Unexpectedly, Cheng Jishan, who had already "dead", seemed to have noticed it. After a flash, he suddenly turned his eyes without any warning and shot out two rays of light. His arms were about to be raised quickly to prevent the sword that Huahun was slashing.

"ah!"

Just as Cheng Jishan was about to lift his arm, a huge pain suddenly came from his right chest. A large piece of Yin Hong's blood came out from the hole in the chest. The wound broke out. Cheng Jishan was powerless to resist. He stared at the cattle's eyes widened and looked at the Huahun who was chopped down with a knife. It seemed that he could not believe it until he died. He could have survived, but unexpectedly he fell into the hands of a woman he had always despised.

A flash of sword light, and blood flew everywhere!

Cheng Jishan's body had been slashed in half by the soul, and his head rolled to the side with unwillingness, splashing out a large piece of blood.

After doing all this, Huahun seemed to have been exhausted and shook it! The broken sword in her hand fell to the ground, and she sat on the ground with a white and elastic two halves of her delicate arms, which were as thin as cream, pierced into the cold and wet ground, splashing a large splash of water.

As soon as her body sat on the ground and lost the support of her strength, Huahun's body would smash towards the wet ground. Fortunately, just when her slightly slim face was about to touch the ground, she was supported by two tender and boneless jade hands, so she avoided having intimate contact with the ground.

Although the noise was quite big, the shouts of killing around were too loud, and the heavy rain was getting stronger and stronger. The heavy rain that was rushing down from the night sky fell to the ground and made a heavy gurgling sound.

Li Feiyu's attention was completely focused on two waves of people at this time, and he didn't notice what had just happened around him.

Fortunately, after killing Cheng Jishan, Huahun was frightened by Cheng Jishan's eyes before his death. Besides, this was the first time he killed someone in such a thrilling environment, and he couldn't adapt for a while. He was instantly exhausted and sat on the ground and gasped hard.

Otherwise, according to the current chaotic situation, even if there is a little strength in Huahun's body, she would have run away with her temperament.

"kill!"

There is no suspense at all since the battle. The more than 40 servants from Cheng's house could stand on the ground at this time. The others were killed by these fierce personal soldiers. The people under their command would have no chance of survival as long as they were injured.

Zhu Ling and his personal soldiers shouted again, and while trying to shock the enemy's courage, they also boosted their anger. Even though they are all good at the army, they have skills and skills, and their foundation has been very solid.

But since the nightfall, I have never stopped, a series of high-intensity battles. Even the iron man can't stand it, let alone them. They can support them until now, and keep no one seriously injured or dead. It is a miracle.

Nine servants of the Chengfu family, surrounded by Zhu Ling and his group of twelve personal soldiers, leaned against each other one by one. They held the swords in their hands tightly and looked at the surrounding soldiers and soldiers who were staring at them with fearlessness.

Seeing the damn tiger and wolf armored soldiers on the opposite side rushing up fiercely again. They were already forced into a desperate situation and were carrying some knife wounds to the point of their bodies. Seeing these hateful tiger and wolf armored soldiers, they were not planning to let them go, but they even planned to kill them all.

When the retreat was cut off, the momentum of the remaining nine servants of the Cheng Mansion was very amazing.

They shouted, with crazy expressions, hideous faces, and disorganized. They held the machete and rushed towards the personal soldiers and soldiers who rushed up.

Fighting for trapped beasts! These personal soldiers and soldiers dare not be careless at all.

They were even more crazy than the servants of the Cheng family. They waved their swords and slashed down from the air fiercely. Each of them was a master of stakes, and they used all their strength to shoot, and the force they chopped was more than 200 kilograms each time.

The servants of the Cheng family on the opposite side were ordinary men, with a little stronger body, no fists, and no skills. Every time they fought against the attacks of these tigers, wolves and armored soldiers on the other side.

The lucky ones were cut into pieces, and the unlucky ones were cut to death by these fierce imperial guards.

The battle came quickly and ended quickly!

Although the servants and the servants of the Cheng Mansion have fought to the death, the two sides are not on the same level at all. Even if these personal soldiers and soldiers are tired, they are not able to resist.

When Zhang Fei killed the last slave of Chengfu with a knife, there was no one else survivor of Chengfu family. In order to be careful and to avenge the dead kind women, Zhu Ling and others would not let them go, no matter what.

