Ye Shucheng's expression was frozen, and he secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly rushed over, jumped down from the air, his body flashed, and jumped into the Tibetan Soldier Valley, and when he saw the scene in the Tibetan Soldier Valley, his body trembled, his face changed greatly, his pupils shrank, and he was terrified.

At this moment, I saw that in the Valley of Tibetan Soldiers, the trees broke and the mountains collapsed, the flames were raging, the corpses were piling up like mountains, and the blood flowed into streams.

Ye Shucheng looked at the tragic scene in front of him, his brain seemed to be pierced by a steel needle, the pain was incomparable, 'hum', his mind shook, he was dizzy, his feet were also weak, his body leaned back, and he stumbled a few times, if it weren't for Tang Bangmeng's support, he would have to fall.

Ye Shucheng stabilized his footing, took a few deep breaths, straightened his body, gathered his mind, and made a magic decision with both hands on his chest, a mysterious probing power, like invisible water, flowing in the valley, so after a while, he withdrew his palm, sighed, looked at the valley, and was in a daze.

Tang Bangmeng glanced at the valley, and he was also terrified in his heart, and he was very worried, so he stepped forward to hold Ye Shucheng's palm, and after a pause, he smiled reluctantly, and said softly: "Brother Night, the matter has come to this, don't be too sad!"

Ye Shucheng smiled bitterly and muttered, "We're late!"

Hmph!

With a soft sneer, a bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the sky, striking Yeshu City as fast as the blink of an eye.

Tang Bangmeng's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly took a step sideways, blocking in front of Yeshu City, and at the same time, he pulled out a dagger and slashed horizontally at the lightning that shot out, but the lightning power was too strong, although it was blocked by the dagger, but the light actually pierced through the dagger and still hit her chest.

Tang Bangmeng snorted, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body fell backwards.

Ye Shucheng exclaimed, and hurriedly hugged Tang Bangmeng, who fell to him, his body spun, flashed a few times, and dodged the lightning that attacked him one after another, at the same time, his right arm waved continuously, and the nine-curved broken intestine sword in his hand shot out several sharp sword qi, and the sword qi shot into the air, blocking several lightning bolts, one of which shot into the clouds, and with an exclamation in the clouds, after that, the lightning stopped.

Ye Shucheng hugged Tang Bangmeng tightly, leaned over to check, and saw that Tang Bangmeng's eyes were closed, and his chest was stained red with blood, he was pale with fright for a while, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Dream, dream, dream!!" The voice was extremely panicked.

Tang Bangmeng was called by the night Shucheng, and woke up leisurely, her eyes were bonely, she looked at the anxious night Shucheng, and then looked at the body of the night Shucheng, and saw that the night Shucheng was safe and sound, and her heart was very peaceful, so she asked with concern in a weak voice: "Brother Night, are you okay?"

Ye Shucheng saw that Tang Bangmeng was attacked, but at this moment, he was still worried about his safety, his heart was warm, and he was very moved, and he quickly shook his head, and said with a light smile: "No, no, don't worry, you can rest assured!" After speaking, tears welled up and rolled down.

Tang Bangmeng stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Ye Shucheng's face, smiled gently, and said softly: "Don't be sad, don't worry, I'm just a little injured, take a rest, and it will be fine!"

Seeing that Tang Bangmeng was speaking calmly, Ye Shucheng checked her pulse, and saw that it was full of qi, not as if she was seriously injured, and her heart was a little calm, but she still asked with concern: "Really?"

Tang Wan nodded, and said worriedly: "Brother Night, this place is dangerous, and strong enemies are around, let's go quickly!"

"Hey, hey, if you want to leave, it's not that easy!"

Hahaha!

After a burst of wild laughter, a majestic male voice sneered coldly and shouted: "Night Shucheng, at this moment, you are still thinking about retreating with your whole body, it is really wishful thinking, ridiculous!"

After finishing speaking, 'whooshing' fell from the air, the figure flashed, and dozens of people appeared around the valley, these people slowly approached, five zhang away from Yeshu City, they stopped, and immediately surrounded Yeshu City and Tang Bangmeng.

Ye Shucheng fed Tang Bangmeng a Yangyuan Pill, secretly used supernatural powers, healed Tang Bangmeng's wounds, cleared the blood stains on her body, helped Tang Bangmeng up, held her palm tightly, and protected it behind her, that is, he slowly glanced around at the visitor, his eyes were angry, cold, and vicious.

The people who came were all fellow Xuanmen Daoists who followed Yeshu City to prepare for a sneak attack on the Mixed Heavenly King City this time, and they were all acquaintances, including Duanmu Chengxi and Duanmu Chengzhu brothers of the Duanmu family, Wen Chang'an, the young pavilion master of Dingkun Pavilion, Lu Zhudao of Tiefan Mountain, and the white-bearded master of Ethereal Peak, of course, among these people, there were also disciples of the Tianshu Guardian, Ruozhong Master and nephew.

Ruozhong saw that Yeshu City was safe and sound, his face was happy, and he called softly: "Uncle Night!" wanted to step forward and walked to Yeshucheng's side.

Duanmu Chengxi frowned, his face was cold, his eyes glared at Ruozhong fiercely, and he scolded fiercely: "Ruozhong, the night sparse city is lewd and lustful, colluding with witches, betraying the master, and mutilating fellow Taoists, do you want to collude with him, regardless of shame, and be willing to fall?"

Wen Changan had a handsome face, a hand-cranked fan, an elegant temperament, the corners of his lips curled, he smiled indifferently, and said slowly: "If you are a senior nephew, although Yeshucheng is your uncle, he has now betrayed the Immortal Gate and fallen into the Demon Dao, do you still want to distinguish between right and wrong and help the abuse?"

If he heard Duanmu Chengxi's scolding and Wen Changan's admonition, his expression was stagnant, his eyes darkened, thinking of the serious consequences of betraying the Sect's Immortal Dao, how could he dare to take a step, he stood on the spot, his heart flickered, he felt guilty and uneasy, and hurriedly turned his face away, not daring to look at Ye Shucheng.

Ye Shucheng listened to the words of Duanmu Chengxi and Wen Chang'an, and saw Ruozhong's hesitant actions, he was very surprised, but his thoughts flashed, and his heart brightened, knowing that he might have fallen into a conspiracy, the corners of his lips curled, snorted coldly, forced his eyes to look at Ruozhong, and asked in a deep voice: "Ruozhong's nephew, what do they mean?"

Wen Changan sneered, and said in a weird manner: "Night Shucheng, you are greedy for beauty, and you have fallen into demons, and if the nephew is a decent disciple of the Xuanmen Immortal Dao, the so-called immortals and demons are incompatible, and it is difficult for good and evil to coexist, in order to maintain the reputation of the heavenly guard and the justice of the Xuanmen, he has already drawn a clear line with you, cut off his robe and break his righteousness, so don't use your former status as Lao Shizi's uncle to dictate to him and give orders!"

Ye Shucheng glanced at Wen Changan with a rebellious and cold gaze, snorted, and said coldly: "Wen Changan, what kind of thing are you, I am talking to Ruozhong's nephew, why do you need to chirp and be verbose here!"