Chapter 1323: White robe **** of war
But even so, the defending soldiers are still fighting to death.
The offensive side, dressed in black armor, looked fierce and wicked one by one, and women, children, young and old, refused to let go.
The blood dyed the palace red, and the screams rang from the city within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Seeing that miserable appearance, Rao Muyun was very knowledgeable, and for a while, he was shocked.
"Withdraw, withdraw!"
"The patriarch died in battle, protect the young patriarch and leave here!"
"Everyone, protect the young patriarch to the death."
At this moment, outside the hall, roars sounded.
The defender wore a red armor, stepping back, looking very miserable.
But at this moment, the main hall was crumbling in the fire, and those soldiers could not find their young patriarch at all.
"Are all these memories hidden deep in Biqingyu's mind?"
Mu Yun muttered to himself.
Only at this moment, he doesn't know these.
Mu Yun folded back and returned to the main hall, looking at the little girl, her appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Biqingyu's current appearance.
"Little Qingyu, stand up, run, run!"
Mu Yun was anxious.
But he could not decide anything at all.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of fighting is getting closer and closer.
Outside the hall, the soldiers in red armor fell one by one.
Those people in black robes rushed directly.
Suddenly, a group of figures dressed in black robes directly killed them.
Inside the hall, a group of figures stood still, but Biqingyu was just a child at this moment, completely unaware of it.
"He is the young patriarch of the Bi clan, take it away!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers in black armor stepped forward immediately.
"You can't take her away!" Mu Yun stood up at this moment, spreading his hands, blocking him in front of Biqingyu.
However, those black armors passed directly through his body.
He does not exist here.
咻咻...
However, at this moment, the two sword arrows passed directly through Mu Yun's body.
Puff!
Two voices sounded, and the arrow that passed through Mu Yun's body was directly inserted into the heads of the two soldiers behind.
The blood is blooming.
The breeze came out gently.
A figure stood at the entrance of the hall.
That figure, wearing a silver-white battle armor, is about 1.8 meters tall, looks majestic, with Danfeng eyes, and between the eyebrows, the heroic spirit is compelling.
Coupled with that silver-white armor, it can be described as majestic.
Wearing a white cloak, blowing with the breeze, wearing armor, really like the **** of war.
"kill!"
The man looked like he was about twenty years old and gave an order.
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the black armored soldiers in the hall immediately fell to the ground.
At this moment, in the hall, dozens of warriors, all in white armor, appeared.
Those warriors, or holding swords and spears, stood still and said nothing.
It's just that just standing there made Mu Yun feel that his breathing has become rapid.
At this moment, Mu Yun only heard the chaotic and noisy sounds outside the hall.
"The shepherd blood guard is here, run!"
"It's the Blood Guard, withdraw!"
"Little general in white, the herd's evildoer is here, retreat!"
Panic, screaming, constant sound...
It's just that at this moment, it's too chaotic and noisy, Mu Yun can't hear it really.
But you can see that outside, above the sky, a group of soldiers wearing white shirts appeared, and began to sweep the black armored soldiers.
The young man in front of him stepped out at this moment and came to the hall.
With a wave of the palm, all flames were wiped out.
"What...what's your name?" The white robe captain knelt down, looked at the little girl, and slowly said.
"I...my name is Xiaoyu..."
The little girl looked at the youth, cowardly.
"full name?"
"Green Jade!"
The little girl was nervous.
"Biqingyu, the young patriarch of the Bi clan, from now on, follow me!"
The white-robed young general's words fell, stood up, waved his big hand, and instructed the left and right: "Take her and take care of her!"
"Yes, Young Patriarch!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun cut in his heart.
Such a little girl, this guy should be by her side. It is estimated that when she is raised, she wants to do something bad. It seems that this white robe is not a good bird.
Seeing that the little girl is so cute and so scared, I don't know how to hug or comfort me, and only cares about my own power.
Mu Yun despised it in his heart.
But I have to admit that this guy, this outfit, this temperament, is...more handsome than him...
"Brother...I'm afraid!"
It's just that the little girl has a pair of big eyes open at the moment, looking at the young white robe, slowly opening her hands.
Seeing this scene, the young general Baipao hesitated for a moment, and finally held the young girl in his arms.
Mu Yun said to himself in his heart: This is the truth!
But then, the little girl said something, but it made Mu Yun dumbfounded.
"Brother, what's your name?"
"I?"
The white robe captain smiled slightly and said, "Brother's name, I am afraid it will scare you!"
"Girl Xiaoyu, the young patriarch of my family is the young patriarch of the shepherd, Muyun! She is known as the white robe **** of war, the young general in white!"
boom……
As soon as this remark came out, Mu Yun had completely forgotten the conversation between several people.
The young white-robed general, disregarding it, took the little girl and left the hall.
At this moment, Mu Yun didn't know where he was. He staggered, walked out of the hall, and looked outside the hall. Thousands of white-robed warriors slaughtered the tens of thousands of black-armored warriors. At the end, he couldn't say a word.
