The sturdy monk who was replying to pranayama on the side saw that the cardinal was slighted, and shouted that it was terrible, and he couldn't delay any longer, so he let Jiang Zheng's big lewd thief do anything wrong, broke off his drink, and killed him with a stick.

"Whore, let go of the Cardinal Girl!" On the other side, a man in a hat and a black suit who had already solved the opponent in front of him, holding two daggers in his hands, leaned forward and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Zheng unhurriedly put the cardinal aside and let it lie down, before he drew his knife with a smile and attacked the enemy.

Jiang Zheng's successive actions couldn't help but surprise people, this fat-headed and big-eared rough man was so thick and fine, at first he was standing up to the enemy, this time he was afraid of accidentally hurting the cardinal, but he took the initiative to meet the two people who attacked him, if he didn't know the relationship, he would have thought that the cardinal was his precious daughter-in-law.

The first thing to fight together was the confrontation between the wild bull and the fat pig, and in the sound of the collision of the strong monk's round dance stick and Jiang Zheng's pumping knife, the black figure also stirred into it.

The man in black seems to be better at physical fighting, almost attacking Jiang Zheng's body, and the double dagger in his hand is even more unpredictable.

Jiang Zheng was one enemy and two enemies, but he did not fall behind at all, running his internal strength, while being tough and rigid with the strong monk, while exerting the effect of thick skin and thick flesh to resist the invasion of the dagger.

The dust was flying, and the fierce fighting between the three of them had passed for a long time, but there was still no intention of stopping.

It was all a hard-fought fight, and the sturdy monk had an excessive outbreak earlier, and this time his hands were already faintly painful, and his face was worried.

The man in black has a sad face, since the confrontation between the two sides, it is the strong monk who is fighting hard with Jiang Zheng as the main force, and he has attracted most of the firepower, he doesn't need to pay too much attention to defense at all, but he is attacking with all his might, but whether it is bombarding or sketching with a double dagger, he can't get Jiang Zheng's flesh and blood half a point, not to mention his punch or knee attack, for Jiang Zheng, it is just a fist and an embroidered leg.

A long sword that pierced into the middle of the ground less than a zhang away from the fierce fighting circle of the three of them gradually glowed with white light at this time, and a formation diagram slowly appeared on the ground centered on it.

"Get out of the way!" the unquestionable voice sounded in the ears of the trio.

The three of them did not hesitate, and almost at the same time made the movement of stepping back and scattering the battle circle, but the fat-headed and big-eared figure showed a slight stagnation.

Jiang Zheng instantly realized that this was the method of the acupoint in the air, and immediately rushed to unlock the acupoint, but in front of him was the disillusionment of white light, Rao is invulnerable like him, but at this time, he couldn't help but be a little dizzy.

"Up!" Before the other two voices sounded, almost at the same time as the Death Gate formation exploded, they had already set off and attacked Jiang Zheng again.

In a moment of trance, Jiang Zheng had lost the opportunity, and after settling down, two figures and a sword qi had already been killed.

The sturdy monk's big stick swept straight at Jiang Zheng's head, and the man in black locked his double dagger directly on Jiang Zheng's neck, and the ice soul sword qi glowing with light blue light shot at Jiang Zheng's heart.

"Hey!"

After all, the two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands, under the control of Jiang Yichen's ring after ring of the awakened moves, no matter how strong Jiang Zheng's strength is, it is difficult to block this round of offsets, the ice soul sword qi was blocked by him, but it also froze his strain movements, and his head only had time to shrink, which was able to avoid the big stick, but the neck was damaged, and a hole was cut by the double dagger, and blood splattered out.

"Hah!" shouted angrily.

Jiang Zheng was horrified in his heart, and the energy in his body instantly burst out, blowing up the two closest people.

The two of them were swept by this energy, the blood in their chests surged, and their breath was scattered, and it was difficult to get up and fight each other.

Jiang Zheng, who has always been calm and relaxed, always has a hippie smile, but at this moment, his face is pale and his expression is stiff. Tap the neck meridians to stop the blood flow, then wipe the blood from the neck, close your lips tightly, and lock the sword-wielding boy in front of you without taking your eyes off it.

Jiang Zheng didn't move an inch, and from three feet away, Jiang Yichen could already feel the full murderous aura rushing towards his face.

Three feet away, but I saw that the fat body appeared in front of me in an instant, and he had already slashed with a knife!

Jiang Yichen was also ready for a long time, raising his sword to meet the attack.

