Just passing through the dense forest, the sharp hawk chirping made Wei Qianyou feel cautious, and the sound of horses' hooves from far and near at the moment made his mood sink to the bottom.

He's just a mere person, so why would there be such a big battle against him. Mu Sheng also looks up to him, really when he has three heads and six arms?

The big black horse heard Wei Qianyou's shouting, but he ignored it, and snorted disdainfully in his nose. I think that back then, it carried King Zhao and never retreated in the midst of the ten thousand armies, and looked at the only hundred people who came in front of him, and this guy was too timid. I really don't know what those people think, so they asked him to come to the aid of King Zhao.

"You brute, why can't you even listen to people?" Wei Qian shouted angrily, and his arms slammed into force, slowing down the momentum of the big black horse's forward rush.

Wei Qianyou looked around, then jumped off the horse, and pulled the big black horse to hide in the pit on the side. This pit seems to have been used by hunters to catch wild boars, and it is too spacious for one man and one horse to hide in it. The most important thing is that it is difficult for the big dark horse to go up with his own strength, which can be regarded as Wei Qianyou's worries.

Seeing that the big black horse was still working hard, Wei Qianyou scolded in a low voice: "I don't know what King Zhao fed you, you are obviously a horse, but you have a stubborn donkey temper." ”

The big black horse wanted to hiss a few times and fight with Wei Qian for three hundred rounds. But thinking that it could understand Wei Qianyou's words, Wei Qianyou couldn't understand it, and it would be a loss to quarrel, so he could only give up.

"I'll go and solve the problem of reporting to the rear, and then pull you up. As for the people who intercepted in front, let them go, the top priority is to go to the aid of King Zhao quickly, but we can't waste half an hour on them. Wei Qianyou knew the temper of the big black horse, if he didn't explain it clearly, he was afraid that it would be the one who reported the news.

Wei Qian jumped out of the pit in a daze, never dreaming that he would one day be threatened by a mount.

As soon as he stabilized his figure, there were seven or eight bright steel knives that quickly enlarged in Wei Qianyou's eyes. Wei Qianyou only felt that these steel knives had formed an impermeable knife net around him, making him have no way to advance or retreat.

Wei Qianyou sneered: "The cooperation is good, I have practiced more than a hundred times for today, right?" "No matter what kind of sword net formation it is, as long as the person who arranges the formation does not have a knife in his hand, the formation will naturally be solved.

The seven or eight people in front of him are all good players, and it is estimated that they are among the people cultivated by Lin Zhaoyuan. If it were in the past, Wei Qianyou would not have been so sure, he would be able to retreat in such a dense knife net or be attacked by a sneak attack. But now......

Wei Qianyou smiled undiminishedly, and took out a piece of dark metal the size of two fists from his arms, covered with a layer of protective gear of unknown material.

Taking off the protective gear, Wei Qianyou said something in his mouth: "This thing given by Brother Yan sounds magical, and I don't know how effective it is, so I'll try it for you today." ”

Before the words fell, the few people with the knife suddenly felt a strong suction pulling their arms, and the knife skills they had practiced hard for many years couldn't even hold the knife because of Wei Qianyou's demon skills.

Wei Qianyou was also taken aback, seven or eight steel knives were attached to his hands, and the trajectory of the flight was completely uncontrollable. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have had his throat cut by one of them.

Throwing the thing that Yan Youli called a magnet to the ground, Wei Qianyou smiled fiercely: "Let the young master take a look, you have no blade, and you still have some skills on your body." ”

It was really Wei Qianyou who guessed correctly, almost all of these people's kung fu was on the blade, and one of them gritted his teeth and said: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, and clean him up another day." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the people echoed it. It's just a loss of face, how is face more important than life for people who lick blood on the knife? Besides, there is no need to change the day, just delay for a while, and reinforcements will arrive. Ren Wei Qianyou has the ability to reach the sky, and he can still deal with a hundred of them?

Wei Qianyou grabbed the wrists of the two people who were closest to him, and pretended to be kind and said, "Should you compete with me in the ring?" If you can beat it, you will say hello to it, and if you can't beat it, you want to leave? How can it be so easy? ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts suddenly cooled by half, their light body kung fu was not excellent at all, and now they have lost their blades. If Wei Qian swam with murderous intent, none of them would be able to escape. But doesn't it mean that this Wei Qianyou is a Taoist and will not be a killer easily? What Wei Qianyou is showing at the moment is completely different from what Princess Qingwan said.

"Brothers, let's run separately and get back a glimmer of life. The brothers who run out must tell the prince of the world and avenge us. One person was ruthless, but after speaking, he chose the direction first.

Wei Qianyou twisted the necks of the two people in his hands, and slapped another palm knife into the throat of one of them who was still trying to resist. Then he leaned down and pulled down the two steel knives and threw them violently in both directions.

"Oh no......" Wei Qianyou raised his feet to chase after him, but the remaining two had already run away. Besides, the two fled in different directions, and it took a lot of time to catch up. When the time came, he was entangled by Mu Sheng to support his subordinates, although he may not be able to deal with it, King Zhao may not be able to afford to wait.

