Hearing the sound of implicit murderous intent, Chen Ziyan and the other two suddenly looked dark, and they turned around slowly, and saw several figures running quickly from the direction of the first-tier city.

A middle-aged man was wearing a lilac robe, perhaps he had been in a high position for a long time. His expression showed a sense of self-importance without anger. However, at this time, Chen Ziyan and the other two saw that the expression of the middle-aged man was mixed with a hint of anxiety and coldness.

The other six people were dressed in different clothes, but their expressions were equally solemn, especially one of them was dressed in the costumes of Luoxia Sect!

With the murderous intent, Chen Ziyan said coldly: "What advice do you have?"

"Three friends, Mo Fang, the next front-line city lord, please don't get angry. Look at your three people's strength. At present, there are experts coming to the Death Valley. Can you help me?" The middle-aged man did not pause at all because of the three people's discoloration and said in a deep voice.

"Enemy attack?" Chen Ziyan frowned. He did not forget that he was a part of the Yaori Dynasty, but at this time, it seemed that it was wrong to let him take charge.

Mo Fangying said, "Do you see it too?" Pointing at the smoke and dust that was flying rapidly from a distance like a hurricane, he said coldly: "This year, Death Valley has provoked many times, resulting in insufficient staff in my first-tier city. Therefore, I have to ask three for help."

"Only us?" Chen Ziyan said lightly.

Hearing some consent in his words, Mo Fang sighed and said, "Of course it's more than that. The masters in the city are gathering and will arrive soon. What we have to do is to intercept as much as possible. Little brother, what do you think?"

"Young Master, the time is wrong. If you are disturbed..." Chen Wu paused and looked at Mo Fang and his men with some vigilance.

Among these seven people, there are already people from Luoxia Sect. I believe that the three of them should be known to the people in the city.

Seeing the silence of the three, Mo Fang seemed to see what they were thinking and said seriously: "Don't worry, all the impedance of foreign enemies is due to the dynasty. Anyone will be respectful and will never have any other thoughts."

Looking at Mo Fang's firm expression, Chen Ziyan pondered for a moment, listened to these words, smiled and said, "Since the city lord looks at me and the other three, then for the sake of the dynasty, I will not stand by and watch. Please give me instructions!"

Mo Fang looked happy and said, "We have ten people in total. Let's set up the first line of defense here and take the lead in fighting."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ziyan said in confusion: "Is this possible?" It's not that he suspected Mo Fang's intention. If there is really an enemy invasion, except for the three of them, the other seven people, although their cultivation is not bad, the lowest one has the strength of the Transcendent Peak, but it is really difficult to stop the enemy.

Mo Fang quickly explained: "Young brother, don't be suspicious. I have been fighting with the masters of Death Valley for many years and understand their attack. Although ten of us are not enough to stop each other, it is more than enough to delay time."

"Okay, I'll just follow your instructions." After pausing for a moment, Chen Ziyan responded happily, as if he had no idea of ​​doubting the other party's seven people at all.

The lines are lined up, just separated the road, and the strong murderous intent spread out. In a moment, this area has formed a vacuum that no one dares to enter.

Mo Fang and others turned their heads and looked at them, and the surprise in their pupils was not concealed at all.

Chen Ziyan chuckled at this. It is important to keep a low profile when walking outside, but sometimes it should be to let others know what it means to be ineffective!

More than ten minutes later, a faint blue cloud of smoke appeared in the void ahead. Mo Fang's expression suddenly sternly and shouted: "They are here."

Chen Ziyan and the other two looked the same. Sooner or later, they would go to the Valley of Death. Now they can see that the means of the masters there may be a bad thing.

In a while, a sound of footsteps that shocked the world sounded loudly, and gradually, like thunder, resounded in the ears of the crowd, like thousands of horses galloping, and the awe-inspiring momentum made people frightened.

"Be careful, our mission is to delay their masters, and it doesn't matter if the other minions let go." Mo Fang shouted coldly, and his body moved, and he flashed towards the figure in front.

