In this military camp, Zhao Peng's relatives and friends are of two kinds. One is the Zhao family martial arts man riding a white tiger, and the other is the righteous prince riding a flame flying horse.

As for that Guanlan, it is not a relative or friend.

Although the people in the Zhao family's martial arts have been poisoned by the demon blood, they still have the vajra law pattern on their bodies, and they are invulnerable to ten thousand laws, and if they want to kill the people in the Zhao family's martial arts, they will not be able to do it for a while.

Only Prince Yi has no vajra tattoo on his body!

If in normal times, the people of the Zhao family were not poisoned by the blood of the demons, and when they saw the Yin Slaughter City rushing towards Prince Yi, they would definitely catch Prince Yi by their side as soon as possible, pull Prince Yi into the bright yellow circle of the vajra pattern, and protect Prince Yi's thoughtfulness.

But at this moment, the Zhao family's martial arts people are already exhausted.

Although Zhao Wuji grabbed Prince Yi and put him on the back of the white tiger as soon as he rushed over in Yin Tu City, Yin Tu Cheng slashed at him without hesitation, and slammed the knife on the yellow light of the golden steel pattern.

Boom!

The great force that weighed like a hill came from the scimitar, bombarding the yellow light.

Zhao Wuji only felt a shock all over his body, his body trembled violently, his whole body was a little weak, and the fingers that grabbed the placket of Prince Yi's clothes were released because of this.

Poof!

Prince Yi fell to the ground and left the yellow light of the Vajra pattern.

The people of the surrounding Zhao family hurried over and wanted to cover Prince Yi with the yellow light of the gold and steel pattern.

But Yin Slaughter City was like crazy, and kept swinging the blade, knocking the surrounding Zhao family martial arts people into the air one by one!

The people of the Zhao family have the vajra law pattern to protect themselves, but the strength of the martial arts is far inferior to the Yin Slaughter City, except for Zhao Shanhe and Zhao Wuji, they are all martial artists who have not even entered the Xuanmen, how can they resist the impact of the great martial arts master? After they were knocked away by the Yin Slaughter City, although they fell to the ground unharmed, there was no one around Prince Keyi!

"Hahaha...... I heard that your name is Prince Yi?"

Yin Tu Cheng laughed coldly at Prince Yi, his palm propped up on the ground, and his body rose into the air.

His feet had already been invaded by the cold air, and then he was bombarded by Zhao Peng with the ancient martial art Cold Ice Palm, and the meridians of his legs had been frozen by the cold air derived from the ice seed lotus seed, and he couldn't move, so he could only replace his feet with his hands.

Prince Yi closed his eyes, he had already been invaded by the poison of demonic blood, and he fell asleep, and he had no sense of what was happening around him.

Boom!

A golden light blasted towards the Yin Slaughter City!

Akimitsu Dahamudra!

This is Kaneshiro's martial arts method!

The person who made the shot was Guanlan, who had been standing aside.

"Guanlan!"

Yin Tucheng's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Guanlan who was blocking in front of Prince Yi, and roared angrily: "You and I are friends and not enemies, I know that you are forced to surrender to Zhao Peng, in fact, you may not have much loyalty to Zhao Peng in your heart." Now that you have also been poisoned by the demon's blood, you only need to pretend that you are sore and unable to move, and I can behead Prince Yi under the sword, why do you want to stop me?"

When he roared, Yin Slaughter City rushed away again.

Guanlan is another bright light mudra unfolded.

Rumble!

This time, the Mingguang Mudra did not completely block the Yin Slaughter City.

Guanlan was beaten into the air and flew upside down, flying more than ten meters away.

The poison of demon blood is not trivial!

Although Guanlan has the martial arts strength of the great master of Xuanmen, and her resistance to the poison of demon blood is stronger than that of the Zhao family's martial arts who has the protection of the vajra magic pattern, but after all, she has the toxin in her body, and after two Mingguang handprints in a row, she can no longer suppress the toxin in her body, and when she falls to the ground, she no longer has the strength to stand up, so she can only turn around on the ground and face the Yin Slaughter City.

"Guanlan! Are you crazy?"

Yin Tucheng roared loudly, but the blade in his hand slashed towards the head of Prince Yi.

When the blade fell, he saw a thick mockery flashing in Guanlan's eyes not far away.

A gust of wind rushed from behind the Yin Slaughter City, and went straight to the heart of the Yin Slaughter City.

Yin Tucheng didn't care about it, he just wanted to kill Prince Yi.

Bang!

A thunderbolt and a slam down.

The multicolored thunder light bombarded the scimitar in Yin Tucheng's hand, knocking the scimitar more than a foot away, grazing the corners of Prince Yi's clothes and slashing to the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Peng had already killed, appearing a few feet behind Yin Tu City, and the pitch-black big sword slashed down.

It was no longer difficult to kill Prince Yi in Yin Tucheng's heart, so he had to raise his shield to block the blade that was slashing, and then his body fell down, his entire chest was attached to the ground, and then he used his hands instead of his feet, and he supported himself on the ground, and his body flashed away, and he distanced himself from Zhao Peng.

However, this time, the speed of Yin Slaughter City's escape was no longer comparable to the speed of his rush over to kill Prince Yi.

When people are angry, the qi and blood in their bodies will run much faster than usual.

Yin Tu Cheng was full of rage, just thinking about doing his best to kill Prince Yi, and continuously using martial arts methods, so that the qi and blood in his body ran faster, and then the frost and cold qi in his body had also spread unscrupulously in his body at a faster speed, and at this moment, his strength had been reduced to the level of a Xuanmen Grandmaster!

I don't know how many years it has been, Yin Tu City hasn't been so.

