Seeing that the cold arrows in the bamboo building stopped, Li Yi immediately waved his hand and asked the soldiers to hold their shields and press towards the bamboo building step by step.

As soon as I arrived at the foyer of the bamboo building, more than a dozen soldiers with knives and guns rushed out, but after only a few faces, most of them were already in different places, and the rest fled back to the bamboo building in a hurry.

Li Yi and Dao Hongying rushed in with a large group of personal soldiers and came to the hall of the bamboo building, only to see that in the huge hall, the banquet was already in a mess, and only three or five people were still fleeing in panic.

And on the chairman in the middle, a middle-aged man with a black, thin and stocky face and a beard grabbed the neck of a young man in brocade with one hand, and held a cold and shining horn sharp knife against the young man's neck in the other, staring at everyone with gloomy eyes.

And the two young men standing beside him, one of them was Du Chuanxiu, the third son of Nadu Jiazhuang, although he still held a green steel sword in his hand, but the look of fear and despair had completely defeated him, and the hand holding the sword was sifting chaff.

And what surprised Li Yi was that another young man was dressed in a Taoist uniform, with two short and sharp Ruyi axes in his waist, but he was holding an iron-tired bow in his hand, and three black feather arrows were on the string, but he couldn't trigger it, but it wasn't the young Taoist priest who let go on Songyang Mountain that day, the so-called closed disciple of Uli Lao Zamao?

Seeing the scene in front of him, Li Yi couldn't help but be furious, no need to ask, since he was with Du Chuanxiu, he was also a poisonous arrow that sealed his throat with blood, and the method of archery was so familiar, it was the same as the method of shooting his own arrow on the hillside of Fengming Village that day. And the person who secretly attacked Dao Hongying this morning is no longer thinking about it, it must be this person.

Under the kind persuasion of Zhihe Shang and Ran Yanchao, he had no choice but to let him live, but he still had a thief and used poisoned arrows to plot against us many times.

As the saying goes, 'I don't hurt the tiger, the tiger harms people's hearts'! If this man is mad and will take revenge, if he is not removed as soon as possible, I don't know how many people will suffer at his hands in the future.

When Li Yi was about to speak, the young Taoist priest suddenly launched an offensive, and at the sound of the iron-tire bowstring in his hand, three black feather arrows came ghostly, and the distance between the two was only thirty or forty paces, and they were shot like beads, which was really difficult to guard against.

Before Li Yi could react, two large shields had already stretched out in front of him on the left and right, only to hear a few crisp sounds after the tip of the arrow collided with the shield, and the three feathered arrows all fell on the ground in front of Li Yi.

At the same time, another black feather arrow flew out from our side and pierced the young Taoist's throat in the blink of an eye, needless to say, this was Le Meng's method.

Along with it, there was also a flying knife with a cold light, which was also inserted into his heart impartially, and it could be seen that this must be Ling Feng's masterpiece.

The young Taoist priest was hit twice in a row, and was carried by the powerful feather arrow, and retreated a few steps one after another, before he fell to the ground on his back, and died of exhaustion when he landed, and the iron tire bow in his hand also fell to the ground weakly.

Du Chuanxiu, who was next to him, saw that the Taoist priest was killed instantly, and in a panic, the green steel sword in his hand fell to the ground by mistake, and his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a 'poof'.

Suffering from this change, the middle-aged man with a beard was a little flustered for a moment, took a few steps back with the knife Bai Feng, and shouted hoarsely: "Who... Don't come over anyone, or else... Otherwise, I'll kill him. Hongying, Hongying, I'm your uncle! You led outsiders to wantonly kill the people of our Zhaokua tribe, what kind of heart did you have! ”

Dao Hongying snorted coldly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Hmph! You are the one who is called to be in danger. We have been friends with Tonghai for many years, and we have always lived in harmony and coexisted peacefully over the years. Now, for the sake of your own selfish interests, you have summoned and exaggerated the safety of tens of thousands of people, colluded with the tyrannical and unjustified Great Righteous Ningguo, and tried to go against the sky, and in the end you can only do a great disaster without knowing it. ”

"What kind of uncle? Would an uncle point a knife at his own nephew? Can an uncle assassinate his niece? Now that you are cornered, I advise you not to be obsessed, and quickly release Bai Feng, for the sake of you being my uncle, maybe I can spare you from dying. ”

Dao Luoba laughed when he heard this, and after the poignant laughter, he said hesitantly: "Hehe! My Dao Luopa's kindness to people is 'raising tigers for trouble'! Hum! Did I raise you siblings so hard to bring you to adulthood just so that you could bring outsiders to deal with me? ”

"You're still going to spare me from dying? Hum! You stinky little girl, you dare to talk to me like that. Over the years, I have put all my heart and soul into Zhaokua, is this the end? Hey! Want me to let Bai Feng go? There are no doors. ”

"But, Hongying! After all, you are my own niece, and I am doing this for you. Think about it, I'm a lot old, how many days do I have to live, and haven't I done all this for you? I don't have a son myself, Bai Feng is like my own son, won't everything I do in the future be Bai Feng's? ”

"You have experienced too little, there are some things that must be figured out, Tonghai is just a small feudal town, whether it is morally or in strength, how can you turn out the palm of the Great Righteous Ningguo!"

"We don't have to be afraid of Duan Siping in Tonghai, I still have Dong Jialuo and them in my hands, that is Duan Siping's friend of life and death, so for the safety of Dong Jialuo's life, Duan Siping will throw a mouse bogey, and Tonghai will never dare to do anything to me."

"Huh! As long as the Dayi Ning Guoxiong Division arrives, let's call Kua to help again, and Tonghaiden will be wiped out, where can there be any big climate......"

Before Dao Luoba finished speaking, Dao Hongying sneered and said, "You are wishful thinking. Tonghai is now in full swing, I'm afraid you're a little jealous! Originally, Zhao Kua could still compete with Tonghai, and that was when my father was still there. ”

"Now the call has faded and depressed in your hands, and it will no longer be as strong as it used to be. The current clansmen have been divided into several factions by you, and they are separated from each other and have a grudge. If this continues, the day when we will be torn apart is not far off. ”

"Not only are you so ambitious, but you are also obsessed and complacent, and I think you are blinded by lard. It's better for you to release Bai Feng and Uncle Dong now, otherwise, as soon as the Tonghai army arrives, it will be a disaster to exterminate the clan. ”()

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