This is indeed the method that Li Qiushui thought of.

Wu Yazi has been paralyzed, no one can guarantee whether Wu Yazi still retains his martial arts, Li Qiushui doesn't want to take risks, it is undeniable, no matter what Li Qiushui has done because Wu Yazi fell in love with his sister, but Li Qiushui's feelings for Wu Yazi are real.

At the gate of Juxianzhuang, this large number of people are all Western Xia dead soldiers, each of them was trained by Li Qiushui, and each of them was a master of the battlefield assassination plan in the original Xiaoyaozi plan.

To put it mildly, such a large number of dead soldiers with superb martial arts, plus an army that can fight well, almost eighty percent of them have a chance of conspiring to seize the quintessence of the Great Song Dynasty.

It's a pity, I'm afraid Xiaoyaozi never thought that none of his disciples would faithfully carry out his plan, and even he himself would never be able to complete that plan.

After all, this world is still a martial arts world, and no matter how many plans there are, if there is no supreme military support, it will be nothing.

Ziqin walked out of the door, he was not worried that Li Qiushui or Zhang Yuan would find Wuyazi, in fact, if Li Qiushui came to the door directly, as long as Wuyazi agreed, he would release him.

And Wu Yazi certainly wants to destroy this person from Western Xia, but it never includes Li Qiushui himself, which means that Ziqin can be sure without asking anyone.

"Do you know what it means to provoke at the gate of my Juxian Village?"

Ziqin walked out of the door, he looked at the crowd in front of him, this group of people looked like they were all Han people, where there was a little bit of Xixia people, but these people were all Tangut people without exception.

The only reason they live is to do everything for their masters.

Li Qiushui may not help Western Xia anymore. However, who knows what will happen in the future, no one paid attention to these people after Li Qiushui's death in the original book, and the descendants of Xuzhu that Ziqin saw in the world of condor shooting, as well as the peak force of Western Xia, may not be the descendants of this group of people.

It is a danger that should be eliminated.

This is the prayer of Wuyazi, and it is also something that Ziqin will do without thinking about it.

"Isn't Juxianzhuang a place where you can't come?"

A man roared and roared, and as he spoke, one of his hands had already reached towards Ziqin, but he was planning to capture Ziqin in one fell swoop.

The claw wind is extremely fierce, this man is obviously not a mediocre hand, but this grasp has a bit of a dragon beckoning in Ziqin's opinion. Although it is not as subtle as it gets. But because the man's internal strength is profound, his attack power is no different from the dragon beckoning.

If he is caught by this blow, he is afraid that the only way to lose his combat effectiveness is to follow.

The man was also a master, and he grabbed it with one claw, but his eyes were staring at Ziqin's hands and feet. As long as Ziqin changed slightly, he immediately changed his moves.

Moves are like electricity. The man's hand had caught Ziqin's eyes in the blink of an eye. However, Ziqin didn't seem to have time to react, and just stood there in a daze.

There was a look of surprise and confusion in the man's eyes.

He didn't believe that there was only such a weak enemy in the place where Li Qiushui brought them to the rescue. But, no matter what, it was still the best option for him to get rid of this enemy.

The claw finally grabbed Zhong Ziqin's neck, but the man only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the neck he grabbed turned into a hand.

The same claw-shaped hand, grabbed with his backhand, and in a trance, he seemed to have the feeling of a cloud dragon probing and grasping.

There was a sharp glint in the man's eyes, he recognized the shape of this claw, but it was the famous dragon beckoning in Shaolin.

Claw to claw, the man's eyes were sharp, but he didn't dodge at all, since everyone uses claws, and they are all exquisite claw skills, then, the competition is also their own internal force.

The man has refined the supreme internal strength of the Carefree School since he was a child, but he doesn't think that his internal strength will be inferior to the other party.

The two claws collided, and the crisp sound suddenly dispersed.

The man's face distorted in an instant, and the hands on his and Ziqin's face shattered in an instant, and the internal force in his body dissipated like snowflakes on fire.

"Northern Spiritual Skill."

The man roared bitterly, and his legs kicked the ground violently and he was about to retreat, but at this time, where could he still be left to him, Ziqin's figure had already stepped forward by mistake, and it was still a claw.

A crisp dragon groan sounded, and Ziqin's claws were already pressed on the man's neck, crushing his neck with a crisp sound.

One move, only one move to kill a master.

The faces of the masters of Western Xia can no longer be calm, they are dead soldiers, not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they don't care about life, they are loyal to Li Qiushui, but they understand the meaning of their group of people to Li Qiushui.

For many years, Li Qiushui secretly ruled Western Xia as a Han woman, but it was their group of people who relied on it.

However, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say anything, Li Qiushui's rescue of Wu Yazi is urgent, not to mention that they are already standing here, where can they retreat.

