Cai Pei heard the prestige, and saw a group of people and horses holding swords, roaring towards the execution ground, only to be with the injured woman in front of him.

In a panic, he shouted loudly: "The thief reinforcements are coming, ...... Quickly stop them outside, the archers are ready to ......" Cai Pei saw that the other party was overcrowded at this time, and he was timid in his heart, for fear that the other party's men and horses would rush in.

The martial arts crowd who gathered around the execution ground to see the excitement avoided one side when they saw this.

The officers and soldiers surrounding the execution ground heard Lord Cai shouting loudly, and half of the officers and soldiers holding big knives turned around and rushed towards Zhao Dayong's men and horses, and the two teams of men and horses intersected, but when they saw the scorching sun, the sword light and sword shadow on the ground were particularly dazzling.

Boom... Boom... Bang......

The crisp sound of the intersecting blades spread throughout the execution ground, and the White Lotus Sect Zhao Dayong's subordinates were all martial arts practitioners, and many of them were strong in martial arts, and they had an advantage in the battle.

Zhao Dayong shouted loudly, charged forward, and the moment the knife fell, blood splattered, and his head flew sideways, and in a blink of an eye, several officers and soldiers had fallen under his big sword.

The other people of the White Lotus Sect were also red-eyed, but when they heard the neighing of the horses' hooves, everyone rode on horseback and had an advantage over the officers and soldiers in the city, and they made several detours left and right, and several officers and soldiers were hit by swords, and blood gushed out from several large holes, and in a moment they had fallen to the sky and died on the spot.

There were still dozens of officers and soldiers slowly approaching around the execution ground, Zhao Bo was guarding Xuan Zhendao and Zhang Zhizhi with a sword, Li Qingfeng was standing behind Zhao Bo with Zhou Yizi in both hands, at this time, except for Bai Jiyu and Zhao Bo, the rest of the six people were seriously injured, and the situation was already embattled.

During this period, there were still several officers and soldiers running over with big swords, and Zhao Bo used the Shangqing sword technique to remove all the blades in everyone's hands.

He thought to himself, "If I kill these officers and soldiers of Maozhou City at this time, will I not be accused of being a thief and treason, which will be really bad for my Puritanism." "At the moment, the officers and soldiers who rushed over were still pointed.

The Western Regions Poison Saint hit Zhou Yizi on the back of the shoulder, and when he saw Bai Jiyu come out to protect him, he realized that these people were disciples of the Shangqing Sect.

Then he shouted: "Niu Nose, you actually learn from that Xuanzhen old man, take off your Taoist robe and pretend to be a farmer, interesting...... It's really funny, next time I'll play as a bull's nose next time. "The Western Regions Poison Saint has a changeable temperament and strange behavior, which often makes others unpredictable.

Bai Jiyu said angrily: "The second thief in the Western Regions, you abolished my senior brother's arm, poisoned Senior Brother Qingfeng, and framed my Uncle Xuanzhen, such a sea of blood and hatred, I don't share the sky, Hugh and I are verbose!

Holding the sword in his hand, he swept forward, the tip of the sword attacked his lower plate with a few points, and the Western Regions Poison Saint jumped to avoid it. Bai Jiyu held the sword in his right hand, and caught up with him, the tip of the sword had been illusioned as a cold light, sweeping straight away, and the Western Regions Poison Saint stretched out a folding fan to block, avoiding the sharpness of the blade, and defusing the opponent's attack.

Bai Jiyu was secretly anxious in his heart, just looking forward to killing this person as soon as possible, and at that moment, a stream of true qi was transported from the sea of qi, and it was transmitted to the sword through the Shaoshang acupoint, and his right hand quickly swung the sword in a circle, but seeing the sword tongue trembling and buzzing, the circle formed by the sword tongue flickered with cold light, and the shape stabbed towards the other party.

The Western Regions Poison Saint did not dare to slack off, and a true qi was also condensed in his body, which was transported to the palm of his hand through the Tianquan Acupoint on his arm, and he used a folding fan to meet the opponent's sword, but the skeleton of the folding fan was made of fine iron, and the two intersected instantly.

Bang... Bang...... Bang bang......... The noise was loud.

In the blink of an eye, the utensils in the hands of the two sides had intersected dozens of times, Bai Jiyu struggled to make a move, but he still missed the stab, and the Western Regions Poison Saint took the opportunity to jump away.

