Although he is young, in recent years, he has fought in the south and the north, and has rarely lost more than ten battles, even if the three kings of the Moon Worship Sect and the Three Kings of the Holy Fire Sect joined forces, they could not help him, and his mental and martial arts are absolutely unimaginable, how could he not know the severity and attack rashly?

Looking at the chic and free figure of Xingxing, Liu Zhong was stunned, and immediately thought that he was a little worried, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head, the next moment, his speed increased sharply, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of confusion, and the light and green grass chased him forward.

Since agreeing on cooperation with Gaoxing, Liu Zhong has stayed by Xingxing's side and has been secretly protecting Xingxing's safety.

The so-called success is in the sky, and the plan is in the people. Although he had no choice but to do so, he hoped to turn his passivity into initiative, master the rhythm of the war, and seek the final victory. Moreover, he was reluctant to put the battlefield on the land of Northern Qi, which brought too much pain to the people.

Although Liu Zhong is only a white Ding, he can become one of the three great Taishang Zhao elders of the Moon Worship Sect, and his people are not idle in terms of knowledge and resourcefulness, even if he can't fully understand the intention of being happy, he generally understands it.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Zhong is often glad that he made a wise choice at the beginning, and did not introduce the Lunatic Worship Sect into the true demon path because of his own selfish desires, causing countless Li people to live in water and fire.

It didn't take long for Gao Xing and Liu Zhong to take advantage of the night to sneak to the outskirts of the tribe where Ashina Kuhezhen and his party were resting.

Because during the day this tribe was devastated by the cavalry under the joy of the day, at this time the huge tribe seemed a little empty, the air was filled with the smell of blood that had not completely dissipated, mixed with low and mournful sobs, even if the tribe added more torches, but this tribe still inexplicably made people feel a little eerie.

Hiding in a low, dark place, he happily and quietly observed the tribe not far away. When he saw that the two tents in the middle of the tribe were a little larger than the surrounding tents, and the surrounding area was very empty, and it seemed a little lonely, he couldn't help but show a faint smile on his happy face.

According to common sense, Yuwen Qianjin and Ashina Ku Hezhen are the most respected, and their dwellings should be the two largest tents, and the open space around them is conducive to preventing assassin assassinations, and they are heavily guarded, which seems to prove this.

However, I am glad to know that if I really think that Yuwen's daughter is among them, then I must be greeted by a fierce and ferocious strangulation.

This Yang Nut really deserves to be a person with the talent of the emperor, this tribe seems to be quiet and ordinary, but it is full of bright posts and secret posts, killing everywhere, if it is just an ordinary assassin, once he steps into this tribe, it is extremely difficult to complete the task, even if he wants to retreat.

It's a pity that Yang Jian met the joy of being known as the laughing Buddha's magic hand, happy that as a king in the dark night, he has been roasting the world for nearly ten years, and how many people have been unable to sleep, but it is not too difficult for him to find out the few dead ends in the defense arranged by Yang Jian.

The six senses of happiness are already different from ordinary people, especially since cultivating the "Recipe of Eternal Life", his six senses are even more terrifyingly sharp. Although he had not stepped into the tribe, he could faintly feel the subtle differences in the distribution of murderous energy in the tribe, so as to find out where Yuwen's daughter was.

"Little prince, there are dangers in this tribe, how should we get in according to your opinion?" Liu Zhong's eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice and said seriously.

As Happy said, although Liu Zhong is conceited that there are few enemies in the world, he has no confidence in winning in the chaotic army, not to mention that there may be masters in the Heavenly Evil Sect who are not inferior to himself, even Liu Zhong has to be careful.

"Elder Liu, after a while, you will go around to the east of this tribe, and when I sneak into it and attract everyone's attention, you will go to that tent and capture Yuwen's daughter with thunder." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the eastern part of the tribe.

"As long as Yuwen Qianjin is in hand, the enemy will definitely throw a mouse bogey, and I will take the opportunity to escape when the time comes!"

Liu Zhong looked in the direction of happiness, it was a medium-sized tent, and on the surface it was not very strange except that it was relatively new and clean, but when he looked closely, he could see that the guards and guards arranged around the tent were no less than the tent in the center.

