When Yang Zhen caught up with the blood-colored Shadow Army, it was already past eleven o'clock the next night.

The more than 2,000 soldiers and horses of the blood-colored shadow were all stationed at the foot of the hillside at the back of Meixi City, and a small river meandered through the hillside, which was just convenient for the military camp to fetch water for cooking and feeding the horses.

Yang Zhen sat firmly on horseback and looked at the military camp in the distance.

The barracks had fallen silent, there was no loud noise, and outside the tents, only piles of bonfires and three or five columns of patrolling sentries could be seen.

There was a long stake on the periphery of the barracks.

Occasionally, the crackling of a campfire and the snort of a few horses can be heard.

Meixi City, more than ten miles away, is also very quiet at the moment.

Torches were planted at the head of the city wall, and on the city wall, at regular intervals, a disciple of the Eagle Claw Gate was standing guard.

The recent battles with the Huashan faction were all about to collapse at the touch of a button.

Tie Ren and the others have reported many times that many newly recruited outer disciples have escaped as deserters.

Tie Ren and Demon Dao Death have already suggested changing the original strategy, or telling the disciples that everyone has set, otherwise, it won't be long before the more than 10,000 outer disciples who have been recruited with great difficulty will escape.

Yang Zhen did not agree.

Just let them write down the names of all the people who were deserters, and never accept them into the Eagle Claw Gate again.

In the wilderness, after observing the situation in the bloody military camp and Meixi City for a while, Yang Zhen drove the horse to the woods by the roadside, turned over and dismounted, and tied the horse to a big tree in the forest.

Then he silently walked towards the blood-colored barracks with his sword in hand.

…… As the commander of this army, the tent in which Scarlet Shadow lives is naturally the largest of all tents.

After Yang Zhen entered the barracks, he first flew to the top of a tent, stood quietly on the top of the tent, and looked at all the tents by the moonlight in the sky and the firelight of the bonfires everywhere in the barracks.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Yang Zhen suddenly flew over there, along the way, he didn't fall back to the ground at all, his toes stepped on the top of one tent after another, and after stepping on twelve tents in a row, Yang Zhen's figure flew down from the twelfth tent with a gust of wind, and the long sword in the sheath choked out of the sheath, and with a flash of sword light, the heads of the two Huashan sect disciples guarding the door of the largest tent were shaved off.

When the heads of the two Huashan disciples flew up, and when their bodies fell to the ground, Yang Zhen's long sword was sharpened, and he had already cut the curtain of the tent and stepped into the tent.

"Who? Who? ”

As soon as Yang Zhen stepped into the tent, the blood-colored shadow that was originally sitting cross-legged on the marching bed and meditating opened his eyes.

The big eyes like copper bells flashed away.

The large, fan-like hand slammed into the hilt of the sword beside him.

In the tent, there was also an oil lamp on.

The light was not very bright, but it was enough for Yang Zhen to see the blood-colored face clearly.

Except for the addition of a thick black hair, this blood-colored face is the same as that of an Arhat.

Yang Zhen saw the face of the blood-colored shadow clearly, but the blood-colored shadow couldn't see Yang Zhen's face, not because the light was dim, but because Yang Zhen was still wearing a bronze mask on his face.

The blood-colored Shadow Shadow noticed that the long sword in Yang Zhen's hand was dripping with blood.

A flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

broke into his tent at night and killed people.

Such a person is not an enemy, can he still be a friend?

Immediately, he slowly got up.

His hands were not on the ground, and he was cross-legged, so he used the strength of his feet to slowly stand up, during which his big bronze bell-like eyes were always staring at Yang Zhen tightly. Just in case Yang Zhen suddenly made a move.

However, Yang Zhen didn't suddenly attack him when he got up.

Let him stand up on full alert. The horizontal sword is in front of you.

Yang Zhen took off the bronze mask on his face unhappily, and then didn't speak, just stared coldly at the blood-colored shadow a few steps away.

"Aotian Demon God?"

Seeing Yang Zhen's face clearly, the face of the blood-colored Peerless Shadow changed suddenly, and he subconsciously stepped back, Yang Zhen's eyes flashed, and the Blood-colored Peerless Shadow's heart skipped a beat and stopped.

At this time, there was a clear look of horror on his face.

Yang Zhen's undefeated record for more than half a year, and the calm momentum shown tonight, suppressed him.

