Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The moment Nalan Yan said that, she was already heading toward the group of enemies in front of her.

The powerful aura instantly surged out, and in an instant, it spread over the entire sky.

Feng Tianwu was no longer hesitant as he raised his longsword and slashed at those who surrounded them; his handsome face was cold.

Dense clouds shrouded the dark sky.

The blood covered the earth, giving people a creepy feeling.

Old Master Nalan looked at Nalan Yan and Feng Tianwu in shock.

‘I have not met them for a few years. They have improved a lot. Now, these young people are more powerful than me."

But…

The enemy was obviously more powerful… So powerful that even with their strength now, they could not defeat them.

The people of Liu Yun Kingdom had all fallen into the pool of blood.

Even the spirit beasts were all dead and piled up all over the streets.

This was a vicious battle. They knew that they would lose in this battle, but no one retreated till the end.

They believe that even if they lost their lives here this time, Feng Ruqing would come to avenge them.

Nalan Yan still could not hold the siege of so many people; her arm was cut and bleeding.

Feng Tianwu"s expression changed slightly as he swiftly stepped forward, took Nalan Yan into his arms, and turned toward the group of people who were attacking them.

Someone had already caught the old general, and countless long swords were placed above his neck, making him unable to move.

The old master smiled coldly as he looked at these people in front of him.

Suddenly, he laughed out wildly.

“I can"t help them, and I won"t let you use me to threaten them.”

He grabbed the long sword that was on his neck and sliced his neck without hesitation…

“Father!”

Nalan Zhangqian"s eyes were filled with grief and sorrow.

Nalan Yan turned back and saw this shocking scene. She was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating. Moreover, she did not notice the enemy who was rus.h.i.+ng toward her.

If Feng Tianwu had not stopped the sword for her, she would have already been stabbed by the sword.

Clang!

Suddenly, a strong spiritual power came from not far away, striking the longsword in the old master"s hand.

The longsword fell to the ground.

The old master"s palm was cut when he grabbed the sword blade just now, and blood poured from his palm and dripped to the ground.

The ground in front of him was soon wet.

The old master turned his head, shocked.

He frowned, looking closely at the woman under the dark sky.

The young lady in a red dress was stunningly beautiful.

She slightly raised her hand…

A few moments later, a huge pot appeared in the sky above him.

Bang!

The huge pot slammed down, and in just an instant, all those enemies surrounding the old master fell to the ground and were smashed into pieces.

Nalan Zhangqian cried out with joy.

He thought he would lose his father at that very moment.

Fortunately…

She came back!

“Little Sword, Little Soul,” Feng Ruqing called out with an expressionless face.

Buzz!

The black longsword next to Feng Ruqing emitted a buzzing sound, seemingly responding to Feng Ruqing"s words.

Then, a black light flashed, a handsome man in black was separated from the sword, standing there expressionlessly.