Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 225 The Wind and Shadow of Zhushen Pavilion (2)

More than a dozen men in black quickly dispersed, but their eyes were fixed on Jun Wuqing. The sword in his hand was still in his hand, and then it snapped abruptly.

Not only that, even the iron swords of those men in black were broken into scrap iron one after another, the cold wind was blowing, Jun Wuqing clutched his chest, but forcibly endured it, "Wingless..."

"Pfft..." Wu Yi spat out another mouthful of blood, but forced a smile, "My lord, my subordinates are fine."

Supporting his precarious body with his saber, a blood-red fight kicked off. In the snow, the originally white area was gradually stained red with blood, like a plum blossom that just bloomed. At this moment, it looked like this The glare makes people feel that the eyes are still alive.

The target of the comer's assassination was Jun Wuqing at first glance. Seeing that he was shocked back a few steps, he was a little surprised. Jun Wuqing's martial arts is also one of the best in the Jianghu, and now he is still in the hands of these men in black. It can't be worth twenty strokes.

"My lord, are you alright?" Yunfeng stepped forward to support Jun Wuqing. At this moment, his veins were bulging, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his dark eyes became more and more gloomy, and he glanced coldly a few times, but his chest was extremely painful Yes, damn it, he was also injured by the sword qi just now, if Jun Wufeng was not present, he would not have been injured at all, Yunfeng watched the accompanying guards fall in a pool of blood one by one, buried by the wind and snow, and chopped down Blood splattered from his head and arms, and the screams were even louder. Never before had any assassin been so cruel.

Yunfeng narrowed his eyes gradually, and then his eyes fell on the inside of the red sedan chair. The thin red gauze was useless in the cold wind, and he could vaguely see the man inside, but he could not see his face. This person's aura is so strong that it gives people a feeling of oppression. Wu Yi stood up tremblingly and stood in front of Yunfeng and Jun Wuqing, "My lord, hurry up, this is the shadow killer of Zhushen Pavilion. It's not good for the prince."

Zhushen Pavilion?
The three words almost stimulated Yunfeng's nerves, and he was slightly stunned, Zhushen Pavilion?He moved his eyes again and stared at the red sedan chair, could it be him?
Yunfeng's fingers were trembling slightly, his face was also slightly pale, his whole body was visibly trembling, Jun Wuqing frowned slightly, seeing the slight trembling of the woman supporting him, thinking that she was afraid, he took her into his arms, "Don't worry, Ben The king will not let you die."

Unexpectedly, Yunfeng suddenly pushed Jun Wuqing away, and shouted loudly, "Wu Yi, take the prince first."

At the same time, Su Wu, who was at the side, was struggling to protect Jun Wufeng, and shouted, "My lord, I beg you to protect my master."

Yunfeng stood in the wind and snow, his eyes suddenly became much colder, and he just stared at the luan sedan so coldly, "Is that you?" She approached the red luan sedan step by step, the same, she was dead Staring at the man in the sedan chair, of course that man would notice her too.

"Yunfeng, you come back to me."

Yun Feng was walking like this, suddenly he was startled suddenly, his whole body trembled, his cold eyes suddenly became dull, and Yun Feng, who had his back to Jun Wuqing, suddenly turned around, picked up the long sword on the ground and pointed at Jun Wuqing The sudden change was unexpected, but fortunately Jun Wuqing reacted quickly, Wu Yi was even more angry when he saw this, and shouted, "Miss Yun, what are you doing?"

At the same time, Hua Wuyao's intoxicating peach blossom eyes suddenly retracted, and a sharp ray of light became more and more cold, grabbing Yunfeng's arm, as if wishing to kill her.

(End of this chapter)