Chapter 93 Sword spirit, go north and die

Qin Yan has run back to the tower again, and the guards were shocked. Miss, why did you come here again? Where's the person who sent you?

" will... General..." The soldiers climbed up the tower and were already exhausted.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't I ask you to send the young lady back?" The general said angrily.

"Yes... The young lady ran back by herself. The soldier replied.

The general turned to look at Qin Yan, but saw that Qin Yan had already lying on the wall and looking into the distance, as if she was looking for something.

Qin Yan tried her best to avoid the scene under the city, but the smell of blood blowing in the wind made Qin Yan's face pale and nausea.

The huge knife light carrier has incomparable energy, and the aura has swept away, revealing the clouds formed by evil spirits.

The huge spiritual power has hit Qianqiu one after another, and the old man in the north has used all the cultivation of the Danhua period.

The old man in the north held a knife and held the heavenly sword in his hand that had already condensed a lifelong cultivation in the Danhua period. He slowly split it towards Qianqiu. Yes, slowly, the huge spiritual power was full, and caused the spiritual power to hinder the fall of the broken magic knife. The huge energy collided back and forth with the earth under Qianqiu. The two armies in the fierce battle were so shocked that they stopped their swords and stared at the dazzling light and energy above their heads.

Qianqiu was impacted by this energy and couldn't help spitting out blood, but he was still standing still in place. The green blade in his hand was still condensed with evil spirit, and his eyes were still staring straight at the old man's armor in the north.

It's getting bigger and bigger. The spiritual armor on the old man in the north is getting bigger and bigger in Qianqiu's eyes, and even a small part is clearly visible, but this is not enough. It gets bigger again, and all the parts become bigger in Qianqiu's eyes again. Finally, a place with the thinnest material is revealed, where the whole spiritual armor is the most Weak place.

The broken magic knife has reached the top of Qianqiu's head, and Qianqiu's evil spirit has also condensed to the limit he can bear.

"Drink!" Qianqiu shouted, and the Qingfeng sword stabbed towards the old man in the north. The blood-red evil spirit instantly covered the whole sword body, and the Taiji picture rotated mysterious traces in front of him.

The 'bang' knife light shone, covering Qianqiu's whole body. The powerful spiritual power is like a sea wave, but in this huge spiritual wave, there is an extremely slight sound.

The whole evil cloud suddenly exploded, and the huge energy rolled up everything on the ground, and both sides of the fierce battle were also in it.

A white light shot out, and Qianqiu's body was pushed out of the explosive evil cloud and quickly smashed to the ground.

"Quickly, catch him." Feng Qian was also staring at everything just now, watching Qianqiu fly over and quickly shouting at the soldiers behind him.

The four soldiers joined forces to catch Qianqiu, but they also withdrew more than ten meters.

"Marshal, he was seriously injured, and his life and death are unknown." A soldier said.

"Let me see." At this time, the blind man dragged his body over, probed Qianqiu's pulse and said, "He is very dangerous. I need a quiet place to treat him."

"How long can it last?" Feng Qian asked.

"The time of three incense." With that, the blind man took out one of his elixir and put it into Qianqiu's mouth.

"Three sticks of incense..." Feng Qian looked at the battle ahead, and the losses of the two sides were flat, and there was already a stalemate. However, don't forget that the elite of Fengqian is 700,000, while Qin Yue is 500,000. Feng Qian still has 200,000 more, just behind him.

"Okay, press all the rest of the people and attack the city for me within the three incense." Feng Qian said.

"Yes."

'Touch' a person smashed at Qin Yan's side. Qin Yan retreated, and a bruised person fell to Qin Yan's feet.

Qin Yan looked carefully and was shocked. She quickly squatted down to help the man and shouted, "Master, Master."

The old man in the north opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Qin Yan. A doting smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, "Woman, Master is going to... Let's go.

"Is Master going to die?" Qin Yan asked in a trembling voice, and she didn't understand anything.

Hearing Qin Yan's question, there was a trace of bitterness in her eyes in the north. Long ago... I advised your father not to... I spoil you too much to let you... See the world, but he doesn't listen... If you lose today, how can you survive in the future... Poo." Another mouthful of blood spewed out, and his expression was depressed again.

