Chapter six hundred and ninetieth surrounded
"All the disciples obey orders and kill them."
Yuwen Sheng gave an order.
Dozens of masters besieged Fu Junhao and the other two.
"Godmother, what should we do?"
"There are so many of them?"
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked scared. Although they had practiced the Eternal Life Art, one of the four great masters, they had just started. They were not strong enough and had not even reached the innate realm. How could they compete with the master?
"You back and they will leave it to me."
Fu Junmao looked cold and pushed the two behind him, then pulled out the sword in his hand and fought against the Yuwen clan's sect.
As a disciple of the No. 1 master of Goguryeo, Fu Junhua is not weak in strength and has the cultivation of a great master.
However, after being chased by the masters of the Yuwen clan, her situation was not good and she was seriously injured.
Fu Junhua jumped and his sword shadow flew wildly, and he met the servants of the Yuwen clan.
Dozens of masters besieged one person, and the true energy was free, and the entire street turned into chaos. Under the impact of the true energy, the surrounding houses collapsed one after another.
"Escape quickly."
"They are all warriors."
Ordinary people who were originally located in this street were panicked and fled in scattered.
Although this world is a half-step high martial arts world, ordinary people are still unaware of martial arts, so they naturally cannot stay where the warriors fight.
"The Eternal Life Skill is on you."
When dozens of subordinates besieged Fu Junmao, Yuwen Sheng's eyes fell on Kou Zhong and the others.
Whoosh.
The master's body speed turned into a afterimage and instantly rushed behind the two of them.
"Take the Eternal Life Skill to avoid death." Yuwen Sheng said to the two of them.
"You, don't come over."
"Come here again, don't blame us for being polite..."
The two of them were so scared that they staggered back.
"I want to see why you guys are not polite."
Yuwen Sheng hit the two of them with a palm, and his vigorous palm erupted, hitting them.
"ah."
Kou Zhong and the others screamed and were directly bombarded, spitting blood in their mouths, and they couldn't get up. However, it seemed that Yuwen Sheng deliberately kept his hand and did not directly kill the two of them.
Otherwise, with his great master's cultivation level, he could kill two people with one palm.
"stop."
When Fu Junmao heard the screams of the two, he quickly turned his head, killed several Yuwen clan members with one sword, and rushed towards Yuwen Sheng.
"If you are not injured, you may still need some strength to deal with you, but now you are like an ant."
Yuwen Valve looked at Fu Junhuan who was rushing towards him and sneered. The long sword in his hand raised, and immediately rushed to Fu Junhuan. With a wave of his right arm, the long sword in his hand turned into dozens of sword shadows, covering Fu Junhuan, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces.
"Sword Art."
Fu Junhua was shocked. The sword in his hand changed, and the true energy changed, forming a dense sword net around him. The moment dozens of sword shadows swept over, there were sounds of sword energy and sword energy fighting, and the sword net completely blocked the dozens of sword shadows that were slashed.
But Yuwen Sheng had enough strength.
"A man from the foreign land, die."
Yuwen Sheng sneered and slashed out again with a knife. The light of the knife appeared and slashed the empty air flow and instantly fell on Fu Junhua's head.
"It's over."
Fu Junhao felt as if he was ashamed. With a sword in his hand, she knew that Yuwen Sheng's sword would be difficult to take.
The sword-gaming technique just now consumed most of the true energy in her dantian, and now she is at the end of her strength.
This swordsmanship is her master's strongest swordsmanship and is not so easy to use.
Bang.
Swords collided.
Fu Junhua was shocked by the power of this sword and was injured in the courtyard wall of a house on the street. The strong courtyard wall also collapsed directly, and Fu Junhua fell into the pile of rocks.
But within a few dozen breaths, the battle ended, and Fu Jun-woo and the other two became fish to be slaughtered.
"I'm giving you the last chance to hand over the Eternal Life Skill, otherwise I won't blame you for being polite." Yuwen Sheng threatened again, and his eyes looked around the street cautiously.
He knew that this was not the territory of his Yuwen clan. If he insisted on robbing him, he had no idea where Fu Junhua hid the Eternal Life Skill. It would take time to find it. If Fu Junhua could force him to hand it over, it would be great. After all, the purpose of their Yuwen clan was the Eternal Life Skill.
"You're dreaming." Fu Junhuan cursed violently as he endured the knife wounds of his body.
"You are forcing me to kill you." Yuwen Sheng was also a little angry.
"Kill it, but don't forget whose territory is here? When the Han people arrive, you will definitely die."
"The Han Dynasty is even ahead of the Song Dynasty. Although your Yuwen Valve is strong, it is still inferior to the Song Valve. This time I will see how your Yuwen Valve ends." Fu Junhuan sneered and sarcastically.
"Sir, we must decide as soon as possible, otherwise we will not be able to deal with the people from the Han Dynasty." A disciple of the Yuwen clan came to Yuwen Sheng and said.
"Take all three of them and retreat immediately."
Yuwen Sheng gritted his teeth and made a decision.
but.
Although their battle situation only takes dozens of breaths.
But the fluctuations of the fighting aura were immediately noticed by the inspected Imperial Guards.
Step, step.
Only bursts of violent treading sounds, and the pleasant sound of soldiers and armor colliding.
The street they were located on all sides were surrounded by velociraptors and cavalry. In the void, strong winds blew everywhere, and the Imperial Guards' Wingdragons and cavalry were also whistling.
"Who is so bold that he dares to be arrogant in my big city of Seoul?"
Above the void, Meng Zhi swept the situation below coldly and shouted angrily.
And below.
The Imperial Guards were also indifferent.
"Oh no, why did they come so quickly? Does the army dispatching does not require many orders?"
Seeing the army surrounding all over the world, all the disciples of the Yuwen clan changed their faces.
"Ahem, Yuwen Sheng, don't think about living this time. The power of the Han Kingdom is definitely not something you can resist." Fu Junhua looked at Yuwen Sheng and sneered, saying that he wanted to take a cushion even if he died.
"Stop being angry. We are chasing the clan and rebels. Our clan is willing to compensate for all the losses caused here." Yuwen Sheng put away his sword and said respectfully to Meng Zhi.
"My big city of Han, no matter the royal relatives or sects, should not provoke force in the city. Those who disobey will be taken directly and sent to prison. Now this commander only gives you one player, throw down your weapons, and be captured obediently, otherwise..." Meng Zhi's eyes swept across Yuwen Sheng and their disciples: "Die!"
"Can you understand this time? Our clan is willing to pay all the price?"
In the territory of the Han Dynasty, Yuwen Sheng really did not dare to compete, so he could only beg for mercy.
"People are ready."
Meng Zhi is not a good person, he waved his hand.
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Chapter completed!