On the West Avenue of Chang'an City, a white horse trampled on the moonlight, startling countless forest crows. The man on the horse carried the oncoming murderous aura, and the sword in his hand slashed the mountain and the moon, and continued to gallop forward. Behind a man and a horse, more than a dozen well-known masters in the rivers and lakes, like sugarcane blown by the wind, were forced to the ground, and no one survived.

The man named Cui Hong is like an incarnation of the Wuque heavy sword at this moment, if there is anyone who does not dare to stand in the way, then he will not have any hesitation, God blocks and kills God, and the devil blocks and kills demons!

There was a faint flame flickering in Cui Hong's eyes. He didn't expect that in just a few hours after he left Changle Yuan, such a drastic change would occur.

He didn't know the identity of the person he had just killed. They suddenly appeared like that, blocked his way back to Changle Yuan, and without saying a word, they launched a siege. Obviously, the other party knew his identity, and he also knew his extremely high martial arts cultivation and his role in Changle Yuan.

The enemy's preparation was so thorough, which made Cui Hong's worries even deeper. However, the attempt to besiege him is destined to be wishful thinking. It had been a long time since the Wuque heavy sword had been unsheathed, and it had been clanging for a long time. The blood of a dozen masters is not enough for it to drink to its full. After killing all the people who stood in the way with crisp and neat means, the man who first followed Yuan Zhao's door stimulated all his momentum, and drove the smoke and dust all the way to the homeland he guarded.

Although the Changle Plateau garrison camp was on high ground and could temporarily avoid the enemy's attack, it was not a safe place. When the fire broke out from far and near, a large number of prepared Jianghu masters finally gathered here. A fierce fight to the death is inevitable.

Led by Yuan Jiu, the people who were organized to kill the enemy with swords firmly guarded several dangerous positions in the camp to prevent the enemy from attacking and killing them. In the dark night, the sound of killing is like a tide, which makes people smell the color change. As treacherous as the situation was, no one wanted to flee in panic.

Already a vicious attacker had launched an attack on the front position of the battalion. Soon after, the tall wooden fence was ignited by a grease fire, and a sea of fire broke out near the camp gate. Maybe it won't be long before someone comes in with smoke and fire.

Yuan Jiu clenched the hilt of the sword, he didn't know how long the people he led would be able to resist. The only thing that is certain is that no matter what time comes, he will stay here until the last drop of blood is shed.

The nearly 100 sword-wielding men who were the first to kill finally began to appear from the burned camp gate. After a few moments, the two sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat, and soon casualties appeared.

Although he killed several people in a row, he blocked the attacker's footsteps. But the black crowd swept to the ground, the knife light was shining, and it was no more than ten zhang away. Once they are embraced and rushed in, no one can predict how many people who have taken refuge in the camp will survive.

At the critical moment, there was a "sneering" sound, and outside the firelight, there were screams again and again. A young and thin figure led several smelting masters and detained the crossbow arrows in their hands. This is none other than Zhuo Yu, the son of the Zhuo family in Shuzhong.

As a master of smelting for generations, the Zhuo family in Shuzhong has been setting up the most important smelting place on Changle Plateau since they got acquainted with Yuan Zhao over the years. Basically, all important militaristic weapons have been tested by them in order to see the actual lethal effect.

This is a military-industrial privilege. Those who can have this kind of power cannot do it without great financial resources, superb technology and deep background. And the Zhuo family just has all of them, which can be said to be the only one in nature.

A large number of militaristic weapons, including the nine-armed chain crossbow, are all from the Zhuo family. Zhuo's superb weapon production has long been famous and spread far and wide. More than half of the weapons in the Han army came from Zhuo's smelting.

Zhuo Yu has been on Changle Plateau for a long time. The boy who has gradually grown up is no longer the one who didn't understand anything at the beginning. Whether it is Sister Wenjun or the Zhuo family, they all have high hopes for him.

In the hasty retreat more than half an hour ago, Zhuo Yu and some people in the smelting place carried weapons and crossbow arrows with them. At this moment, it finally came in handy.

Zhu Anshi, who was not far behind, couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard the casualties in front of him. I didn't expect the other party to have a crossbow arrow in hand, which posed a certain threat to my side. But then I heard someone report that the number of such killing weapons on the other side is not much, that is, there are more than a dozen crossbow arrows. He couldn't help but put his mind at ease, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Even if the nine-armed chain crossbow is sharp, it needs to be shot on a large scale to show its strength. With only a dozen crossbow arrows, the lethality of a small area is not worth fearing. Zhu Anshi loudly ordered the people in front of him to spread out the distance and attack from different directions, trying to avoid the threat of crossbow arrows. In the night when the fire is extinguished, it is also very difficult to kill accurately.

As the shouts of killing approached, tension and fear finally began to appear in the camp. Zhuo Yu shot the last arrow in the crossbow box, and shook his hand with some annoyance.

