Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

Huang Qingyue led the Yueying Yuqi to the outside of the hall, and saw that there was a scuffle everywhere, and the guards were unable to resist the attack of the Xuanyin family, and retreated steadily.

"Huang Qingyue, it depends on how you get out this time. This time it is the young master's order to seize the Phoenix City and Beihuang. Even with the Xuanyin flute in your hand, given your current physical condition, you cannot use the Xuanyin flute anymore. Now, it's time to return the things of the Xuanyin family."

Wu Dao said coldly, he couldn't kill him the previous few times, but this time the opportunity has come, even the young master can't say anything when he sees it.

"That depends on your abilities."

The young man swept his eyes coldly, and the corner of his mouth raised a sarcasm, and he spoke softly.

"Huang Qingyue, we don't have to kill you. I think the young master is so happy with you. When the time comes to snatch the Northern Phoenix, I will send you to him as a confinement. I think the young master will be very happy."

As soon as the words fell, Yueying Yuqi made a move, stabbing Fan Zhen who said this and going away.

How could that young man in white clothes be able to let others insult him casually.

Seeing this, Wu Dao swung his sleeves and accepted the move for Fan Zhen, and the battle began.

Huang Qingyue glanced lightly at the general situation of the Xuanyin family in front of her, and frowned slightly. If she wanted to win this battle, it might be difficult.

"Since your Xuanyin family is also here to stir up trouble, how can Beihuang be a vegetarian? How could it be that your sister won it as soon as she said it would be taken."

As soon as the words fell, those Fengyu Pavilion disciples who followed joined the battle. Fengyu Pavilion can shake the martial arts and make everyone fearful. We can't tell the difference, but if they can be used properly, they are also a group of capable people who can conquer the world.

Shui Mou suddenly caught a glimpse of the man walking towards Fang Ben with a long sword in his hand, and the hands hanging on both sides clenched even tighter.

"Fourth brother, do you really want to help the evildoers?"

"Huang Qingyue, you don't have to be so hypocritical. This is the path I chose. I would rather be infamous through the ages, and I would rather bear the burden of the world, just in exchange for a place in his heart. This is something you, Huang Qingyue, cannot do. "

When the boy in white heard this, his eyes flickered.

"Fourth brother, Beihuang is still Beihuang, and I will never allow you to use the blood of so many people to forge your selfishness."

"Huang Qingyue, you and I are already enemies, so let's each rely on our own abilities."

As Huang Yifeng said, he swung his sword and attacked the boy in white.

Why in the end, it all turned into cannibalism between brothers.

Huang Qingyue gave a bitter smile, stepped back to avoid the sword, Su Zhi pulled out the soft sword at her waist, if she hadn't been born in the palace, how wonderful it would be.

After all, he couldn't control his willfulness and allow Beihuang to be destroyed.

"Huang Qingyue, this Beihuang, you can't keep it, even you, I will solve it personally today."

The boy sideways blocked Huang Yifeng's stabbing sword with his sword, and smiled coldly.

"Not always."

One white and one yellow, transformed into countless phantoms, entangled endlessly.

Yueying watched her master fall into the melee, her brows were tightly frowned, and she became worried, but she didn't pay attention to the sword that Xuanyin Elder Fan Zhen was attacking.

"Moon Shadow, why are you in a daze!"

The feather chess at the side dealt with the attacking person just now for him, yelling softly, how can people be sloppy in such a dangerous place.

"I'm worried about my son."

Hearing this, Yuqi also looked towards the two people in the air at this time.

"You see the timing, if you can rush out, go and help Prince Yi."

"it is good."

So the two became more and more serious.

Wu Dao and Fan Zhen are not vegetarians either, their skills are quite strong, but seeing Yueying's increasingly fierce moves, they both dealt with them carefully.

The one white and one yellow are dazzling.

After a while, Huang Qingyue's hand holding the soft sword trembled, her heart froze, the corners of her mouth were bloodshot, it was like this every time, she would be defeated at critical moments, she really became a waste now.

Seeing this, Huang Yifeng poured internal energy into the long sword, and suddenly attacked the white-clothed boy. The boy couldn't dodge, was injured by the sword energy, and fell backwards to the ground.

After coughing twice, when Huang Qingyue tried her best to support her body and stood up, the man in the yellow shirt was already in front of her eyes.

Yueying and Yuqi saw that the young man was injured, they were very anxious, but those two old men were too good at martial arts, they had no time to spare, they actually watched the young man being bullied.

"Huang Qingyue, do you still want to win me with your sickly look?"

Huang Yifeng said softly, although he had always hated the white-clothed boy in front of him because of Nangong Xiao, but he knew that among all the princes of his father, he, the seventh younger brother, was the most pure-hearted and ascetic, and never had anything to do with him. People scramble, although they are sick and weak, they are also powerful.

The young man's eyes turned cold, and a faint smile overflowed.

"The fourth brother's swordsmanship is so good, the seventh brother is really blind, and he thought you were the weakest one."

In fact, just because I was injured too badly, I was injured before when I was a child, and now I am injured again and again, I am afraid that I have reached a desperate situation, otherwise, how could I lose so embarrassingly.

Hearing this, Huang Yifeng froze and smiled miserably.

"Yeah, when did I become obsessed with swordsmanship in order to be able to stand by his side and help him, but because of your appearance, I lost him, Huang Qingyue, I have long wanted to Kill you with one sword, and see how he still thinks about you."

Suddenly, the palm wind came, Huang Yifeng flew far away, fell to the ground, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Who told you to hurt him?"

Seeing the hostile expression on the face of the man in Tsing Yi who came suddenly, Huang Yifeng sneered.

"Nangong Xiao, even at this time, you still want to protect him?"

"No matter who it is, without my permission, you can't hurt him."

When he came over and saw the young man in white was pointed at with a sword and was almost stabbed, his heartbeat was in a mess, so before he got close, he used the internal force of the Xuanyin family and swept away the boy. Yellow shirt man.

"Nangong Xiao, since you want to take my Northern Phoenix, why do you have to act here, I will never allow the Northern Phoenix to fall into your hands."

Huang Qingyue looked at the man standing in front of her, her eyes were stained with astonishment, and she was condensed in an instant. No matter what, he would never let Beihuang lose, even if she fought until she had only one breath left.

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, then turned around to look at the young man in white who was youthful and clean but exuding a sense of determination, he didn't know how to speak.

"Qingyue, this time I must take Beihuang. This is my mission and the last wish of the ancestors of the Xuanyin family, but I will treat you well. You don't have to worry. You can still be your Prince Yi by then. , I won't let you get hurt."

As soon as these words came out, both Huang Yifeng and Huang Qingyue were taken aback.

After a while, Huang Yifeng sneered.

"Beihuang is dead, so there is still him, Prince Yi, Nangong Xiao, you don't want him to be famous all over the world, do you?"

As he said that, the eyes of the man in the yellow shirt gradually turned dark.

"It seems that even if I, Huang Yifeng, bear all the burdens of the world, I won't be able to occupy a place in your heart. I really hate it, I hate it so much. Nangong Xiao, if you can't do anything, I'll help you."

After finishing speaking, he flew forward in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the sword pierced the chest of the boy in white.