"Young master, don't go-" Zheng Tianqiao's obstruction was too late.

A long sword appeared out of thin air in Zheng Wuji's hand, and he slapped the horse's ass with the sword face, the black horse was in pain, and ran wildly, like a black lightning bolt in the night, rushing towards the big tree in the distance.

"Quick!" Zheng Tianqiao shouted angrily to the large army behind him, "Protect the young master-" The team followed Zheng Tianqiao and rushed forward, chasing Zheng Wujian away.

Zheng Wujian saw that the big tree was approaching, and Zong Wusheng on the crown of the tree sneered, and said loudly: "The Zheng family's children are just like this, if you want to kill me, go back to eat milk for a few years first." Hahahaha. ”

Zong Wusheng didn't intend to clash head-on with Zheng Wuji, and after laughing shamefully, Zheng Wujian jumped like thunder, then fell from the canopy and ran towards Hangu Pass.

The more Zheng Wuxian chased, the more frightened he became, Zong Wusheng's speed seemed to be unhurried, but the BMW under his crotch couldn't catch up, every time he got closer to the distance of five zhang, Zong Wusheng would suddenly speed up and keep the distance at about fifteen zhang again.

What made Zheng Wujian even more angry was that every time he got closer to Zong Wusheng, he would humiliate him, rekindling Zheng Wuji's anger that was about to dissipate.

The distance between the Great Elder and the large army behind him was getting farther and farther, and Zheng Tianqiao thought to himself, he couldn't chase them like this anymore, Zong Wusheng was clearly trying to attract them to Hangu Pass. After making up his mind, Zheng Tianqiao instructed several elders to lead the Zheng family to ride iron, but he jumped up from the horse and went away in the air.

Zheng Tianqiao was extremely fast, and his clothes were hunted by the night wind. He caught up in an instant, crossed the top of Zheng Wuji's head, and chased after Zong Wusheng.

"Just in time!"

Hearing the sound of breaking the sky behind him, Zong Wusheng turned his head and smiled, his expression was very obscene.

Zheng Wujian was indeed carried away by anger, according to his understanding of Zong Wusheng, it should not be difficult to find that although Zong Wusheng was extremely hateful in his heart, this obscene smile was not his doing, and he definitely would not have such a lewd smile.

Zheng Tianqiao had already chased in front of Zong Wusheng, descending from the sky, and came out with both palms. Zong Wusheng was not in a hurry or slow, facing the two palms with the whirring wind, and responded with one palm.

The palms intersected, and there was a loud sound. Zong Wusheng still ran forward with a relaxed face, and he didn't encounter any resistance at all. And Zheng Tianqiao, who came out with both palms, was shocked by the strength of one palm and flew out upside down, flying out more than ten zhang and never landed.

Zong Wusheng didn't give him a chance to land at all, his body was agitated and shot out, leaving a series of phantoms, and before Zheng Tianqiao landed, he shot it out with a palm relay. This palm really slapped on Zheng Tianqiao's chest, with a crisp "click", Zheng Tianqiao's ribs were broken a few times, and the blood mist in his mouth flew out upside down for ten feet, falling heavily on the ground, smashing up a piece of dust.

Zheng Wujian was on horseback, he was angry, and suddenly saw the unbelievable scene in front of him, most of his anger suddenly dissipated, and his reason gradually occupied the high ground, thinking in his heart, Zong Wusheng had cultivated so quickly in such a short period of time? The battle with the Great Elder just now had already shown that his strength was at least five times higher than that of the Great Elder, otherwise he would not be crushed so easily.

With a sudden pull on the reins, the horse stopped abruptly, and the man stood up and neighed at the sky.

Zheng Tianqiao's two palms were hit hard, and he was lying on the ground grinning with painful teeth, as if he had lost his combat effectiveness. All this happened too suddenly, who would have thought that the battle situation would be surprisingly reversed, and a teenager would control the situation of the battle.

Zheng Wuqian was unwilling in his heart, and he didn't dare to chase after him at this time, so he turned his horse's head and was about to flee to the large army.