This person has been on the battlefield for a long time, and naturally understands that he is in too bad condition at the moment, which can be described as very weak, and now he has no chance to kill Zhao Peng's relatives and friends, if he doesn't want to escape from this place again, he is afraid that he will not even have a chance to survive today!

"Alas, God won't help me!"

Yin Tucheng had a hideous face, and he was extremely remorseful in his heart, and thought: "Although Zhao Peng is brave, most of the brave people are brave and unscrupulous, I should have killed Prince Nayi a long time ago, so that even if I die in the hands of Zhao Peng today, I can get rid of the wise man around Zhao Peng." With Zhao Peng's brave character, once there is no help from a wise man, he will definitely die on the battlefield one day, but now, everything has become an illusion!"

Whew!

The cold wind blows in all directions.

Zhao Peng's face was full of murderous intent, and he rushed towards the Yin Slaughter City.

Yin Tucheng no longer had the will to fight in his heart, and he had no intention of fierce fighting, so he actually rushed out of the gate of the barracks, and galloped quickly with his hands and feet, like a strange-looking beast, running desperately on the street.

Zhao Peng immediately chased out of the barracks gate.

He leaned down, his robe dragging on the ground, his long hair hanging down to the ground.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of feet is like a drum.

The heaven-level martial arts off-string arrow and the heaven-level martial arts were continuously displayed by Zhao Peng.

His whole body was tense, like a bow.

The pitch-black broadsword was carried behind by Zhao Peng.

The cold and sharp blade extended from the top of Zhao Peng's head, and the blade pointed directly at the Yin Slaughter City that was running wildly.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer!

Zhao Peng suddenly jumped up and slashed down.

This knife is like a gathering of thousands of rivers......

There was a sound of rushing rivers, which rang out from Zhao Peng's arms holding the pitch-black broadsword. This is the Xuanqi of Heaven and Earth, which converges between Zhao Peng's arms, forming a vortex of Xuanqi of Heaven and Earth, which makes the Xuanqi of Heaven and Earth roll and compress, and only then does it form the sound of wind, thunder and waves.

There are two kinds of light, cyan flame and white frost, which converge on the blade, containing but not emitting.

Roar!

A tiger shadow appeared above Zhao Peng's head.

After the blade fell, it was still blocked by the Yin Slaughter City with a shield, and it did not directly hurt the Yin Slaughter City, but it directly blasted the Yin Slaughter City with a shield and directly into the ground!

Above the pitch-black broadsword, thunder flashed.

With this knife, Zhao Peng condensed the fire of dawn and the cold qi of Xuan Bing on the blade at the same time, and then borrowed from the alchemy method of yin and yang that is contrary to thunder, attracted thunder, and bombarded the shield of Yin Slaughter City, which blasted out a gap in the ground and directly pressed Yin Slaughter City into the gap.

Rumble!

The blade slashed down again, and Yin Slaughter City raised its shield to resist, but even the shield was knocked away.

In the next instant, the blade was already across the neck of Yin Slaughter City.

The roaring sound of swords and shields wakes up the residents on both sides of the long street, and many brave people quietly opened the doors and windows to peek at what was going on outside......

"Kill my relatives and friends?"

Zhao Peng condescended, looking down at the Yin Slaughter City half-kneeling in the gap in the ground, shook his head slightly, and said, "The Rotating Turtle Bronze Banner is a great treasure. Previously, Guanlan and Dugu Shen were in my Zhaojiashan, changing the season, and stealing the Tiangu Swallow Flag, which was also a rare treasure. I originally thought that the Burning Blood Dojo with the Rotating Turtle Bronze Banner and the Tengu Swallowing Flag must be an amazing martial arts sect, and I thought that the Great Grandmaster of the Xuanmen Burning Blood Dojo must be an amazing master, and there must be a rare grandmaster demeanor in the world, but now it seems that ......"

"How does it look now, disappointed?"

Yin Tucheng's expression was gloomy, he didn't look at Zhao Peng, he closed his eyes directly, and said, "If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to say more?"

Zhao Peng asked again, "I heard that the criss-crossing knife marks on your face are related to me?"

Yin Tu Cheng opened his mouth and was about to answer.

Hiss!

A sweep of the blade.

The head of the Yin Slaughter City flew into the sky......

Immediately afterward, a cold palm print caught up with the skull, freezing it in the frost-condensed ice. Zhao Peng took out a rope from the Void Gem, tied the ice cube, and hung it on the gate of the barracks.

Immediately, Zhao Peng dragged the pitch-black broadsword behind him and walked into the gate of the barracks again.

Step by step, I walked towards the big campus.

At the end of the campus, there stood a gentle and beautiful figure dressed in white.

Huayin!

This woman is very good-looking, especially the wooden box she carries behind her, which is about the width of two palms, the thickness of a rice bowl, and the height of one person.

If it weren't for the fact that this wooden box was lying diagonally on Huayin's back, I was afraid that the wooden box would have hit the ground.

"If you don't tell me how to remove the poison of demon blood, I will kill you today!"

Zhao Peng stared at Huayin, facing such a beautiful woman, he didn't have the slightest pity for the fragrance and jade, and his tone became more and more cold, "When I set foot on the ancient road and go to your side of the martial arts world, I will definitely enter the Jianlan Sect and turn the Jianlan Sect into ashes......"

Buzzing......

The sound of a knife ringing like a brass bell rang out from the pitch-black long knife.

Zhao Peng slowly raised the pitch-black long knife.

The blade is directed at Huayin!

Previously, Yin Tu City asked Huayin to block Zhao Peng, although Huayin entered the broken house, but only blocked Zhao Peng for a moment, and Zhao Peng killed back to Prince Yi's side. Now, around this big school field, the only foreign master who can fight with Zhao Peng is Huayin.