Tianxiang was anxious and said unscrupulously: "Brother, if you hurt him, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life—ah——"

It turned out that Yingwei clicked her sleeping hole, and Princess Tianxiang fainted.

Dongfang Chen slashed over with a palm, and Cheng Anran vomited blood from his mouth, dyeing the collar of his chest red.

The soldiers of the King of Chu were shocked: "Emperor!"

Dongfang Chen said coldly: "If I don't stop, I will immediately take his life!"

His internal strength was re-explosive, and Cheng Anran couldn't bear the pain and groaned.

At this moment, I heard the sound of sharp arrows in the air. It turned out that a magic archer in the Chu army was frightened and shot from the guardian's heart.

Dongfang Chen shouted loudly, "Good come!" He turned left and slashed out with one hand. From the wind in his palm, he actually swept the sharp arrow to the point of his head.

Dongfang Chen's right palm had not yet been retracted, but saw a white shadow on the left flashing, and a person flew in the air like a flowing water, and several palms were thumping. Although the posture was wonderful, the moves were extremely sharp. At that time, the archers there were not idle, and the three arrows in a row were in a row, the two of them cooperated with each other, and the timing was just right.

Dongfang Chen was attacked by the back and forth. Even though he had magical skills, both of his opponents were top experts and could not be watched by him easily.

The man in white had already reached his chest. Dongfang Chen avoided him sideways and was about to strike him back, but the man's palm was facing down, turning his palm into an elbow, and hitting his lower abdomen. This move was very agile. Dongfang Chen would not be able to avoid it if he had not had martial arts skills that were higher than that of the man.

He was very skilled and bold. He had already jumped into the air with a swing, and his fingers were still holding Cheng An and then leading it. Before he could fall, the three deadly arrows had arrived. If Dongfang Chen wanted to survive, he had to let go of Cheng Anran.

He leaned back and barely fired three arrows, and loosened his hand. Cheng Anran had been snatched by the man in white. Dongfang Chen jumped back and stopped to stand still. Looking at the handsome man in white, he said coldly: "Murong Xue?"

The man was Murong Xue. He saw that Cheng Anran was about to die in a moment. After all, he could not see his old friend die, so he made a move.

But Cheng Anran followed him, probably for the sake of Wushuang. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel angry, so he left Cheng Anran without hesitation, and immediately a person dressed in a guard next to him took him. Cheng Anran walked away at the barrier of life and death, his face turned as if he was ashen, his lips were pursed, and his fists were clenched, which seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger.

Murong Xue smiled at Dongfang Chenzhan, and was so handsome and unparalleled: "It's just below!"

"Where did you leave Wushuangzhan?"

As soon as Dongfang Chen said this, several pairs of eyes stared at Murong Xue at the same time, as if he was going to burn him out a hole.

Murong Xue was not in a hurry to answer and said seriously: "Dongfangchen, I wonder if you remember what you said to me when I was leaving Penglai Mountain that day?"

Since Dongfang Chen appeared, his eyes were only staring at him, and the flames in his eyes became hotter and hotter. The expectation that Wushuang was still alive was just aroused in his heart. After seeing this person, countless possibilities hit his chest, and he no longer knew whether it was joy, sorrow, or joy. Hearing him ask, he answered blankly: "I, what did I say?"

Murong Xue looked at him, with pity, hatred, contempt and pleasure in his eyes. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "The King of Qin is really a noble man who forgot about things. Have you forgotten that you took Wushuang away that day, and you promised to treat Wushuang well. I believe you and let Wushuang go. Now, where are you here?"

Dongfang Chen took a step back, his face turned depressed, and said, "Murong Xue, you asked him knowingly."

"I asked knowingly?" Murong Xue sneered and said, "Wushuang kept suffering after following you. He never lived a good life and lost his life because of you. I didn't ask you for someone, but you asked me that I wanted someone. It's really strange!"

Dongfangchen showed pain on his face, and the veins on his forehead kept beating: "Yes, it's because I didn't take good care of Wushuang, but Wushuang is my wife after all, and I have to take her away!"

