Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Following Su Qiqi's shout, Mo Wenchen tightly clenched the brocade box in his hand, he dodged the two darts flying in the air with a flash, and with a shake of his robe, a soft sword was already in the air hand.

Fiercely stab at Lei Yufeng who was still lying on the ground.

Lei Yufeng, who was originally covered in injuries, suddenly escaped from the spot and flew up, a dozen darts flew straight from his hand towards Mo Wenchen and Su Qiqi.

There were bursts of ridicule and killing intent in his eyes.

The killing intent was directed at Su Qiqi.

There was no time to retreat, Su Qiqi could only stand still and let the darts stab her. She didn't know any martial arts, she couldn't move and leap at all, so when such dense darts hit her, she could only wait for death.

It's just that there was no fear on her face, on the contrary, there was a bit of willingness.

Of course she was not willing to die like this, because she hadn't avenged her mother yet.

Moving with the dart, there was also the soft sword in Mo Wenchen's hand, which swam away like a spirit snake. When he knocked down the dart, he held Su Qiqi in his arms, dodged in the air, and shook it off violently. Robe, knocked down two batches of stabbing darts.

Here the swords and darts intersected, and the troops from both sides also suddenly appeared.

Mo Wenchen's blood guards formed a square formation, neat and uniform.

Murderous shocking.

The current Blood Guards will no longer live up to their name.

That biting murderous aura and hostility went straight to the sky.

This month's iron-blooded training has worked.

At least each of them has an overwhelming aura and an indelible bloody vindictiveness on their faces.

On the other hand, although the opponent has an army of tens of thousands, his momentum is chaotic, with obvious fear and fear.

Not to mention the blood guards, even if Mo Wenchen stands here alone, thousands of troops will lose their momentum. The existence of Mo Wenchen is a myth. He is the invincible god of war and the god of death !

After two duels, both sides stopped moving.

Mo Wenchen hugged Su Qiqi tightly and did not let go, with his long sword across his chest, he looked at the people opposite with disdain.

"It seems that brother Huang is really generous." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of cruelty and cold blood.

The hand holding the sword also tightened slightly, while looking down at Su Qiqi: "Today, we husband and wife will go out together."

These words made Su Qiqi tremble. Finally, he admitted his identity, and the word "husband and wife" echoed in her mind for a long time.

She also wrapped her arms around Mo Wenchen's waist, exhaled lightly, and asked herself, is it too late? Maybe not too late.

At this moment, she already understood why Mo Wenchen didn't come to save her that day.

She's always been smart.

"En." With a light reply, Su Qiqi's face was also full of firmness, she firmly believed that Mo Wenchen could take her out of here.

"My lord, if you are sensible, hand over your things, so as not to die too ugly." The person who pretended to be Lei Yufeng just now stood there, with thousands of troops behind him. Murderous and imposing.

It seems that this person is not an ordinary person.

It aroused Mo Wenchen's interest, and he hadn't met his opponent for a long time.

Especially on the battlefield.

The person in front of him was imposing, as if he had the demeanor of a general.

"Thank you for reminding me, this king never likes to be threatened by others." Mo Wenchen was indifferent, with the corners of his lips curled up, laughing unexpectedly.

Leng Yan also looked the same, thinking back then, the general repelled the enemy's 100,000 army with an army of 1,000, and won his title of God of War. Now, he can use these people to make his name more famous.

False Lei Yufeng was not surprised, of course he knew that with a few words, he should not try to threaten Mo Wenchen.

While nodding and chuckling, he raised his hand and waved lightly.

The army behind him moved, and the movement was not fast, the archers came out in a neat line, all pointing their arrows at Mo Wenchen and Su Qiqi.

And the fake Lei Yufeng also glanced at Su Qiqi intentionally or unintentionally, with some interest flickering in his eyes, he rolled up his cuffs.

If it wasn't for Su Qiqi's shout just now, the brocade box would have already been obtained.

It is true that Mo Wenchen is invincible, but when his best friend is in the hands of the enemy, he will not be as calm and wise as usual, and will always be worried and confused.

But this woman was unflappable in the face of danger, seeing everything at a glance.

It's admirable.

Although such a woman is not suitable for being a pillow person, she is suitable for being a person beside her.

"Let's shoot the arrow." Mo Wenchen only raised his eyes for a glance, then smiled arrogantly, and said loudly, not paying attention to the other party at all.

Following the opponent's movements, Leng Yan and the blood guards also moved forward a few steps. Each of them held a shield in their hands, shining dazzlingly.

And Mo Wenchen stood in front of the team with Su Qiqi in his arms, as if he wanted to be a target.

For Mo Wenchen's actions, Su Qiqi was puzzled, but she didn't show anything, she was as calm as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of arrow feathers piercing the air was endless.

And at the moment when the arrow left the string, the blood guards moved, and they all soared into the air as if they had grown wings, their movements were very neat, and the shields in their hands blocked all the incoming arrow feathers.

A team of ten people, while blocking the arrow feathers, the men and horses of the latter team turned over and jumped over the first team, and then the first team turned over and jumped over again, and so on, ten teams of ten people had already stood in front of the enemy's archers.

Legs raised and hands fell, rows of archers fell in a pool of blood.

At the same time, Mo Wenchen also moved. No one saw how he came to the fake Lei Yufeng. His sword was as soft as a rope lock and as strong as steel, and he slanted towards the fake Lei Yufeng's neck. strength.

The fake Lei Yufeng has also fought on the battlefield for many years, and he has never seen such a weird fighting method of the Blood Guards. He was a little stunned for a while, and then suddenly rolled sideways on the ground for a second.

Only then did he narrowly avoid Mo Wenchen's sword strike.

If that sword strike was heavy, he would have to end his life here.

Rolling around on the ground, kicking the ground with one leg, jumping up suddenly, with the sleeves fluttering lightly, countless darts flew in the air, like a celestial girl scattering flowers, extremely beautiful and full of extreme danger.

Su Qiqi raised her eyes and glanced at the raindrops of darts all over the sky, the light in her eyes was fleeting, while she hugged Mo Wenchen's waist tightly without any fear.

She is not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of.

The soft sword danced into a circle of light, Mo Wenchen was not in a hurry, and moved forward while knocking down the flying darts, without worrying about the battle situation below.

There are cold words, enough.

Flicking the darts in his sleeves, he backed away slowly. Facing Mo Wenchen who was forcing him, the fake Lei Yufeng's initial calm was gone. This person was indeed as rumored, not a human being!

Such dense darts, since his debut, no one has ever been able to escape alive, let alone the person in front of him wants to attack.

There was already cold sweat oozing from his forehead, only then did the fake Lei Yufeng realize that it turned out that the price to get the soldier talisman was heavy.

I'm afraid this time he lost his wife and lost his army.

He had no time to care about the fight below, he just waved his clothes desperately.

People call him Thousand-handed Buddha, and now he is really going to become a Buddha.

"Where is the owner of Leijiabao?" Mo Wenchen asked coldly through thousands of darts.