Chapter 13: Another Organization

Di Zuoqian is actually an undercover agent sent to the Blood Alliance by the Six Ministries, originally an ordinary disciple,

But due to various adventures, he became the leader of the eighth station,

And all this—

Of course, it can't avoid the secret operation of the six parts.

Di Zuoqian also put his heart completely on the top of the six parts, and he is also a kind of person who understands current affairs.

After all, he has also ascended to the position of the leader of the limelight, even if he is ranked eighth.

"Hmph, those few who took away Fan Yu must be killed, and Fan Yu must also be brought back, he is the person needed by the headquarters, and I just defected from the Blood Alliance, and the people in the six departments will not believe me too much, so I must use this matter to stabilize my own position. ”

Di Zuoqian said fiercely to a disciple beside him.

And this—

It was enough to prove that he attached great importance to this matter, and the disciple beside him nodded and retreated.

At this moment—

Zhaoyuan They are also being hunted down, Zhaoyuan looked at his rear,

Those disciples from the Eighth Garrison quickly caught up, after all, Zhaoyuan and they had been running around day and night, and they were physically and mentally exhausted.

However, the disciples of the eighth garrison are recuperating, and their strength is naturally not comparable to the current Zhaoyuan and others.

Zhao Yuan looked at the disciple in front of him, then looked at Fan Yu behind him, and said, "We only have one battle. ”

The disciples in the back pondered for a while, and said in unison: "No, Zhaoyuan, you go, let's stop it, as long as we can save this kid back to the sixth station, then our sacrifice is worth it." ”

Zhao Yuan clenched his fists fiercely, and his eyes flashed,

After all, under such a deep hatred, there are not many people who can maintain such a sober status quo.

Zhao Yuan nodded and said, "Thank you, brothers!"

Zhao Yuan immediately rushed away, without looking back, because Zhao Yuan didn't want to be affected by those bloody scenes,

Otherwise, he could only obediently sacrifice his life and all the brothers who exchanged their lives for mortal control.

Zhaoyuan's pace is obviously getting slower and slower, which can be described as powerless.

Even if Zhao Yuan wanted to run, his body would definitely not allow it.

The long sword in Zhao Yuan's hand flashed, even though it would slow down, but Zhao Yuan didn't care.

And at this moment, the remaining disciples of the Blood Alliance, there was no trace of fear in their eyes, and some were just the spirit of seeing death as home.

They are no longer the children of pheasants or old men, they are a new generation of strong people with responsibility and strength.

The long sword in the hand of every Blood Alliance disciple shone with a cold glow, as if this was their decisive moment, this was their brilliance, this was their glory.

The faces of every Blood Alliance disciple shone with confidence.

And those Blood Alliance disciples who chased from the eighth garrison of the Blood Alliance were much stronger than the current disciples of the Blood Alliance in the sixth garrison.

These disciples of the eighth garrison did not have any words, and what came up directly was one cold light after another, one cold light after another.

The disciples of the Blood Alliance in the sixth garrison resisted fiercely,

"Brothers, rush!" shouted a disciple from the sixth station,

Then the other Blood Alliance disciples were stunned, and the spirit of seeing death as if they were at home in their eyes became even more firm.

"Rush!"

The disciples of the Blood Alliance in the sixth garrison all shouted,

But the disciples of the Blood Alliance in the eighth garrison were really unmoved, or it can be understood that these soldiers who were stationed on the edge of the war,

They have all cultivated a psychological strength that is not agitated by the momentum of others.

The two sides kept fighting together, you stabbed me with a sword and I stabbed you back,

That's all—

The two sides fought bloodily, and blood was splattered. Flesh and blood flying. But this is a doomed battle.

And this is destined -

Naturally, the people of the sixth garrison were defeated and all annihilated, and the strong of the eighth garrison were naturally the victors.

This battle was very tragic, and the bodies and heads of the disciples of the Blood Alliance in the sixth garrison were separated, and the limbs of their bodies and limbs no longer knew what they had become.

One person overlaps another, and it seems to be a mountain of corpses,

And the disciples of the eighth garrison also looked at these corpses with mind-numbing heads.

"I have to say that these disciples of the sixth garrison are really difficult, they can even burst out with such combat power at the end of the strong crossbow, I really don't know why these guys are so desperate, but they do have the strength to gain our respect. ”

After a disciple of the Sixth Garrison said this, he bent his body slightly towards the place where the corpses were strewn and bowed.

And the disciples of the other Sixth Residency also remained the same.

And those disciples of the eighth garrison who originally chased after them, there is not much left at this moment,

One of the disciples said, "Let's leave! With our current strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with the disciple of the sixth garrison who left, so let's go back and return to Lord Di Zuoqian!"

A disciple who seemed to be at the level of a squad leader said to the crowd behind him.

The people behind were a little hesitant, after all, they all knew Di Zuoqian's temper.

Immortal Sword and Ling Qi, who were already not far from the seventh station, said in unison, "I don't know how they are now. ”

When the two of them heard what they said, they couldn't help but look at each other and burst out laughing.

Ling Yi looked at the seventh garrison and said, "We took a detour and a short route, so we arrived directly from the tenth garrison to the seventh garrison, and I don't know where they are now. ”

Immortal Sword frowned slightly and said, "Forget it, let's still believe them! And there are people from our Blood Alliance along the way, even if there is an accident, you can rescue them in time!"

Ling Qi looked at the seventh garrison and said, "Otherwise, let's go in and rest and rest! We have also been on the road for a long time, and our bodies are a little tired." ”

Fairy Sword pondered for a moment and said, "Well, okay! Anyway, it's getting late. ”

It had now been four days since the battle at the 10th garrison.

Immortal Sword and Ling Qi slowly walked to the gate of the seventh garrison.

The two Blood Alliance disciples from the Seventh Garrison came over, looked at Immortal Sword and Ling Qi and said, "Who are you, now that all the garrisons of the entire Blood Alliance have been placed under martial law, who are you who dare to come to this place!"

The fairy sword slowly groped around his body.

"Oh, I'll go, where's my token?" Fairy Sword muttered slowly.

A disciple of the Blood Alliance of the Seventh Garrison really couldn't look at it and said to the Immortal Sword: "Damn, what token, no matter who you are, now all the garrisons have been martial law and are strictly forbidden to enter." ”

This disciple clearly gave an order to expel the guest, but Xianjian didn't seem to hear it, and continued to grope on his body, and finally had to give up.

"What, I'm good friends with the leader of your station, I'm the leader of the sixth station, Xianjian, you go and talk to him, we grew up wearing a crotch, hehe, boy, go and report it......!"