"Haha, Mo Fang, old friend, it's been a long time since we met."

"Qi Heng, if you have sex, don't run away today." With an angry shout, Mo Fang had already fought with the other party alone.

With this contact, the battle on the vast plains also kicked off. Chen Ziyan looked around and saw that although there were many enemies, as Mo Fang said, there were not too many real masters. There were not many people who could threaten him. As for the others, they would solve a few people and let them in if they could not stop them.

After several major wars, that time, it was not a master who was stronger than him. Therefore, at present, Chen Ziyan was particularly at ease. His opponents were killed into ghosts in his hands. Even a master was a natural master. He didn't hold on for long under his sword. Although this strength was in a battle, it was soon discovered by his hands. Soon after, a not-so-chaotic battle was temporarily stopped under Chen Ziyan's sword.

Opposite Mo Fang, a middle-aged man with a dark blue body, his face was ashen with a resentful look on his face, staring at Chen Ziyan with a cold shout: "Mo Fang, today's preparation is good!"

Mo Fang was also shocked by the strength shown by Chen Ziyan, but at this moment, his face was filled with joy and he smiled: "Qi Heng, you miscalculated. It seems that this time, you will return without success again."

"That's not necessarily?" The middle-aged man named Qi Heng smiled coldly and suddenly shouted to the sky: "Senior Jueyan!"

"Jueyan?" Suddenly, Mo Fang and others changed their faces.

"Lord Mo, what's going on?" Chen Ziyan asked indifferently.

Mo Fang smiled bitterly and said, "This Jue Yan is a master of air defense. There is no master in my tier-level city that can fight with."

Chen Ziyan's face looked a little ugly, and his voice suddenly became cold, saying, "I heard that the first-tier city blocked the attacks of the Death Valley. Just a master of the air defense will make you panic like this?"

Mo Fang said in a low voice: "I don't know that the Valley of Death is not what the outside world thinks. On weekdays, there is a master of air defense sent by the dynasty to take charge of the first-tier cities. However... But during this period, something big happened in the dynasty, and the master was also condemned, so..."

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned. It turned out that there were factors such as themselves and others.

"Master Lord, let's fight!" In a silence, one of the masters shouted coldly. Chen Ziyan looked at him and said that the person he spoke was a master of Luoxia Sect.

I saw that the six people around Mo Fang were all determined, and they seemed to care about the master of the air defense.

The three of them looked at each other several times. In the dynasty, they always used their own desires and interests, but they did not expect it.

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Mo Fang sighed and said, "Even if you fight, a master of the air defense will cause us to suffer heavy losses. Moreover, Jue Yan is even a master of the sixth level of the air defense. We only have ten people joining forces, and the other party has many masters, this?"

"City Lord, if you don't fight, can you watch them enter the first-tier city, massacre our brothers and sisters, and then swagger into the mainland of the dynasty?"

"Yes, Lord City, no matter what, as a dynasty, you should do your best!"

"Fight for honor!" Chen Ziyan was silent. This word has not appeared in his mind for a long time. Over the years, all he has seen is intrigue. The term country is just a singular name for many people. I didn't expect to see it here!

"Master Lord, work hard, then Jue Yan, let me block it. You kill as much as possible and leave more time for the compatriots behind you." Looking at the eyes, the six people were as powerful as rainbows, and their powerful aura was fully displayed at this moment. The expression on their faces was full of perseverance, facing the front, facing the magnificent pressure that appeared faintly in the void, without any fear.

"Hehe, the people of the Yaori Dynasty did not expect that they would have such heroism, but the so-called heroes often die miserably!" A rampant laughter suddenly swept across the void in the distance.

In a moment, smoke from gunpowder rolled on the plains and ground.

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"So many people?" Looking ahead, Mo Fang and others looked gloomy.

"Lord Mo, I've left this Jue Yan to me. The rest will be done according to your original plan. How about it?"

It was during the worries that Mo Fang suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man with incredible words on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm also from the dynasty!" Chen Ziyan smiled lightly, raised his eyes, and looked straight into the void.
Chapter completed!