Yanzhao junction.

The sun sets over the long river, and the desert is lonely.

"Xianmen, Xianmen! Only by worshipping the immortal gate of Yan Kingdom can I escape this catastrophe and avenge the thirty-seven members of the Zhu family. ”

"Bang!"

Zhu Wuxian smashed his fist on the saddle, the leather armor on his body was already tattered, and he lay on the horse's back, turning his head to look behind him.

A long smoke rose not far behind, and a group of soldiers with guns and knives also rode horses, closely chasing Zhu Wuxian.

These are all forbidden troops who were specially transferred from the capital, and they hid outside the Zhenbei Wangfu for a few months, in order to destroy the Zhenbei Wangfu, which is known as an iron gun to hit half of the Zhao State, and Zhu Jia.

The three generations of the Zhu family fought the border for the royal family of Zhao and guarded the border. Unexpectedly, as soon as the new emperor ascended the throne, he ended up with a death of all the people.

The new emperor of Zhao ascended the throne, and the king of Zhenbei, Zhu Jianghai, entered Beijing to meet the new emperor, but was killed by the design of the dog emperor. As soon as the king of Zhenbei died, the new emperor had no scruples, and the people of the Xianmen of Zhao State killed the king of the north from Kyoto with a sword.

As soon as the immortal sword arrived, the forbidden army of the capital that had been ambushed outside the Zhenbei Wangfu for several months entered the Zhenbei Wangfu together.

"The king of Zhenbei entered Beijing without an edict, intending to rebel, and was ordered by the king to destroy the Zhu family."

Zhu Wuxian watched his father's head being casually still on the ground by the immortals, his eyes wide open, and he didn't bat at death.

The Zhu family fought desperately to the death, so that the only son of the king of Zhenbei escaped. However, Zhu Wuxian was also bitten by the forbidden army, this is the third day of chasing and fleeing, and the good horse that travels thousands of miles a day under his crotch has also been exhausted.

"Major General, this must be the collusion between the royal family of Zhao and Xianmen to destroy our Zhenbei Palace. After you escape, go and worship the Yan Kingdom Immortal Gate, the Yan Kingdom and the Zhao Kingdom have been at odds since ancient times, and only by worshipping the Yan Kingdom Immortal Gate can we avenge us......"

"Uncle Wang......"

"Whoosh!"

The sharp arrow struck, shattering the memory of Zhu Wuxian, and slashed through his ear, leaving a bloody mark on his cheek.

"Kill the traitor."

There was a burst of shouting from the chasing horse team.

Zhu Wuxian continued to gallop and rise with the horse, calmly turned around, and felt the only arrow left in the quiver with his right hand, waiting for the opportunity to find the archer just now, and he turned out.

Zhu Wuxian has been in the army since he was a child, and he has been fighting since he was a teenager, so he naturally knows what it means to be an accurate archer.

Suddenly, a cyan sharp aura rose from the yellow smoke raised by the horse's hooves.

The yellow smoke is frivolous, fluttering with the wind, and the cyan sharp qi is directly inserted into the yellow smoke, standing still and very conspicuous.

"Immortals? The immortal was not killed by Uncle Wang, how could he still be alive? ”

Zhu Wuxian held the reins firmly in his hand and saw the immortals who were clustered in the middle of the horse team.

Dressed in white clothes, he couldn't see his true colors, covering his chest, his face twisted together, and coughing up blood from time to time covering his mouth and nose.

Not dead? Seriously injured?!

He couldn't even fly, he could only ride a horse, and it seemed that he was not far from death.

Zhu Wuxian looked at the immortal who was jolting on the horseback, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, this immortal was obviously hurt to the heart, and then after the horse's bump, his strength was not one in ten.

Holding the horse's belly between his legs, he stood up from his horse without injury.

The cyan sharp qi shot towards Zhu Wuxian, piercing through the long yellow smoke, unstoppable.

Zhu Wuxian was already ready, standing on the back of the horse and turning around, twisting his waist, the steel spear flashing cold and rushing towards the cyan sharp qi.

"Bang!"

The cyan sharp qi dissipated, and the steel spear was inserted diagonally into the yellow sand.

"Huh?"

Zhu Wuxian's eyes flashed with joy, the immortal was seriously injured, and even my shot couldn't break it.