At that moment, another man stood up.

"Dare to kill people in front of you and seek death."

Roaring, this man has already punched out, the fist style is like Gang, this man's boxing technique has reached the realm of profoundness, this punch seems ordinary, but Gangfeng pavement, dense but not scattered, even the Northern Shengong is afraid that it will not be easy to break through his fist wind to absorb his internal force.

Ziqin's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of surprise, he never thought that these dead soldiers trained by Li Qiushui were all different masters.

Smiling slightly, Ziqin suddenly threw a punch, he didn't know much, not only not much, but even only one or two, but these two boxing methods are definitely the top of the top, including Taijiquan, Taijiquan taught by Zhang Sanfeng.

The man's fist was fierce, but Ziqin seemed to be soft and met with a punch.

The man learned the lesson of the previous man, and watched Ziqin meet him with a punch, but he subconsciously dodged Ziqin's fist, Gangfeng was still the same, just dodging his fist.

However, to the man's surprise, Ziqin ignored his dodge and still struck his fist straight out, which seemed to pass through his qi like an illusion and went straight to his chest.

is still as soft as nothing, but where does the man dare to underestimate it, his fist turns, but he wants to block Ziqin's attack halfway.

However, in an instant, the man suddenly felt a huge force pulling, and his fist did not have the slightest resistance in the face of that force, not only was the fist no longer controlled, but the whole person began to spin.

At the moment when the man lost his balance, Ziqin suddenly crossed an arc, and his fist hit the man's chest lightly or heavily.

But when the sound of breaking silk sounded, the man's body fell softly.

This punch that was not light or heavy had actually made the strong and inexplicable aura in Ziqin's body attack the man's body in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the man's internal organs were all shattered.

It's still a move, and now, everyone finally understands that they are probably not Ziqin's opponents.

There was still no sound in Juxian Village, and these Western Xia dead men glanced at each other, and suddenly, several people walked out together.

They no longer plan to continue to fight with Ziqin one by one, since one-on-one is definitely not an opponent, then, it is better for everyone to go up together, a few to fight one, anyway, as long as it is supported until Li Qiushui comes.

And Ziqin didn't plan to let these men go together at this time, although he recognized that he would overthrow these men by himself, but after all, it took strength.

And his main opponents are by no means these men, but should be Zhang Yuan and Li Qiushui.

According to Huang Shang's information, Ziqin knew that the biggest enemy this time was Zhang Yuan, and this old guy's martial arts skills were probably on par with Bai Mei.

You must know that Yi Ziqin's understanding of Bai Mei, even if he is a sweeping monk, he is by no means Bai Mei's opponent, that Zhang Yuan can be on par with Bai Mei, but you can imagine how strong he is.

A few Western Xia dead soldiers didn't say much, they came up and attacked directly, each of them was an extremely strong existence, at this time, although they were afraid of Ziqin, but none of them flinched.

For a while, Ziqin's front was full of air, and his mastery was dazzling.

The ground in front of the gate of Juxianzhuang was swept three floors in an instant.

Ziqin's figure retreated slightly, but he put on an extremely strange posture, letting those gangs fly away, but his posture swayed like a slow-motion dance.

This ancient martial arts appeared, but Ziqin did not simply learn it, but combined with the ancient martial arts to sort out all the martial arts he had learned, at this time, the movements he made seemed ridiculous, but it was indeed the most profound and supreme martial arts.

This ridiculous action is a combination of Tai Chi, the Great Shift of Qiankun, as well as the Empty Ming Fist and some Taoist special effects.

The attacks of those Western Xia dead soldiers seemed to be fierce, but they absolutely did not touch Ziqin in the slightest, in fact, under Ziqin's control, the attacks of those Western Xia dead soldiers were causing irreparable wounds to each other.

This is the horror of the martial arts created by Ziqin, which is different from the directness of the great shift of Qiankun, different from the circle of Tai Chi, and different from the nothingness of the Kongming Fist, but gathers together, pulling the opponent's power unknowingly, causing invisible damage to the opponent, and when the other party finds out, it is the time of death.

After a seemingly ridiculous action, Ziqin slowly put away his posture, and the whole person leisurely retreated two steps backwards, and unbelievably withdrew from the encirclement of the dead soldiers of Western Xia.

The attacking Western Xia dead soldiers felt that something was wrong, but suddenly, a sharp pain had come out of their abdomen, and they knew that they didn't have time to reach out and press it, and they had already fallen to the ground weakly one by one.

Looking at the remaining Western Xia dead soldiers, Ziqin smiled slightly, but suddenly took a step forward, and a strong aura shot out instantly.

Time has passed for a while, and there are not many of the remaining Western Xia dead, but he wants to destroy them in one fell swoop, and the province will have more troubles when Zhang Yuan and Li Qiushui come. (To be continued......)