Mei Xin turned around and ran towards Qin Zheng frantically.

Jia Zhizhi and Zhen Chun also looked at Qin Zheng worriedly, and then, they closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to watch the next scene.

Suddenly, at the last moment, all those broadswords that were rapidly stabbing stopped, and they just floated in the air, staying in front of Qin Zheng.

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at one person together.

Even the silver-armored soldiers looked at the man.

I saw that the three-inch Daoist had crossed the cordon at some point, his face was now flushed, and his hands were raised, and there were countless invisible threads of internal force connecting those broadswords and entangling them firmly.

Qin Zheng reacted in an instant, and looked at the three-inch Daoist suspiciously.

"Run, you must come out alive, I did say just now, I won't go deeper, but I didn't say it, I won't help you." The three-inch Taoist said, and a trace of black blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

When he took it just now, it was completely beyond his limit, and the internal force was instantly emptied, and the meridians were almost damaged.

"Thank you." It was the first time that Qin Zheng said these two words so sincerely.

Then he turned around and ran to Mei Xin's side, grabbed her arm, and rushed inside.

In the hall, the broadsword fell to the ground with a clatter.

The three-inch Taoist put away the internal force silk thread, turned around, and ran in the opposite direction with Jia Zhizhi and the others.

And those silver-armored soldiers picked up their weapons after a short period of stunned, they didn't chase Qin Zheng and Mei Xin, but began to chase and kill the three-inch Dao people along the passage.

When they heard the sound of a large number of footsteps, the three-inch Taoist knew that it was broken.

So, the three of them kept running, but the footsteps were getting closer.

More than a hundred meters away, Shan Feng was imagining how he would capture the treasure, but suddenly, he also heard the heavy and powerful footsteps, and there were many, many of them.

More than a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, when he saw Nie Yun and the others, Jia Zhizhi was slightly stunned, and then glanced at the three-inch Taoist, and the two saw each other's joy at the same time.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, but this time, the yellow finch is going to suffer.

Because they miscalculated their target, those praying mantis were not catching cicadas, but challenging goshawks.

In just an instant, Jia Zhizhi jumped up with Zhen Chun on his back and passed Shan Feng and the others.

Like him, the Three-Inch Daoist quickly passed by these people.

Before Nie Yun and the others could react, they saw that the more than twenty silver-armored soldiers had already rushed over.

"Retreat, retreat." Shan Feng shouted, ignoring nothing else, and turned back the way he came.

Nie Yun was the same, except that when he passed by Yang Yuchen and Yin Qing, he grabbed them and pulled them back together.

Where the silver-armored soldiers passed, blood splattered in an instant.

The screams began to come out non-stop, even Jia Zhizhi was no match for these silver-armored soldiers, those Qingyuan-level Lanyuan-level were no different from ordinary people in front of the silver-armored soldiers.

However, fortunately, there were more than a dozen people here, and they still blocked the footsteps of some of the silver-armored soldiers.

The passage was not too long, and after more than ten seconds, the three-inch Daoist and the others rushed out of the ninth passage and returned to the stone room.

Just a second later, Shan Feng and Nie Yun rushed out, followed by Yang Fan, Liu Shan, Gong Le and other South China Five Thieves.

As for the others, they have already been killed by the silver-armored soldiers.

Everyone was running frantically, and one of the silver-armored soldiers in front was about to kill Gong Le at the end with a sword, and suddenly, his sword momentum was retracted.

Because Gong Le had already entered the central stone chamber.

All the silver-armored soldiers stopped moving, then slowly turned around and went back together.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the stone chamber breathed a sigh of relief.

And after a short silence, Jia Zhizhi and Nie Yun raised their heads at the same time, and between their eyes, endless sparks flashed.

"You're yin me." Nie Yun roared angrily.

Jia Zhizhi slowly put down Zhen Chun, clenched his fists, and said contemptuously: "It's you who follow us with bad intentions, what's the matter, do you want to do it with us here?" ”

"What about hands-on? Do you really think we're afraid of you? Nie Yun held a big knife in his hand and said viciously.

He had already taken a closer look, and now there was only one Jia Zhizhi on the other side who still had combat effectiveness.

The three-inch man was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, seemingly recovering from his injuries.

And Zhen Chun's whole body was covered with bandages, and he was also carried by Jia Zhizhi just now.

Even Jia Zhizhi's face was not very good-looking, and it was obvious that he was also injured.

In terms of kung fu, Nie Yun thinks that he is not as good as a three-inch Taoist, but at this moment, all the five thieves in South China are here, although they are all injured, they are not serious.

Five against one, Nie Yun has a full chance of winning.

"Let's go together." Nie Yun said in a deep voice and took the lead in launching an offensive.

"Stop it all." A burst of shouts came from behind Nie Yun and the others.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and slowly turned their heads, only to see that there were only four of the five thieves in South China, and one did not rush over at all.

And that person is Shan Feng, who is being put on his neck with a scimitar by a person at this moment, and he may lose his life anytime and anywhere.

The person who did it was Zhen Chun, who was the most seriously injured.

No one saw him move at all, and Shan Feng had already been subdued by him.

"Big brother, save me." When his life was threatened, even Shan Feng was afraid.

"Let him go." Nie Yun said coldly.

"Are you commanding me?" After Zhen Chun finished speaking, the scimitar in his hand turned, and Shan Feng's head was already flying high.

He even opened his eyes wide with fear, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

Zhen Chun licked the blood on the scimitar and said in a cold voice: "We don't want to fight you, it's not that we're afraid of you, it's just that we don't know what danger there will be when we wait, but since you want to fight, I will accompany you at any time, and killing you will not be more troublesome than killing chickens." ”

With that, Zhen Chun took out another scimitar and slowly walked towards Nie Yun and the others.

Yang Yuchen and Yin Qing, who were brought out by Nie Yun, were squatting in the corner together at this moment, afraid to speak.

Zhen Chun's every step was like the bell of death, hitting the hearts of Nie Yun and the others with one blow.

The scene where Shan Feng was killed just now was so weird, after all, Zhen Chun was still behind Jia Zhizhi one moment, and the next moment, Shan Feng was subdued by Zhen Chun, and the two were more than ten meters apart.

This speed was enough to terrify Nie Yun and the others.

"Wait, now that we're fighting, it's not good for everyone, and you also said it, you won't necessarily encounter any danger later." Nie Yun began to compromise.

Zhen Chun's footsteps slowly stopped, and then he spit out a word in a cold voice: "Get out." ”

Nie Yun gritted his teeth, glanced at the others again, and walked over to pick up Yang Yuchen and the others, and walked quickly towards the wounded door passage.

They really left.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhen Chun sat on the ground, and all the wounds on his body burst open, flowing red blood, staining the bandages on his body.

(End of chapter)