"Nine-section Whip" Di Bin was very skilled after all, so he immediately flew back and exerted his strength with all his strength. Through the held nine-section Whip, his strength was attacked towards his opponent like a wave of the Yangtze River. If he could use this to hold Lin Nanxuan, the others could take the opportunity to take action.

Deng Xiu and Di Bin have been together for decades, and naturally they have a different mind. Seeing that her husband was on the verge of delay, they immediately took two swords to help. When she rushed over, the nine-section whip in Di Bin's hand had been pulled straight by her, and the "crackling" energy wrapped around the nine-section whip.

Di Bin and Lin Nanxuan were fighting with their qi, and they had already planned to suffer some internal injuries, but they did not expect that with all their efforts, they actually fought with their opponents to equalize each other. Could it be that Lin Nanxuan had already tried his best to achieve his true energy and his skills were greatly reduced?

In a state of great joy, Di Bin quickly pulled hard, hoping to regain his unique weapon.

Unexpectedly, after one pull, there was nothing left, and the nine-section whip suddenly left the enemy.

Di Bin suddenly remembered the scene that Chang Ruxin had just encountered. He didn't know that he had fallen into a trap and was about to roll around with a lazy donkey. When he threw away the nine-section whip in his hand, a sudden cold breath penetrated his hand and instantly penetrated into the meridians.

Di Bin squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the meridians of his body were broken inch by inch, just like fallen leaves floating in the autumn wind, falling ten feet away. With a "bang", his body was falling at Zhao Fengchan's feet.

Puff, puff!

The blood sprayed out of his mouth dyed Di Bin's face red, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance for life. He stared straight at Zhao Fengchan in front of him, pulled the other party's trouser legs with his right hand, and said something to say, but he could never say it.

Zhao Fengchan looked disgusted and suddenly kicked the other party's pulling hand away, but squatted down and slowly said with a sound that only two people could hear: "Don't worry, I have asked someone to bring your children back to Yingzhou. In more than ten years, they will be the best dead soldiers in my shogunate. They will avenge you."

Di Bin's eyes widened, shook his head angrily, and tried his best to deny all this, but he only clattered twice in his throat, opened his eyes wide, and swallowed his last breath.

"Eighth Junior Brother, you can't die!" Zhao Fengchan's roar in tears immediately caused Deng Xiu to scream, and he attacked Lin Nanxuan like a mad tiger.

Regarding her husband's tragic death, Deng Xiu had put aside all his fear of Lin Nanxuan and fought with the other party regardless of his own safety. His moves were all moves that could die together, without caring about his own life.

For a moment, Lin Nanxuan stole the "Mandarin Duck Sword" Deng Xiu, so he had to change to the defensive stance and avoid the enemy's sharp edge.

If the enemy had played like Deng Xiu now when he came on the court, even Lin Nanxuan would have tried every means to save his life and escape.

At this moment, Dai Jueyun and Shizhou Badaozhai should have taken advantage of the situation to assist, but their courage was premature. They saw that half of the people who came to support were not shown, and they were obviously intercepted outside the tent.

The Ninja Army and Fengyun League disciples on the field were still able to hold on with the enemy's relentless pursuit, but the number was less than half of them, which was obviously the situation was hopeless.

The two of them immediately wanted to retreat.

It is the only time to escape. If Lin Nanxuan kills Deng Xiu, he will not be able to escape at that time.

At this time, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the sound of killing outside the wall, and a voice shouted loudly: "The thief Zhou Tingdong is awarded the head, and the head is here. Why don't he surrender early?"

The head of Zhou Tingdong in the hands of the general Xue Ren Shen who stood proudly on the wall immediately attracted a burst of exclamation.

Yingzhou warriors and ninjas were dead soldiers and had no intention of retreating for the time being, but the martial arts figures who were bribed immediately knew that the situation was hopeless. First, one or two people turned around and ran away, and then immediately became an avalanche, causing the group of more than 200 people to escape collectively.

This immediately became the last straw that overwhelmed everyone's psychological defense line. Shizhou Badaozhai and Dai Jueyun looked at each other, and roared, splitting to the walls on both sides to escape at full speed.

Zhao Fengchan sighed in his heart, his body flashed in the crowd, disappearing.

When the other people saw the leader's birds and beasts scattered, who would still ignore their lives and shouted and fled to all directions.

"Don't run away from Zhao Fengchan!" Ye Qingxuan shouted loudly and followed him like a meteor.

If this vicious and vicious person is not eliminated, he will probably suffer endlessly in the future.

The others were killed and chased them relentlessly. In an instant, only Lin Nanxuan and Deng Xiu were fighting against each other, as well as those who were killed and injured on the ground.

The figures suddenly merge and separate.

Lin Nanxuan's sword returned to the sheath, concentrating his mind, luck and breathing.

Although he won a great victory, his true energy was also very exhausted. He could not fully recover without ten days or half a month. This battle was actually the most difficult battle in his life.

With a "bang!", Deng Xiu fell to the ground, and a blood mark appeared on his forehead, following in the footsteps of her husband.

Yuan Lai Zhou roared unwillingly in the air, spread his body to the extreme, and fled in one direction.

The Ziyi Hou, who had been adjusting her breath for a while, immediately rubbed her body up and chased her with Xiao Buqian and Chao Kuangtu.

Lin Nanxuan took a deep breath and followed.

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The Yingzhou warriors and ninja army chose to resist to the end, while the Central Plains martial artists who surrendered chose to escape.

The crowds of people scattered and fleeing were too chaotic. Zhao Fengchan had disappeared in a few ups and downs.

Ji Huijin, who was stopped by Nie Xingxie, no, the shogunate princess whose real name is Shentong Yingxue, has disappeared. What’s even stranger is that even Meng Yuanyun doesn’t know where he is going.

A figure flashed from a distance, as if it was the old man from Shizhou Badaozhai. Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and immediately followed, hoping to follow the clues from him and find the missing Zhao Fengchan.

Ji Huijin crossed the fields in the dark and finally stopped on the banks of the Luoshui River 80 miles east of Luodu City.

Her face was as pale as paper. She stood for half an hour before her skill and expression came back.

I breathed a sigh of relief and finally saved my life.

The loss this time is so great that Yingzhou will not be able to recover its vitality for a hundred years. Especially the several groups of the most talented children selected that year, when they were in trouble, they discovered all their luck, which wasted all their luck in Yingzhou. This is by no means a day or night.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling powerless. For this big plan, my efforts were beyond imagination.

Zhao Fengchan's own clever behavior and the death of Dongyuanjun made her feel scared.

For the sake of his father's plan, Ji Huijin and Zhao Fengchan both gave up their identities as Shentong Esue and Shentong Hideyoshi. Even Dongyuanjun, who was his elder brother, could not know the secret, but unexpectedly it became one of the reasons why Dongyuanjun died in the end.

Zhao Fengchan...
Chapter completed!