At this moment, in the Shuangyu Village of Hangu Pass, a cloud-piercing arrow rose into the air, soaring upward, with a "whoosh" sound of breaking the air.

"Oh no, we might be surrounded." The second elder stood at the front of the line, turning his body to look around, but there was silence all around, and nothing was found.

However, Zong Wusheng stopped beside Zheng Tianqiao, who was twenty zhang away, stepped on Zheng Tianqiao, and scolded the streets. The turtle grandson, the turtle king bastard, the eighteenth generation of ancestors, came out of his mouth like a cannon.

Zheng Wuxian looked at Zong Wusheng coldly, and suddenly remembered Zong Wusheng and Chu Ge who blew themselves up and died in front of him, thinking that this Zong Wusheng must also be fake, and it is impossible for the real Zong Wusheng to have such a cultivation, as soon as he thought about it, he said loudly: "Your Excellency is not Zong Wusheng, dare to ask Your Excellency why you want to go against the Zheng family?" ”

Zong Wusheng didn't eat him at all, he still scolded and scolded, and it seemed that he would never have a dry mouth.

Zheng Jiajun was provoked to anger at this time, and a thousand commanders said angrily: "Young master, elders, Zheng Jiajun would rather kill than be humiliated, let's rush over together to destroy that turtle grandson!" ”

"The Zheng family sergeant can be killed but not humiliated-" The Zheng family army echoed in unison, and the momentum shook the sky.

Zheng Wujian had completely calmed down at this time, and had been silent, thinking about how to deal with it. After a long cup of tea, Zheng Wujian interrupted Zheng Jiajun's angry voice in a loud voice, and ordered: "All obey the order and withdraw to the Langzhou Underworld Sect." ”

Although Zheng Jiajun was angry, he did not dare to resist the order. Zheng Wujian was even more annoyed, the Great Elder was trampled under the feet of the incarnate sect and humiliated, but he had nothing he could do. In order to preserve the large army, he could only throw the Great Elder down.

"Not good!" An exclamation broke the silence in the sky, and in the dark night, like thunder, alerted the Zheng family's army.

"Look over there." Someone stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Langzhou, and everyone looked over there, and suddenly gasped when they saw it.

I don't know when, a dense torch appeared behind him, like a continuous vast ocean, as far as the eye can see, and it is rapidly approaching Zheng Jiajun.

Suddenly, the earth-shattering war drums rumbled, and the shouts of countless soldiers rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the momentum was like a million heroes coming to kill them. Compared with the momentum of shaking the sky, the Zheng family's 17,000 iron horsemen were like ants, trembling at the fan-shaped army in front of them, and the fighting spirit suddenly dissipated without a trace.

"Young master, we are surrounded, what do you say?"

Zheng Wujian was already stunned, and the rumbling war drums seemed to be urging the death knell, eating away at his life little by little. Suddenly woke up, Zheng Wujian glanced back at the direction of Hangu Pass, where was there still Zong Wusheng's figure, Zheng Tianqiao curled up, lying on the ground alone like a dead dog.

"Elders, seeing that the enemy's army is at least 100,000 people, it is impossible for us to defeat, only to break through the Hangu Pass, and maybe there is a chance to survive." Zheng Wujian showed his courage in the face of danger at this time, and discussed with the elders.

The elders pondered for a moment, nodded resolutely, and said in unison: "Wealth and danger are sought, and this is the only way." ”

After making up his mind, Zheng Wuqian gave an order, and everyone rushed towards Hangu Pass to take their lives, and the iron cavalry made a chaotic sound. Coming in front of the Great Elder, the Second Elder rode on horseback, bent down, picked up the Great Elder, and ran forward in panic.

Zheng Wuxian looked around while fleeing, he wanted to find Zong Wusheng's figure. However, Zong Wusheng disappeared as if out of thin air, never to be seen again.

Nearly 20,000 iron horsemen stepped on the smoke and dust in the sky and rushed straight to Hangu Pass.

