The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1710

The first thousand and 710 chapters four can't protect

"kill!"

Seeing Ye Fan appear, Dugu Shang's morale was greatly boosted.

All the disciples of the Wumeng came out from the darkness, from the corpses, and began to attack Prince Gong and the others.

After being suppressed all night, they came to the backbone, and naturally wanted to get back all the grievances.

They regarded death as home and rushed towards the wolf soldiers in the yard.

Han Tang also came from behind with black soldiers.

The attack from both sides made the scene even more chaotic, and also made Prince Gong and the others mess up.

Tonight's battle, Prince Gong and the others were extremely difficult, and more than 2000 people died to enter the Diaoyu Pavilion.

This is still under the addition of Italian Cannon and Pale Po.

It was only when they saw that victory was in sight that they maintained their final morale.

Now that Ye Fan appeared, all their condensed fighting spirit was vented.

The bloodbath of the Shentu family and the Shangguan family has always been a huge deterrent to the wolf soldiers.

Seeing Ye Fan and thinking of Shentu and Shangguan, the wolf soldiers were suffocated like never before.

Therefore, in the face of Dugu Shang and Han Tang's flanking attacks, nearly a thousand wolf soldiers were defeated with a little resistance, and retreated to the gap in a panic.

At this moment, they completely forgot about their own blood and the guns in their hands.

Ye Fan did not charge immediately, but comforted Song Hongyan with a few words as soon as possible, and then squeezed out a silver needle to treat Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang's injuries.

He had already seen that Yuan Qingyi was dying, and if she didn't get treatment, she would die from hyperthermia.

After the silver needle fell, Yuan Qingyi's condition improved, and he said: "Young Master Ye, I'm sorry, I can't protect you well."

"Don't talk, take a good rest, I will pay you back all your blood debts."

Ye Fan didn't talk too much nonsense, he hugged Yuan Qingyi heavily, and vowed to pay back the debt with blood.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Prince Gong yelled at the wolf soldiers to attack, while holding the hot weapon back.

After he raised his hand and shot one person with a bang bang bang, he wanted to shoot Ye Fan and Song Hongyan coldly.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, a black sword pierced silently from behind Prince Gong.

Prince Gong's nerves tensed instantly, and his whole body instinctively turned sideways, narrowly dodging Dugu Shang's sword.

At the same time grabbed a saber in hand.

He also grew up on horseback, and his skills are not top-notch, but he is still capable of fighting.

Dugu Shang didn't wait for him to buffer, and the black sword rolled sharply again.

The sword light struck directly above Prince Gong's head.

Prince Gong tried his best to block Dugu Shang's attack.

"when!"

There was another violent collision, and the raging energy exploded wildly.

Prince Gong spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back a few steps.

The whole body is in pain like falling apart.

But before he could catch his breath, Dugu Shang flashed his sword again.

The black sword reached Prince Gong's throat in an instant.

"when--"

Just when Dugu Shang was about to pierce through the prince with his sword, he suddenly noticed a gust of wind blowing from the opposite side.

Then a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Stretching out with one hand, he slapped the black sword away.

Then the opponent's finger flicked, turned into a sword finger, and pointed at Dugu Shang.

Light but not lacking in sharpness.

Dugu Shang's face was still indifferent, but the black sword was shaking again and again, blocking the opponent's attack.

Just now, he sealed the opponent's last finger, and kicked his abdomen.

Dugu Shang's black sword slashed, and there was another slamming sound, his wrist hurt, his body trembled, and he retreated.

The one who made the shot was Palpo.

Having detoxified, she grabbed Prince Gong with one hand, and waved her way out in front of the encirclement with the other.

A disciple of the Wumeng blocked it.

"boom!"

It's just that before the long sword in his hand pierced out, Paerbasha pressed his hand on his chest.

To put it lightly, the disciples of the Wumeng fell and flew out with a bang.

Immediately, she kicked out again, and two Wumeng disciples groaned and fell away.

She was calm and indifferent, and her expression revealed a hint of disdain.

Yuan Qingyi shouted in the distance: "Stop them!"

More than a dozen martial arts disciples discarded the wolf soldiers in their hands, and surrounded Palpo like a phantom.

"court death!"

Just a moment ago, Paer Posao, who was peaceful and indifferent, suddenly changed into an extremely domineering demeanor.