"Little prince, the tent in the middle is clearly a trap for the enemy, isn't it dangerous for you to enter so lightly? Moreover, if you don't recover your skills, if you go to lure the enemy from the old decay, you go around and sneak attack, even if you can't achieve what you want, you can get out of the whole body, and then seek something else! ”

He waved his hand happily and said, "Elder Liu, although my strength has not recovered, you also know that my physical strength is increasing day by day these days, and the strength of my arms is almost unmatched, and with the help of a pistol, Yang Jian will definitely not be able to defeat me for a long time!" Both Yang Jian and Ashina Ku Hezhen hate me to the core, and only I can attract all their attention and create opportunities for you to take people into captivity. ”

After a pause, he looked confident with a happy face, and said with a smile: "What's more, the enemies here are no more than 5,000 people, but we have 10,000 iron horsemen, even if it is not impossible to annihilate them all, let alone just rob someone!" ”

Seeing Xingxing's unquestionable look, Liu Zhongsui no longer hesitated, took a deep look at Xingxing, and said "Be careful" and turned into a wisp of breeze, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be in the distance.

Time passed slowly, and Happy was crawling motionless in the grass, his eyes lowered, his breath constricted, his breathing was long and smooth, almost inaudible, as if he had fallen asleep.

The night was getting thicker and darker, and the breeze had become more and more violent, as if sensing the approaching killing intent in the air. The torches used to light the guards in the tribe flickered and flickered, but the whimpering in the air became more and more terrible.

Suddenly, one of the torches closest to Xing Xing was blown out by the wind, and a radius of more than ten meters around it suddenly fell into darkness, and the Turkic warrior who was holding his hand nearby also fell into a brief blindness.

At this moment, Happy suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shot like electricity to the tent in the middle of the tribe, his eyes were dark and deep, but they were strangely glowing with a strange luster, and at the same time, Happy was lying on the ground and suddenly bounced, like an arrow from the string, and rushed towards the tribe.

There was the cover of the wind and the night, coupled with the deliberate restraint of the breath, until the joy sneaked into the tribe, and the Turkic warriors on duty on the periphery did not notice it.

Landing a tumbling on the ground, the happy body gently pressed against the back of a tent, and in front of him he had just landed was a group of mobile sentinels, and the sound of their conversation was clearly audible.

Adjusting his breathing evenly, he did not observe his surroundings with his eyes, but silently counted the time, and used his ears to probe the movements around him. When the count reached thirty, the happy body swept out again, leaping between the tents with dexterity and agility like a tanuki, avoiding the outer garrisons and sneaking towards the center of the tribe at great speed.

After about half an hour, Happy finally appeared in the depths of the tribe, quietly looking at the two tents standing in the clearing, and Happy couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbidity.

This stealth is simple to say, but it is full of thrills, and he may be detected if there is a slight deviation in any action. Even with the ability to be happy, bypassing this strict adherence, the aura can't help but be slightly disturbed.

Adjusting his breath again, he happily untied the Chixiao Sword that was tightly bound to his back and wrapped in linen, and held it in his hand.

Without the barrier of the sackcloth, the Xueliang sword of the Chixiao Sword suddenly exuded a cold murderous aura, which made the happy spirit slightly lifted, and a feeling of water blending came to his heart, feeling the power of the limbs and bones, and the corners of his happy mouth couldn't help but flash a faint smile.

Taking a deep breath and staring at his happy eyes, the whole person swept towards the tent on the right side of the center like lightning. In the night sky, the long sword is like snow, and the black clothes are like ink, and the strong contrast almost makes people ignore the person holding the sword.

"Who?!"

"There are assassins!"

When Xing Xing approached three meters away from the tent, the Turkic warriors and Zhou soldiers who were waiting outside finally noticed his arrival and immediately shouted loudly. The whole tribe suddenly exploded, Chinese nonsense was mixed together, countless people rushed out of the tent, and the scene was particularly chaotic.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Happily shouted, his body did not stagnate in the slightest, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand emitted a crisp dragon roar, and the killing intent on it was even worse, and between the shaking of his happy wrist, it seemed to be a slash towards the several enemies who rushed forward, and the bright light was very dazzling.

"Click!"

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The blade tore through the flesh with the sound of the blade breaking, followed by a terrible scream that was almost continuous, and under the flickering firelight, the stumps and flesh flew in the air, and the red blood flowers scattered in all directions, but the figure of the happy advance was barely affected in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of the tent.

Seeing that he was about to rush into the tent, his galloping body froze strangely in the air, and then jerked back to a steel bridge. Just as Happy Leng leaned back, a long sword pierced through the curtain, carrying Sen Leng's murderous aura across his face, and the fierce wind even cut off a few strands of hair on Happy Head.

"Huh?"

The sneak attacker obviously didn't expect Xing Xing's reaction to be so fast, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned around, stabbing at Xing Xing's throat again like a spirit snake. This transformation is only between lightning and flint, and in the eyes of everyone around, happiness must inevitably escape.

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly remembered a crisp loud noise, and everyone saw a bright fire flash in front of Xingxing, and then they heard a muffled snort, and the speed of the long sword that pierced Xingxing's throat plummeted, and it deviated from the original direction, and there was no longer the slightest threat to Xingxing.