"If I knew this, I would have brought more crossbow arrows with me. But I didn't expect that there would be so many enemies attacking! ”

Yuan Jiu nodded. didn't say anything, just patted Zhuo Yu on the shoulder.

"Master Zhuo, please take your people to the end. None of these smelting masters can be damaged, otherwise when Master Hou comes back, I will have no shame to face him...... Leave it to us here! ”

But he didn't expect Zhuo Yu to shake his head again and again, he threw down the crossbow machine, and already had a short knife in his hand. He smiled lightly and said.

"It's urgent! Kill the enemy, regardless of each other. Even though our strength is weak, we can fight for it tonight! ”

The red-faced Shuzhong men behind him straightened their chests firmly, and promised in unison.

"When you follow your son, fight for the Yuanhou! Swear to die without remorse. ”

Although he knew that he might die, no one flinched. When danger comes, so should a good man, which has nothing to do with his skills and status. It's just about bravery and fearlessness, and the power of affection.

A look of respect flashed on Yuan Jiu's face, although he couldn't see it in the night, he was still proud that his Hou Ye was so loved. Although most of the people who bravely stand here do not have a high level of martial arts cultivation, since this is the case, there is no need to say more about some hypocritical words. Fight side by side, only death!

In the whistling sound, just as everyone was ready to fight to the death, the attackers in the darkness began to attack one after another. The neighing of a horse came from behind him, and I saw that under the moonlight, a white horse trampled through, The sword aura was like a rainbow, and the rivers and lakes dodged one after another, and no one dared to stop its edge!

Zhu Anshi was surrounded by everyone, and when he looked back, he saw the momentum of the Wuque heavy sword, like the weight of a thousand pounds, and the long knife collided with it, and it was constantly broken. He couldn't help but feel a tight in his heart, knowing that a master had appeared!

As a person who has a deep hatred for Yuan Zhao, Zhu Anshi already understands the general situation on Changle Plateau very thoroughly. Especially for a few people with extremely high skills, except for Yuan Zhao, the people of the Kyushu Hidden Gate have made a detailed assessment.

And the most powerful of them, in addition to Huo Quai, who has already entered the army, is ranked first is Cui Hong. As a low-key person by nature, Cui Hong is not well-known in the rivers and lakes, and he does not have much reputation. But from the mouths of some Chang'an forces who know the internal situation of Changle Yuan, after a comprehensive analysis, the elders of the Kyushu Hidden Gate unanimously believe that Cui Hong may be one of the top masters in the rivers and lakes today.

Although Zhu Anshi was not convinced, he also knew that this person must be very powerful. Therefore, although he didn't know Cui Hong, when he saw the sound of wind and thunder stirred up by the other party's heavy sword, he immediately understood in his heart that this was that person!

"This person is invincible, let us attack and kill them together!"

Zhu Anshi whispered, and then no longer hesitated, and pressed the black knife in his hand and went directly to the direction of Cui Hong's killing. Since we met here, it was just a matter of high and low. In order to take revenge over the years, he has studied hard and practiced by leaps and bounds...... If you can't even fight Yuan Zhao's personal disciples, how can you talk about revenge?

The person who came with a white horse and a sword aura like a rainbow was Cui Hong. When he watched the chaos on the fire on Changle Plateau from a distance, all kinds of emotions surged into his heart, and at this moment, he seemed to have the appearance of the young man who saw the Hun iron cavalry burning his homeland with his own eyes.

Anger burned in his chest, and blood filled his eyes. After many years of martial arts, the state of mind that has been cultivated after many years of martial arts achievements can no longer suppress a murderous heart!

The brilliance of the Wuque heavy sword pierced the night, and the white horse galloped to the front of the camp in a matter of moments. Cui Hongfei jumped down, standing with a sword, like a mountain, within ten zhang, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Yuan Jiu and everyone inside saw that Cui Hong had finally rushed back. The mind is a little settled. When he was about to come out to help, he saw Cui Hong wave his hand and signal them to step back. Then the long sword waved, and the dozens of Jianghu guests who were killed by him scattered the swords as if they were attracted by an invisible gravitational force, and the wind passed through, with a clanging sound, and the cross was like a forest to seal the gate of the burned camp.

"Let's fight!"

It's just two simple words, but it has already expressed all the emotions in his heart.

Even the person who didn't see him kill clearly just now, when he saw the power of this sword at this time, he couldn't help but feel inexplicable fear in his heart. This man is really powerful.

"This is Yuan Zhao's personal disciple...... Aren't you going to make a move? ”

Zhu Anshi turned around and asked a few people who had not made a move in the dark. I didn't hear an answer, but as the figure moved, a total of five faint shadows suddenly appeared in front of Cui Hong.

For this operation, the Kyushu Hidden Gate did not hesitate to dispatch the hidden top masters, originally wanting to stay to deal with Yuan Zhao. However, since the swordsman in front of him who seems to have some ability is his disciple, then let's kill him first!

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