The blazing spear tore the heavy curtain and pointed at Wen Feng's chest, as if it would pierce him in the next moment.

Seeing this scene, the guards of the mission who fell to the ground were stunned, and struggled to pounce on Zhang Yi, trying to save the attendant of the Ministry of Rites, who had ordered him to admire, in the same way as encircling Wei to save Zhao.

Zhang Yi was unmoved, he was engrossed in stabbing forward with his spear, he was sure enough to kill the old man in front of him before the attack of the mission guards arrived.

Before leaving, someone told him that as long as he killed the Hu people's cubs, it would be impossible for Daxia and the Hu people to continue to keep the well water from the river water, and there would definitely be a battle next year.

It is better for the Great Xia envoy not to take his life, lest the imperial court track it down and his life will not be guaranteed.

Although he promised to make a move, he didn't think so.

What if Hu Renshan became a shrunken turtle and didn't even feel distressed when his cub died, and he was attached to Daxia with all his heart?

Great Xia is already at a loss, if the Hu people don't go south, will they still have to gain an inch, and the army will go north to attack the Hu people who show that they are in peace?

So he planned to kill the Great Xia envoy together from the beginning, and then find a way to blame the Hu people.

With the arrogant nature of the Great Xia court and the people of the world, once they learned that their envoy was killed by the Hu people, they would definitely raise troops to retaliate.

In this way, the Hu people should not think about living a stable life.

No one can forgive the 123 villagers of Zhangjia Village who died under the knife of the Hu people for the bloody Hu people in their hands.

The Great Xia court is not good, and the Great Xia Emperor is even worse.

When the tip of the spear was less than a foot away from Wen Feng's chest, Zhang Yi saw a pair of deep and dark eyes, and his mind suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

A thinly thin arm reached out like a dragon and grabbed the barrel of the gun.

Then a figure jumped out of the carriage and slapped Zhang Yi on the chest with a heavy palm.

Zhang Yi wanted to draw the gun back to defense, but he sensed a resistance on the gun, and he couldn't advance or retreat, so he had no choice but to abandon the gun, lift the true qi in his body and gather it in his hands, and hurriedly meet the palm containing infinite killing power.

"Bang".

Zhang Yi, who was caught off guard, was slapped away by a sudden palm, spun around twice in the air, barely straightened out the disrupted true qi in his body, stabilized his body and feet on the snow, took seven steps back to unload his strength, and looked at Wen Feng with a shocked face.

"How is it possible, I obviously can't feel the slightest cultivation existence in you, how can you stop my gun?"

Pei Zheng, who was not far away, also looked at this scene with a surprised face, the bad old man is actually a master?

No, the momentum exuded by a martial artist practicing his body and qi is completely different, and there is almost no such thing as a martial arts master looking like a weak chicken.

It's like the interception that Pei Zheng encountered in three days, although he couldn't determine the specific realm of the white-clothed man who was chasing him before the fight, but the three people in front looked average, and the one in the back could feel bad from afar.

Just like Lin Xing, you can see that he is a martial arts master from a distance of 100 meters.

And Wen Feng looks like a bad old man with half of his body in the ground, why did he suddenly transform like a drug?

Wen Feng dropped the spear he was holding in his right hand casually, and replied slowly: "As a martial artist of the Dantian Realm, don't you know that the Divine Mind Realm Grandmaster has returned to his true nature and can cultivate his body to hide, making people look no different from ordinary people?"

Zhang Yi said with a look of disbelief: "Having said that, you can never be a Divine Mind Realm Grandmaster. If you were a grandmaster and you could beat me to death with just one palm, how could I have a chance to stand here and speak?"

Wen Feng stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and said with a smug expression: "Of course, this official is not a Divine Mind Realm Grandmaster, but a half-step Divine Thought, and he just understands the method of concealing his aura. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Zhang Yi's face: "I see, but I underestimated the heroes of the world." ”

Wen Feng said proudly: "The so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, you are not the opponent of the official at this moment, if you are caught and tell the mastermind behind the scenes, how about the official being the master and letting you live?"