Under the sharp turn of his mind, Wei Qianyou didn't wait to come up with a countermeasure, but he saw that the two of them fell to the ground with a muffled voice. But he didn't care about who helped, and cleaned up a few conspicuous corpses, and Wei Qian escaped into the pit again. When the sound of the horse's hooves was near and far, the big black horse was pulled up.

has been chased for a long time, and the physical strength of people is naturally not comparable to that of carefully bred war horses. Xi'er was carrying another person on her back, and she felt that her throat was so dry that it was about to burst into flames.

There was no need to look back, the sound of approaching horses' hooves was enough to make her heart tighten. If she is robbed by King Zhao, the subsequent deployment will not be able to continue. After so many days of dormancy, all her efforts will be in vain because of her mistakes.

Seeing a ruined temple from afar, Xi'er gritted her teeth and rushed towards that side with all her strength. It's not a great location, but it's not that much.

King Zhao and Mu Sheng both saw clearly, although there were two people who entered the ruined temple, only one person came out. King Zhao indifferently watched the slender figure go away, Mu Sheng pretended to send two people to chase after him, but he would definitely find nothing.

King Zhao stopped and motioned his men to stand by. Mu Sheng led the horse to King Zhao's side, and looked at the ruined temple with a smile on the corner of his mouth. seemed to be saying to King Zhao: "I don't know if Your Highness is relieved to let me go in to save the emperor, or is he willing to go in by himself and be the turtle in this urn?" ”

Regarding Mu Sheng's thoughts, King Zhao was like a mirror in his heart. At the moment, he looked at him silently, not knowing what was in his heart.

Mu Sheng also knew this, he was already far away from Jinling at this time, and he had no intention of hiding it at all. When he looked back at King Zhao, he raised his eyebrows, and he was as arrogant as he was.

King Zhao was worried about the emperor's situation, and did not dare to delay with Mu Sheng for too long, so he finally took the lead in compromising. He instructed his subordinates: "This king goes in to save the emperor, and you are waiting here, beware that there is still a remnant of the party." ”

King Zhao's subordinates really had no intention of following up, but King Zhao received few answers. And before the "order" could be exhaled, it turned into a terrible scream.

Although King Zhao quickly realized that something was wrong, he used his light body kung fu to the extreme. But Mu Sheng's order had already been given, and King Zhao flashed into the ruined temple, but he was still grazed by a feather arrow on his arm.

Mu Sheng laughed loudly and said, "His Royal Highness King Zhao, thanks to your Wise One, I didn't even realize that my subordinates had changed their faces. Today's ruined temple is the burial place of you and Long Live Lord. ”

King Zhao took out the long sword at his waist and crossed it in front of him, and said coldly: "If you want to take the life of this king, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

Although he shouted with great momentum, King Zhao was also bottomless in his heart. If there were only Mu Sheng and his subordinates, King Zhao would not be afraid. But it is also mixed with the good hands cultivated by Lin Zhaoyuan, which makes the situation a little difficult.

Mu Sheng had a look of good play: "It's so good, it also makes me see, the invincible King Zhao's dying counterattack can take away a few lives of my men." ”

King Zhao snorted coldly: "This king has led the army for many years, and he knows that if he wants to rectify the army's heart, he must treat the soldiers as brothers. Even if you succeed today, according to your nature, sooner or later you will be pulled down. ”

Mu Sheng raised his head and laughed for a while, and said jokingly: "This is not to bother His Highness, His Highness is still thinking about how to support him for a while to please the master." ”

Mu Sheng waved his arms as soon as he spoke, and everyone under his command rushed towards the temple gate. Rao had experienced the overwhelming battle cries on the battlefield, and King Zhao couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart. Although he is not facing thousands of troops, but in the current situation, he can only rely on himself after all.

Fortunately, the scale of this ruined temple is not large, and the entrance is narrow. King Zhao blocked the temple gate with a sword, and there was a husband who was closed, and he couldn't open it.

Another sword slashed out, and it was no longer known how many people had fallen in front of him. The price in exchange was to add another blood mark to King Zhao's body. From a distance, King Zhao had already become a bloody man, and if he hadn't been holding it with a breath in his chest, he would have already fallen.

Mu Sheng tilted his head and glanced inside, and sneered: "Your Majesty, since you are awake, don't pretend to be dead." Look at what His Royal Highness King Zhao has done for you, you are really calm. Do you want to build a stage for you so that you can watch it more comfortably? ”

Hearing that the emperor woke up, King Zhao couldn't help but look back. As soon as he turned around, a sharp feathered arrow passed behind him. King Zhao's eyes darkened, and he couldn't control his body anymore, and he was staggered a few steps by the momentum of the feather arrow.

The emperor seemed to be sealed by Xi'er, and he could only watch all this, but he couldn't lift his heavy limbs even a little with all his strength. I wanted to speak, but I found that I couldn't even speak simply.

Seeing that King Zhao tried his best to stop his steps, he turned back and looked at Mu Sheng and the others, the emperor only cared about the old tears, and never returned to his usual majesty.