A group of people surrounded Ling Li and Duan He's carriage, each holding a weapon. [No pop-ups. 】

These people are Chu Xiao's people and Zhang Zeqing's people. Chu Xiao gave Zhang Zeqing glory and wealth, and Zhang Zeqing naturally could also give glory and wealth to this group of subordinates.

When he came out this time, he deliberately selected a few people he trusted and came out with good kung fu, in order to capture Duan He. Duan He's injuries have not improved for a long time, and he will definitely not be able to beat this group of people, let alone bring a woman. However, Zhang Zeqing still made complete preparations, and where he walked now, there were still No. 10 people in ambush, all of whom were friends of Zhang Zeqing's rivers and lakes. Everyone slept peacefully last night, but Zhang Zeqing has been busy with this matter.

He was going to kill Duan He here, and robbed Duan He's woman and sword book. As for Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao values himself, and he can't give up his own by dying a Duan He. What's more, Chu Xiao would never know that Duan He was killed by Zhang Zeqing.

Zhang Zeqing looked at his friends in the rivers and lakes, and his face was full of smiles. When Duan He died, Zhang Zeqing would have a big battle with them, and finally go back with his own injuries.

In the carriage, Duan He hugged Ling Li, closed his eyes, and carefully felt every move around him.

Ling Li was scared half to death in Duan He's arms, even if it was her, she knew that something big was going to happen.

"Pounce!"

A spear stabbed into the carriage, Duan He's eyes widened, and with a sword he passed, cutting off the head of the spear. Holding Ling Li and dodging forward, dodging the attack of the spear.

The curtain is raised, and one person is going to rush in. Duan He stood up violently and lifted his foot on the table. The table flew and smashed the man out.

All this was between the lightning and flint, and Duan He could no longer hold back. Taking advantage of this momentum, he jumped out and jumped outside.

Holding Ling Li, Duan He's face was full of coldness. Zhang Zeqing saw Duan He come out, and led a group of people to surround Duan He, aiming the sharpest part of the weapon at him.

"Brother Zhang, what do you mean? We want to go to Shenwu Kingdom together, is it possible, what is the reason for us? Duan He sneered.

"Haha, Duan He. Naturally, we have no grievances or hatreds, but this swordsman loves something that is not ordinary. You should know what I mean, you must die here today! ”

Zhang Zeqing didn't reply, and rushed over with his sword. The few people surrounding on the side did not lag behind, and rushed towards Duan He with weapons.

Duan He's legs exerted force, and he jumped up all of a sudden. Everyone threw themselves into the air, turned around and hit Duan He again. Duan He was holding Ling Li in his right hand, which was very inconvenient. At this moment, he couldn't put Ling Li aside, and after blocking it a few times, Duan He said loudly: "Ling Li! Lie in my arms! ”

Ling Li was also obedient, and suddenly got into Duan He's arms and hugged Duan He's waist tightly.

Duan He fought with everyone for a few more rounds, and asked Ling Li to untie his belt and tie himself and Ling Li tightly together.

"Heh, Duan Daxia lives up to his reputation. Come out to fight, and still have a woman in your arms? ”

Zhang Zeqing sneered and sneered, and killed him with a sword.

The rest of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals Duan He didn't care, and Duan He, the sword in Zhang Zeqing's hand, was a little afraid. Take your sword well, and don't dare to attack anything. While guarding the completeness, he stepped back.

"You can't run away!" Zhang Zeqing shouted, used his unique secret technique, and killed Duan He.

No matter how strong the sword in Duan He's hand was, it couldn't withstand everyone's fight. As it is said that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, Duan He parried while looking for a position.

Retreating again and again, Duan He made a light effort, as long as there was a gap, he could run out. But after fifteen steps back in a row, Duan He couldn't find a chance. Zhang Zeqing's swordsmanship is not leaky, if he performs light skills and leaves, he will inevitably be stabbed with a sword in the back when he turns around.

Not only that, but there are also people who are distracting. Duan He's sword was extremely fast, but he didn't dare to attack, and Ling Li was in his arms. I just said that I wouldn't let this woman get hurt again, how dare I make any careless moves.

took five steps back in a row, and Duan He's swordsmanship gradually became chaotic. Zhang Zeqing saw the opportunity and stepped up the offensive. The sword in his hand did not hit Duan He, but went straight to Ling Li's vital point. In order to protect her, Duan He's swordsmanship became more and more scattered.

After fighting for a long time, everyone still failed to take down Duan He. Zhang Zeqing became more and more irritable, he didn't expect this He to have such a ability with a woman.

"I must get your sword book!" Zhang Zeqing thought secretly.

The swordsman competes with the sword, and in addition to the swordsmanship, it is this heart. If the mind in your heart changes, the swordsmanship will also change. Zhang Zeqing's heart became more and more chaotic, and the sword attack in his hand became more and more fierce. Duan He took advantage of Zhang Zeqing's swordsmanship to adjust his senses, and his eyes kept staring at Zhang Zeqing.

Fighting, the people around them scattered. The momentum on Duan He and Zhang Zeqing was no longer comparable to them, and at such a moment, no one dared to step forward, and they all watched the fight between the two in a daze.

Zhang Zeqing's swordsmanship is strong and powerful, and every sword costs people's lives. Duan He's swords are all soft, and some swords that are about to be killed to the point are peeled back and cannot be refuted.

Ling Li lay in Duan He's arms, very scared, trembling with fear.

Zhang Zeqing's heart became more and more impatient, and the sword became more and more anxious, and finally, Duan He saw a flaw.

"Humph!" Duan He snorted coldly in his heart, and stabbed at Zhang Zeqing's completely exposed right arm.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered.

Zhang Zeqing's right arm was poked out of a hole, but Duan He didn't take advantage of it. Zhang Zeqing's offensive has always been fierce, and taking advantage of Duan He's sword, his sword also pierced Duan He's leg.

In this confrontation between the two, Duan He's leg was injured, and Zhang Zeqing's arm was injured. Duan He didn't care about this, and when he saw that he threw off everyone, he exerted force with his feet, and jumped out after a few ups and downs.

"Chase! Pursue! ”

Zhang Zeqing didn't care about his injuries, and flew over to chase Duan He while roaring. The rest of the people performed light skills with good skills, and those who did not do well rode horses. There were also a few hard qigong people who knew that they couldn't catch up, so they picked up the fruit bowl that fell on the ground and ate it.

In the cold wind of winter, Duan He hugged Ling Li in his arms and ran vigorously. One of his legs was injured, and he felt the blood flowing out with every exertion. The pain went straight to the whole body, and the pain was unbearable. But he didn't dare to stop, Zhang Zeqing behind him was also chasing after him, and the injury on his arm was very serious, but he didn't look at it.

ran for half an hour in a row, and Duan He's light skills practiced since childhood helped him a lot. Gradually, he shook off the people behind him and ran to a deserted place.

With a pop, Duan He half-knelt on the ground, gulping for rough air.

"Duan He, Duan He, how are you?" Ling Li hurriedly asked.

Duan He shook his head and looked at Ling Li, Ling Li's face was pale, and his whole body was blown cold by the cold wind just now.

(End of chapter)