She kicked a shield on the ground.

The shield roared out with a bang, hitting the opponent who blocked the way hard.

A black soldier who fired a gun couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground with a mouthful of hot blood.

"kill!"

The Wumeng disciples were not afraid, and attacked even more frantically when they saw this.

The sword greeted Prince Gong and Paerbasha desperately.

Palbasuo did not fight for a long time, but only defeated his opponent while pulling the palace prince to break through.

In the erratic thick smoke, vision is blurred and figures are indistinct.

However, the whirling figure of Pal kept shuttling through the crowd, leading the palace prince, and was extremely flexible.

With the intervention of Han Tang and the black soldiers, the wolf soldiers were defeated. Not only could they no longer attack Song Hongyan, but they also lost their lives one after another at the hands of Han Tang and others.

The scene was even more chaotic than before, but the movement gradually became smaller, only Paer Posa's side was still lively.

In Yuan Qingyi's vision, this woman is indeed strong enough.

Under the siege of dozens of people, she performed a series of movements with ease, full of beauty like flowing clouds and flowing water.

She wandered among a group of people with Prince Gong, and fought outside from the entrance of the Diaoyu Pavilion hall.

At a distance of 30 meters, he did not suffer a single stab wound.

On the contrary, she knocked down more than 20 Wumeng children.

"Bang bang bang-"

As he moved away from the Diaoyu Pavilion, Paer's attacks became more vigorous and sharp.

She clapped her left hand on the back of a martial arts student.

There was no sound, but this man was thrown out with a knife.

Then he kicked out swiftly, breaking a black soldier's ribs and spurting out a mouthful of blood to make way.

Pal Po whirling did not stop, taking advantage of the stunned faces of the Wumeng disciples, he flicked his wrist and snapped off their long swords.

Then, shoot it lightly with one hand!
"Bang bang bang!"

The white palm was like a rainbow and slapped directly on several people.

Several sturdy men suddenly flew upside down like kites with broken strings, spitting blood and losing their fighting power.

Pal Posa stepped past them and continued to evacuate into the depths of the palace.

Wherever he passed, no one could stop him. After rushing 50 meters, [-] shadows of Wumeng children fell on the ground.

A woman, carrying an oil bottle, blatantly challenged the martial arts masters who came out of the bloody flames, and she was definitely not ordinary tough.

Just when the prince was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Paer Posuo stopped in his tracks again.

In front of them, there was one more person.

Ye Fan didn't know when he came to them, one person blocked their way with a knife.

The light of the sword was indifferent, and Ye Fan said peacefully, "Seventh Princess, long time no see."

Palpo sighed faintly: "Long time no see."

"I saved your life."

Ye Fan said lightly: "Unexpectedly, you hurt me."

Palpo's tone was indifferent: "Everyone is the master, it is inevitable that God's will will trick people."

Ye Fan smiled: "I don't believe in the sky, I only believe in the knife in my hand."

Prince Gong yelled: "Ye Fan, let us leave, this is the end of tonight's matter."

"I can swear that I will never attack Song Hongyan again."

He tempted Ye Fan: "In the entire imperial city, no one wants Song Hongyan to die."

"If you have to fight to the death, let's not say that I have a prominent status and you can't do it at will. Even the Seventh Princess, you may not be an opponent."

"It's better to take a step back and be safe."

Although Pal Posha is powerful, he still wants to add an insurance policy.

"Tonight's matter can of course be settled."

Ye Fan responded word by word: "That is to take your lives."

Paer Posuo looked at Ye Fan and said, "Prince Gong, I protect you."

The tone is indifferent, but there is no doubt that it has the majesty of the royal family.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan suddenly disappeared.

"kill!"

A sword glow instantly appeared in front of Paer Posuo.

Pal's face turned cold, his wrist shook, and his hands slammed out.

"when--"

This blow directly blocked Ye Fan's knife, but the armor of Pal Po's palm also shattered.

At the same time, she retreated ten meters violently!
Prince Gong wanted to evacuate, but was completely suppressed by Ye Fan's aura, unable to move out even a single step.

"Protected?"

Ye Fan looked at Palpo and sneered: "I'm sorry..."

After the words fell, he turned around abruptly and slashed out with a knife.

"laugh!"

Prince Gong's head flew out in an instant!
"I can't protect it!"

(End of this chapter)