Wanyao Youyun

Bingyin day, very bad luck! Everything is not suitable!

At dawn, Feng Huan was called up, had his last meal, and then was sent into a prison van in shackles.

At noon in early autumn, the autumn wind was howling, the sky was gray and hazy, and there were almost no people on the streets. Everyone knew what was going to happen that day, and no matter how curious ordinary people were, they dared not come out to watch the excitement for fear of being caught in the crossfire.

But in the dark, there were pairs of eyes staring at the team escorting the prison van.

……

In the mountains and fields about a hundred miles outside the imperial capital, two figures were standing more than ten feet apart, facing each other in the air.

"I didn't expect that you would even come out of seclusion to deal with me! It looks like you want to completely wipe out my Feng family in one fell swoop!"

"But you alone are not enough. I'm afraid your other two brothers are already lurking behind me!"

"Hahaha, my dear nephew! Don't blame us. Our two families have been friends for thousands of years since our ancestors founded the country. The changes in the situation cannot be achieved in a day."

These two people were none other than one of the surviving antiques of the royal family, known as the ancestors, and King Zhongding, who came to the imperial capital to rescue Feng Huan, and Fengshenyu, who was known as the Wind God as Jade.

"Your Feng family has always been small, and now you are the only one left. The other branches have no successors. Why bother to hold on! There is nothing more to say now that things have come to this point. If you are willing to surrender, I can plead with the current Emperor Xuan Tian to only abolish your cultivation but not take your life. Your son who can't practice can also live, and you and your son can be ordinary people for the rest of your life. How about that?"

"It doesn't matter! If you want to fight, then fight! No need to pretend, I have never been afraid. Don't think I don't know that although my Feng family is not prosperous, it is not completely extinct now. Isn't your Hao family's contribution to this?"

After saying that, he didn't wait for the other party to reply, he raised the precious sword in his hand and rushed over. The old antique of the royal family didn't waste any more words, and attacked directly, and the two people hiding in the dark also rushed over at the same time.

In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, the wind and clouds changed color, and the four of them fought in a group, and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.

……

In the central square of the imperial capital, Huang Hualong and his men were standing on the temporary execution platform that had been built several days ago. Huang Mazi was naturally among them. He was excited and looking forward to seeing Feng Huan's current fate. He followed his father to watch the excitement early this morning.

Feng Huan was wearing prison clothes and standing in the prison van with shackles all over his body, waiting for the moment when the third quarter of noon would come and he would be beheaded.

In a courtyard in the distance, a group of masked men in black were on high alert, ready to rush into the square at any time. One of them was Pian Pian.

"It's almost noon, why hasn't Wushuang come yet? Nothing has happened! I don't know where the prince's people are!"

"Wait another quarter of an hour. Whether they come or not, I will go out."

What Pianpian didn't know was that Wushuang was now being held captive in her own palace, surrounded by a group of experts led by the Queen, and unable to get out.

"Mother, please let me out! I want to go and save my brother Feng. Please, mother, I will listen to you in the future. Can you just do as I say this time?" Wushuang kept begging.

"Alas! What a silly child! Is it worth it for a piece of trash? Do you think you can hide what you have done these days from us?" The Queen looked at Wushuang with pity and said, "You are still young now, and you don't understand many things. When you grow up in the future, you will understand the painstaking efforts of your father and I!"

"I don't care, I don't care, let me out! I hate you so much! ..."

The queen shook her head and ignored Wushuang's crying and cursing.

Children always fail to understand their parents' good intentions and are always unwilling to accept their parents' arrangements. They are fearless and just want to ride the waves and the wind. Parents are also always worried about their children's "maturity" and don't want to see them out of their control!

……

The atmosphere in the central square was so depressing that it made people breathless. The guarding officers and soldiers looked nervous and looked around from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, followed by another sharp sound of breaking through the air, and feather arrows that covered the sky and the sun fell straight down from the sky.

“Ah, ah, ah.”

"Arm your formation, archers, get ready, shoot!"

After a brief panic, the guards immediately fought back.

Immediately afterwards, a group of masters covered in black armor descended from the sky.

"kill"

The guards were not to be outdone, and the two sides engaged in a battle. For a moment, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Blood splattered in the midst of the flashing swords and shadows. The black-armored masters moved as fast as thunder, and every swing of the sword carried a deadly threat.

Arrows fell from the sky like raindrops, and the fierce battle between the two sides plunged the central square into chaos.

Feng Huan was holding a key, which was secretly given to him by the head of the prison. In the chaos, he had quietly opened the shackles on his body and was waiting for a chance to escape.

At this moment, another group of men in black holding sharp blades quietly appeared in the central square, attacking from time to time and harvesting the heads of the guards.

There was also a slightly petite black figure, it was Pianpian, who took advantage of the chaos and ran straight towards the prison van.

"Stop him!" Huang Hualong on the high platform ordered his subordinates behind him, "Don't let him get close to the prison van."

"Yes!"

"Where are you going? Watch out for the knife!"

Pian Pian had to stop and fight. After nearly half a year of hard training, Pian Pian's cultivation had been raised to the third level of the Nine-Three Tongliu Realm. However, he could not gain any advantage in the battle with the man in front of him, and could only barely hold on. He could only watch the young master who was so close to him, but could not get closer.