In the valley, the continuous explosions had gradually stopped, but the fire was getting more and more intense, and the flames engulfed everything in the camp, and the black smoke was billowing like a dragon, and even the stars in the sky were about to be obscured.

In the panic, Yi Zuo rushed left and right, shuttling back and forth in the camp like an embarrassed old dog, and finally found a safe place to rush out, and then looked back at the fire in the camp, the face in the mask was completely white, and his body trembled up and down.

The more than 100 samurai who had just followed him had already died in the explosion, and even the two sons of Zhiweiben, one of whom was buried in the flames, and the other was blown up by the explosion and had no chance of surviving.

Yi Zuo asked himself if he had martial arts, but for the first time in the explosion, he felt his insignificance, and even he himself managed to escape with a life.

What kind of weapon is Cui Wenqing's guy? How powerful is it?

Before Yi Zuo could calm down from his panic, he suddenly heard shouts of killing on both sides of the foothills, but it was the guard knights led by Cui Wenqing who rushed down, and the leader was wearing a hood, wearing a red robe, and holding a sharp Mo knife, it was Ning Zhen, the deputy head of the six gates.

Seeing that the other party was menacing, like a tiger in the mountains descending into a flock of sheep, Yi Zuo had already been frightened, and he didn't have the slightest heart of resistance, so he turned around and fled.

Ning Zhen's eyes had already locked on Yi Zuo's envoy, and when she saw him turn around and flee without any love, she couldn't help but raise her arms and order: "All the soldiers listen to the order, don't care about other people, and capture the leader of the Ming Sect for this official." ”

"No!" The guard knight responded proudly, and the two teams were like two sharp swords suddenly unsheathed, chasing after Yi Zuo with endless killing intent, and soon stopped him in the valley.

Yi Zuo had no way to escape, and stepped forward with a terrible roar, as fast as a ghost.

His two big sleeves flew like waves, and the astonishing energy flowed around, and the knight in front of him was invincible with one move, and immediately screamed and fell.

Ning Zhen's eyes froze, and she snorted coldly, "Let me come!" He had already lifted his long sword and jumped high and stabbed it towards the top of Yi Zuo's head.

After all, Yi Zuo was a well-known master, and when he heard the wind above his head, he knew that someone was attacking, and he shouted a few strange steps under his feet, and he actually dodged Ning Zhen's sword with incredible steps.

Ning Zhen missed a blow and bounced up and attacked again, and the sword blade flew like a swimming dragon and drifted in the sky, stabbing directly at Yi Zuo's face.

Yi Zuo didn't care about it, and his body suddenly flicked backwards and flew back, actually trying to avoid Ning Zhen's attacking sword.

Ning Zhen snorted coldly, and the long sword continued to attack with the retreating figure of Yi Zuo's envoy, the speed was as fast as lightning and like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and in a blink of an eye, it stabbed to a place that was no more than a size away from Yi Zuo's chest.

Yi Zuo was shocked, knowing that he couldn't avoid it, he stretched out his right hand in a panic, and the middle finger of his index finger poked out like a sharp plier, accurately clamping the tip of the sword in his finger and bending it hard, so that Ning Zhen's long sword could not advance in the slightest.

Ning Zhen felt a soreness in her wrists, and was a little surprised that Yi Zuo was so tall and super martial arts, but it was no accident that she led the six doors as a woman, and she had strong martial arts and extraordinary on-the-spot adaptability, and it was only a moment, and she quickly thought of a way to crack it.

I only heard her "drink" coquettishly, and suddenly the divine light in her eyes was sheng, and the wrist holding the long sword shook hard, and the body of the long sword suddenly emitted a "buzzing" tremor and swayed rapidly, and all the sword power was instantly concentrated on the tip of the sword that was caught by Yi Zuo's fingers.

Yi Zuo only felt a cone-like stinging pain in his fingers, so he could only let go of the tip of his sword and retreated, dodging Ning Zhen's fierce killing moves, and then when he looked at his fingers, they were already bloody, obviously injured by Ning Zhen.

Yi Zuo was cold, and then he looked seriously at the young and beautiful woman in front of him who was wearing men's clothes, although she was an opponent, she still couldn't help but praise: "Six doors Ning Zhen, really worthy of the name!" ”

Ning Zhen stood with his sword in his hand and sneered: "I heard that there are many people with strong martial arts in the Ming Sect, could it be that Your Excellency, as the left envoy of the Ming Sect, is so unbeaten?" Again! The words fell, and with a sudden shake of his wrist, he drove the long sword in his hand into several sword flowers, stabbing at Yi Zuo's throat.

Yi Zuo didn't dare to hold it up, and shouted angrily, so he had to deal with it calmly.

The two fought fiercely, and they couldn't tell the winner for a moment.

Elsewhere, a dozen or so surviving black-clothed warriors escaped from the flames and fought with the guard knights led by Ning Zhen, fighting inextricably.

At this moment, Zhi Weiben led a few people to kill from the direction of the valley mouth, and when he saw the situation inside and outside the camp, and there were only a few dozen people left, a cold feeling spread from the bottom of his heart, and instantly spread all over his body.

Yi Zuo's envoy was defeated and retreated under Ning Zhen's fierce offensive, and when he saw the arrival of Zhi Weiben, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry about Zhe Changshi, they don't have many people, we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory, come and help quickly." ”

Zhi Weiben nodded, and immediately led his men to fight, and asked while fighting: "Zuo Envoy, where are my two dogs?" ”

Yi Zuo knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to tell him the truth: "Don't hide it from Changshi, the two sons have died in the explosion just now, and they can't save each other, it's a pity, and please mourn Changshi!" ”

"What?" Zhi Weiben lost his voice, and in an instant, the blood all over his body coagulated, and he was stunned in place and fell into a stupor.

The knight of the guard, who was fighting him, was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly attacked, preparing to kill him with a sword.

Seeing this, the black-clothed dead man who followed behind Zhi Wei himself was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over regardless of his life, blocking this originally mortal sword for Zhi Weiben.

Blood splattered, screaming repeatedly, but he didn't realize it, he stood there like a stone carved wooden figurine, his mind was already filled with sudden news.

He's dead!

Both of his sons are dead!

He has broken only his original vein, which has been completely broken today, and it is completely broken and clean.

Since then, he has been left alone.

There was no place for him in the entire Great Qi, so he could only take refuge in the enemy in exchange for a life.

All of this was caused by Zhe Zhao and Cui Wenqing.

It was they who caused him to lose his place in history, to lose all his dignity and to join the enemy, and tonight he lost his two sons.

Such a deep hatred and hatred, pouring the water of the rivers is difficult to wash away, and it must be repaid with blood! Use the heads of Showa and Cui Wenqing to pay tribute to the spirits of Jichang and Jixuan

Yes, kill them, you have to kill them!

Zhen Wei's blood poured into his pupils, a wisp of blood spurted out between his lips, and he roared like a lion: "Cui Wenqing, the old man is going to take your dog's life today!" After that, he lifted the long sword and killed Cui Wenqing, who was watching the battle halfway up the mountain.