"You, you are the master of a sect, you dare not fight with the head of our Huashan faction, what is it to sneak attack me a disciple of the Sword Sect late at night? Aren't you afraid that after the word spreads, people will laugh at it? ”

After the blood-colored shadow stabilized his mind, he actually used words to squeeze Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen showed a faint sneer on his face, his eyes moved from the blood-colored face to the oil lamp on the side, and his deep voice was chatting like a friend: "Luohan! Do you think I won't recognize you because you have long hair? ”

When this question came out, the blood-colored Shadow didn't reply for a long time, and was silent for a while before lowering his voice and saying, "Aotian Demon God, what's the use of you looking for me now?" I am already the chief disciple of the Huashan Sect Sword Sect, it is impossible to fight the world with you anymore, you better go back! ”

In his words, he didn't even mention the incident two years ago.

Yang Zhen's eyes blinked as he looked at the oil lamp.

"Li Ying said everything, Luohan, you also betrayed me."

Where did Li Ying say it?

This is just Yang Zhen's words to deceive him.

It's a pity that the bloody shadow, or the Arhat, he believes it.

Although Yang Zhen's eyes kept looking at the oil lamp and didn't look at his expression anymore, he could clearly hear his breathing much heavier.

Yang Zhen's eyes kept looking at the oil lamp, and the light of the oil lamp had been very stable.

However, it suddenly swayed, and at the same time, Yang Zhen's ears heard the sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath and the sound of the long sword stabbing rapidly into the air.

Yang Zhen's eyes still didn't look over, his eyes were still looking at the light, but the long sword in his right hand suddenly flashed, and the tip of the sword suddenly hit the long sword sword that Luo Han stabbed over, flashing a splashing spark.

I haven't seen him for more than two years, the Arhat who has never practiced swordsmanship before, his swordsmanship is indeed not weak, as soon as the long sword was opened by the tip of the sword in Yang Zhen's hand, his figure flashed, and the light of the long sword flashed, and it swept towards Yang Zhen's neck again.

Yang Zhen has studied "Swordsmanship", although he has not practiced it seriously, he no longer knows anything about swordsmanship as before.

I saw that the long sword in his hand was fast and fast in several consecutive moves, restraining Luohan's sword moves.

After a few moves, when Luohan's sword move was about to gain the upper hand, the long sword in Yang Zhen's hand suddenly made a sword and slashed heavily at Luohan's sword.

"Boom"

There was a crunch.

The sword in Luohan's hand was cut off more than a foot long, and the severed sword body bounced out, "bang", and was nailed to the wooden pillar supporting the tent.

And the stainless steel sword in Yang Zhen's hand also clicked, and a large section fell to the ground.

Startled, Luohan immediately pulled back and retreated to the other end of the tent, his back almost attached to the tent.

The two suddenly exchanged no more than five moves, and the time exceeded two seconds.

Because the long sword both broke off, the fight between the two suddenly began and stopped suddenly.

Luo Han looked at the broken sword in his hand with an ugly face, and Yang Zhen's gaze finally moved from the oil lamp to his face.

He threw the long sword in his hand.

Yang Zhen sneered lightly: "This is the swordsmanship you learned in Huashan?" I actually cut off the sword by someone who has never learned swordsmanship, so let's use your powerful Vajra palm! You're not fit to learn swords at all! ”

You're not fit to learn swords at all!

This sentence was like a loud slap in the face of Luohan, and Luohan's originally ugly face turned red in an instant.

The fight between the two just now had already alarmed the Huashan disciples in the surrounding tents, and at this time, they could already hear the chaotic shouting and footsteps.

Annoyed and angry, the arhat suddenly turned around and slashed his sword on the tent behind him, and his tall body rushed out at once, leaving behind a sentence that prevented Yang Zhen from immediately attacking his back.

"Good! Let's go out and fight! ”

Am I afraid of you?

Yang Zhen walked out of the tent gate with empty hands with a sneer on his face.

There were already dozens of Huashan disciples around, and there were more Huashan disciples in the distance. Everyone had a sword out of its sheath.

"Get out of the way!!"

Luo Han shouted angrily, and all the Huashan disciples who rushed over subconsciously took two steps back, and then consciously formed a big circle.

Seeing another man in black coming out of the tent of the blood-colored shadow, and then seeing the angry blood-colored shadow (Luohan) blushing, rolling up his sleeves and glaring at the man in black.

No matter how stupid the Huashan disciples gathered around, they also knew that their senior brother was going to fight alone with the man in black.

There are so many people who like to watch the excitement, and their eyes are already shining, and they can't wait to see the bloody shadow and make a move with the man in black.

"Huh? Why is that man in black so much like the Proud Demon God of the Eagle Claw Gate? ”

"Wouldn't it? We have so many masters in Huashan, even if the Aotian Demon God wants to make a move, he won't choose our senior brother, right? ”

"That's it!"