White robe **** of war!
The white boy!
The young patriarch of the herd—Mu Yun!
Is there such a coincidence in this world?
Two figures left here, but at this moment, Mu Yun didn't know what he was thinking about?
White robe warrior! The young patriarch of the herd—Mu Yun!
Heroic and prosperous, watching the world, the existence that people can only look up to.
Same name as him.
These, there is no connection.
But Biqingyu's goodwill, and his father Mu Qingyu's mysterious and powerful, from Beiyun City to Immortal Realm, there are so many tribulations.
But father always appeared at critical moments.
Everything seems reasonable, but everything seems unreasonable.
At this moment, Mu Yun had a paste inside his head.
The smoke dissipated, and Mu Yun's figure suddenly appeared in the mysterious space.
Biqingyu's soul gradually woke up.
"Mu Yun, why are you here?"
Seeing Mu Yun appearing beside him, Biqingyu was slightly startled.
"I……"
At this moment, Mu Yun was still unable to reverse his shock, as if sluggish.
"What do you see?"
Biqingyu said nervously.
"What did I see? I saw you fainted, and then rushed over immediately, shaking left and right, you didn't wake up, I thought I would die here with you!"
Hearing this, Biqingyu's face eased for a moment, and said: "This formation is open, and it is not allowed to be disturbed. Just now there were some accidents. I fell into a faint and it's okay."
"Ok!"
Mu Yun nodded blankly.
Biqingyu said calmly: "In this case, you quickly return to the space where you are, and we will break this last chess piece together!"
"it is good!"
After the words fell, Mu Yun turned and left.
"Miss Bi!"
Mu Yun, who just turned around, suddenly said, "Do you know my father?"
As soon as this remark came out, it was like five thunders, directly hitting Biqingyu's mind.
However, the green jade on the surface still said indifferently: "Your father? I have never seen it before!"
"Oh!"
After the words fell, Mu Yun turned and left.
At this moment, Bi Sapphire is a shocking wave in his heart.
Did he see something?
See that scene? Aroused suspicion?
No, you must not mess around yourself, otherwise, all your efforts will be in vain.
Biqingyu put away the shock in his heart and began to crack the last chess piece.
Boom boom boom...
At the same time, outside the space, everyone's fighting has reached a fever pitch.
The rumbling voice, one after another, is endless.
This roaring sound made both ears shake.
"Sword Yiming, Qiluohuangquanzong's seventh martial artist?"
Condescending Liu Fengyun said solemnly, "Some methods, I think you are not as simple as Huangquanzong on the surface, why? What are you planning secretly?"
Hearing this, Jian Yiming did not answer, but stood firmly in front of him.
On the other side, Wang Xinya, one person and one piano, actually blocked hundreds of martial artist disciples of the 33 Heavenly Sword Sect.
The name of the Qin Fairy is not because of a vain name.
However, everyone has been unable to attack for a long time, and it is impossible to crack the defense of these few dozens.
Both Muyun and Biqingyu remained still and stood firmly in place.
"Zhuo Yu, Ning Yun, is there any way now, everyone should not hide and tuck, otherwise the two will wake up, we, the situation is not good!"
Liu Fengyun suddenly spoke and looked at the two.
Upon hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Na Zhuo Yu and Ning Yun.
Can't let Mu Yun get through this difficult time so comfortably.
Killing Mu Yun is imminent.
"it is good!"
"Ok!"
The two figures nodded suddenly.
Suddenly, a round token appeared in Na Zhuo Yu's hand. The round token was the size of a palm. The flame enveloped it, emitting a faint glow of fire.
"Yan Zhenling!"
Seeing the token that appeared in Zhuo Yu's hand, everyone present changed their expressions.
Ning Yun lowered his head, thinking for a moment, a blood streamer appeared in his hand.
"Nine Underworld Blood Banner!"
Zhuo Yu also looked at Ning Yun blankly!
The Nine Underworld Blood Banner is a strange thing that Ning Yun obtained a few years ago. In this thing, it is said that there are hundreds of millions of people's blood, which is condensed and fixed.
Originally, it was supposed to be a golden immortal artifact, but unfortunately, it was damaged.
However, the damaged gold-level fairy artifacts were still several times better than the top-grade soul-level fairy artifacts.
When the two of them took out their trump cards, Liu Fengyun's mouth showed a smile.
This time, Mu Yun must be put to death.
"kill!"
Three figures suddenly shot out.
The Nine Underworld blood flags in Ning Yun's hand condensed a blood hand the size of one hundred meters in time, directly rushing out of the blood flags.
Behind the **** hand, there was a bang of blood connected to it, and along the way, there was a **** storm that made people afraid to covet.
The powerful vitality of this banner immediately caused the thirty-three disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect around them to be infected, and one by one, they rushed out.
Bang bang bang...
The violent roar sounded at this moment.
Everyone is completely dumbfounded.
Jian Yiming stepped back at this moment, with the long sword in his hand, one sword went horizontally, and the other vertical cut, and directly shot out.