"Master, don't die. Yaner still wants you to make a kite..." Qin Yan finally cried and shocked the general who was stunned by the scene just now.

When the general looked this way, he was shocked and quickly ran over. Northern Immortal Master?"

Qin Yan lay on her chest and cried in the north, and her eyes in the north gradually faded. Suddenly, there was a thrill in the north, and her eyes immediately woke up a little. Suddenly, he shouted to the general and said, "Come on, take Yaner and escape from Dingyan City as far as it is."

The general stepped back a few steps and realized that something was wrong. In his heart, the Northern Fairy Master had never said such a thing.

"Fairy Master... For... Why?" The general asked.

"I feel that a fairy cultivator came here in the distance. He was at the same level as me. It must have been sent by the royal family of the State of Zhao. There is no doubt that the city owner will be defeated this time. You take some people and protect Yan'er immediately. You must protect her and teach her how to behave in the future." After saying these words in one breath, Bei* took off his own ring and put it on Qin Yan's hand. The general knew that he had returned to the light.

The guard hesitated for a while and continued to hold his breath and shouted, "What does the city lord do to you? Can't you do this little thing?"

The general immediately looked solemn and nodded heavily, "Be sure to take the lady's safety out of Dingyan City."

A gratified look appeared in his northward eyes. He picked up Qin Yan's head and looked at Qin Yan's face with the rain. Finally, a mouthful of blood spewed out and died.

"Master..." Qin Yan cried sadly.

"Which of you would like to protect the lady with me and leave?" The general looked at the besieged defenders and said.

The city guards, look at me, I look at you, I look at you, and only more than ten people stood up in the end. A disappointed look flashed in the general's eyes, and then looked at the ten soldiers standing out and said, "Well, brothers, I may never come back. I, Zhao, have worshipped several brothers today."

The soldiers hurriedly came forward to help General Zhao, "What's wrong with General Zhao? The city lord takes us well, and it's also our business to protect the young lady."

"Hmm." General Zhao nodded with chopity, and then turned his eyes to the other soldiers, all of whom looked unnatural.

"Since the brothers are willing to stay here to guard the city, I don't blame you. I just want to say that although Zhao is not a good person, I usually treat you well. If Feng Qian and they enter the city, you are not killed in battle, please take more care of Zhao's family. Even if Zhao dies, he will thank you in heaven. " General Zhao said.

"We are the same. Brothers, please take more care of our family." Ten soldiers also said at the same time.

"General Zhao, just go. If we don't die, we will try our best to save your family."

General Zhao walked to Qin Yan, who was still crying, and said, "Miss, let's go."

"No, I won't." Qin Yan said without raising her head.

General Zhao stopped talking and cut Qin Yan in the back of her neck with a knife, and Qin Yan suddenly fainted.

General Zhao carried Qin Yan behind his back and looked under the wall. There was a god in his heart, Qin Yue, the god in the heart of all the armored army.

Qin Yue seemed to feel General Zhao's gaze and also looked up. Qin Yue first gave General Zhao an inquiring look, because he had just seen him fly north to the tower.

"Help the fairy master up." General Zhao said that several soldiers leaned against the wall on the dead north, and Qin Yue could just see it.

Seeing the north, Qin Yue already knew that the north was dead. Xuanshi's vision was still good, and he could see it clearly from far away. From his face in the north, he could see that he was dead.

Qin Yue's eyes showed despair and incompared sadness.

He shouted with real anger, "Zhao Jun, take Yaner away."

The sound floated up the tower, with a desolation.

General Zhao's eyes were red. He saw from Qin Yue's eyes that he was still a father. General Zhao nodded heavily again. This time, it was different from the one in the north, and this time it was more firm and sad.

Seeing General Zhao nodding, Qin Yue showed a smile and shouted again, "You are now my brothers, brothers, Yan'er will be handed over to you." Then, Qin Yue shouted to all the soldiers around him, "Kill."

Qin Yue dragged his long shadow in the sun and rushed forward with his robes.

General Zhao shed tears, and everyone shed tears. Finally, General Zhao resolutely went down the tower with Qin Yan on his back and ran out of the city with the ten soldiers.

The afterglow of the sunset reflects the dilapidated battlefield.