The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 1283 The Heavenly Soldier, the Death of the Empress Dowager (4)
"Fanchang——" the queen mother's voice was obviously tired, even a little vague. She wanted to raise her hand to touch her granddaughter's face, but her arm was so numb that she couldn't move at all. In the end, she could only Give it up, sighed and said: "Don't cry, grandma promised to pick you a good family, but now——"

Her voice weakened, and the final sound, accompanied by a heavy sigh, passed by the ears of the two of them, and was finally blown away quickly.

This is a person's life, even if it has always been rich and beautiful, no one knows when it will end abruptly.

"Grandmother—" Princess Fanchang hissed in horror, but Feng Qi pulled her arm expressionlessly and dragged her away. on the carriage.

The situation in Fengyi here is not very good, the arrow that was going to shoot Fengqi was blocked by the queen mother, Tie Fang and others who were worried about the safety of their master suddenly lost their worries, and Rong Xianyang and Yanling Lord Even the dozens of hidden guards who came over to meet him later were suppressed to death.

"Your Highness, they have a large number of people. If we continue to waste like this, we will fall into a disadvantage sooner or later. While the situation is still under control, the subordinates will help you for a while, so you go first!" He retreated back to him, and said quickly: "It seems that there is a problem with the person who responded, we can only rely on ourselves for the time being."

Since Rong Xianyang was fine, and the number of people he brought over to intercept and kill was only two hundred, one can imagine what the rest of his people were going to do.

Now that the matter has reached this point, it can only be seen as tricks.

Feng Yi didn't even think about it, so he nodded.

Just as Tie Fang was about to go diagonally, he saw the opportunity and stabbed obliquely with his sword, Feng Yi hurriedly regained his mind, turned his body sideways and retreated, and avoided it skillfully.

The guard next to him raised his sword to meet him, but he didn't step forward to help, he turned around decisively and left.

The nearby guards were also very obedient, and seven or eight people quickly surrounded him and followed him, building a protective line behind him.

How could Rong Xianyang see him escape just like that, and as soon as his face sank, he kicked away a gray-clothed man who was entangled with him. He was going to chase Fengyi, but when he saw the impenetrable road behind him He immediately changed his mind, turned his feet, but ran to the outside, untied a longbow from the horse, drew the bow and shot three arrows in a row.

His arrow skills are superb, both in strength and accuracy are second to none.

The first arrow killed one of Fengyi's hidden guards. Although the people behind were prepared and blocked with a horizontal sword in time, they were still collided by his strength and immediately lost their formation.

Lord Yanling, who was also wanting to catch up with him, took advantage of the gap and ran over with his sword in hand.

Feng Yi turned his head hastily, his heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of crisis came suddenly.

"Cover your mouth—" he said loudly, but before he could say the word "mouth and nose", he saw Lord Yanling wave his sleeves and throw a handful of light blue smoke from his hand.

Most of the remaining seven hidden guards were hit immediately, and four were directly softened.

Among the remaining three, two were extremely alert and barely escaped the catastrophe, but the other was also a bit slower. Although he was not immediately stunned like the other companions, his expression was also in a trance.

Holding on to the last bit of conscious consciousness, he raised his sword and stabbed at Lord Yanling. Lord Yanling did not evade, he curled the corner of his lips coldly, and shot at the same time, piercing his chest with a sword.

"Ah - despicable!" The impenetrable protective net was broken in an instant, and the two hidden guards in Fengyi glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes.

Lord Yanling didn't change his face, he just took advantage of the victory and pursued, caught up, and met the sword of a dark guard again.

Tie Fang then arrived and entangled the remaining hidden guard.

At this time, Rong Xianyang had already thrown away the singing skills in his hands, picked up the long sword again and ran over.

As a last resort, Feng Yi could only draw out the soft sword hidden in his waist to wrestle with him.

The two of them saw each other as enemies, each of them was merciless, and they attacked fiercely, both of them would kill them.

Originally, Rong Xianyang was superior in terms of martial arts attainments, but he was assassinated and injured by Fengyi's people in front of him and lost a lot of blood. At this time, his physical strength was affected to some extent.

Evenly matched!

The two of them went through dozens of moves in a row and it was still hard to tell the winner. At this time, Feng Qi, who had placed the Queen Mother's body, had rushed over again. However, he held a sword in his hand, stabbing firmly at Feng Yi who was trying his best to deal with Rong Xianyang.

Feng Yi was annoyed in his heart, although he managed to avoid the vital point, he still had a sword sweep across his shoulder, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

The confrontation between the two parties here has been going on for quite a while. Chu Xunyang looked at the sky and couldn't help but feel anxious, so he ordered loudly: "Do your best to win the battle quickly!"

Feng Yi came prepared, his reinforcements were definitely not limited to these, if someone came to reinforce him, it would be troublesome.

After Feng Yi was injured, he gradually fell into defeat. Although Feng Qi's combat power was weak, it happened to be somewhat effective when used to make up for the lack of Rong Xianyang who had been severely injured. After more than ten moves, Rong Xianyang finally saw the time Suddenly, a sword pierced Feng Yi's abdomen.

At this time, drawing the sword would definitely aggravate the injury, but Rong Xianyang did not have the time to withdraw the sword voluntarily, and Feng Yi took the initiative to retreat.

It's just that Rong Xianyang's sword pierced deeply, his abdomen was bleeding profusely, his body was unstable, he took two steps back while clutching his wound, and bumped into a tall mulberry tree by the roadside.

The leaves fluttering on the tree fell, and at the same time, a child yelled in panic, "Help!"

On the branch of the mulberry tree shivered a small figure, in fact, Rong Xianyang had seen it since he bent his bow and shot an arrow at Fengyi from a distance.

Mulberry trees are planted on the side of the road here, and nearby people often come to pick mulberry leaves.

Rong Xianyang didn't take it seriously at first, and at this moment he raised his sword and was about to go forward again. Seeing the child falling from the top of his head, out of a subconscious reaction, he could only stretch out his hand to catch it.

It was a boy with delicate features, who looked about seven or eight years old, his face was stained with dust, he looked a little embarrassed, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes with a frightened expression.

Rong Xianyang glanced down inadvertently, and suddenly felt that the child's eyebrows and eyes seemed familiar. There was a momentary difference in his heart. Before he could recall where he had seen him before, Chu Xunyang, who was standing in the distance, suddenly said loudly: "Father beware, that child—"

But it was still too late, before she could finish her sentence, Rong Xianyang's chest suddenly felt cold, and the child held in his arms stabbed him steadily.

(End of this chapter)