I don't know who took the head first, a cold light flashed and he waved his sword to chop off the head of a Chengfu servant. The other soldiers saw him and saw him chopping off the head of the second soldier and walked to the third Chengfu servant. The other soldiers seemed to have a tacit understanding, holding the Baijing Steel Sword in their hands again, and a trace of Yin Hong's blood fell from the Baijing Steel Sword.

Flowing on the ground, dyeing the water surface that had accumulated two inches high red.

They were originally the patron saints of the Tang Dynasty, and their lives were destined to spend their lives on the battlefield from the moment they joined the army. They were originally the most open and upright tough guys in the world. In order to protect the empire and guard the territory, they shed every drop of blood in their bodies.

Originally, when dealing with these dead Cheng family slaves, they shouldn't have finished stabbing them on their dead bodies.

But, tonight, they broke the belief in their hearts that they had been sticking to since joining the army! They did not kill prisoners, nor abuse the enemy.

From now on, from tonight, they have changed, they have become even more terrifying and even more terrifying. After tonight, as long as they are there, every battle they have experienced will be strictly implemented tonight's orders and will be finalized on the enemy's corpses!

The final attack continued, cruel and cold-blooded, and a group of twelve personal soldiers and soldiers fought together. In just a short while, the bodies of more than 40 slaves from Cheng's Mansion were all divided into two halves.

After doing all this, a group of twelve personal soldiers quickly stepped forward, and under the violent heavy raindrops, he stepped on the water surface stained with blood, and rushed to the only remaining survivor on the scene, lit up with cold lights, surrounding him in the middle.

Li Feiyu's face was very calm from beginning to end. No matter how tragic the fight was, his face had never changed.

If you want to say that you are not afraid in your heart, it is a deception of those ignorant people.

He was just an ordinary staff member in his later generations, doing a stable and stable job, traveling to the Tang Dynasty. When he first saw this very bloody and cruel side, how could he not be afraid?

But his identities are different after all. He is the direct captain of this group of imperial guards, and his leader, their spiritual symbol, and their support.

If he was afraid, even if he showed a slightest bit, he would let the following imperial guards see him.

In fact, from the beginning to now, Li Feiyu has been completely scared, but his qi cultivation skills are very good. Although he was stunned, his expression was always calm and calm. Even if his limbs were thrown away and blood was splattering on him, his eyes never wrinkled.

If possible, he really wants to find a place to vent his anger. Or, look for a name and irrelevant woman to vent his anger. The premise is that the woman must be willing.

He was very scared, but he still had to continue. It was very contradictory to say, but in fact it was not at all.

It is impossible for him to let go of these culprits who are unreasonable and harm those women without reason because of fear, even if they are not the culprits or accomplices.

Because there will be a more cruel battle next, and the scene will be more cruel than here. If he can't even bear this, how can he talk about riding the wind and waves, changing his fate against the sky, and living tenaciously in the upcoming historical tide.

"Sir, please see you!"

Seeing Li Feiyu walking calmly on the water with her little girl in her arms, she respectfully compiled the ceremony.

"You are all good! Thank you for your hard work."

Apart from comforting, Li Feiyu found that he had nothing else to say. Or those beautiful and nicely decorated words were not suitable for these respectable and lovely personal soldiers.

Hearing words.

Just a simple sentence, these personal soldiers felt very warm in their hearts, and a heat flowed quietly from the bottom of their hearts. Looking at Li Feiyu's eyes, their hearts felt hot, their eyes were sore, and tears couldn't help but roll out from it.

A personal soldier and soldier silently carried his body, secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked around secretly. They were afraid that their shy appearance would be seen by the captain at this moment, causing a bad impact. They wanted the captain to remember in their hearts that they would always be strong and unyielding elite soldiers.

The wind is howling! The rainstorm is like a fight! Thunder continues!

Li Feiyu handed the little girl who fell asleep in his arms to an imperial guard beside him, and walked forward coldly, looking at Yang Zhong who was extremely arrogant and arrogant just moment ago.

Originally, Yang Zhong was very sure to escape!

Just because the battle on the spot was too fierce, the terrible side, the limbs were thrown away and blood was splattering on his face, and the hot feeling directly scared his fragile heart that had not experienced strong winds and waves.

He wanted to escape, but his feet were like shot put, but it was so heavy that he couldn't raise any strength at this moment. If he wanted to escape, he didn't have the strength to escape at all. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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