The five of them did not dare to slack off and entered the house in person. Zhang Shaoying had already fainted to death with blood spurting from his mouth, and he couldn't be saved when he saw it. Qingyou was already out of breath by the aftershocks of this palm. The five men carried the man out, and the two looked at it. Shang Fang said: "Even if their bodies are dead, it is useful, you can show them." A few people bowed down and led yes.

The three formations had been fighting fiercely for an hour and a half at this time, and the huge consumption made everyone unbearable. Although eleven people were killed by them, if they were to relax their minds, they would immediately be killed. The fierce battle caused a large loss of water in the body, especially Mu Qiubai's time, there was red blood in the qi blade, and the three of them were struggling to support it. So many masters have been besieging for so long and not declining, and everyone admires these three people. The close union, without a single mistake for an hour and a half, such a formation is indeed amazing. Everyone began to see the power of the formation, and there were so many of them besieging the three of them, but everyone was so wasted that they fell. So everyone's efforts were just suppressed, and they passed by with one blow, and they didn't have the charm of Mu Qiubai and the three of them who were closely connected and at will. In the distance, two masters led a group of disciples to carry the quiet corpse over, and Mu Qiubai and the others were besieged by many people, and they had no time. The crowd got out of the way, put down the stretcherboard, and lay down on it quietly. At this moment, Mu Qiubai saw it, and his mind was blank in an uproar, and the huge devouring force lifted the three of them away. Fortunately, Chongyao, Wei Xiu's martial arts are above Mu Qiubai, Mu Qiubai was relieved, and the two of them were already aware of it, and they rushed into Mu Qiubai's body, and finally saved Mu Qiubai's life, and the three of them were also seriously injured, spit blood, and fell to the ground. Mu Qiubai couldn't help vomiting blood and stared at the quiet corpse. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and my whole body twitched. Frightened. He knew why Qingyou died here, he knew her heart, but he had just touched the warmth of love, and it was all too short. Although Mu Qiubai is in his fifties, he is just a man who has just fallen in love. Mu Qiubai was so seriously injured that he was unable to stand. Suddenly trying his best to crawl towards the tranquility, his eyes like dead ashes.

Xue Li was also injured and was sitting on the sidelines to breathe, motioning to carry the quiet body over. Seeing that the tranquility was getting closer and closer, Mu Qiubai suddenly realized that there was no better thing in this world than being closer to his lover. Mu Qiubai propped himself up, trembling and caressing his quiet face. At this moment, Mu Qiubai tasted the unforgettable pain of losing his beloved, he couldn't calm down, he couldn't believe that it was true. In this life, they have always killed others, and this time others killed them. Mu Qiubai suddenly hugged Qingyou and cried bitterly. They've been utterly defeated. The current Mu Qiubai is no longer the sect master of the Northern Sect of the Dark Flower Stream, just a man who has lost his beloved. When a person dies, it is like falling asleep, peaceful, without breathing, without a heartbeat, just an empty shell. As the head of a sect, he has nothing above ten thousand. It was always others who begged him. At this moment, Mu Qiubai could only beg God to let a miracle happen, helpless. Begging, trembling, had completely crushed the man. Chongyao and Wei Xiu both sat on the ground pranayama, no one disturbed them, and there was no need to disturb them, they had already lost. If someone comes forward now and hacks them to death. They don't dodge at all, they don't blink an eye.

In the past, such despicable acts would have been despised by the warriors. All this will be attributed to Chen Tanqiu, who changed the concept of people in the rivers and lakes, and also influenced martial arts. Fighting is fighting. Formal challenges, anything that can be used as an assault weapon. You can't say the difference between a dagger and a spear, you can only say that you are not good at learning. One poisons the other and the other fights, and the poisoning of the boxing victims, it can only be said that you are inexperienced, so that the way of martial arts can be more complicated and more challenging. The formal challenge is only won or lost, and there is no difference between life and death. Even if there is life and death, it is a personal grudge. Frankly and openly resolve grievances, justice and justice distinguish winners and losers, and every person in the martial arts yearns for the courage.

Xue Li stood up and sighed, "You are defeated. Chongyao, Wei Xiu nodded and said, "We are defeated." Xue Li said: "You will not die, but please follow me to a place." Chongyao said, "Go and listen to the hadith?" Xue Li said: "He is the great prime minister of Liao, not the emperor." Chongyao said: "Then you don't have to. After that, he and Wei Xiu both stopped and vomited blood. Xue Li said: "I know that you would rather die than go, if you take your corpse back, all this will be meaningless." Chongyao, Wei Xiu raised his head, deeply surprised.

