In Dongyang City, Zhao Yige fought a decisive battle with the Three Musketeers without sheaths until dawn, and until the sun rose, they still won and lost partially. If the Three Musketeers of the Unsheathed Three Musketeers hadn't cooperated with the three of them, they might not have been inseparable from Zhao Yige. Single-handedly is not Zhao Yige's opponent, and Zhao Yige will quickly disintegrate the other party. Singles, group fighting, Zhao Yige seems to be very good. In the past, Yan Qinghou only taught him swordsmanship, but it was Yan Che who gave Zhao Yige spiritual power.

From this battle, it can be seen that even the three cultivators who have entered the Holy Triple are not the opponents of Haotian Yizhong.

After dawn, the Three Musketeers stood opposite the sun and watched the sun rise over the mountains to the east. Zhao Yige turned his back to the sun, his shadow was infinitely elongated, and under the dazzling sun, the unsheathed Three Musketeers couldn't even see Zhao Yige's face clearly. After a night of decisive battle, the True Qi of the Three Musketeers without a Sheath had been exhausted, and they could no longer use their breath to use their sword qi. The aura is physical strength, the three of them and the number of qi are exhausted, not only the eyelids are very heavy, the breathing has become thicker, and now they are very tired, and they just want to fall asleep as soon as possible. On the other hand, Zhao Yige, holding the Chiyang Sword, still did not change his face. Due to the appearance of the sun, the Chiyang Sword was truly powerful at this time. Zhao Yige raised his sword high above his head, bursting out with fiery red light under the sun's rays. The red aura was not flowing upwards like a flame, but flowing towards Zhao Yige's body.

Nameless was shocked when he saw this: "The sword in that guy's hand can absorb the power of the sun, and he can convert the power of the sun in the sword into his own breath." If he succeeds in absorbing the breath, he will reach the top again. In our current situation, the breath has been exhausted, and it will take a few days to recover. If he succeeds, the three of us together will not be his opponent!"

When the other two heard this, they naturally understood the situation. The three of them struck each other together, swinging three swords at the same time. The three swords flew towards Zhao Yige, staggering and circling each other, and the three breaths intertwined with each other, forming a spiral of qi waves in the air. After Zhao Yige absorbed the sun's rays, his qi volume soared, and when he saw the three swords flying towards him, he immediately withdrew the Chiyang Sword and aimed at the three flying swords with a sword qi slash. The crimson sword qi struck towards the flying sword with a three-color aura, and the three swords were knocked into the air with a burst of energy. The three swords fell to the ground one after another, and when they landed, it also indicated that the breath of the unsheathed Three Musketeers had been exhausted. And Zhao Yige handsomely swung his sword on the spot, as if to tell the three of them that he was not finished entertained.

The sword trick has been completed, and now this sword-wielding young man will rewrite the history of the sword master in the cultivation world.

Zhao Yige had no intention of killing people and didn't want to attack the Three Musketeers without sheaths again. He withdrew the Chiyang Sword and the Oni Che, and walked in the direction of the Three Musketeers without sheaths. The Three Musketeers without a sheath thought that Zhao Yige would take advantage of the danger, but they didn't expect them to underestimate this young man's temperament. Zhao Yige walked in front of the three swordsmen without sheaths, saluted the three of them, and said that the three of them were all masters of swordsmanship, and it was all luck to be able to fight and win with them in this life. Then, Zhao Yige walked from the open space next to him and walked straight to the west gate of Dongyang City.

Zhao Yige's departure is undoubtedly undoubted, and it will be difficult to go west to the place of the Meng Dynasty. And the other party probably knew his purpose, or transferred King Jiang, or directly brought King Jiang to the battlefield, which would be more difficult to rescue from now on. The matter has come to this, even if Zhao Yige has not slept all night, he does not dare to rest, he just wants to speed up and rush to the Meng Dynasty. Unexpectedly, before he reached the West City Gate, the West City Gate had opened not far from him. Then, rows of soldiers appeared from the city gates, and many officers and soldiers poured out of the streets and alleys. The soldiers who were chasing Li Jing in the east returned with their halberds, and they also came back at this time, and there was no way to go on both sides, and Zhao Yige was completely trapped here.

