[69 Book Bar - www.] It turns out that the mechanisms in the treasure building are located on the table, and they are activated according to the load capacity.

Once the He's Wall fragment leaves the table, the mechanism will activate.

"Oops, I actually triggered the mechanism." Leng Wuxin frowned and cursed, "Ye, let's leave quickly before the iron door is completely closed." Quickly put away the fragments of He's wall, Leng Wuxin's body shape

In a flash, like lightning, he appeared next to Feng Xiye and said.

Nodding lightly, the two of them had not yet moved. The scene in the treasure house changed, and all the treasures around them disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if everything they had just seen was illusory.

Immediately afterwards, countless sharp arrows shot out from the wall with a cold light.

Feng Xiye had a thought and shouted, "Now!"

The golden Brahma sword was held in his hand, and he swung it quickly to block the sharp arrows that were shot in front of him.

At the same time, Leng Wuxin made a thought, and the purple light turned into a sword. When he turned his wrist, the sword was heavily shadowed, blocking the sharp arrows.

For a moment, the sword flashed and the shadow of the sword appeared in the treasure building. The two of them cooperated tacitly, blocking the sharp arrows and retreating towards the iron gate.

The night was filled with darkness, and the vast sky shrouded the Imperial Palace of Crescent Moon Kingdom like a piece of black cloth.

"Bang."

Leng Wuxin and Feng Xiye resisted with all their strength, and finally exited the treasure house at the last moment when the heavy iron door closed.

As soon as we came out, outside the treasure building, countless guards holding torches surrounded the treasure building. In the front row were dozens of archers.

Before he could let go of his nervousness, several more sharp arrows were shot quickly, this time from the opposite direction.

"Xin'er, be careful." Feng Xiye exclaimed. He raised the knife and blocked three sharp arrows. The remaining sharp arrow grazed the blade at an extremely tricky angle.

It makes my heart feel cold and unintentional.

Anxious, Feng Xiye ignored him, raised his hand to block, and the sharp arrow pierced the back of his hand. He gritted his teeth and groaned, and red blood flowed out. He cut off the tail of the arrow with his knife, but the arrow still remained in his hand.

Palm.

"Ye, why are you so stupid?" Leng Wuxin's eyes were full of heartache.

"Hurt me, it's just physical pain, hurt you, my heart will hurt even more." Feng Xiye said manly without frowning.

"Fool." Happiness filled her heart, which was in sharp contrast to the solemnity around her.

"If you dare to enter the treasure house to steal the treasure, take down these two bold thieves." A sudden sharp shout broke the short sweetness.

Dozens of archers quickly retreated, and soldiers holding long grass stepped forward, and the encirclement shrank smaller and smaller.

"Ye, your hand is injured. Leave these people to me."

He glanced around with stern eyes, and initially estimated that at least half of the guards in the palace were here, about 1,500 guards.

"No, let's fight side by side and open a bloody path." Feng Xiye shook her head slightly, her eyes firm.

"Okay, I'll be in front, you behind, let's fight together to clear a bloody path."

Leng Wuxin turned into a sword with purple light, pointed the long sword, and was filled with murderous intent.

She moved her feet very quickly, and stabbed out her sword. A guard who was close to her was buried under her sword, and blood spattered under her sword.

Feng Xiye swung the sword with one hand, and when he raised the sword, blood blossomed in the sky. The guards approaching behind him were all killed by his Brahma sword.

In the sky, dark clouds blocked the bright moon, and the earth became increasingly dark and mysterious.

Outside the treasure house, the sword light was cold and murderous.

Leng Wuxin's eyes were cold and cruel, and his attacks were cruel and merciless. Feng Xiye's golden sword was swaying, and his attacks were also ruthless, leaving no one alive.

The two of them were like tireless machines, killing, killing endlessly.

Under the dark blue sky, this side is full of ferocious blood.

Leng Wuxin took the lead and walked away, her sword energy like a rainbow. Every time she thrust out a sword, one person would fall down, and another person would be replaced immediately. She turned her wrist and struck faster and faster.

However, due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion of physical strength, Feng Xiye's swing of the sword was not as fast as before, and was slightly slower.

Suddenly, a sharp blade pierced Leng Wuxin's back vest at an incredibly tricky angle, but Feng Xiye's golden knife failed to block it in time.

Seeing that the spear was about to penetrate, Feng Xiye blocked the thrust with his body without even thinking.

The spear pierced the flesh, and blood gurgled out from an inch above the heart.

In order to prevent Leng Wuxin from being distracted, Feng Xiye gritted her teeth and did not even let out a muffled groan.

The ferocious night was filled with blood, and the strong smell of blood in the air reached into the sky.

After fighting desperately, an hour later, a bloody path was finally opened.

Once the gap is opened, no one can stop them.

At this time, Leng Wuxin had a few bruises on her body, but none of them were critical. However, Feng Xiye was in a miserable condition, with several serious injuries on her body, and she could only hold on with one breath.

"Xin'er, go to the tower." Feng Xiye's voice showed a hint of weakness.

After hearing this, Leng Wuxin was stunned for a moment, just for a moment, and there was no longer any hesitation.

She believed that Feng Xiye's suggestion at this time must be due to his arrangement.

"good."

After saying that, Leng Wuxin glanced at the guards who were quickly chasing after him. Feng Yingshen walked to the extreme and ran all the way to the tower according to the memory in his mind.

There are many soldiers on the tower.

The only good thing is that today most of the guards have been transferred outside the treasure building, and there are not many guards outside the city.

Leng Wuxin swung out several swords, like a gust of wind and thunder, and saw a few rays of purple light piercing the night sky, blood flowers blooming in the air, and he quickly eliminated the soldiers on the tower.

"Ye, what should we do now?" Leng Wuxin was a little confused when he ran up to the tower and saw no one to answer him. The white silk around his waist was dyed bright red, which was strange and eye-catching.

Feng Xiye raised her lips and smiled mysteriously. He placed two fingers on his lips and blew a sharp whistle.

As the whistle fell, just as long as the incense stick lasted, a large black eagle flapped its wings and flew from the vast sky. It circled several times in the night sky and landed on the tower.

Leng Wuxin and Feng Xiye jumped on the back of the eagle, and the eagle flew away from the tower with the two of them hunched over. The guards in the palace had already caught up with the tower.

"Fire the arrow." There was a sharp shout.

Countless sharp arrows were shot out, but no matter how fast the arrows were, they could not match the flying speed of the black eagle, the overlord of the sky.

"Leng Wuxin, I hope you are lucky enough to let you run away this time."

In a dark corner of the palace, Sima Yiqing raised his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the big eagle going away and the two people covered with wounds on its back, and said bitterly.

The night is vast and endless.

On the back of the big eagle, facing the wind, its ink hair is flying and its clothes are flying.

Feng Xiye, who had lost too much blood, looked as pale as before and leaned weakly against Leng Wuxin.

"Ye, how are you?" Leng Wuxin asked with concern as thick worry welled up in his eyes.

"I can still persist." Feng Xiye's voice seemed weak and weak.
Chapter completed!