"You! I don't even know the Aotian Demon God, so I'm embarrassed to make a lot of nonsense! ”

"That seems to be the Aotian Demon God......

Among the Huashan Sect disciples who were onlookers, many people had already recognized Yang Zhen's identity.

"Aotian Demon God! When I heard that you had defeated Fire and Storm and Princess Mononoke one after another, I knew you would come to me sooner or later! That's right! Two years ago, when the sect was carved up and the treasury was divided, I did participate! Aren't you already killed twice? If you have the ability, you will take my life tonight! ”

After shouting these words with a blushing face, Luo Han ignored the uproar of the thousands of Huashan disciples around him, his clenched fists suddenly opened, and his palms stood up, and he roared and waved his palms towards Yang Zhen.

In the past, the most powerful thing for Arhat was the Mighty Vajra Palm.

It has long been possible to open the stele and crack the stone.

After listening to Luohan's arrogant and unreasonable roar, the anger that Yang Zhen had been suppressing in his heart rushed straight to his head.

"You traitor!!"

With a roar, Yang Zhen's figure flickered, and a series of phantoms, at least more than twenty, rushed to the front of the oncoming Arhat, and with his claws and remnants of the Dao, he grabbed Yang Zhen's anger fiercely towards the Arhat who waved his palm.

The shadow of the palm is heavy, and the shadow of the claw flies.

The Mighty Vajra Palm is famous for its heaviness.

Eagle claw is known for being ruthless and fast.

When the annoyed and angry Arhat meets the angry Yang Zhen, and when the famous Mighty Vajra Palm meets the Eagle Claw Gong, which is known for its speed and ruthlessness, a bloody scene appears.

Before Luo Han's palms hit Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen's claws had already grabbed the flesh and blood mist on Luo Han's body, face, arms, and hands with the remnants of the Dao, accompanied by Yang Zhen's roar and Luo Han's muffled snort.

In less than a minute, Luohan turned into a bloody man, trembling and convulsing, and fell to the ground as if he was drunk.

"You traitor!"

Until Luo Han collapsed in front of Yang Zhen without any resistance, Yang Zhen was still scolding this sentence in his mouth.

Li Ying betrayed him, Yang Zhen hated, but there was no such anger.

But Rohan is different.

It's not just because he saved Luohan's life back then.

On top of that, he regarded him as the game's best friend back then.

Nothing to talk about.

I always thought that Luohan was his right-hand man.

didn't expect that betrayal, he also had a share.

When Li Ying and them carved up the sect's treasury, he not only did not stop it, but also participated in it.

Not only did he participate, but until now, he has never felt guilty, and he can still act with him so brutally.

If his Yang Zhen's martial arts are not as good as him today, he will die under his King Kong palm with hatred.

This is what Yang Zhen is most angry about.

Best friend, not only betrayed, but betrayed so shamelessly.

Seeing with his own eyes that the senior brother who seemed to be about to exert his might died under the claws of the Aotian Demon God without any power to fight back, the more than 2,000 Huashan disciples who had all surrounded him were silent.

They just looked at the Aotian Demon God standing in front of their senior brother's corpse in the center of the field so stupidly. For a moment, everyone's heads went blank.

Senior Brother Scarlet Shadow is the number one master among the younger generation of their Huashan.

Tonight, I was shocked to hear that he had betrayed the secret of the Aotian Demon God.

When he was fighting with the Aotian Demon God, he had no power to fight back.

was stunned and was caught beyond recognition by the claws of the Aotian Demon God.

After killing Luohan, Yang Zhen closed his eyes and took a long breath before opening his eyes again.

With a cold eye, he glanced at the stunned Huashan faction people around him, and walked in the direction he came from.

Then a bizarre scene appeared.

Yang Zhen obviously had empty hands, obviously there was only one person, and those Huashan Sect disciples were obviously more than 2,000 people, and obviously everyone had a sword in their hands, but when they saw Yang Zhen coming over, those Huashan Sect disciples in front of Yang Zhen were like snakes encountering sulfur, and they all retreated to both sides, and they were stunned to make way for Yang Zhen to make way for a road four or five meters wide, more than 2,000 people, stunned to see Yang Zhen, who was alone, and Yang Zhen, who was empty-handed, left step by step.

No one dared to step forward to stop them.

When he walked out of this barracks, Yang Zhen suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Killed Rohan.

But so what?

Betrayal has already happened.

More than two years have passed.

Killing Arhat can't turn back time.

What is lost is irretrievable.

Let's see later!

We must not let this happen again!

(To be continued)