"I'm happy, I can't imagine that you are also a rat who dares to be a rat, it's really disappointing!" Ashina Cave Hezhen looked at him coldly, and said mockingly.

"Ashina Cave and Zhen, I'm happy to be here today, see how you get the answer from me!" Happy sneered: "I advise you, you are my defeated general, don't be reckless today, otherwise it is a small matter to lose your life, and it is a big deal to lose your face as a Turkic barbarian!" Tell Yang Jian to come out too, otherwise you won't have the slightest chance! ”

How happy didn't he know that Ashina Cave really wanted to provoke himself and buy time for himself, but this was just happy in the middle, why didn't he want to create an opportunity for Liu Zhong's shot? is so high-profile, frivolous in his words, and arrogant in his posture, precisely to stimulate Ashina Cave Hezhen and Yang Jian, so as to attract their attention.

"Rejoice, deceive too much! If I don't chop you into meat today, I won't be a human being! Ashina Guhe was so angry that he was like thunder, his face was gloomy and hideous, and he roared bitterly.

Xing Xing just smiled faintly, glanced sideways at somewhere behind him, and said loudly: "Yang Jian Yang Guogong, since you are here, why don't you show up?" Isn't it that Jinyang was defeated, you have become a turtle with a shrunken head, and you dare not meet your old people? ”

Being so ignored by Joy, Ashina Cave Hezhen almost exploded his lungs, his fists clenched, his scarlet eyes widened, and he almost wanted to breathe fire. His face was red and blue, blue and purple, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura around him continued to fluctuate, just like his violently undulating chest. He wanted to rush forward and slash Happy Ling Chi, but the only remaining reason clearly told him that he was not Happy Happy's opponent, and rushing forward was tantamount to sending him to death in vain.

Ashina Cave Hezhen was really happy to see it, but he turned a blind eye to it, and said to himself: "The three masters of the Heavenly Evil Sect, you all come out, even if you don't care about the death of your brother, this son wants to solve it earlier, you go back to sleep!" ”

"It's really born a calf and is not afraid of tigers! Young man, I just hope that the kung fu in your hands is as good as the kung fu in your mouth! A slightly old and thick voice sounded, happily following the voice, and when he saw the person who spoke, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Everyone in the world says that the people in the Heavenly Evil Sect are born strong and strong, especially the higher the martial arts, the more solid the body, and the greater the strength, but this old man who slowly walked out subverted this cognition. The old man was dressed in gray, his hair was covered with silver threads, his dark face was full of ravines left by the years, his body was very thin and thin, his back was a little stiff, and his steps were a little staggering, if it weren't for the fact that his voice was full of energy, and his eyes were clear, no one would deny that this was a dying fellow.

When the old man appeared, Yang Jian, who was dressed in a drape, also walked out of the crowd accompanied by two tall old men. In the night, Yang Jian's face was cold, and his starry eyes were staring at happiness, surging with murderous intent.

"Happy, you're still as arrogant as before, don't you think this is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"Yang Jian, where does the confidence of the defeated generals under your command come from?" looked at Yang Jian happily and mockingly: "Last time, you sacrificed your daughter to escape, but today you don't know who you plan to sacrifice?" Is it a few people from the Heavenly Evil Sect, or is it a stupid person like Ashina Cave Hezhen? As he spoke, he happily glanced at Ashina Cave Hezhen with a gloomy face, which made the latter feel startled for no reason, and couldn't help but look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was so embarrassed and angry by the happy words that he was about to speak, but the thin old man was the first to speak: "What a sharp-toothed boy, he can defeat Xiang San, but it is not in vain for the old man to go through this!" ”

"Old man, if you don't care for the elderly at home at such an old age, wouldn't it be hard to come out to fight and kill?" Happy eyes stared, and secretly said in my heart that it was a pity. He originally planned to provoke the relationship between Yang Jian and Ashina Cave, but unexpectedly, he was ruined by this old man.

Tightening the Chixiao Sword in his hand, he stared at the withered old man with happy eyes, although he had a senseless smile on his face, he was extremely vigilant in his heart. Although he didn't feel the suffocating sense of oppression from the old man, every time the old man's eyes looked at him, he felt like a thorn in his back, and a faint palpitation surged in his heart.

"Hehe, boy, the old man has not killed people for a long time, seeing that you are also a rare handsome man in the world, if you obediently tie up your hands and return to the Heavenly Evil Sect with the old man, you may be able to escape today, and the old man's old bones can live a few more days!" The old man stood ten meters in front of Xingxing, his wide sleeves hanging down at will, with a faint smile on his face.

"Old man, I have no grudge or enmity with your Heavenly Evil Sect, so why fight for your life? The Heavenly Evil Sect was originally a sect in the Central Plains, I see that you are also a Han Chinese, why do you want to help the abuse now, how much benefit did Yang Jian give you, and you actually helped the Turks to slaughter their own compatriots? Happy please frowned, his face seemed to be disappointed and confused, his tone was very gentle, not the slightest murderous, if the uninformed people thought it was a pair of old friends talking.

