The sword light flickered, and the sword in Zhao Kun's hand had already pierced the left shoulder of a Star Palace disciple. In the splatters of blood, the blade of the sword turned, leaving a bloody streak on the throat of another person, taking his life. In the flash of sword light, Zhao Kun recruited and attacked, and killed the previous disciple of the Star Palace.

Seeing that several disciples were dying one after another, Zhao Kuncai breathed a sigh of relief and tiredly beat his horse forward. At this time, it has been about three days since the night battle of Zhongnan Mountain. At that time, Zhao Kun saw that things were not good, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to gradually retreat. Although he suffered heavy casualties, he finally retreated into the hall of the concept of immortality.

In Zhao Kun's concept of immortality, there are all kinds of materials, in addition to medicinal materials and food, there are also armor blades, and there is also black powder made when he climbed the technology tree before.

These gunpowders were actually buried in the key places in the Immortal Temple, and Zhao Kun instructed Guo Yan to fight and retreat, and when the people of the Star Palace entered, they fired the so-called thunder fire. Although the killing effect is not good because of the quantity and quality problems, it is finally blocked, and there is barely a chance to breathe.

In the end, everyone fought and retreated, and set fire to the temple, so that they were able to retreat into the main hall. Under the main hall, there is a quiet room connecting the secret passage down the mountain - the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and Zhao Kun has already left a way to retreat.

set fire to the temple and detonated the gunpowder, and the martial arts people in the Immortal Temple finally ran out. It's just that the number of people is less than one-third of what they were before the war, and the latter is even more dead, and Guo Yan was also hit by his own dragon descending palm and was seriously injured.

However, the Star Palace pursued very quickly, and soon discovered the whereabouts of the group - Zhao Kun suspected that there were still moles among them. Seeing this, Zhao Kun simply proposed that everyone act separately. And because of him, he took the initiative to lead away the pursuers, and everyone fled separately. The original people in the concept of longevity were simply entrusted to the beggar gang. If he didn't die, Zhao Kun would go to the helm of the beggar gang in Bianliang City to join him.

In fact, Zhao Kun dared to act alone, and he relied on it. It's not just the pistol, but he received a message from the silver key in the secret passage, the mission is complete, and he can return to the real world......

Zhao Kun was not in a hurry to leave.

Speaking of martial arts, he has collected a lot, and many of them are very clever. He also has several mysterious items that have causal connections to other worlds, which can be used as a guide when entering the dream realm next year. In the past few years, he has also been safe and sound, not injured or disabled...... If he hadn't suffered such a big loss at the hands of Star Palace, he would have left a long time ago.

It's just that this time he was pitted too badly, and Zhao Kun was deeply resentful, so he didn't want to leave. The Star Palace not only destroyed the Immortal Concept this time, but also hit a lot of martial arts forces in one fell swoop, although he didn't know what the mysterious Star Palace Palace Master wanted to do, but Zhao Kun felt that he had lost a lot.

Thinking about it, it is difficult to calm down in the end. Zhao Kun was ruthless in his heart, he had to be circling for a while, and he had to pit him once. Anyway, you can leave at any time after completing your mission.

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A dozen wisps of smoke rose in the morning light, bypassing a cluster of houses. Zhao Kun, who had already lost his direction and even snatched the horse from the disciples of the Star Palace, hurriedly urged the horse forward.

Years of war, the people's life is very hard, a few days ago the river festival made Li Shouzhen rebel, according to the Tongguan, proclaimed himself the king of Qin, but also caused another military disaster, cut off traffic.

In this case, the land of Sanqin is ten rooms and nine empty, and there can be dozens of wisps of cooking smoke, it must be a big town in the past.

A few wisps of smoke rose in the morning light, and the river skirted around a cluster of houses like a jade ribbon. Years of war and turmoil have caused the people to live in great hardship

Zhao Kun hit the horse into the town and called a townsman to stop it, only to know that the place was called Linhe. Although there are not many people, it is the largest town within a radius of 100 miles. This place is the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and it was still a large area of farmland a few decades ago, but now the war is connected, and the residents who have settled here have been ten rooms and nine empty, and the fertile land has become a wasteland.

Zhao Kun, who was tired and hungry, simply broke into a family that looked relatively wealthy, intending to take some dry food to satisfy his hunger, and then leave some silver taels.

- There is still some water and compressed biscuits in the space of the silver key, but the future of this trip is uncertain.

Devoured four sorghum buns, Zhao Kun was still not full -- the heroes didn't use sorghum to feed the livestock, which was the most unnutritious grain -- but was hurt by the coarse grain, and he was a little choked when he ate it, and saw that there were still some black wild vegetables on the stove, and he couldn't care about much, so he took them all and drank them. After barely having some food to eat, he drank some more water and took a breath before leaving about five taels of silver for the trembling people on the side.

Out of the door, Zhao Kun looked at the horses again and worried. If it is a long journey, such a delicate thing as a horse is not faster than a man—it is not a matter of horsepower. And how picky it eats, if it eats wrong, it will have to lose weight, which makes Zhao Kun worried.

After walking around the town with the horse for a while, Zhao Kun, who was about to look for bean cakes and forage, raised his head, but saw several men in red walking slowly from the end of the long street. He hurriedly turned around, feeling depressed, but sure enough, he saw several yellow-clothed people behind him, also holding blades and pressing forward step by step.

Then more than a dozen figures poured out of the walls on both sides, and the first woman was petite, and it was the Tutang incense master Qingchen who had fought last night.

- Well, these don't need to consider the supply of horses, and it's two things to say that people can't go out or not!

The man in yellow at the top of the wall stretched out his arms, but what he held in his hand was a moth eyebrow thorn, condescending, stabbing straight at Zhao Kun, and even pointing directly at the vital points around him, his throat, ****, which made people scold in his heart. Zhao Kun raised his breath and turned over, avoiding the moth eyebrow thorn, and landed on the wall. handed over two moves and stabbed him to death with a sword.

But this battle was delayed, and the people in the Star Palace around him had already surrounded him in the middle, Light Dust and Flame were pressing along the wall at one end of each end, and Boulder and Mengblaze stood on both sides, and the surrounding seven, yellow, eight, and red fifteen gangs formed a circle.

Zhao Kun sighed, this is trouble. You can't escape, you may not be able to fight if you fight, and you don't need to mention that you can't be caught, if you fall into the hands of others, you may not be able to take the opportunity to take revenge.

The cold light flashed, Zhao Kun faced the blazing copper hammer with a sword, and the light dust lancet behind him took the opportunity to approach, and there were iron shields of boulders and fierce thick-backed machetes on both sides.

The flames roared, and the copper hammer slashed a yellow shadow and slammed down. Zhao Kun's sword light shook, taking advantage of the situation to change, the whole person was weak, and flew backwards as if stirred up by the hammer wind, and the sword stabbed Qingchen on the shoulder with his backhand. Qingchen is pretty, and the lancet in his hand is less than three fingers wide and only one foot long, like a child's toy.

Seeing the sword stabbing at her, she leaned at the waist, and the lancet slashed out like lightning, but she didn't give an inch. The swords intersected, Zhao Kun originally intended to rely on the edge of the sword to cut off her blade, who knows, Qingchen knew that Yuyangzi's sword was powerful, and the move was not old, the wrist was drawn in a semicircle, and the blade walked quickly, and it was separated from the blade with one touch.

And Zhao Kun was surrounded by big enemies at this time, and he was about to take advantage of the situation to approach, when the wind behind his head tightened, it was the copper hammer of the flame that arrived.