Jimod stood behind Liu Yu and muttered, "Why isn't Gendun Sanjay here?" In his opinion, this was the best time for the Gelug sect to attack the sect, and it was really a bit unusual that this person did not appear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He saw so many people outside surrounding him, and he expected that he would not be able to escape this fate. He glanced at the master who was still unconscious on the ground, and thought that he had to leave a whole corpse for the master no matter what, and he couldn't leave it for these people to spoil him, so he stepped out of the disciples of the Daluer sect behind Liu Yu, and wanted to pick up the master from the ground and escape.

Liu Yu stopped him softly, "Your Excellency, wait a minute!"

The boy's voice was slight and a little trembling, he was a little scared, but as stubborn as ever. has no confidence in the future life and death, but can only hold on. If these opponents in front of him came over one by one, he should be able to barely deal with them. But if it swells up at the same time, I'm afraid I can only resign myself to fate.

He glanced around at the many opponents in front of him, and then glanced back at the disciples of the Darur Sect behind him. Jimod stood behind him, his hands clenched into fists, his bones rattling softly.

At this time, the Kongtong Sect Yuhe Zhenren gave up the confrontation with the Emei Sect Jinding Daoist, he strode forward with his sword, and shouted at Liu Yu: "If Your Excellency is afraid, surrender early, and I may leave you with a whole corpse." ”

Liu Yu raised his head and looked intently at the old man in front of him who was as cunning as the Golden Dome Daoist, "If Your Excellency wants to kill me, then please draw your sword." ”

In view of his clumsiness, he was reluctant to say more.

He moved the Kapa on the ground back a little by half a foot, and Gimod stepped forward and squatted on the ground to help the master steady. His palms were really lucky, and he approached the Yuhe real person. This made Jimod look a little dumbfounded, he thought that Liu Yu would lead the disciples of the Daruer Sect to fight together, but he did not expect that he would step forward alone.

Yuhe Zhenren watched the young man in front of him approaching step by step, and his heart was in a trance, this was something he didn't expect, this young man shouldn't shout in fear, and then pull his legs and run away, why did he rush up instead? With a wave of his sleeves, many disciples of his own sect behind him rushed in unison, all drawing their swords and pointing straight at Liu Yu.

Seeing this, the Golden Ding Dao Leader turned his head and ordered the disciples of the Emei Sect to follow quickly. The rest of the martial arts people saw that the people of the two major sects of the Central Plains martial arts were all on it, and they were willing to lag behind, and stepped forward one by one with weapons in hand. Hundreds of people made a semi-arc and blocked Liu Yu in front.

At this time, the offense and defense are easy to turn, but it is like Liu Yu is the one who takes the initiative to attack, and these martial arts people are defending with relatives.

This reminded him of a sentence, "Therefore, those who are good at fighting have no future, and those who are cowardly have no life." Whether this sentence originated from the secret training of Tang Tinghu's group or from Li Weigong's book "Mirror of the Six Armies" two hundred years ago, it has led him to victory countless times.

In the end, victory often does not belong to the strong, but to the brave. Because the brave gamble with their lives, but the strong only dare to bully the small.

He continued to approach step by step, but at this time, many martial arts people in front of him no longer retreated, and they intertwined the bright weapons in their hands into a dense net, just waiting to crush the brute boy who dared to come forward alone. The Jade Crane Zhenren drew his long sword in the crowd and aimed at Liu Yu's eyebrows from a distance.

His sword flashed in the moonlight, unpredictable. I think it's true as the bronze horse said, this person has indeed obtained some of the true meaning of King Kui's secret sword. The five Darul disciples including Happur, who had been on guard outside the tent before, should have lost their lives at the hands of this person. Except for this person, none of the people present had such a strange and amazing swordsmanship.

The hand that held the hilt of his sword was steady and dry, and the majesty that emanated from his body was like a wall of air, repelling people from thousands of miles away. But anyone who is a little timid will never dare to take half a step closer to him.

Most people will be like this, except for Liu.

He walked within two feet of the Jade Crane Real Man, and although the Jade Crane Real Man's sword was still aimed at him, it was difficult for the long sword to be used at such a close distance. Yuhe Zhenren used his back to squeeze away the disciples who were clustered beside him, and took two steps back, and the tip of the sword flashed coldly, and he was about to stab Liu Yu in the chest.

It's too late, it's too soon! A gong sounded behind the crowd, shattering the silence of the night. Hearing this, Yuhe Zhenren knew that something had changed, so he took back his sword in a daze, just to see what those people were here for. Liu Yu's feet were nailed to the spot, he knew that he couldn't retreat, once he was timid, these jackals who bullied the soft and feared the hard would rush forward and eat him alive.

Dozens of fast horses galloped from the direction of the king's tent, and the Khitan proclamator in brocade clothes took the lead. The group rushed to the front of the martial arts group and Liu Yu, isolating the two sides.

The proclamator sat on horseback and opened a volume of documents, and read it out loud: "On the orders of the Khitan Khan, it is strictly forbidden to fight privately in the camp, and all grievances are only resolved in the martial arts arena!"

Many martial arts people present heard the discussion, what kind of medicine was being sold in this Khitan Khan's gourd? It was clearly said that Liu Yu had killed the Khitan courtier, Yue Wu, and everyone was punished, so why did he suddenly use this way to protect him?

The corners of the Golden Dome Daoist's mouth opened, he didn't want to lose such a great opportunity, and squeezed out of the crowd. His cheeks were full of tears, and he rushed to the proclamation officer to give a big salute, saying: "I want to leave my brother in the Wu family and die for my Great Khitan, and now he has been killed by the traitor Liu Yu, and we people are avenging him out of righteous indignation, and even more so by the order of the Great Khan, why did the Great Khan not allow us righteous people to punish the traitors?"

"Oh, is it? In the Khitan, is it you who has the final say, or the Great Khan has the final say?" At this moment a man stepped out from behind the proclamation officer on his horse, he took off the mask covering his face, and a rather handsome face was exposed in the moonlight, with his characteristic lazy expression.

"Yeluxuan, it's you!" Liu Yu's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"Anyway, I'm here in time. My great life-saving grace, how are you going to repay me? Ye Luxuan laughed, and without waiting for Liu Yu to answer, he continued: "For example, give me that little girl Li Jing, I like her so much, I promise to be good to her!"

"Get out!" Liu Yu did not have the slightest politeness.

Yeluxuan was disdainful of his anger and snorted in his nose, "Don't be angry, I don't want to save you, but I can't let you die at the hands of others." Otherwise, I won't be able to get back the battle I lost to you earlier. ”

The bronze horse has been standing behind everyone, secretly observing the situation. He originally planned to cut off this person's head with a knife when Liu Yu was defeated by everyone, so as to avenge his palm. At this time, seeing that the situation had taken a turn for the better, he put away his knife and stepped forward. )