Ji Lingshuang had four people here, and there were more than sixty masters who besieged them, and at this time they lost eighteen people, and Ji Lingshuang and several people also suffered internal injuries. also saw Zhang Shaoying's body, although the four of them were seriously injured, they were not worried about their lives. Ji Lingshuang was extremely frightened, and rushed to Zhang Shaoying's side, sighed and smelled the breath, and was waiting for the luck to continue the true qi for Zhang Shaoying, when a breath of true qi was raised, the internal injury was a little heavier, and he vomited blood. Ji Lingshuang only felt that her hands and feet were cold, she had never been so surprised in her life, he knew why Zhang Shaoying came back. The sharp pain in her heart made her muscles bulge, and she hugged Zhang Shaoying and cried. She had just tasted the pain of losing her beloved, and this time it was stronger and more unforgettable than the previous three times. Ji Lingshuang looked at Gao Zheng and said in a trembling voice, "Take me to see your prime minister." Gao Zheng said slowly: "You admit defeat?" Ji Lingshuang said: "Yes." Gao Zheng looked at the Spirit Girl and the Ice Fairy again, and all three of them admitted defeat. Gao Zheng touched Zhang Shaoying's pulse and said, "Even immortals can't be saved." Ji Lingshuang said angrily: "Take his true anger." Gao Zhengdao: "He was injured in front of him, his sternum was shattered, and he was also a cripple even if he was saved." Ji Lingshuang's face turned pale, and he said coldly: "I won't give up, if he dies, my Zongheng faction will do everything to kill." Gao Zheng didn't dare to slack off, the vertical and horizontal faction responded to every call, and all the sects tried their best, such an appeal is for the bowl, even the emperor has no chance of surviving, and if there is anyone in the world who can save Zhang Shaoying, I am afraid that there is only the prime minister. But Gao Zheng knows very well that Zhang Shaoying has little hope of surviving. Zhang Shaoying's chest was severely injured, and his true qi could no longer run. The premise now is that Zhang Shaoying can keep angry on the road and can hold out to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Lin Kui, Wei Ye, Chen Dao, and Zhong Fang are known as the four masters of the Hidden Sect. This time the leader of the siege was Xiao Yue, a woman, who was actually the Xiao royal family, ranked ninth in the Hundred Battles Wheel Dao, and the only Liao person in the top ten. She is in her sixties, and she is not old thanks to the nourishment of the Bodhi fruit. She never made a move, because as soon as she did, these four people would be defeated. But she wanted to see the strength of these people, which was beneficial to her martial arts. At this time, the disciple sent the news, Xiao Yue shouted: "The other two formations have been defeated, do you still want to fight?" People like Xiao Yue didn't have to doubt her words at all, every master who could rank into the Hundred Battles Debate knew that although it was not a formal challenge, each of them was following the rules. There are no rules for a hundred battles, but everyone who joins wants to use their own strength to defeat every opponent with integrity, there are no grievances here, no emotion, only victory and defeat. It is a desirable faith, and everyone is willing to be driven by it, even to the point of giving their lives for it.

In the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Nuoda, more than 2,300 corpses were placed on a stretcher board in the west. Han Derang each of them washed their bodies, put on brand new clothes, and wrapped them in the military flag of the Liao State, so it is not surprising that so many people were willing to die for him. On the east side, there were more than 130 corpses, and each of them had also wiped their bodies and put on the most beautiful and elegant robes of the Han people. When Zhang Shaoying was sent back by Gao Zheng, Han Derang was sitting in the main hall playing chess with Yelu Nugua, the prime minister of Nanfu. There are more than thirty masters standing in His Highness, and everyone here is ranked before a hundred, and this is only the inner courtyard, and there are a total of one hundred and one masters guarding the Prime Minister's Mansion. It's a simple number, but it's not all possible to put it together, and that in itself requires a lot of courage rather than money. The chamberlain brought the long table, Gao Zheng put Zhang Shaoying on it, and Han Derang looked at it. He hadn't seen Zhang Shaoying, but he had seen his portrait. Everyone was surprised why Han Derang left the chess game to look at such an insignificant person without asking anything. The prime minister never put down the chess pieces in his hand when he played chess, except for Empress Xiao, even Emperor Yelu consciously waited outside. Especially Zhang Shaoying's sternum collapsed, his anger is like a gossamer, although the prime minister's medical skills are clever, no one believes that he can survive if he is injured like this.

The chamberlain took the medicine box, and Han Derang also knew that he couldn't save it, but he still had to save it, he was the kind of master who pursued artistic conception. Although he does not belong to the Hundred Battles Theory, he is familiar with everyone in the Hundred Battles Theory, especially the Zongheng faction. Ji Lingshuang actually asked him to save him, he must know that he has such an ability. He only knows how to save as much as he can, and he doesn't care about the life he can't save or not. Ji Lingshuang struggled to breathe on the carriage, and the maid in the courtyard helped her in. She didn't make noise, she didn't cry, she went to the chair and sat down. The people in the back came into the house one after another, and they were greeted by maids, and the waiters moved to the desk and laid the ground. There is an order in the huge Tongming Palace, the battle is over, although the defeated people can do it, they would rather die than do it again, it is a shame, and it is also a stain on their identity. Everyone was pranayama after sitting down, and the best tea, the best wine, the best Jinchuang medicine, the best maid bandaging, and the latest Hanfu were placed on the table. In addition to Ji Lingshuang's heavy breathing in the hall, only the sound of the clothes was left. Han Derang stripped Zhang Shaoying's clothes, cut Zhang Shaoying's chest, sucked out the bruises with internal force, and cleaned up the broken bones. Zhang Shaoying was already angry, and she was already out of breath at this time. (To be continued......)