Before escaping to Hangu Pass, Zheng Wujian looked at the steep peaks on both sides, which was dark and lonely, making people shudder. He has no other way, staying and fighting against the 100,000 army is nothing more than a dead end, and he may still have the possibility of surviving if he breaks through Hangu Pass.

In the face of life and death, Zheng Wujian learned to weigh the pros and cons, and resolutely chose the route that had the possibility of survival. Zheng Wuqian gritted his teeth and shouted behind him: "Change the formation, arrange in threes and threes, and pass through Hangu as quickly as possible." ”

With an order, the formation behind Zheng Wujian changed abruptly, forming a row of three, pouring into the Hangu dangerous road like a tide.

The real Zong Wusheng was ambushing with 10,000 black-armored warriors on the peaks on both sides of the Hangu Dangerous Road at this time, and he was quite surprised to see the Zheng family's army sent to the door. He now felt more and more mysterious about Chu Gezhi, and secretly thought about her last sentence - Zheng Jiajun will come to Hangu in two hours, and someone will lead them here for you.

Zong Wusheng looked up at the moon overhead, and at this time it was no different from the time of Chu Ge's fable. But who attracted Zheng Jiajun, Zong Wusheng never saw it even though he watched closely.

Anyway, things are going according to his expectations, and it's a good thing after all. Zong Wusheng put aside these suspicions for the time being, and prepared to ask Chu Ge for clarification when the moon rises in the middle of the sky tomorrow.

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In the direction of Langzhou, the vast group of torches like an ocean was quietly extinguished a lot after Zheng Jiajun entered the Hangu dangerous road, and only about one-tenth of the torches were still swaying in the wind. Moreover, the scattered torches began to coalesce suddenly, quickly forming a phalanx.

These were none other than the 10,000 black-armored warriors led by Ujah. In order to play a better role, when Zong Wusheng was leaving, he quietly gave Wu Jia a way, asking them to find a two-zhang long wooden stick for each of them, and then tie ten torches to the wooden stick with a straw rope, and carry them forward by a black-armored warrior.

In this way, in the dead of night, it is like a dense army marching forward. The original army of 10,000 became an army of 100,000 in this way. It was also this 100,000-strong army that frightened Zheng Wuji's Zheng family iron cavalry, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains and leaning towards Tiger Mountain, and rushed into the dangerous road of Hangu.

10,000 black-armored knights began to march quickly, they must come to Hangu quickly, block the exit of Hangu Pass, even if the Zheng family army returns, they will definitely not be able to get out of Hangu dangerous road.

Zong Wusheng lay quietly in ambush on the top of the mountain, and the ten commanders all stared at him with their eyes, lest they not receive the attack order at the first time. Seeing that the Zheng family's iron cavalry had already come to the middle of the Hangu Dangerous Road, and the 10,000 black-armored warriors in the rear were about to block the exit, Zong Wusheng stood up abruptly, raised the red Daxu flag around him, and swayed from side to side.

On the Daxu flag, the four big characters of Tianxingdao are still conspicuous in the dark night, and as Zong Wusheng sways from side to side, the flag makes a hunting sound. After receiving the order to attack, the cliffs on both sides above the Hangu Dangerous Road sounded with the sound of neat shouts of killing, accompanied by countless stones and rolling logs falling like raindrops.

Zong Wusheng had already instructed that the stone rolling wood beckoned to the rear of the Zheng family's army, and he must not hurt the high-level officials of the Zheng family, especially Zheng Wuji. If Zheng Wujian was inadvertently stoned to death, they would have one less chess piece to play with Tingwei.

Hearing the sound of killing, Zheng Wujian and the elders panicked, and the only remaining luck psychology was gone.

Zheng Wujian hissed and shouted: "Don't look back, don't stay, go full speed-"

However, the rolling stones, the rumbling of the wood, the wailing of the Zheng Jiajun, and the sorrowful roar of the horses resounded in the dangerous road of Hangu, like the hell of Shura, which was outrageous.

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