Although there were many soldiers on the side of the West City Gate, Zhao Yige relied on his perception of breath and soon knew that a familiar figure was in that group of people. Sure enough, the soldiers in the front row entered the city and divided into two rows, leaving an open space in the middle. And behind the clearing, it was the long-lost Yan Qinghou who came on horseback.

Yan Qinghou also saw Zhao Yige, which was completely different from Zhao Yige's complex and intertwined mood, after he saw Zhao Yige, he was in the mood of hating iron and not steel. Yan Qinghou saw Zhao Yige from a distance, stood on the horse's back, stepped lightly, and flew towards Zhao Yige from the horse's back. Zhao Yige's face did not change, and he waited quietly in place.

After a while, Yan Qinghou stood in front of Zhao Yige. There was no greeting, no reminiscence, and the first sentence of Yan Qingwait, who did not think of the affection, said straight to the point: "Are you going to the Meng Dynasty to kidnap King Jiang?"

"It's rescue. Zhao Yige listened to Yan Qinghou talk about snatching the rescue, and knew in his heart that what he had done was absolutely above board.

"I'm so ashamed of your dead father. If he knew that you were doing things for demons and were enemies of thousands of human beings, he would definitely beg me to kill you!" Yan Qinghou was filled with righteous indignation, and there was no trace of the kindness of the original master and apprentice between his words. If it is said that the demon clan can brainwash the ability, then after joining Daigo, Yan Qinghou has completely changed into a person. However, even if Yan Qinghou speaks sharply, with his skills that are slightly inferior to the Three Musketeers without a sheath, he is definitely not Zhao Yige's opponent.

At that time, Zhao Yige also thought so, and he didn't want to appear with the other people of Daigo. The unsheathed Three Musketeers, who had no ability to stand up again, had all appeared behind him at this time, and their glory and yellow hair and mental malaise were swept away, and they did not show the slightest sign of exhaustion from last night's battle. Zhao Yige saw that there was an old woman next to the unsheathed Three Musketeers, with a rickety figure but full of aura. Even if the other party didn't use the breath, Zhao Yige could see that the old man's realm was not low. She appears next to the Three Musketeers of Unsheathed, perhaps reinvigorating them with healing and recovery. In addition to the enemies in front and behind, on the left and right sides of Zhao Yige, there are also the corpse ancestor Erju in Daigo, the vampire Nu Ling of the vampire clan, and Chongming hovering in the air. Now embattled, Zhao Yige is difficult to fly.

From behind Yan Qinghou, a fierce horse slowly walked over. The horse was definitely of a strong character, not succumbing to slow walking, constantly panting. On horseback sat a Beiliang man, tall and large, with majestic arms and a bronze skin that was often exposed to the sun. The man on horseback asked Yan Qinghou: "What kind of person is this guy, who actually wants you to go to great lengths to bring so many people?"

Zhao Yige judged from the other party's dress and tone of voice that the other party was a Beiliang person living in the north. To be able to ride on horseback and talk to Yan Qinghou must be the tribal leader of Beiliang. Zhao Yige immediately shouted to the leader: "You must be the leader of Beiliang. I heard that Bei Liang called the strongest person the Great Khan instead of the Great King, dare to ask you is the Great Khan?"

"Hahaha!" The person on horseback couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhao Yige's praise, "Good eyesight! Sure enough, temperament can't be hidden!"

"Dear Great Khan, I know that you are a famous people born in the grasslands, and the Central Plains are mainly farming, which is not suitable for you, and you must have some difficulties when you go south. ”

"What is the difficulty! I heard Brother Qinghou say, there is a demon race rising in the south, and they also control Jiang and Qi, and they want to covet our whole world. Although the men of the grassland like to run on the grassland, the people in the south are also our brothers! When our brothers are in trouble, we naturally have to come out to help, and where is there any difficulty!"

"Of course, there is, and the soldiers under your command know it in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that the winters in the north began to get longer, the grasslands were no longer fat, the cattle and sheep could not survive, and the horses could not run, you would not have gone south at all. ”

"You! How do you know! Yan Qinghou, I treat you as a brother, but you actually told the enemy about our situation!"

