Feng Yun took a few steps, frowning and thinking.

Thinking of the anomalies during this period, some strange orders from Vice-Chief Yan.

There is also the report from Prime Minister Wu about the Night Demon some time ago.

His eyes flashed with confusion, and after a long time, he sent a message to Yan Nan: "My subordinate Feng Yun reported to Vice Chief Yan that there is an unexpected situation in the southeast. For some reason, the leader of Yixin Sect, Yin Shen Palace, went deep into the direction of Bibo City.

, was surrounded and suppressed by all the forces of the Guardian's southeast headquarters..."

While posting this, I thought in my mind: Vice Chief Master Yan seems to have some other arrangements for Yinshen Palace, and there is always a feeling that he is particularly valued.

I just took this opportunity to test it out.

Not long after the message was sent.

Yan Nan's instructions came.

"Rescue the Yinshen Palace at all costs!"

Yan Nan immediately became anxious. What the hell... Yin Shen Palace cannot die now! If he dies, all arrangements for the southeast will be greatly compromised.

After sending a message to Feng Yun, he immediately sent a message to Sun Wutian: "Go and rescue the leader of the Yixin Sect from Yin Shen Palace."

He knew that Feng Yun might not be able to command Sun Wutian!

Sun Wutian was looking through the information of those aristocratic families, and the more he read, the more murderous intent surged in his heart.

Just when the evil thoughts in his heart were unstoppable, news about Yan Nan came.

"Yin Shen Palace? Where is he now?"

"In the mountains and forests thousands of miles outside Bibo City."

Sun Wutian immediately understood: "I was caught drinking Night Demon's wedding wine. This bastard really failed to succeed and failed! He deserves to die!"

"Go and get him out!"

Yan Nan said angrily: "This is related to the future of Night Demon. Even if you can always be in the southeast, can you pave the way step by step?"

Sun Wutian snorted and put the file down.

When he walked out of the door, he saw Feng Yun bowing outside the door.

"Chief Protector, do you need me to send a letter or two to follow you?"

"No need, they can stay here to protect you, you are more important."

Sun Wutian snorted angrily and rose into the sky.

The magic mist billows and moves toward the southeast.

Feng Yun was confused by some Zhang Er monks.

He didn't understand. Considering his position, even though all the old demons in the religion were senior, they were all kind-hearted when they saw him.

Even Duan Xiyang would not be frowning upon.

Did Sun Wutian take the wrong medicine? I am critical of myself. Did I do something wrong? Or did I offend you somewhere?

You've been working as a zombie underground for so long and you just came out. I don't seem to have anything to offend you, right?

When Sun Wutian was dispatched, the Guardian Headquarters still had no news from Southeast.

…

Fang Che kept tracking back and forth.

Continuously send messages to Yinshen Palace to confirm the location.

However, the Yin Shen Palace was in the midst of a battle almost all the time, and its position was constantly changing. By the end, it had changed four or five times in a quarter of an hour, and there was no time to stop and wait for him.

The encirclement and suppression has been fully formed!

Fang Che felt increasingly anxious.

He knew it was the last moment.

If they can't be contacted and can't get out in time, then when dawn comes, even they will end up here!

There are still seventy miles away from Baimias Peak.

This seventy-mile mountain road will be a natural chasm!

The sound of fighting came from the front, and this time, it lasted for a long time.

Obviously, the Yin Shen Palace has fallen into a tight siege.

Fang Che quietly touched it.

Three breaths, still fighting fiercely.

The battle situation is very stalemate.

Fang Che knew in his heart that once the battle situation reached such a stalemate, Yin Shen Palace would be doomed.

Because...the power of the defenders is constantly increasing. However, there is only one person in the Yinshen Palace stuck in the middle of the battle.

He can't get out of the battle circle when there are few people, and it will be even more impossible when there are many people!

His heart skipped a beat, he grasped the sword in his hand and rushed out like an arrow.

Yinshen Palace was already in despair.

The opponents we encountered now were Manggu Xiongxiong Rushan, the master of the battle arena in the Southeast Headquarters, and his eight masters of the battle arena.

Just one Xiong Rushan has about the same level of cultivation as him, let alone the eight masters!

Of course Yin Shen Palace wanted to run away, but he didn't even have a chance to use the blood-burning technique. After a narrow encounter, he was surrounded by nine masters.

The nine people had thousands of years of joint fighting experience, and they immediately reacted, divided one side, and firmly locked onto the Yin Shen Palace.

Xiong Rushan was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, such a huge achievement would eventually fall into the hands of his own warriors.

If someone else achieves great success, where can we put our dignity in the war arena where fighting has always been our duty?

Once he saw that the battle situation was stable, Xiong Rushan simply gave up the idea of ​​greeting people.

Our war community must eat this big cake alone!

Because of the current situation, nine people can definitely do it.

The Yin Shen Palace has been exhausted after a long battle, but the nine of them are a new force.

Yin Shen Palace has been at an absolute disadvantage.

The advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

"Play slowly, don't make any advances!"

While Xiong Rushan was taking the lead in the battle, he said in a deep voice: "After all, he is the leader of the Yixin Sect. If he makes a temporary counterattack, he will definitely be backed up. You all should be careful and don't give him this opportunity!"

"yes!"

Xiong Rushan's big stick is powerful and heavy, but in his hand, it is as light and flexible as a lamp grass.

The Yinshen Palace has been fighting for half the night.

I can only support it with difficulty.

All he can do is prevent his body from suffering any damage.

In such a battle in the mountains and fields, once injured and blood flows out, under the tracking of these old gangsters, it is simply more conspicuous than a bright light in the dark night.

In that case, there is no point in escaping.

Now that it was in a desperate situation, Yin Shen Palace let go of everything.

Use the Seven Swords of the Blood Spirit to your heart's content. If you use the advanced Seven Swords of the Blood Spirit occasionally, you can force Xiong Rushan back a step.

"It's a pity that I only realized the fifth form!"

The endless sadness and regret in Yinshen Palace’s heart.

If you master the advanced version of the Seven Blood Spirit Swords, you will have some confidence in escaping this disaster.

It's a pity that now, we can only protect ourselves temporarily under siege.

"This time, it seems that I am going to die here..."

While Yin Shen Palace was fighting and thinking, his eyes gradually became fierce, and a hysterical murderous aura was looming.

"Notice!"

Xiong Rushan always paid attention to the Yinshen Palace and immediately reminded him: "The time for a dog to jump over the wall is coming!"

Immediately, the eight people around him burst out laughing: "Don't worry, Altar Master, the mad dog poses no threat to us!"

"Master Yin, don't think about those beautiful things."

Xiong Rushan squinted his eyes and sneered: "You have lived in the world for a lifetime, and if you can die in my hands, it will not be an insult to you, Master Yin. Why do you need to do anything disgraceful before you die?"

Yin Shen Gong's face was pale, and his gray hair was shaking in the shock.
To be continued...