The voice behind him was really timely.

Zhao Zheng's appearance made Yang Zhi temporarily relieved.

However, this hands-on man in white really made Yang Zhi's heart very unhappy.

I don't even know who the hell you are, and you're going to kill yourself when you suddenly come out.

However, at that moment just now, Yang Zhi's whole body was indeed tense, which was a dangerous signal.

Originally, Yang Zhi didn't want to participate in these people's, but Zhao Zheng stood up to help, this was to tie him together!

None of these people from royal families are simple.

Regardless of whether Zhao Zheng really wants to pull himself onto his chariot by doing this, just from the eyes of his investors, he is really impatient.

The man in white is the East Palace warrior from the capital, Mr. Zhu.

Mr. Zhu was already about to give Yang Zhi a ride, but the sudden appearance of Zhao Zheng made his expression change.

Master!

This is Mr. Zhu's first feeling, a person who can be calm and comfortable under his qi, and his martial arts cultivation is definitely not below him.

Mr. Zhu is less than thirty years old, and he is already an eighth-rank martial artist, and in the prince's mansion, except for the quasi-grandmaster-level masters who secretly protect His Royal Highness the prince, he can rank in the top three.

Otherwise, how could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dasheng rest assured that he would deal with such a big matter in Daizhou City.

Don't think that there are many eight-rank masters, this can already be regarded as the pillar of a martial arts sect.

Originally, when he heard about Yang Zhi, he was curious, Yang Zhi was only a teenager a few years ago, and he was already a seventh-rank martial artist at that time, so he thought that the current Yang Zhi should also be an eight-rank martial artist.

For a martial artist, encountering an opponent of equal strength is something that can be met but not sought.

This is also the reason why Mr. Zhu wanted to meet Yang Zhi in person, but he didn't expect Yang Zhi to be a waste, but let him meet another master.

So at this moment, Mr. Zhu gave up Yang Zhi and went straight to Zhao Zheng.

Moreover, Mr. Zhu drew his sword, and in the face of a master of the same level, this Mr. Zhu did not dare to be careless at all.

A slight sword sound sounded, and Zhao Zheng also felt a strong sword aura.

The staggered figures of the two of them can dazzle the thugs on the side, these people who have poor cultivation are ordinary martial artists, where have they seen the battle of the eight-rank master.

In the audience, only Yang Zhi could clearly see their moves.

Even the sixth-rank martial artist brought by Zong Yunfeng could only see one and a half moves.

As for Zong Yunfeng and Luo Cheng, the two could only look at the masters of the battle with envy.

Yang Zhi walked to the side of the steps and sat down, and at this time he was about to pack melon seeds and peanuts.

The melon-eating group is the most enthusiastic group of people in any era.

Yang Zhi watched it with relish, but in his eyes, the white-clothed swordsman was not Zhao Zheng's opponent at all.

Zhao Zheng is bare-handed, and Yang Zhi has seen it once before, Zhao Zheng's weapon is a long knife, if he had a knife in his hand, the man in white would have lost a long time ago.

However, Zhao Zheng definitely didn't dare to expose his weapon, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Is this the Eight Rank Martial Artist?

In Yang Zhi's heart, he finally had an understanding of the strength of the martial artists in this world.

The strength of the eighth-rank martial artist is already so terrifying, if it is a nine-rank martial artist, what about those few strong grandmasters?

If the grandmaster does not come out, the nine-rank martial artist is the ceiling of this world.

The key is that the Nine Rank Martial Artists are not so easy to see, they are all masters who can open a sect, or they are worshiped by the major families, and there is no Nine Rank Martial Artist in the entire Daizhou.

Yang Zhi was also very relieved at this time, the internal force in his body was all left by the original owner.

And according to his estimates, it should probably not be low.

It's just that he has no memory, so he has no martial arts, to put it bluntly, he has an empty internal force, and there are no martial arts moves.

I don't know if Yang Zhi used a knife or a sword in the past.

However, according to the understanding during this time, Yang Zhi probably knew that most of the warriors of the Dasheng Dynasty liked to use swords, and only a few of them could use swords, and as for other weapons, there were even fewer.

Zhao Zheng, who has no weapons, can only fight with the man in white.

Yang Zhi could see that Zhao Zheng did not do his best.

That's right, people like Zhao Zheng will definitely have hole cards and must keep a hand.

"Haha..."

Mr. Zhu put away his sword and stepped aside, laughing loudly.

"I didn't expect that this Daizhou City would hide a master like you."

Zhao Zheng didn't do it again, he didn't want to be targeted by an eight-rank martial artist, although he was not afraid, but there was no need.

In addition to his martial arts, Mr. Zhu is also a strategist of the East Palace, and his eyes are shining at this time.

"Borrow a step to speak!"

Mr. Zhu took the lead to step aside, Zhao Zheng glanced at Yang Zhi, and then followed.

Yang Zhi looked at the situation of these two people, eighty percent of them wanted to hook up together, not to slip away at this time, but when.

Zong Yunfeng and Luo Cheng didn't know the relationship between Yang Zhi and Zhao Zheng, and they didn't dare to catch up, so they could only watch him leave.

What happened today is really wonderful for Yang Zhi.

first saw a chase and rescue in the rain, and then met Zhao Zheng, the prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Then I met a master who was almost at the same level as Zhao Zheng, and there was a fragrant scene with Wu Qianqian halfway.

After returning to the inn, Uncle Chen had not returned.

Because tomorrow the army of the Western Zhou Dynasty will come to the city, there are not many people living in the inn, and most of them have fled from the city.

Yang Zhi, who was originally going to stay in Daizhou City to fish in troubled waters, had some other ideas at this time.

In this generation, there is the prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty, as well as a white-clothed master with a mysterious origin.

The white-clothed master is with Luo Cheng, and this person makes Yang Zhi very unhappy, and he wants to kill himself when they meet for the first time.

A person who wants to kill himself still knows Luo Cheng, Yang Zhi doesn't dare to be careless.

If you are not afraid that the thief will not come, you are afraid that the thief will remember.

This day can be regarded as thrilling, after dark, there are still people in Daizhou City who are constantly leaving through the city gate.

Forty miles outside the city, 100,000 troops of the Western Zhou Dynasty were already stationed.

The soldiers of Daizhou and the remaining 20,000 tiger guards have been assigned to guard the city wall to avoid the night attack of the Western Zhou army.

The Metropolitan Governor's Mansion is brightly lit!

Unlike the Assassin's Mansion, there was no tension in the Governor's Mansion.

As the general of Zhengsanpin and the Marquis of Zhenxi, Sima Tao is less than forty years old, and it can be said that he has a bright future.

At this time, Sima Tao sat in the middle hall of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion with a smile on his face.

Below him, sitting on the left and on the right are Luo Wei and Zhang Biao.

Chen Quan has been eliminated by him, and it can be said that today's Daizhou Huwei is his Yiyantang.

Luo Wei and Zhang Biao are both Sima Tao's henchmen, and they are both Sima Tao's hands, and they will definitely not fight against Sima Tao.

"General, the Western Zhou army is just outside the city, shall we fight?"