After being in a coma for a while, he was injected with some true qi by the cardinal, and he was really rested enough, and although Jiang Zheng was in a state of rage, the fierce fight with the two of them before was not without consumption, at this time, Jiang Yichen, who was full of energy, seemed to be more than comfortable with Jiang Zheng, relying on his agile pace to dodge and avoid the strong attack, even if he couldn't dodge, he could also use the tenacity of the finger twisting to unload a lot of strength from the knife, and the homeopathic backbow swing sword also brought Jiang Zheng a lot of trouble.

After dozens of rounds, Jiang Yichen, who mainly dodges, has limited consumption, and Jiang Zheng is no longer able to control the hara between the corners of his mouth, let it spill, his physical strength gradually fades, and he loses patience.

After this period of effort, the battle situation on the other side has already come to an end, among the nine people, except for the first two who were seriously injured and lay on the side, the cardinal who was scared to faint, and the sturdy monk and the man in black who fought hard, the remaining four people had already dealt with the remaining minions and came to Jiang Zheng's side.

The situation was not good, Jiang Zheng couldn't care if Jiang Yichen would be on guard against his previous moves, so he could only give it a go.

A slash was avoided by Jiang Yichen sideways, and then the old trick was repeated, focusing all his strength on his shoulders, rushing towards Jiang Yichen's body, only by killing this young man could Jiang Zheng's hatred be relieved, and he would consider retreating.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, Jiang Yichen is obviously very alert this time, and while avoiding the knife sideways, he also leaves enough space for himself to shake off Jiang Zheng's collision.

Jiang Zheng's technique is more than that, he did not hit the top, nor was he discouraged, he held the knife with both hands, rotated his body with the trend, and operated his internal strength to the extreme, driving the surrounding breath, and the wind slashed the momentum, almost sucking Jiang Yichen into the rotating whirlpool, shattering and strangling!

Jiang Yichen reflexively struck a meteor in order to get out of the blade whirlwind as quickly as possible, but how could Jiang Zheng, who was red-eyed, easily let him go, following him like a shadow.

Jiang Zheng's wind slash was aggressive, making Jiang Yichen tired of escaping, and finally the emperor lived up to his ruthlessness, Jiang Yichen panicked for a while, and after blocking the wind slash with his fingers, he was knocked out, Jiang Yichen lost his weapon, stumbled and fell backwards!

Jiang Zheng was overjoyed when he saw this, stopped the wind slashing, raised his toes, and looked condescendingly at Jiang Yichen who was sitting on the ground, but he missed the only chance to put him to death when he delayed like this.

I saw that the corners of Jiang Yichen's mouth were lightly raised, as if he had succeeded in his trick.

Seeing at his feet, it was still the sword that pierced into the soil, the sword body was dull and dark, but at this time, it was so eye-catching, Jiang Zheng saw this and immediately saw it, but it was too late.

It turned out that Jiang Yichen's escape was not out of order, but he was trapped, luring the enemy deeper, and it was an accident that he was knocked away around his fingers, but he still succeeded in leading Jiang Zheng to the vicinity of the bamboo sword that was inserted on the ground at the beginning but had been ignored by the enemy.

The ghostly illusion and wailing roared suddenly, provoking Jiang Zheng, who had long been unable to hold his breath, was confused, his heart was angry, he used a very strong internal force, and stepped into the ground, and the bamboo sword was instantly shattered, broken into several pieces, and the door was broken.

However, in this lightning and stone fire, two sword blades pierced Jiang Zheng's waist from the left and right, a sharp knife slashed into Jiang Zheng's back, and the most deadly was a short dagger, which was deeply pierced in the previous wound of Jiang Zheng's neck.

"Hehe, haha!" Jiang Zheng only had time to sigh twice, and then he had cut off his breath, and his fat body fell down in response, blooming with a smile, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he would be killed by the young man who might not even have internal strength, relying on a broken sword that stood on the ground and did not move for half a minute, teasing himself several times for being in danger, and had the opportunity to end the other party to sweep away the previous shame, but because he was too proud, he was finally happy and sad, and lost his life.

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At night, in Taiji Village, a few feet away from a house, there are a group of people scattered, or huddled in twos and threes to look at each other without saying a word, or leaning alone in a place with their eyes closed.

The men were all dressed in rags, more or less wrapped in gauze, and although they had had eaten dinner, they still had fatigue on their faces, and from time to time some people raised their eyes to look at the closed door of the house, and their eyes were full of melancholy.

Before nightfall, the dark and dreary weather caused a bleak wind and rain to pass through, and the ground was turned into potholes, which brought a lot of trouble to the group, and they went through hardships to come to Taiji Village and find shelter. God seems to know what tragedy is happening today, and he was crying loudly before, but now, the sound of the rain is a low sob.

"It's out. Suddenly, someone stood up and spoke.

When everyone heard this, they all focused their eyes on that household.

The wooden door opened lightly, and when the first to come out was an old man in a plain robe and white hair.