Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

When Nan Yan ran up from the downstairs of the city, she had already seen countless blood, countless corpses, and even, she ran up step by step by stepping on the blood flowing down the stairs and on the severed hands and feet.

On the tower, there was already a melee at the moment.

Countless swords flashed by her side, and even someone who could not tell who was who slashed at her.

She fell to the ground in fright.

So, using both hands and feet, crawled over on the ground.

But at this moment, she heard a scream from the front and a cry of horror. When she looked up, she saw the familiar, tall and mountainous figure.

Zhu Feng!

With a wave of his long sword, he cut down a flag standing on the tower!

Suddenly, the soldiers around who were about to be discouraged were inspired by this blow, and everyone gritted their teeth and continued to rush to fight.

Suddenly, the soldiers of the country who were frantically rushing to the tower were intercepted again.

When Nan Yan saw Zhu Feng's figure, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly got up and ran over until she ran behind him: "The emperor!"

Just as the voice fell, Zhu Feng suddenly turned around.

The long sword in her hand turned into a cold light and slashed directly on top of her head!

"what--!"

At this moment, Nan Yan let out a scream, and her hand subconsciously drew something out of her arms and slammed forward.

Chong.

The swords of the two stainless steel long swords fought, and a little spark was shot in the air.

And this little spark suddenly gleamed in Zhu Feng's chaotic eyes, dispelling the haze in his eyes.

He suddenly heard the sounds around him.

I also saw the person in front of me.

That little girl, the little girl who she thought she would never appear, stood in front of her.

In her hand, she also held the sword she gave her.

I used the swordsmanship I taught her, blocking the sword I hacked!

He suddenly opened his eyes: "Nan Yan!"

"..."

Nan Yan was speechless.

She didn't expect that Zhu Feng would attack herself, and at that moment, if she hadn't subconsciously pulled out the sword, if he hadn't taught herself before, how to resist the sword that was struck like this--

I am afraid I have been split in half!

Even now, she blocked that sword, and Zhu Feng's strength also cracked her mouth!

Her hands were shaking.

Just now, when she rushed to the tower, she didn't feel so dangerous, but at that moment, she seemed to have stepped into the ghost gate.

Just as they stared at each other in amazement, as if they hadn't figured out what had happened, a soldier from the country suddenly rushed up again, brandishing a knife and slashing over.

"Be careful!"

Zhu Feng let out a low cry, stretched out his left hand, took Nan Yan into his arms, turned around, and the long sword in his hand pierced out like a snake digging into a hole.

A sword plunged into the man's chest.

Without hesitation, Zhu Feng drew his sword out, and when the blood was sprayed on Nan Yan, he turned around again and stood in front of her.

The blood stained his entire back red.

Nan Yan still shuddered, as if he couldn't react to it, and seemed to be frightened.

She trembled tremblingly.

At this time, the killing seemed to have made Zhu Feng regain his sanity. He lowered his head and said angrily at the little girl: "Who asked you to come?!"

"..."

"Do you want me to strangle you?!"