Murong Xue's eyes were cold and she said lightly: "Take her away, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped past, his palm wind was fierce, and he slapped over quickly. His posture was unpredictable, his moves were agile and clever, and the wind was faintly emitted from the bottom of his palm. It was obvious that he had used ten successful forces, which was the "Flying Clouds and Rain Palm" of Murong Xue's famous world.

He was angry that Dongfang Chen had made Wushuang lose his life. At this time, he took advantage of his unpreparedness to take action and showed no mercy. He was extremely cruel and even if he was unable to kill Dongfang Chen under his palm, he would never let him have a good life.

Dongfang Chen was in chaos and was messy, even though his martial arts were much better than Murong Xue. At this time, he was forced to retreat repeatedly and was in a mess. He was not careful and took a palm on his right shoulder, and his whole body felt paralyzed.

Dongfang Chen was secretly surprised, and his mind was immediately clear. He remembered Murong Xue's palm technique specializing in the weak parts of the human body's meridians, so he should not underestimate the enemy. He cheered up and sneered, "Murrong Xue, I'm sorry to Wushuang, but I'm sorry to you!"

While speaking, the left palm secretly used ten successful forces, and with one palm, the two of them touched each other's palms, and the sound of firecrackers burst out in the air. After a while, Murong Xue's forehead was filled with white air, gradually gathering and getting thicker, and her face became more and more serious, as if she was fighting for internal strength.

Dongfang Chen looked as usual, Lingtai was clear, and he smiled slightly, "Murong Xue, I respect you a miracle doctor. I think Wushuang will be resurrected and will have a lot of help from you. You should tell her whereabouts soon, and I will withdraw my palm power to avoid you from being injured?"

Murong Xue had already consumed a lot of internal energy to save Wushuang, but at this moment he gritted his teeth and resisted desperately, and squeezed out his words from his teeth and said, "Don't think about it."

Dongfang Chen's face darkened, and he urged him to go over two points of his internal strength and said, "Murong Xue, if you fight again, you will definitely be exhausted if you don't have a moment. Why bother? You just need to tell me where Wushuang is, and I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

Murong Xue tried to smile coldly and said, "Hmph, I, Murong Xue, is it so easy for me to run out of oil? Dongfang Chen, try to move your right shoulder."

As Dongfang Chen moved, he felt his breath stagnation, his right shoulder became more and more numb, and the numbness sensation opened the meridians and showed a faint downward momentum.

He was shocked. He was merciless and added a little bit of internal strength to say ruthlessly: "Murong Xue, what did you add in that palm just now?"

A thread of blood gradually flowed out of Murong Xue's mouth, her face turned pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat, but she could still smile and said with a forced smile: "No, what, it's just a poison in her palm, specially prepared for you."

Dongfang Chen felt that half of his body had begun to numb, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He raised his right palm and shouted: "If you want to die, you can't blame me!"

At this moment of life and death, I suddenly heard a moving flute sound. A young man with picturesque eyebrows and flirtatious eyes rode a white crane, and a clever bird stood on his shoulder. He slowly landed. He brushed and pushed it casually, then dispelled Dongfang Chen's palm power, jumped lightly to the side, holding Murong Xue and said with concern: "Senior Brother, are you okay?"

Cheng Anran's face was pale and asked weakly: "Lingxi, why are you here?"

Lingxi smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother, you secretly come out of the mountain. Master has calculated that you are in crisis. Come and ask me to save you!"

Dongfang Chen saw that although this young man was in a low grade, he had strong internal strength. If two to one, he might not be able to win for a while, and he was slightly anxious.

"Murong Xue, if you don't hand over Wushuang again, I will step here on the flat ground!"

"Is that true? It depends on whether you have the ability?" Murong Xue barely stood up and said without giving in.

At the end of the sentence, Wu Gou rushed out in a hurry: "Master, it's not good, no, Miss Cheng - she is gone!"
Chapter completed!