The leader pointed the finger at Yan Qinghou, but Yan Qinghou knew in his heart that this must be Zhao Yige's means to divide them, so he replied: "Don't be deceived by the enemy's discord. It is everyone's responsibility to guard the world. Even if there is no more green grass in the north, we will dig a pit for you in the south to create a grassland. ”

"Is it really possible?" Zhao Yige immediately asked rhetorically, "Or does Yan Qinghou know that the winter in the north will last forever, and there is no solution?"

"You say there's a solution? What is that?" Beiliang Khan was immediately attracted by Zhao Yige's answer, ignoring Yan Qinghou's explanation. Zhao Yige's plan succeeded, and he immediately said: "The Great Khan doesn't know that although the demon people want to rule the world, they are definitely not destroying the world. They also want to carve out a paradise for all humanity. Yan Che, the demon king of the demon clan, knew that the ice and snow in the extremely cold land of Beiliang had intensified, and it was the gods on the mountain who did it, so he personally went up the mountain to ask the gods of the snow mountain to retract their anger and give the people of Beiliang a tender green grassland. ”

"Is this really the case?" this sentence instantly made the hearts of all Beiliang people tremble. At that time, they agreed to go south, on the one hand, because of Yan Qinghou's persuasion, and more importantly, they did not have a place to graze because of the wind and snow. If the demons can solve the problem of no grass to graze in the winter of Beiliang, the people of Beiliang may instantly surrender to the demons. Although the people of Beiliang are belligerent and never bow to others, they also admire the strong. The Protoss is something they dare not touch, for a long time, there are countless tribes of Beiliang who went to the extremely cold land to find the reason for the spread of the wind and snow, and all died on the way to the snow mountain, only the survivors only said that there was a god on the mountain, and it was a forbidden place that could not be touched. But they fear and hate God, and it is God who is depriving them of their existence. If the demons can really solve the problem of wind and snow, they will inevitably stop the alliance with Yan Qinghou and return to the north.

Yan Qinghou knew that Zhao Yige's words had touched the heart of Beiliang Khan, and he immediately found a way to communicate with Khan. Zhao Yige knew that the plan had been accomplished, so he stopped talking. Erju came over from the side and wanted to knock him out, but he didn't expect a punch to go down, Zhao Yige just lowered his head and didn't do anything at all. Erju felt strange in his heart and wanted to punch a few more punches, but at this time, Yan Qinghou said that there was no need to use force, and Zhao Yige knew that he could not escape, so he would definitely be captured. He sent someone to bring a rope to tie Zhao Yige. However, ordinary ropes must not be able to tie Zhao Yige in the Haotian realm, and the mother-in-law of Xiyin, who was behind Zhao Yige, took out a rope chain and asked people to tie Zhao Yige's hands. Even if it is a martial artist of the Haotian realm, it can't be torn apart with his own strength. Moreover, Zhao Yige, who received the sword, did not exert the ability to split the Suoshen chain. Zhao Yige was taken to a dark prison.

As soon as the painting style changed, it was already dawn. In a thatched hut in Fushun City, Mu Ruxian slowly opened his eyes.

Mu Ruxian opened his eyes and saw that Yi Shenghua Rejuvenation was boiling medicine there, and those medicines could weaken the toxicity of his inner body. However, if the toxicity in the body is reduced, it will be difficult for Mu Ruxian to control the people of Fushun City. After he got up, he found that his saber sword was beside him, and he held the sword head on Hua Huichun's neck when he held it in his hand. Hua Huichun's expression was calm, and he turned his back to Mu Ruxian and said, "Don't be in a hurry to kill me, drink the medicine first." Diseases are sometimes difficult to treat, and most of the people who are sick do not cooperate. ”

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Death, everyone will have it, and they will eventually face it, what's so terrible?"

"You're not afraid of death, so why save people?"

"Hehe, you, you have been living in your own shadow for so many years and have not come out. When you practiced with the Sword Master, I saw that you were the only one who might be affected by your own cultivation. You must know that your own life and death are sometimes small things, but the life and death of others are big things. If you had known that, you wouldn't have done the crazy thing you did last night. ”

"Crazy? I think it's the best thing I've done in all my years of seclusion. The people of this city will hate me, but if I succeed, millions of people will thank me. ”

"You're not right. ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Mu Ruxian felt that what he said contained great righteousness and did not violate any morality at all.

The medical saint boiled the medicine, and after getting up, he put the medicine in front of Mu Ruxian and said, "The people of this city will not hate you. ”