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"Girl, step back first!"
Dongfang Longqi saw Dongfang Ningyun's situation, and immediately shouted at her.
But Dongfang Ningyun gritted her teeth and said, "Grandpa, I, I can still persevere!"
Suddenly, Dongfang Ningyun was accidentally slashed on the arm by an ancient clansman during the chaos.
"hiss--"
Dongfang Ningyun was in pain, and the red leaf in her hand was burned, and she didn't hold it tightly, and let it go.
"Kill her!"
Seeing Dongfang Ningyun revealing her flaws, the surrounding ancient people immediately surrounded her with murderous aura.
"Oops!"
Dongfang Longqi hurriedly ordered other children to go to support, but the ancient people also saw the important position of Dongfang Ningyun, and desperately dragged out the steps of other Dongfang family children, preventing them from having a chance to support.
"Are you going to die..."
Dongfang Ningyun stood precariously on the mountain road, watching the ferocious faces getting closer.
Taking a deep breath, all that came from his nose was the smell of blood.
At this time of life and death, what flashed through Dongfang Ningyun's mind was not her past in the Yanwu Army, nor how many military exploits she had made...
It was the time in Bailu City.
He is a young man with a grin that makes his teeth itch but is inexplicably at ease.
She still remembered that when she was transferred back to the family, the first thing she asked Dongfang Longqi was when she could return to Bailu City.
At that time, Dongfang Longqi showed a meaningful smile and joked: "Our little dragon girl is growing up."
Dongfang Ningyun vaguely remembered that all the cigarettes that Dongfang Longqi hid on the mountain that day were thrown away by herself in embarrassment.
"Ugh......"
With a complicated sigh, Dongfang Ningyun slowly closed her eyes, preparing to welcome the arrival of death.
But at this moment, a familiar voice came from her ear.
"Silly boy, that's not how Hongyeyaki is used."
Dongfang Ningyun suddenly opened her eyes.
At some point, a thin figure stood in front of her.
A head of silver hair fluttered against the strong wind.
Although she wasn't wearing a battle suit, there was a trembling aura of a war god all over her body.
"Auntie!"
Dongfang Ningyun cried out in surprise.
At this critical moment, Dongfang Muxue, the goddess of killing famous in the Yanwu Army, miraculously appeared on the battlefield.
"Although I am no longer a member of the Dongfang family, I can't see a group of young people running wild in the place where I used to live!"
Dongfang Muxue's fierce eyes swept around, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped a few points.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 2242 Red Leaf Asura
Although the people of the ancient clan were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Dongfang Muxue, it was just that.
After a short reaction, he rushed over with strange screams, ready to knock down Dongfang Muxue and Dongfang Ningyun together.
"Just let me do my last bit for this family."
There was a flash of light in Dongfang Muxue's eyes, and she suddenly waved towards the red leaves burning on the ground.
"bass--"
In the void, a sharp cutting sound suddenly sounded.
The scarlet short blade flew quickly from the ground back to Dongfang Muxue's hand.
On the way it flew, it also scratched several ancient people.
This mysterious scene finally awakened the minds of the maddened Gu clansmen.
They slammed on the brakes, stayed where they were, and stared at Dongfang Muxue with apprehension on their faces.
"Thousands of flowers are gone, and a tree's red leaves are burned..."
Dongfang Muxue caressed Hongye Shao, and murmured: "Old man, are you willing to fight with me this last time?"
Hongye Shao seemed to understand Dongfang Muxue's words, and it trembled slightly in her palm, making a sharp buzzing sound.
Dongfang Muxue had a gentle smile on her face, and when she raised her head again, the smile had turned into a murderous aura.
"kill!"
After uttering a single word neatly, Dongfang Muxue had already entered into the crowd of the ancient tribe by herself.
Dongfang Muxue, as the true inheritor of Jue Dao Sect, has comprehended the Desperate Sword Intent to the extreme, and her realm has even reached the stage of Intangible Dao Intent.
Even Ye Hong took advantage of her heart knot to defeat her.
If it is a direct confrontation, Ye Hong firmly believes that this person is not much weaker than Ge Dan, Sima Zhengming and other veteran ancient martial artists.
And on this Longjiao Peak, Dongfang Muxue, who possessed such terrifying strength, turned into a real god-killing Asura!
The scarlet red leaves burned, like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the ancient people.
Dongfang Muxue turned into an afterimage of her debut, fighting in and out of the crowd.
