The sword intent is messy and the sword shadows are complicated.

Feng Chenyao considered Qi Liyan and Li Ziling sitting in the carriage, and thought about how to fight quickly and prevent the murderous aura from endangering the two of them.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the driver holding his head in fear and huddled under the car. He used his internal strength and the cold air was strong all over his body. As soon as the light skills were used, the Han Xuan palm came out.

"kill".

The black figure was messy, with a beautiful blue shirt and elegant as a bamboo. He turned left, avoided the sword attacks launched by the two on the left, and took the fight away from the carriage as much as possible, and then exerted force.

Before the two of them could touch Feng Chenyao's clothes, they felt that they were shrouded in a powerful internal force. They clearly felt that the blood was frozen inch by inch inch inch inch inches in the blood vessels, and fell to the ground, spitting blood, unable to move.

The remaining five people looked at Feng Chenyao like this, and a trace of fear slipped through their hearts. The leader who stood beside him, who had never taken action, looked at the situation in front of them, and felt a little more hatred for Feng Chenyao.

"Idiots, give it to me. Whoever dares to retreat will kill that person now."

"Kill!" Five people and five looked at each other, shouted, and rushed forward with a fierce bullet.

"What are you doing? Sit!"

Even if Li Ziling is ignorant and ignorant of the world, he knows that Feng Chenyao is in danger at this time.

When she got up from her seat and was about to open the door and go out, Qi Liyan, who had never said a word from beginning to end, pulled her to her side without hesitation and said coldly.

"My cousin is very dangerous now, I want to go out and help him!"

"Do you know martial arts? Are you going out to help him or do you want him to lose his life because of you?"

"I... then you go and help my cousin! You know martial arts! OK Sister Qi!"

Qi Li Yan looked at Li Ziling who was pulling her sleeves, with an anxious face on her face. He kept asking him to help Feng Chenyao, and was very upset and suddenly shook her hand away.

"My martial arts skills are not good. What does he have to do with me? Why do you want me to help him?"

"You, why are you doing this!"

"In the world, you should take care of yourself when you encounter something. Li Ziling, you are still too simple!"

"You...I'll go by myself."

Li Ziling's eyes were red when Qi Liyan said the words. After saying resentfully, she went to the door to pull: "Hey! You can unlock my acupoints quickly, you black-hearted woman!"

"It's quiet now."

Qi Liyan looked at him and wanted to kill her with her eyes. Li Ziling, who was lit with her mute acupoint and acupoint, smiled proudly.

She listened to the situation outside intently, thinking in her heart that this was the last time she helped him. If something happened to Feng Chenyao here, she would definitely be in trouble.

Then he was about to open the door and go out, but looking at Li Ziling who was staring at him with his eyes and angrily looking at him, Qi Liyan smiled badly. He suddenly put the money in, grabbed Li Ziling's cheek with both hands, said "little brat", and ignored her.

Li Ziling, who wanted to scold Qi Liyan, felt depressed when she thought of her mute hole. However, after seeing her open the door and going out, she felt confused and confused again.

Even if you have the invincible martial arts and no matter how profound and profound internal strength you have, as long as you are a person who constantly uses the internal strength, you will be exhausted.

At this moment, Feng Chenyao's originally clean blue shirt was stained with blood, his black hair was slightly messy, and his handsome face was a little pale.

He looked at the man in black who was standing staggering on both sides of his side, and then looked at the leader of the man in black who had never taken action from beginning to end, and clasped the sword in his hand tightly. He knew that the person who had never taken action from beginning to end was preparing to spend his energy and not wait any longer. The sword light flashed, the shadow of the blue shirt moved, and he suddenly leveraged the force to kill the leader.

And the two men in black who were already staggering beside each other, saw this and stood in front of them and continued to consume Feng Chenyao's internal strength.

"Your Highness, you can go on your way with peace of mind."

The leader said as he slowly pulled out his sword from the scabbard, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qi Liyan pushed open the car door and saw the corpses lying on the ground not far away, with blood stains, and a trace of disgust in his heart. He closed his eyes and looked like the man in blue shirt who was fighting with the enemy. At this moment, his heart suddenly stopped. He used his light skills and flew towards Feng Chenyao.

"Feng Chenyao, be careful. Uh, cough cough."

Feng Chenyao felt someone pounced behind him. As the sharp sword pierced the flesh and the woman's anxious voice came, the sound in his ears gradually amplified from far to near like an echo.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. After quickly dealing with the remaining two men in black, he turned around and fell to the ground, bleeding from his chest and vomiting blood, Qi Liyan knelt in his arms.

"Yan'er, why do you want to block that sword? Don't be afraid, there will be no trouble, I will definitely not let you get into trouble."

Even though Feng Chenyao had seen more tragic casualties than that, when he looked at Qi Liyan in his arms and the bleeding wound, his original wisdom and calmness no longer existed. At this time, he looked at Qi Liyan, at a loss and didn't know how to start.

"You are not injured, ahem, that's great!"

Qi Liyan sprayed a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he looked at Feng Chenyao with difficulty. He showed a faint smile and said slowly.

"Yan'er, stop talking."

After hearing Qi Liyan's words, Feng Chenyao was as strong and calm as he was, and his eyes turned red in an instant. His heart seemed to be pulled up, and he was in great pain. He shouted to the driver who was hiding under the carriage: "Uncle Zhang, come and take care of Yan'er!"

He lowered his head again and said gently to Qi Liyan, whose spirit was gradually dissipating in his arms, "Yan'er, I'll kill the person who hurts you and avenge you."

Qi Liyan, who was already in a semi-coma, remembered the other party's sword just now and stabbed into her body. When her eyes looked at the blood-stained eyes, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She obviously felt the struggle in the person's eyes, and the sword edge finally deviated from her heart.

Qi Liyan looked at the leader of the man in black who stood not far away, holding the sword that was still dripping blood. The blood in his eyes was more and less, and it looked very painful. Deep in his heart, the blood bond that was thicker than water, became clearer and more throbbing! He wanted to stop Feng Chenyao, but his body couldn't get up from his heart.

Qi Liyan raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed Feng Chenyao's sleeve. A voice as thin as a mosquito sounded: "Feng Chenyao, no, don't kill..."

"Yan'er, wake up! Stop sleeping. I promise you whatever you want, ah!"

Seeing Qi Liyan who could not hold on and fell into a coma, Feng Chenyao hugged her tightly in his arms and shouted out in pain.
Chapter completed!