Zhu Wuxian, who was originally going to continue to run for his life, reached out and touched the quiver behind his back.

"Chasing the clouds."

The horse under the crotch sensed Zhu Wuwu's intention, turned the direction, turned the horse's head diagonally, and ran towards the side of the immortal.

Zhu was uninjured and took the arrow, turned over and hid on the side of the horse's back, staring closely at the immortal through the constantly galloping horse's legs.

Seeing that Zhu Wuxian changed direction, the chasing horse team also divided into two teams and came towards Zhu Wuxian.

"It's now!"

The two teams separated, and the immortals who were originally surrounded in the middle were exposed, wishing no injuries and opening their bows, and aiming the arrows at the immortals who were coughing up blood with their mouths and noses.

The bowstring shook slightly, and I didn't want to look at it without injury, driving the cloud-chasing horse to run towards the place where the steel gun fell.

I wish you no injuries in the northern border army, known as the bow and gun, an arrow is out, you don't need to look at it again, you will be hit!

The expected golden light of the protective body did not appear, and the arrow was in the middle of the immortal's chest, and the white shirt, which had not been able to see its true color, was immediately stained red with blood and fell off the horse's back.

Zhu Wuxian lowered his body, pulled out the steel gun, and rushed towards the archer just now.

The immortal died, and the cavalry divided into two teams rushed towards Zhu Wuxian like crazy, and the immortal died, if Zhu Wuxian's head could not be brought back, I am afraid that they would not survive.

The two teams flanked, wishing no injuries to speed up the horses, catching up with the first team, brandishing steel guns to shoot down the arrows that came from them.

In an instant, he had already rushed to the front, and the steel spear was raised, and in a staggered moment, it poked out towards the archer, steady and ruthless.

Pierce the archer directly.

The spear carried the archer away from the horse, wishing no injuries and staggering with the cavalry, with a few more scars on his body.

The two cavalry merged into one and rushed towards Zhu Wuxian again.

Zhu Wuxian shook off the archers on the steel spears and rushed towards the cavalry.

Staggered again, another cavalryman was stabbed through, and Zhu Wushu received a few more wounds on his body.

Constantly staggered, the cavalry became fewer and fewer, and Zhu Wuxian suffered more and more injuries on his body.

The ground was full of pursuers who had been killed by Zhu Wuxian, and everyone had a big hole in their chests, and they were bleeding.

"Whew, whew."

Zhu Wuwu breathed heavily, after such a long time of fighting, both he and the cloud-chasing horse under his crotch had reached the limit.

There were only a few people left on the other side, and they had also reached their limit.

Zhu Wuwu swallowed his saliva and tiredly urged the chasing horse, the speed of the chasing horse had slowed down, but it was still trotting forward.

"Da, da, da."

Several horsemen clashed, wishing no injury to the spear sweeping, and swept off the horses that came side by side.

"Plop."

I wish to be uninjured and exhausted by the heavy spear and dismount.

He took out a knife from his waist and stabbed it in the throat before the cavalryman who had fallen off his horse could react.

Blood gushed out, and several horsemen fell weakly.

"Whew, whew."

Zhu Wuxian sat on the ground, watching the red sunset gradually disappear, and the desolate desert was soon shrouded in darkness.

Chasing Yuntong's humanity came to Zhu Wuxian's side, and gently arched his master with his bloody head.

Suddenly, a shout came, and the firelight lined up in a long dragon and marched towards it, and there were several crimson figures lingering on top of the firelight dragon.

Pursuers? Immortals?

There are chasing soldiers searching below, there are immortals in the sky, plus the strange immortal methods of the immortals, if you are not careful, you will end up here.

Zhu Wuxian's pupils shrank, and he struggled to get up from the ground, caressing Chaiyun's neck affectionately.

"Ma'er, I'm afraid we can't be together this time, you can run for your life by yourself."

Picking up a corpse from the ground, hunched on Chaiyun's back, Zhu Wuxian patted the horse's buttocks gently, and Chaiyun ran sensibly into the distance.

Zhu Wushu picked up the spear and waist knife, glanced at the fire dragon deeply, and walked towards the border of Yan Kingdom in the dark.

These immortals are from the Zhao State Immortal Gate, and if they want to avenge the Zhenbei Palace, they can only worship the Yan State Immortal Gate, which is not in harmony with the Zhao State.

Only in this way can you live.