Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo - Chapter 794

In the gray sky, the dense clouds became heavier.

Shan Xiangpeng had already ordered people to hang up lanterns on the city tower, and the lanterns of hundreds of candles were so brilliant that thousands of shadows swayed in the night wind at this time.

The lights of the towers swayed slightly in the wind like a streamer, swaying and casting an unstable light.

The two obsessed figures under the city were pulled out of various images, and the dazzling swords and swords were originally stirred, but now they became more and more gorgeous and blurred.

But Xia Chu, like Xiao Mubai, also saw Bian Ding in the dusty place, and gradually fell down.

Although Bian Ding’s moves are getting more and more tricky, his internal strength is not enough to support him in a long-term and high-energy continuous battle with Shi Fuqiu.

His speed was far from being as fast and light as at the beginning, and he began to be restrained everywhere.

Xia Chu turned to look at a soldier next to Su Qian’an, and nodded slightly towards him.

In front of the city gate open space shrouded in night, everyone’s minds were attracted by this battle of masters at the cost of their lives.

No one noticed that a soldier lowered his eyebrows and silently moved towards the two of them.

Bian Ding’s body has been cut open several times by Shi Fuqiu, and the bright red blood drips down. from all over the body.

If it goes on like this, Bian Ding can only be slowly consumed by Shi Fuqiu.

Bian Ding also discovered this himself, his whole body was full of blood and murderous intent, trying to perform the final blow.

The sword qi attacked people, and the world was full of desolate and chilling meaning. The sharp sword swung out into the wind, and a silver-white cold light hit Shi Fuqiu’s throat.

Before the sword arrived, Sen Han’s sword energy had already destroyed the red leaves on the branches, and Shi Fuqiu ducked, staggering the position of his throat, but his hair crown was picked off by the long sword and fell to the ground along with the red leaves.

Shi Fuqiu’s hair fluttered in disorder, and with a long whistle, he rose from the ground and overturned in the air.

The long knife in his hand suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled it on Bian Dingdang’s head.

Whether it is the might of Bian Ding’s sword or Shi Fuqiu’s ten thousand swords, it is enough to shock everyone’s hearts.

Bian Ding was under the shroud of the sword energy, unable to dodge in any direction, and the sword light without dead ends locked him in the circle with the momentum of a circle.

In the desperate situation, Bian Ding suddenly realized the real reason for this defeat. Since he picked Shi Fuqiu’s hair crown, he has a chance to kill him. As long as he boldly predicts his position, the tip of the sword is slightly downward. Move, it’s not him who is about to die now…

Before he died, he broke through the bottleneck and realized the realm. His eyes seemed to see more things, but his sword was not fast enough.

Bian Ding didn’t feel sorry for being able to fight so heartily.

He is very satisfied.

Bian Ding closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the long knife fell.

Just listen to the sound of ‘ding’, sparks splash.

At this moment, a person approached from the front of the spectator, holding a long knife to meet Shi Fuqiu’s blade without any bias.

At the moment when the soldier was pressed down on one knee by Shi Fuqiu’s sword light.

Everyone took a deep breath, thinking that both of them would become Shi Fuqiu’s dead souls.

However, the moment the soldier raised his head, the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared without a shadow, and Shi Fuqiu’s sword remained in a falling posture, but never slashed.

But at the moment when Shi Fuqiu was exhausted, the soldier’s knife raised his hand and pierced into his abdomen, spraying a column of blood.

The blood-splattered leaves were crumbling, Shi Fuqiu looked at the soldier quietly, and the soldier also looked at Shi Fuqiu quietly.

Bian Ding opened his eyes strangely after hearing the sound of ‘ding’, until he could clearly see the face of the soldier next to him, his face showed a half-dazed look.

“You…” Shi Fuqiu’s face was surprised at first, then calm, and now his face was relieved, and there seemed to be a touch of happiness.

His hand followed the blade inserted into his abdomen, all the way to the soldier holding the hilt.

But when his hand tried to hold him, the soldier drew his knife, bringing out an arc of blood spatter.

“My mother’s surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Weidong. I once swore at the gate of Danfeng Palace that I would personally avenge this mother-killing revenge.” In his red eyes, bloodshots burst out, and there was a mixture of pleasure on his face. The distortion made him look very ferocious.

Shi Fuqiu, who was originally invincible, lost some vitality after being hit with a knife in his abdomen, as if he was getting old quickly. After Fang Weidong drew the knife, he held the long knife on the ground, knelt down on one knee without any strength, and remained motionless.

Just like a dead tree root that has been dead for many years, it is full of gray and black traces of wind and frost, but it is full of vigorous lines.

Shi Fuqiu covered the blood flowing from his abdomen with one hand, wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth with the other, and suddenly curved his lips and smiled with relief: “Alright, I, Shi Fuqiu, still have a little blood left in the world.”

Bian Ding didn’t fully understand until this moment, why the sky’s blade Qi suddenly disappeared, why Shi Fuqiu was stabbed in the abdomen by such a weak internal force.

It turned out that Shi Fuqiu himself knew that even if he killed Bian Ding with the sword, the rest would be nothing more than a death battle of trapped beasts, with no vitality.

The other soldiers of the Shi family could disarm and not kill, but he Shi Fuqiu and his son Shi Jialiang, whether they voted or not, would definitely die.

He persuaded Xiao Yanjun before, just because he still had some Shi family blood in his body, and he was the emperor’s parent and son, and there was still a chance of life.

Now under the knife, I saw Fang Weidong’s face.

Shi Fuqiu suddenly remembered that he still has such a son who has committed crimes and meritorious deeds.

If I was killed by him, I don’t know if I could make the emperor be very kind to him. Maybe there will be a chance in the future to give him a splendid future that he has always dreamed of.

Since he is dead everywhere, it is better to use his own death to pave a road for his only son who can survive.

Since Fang Weidong was born, as a father, he has never done a thing for him.

He never grew up with him, and brought an indelible shadow to his childhood, so that he almost walked on a road of no return.

Right now, he used his lingering life to exchange for one of his futures, which was the only and last thing he did for him as a father.

Fang Weidong obviously didn’t know how many waves Shi Fuqiu’s heart roiled in this short moment, and there were huge waves. .

The poisonous snake of revenge in Fang Weidong’s heart had already rushed out of his body, screaming and stirring the blood in his whole body, and couldn’t wait to meet the **** pleasure of revenge.

Just when the tip of his knife was about to sink into Shi Fuqiu’s chest, an urgent voice suddenly came from the Mongolian army camp: “Leave someone under the knife!”