Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

After talking to the city guard elders, Lu Yuan, Ji Yue and others joined the battle.

Xicheng suffered heavy losses before, but now, there are less than 10,000 guards left in the entire Xicheng, and they have to guard the major gates, so there are indeed not enough manpower.

There are only about a thousand people left at the west gate. However, among these guards, the one with the highest spiritual power is Cai Bai Ling, who is no match for the disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Valley.

But after a while, the original more than a thousand people were reduced to less than 500 people.

However, out of the hundreds of disciples in Ten Thousand Poison Valley, they only lost less than thirty people.

After Mr. Hong joined Lu Yuan in the battle, he started fighting with Lu Yuan.

The two were equally powerful, and after dozens of rounds, there was still no winner.

Bei Ming and Ji Yue took advantage of this time to kill a dozen junior disciples of the Holy Spirit in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley.

When King Zhao, City Lord Zhao and others saw the situation in front of them, they couldn't help but panic.

"He...he is also a spiritual master!"

City Lord Zhao was simply dumbfounded. He never imagined that two of the spiritual masters he was so proud of would suddenly appear in Xicheng, and both of them came from the Nameless Continent.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Several other city lords also began to panic at this time. They originally thought that with Mr. Hong here, they would be safe and sound, but now it seems that Mr. Hong is nothing more than this, and he can't even beat a kid.

"He is also a spiritual master!"

The disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Valley couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise after seeing Beiming's strength.

King Zhao looked up and saw Beiming fighting with a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley who was at the peak of the Holy Spirit. However, the disciple's throat was sealed by his sword in just a few moves.

Over there, Lu Yuan and Mr. Hong were still fighting. No one dared to get close within a hundred meters of the two, for fear of being involved accidentally.

King Zhao's face was very ugly. He took out a flare from his arms and pointed it at the sky. He heard a "bang" sound, and then a blue firework burst out in the sky.

After sending the signal, King Zhao took City Lord Zhao and secretly hid in a more private place.

When the city lords of the other two cities saw him, they all headed in their direction.

King Zhao glanced at them coldly, and then focused on Lu Yuan and Mr. Hong.

The two of them emitted red and white lights from time to time, with the cold wind and snow flying around them, and the battle was still going on fiercely.

Bei Ming, Ji Yue, Mu Qing, and Zhao Bin were entangled with the remaining Ten Thousand Poison Valley disciples.

"Your Majesty, can the signal flare you just set off be seen?"

The Lord of Flower City was really anxious at this moment. He suddenly regretted participating in this fight. If he had chosen to protect himself wisely at that time, he would definitely not be as scared and confused as he is today.

He originally thought that by following King Zhao and City Lord Zhao, he would have a chance to enter the Changsheng River, but now it seemed that, let alone King Zhao and City Lord Zhao, he looked at it, and even Mr. Hong might not be able to escape.

King Zhao glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "There is a group of guards from the royal city on the border of the West City. As long as they see this signal, they should be there soon."

Those guards were the ones he had retained to guard the border between the West City and the Royal City. There were about tens of thousands of them in total.

There are not many troops in Xicheng now, and the spiritual master is entangled by the master, and the other is also entangled by the disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Valley. As long as those people can arrive, he firmly believes that they will win!