"Master Hou thinks that now is not a good time for a decisive battle?" In the face of Zhuge Shenhou's calmness and doubts, Pompey did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Yes, not only is it bad, it's terrible!" Zhuge Shenhou said in a deep voice.

Pompey sneered, "Oops? It's because of internal and external troubles, and troubles... Or is it because Hou Ye is secretly burdened with heavy blows, afraid of the thousand-year-old Tao, and is now mourning? ”

Zhuge Shenhou's face was white and blue, extremely ugly, even the iron hand in the dark prison could detect the abnormality, naturally it was even more difficult to hide from Pompey's eyes, if he wanted to defeat him who was unfathomable in cultivation, this moment was indeed a rare opportunity.

However, Zhuge Shenhou's expression remained unchanged, and he sighed bitterly, "You misunderstood, the old man is not focusing on himself, but on you!" ”

Zhuge Shenhou turned around and continued to speak, "Even if your martial arts are far better than back then, in all fairness, I'm afraid that you still don't have the strength to defeat the old man, and a little injury is not enough to make up for the gap between them, if you insist on avenging your father at this moment, it is extremely unwise." ”

"I don't need you to worry about my affairs, Pompeii only knows that his father is not the same as the sky, if he does not repay the son! I've been suffering from this breath for seventeen years, and I really can't bear it anymore, so..."Pompeii turned around with his knife, pointed directly at Zhuge Shenhou, and shouted, "No matter what, I'm going to break off with you today!" ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Shenhou was a little silent, pondered for a moment, and then spoke, "Old man remembers, you said that you would make up for your mistakes, and you would not settle accounts with me until you consciously paid off all your guilt, do you think you have done it?" ”

"I didn't do it, but thanks to one more order from you, I finally achieved my goal, so that Pompey felt that he owed no one more!" Pompey replied without thinking, sonorously and forcefully.

"What order?" Zhuge Shenhou was puzzled.

Pompey said, "Eighteen strange soldiers, help the four famous people to capture Shu and Tang!" In that battle, I lost seventeen brothers, seventeen good brothers who were like brothers and sisters, and who were born and died with me! ”

The world is unpredictable, the fate of NPCs is difficult to change because of the player's intervention, the battle of the Tang Dynasty, because of Wang Hao's intervention, so that half of the Tang army was saved, but on the way back, the departure of the Central Plains heroes, but also gave the elite masters of the Tang Sect a chance.

And half of the eighteen strange soldiers died under the poison of the Tang Gate in Shuzhong, and the rest were intercepted and killed on the way back, only Pompeii alone, under the cover of his brothers, fought his way out of the siege and returned to the Shenhou Mansion by luck, which gave Zhuge Shenhou time to go out in person and save the tired ruthless and others.

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Shenhou's heart was like a lightning strike, Rao is concentration to change everywhere, and it was difficult to let go for a while, although this world is a knife licking blood, life and death are impermanent, but the eighteenth road soldier is indeed because of his order, will have such a miserable end.

Whew......

Pompeii's unique internal strength evil god poison was urged, and the purple-black energy emanated from his body, and the ghost appeared in the breath, which was breathtaking, "According to your meaning, the list of strange soldiers is personally selected by me, in other words, I also single-handedly pushed them into the ghost gate, causing them to lose their lives and die in a foreign land!" ”

"As the head of the strange soldiers, I can't even bring back half of their bones, eighteen people go, return alone, this guilt is bound to haunt me for the rest of my life, beloved Zhuge Shenhou, do you think this kind of torture is enough to offset my childhood sins?" Pompey asked, his tone full of meaning, guilt, self-blame, pain, remorse, firmness......

"Enough... More than enough! Zhuge Shenhou's expression was also full of guilt, his eyes were gloomy, and he replied in a low and powerful voice.

"Thank you for taking it!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the Pompeii offensive that was ready to attack had already been launched, slashing the sword technique, saluting first and then soldiering, the sword was crossed and superimposed left and right, and the edge was exposed, and it was shrouded and pressed towards Zhuge Shenhou.

Sharp and vigorous, the killing knife move is approaching, Zhuge Shenhou's face does not change, the gloomy color in his eyes has not retreated, the three-color energy emerges, swirling between his arms, Zhuge Shenhou brushes his sleeves out, the gesture flips, forming a whirlpool of energy in front of him, blocking all the attacking knives.

Zhuge Shenhou is as heavy as a mountain, since he had three chapters with Pompey back then, of course he will not escape when the matter comes, and he has no choice but to take a circle of Zen palms to officially draw an end to this grudge that has been buried for more than ten years!

"Bow first and then soldier, is a metaphor for the old man who has not forgotten his cultivation over the years, so before breaking off the enmity, he used a knife to replace his mouth and express his gratitude?" Zhuge Shenhou sighed in his heart.

Drink!

One move failed, Pompeii was completely dejected, and under the loud shouting, a more fierce move was saved, and the sword and mangs practiced to break through the air attack, like a horizontal chasm!

Whoosh ......

The things around him suddenly became a dead soul under the knife, flying sand and stones, so it was not tragic, with the cultivation of Zhuge Shenhou, it was natural to avoid being hit, but what I thought in my heart was bitter and helpless.

