Kuai Shao raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Dan'er, it seems that the rescue you are looking forward to has arrived!" Haha, it's just the right time, bring him up, and let me take a good look at this 'equal' opponent! ”

The messenger retreated, and after a while, the two of them walked up with a person with a hood on the left and right, and said, "The felony Zhang Wei is here!" ”

A warrior on the left-hand side, with his head bowed, holding the gentleman's sword in both hands, said, "This is the weapon of the thief!" As soon as the words fell, a blue light suddenly flashed, and the gentleman's sword pierced Kuai Shao's chest.

Kuai Shao reacted very quickly, flashed to the right, and although he dodged the fatal blow, his left arm was cut.

The sword-wielding warrior shouted, "Retreat!" I saw another warrior cut the rope of "Zhang Wei" with a short sword, and the two ran towards the caravan with all their might. "Zhang Wei" couldn't distinguish the direction with his head covered, and took off his hood while running, only to feel that his eyes lit up, and then it turned dark, hit the mountain wall, and fell to the ground on his back.

Fortunately, it was not far from the caravan, so he hurriedly got up and ran to the caravan, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Erhei, how did I behave just now?" Gu Erhei said in a low voice: "Xiao Zhuang, you are the most talented actor I have ever seen, except for the scene of hitting the mountain just now, everything is fine!" ”

Zhang Wei succeeded in the sneak attack, and he was overjoyed, taking advantage of the first move, he attacked seven swords in a row, and the sword was close to Kuai Shao's vital point, and the latter hurriedly responded, and the sword shadows flew one after another, blocking while retreating.

The rise of Zhang Wei's beating, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he realized the true meaning of Qiankun's footwork, and the current speed is especially better than in the past, only to see the figure longing, it seems that five or six Zhang Wei's doppelgangers are besieging Kuaishao.

Kuai Shao was not as fast as Zhang Wei, and the two vicious fights consumed the fighting spirit, one eliminated the other, only seven or eight rounds, Kuai Shao's left leg was hit by a sword again, and then the two battles were combined, and the right face was cut by the sword qi.

Zhang Wei played faster and faster, but Kuai Shao's defense was getting slower and slower, full of loopholes, Zhang Wei saw the opportunity to swing a sword qi directly at Kuai Shao's chest. Kuai Shao hurriedly sealed the sword to block, only to feel a huge force smashed on the sword, and the whole person immediately rose into the air, the thin sword took off his hand, smashed straight on the mountain wall, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and sat on the ground in a dejected manner.

Zhao Yudan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Weisheng, but when he saw the remaining more than a thousand martial artists, his heart couldn't help but hang again.

Zhang Wei stood in the middle of the field, looking proudly at the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers, with a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and walked towards the caravan and said, "Qin'er, Xiao Ming, Miss Dan'er, are you all right?" Why don't you see Steward Zhao? ”

Xiao Ming rushed out of the caravan and threw himself into Zhang Wei's arms and cried. Zhang Wei touched Xiao Ming's head and said with a smile: "What is the silly child crying about?" I'm here, can you still let the wicked hurt you? ”

Xiao Ming cried even harder, grabbed Zhang Wei's clothes with both hands and said, "Master, you're late, woo woo, Steward Zhao and Sister Qin'er were killed by that bad guy!" ”

"What!?" Zhang Wei only felt that his brain was blank, and Xiao Ming's words kept echoing in his ears: "Steward Zhao and Sister Qin'er were killed!" They're all dead! He's dead! He pushed Xiao Ming away blankly, and when he turned around, his face was already full of killing intent, and he walked step by step towards this thousand-strong army of warriors.

A strong murderous aura spread throughout the valley, and although the thousands of people on the opposite side were only facing Zhang Wei alone, they felt that there seemed to be thousands of elites on the opposite side, waiting for them, and they seemed to be left alone.

The warriors in the front row were overwhelmed by this power and retreated, and the people in the middle didn't know what was happening in front, but seeing that the front team was slowly retreating, they also slowly retreated under the influence of the hearts of the people, but the speed of retreat was obviously slower than that of the front team. The rear team had no idea what was going on and remained in their position.

In this way, the squadron was unlucky, the front kept retreating, but the back did not move, they were caught in the middle and could not move, and after a while, the retreating people of the front team stepped on the feet of the squadron, and then realized that there was no way to retreat, and the people in front still retreated like a tide, and the squadron was in chaos for a while, screaming and scolding.

Suddenly, someone roared angrily: "There is a person on the other side, let's rush up and hack him to death!" Everyone was shocked, shouting and rushing towards Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei's eyes looked indifferently ahead, not knowing whether he was staring at the thousand-man team that was roaring and rushing, or the end of the valley, or farther away, the gentleman's sword dragged on the ground, drawing a long mark.

Seeing that he was just moving forward, and there was no posture of attack or defense, everyone pretended to be bold, raised their blades and smashed them at Zhang Wei, just when the blades were about to touch him, the whole person suddenly disappeared, and then everyone only felt that they flew up in the clouds, and when they fell, they saw their other half of the body!

Zhang Wei's whole person was wrapped in bright blue fighting qi, the blade of the sword became sharper because of the fighting qi, and the fighting qi emitted by each swing of his hand was like a sword that extended the distance, and it was broken everywhere he went.

The terrain of the valley is already narrow, which is not conducive to the deployment of large troops, I saw Zhang Wei rushing into the crowd, like a tiger rushing into the sheepfold, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere he went, and the gushing blood and smoke and dust were mixed together, forming a blood-colored haze, shrouded in the valley.

The shouts, screams, and ** voices are woven into a song of death.

