The Regent's Gold Concubine

Chapter 272 Sowing discord, unclean body (3)
Ten people in the first wave, twenty people in the second wave.

Feng Qingcheng stood where she was, "No need for mother-in-law, twenty together!"

Twenty people killed one Feng Qingcheng, although they felt that they had won in terms of numbers, but when faced with the blood on Feng Qingcheng's face and body, all of them crawled out of the blood like a ghost, they couldn't help it. Still have a timid heart.

It was this timidity that gave Feng Qingcheng a head start.

Make a move, close the move, and attack again and again with your left and right hands.

With long black hair, Feng Qingcheng thought it was in the way, cut it off with a sword, stretched out his hand to pinch it, and randomly stuffed it into his bosom.

"kill……"

Feng Qingcheng bit her lips tightly, and with two swords, she almost killed all the way.

Twenty people were reduced one by one until only one remained.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

As the man spoke, his knees trembled, and he dropped the long sword in his hand.

Feng Qingcheng sneered, "If I don't kill you, it's absolutely impossible!"

He raised his sword and pierced his heart. One sword pierced his heart, and one sword killed him.

Pulling out his sword, Feng Qingcheng said before he died, "I, Feng Qingcheng, have always believed in blood for blood!"

Walking forward step by step, stepping on the ground, bleeding from the body.

It wasn't Feng Qingcheng's blood, but the blood of Xiaoyao Sect disciples.

Ten people in the first wave, twenty in the second wave, and twenty in the third wave.

50 people.

"Ahaha, ahaha, very good!" Feng Qingcheng sneered.

Do you think 50 people can block his way?

Naive, stupid.

"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Feng Qingcheng looked at the monk in front of him and cursed, "Old bald donkey, it's a waste of you being a monk. It turns out that you are selling dog meat under the guise of a sheep, so don't stay here with old women and mothers-in-law. Let's do something!".

"Amitabha, the donor, offended!"

"Shit!"

After Feng Qingcheng scolded, she made a move to kill the old bald donkey.

This monk has indeed mastered martial arts.

At first, Feng Qingcheng didn't understand his moves, but after a hundred moves, Feng Qingcheng understood, and sneered, "Old bald donkey, my mother will send you to the west heaven today, and go to the Tathagata Buddha to repent!"

The sword rose and the sword fell, forcing the old bald donkey to resist.

A sword directly cut the old bald donkey's throat.

The old bald donkey's eyes were wide open, the thread of the Buddhist bead in his hand broke, the Buddhist bead fell to the ground, and he fell heavily backwards.

Do not look down.

He always thought that he was very skilled in martial arts, but he didn't want to die at the hands of a woman today.

Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, pointed at fifty men in black, "Let's go together!"

Arrogant, domineering, and confident, Feng Qingcheng has no fear.

Fifty people looked at each other in blank dismay, one of them dropped his sword suddenly, "You go, we, thank you!"

Feng Qingcheng was surprised.

"Everyone who enters the Xiaoyao Sect will have a drop of blood taken away by the master, but that day when you burned the mountain, the master didn't have time to take away the porcelain bottles, but when we went back to look for them, those porcelain bottles were already broken, so we thank you, From today onwards, we are already dead, and we will no longer live in this world!"

After one person finished speaking, he raised his sword and committed suicide.

The remaining 49 also raised their swords and committed suicide.

"Why?" Feng Qingcheng was puzzled.

The last person who committed suicide smiled sadly, "We are not afraid of death, but we still have family members. If we don't die, our family members will die. Empress Dowager, go save the regent and kill Xiaoyaozi, please!"

After speaking, he raised his sword and committed suicide.

Feng Qingcheng was slightly taken aback.

These people are not afraid of death, but they are reluctant to endanger their families.

"Rest in peace, Xiaoyaozi, I will definitely kill him!"

Quickly chase after Jun Yuyue.

that compartment.

Jun Yuyue's eyes turned red, Jun Jiayu stood on the horse's back and watched coldly.

Jun Yuyue was surrounded by hundreds of people, all of whom were superb in martial arts, and Jun Yuyue gradually felt strenuous.

Jun Jiayu laughed, "Jun Yuyue, I never imagined that I've been calculating for so many years, but I didn't calculate that you will marry a peerless woman!"

"Jun Jiayu, you didn't count the ones, there are too many!"

After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she flew and landed beside Jun Yuyue, raised her sword to kill, and leaned on Jun Yuyue's back.

"Yu Yue, are you alright?"

Jun Yuyue nodded, the moment she saw Feng Qingcheng, Jun Yuyue felt that she had all the strength in her body.

"Ok. What about you?"

"I am fine too!"

"Qingcheng, kill it!"

Feng Qingcheng nodded, "Get out!"

The two teamed up, Jun Yuyue used the martial arts learned in the cave, and Feng Qingcheng used the martial arts learned from Cang Mo.

But he didn't expect that the martial arts that were originally irrelevant to each other attracted each other in an instant.

"Yu Yue, this martial art is one set!" Feng Qingcheng said pleasantly.

Jun Yuyue naturally felt it too.

Hefeng Qingcheng shook hands, "Start from the first move!"

"it is good!"

In the first move, the two of them make a move together, and the power is multiplied in an instant. The two of them draw out their swords and withdraw their swords, that kind of mind-to-heart connection and soul-to-heart fusion.

One look, one movement.

They all knew that what the opponent was going to do next, they should respond with that move.

Two people against tens of thousands of people.

Surprisingly, he blazed a trail of blood.

Jun Jiayu looked furious.

Yes, get angry.

Originally, the victory was within his grasp, but he didn't want to, Feng Qingcheng suddenly joined, Feng Qingcheng joined, just killed.

However, Jun Jiayu did not expect that Feng Qingcheng's martial arts and Jun Yuyue's martial arts would actually complement each other, each move, each style, although they were used in their own way, their power increased too much.

Extraordinary killing.

Blood flows into a river.

At this moment, Feng Qingcheng and Jun Yuyue finally understood that they had already merged into each other's blood and soul.

There is nothing in the world, anyone can tear them apart.

Slowly there were 9000, 8000, and 7000 people left.

Jun Jiayu could no longer remain calm and drew his sword to strike.

Jun Yuyue, Feng Qingcheng smiled, what she wanted was Jun Jiayu's shot.

The two had to face Jun Jiayu's subordinates and Jun Jiayu again, and the two quickly and silently thought of tactics.

One in front and one in back, one up and one down.

In a daze, Jun Jiayu's subordinates were all isolated from the battlefield.

On the battlefield, only Jun Jiayu faced Feng Qingcheng and Jun Yuyue.

Two to one.

Jun Yuyue and Feng Qingcheng have a sympathetic heart, and every time their eyes meet and their hearts connect, the power of that move is multiplied even more.

Jun Yuyue didn't understand the reason, but Feng Qingcheng did.

Every time, when meeting Jun Yuyue's eyes again, it is full of affection and deep affection.

(End of this chapter)