"The prison is broken with a horizontal knife, and the gap is difficult to fill! This knife is to tell the old man to break off his righteousness from now on, and the two do not owe each other! ”

No matter what the final result of this battle is, it can't change the taste of this full stop, it is extremely bitter!

"Then the third move must be ......" From the first two moves, he saw the meaning of Pompeii, and Zhuge Shenhou, who personally taught the sword technique, had already guessed the third move.

Slay them all!

Zhuge Shenhou expected that Pompeii's knife momentum was not only like a wave catching a tide, but also a knife fierce, and this third move that followed was the essence of Pompeii's lifelong knife technique.

"The knife is absolutely powerful, the knife intent is even more unique, there is no way to escape, compared to Su Mengzhen's red-sleeved knife, it is really not much better, it seems that the battle of the Tang Dynasty has finally honed his true edge!" Zhuge Shenhou, who was deeply involved in it, had the most say in this move.

Call!

Pompey's offensive became more and more fierce and fierce, even if it was as strong as Zhuge Shenhou, if he continued to tolerate it, it was equivalent to waiting to be killed, no matter how unwilling he was, Zhuge Shenhou finally had to fight back.

In the middle of the breath, a palm seemed to be weak and weak, facing the vertical and horizontal knife that swept over, first there was a crash, the first layer of the knife was shattered, and then several sounds, Pompeii's knife momentum was broken by the palm force.

Disheveled!

Zhuge Shenhou's devastating palm hit Pompeii's last sword, and the majestic internal strength urged Pompeii to retreat with a knife.

"Knife skills have indeed made great progress, no wonder they are full of confidence." With a palm, Zhuge Shenhou showed the demeanor of the grandmaster with his gestures.

Rustling......

The wind and sand were everywhere, Pompey was retreating, unloading his palm strength on the ground, and at the same time, the sword was returned to the sheath, and after stabilizing his body, he said unwillingly, "So what, compared to you, it is always very different, if Pompey wants to avenge his father, it seems that he will have to practice hard for another twenty years... Huh! ”

"The resignation has been placed on the Hou Ye case, and there will be a period later!" Pompey acted decisively, without the slightest drag, and turned to leave.

"Wait... What does that mean? Zhuge Shenhou was puzzled, and asked out loud.

Pompey didn't stop leaving, and replied, "It means that Pompey knows that his skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to bow to the wind, perhaps, in another ten years, twenty years, when the Hou Ye is dying of old age and his strength is broken, I will come to you again to settle accounts, be careful!" ”

The two sides did not shed half a drop of blood, the helpless battle, came suddenly, went even more suddenly, looking at Pompey's back, the doubtful Zhuge Shenhou, suddenly felt deeply uneasy, but failed to find out the source of the unease!

Zhuge Shenhou couldn't find the source of his uneasiness for a while, but Wang Hao knew it from beginning to end, which was also the reason why Wang Hao volunteered to come back first to report the news.

The sun is sinking in the west, and the remnant sun outside the capital is like a fire cloud covering the top, but it is dim, and this day seems to be extraordinarily lonely and desolate.

At the gate of the city, there was an endless stream of pedestrians hurrying in and out, there were NPCs, players, warriors, and ordinary people, and among them, there were two people who made Wang Hao, who had been waiting for a long time, pay more attention.

Pompeii riding out of the city on horseback, and Don Bua disguised as an ordinary person entering the city.

In this endless tide of people in a hurry, these two lonely figures with the same heavy mood passed by under the arrangement of the underworld, however, they did not know each other, and each of them marched towards the road of no return with no direction!

One of the three protectors of the Tang Dynasty, Tang Bu'a, whose strength is not under Wang Hao, actually disguised himself to blend into the capital at this time, instead of coming openly, Wang Hao thought about it a little, and then thought of Pompey's motives, which was to guess the key.

This is also why the mood of the two is so similar, because what they want to do is so similar, Pompey heard the news that Tang Fifteen may have been seriously injured from Ye Yizhi, and wants to take advantage of this to assassinate Tang Fifteen, eliminate harm for the people, and avenge the seventeen brothers.

As long as Zhuge Shenhou dies, the four famous arrests will greatly weaken the deterrent power for the Tang Sect, not to mention that without the Zhuge Divine Marquis, Cai Jing, the big backer of the Tang Gate, will be more powerful in the capital.

"Father, the child has done his best, and finally fulfilled his promise to avenge you, and fulfilled the responsibility of a son, if you know it, you should be able to look at it......" Pompeii left the capital with a heavy heart.

"Life is a person of the Tang Gate, death is the ghost of the Tang Gate, mother, the child will not forget your teachings, will never betray your beliefs, loyal to the Tang Gate, loyal to the door master, even if I know that the front is a dead end deliberately arranged for me by the door master, I will still not hesitate to step on it, go forward, and die!" This is a portrayal of Tang Bua's state of mind at the moment.

Wang Hao looked at the two from a distance not far away, his emotions were affected, but fortunately, his cultivation was deep and his will was firm, and he did not impulsively expose Tang Bu'a, but flashed and followed Pompeii.

The reason why Tang Bu'a was not exposed was because Wang Hao believed in the ability of Zhuge Shenhou, and this may also be an opportunity to save the iron hand.