"Aiding and abetting?" The old man laughed and said, "Boy, the old man can't afford this crime. The old man asked you again, do you really want to do it with the old man? ”

"It's not that I can't get along with you, if you want to help Yang Jian, I'm afraid I'm going to have a fight today!" Shaking his head happily, his eyes suddenly became indifferent, and he looked at the old man fearlessly, full of fighting spirit.

"Hey, it's a pity!" The old man shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret, but before the words fell, his thin body suddenly burst out, and he rushed to happiness like lightning, almost in the blink of an eye, and a pair of thin claws went straight to the door and throat of the happy, and the fierce wind made the happy face sting.

"Hey!"

The old man's attack was without warning, and it was extremely swift, and he was very frightened in his heart, but fortunately he had been on guard for a long time, but he was not caught off guard, and he was in a hurry. With a light snort in his mouth, all the murderous energy in his body gathered on the Chixiao Sword, and slashed forward with force.

Facing the incomparably sharp Chixiao Sword, the old man didn't have to dodge, and the claws that looked dry and thin actually went straight towards the Chixiao Sword.

"Dang!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand was raised high, almost flying out of his hand, and his body staggered back seven or eight steps away, his face first rose a touch of blood red, and with a mouthful of reverse blood spurting out, his face became extremely pale again. On the other hand, the old man only took three steps back to stabilize his figure, obviously he did not suffer in the collision.

"What a lot of strength, eat me again!" The old man laughed wildly, his stiff body suddenly straightened, and in the sound of "click, click, click", his thin body was also strangely stronger, supporting the wide clothes, and there was a fierce and wild aura lingering on his body, like a terrifying beast. When the words fell, the old man thought about it again and rushed to him, and a pair of palms with the size of a fan slapped towards happiness.

"Eat me with a sword!"

Happy and fearless, he roared angrily, did not retreat, but advanced, holding the sword in both hands and using all the strength of his body to slash towards the old man. The so-called one force will drop ten times, for the peerless master of the Heavenly Evil Sect like the old man, the trick of the move cannot take advantage of the slightest, only to fight hard and win with strength. Happiness is already a haughty character, how can he be afraid of this battle? What's more, now that his cultivation is in a bottleneck, the battle of life and death is quite beneficial to the understanding of martial arts, how can he let it go if he is happy?

Just when he was happy that the thin old man was going to war, Liu Zhong, who got the signal, also sneaked into the tribe at a very fast speed, because everyone was attracted by the joy, so he did not attract the attention of others until he approached Yuwen Qianjin's tent.

According to Yang Jian's caution, he could probably guess that the reason why Xingxing was so blatantly provocative was probably because of his voice, but he also had to concentrate on dealing with Xingxing. Not to mention that Yang Jian had been defeated in the hands of Gao Xing several times, and the latter even defeated Yu Wenyong's army of 300,000, how could such a person despise him. Moreover, compared to happiness, Yuwen's daughter is nothing.

"Princess, it's windy outside, so you better go in!" The delicate maid Xiaoqing frowned, draped a luxurious coat on Yuwen Qianjin's shoulders, looked at her worriedly and whispered: "There is chaos here, the princess is safest only in the tent!" ”

Yuwen Qianjin didn't move, her eyes were a little confused and looked at the black figure in the crowd hundreds of meters away, although she couldn't see him clearly at all, but her heart was beating fast because of his arrival, whether it was nervous, excited, happy, or worried. She knew the chaos outside, too, but when she heard the sound that seemed strange and familiar, her feet moved as if they had taken root.

"Princess, you better go back!" Xiaoqing persuaded again. For her, a weak woman, the fight and killing really frightened her.

"Xiaoqing, do you think he will be in danger? Will he really take me away? Yuwen Qianjin seemed to be asking Xiaoqing, and she seemed to be talking to herself.

Xiao Qing frowned and hesitated: "Princess, although Gao Gongzi has good martial arts, he is only one person, but there are three thousand warriors here!" ”

Yuwen Qianjin's face changed suddenly, as if to comfort herself, and she said in a hurried tone: "No, he is the invincible joy of the Qi Kingdom, and he still has the iron horse that is as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder!" ”

Xiaoqing glanced at Yuwen Qianjin in a daze, and said in a low voice: "Princess, Gao Gongzi is the enemy of our Great Zhou, don't all the Zhou people want him to die?" ”

Yuwen Qianjin's delicate body trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't say anything. At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded in Yuwen Qianjin's ears, which startled her and Xiaoqing, and they almost lost their voices and exclaimed.

"Princess, if you want to be happy and safe, leave with me!"