and was seriously injured. Even the deputy leader retreated immediately and secretly recovered from his injuries.
But she can still hold on!
Man Jiang Hong's heart was ruthless and wanted to continue to move his sword.
I heard someone from the White Lotus Sect shouting: "Sir, retreat quickly!"
"Emperor, come..."
puff!
A steel knife pierced his heart, and his mouth widened, but he could not shout out the words in full, and the blood spurted out was still full of heat.
"not good!"
"Get back!"
Man Jianghong ordered, his whole face was filled with ugly words.
He glanced at Murong Shunhua and finally refused to retreat.
Thorn!
Qin Yun drew his sword, and blood sputtered on his face, like a devil.
His eyes were bloody!
His whole body trembles!
"Shunhua..."
It growled like a wild beast, with a tremolo, like a lion moaning and licking his wounds after being seriously injured.
"Thieves man..."
Murong Shunhua exclaimed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, gentle, sad and beautiful, and extremely gorgeous.
The Jinyiwei's hearts were all harshly pulled.
The next second, her blood-stained white clothes slowly tilted backwards.
"ah!!"
Qin Yun roared and hoarsely, a crisis of separation from life and death made him afraid!
Jumped off the horse, rushed towards Murong Shunhua, and used all her strength to finally catch her successfully the moment she fell down.
Bang!
He knelt on one knee and held him in his arms.
"Shunhua..."
His voice was slightly more swallowed, and he looked at the blood on her body and felt like a knife was cutting his heart.
"Thieves man..."
"I thought you wouldn't come."
She squeezed out a smile, and raised her slender jade palm hard, touching Qin Yun's cheek, and tears actually appeared at the corners of her eyes.
A couple of lovers, half a year away.
Reunion is a life-and-death crisis.
How can this calm people?!
Her long hair was blown like a butterfly shadow under the moon, and she wanted to say something, but the corners of her mouth kept bleeding, pale as if she was still in the wind.
The heavy eyelids were circling and slowly closed.
"Ah!!" He roared to the sky, his heart squeezed.
Pointing to the direction where Man Jianghong was retreating, he roared madly.
"Catch him!"
"I want to tear him to pieces, peel off his skin and bones, and never be reborn!"
"No one can kill him, I will slaughter him personally!"
The terrifying voice made the Jinyiwei and the imperial guards frightened.
Slaughtering is equivalent to killing a pig!
"yes!!"
At a speed visible to the naked eye, countless masters rushed towards the ground and the sky, and they would inevitably leave Man Jianghong.
Such a character like Mr. Feng got goosebumps when he saw this scene.
He first pointed more than a dozen acupoints on Murong Shunhua's body, and then took out the imperial imperial medicine from his arms to feed her.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, Empress Murong will not die, she is just weak."
Qin Yun raised his head suddenly, and the tears were obvious: "Really?"
Old Feng nodded heavily.
Then he said, "Your Majesty wait, and the old slave will come."
"No one who casts the sword can escape!"
After saying that, his hunched figure radiated murderous aura, and it seemed that it was shrouded in the cold air of his old man within a few miles.
Because of the taboo master like Mr. Feng, he could see at a glance how seriously Murong Shunhua was injured, and it was hard to imagine what kind of battle she had encountered before.
What will happen to her if His descendant is one second later?
The red hairs in the forest in the distance stood up and the pores were wide open.
Nervous expression: "Not good!"
"There is another master who is not inferior to Murong Shunhua, and even stronger!"
"The deputy leader is not here, run away!"
Feng Lao's voice was like a messenger of hell, resounding through the woods, sometimes far and sometimes near.
"Ha, you can't run away."
"The emperor has an order to take you back. No matter how bull-headed and horse-faced you are behind you, you can't take you away."
"You can't bear the wrath of your Majesty."
Suddenly.
Manjiang Hong's scalp was numb, and the White Lotus Sect members were frightened!
"escape!"
The sound is heartbreaking.
A private house in Chenjiagou.
Qin Yun carried Murong Shunhua in and placed it on the kang.
She woke up again, except for her weakness, there seemed to be no big problem, but this was not in line with common sense and made people more and more worried.
"I'm fine."
"How can you cry for me, a woman?"
She whispered lightly, a little blame-like, and was particularly beautiful.
Qin Yun could only smile bitterly. When the two looked at each other, the low and rough tiled house seemed a little warm at this moment.