"Hahaha...... The Shangqing Sect's swordsmanship is nothing more than that, so if there are any other moves, just use them!" the Western Regions Poison Saint mocked.

Shangqing swordsmanship moves are simple and vigorous, there are no complicated changes to pay attention to, the emphasis lies in the sword with qi, the avenue of sword qi and people is the realm of simplicity, the power of its swordsmanship is determined by the depth of the qi, and the infinite realm of qi depth is the realm of no sword.

Bai Jiyu is a disciple of Xuanji Daoren, although he is proficient in swordsmanship and has profound internal skills, but this trick is too void to break the mirror, and it is far from reaching the realm of using qi to resist the sword.

Seeing Li Qingfeng holding the woman in his arms, the Western Regions Poison Saint wondered in his heart, "He was poisoned by my colorful bone powder, how did he survive until now?" Seeing that his face seemed to have no signs of poisoning. He didn't know that Li Qingfeng's body was highly poisonous, and it was Zhou Yizi who used his unique internal strength to collect the toxins into the air pockets.

The Western Regions Poison Saint suddenly thought that late that night, in the valley outside the city of Haozhou, the person who saved him was the woman in his arms in front of him, and he heard someone call her "Sect Master Zhou", she was the righteous daughter of Zhou Dingtian, the new leader of the White Lotus Sect, no wonder her martial arts were so strong.

It took so much thought that I figured it out.

The Western Regions Poison Saint said: "Li Qingfeng quickly hand over the Liangyi Heart Sutra, I can let the six of you live, my Poison Saint is a gentleman's word, and it is difficult for a horse to chase." ”

Zhou Yizi was angry when he heard him, and although he was seriously injured, he still scolded: "Phew, you thief has done everything that hurts heaven and reason, and you still call yourself a gentleman, which really makes fellow martial artists laugh off their big teeth." ”

"Ouch...... Sect Master Zhou scolded me for being a thief, then your father-in-law Zhou Dingtian back then, in order to seize the two Yi Heart Sutras from the palace, he was the enemy of the martial arts factions, and the number of people who died in his hands is too many to count.

Zhou Yizi was even more angry in his heart, so he felt that his head was swollen, and he passed out on the spot in the dark.

"Li Qingfeng, do you want that martial arts secret book, or do you want the same senior brother and the woman in your arms?" said with a smile to the Western Regions Poison Saint, seeing that Zhou Yizi had made a big move for him several times, and did not hesitate to fight with his life, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

"If you want to kill, you can kill, why is there so much nonsense. Li Qingfeng said, thinking to himself, "If I hand over the secret book in the sword, there will be no one to control the two saints of the Western Regions in the future, and at that time, there will be more martial arts fellow disciples who will be poisoned by them." ”

"Very good...... Then I'll kill the woman in your arms first. The Western Regions Poison Saint said angrily, swept forward, stretched out a folding fan in his hand and pointed towards Zhou Yizi.

At this time, Zhao Dayong's men and horses in the White Lotus Sect had killed and injured most of the officers and soldiers in the city, and when they saw the Western Regions Poison Saint Sect attacking the main Zhou Sect, they secretly said in their hearts, "Not good!"

The big knife in his hand has been rapidly swung towards the back of the Western Regions Poison Saint, after the big knife is out of his hand, the tip of the knife is impartial and stabs straight at the opponent's back, and the Western Regions Poison Saint feels that the hidden weapon behind his back is flying through the air, turns around and swings the folding fan in his hand, and with a bang, the big knife has been knocked to the side.

After the Western Regions Poison Saint shot down the hidden weapon, Zhao Dayong rushed to Zhou Yizi's body, and saw that Zhou Yizi was injured and unconscious, and said anxiously: "How is Sect Master Zhou's injury?"

"Yizi was slapped by the Western Regions Poison Saint in the back shoulder, and at this time, his heart pulse was weak, and he still needed to find a place to recuperate. Li Qingfeng said.

Zhao Dayong saw that he called Sect Master Zhou "Yizi" very intimately, and he was surprised in his heart, reached out and took out a small bottle of medicine jar, and said: "This is the Baicao Yulu Pill, quickly give it to Sect Master Zhou." ”

Li Qingfeng opened the medicine bottle, a smell of herbs filled his nose, and he reached out and poured a few pills for Zhou Yizi to take. In the blink of an eye, the rest of the White Lotus Sect had rushed to the execution ground.