She didn't understand martial arts and couldn't clearly see their moves. She only knew that if she was struck by these swords, she would either die or be seriously injured.
Nothing will happen to you, absolutely not!
She grasped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, and stared at the green shadow under the heavy light and shadow with her big eyes.
Facing the violent attack of dozens of swords, he responded calmly. Just as two long swords were about to stab his chest, he saw his sleeves fluttering slightly, followed by two snaps, and the two long swords were about to stab his chest.
The sword broke in response, and the two men holding the sword were shot out into the crowd. They hit the high wall not far away and bounced hard to the ground, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of their lips.
No one has enough time to pay attention to them.
Feng Ba moved slightly, and sent out a palm with his left hand, swatting away the two people who were attacking from the left. With five fingers of his right hand, he grabbed the long sword closest to him, and with a stroke of sword energy, he used offense as defense.
Blocking several streaks of sword light, he sent out the long sword and stabbed a person on the right. He pointed his toes, jumped high, swept, kicked and kicked, and then there were three more silhouettes.
Shoot out.
These movements were done in one go and were almost perfect. Yang Xi, who had seen him use force for the first time, was so enchanted that his eyes lit up. This figure, this style, this movement, this gesture, it was so beautiful, so beautiful...
..Fighting can be so incredibly beautiful!
This beauty was so beautiful that her heart was intoxicated, hot, and aching...
As the green shadows flew, so-called masters flew out of the battle circle one after another. Either their meridians were shattered or their internal organs were torn apart.
Feng Ba jumped up high, his long hair flying wildly, and his clothes fluttering. He looked coldly at the dozen or so figures following him. He suddenly opened and closed his palms, using his inner strength as sword energy, and with a brush, invisible sword energy was drawn.
Making a perfect arc, the people following in that circle were immediately thrown far away.
"Murong Xi, is this all you have?" He stood on a tall tree with his cold eyes, sweeping across the thousands of troops inside and outside the General's Mansion. His expression was indifferent, like a god overlooking everything.
Murong Xi stared at him closely, with a flash of fear and a flash of hatred.
This Feng Ba, he is not a human, he is a devil! Devil!
If we don’t get rid of him today, he will never have peace! He will never have peace!
"Whoever captures him, I will grant him a city!" He said coldly. As he spoke, his body could not help but tremble slightly. It was anger, hatred, and fear.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and dozens of figures leaped up, full of sword energy, pointing at Feng Ba. More than a hundred guards in the general's palace clenched the hilts of their swords, and were about to fight, but they heard Feng Ba
Ba coldly said: "Those who help will be dealt with according to military law."
Hearing this, although they were unwilling to do so, they could only hold the handle of the knife heavily with their palms and silently watch the melee on the treetops.
Countless figures were shot away, and countless figures and swords joined the battle! This was obviously to use up the last bit of Feng Ba's strength in a wheel battle!
Murong Xi has tens of thousands of masters. If one group dies, another group will immediately replace him. No matter how much Feng Bali conquers the mountains and rivers, there will always be a moment when he runs out of breath. If this continues, he will be seriously injured.
in the sword.
Feng Sufu gritted his teeth, and suddenly, with a whoosh, he drew out his long sword and strode forward. The military law dealt with it. The worst he could do was get hundreds of military sticks from him. He was dressed in copper skin and iron bones, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it? This
Under such a situation, there was no way he could watch his most beloved brother being injured at the hands of these shameless people!
He was holding a long sword and was about to jump forward, but Yang Xi beside him gently pulled him back. "Don't go."
"He will be injured!" How could she not be worried? He saw with his own eyes that she was so frightened that she hugged Feng Ba and refused to let him fight!
"You can't go!" She looked at him steadily. Although there was deeper worry and fear in her eyes than his, her tone was extremely firm.
Maybe she didn't know what Feng Ba was planning, but from his eyes and actions, she understood that he was stalling for time!
"Don't go." She pulled him hard again, her expression firm. "Believe him."
Believe him! How could he not believe him! He knew all his plans! But, he couldn't bear to see him get hurt!
Yang Xi's calmness was something he had not expected. The trust in her eyes when she looked at Feng Ba was something he had never seen before. She believed in him unconditionally! She had never even participated in this plan.
His long fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and then slowly released it. Looking up at the green shadow, his heart tightened.
Believe him!
After another round of fierce fighting, the dust has settled. Feng Ba is still looking down at everything from a high position, the coldness of the corners of his lips has not diminished. "Murong Xi, I have devoted all my efforts to Dayan, but you can't tolerate me. I spent half my life in the army, and you are the only one."
Treat each other like this!”
With two searching sounds, two green leaves flew out from his fingertips and shot straight towards Murong Xi on horseback with lightning speed.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and before they even had time to react, two green leaves came to Murong Xi.
"Ignorant junior, how can I allow you to be arrogant in front of the Holy Master?"
A thunderous sound rose from the ground, and the momentum of the two green leaves suddenly slowed down. They almost passed by the side of Murong Xi's face, leaving two shallow blood marks.
Murong Xi was so panicked that he forgot about the injury on his face for a moment, staring at Feng Ba on the treetops as if he were a ghost, and the two figures, one yellow and one gray, that appeared out of thin air.
Holy Monk of Beiliang!
Yang Xi had never heard of these two people, but everyone else present was breathless! The names of these two people were like thunder.
There are three peerless masters in the world, the Western Region Gu Master, the Nanshan layman, and the Northern Liang Saint Monk who has always been inseparable and merged into one. In order to deal with Feng Ba, Murong Xi actually tried every means to invite the world-famous Northern Liang Saint Monk!
No matter how good Feng Ba's martial arts skills are, he will eventually become famous on the battlefield. Once he meets a real master, I'm afraid...
Feng Sufu raised his sword, and could no longer hold back any longer. He jumped up in a flash.
"Stay with her." A cold and angry growl followed by an invisible pressure, and his body was pressed down hard.
Feng Sufu's body was imprisoned by Feng Ba's internal power. He roared like a trapped animal, and the corners of his eyes flickered. Finally, the internal power he had just gathered was released. The invisible pressure on his body was released as his internal power was released.
Suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Feng Ba's skill has increased to another level, making it difficult for him to resist within one move. However, he is facing the top three masters in the world. No matter how fast he improves and how high he practices, how can he resist!
As his mind was spinning, he heard the holy monk in yellow give a cold smile and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how high the sky is, but today I will teach you how to respect the king."
No more words are needed. When masters compete with each other, except for the winning or losing based on their moves, everything else is nonsense!
With a loud sound, the inner breath cut through the sky and rushed directly to Feng Ba's face.
What is a master? This is it!
His inner breath was long-sounding, invisible and shadowless, but he was in front of Feng Ba in an instant.