On the battlefield, strips of vacuum zones appeared in an instant.
Those lying in these vacuum areas are naturally the dead souls burned by the red leaves!
Dongfang Muxue's terrifying strength frightened the ancient people so much that they dared not attack, and it was too late to escape.
All of a sudden, Dongfang Muxue killed from the mountainside all the way to the bottom of the mountain.
Wherever it goes, no one can stop it, no one can stop it, no one dares to stop it!
"Run!"
The people of the ancient tribe who were still flocking to the mountain just now had already flowed like a torrent, fleeing like a torrent from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.
But before they had time to celebrate their escape, armored vehicles in camouflage colors lay across the road down the mountain.
The cold barrels of the guns were already aimed at them.
Another reinforcement from the Yanwu Army finally arrived at the foot of Longjiao Peak.
Cooperating with the Dongfang family, these ancient people were surrounded at the foot of the mountain.
In an instant, all the ancient people were so frightened that they petrified in place.
If you advance, you will surely become the soul of the dead under the shells of the Yanwu Army!
Step back, and face that silver-haired female Shura again!
It is neither advancing nor retreating. It seems that there is no better choice than waiting to die.
At this moment, they were all annoyed why they appeared here today.
Is the food at home not delicious?
Is the bed not warm enough?
Is the WIFI signal not good enough?
He was living a comfortable life, why did he make trouble with the Shangguan family?
Why did you listen to Shangguan Wangxuan and come here to die?
They never hated Shangguan Wangxuan more than now!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 2243
After the two main battlefields of the Holy Temple and Longjiao Peak were settled, it meant that Shangguan Wangxuan's plan had basically gone bankrupt.
Most of the members of the Ximen family who came to Beijing this time were also trapped in these two places.
The other members of the Jinggu tribe who heard the news were frightened and ran away, preparing to flee the capital.
Under the night sky, there are Taodao figures in ancient costumes, fleeing out of the capital with a bloodless face.
A group of members of the sub-clan who were fleeing were suddenly stopped by a group of people at the side of an alley.
Just when they were about to swear to the death to fight to the end, they found that the person on the opposite side was also wearing ancient costumes.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, we are good friends of the ancient Jingdu clan, the Shangguan family, and we are specially here to help you out of the city!"
Someone in the group spoke.
The members of the sub-clan did not suspect him, and left with the group in surprise.
In the alleys of the capital, these sub-clan members gradually found that not only did they not stay away from the capital, but they went deeper and deeper.
But when they realized that the situation was wrong and were about to turn around and leave, a strong net fell from the sky.
Like fishing, trap them tightly in the net.
"Let us go!"
Amid roars, a man and a woman slowly walked out from the nearby courtyard.
The tall and thin young man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and was silently watching these sub-clan members with cold eyes.
The young woman in black dress next to him covered her mouth and laughed, "What a bunch of idiots.
With this little IQ, you still want to occupy the temple? "
"Who are you?!"
The members of the sub-clan who were bound kept roaring.
"Let me introduce myself." The corners of the young woman's mouth curled up in a cold arc, "I am Nangong Yao, the Patriarch of the Nangong Family.
Next to me is my husband, Qin Hao, the grandson of Qin Zhengyan, the leader of the defense team. "
Hearing the names of Qin Hao and Nangong Yao, those sub-clan members stopped struggling immediately, and their faces became pale.
Obviously they also knew that if they fell into the hands of these two people, there must be no good end.
They immediately understood that those who played the roles of the ancient people just now must be from the Nangong family.
No, can't say cosplay.
Because the Nangong family was also a member of the ancient alliance.
Only after Nangong Yao married into the Qin family, the Nangong family completely deviated from the line of the ancient clan, and now it has been completely reborn and has become a part of the Qin family.
It is no wonder that they have won the trust of these sub-clan members for their true colors.
After asking these guys to be taken down, Qin Hao ordered with a sullen face: "Keep moving!
Don't let these small fish and shrimp escape Kyoto half a step! "
In Diaochan District, the Murong family, Murong Chuo also sent out the masters of the house to help arrest the fleeing Zi clan members on the street.
Zhuque district, Huangfu family.
The gate that was once kicked by Ye Hong had already been repaired.
But since Ye Hong took Huangfu Xiao away, this door has never been opened again.
The entire Huangfu family has entered a closed family state like hibernation.
But just tonight, the door was reopened.