The back row heard the voice and saw the haze, although I didn't know what was going on, but who dared to rush on. The two hundred people of the front team were cleaned up in an instant, and the squadron also suffered heavy losses, and the remaining warriors still had the fighting spirit, and they retreated one after another.

There were cowardly people in the rear team, and when they saw this momentum, they ran away, and when they saw someone running away, panic quickly spread throughout the rear team, and they didn't even know what was happening in front of them, they just ran for their lives, and let them know what was going on better than the squadron. With only one meal, a huge warrior army fled like this, and scattered cleanly.

Zhang Wei turned around indifferently and walked towards Kuai Shao step by step.

Kuai Shao was slowly pranayama, and there were some porcelain pieces on the ground, scattered all over the ground. At the same time as Zhang Wei's gentleman's sword slashed, he opened his eyes, which were a pair of red eyes, and the entire eyeball was covered with bloodshots, looking eerie and terrifying. A fighting aura that was several times stronger than before spread, and it actually suppressed Zhang Wei's killing intent.

The Junzi Sword slashed straight down, right in Kuai Shao's neck, he who should have been divided into two, actually stood up with the Junzi Sword on his shoulder, and his fighting spirit was partially materialized, and he caught Zhang Wei's blow hard, and he didn't even scratch his skin a little.

Kuai Shao said sharply: "You always spoil my good deeds, and today you are out of the limelight again, you should be very proud!" But unfortunately, your good fortune has come to an end, and today next year will be your death day! He struck out a palm out of thin air with his right hand, and the fighting spirit seemed to be alive, condensed into the shape of a water column and rushed to Zhang Wei's body, and Zhang Wei was slapped out of battle with just one move.

Zhang Wei only felt that the air in his lungs was squeezed out by the palm just now, and his face was red from suffocation, and after a while, the strength dissipated, and Zhang Wei breathed the air as if he had come to life.

Kuai Shaowei smiled and said, "Is that all you have the ability to do?" It's a pity that Ben Shao doesn't have time to play with you, die! Saying that, all the fighting energy of his body was condensed on the thin sword, and he said in a strange way: "Liu Jian Feifu!" ”

Then countless sword qi carried this wind-breaking sound and shot menacingly towards Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei looked indifferently at the sword qi flying in the sky, as if he had forgotten to dodge, until the first sword qi flew past the tips of his hair, splitting a crack in the rock wall behind him, and he began to move.

He moved very fast, and I saw him go forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left, sometimes right, and sometimes jump back to the same place. This series of seemingly chaotic footwork seemed to be full of infinite mystery, and the sword qi flew through the sky, Zhang Wei took the last step, stood back in place, and looked at Kuai Shao indifferently, as if nothing had happened.

Kuai Shao roared angrily and rushed over, and the thin sword hid and stabbed at Zhang Wei silently, the latter instinctively swung his sword to block, the two swords intersected, and Zhang Wei was shocked and took several steps back.

Kuai Shao was another sword, and Zhang Wei was repelled a few steps, and then fired three swords in a row, and when it came to the fourth sword, a smile appeared at the corner of Kuai Shao's mouth, and he shouted strangely: "Liu Jian Fei!" ”

Countless sword qi spread out at a distance of only a few steps, even if the speed was as fast as lightning, it was impossible to react at such a short distance, but Zhang Wei moved, he quickly moved and dodged, and when he retreated, he stepped on the rock wall with one foot - there was no way to retreat.

In this way, the dense sword qi rained down, and the cracking sound resounded through the valley, and the stone chips on the rock wall were unbearable and shaking, and they fell off one after another, burying everything under the rock wall tightly.

Kuai Shao was still not satisfied, luck smashed the gravel madly, laughing strangely while smashing, and the Buddha had become a bloodthirsty madman, which lasted for a stick of incense before he stopped panting, and laughed like a victory, and the laughter was squeezed out of his throat, which made people feel creepy.

Everyone in the caravan looked at the stone pile full of sword marks with concern, hoping for a miracle, but the stone pile remained motionless, as if there was no sign of life in it.

Kuai Shao turned his head, the green tendons on his face were tensed, the blood vessels expanded, and he shouted: "This is the end of going against Ben Shao, you all have to die!" ”

Suddenly, a small stone on top of the pile rolled down, and in the silent valley, there was a clear sound. Immediately afterwards, stone chips splashed, and a loud shout came from it: "Give me back Qin'er!" This was the first sentence that Zhang Wei shouted out hoarsely after knowing Qin'er's news, and his voice was full of anger, helplessness, longing and hatred.

Dozens of red entity fighting qi flew out like needle, drawing an arc like long eyes and stabbing at Kuai Shao. The latter jumped hard, several feet off the ground, and said contemptuously: "Your trick is too simple! Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became ugly, because he saw the condensed blood-colored fighting qi in Zhang Wei's hand.

Zhang Wei said coldly: "You have been tricked, I won't fight crookedly again this time, Dou Qibo!" The blood-red fighting spirit disappeared, and then ghostly appeared on Kuai Shao's chest, and the red blood qi spread, and a huge watermelon exploded in the sky.

Zhang Wei's final blow exerted all the strength of his body, he half-knelt on the ground, and his fighting spirit degenerated from blood to blue, and the blue became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared. Blood flowed down Zhang Wei's wounds - all over the body, Zhang Wei's limbs trembled violently due to the loss of strength, his arms were clubbed on the ground to prevent his body from falling, and he used all the remaining strength to breathe heavily.

"It's my turn!" A hoarse voice sounded, and Kuai Shao staggered to his feet, except for a large number of blood marks on his arms, the golden ** on his body was undamaged. He walked up to Zhang Wei, raised his thin sword, smiled, and said with a mouth full of blood: "In the end... Or did I win! ”