Yumen Young Master

Chapter 137 Take My Blessings
"Chirp!" Accompanied by a long cry, a group of sand eagles like dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun suddenly flew out of the sky, and everyone was stunned for a moment. When they looked up, they saw a group of men in black standing upright on each sand eagle.

The clothes on the men in black are exactly the same as those Mo Fanzheng and Fu Shuai met in the house before. The only difference is that the men in black before were swordsmen with swords in their hands, while the men in black now , all holding huge bows and arrows, they are archers, but the aura exuded from them is exactly the same as that of the black-clothed swordsmen before.

They were very familiar with this scene, there were only three Sand Eagles before, but now a group of Sand Eagles came, Fu Shuai counted secretly, there were nine Sand Eagles in total.

Three times the power of before, quite terrifying!
Moreover, it was the Lord who injured the captain of the three teams of black-clothed swordsmen before, scaring off the black-clothed swordsmen. Mo Fanzheng just fought against them, but was saved by the Lord. It can be seen that the strength gap is quite different.

These nine sand eagles were hovering in the sky, and there were so many golden-clothed guards on the ground, they were completely surrounded by the enemy from the ground and the air.

"Garbage trash Mo Fanzheng, desperate, don't obediently accept death!"

Lian Na on the tower looked at Mo Fanzheng arrogantly. With so many masters, it would be difficult for them to fly even with their wings.

Next, she is looking forward to a bloody massacre!

"Let go!" Following an order, in an instant, countless arrow feathers were shot from the sky and the ground, densely packed and black, and shot at Mo Fanzheng and others in the encirclement.

The soldiers on the periphery didn't stop, facing the rain of arrows, they rushed over bravely, the encirclement was concentrated and a hole was rushed out, and in an instant, countless arrow feathers shot towards the soldiers.

The black-clothed archers in the air concentrated on attacking the gap in the encirclement, and the powerful arrows shot into the human body, and the gap was piled up like a mountain of bones in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Fan Ke, kill that eloquent woman!" Lian Na pointed to the surrounded people in the center and whispered in Mo Fanke's ear.

Mo Fanke raised his eyes and saw in the middle of the battlefield, a young girl wearing linen clothes and braids, who was protecting Mo Fanzheng wholeheartedly, wielding the dagger in her hand flexibly, laying down one after another. Arrow feathers.

"Okay." Mo Fanke responded.

Immediately afterwards, an arrow with a thick wrist rested on a strong bow in his hand, aimed at the girl in the center, pulled the bow, and fired it. A sound piercing through the air passed through countless small arrow feathers and headed towards the center of the battlefield. The girl shot straight away.

"Little trouble!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, his eyes widened, and his expression was full of horror.

Feeling a gust of wind whistling from behind, Xiao Nao turned around fiercely, and saw a black arrow feather approaching extremely fast, aiming straight at her with an irresistible momentum.

"Uh... puff..." The speed of the arrow feather was so fast that it was too late for people to react, and the powerful force seemed to shoot through the human body.

Everyone was astonished, and their faces were full of disbelief. Xiao Nao, who was always agile, couldn't dodge the arrow.

The dagger slipped from Xiao Nao's hand, and he firmly held the arrow that had sunk into his body with both hands. His body backed up again and again, and he fell to the ground after being hit.

The strength of this arrow was big enough to break her waist, even if she tried her best, she still couldn't stop it.

"Little trouble!"

Mo Fanzheng let out a cry of pain, and rushed towards the girl. The man's eyes turned blood red in an instant, and he quickly picked up the girl on the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with trembling hands.

The soldiers around were filled with grief and indignation. They rushed into the breakthrough of the encirclement with all their strength, stepped on the corpses of countless companions, spread out from the breakthrough, occupied a favorable position for themselves, and fought with the gold-clothed guards mixed with warriors from the seven major families.

"Brother Fanzheng, this... is for you!" The girl reached out and took out an ancient sheepskin pouch from her body, and stuffed it into Mo Fanzheng's hand with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes curved into a smile.

She had thought that this day would come, but she didn't expect it to come so early, she didn't expect that she still had so much reluctance, she couldn't protect Brother Fanzheng anymore.

Mo Fanzheng was so sad and indignant that he couldn't speak, his eyes were lonely and dark, Xiao Nao gently raised his hand, touched the man's face, and said intermittently: "No... don't be sad, this is a blessing bag, Xiao Nao Hope...you can stay away from sadness, be free...to pursue the life you want."

Although she has only known Brother Fan Zheng for a few days, she has already heard about him from Uncle Wu Hai. She often thinks, what kind of man is that?
It wasn't until she saw him with her own eyes that she realized that those eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there were deep emotions hidden in those eyes, as if she had never had real happiness.

If he really wanted to say yes, it was when he was introducing a few of his friends. At that time, his eyes were shining brightly.

She saw his reluctance to part with his friends, the helplessness of wanting to pursue his own ideals but having to bear the responsibilities on his shoulders, he should be eager to find his friends.

"Brother Fanzheng, please, please... take my blessings...Brother Fanzheng, don't be sad..." The girl's hand slipped from the man's face, and the weak voice disappeared from the ear. Slightly closed, never to open again.

"Little trouble!" A scream of pain burst out from the roar, Mo Fanzheng hugged the girl in his arms tightly, holding an ancient sheepskin pouch in his hand, and endless grief spread all over his body.

What the girl said echoed in my ears, Brother Fanzheng, I will cover you!
Brother Fanzheng, don't be sad...

do not be sad……

The girl's shy face lost all warmth, her complexion was ethereal and pale, and she had passed away.

Mo Fanzheng gently put down her body, his whole body burst into an astonishing aura, a hurricane swept over his body, and the black eagle feather armor on his body spread out in an instant, like a huge wing, flying fiercely in the air With a slap, the wind howled instantly on the ground, and the dust was high.

The black eagle feather armor that opened seemed to be spiritual, and it grew bigger and bigger on Mo Fanzheng's body. The black and shiny feathers fluttered up and down, sweeping the arrow feathers flying from all directions to the ground.

Mo Fanzheng's face was gloomy, and his body was full of murderous intent. He wore the black eagle feather armor and charged into the breakthrough of the enemy's encirclement, covering the brave soldiers behind him. Flying into the air in place, fleeing in all directions, collapsing endlessly.

Mo Fanzheng took the lead, followed by the mournful and angry soldiers. Everyone rushed into the enemy group with high morale, bursting out with astonishing strength.

In the sky, the black-clothed archers on Sand Eagle's back suddenly became serious, and accelerated the speed of releasing arrows in their hands to help the golden-clothed guards on the ground.

Lian Na was shocked, she didn't expect Mo Fanzheng to be so powerful, he almost disrupted half of the encirclement of the guards in golden clothes, but it was absolutely impossible for him to escape from their net!

(End of this chapter)