Zhang Yi chuckled with disdain: "It turns out that it's not just me, my predecessors also underestimated the heroes of the world." If I were a greedy person who feared death, how could I be here today, risking being hunted down by the court to assassinate me?"

"Long before I responded to this matter, I had put life and death aside, so let's have a good fight. ”

"If you are a Divine Mind Realm Grandmaster, you will naturally die and have no life, but you are only a half-step Divine Thought, and you are old and weak, and I am at the peak of my strength and martial arts, and it is not yet known who will die. ”

Zhang Yi said that the complete personality turned into a wind and rushed towards Wen Feng.

Wen Feng's face turned cold, and he scolded in a low voice: "Stubborn." ”

After speaking, he did not retreat but advanced, and his fists went up and down, attacking Zhang Yi's head and abdomen respectively.

"Bang Bang"

The two fought as a group, and exchanged more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.

The blood-drinking gun is famous in Northwest Province, Zhang Yi's strength is indeed good, but the strong have their own strong players, Wen Feng, the bad old man, is more ferocious than him, suppressing him to death.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more unconfident Zhang Yi retreated to the side intentionally or unintentionally.

After taking a few steps back, Zhang Yi suddenly roared, and the true qi used to resist Wen Feng was instantly withdrawn by a small half, and with Wen Feng's strength, the whole person vomited blood and flew out to the left hand side.

When he flew halfway, Zhang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood again, forcibly twisted his body, turned around, and went straight to the second carriage.

On that carriage sat the prince of the grassland, who had entered Chang'an with the mission.

Since he couldn't kill the Great Xia envoy and the Hu people at the same time, he retreated and begged to kill the Hu people at the same time, so that even if he threw his life here, it would be worth it.

This is the only thought in Zhang Yi's mind at the moment.

Seeing this, Wen Feng shouted angrily: "You dare?"

His feet spun quickly, trying to rush over to stop Zhang Yi.

However, Zhang Yi had already calculated, and there was a gap of more than 20 meters between the two sides.

Wen Feng rushed to Zhang Yi's side, and when he threw out his fists to try to surround Wei to save Zhao, he watched him raise his palm high, regardless of falling towards the carriage.

With a "boom", the carriage was torn apart, but there was no joy on Zhang Yi's face, because there was no one in the carriage.

When Zhang Yi was stunned, Wen Feng slammed his fists into his ribs.

With a "click", most of Zhang Yi's bones were shattered, blood was vomited in his mouth, and even a small piece of liver was vomited.

Wen Feng's blow directly cost him most of his life.

Zhang Yi looked at Wen Feng in disbelief and muttered to himself, "Where are the people?"

Pei Zheng, who was watching from a distance, shook his head slightly, he could still ask such a stupid question at this time, since the person was not in this carriage, he must be in another carriage.

Old man Wen is so insidious and cunning, and his own strength is strong, isn't it normal for the subject of protection to sit in the same carriage with him?

It is estimated that there is an old man in the way, and he accidentally ignored it.

No, Pei Zheng suddenly thought of a very critical question, is the child they took along the way really the prince of the grassland?

Why do you suddenly feel that your group of people is the target of attention and firepower?

Damn old man Wen, no wonder he is reluctant to change his course.

In another place, Wen Feng, who had succeeded in one blow, decisively rushed in front of Zhang Yi, who was hit hard, and waved his iron fist and fell on his limbs.

Zhang Yisen smiled: "Do you want to catch the mouth? ”

As soon as the words fell, he struggled to get up, regardless of his own injuries and Wen Feng's offensive, desperately attacking the opponent's vital point, with a fighting style that ended up together.

Wen Feng seemed to sense the other party's resolute will to die, shook his head slightly, avoided the other party's killing move, and slammed his fists into the opponent's chest.

Zhang Yi's sternum was ruptured, his heart was shattered, his whole body's true qi collapsed, and he died on the spot.