Yan Si and the others ran in front, but they didn't feel a voice behind them, and when they turned to look, Ding Leizheng was panting and sighing to follow.

He is now physically exhausted, injured, and toiled.

"Go around to the south, go quickly, I'm afraid it's too late, there are a lot of chasing soldiers now. Ding Rai said as he led everyone around the city.

Behind him were patches of red firelight, torches lined up, as if embattled, armies in patches, and the sound of footsteps was endless.

Ding Lei's number of people here is large, or weak women and children, not at all as fast as the Xia Dynasty army, after a while, I heard a team of more than ten people coming not far away, murderous, with a big knife in his hand, and a vicious voice: "I heard the voice, just in front, you follow me, and the rest of the people go to report!"

One of them was a big man with a scarred face, a body of armor swaying, and the sound of silver and iron was coherent and sonorous.

Three people separated, and a group of nine people chased after Ding Lei's hidden grass.

"Be careful, after I come to the palace, you run quickly, otherwise I will not be able to protect you alone!" Ding Lei hurriedly said.

Yan Si hesitated for a moment, "Brother Ding, you must be good!" After that, she took the initiative to take the burden and pulled everyone to the rear.

As if he heard the movement of the grass, the big man's eyes were cold, like a needle-pointed wheat, and he saw everyone's movements accurately, and shouted: "Okay, there are really a lot of people!

Ding Lei suddenly jumped out of the grass, kicked his feet in the air, and the two soldiers were kicked to the ground, and then, the sword was like a filament, between retraction and release, it fell on the top of a person's head, and he didn't react when he landed, and the blade smashed on the top of his head, almost like a watermelon cracking, blooming and bursting with blood.

"I said what happened today, the slaves were rescued one by one, and it turned out that there were masters!" The big man made the axe in his hand, this big axe was very terrifying, almost like a huge fan, but it was made of fine iron, killing too much, with a strong bloody atmosphere.

His axe was round, straight as a steel knife, and smashed down, setting off bursts of ash from plants and trees.

Ding Lei's sword followed, only to see that the two had fought more than ten times in a short period of time, until the soldiers next to him rushed out, and the halberd was stabbed, Ding Lei's slowly retreated, and he no longer fell in love with war.

Seeing Yan Si and the others go away, Ding Lei's heart was much calmer, but when he encountered this batch of Xia Dynasty troops, he was not fully sure to deal with it, unless he was in his heyday, maybe he had an opportunity, but now his body is weak, his injuries are worsening, and he has no power to return to the sky. He wanted to communicate with the "Chivalrous List" to cure, but the "Chivalrous List" had no response.

Seeing the nine Xia Dynasty soldiers rushing towards each other, Ding Lei chose to fight and retreat, but every time he retreated a few steps, his abdomen and arms were more painful, as if there were hundreds of insects biting, which was unbearable and itchy.

The sound of the wind was like a knife, cutting through the air, muddy and heavy, and it let out a seagull-like roar, bypassing the hair and cheeks of the people.

Ding Lei's sword fell out every time, blunt and neat, and the move fell on the point, provoking the big man to roar again and again: "Central Plains people!

Ping Pong, counting and fighting, Ding Lei's strength was difficult to continue after all, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground, his eyes became colder and colder, and now his body can't support it, it's so bad that even if he tries his best, it's in vain.

"You can die!" The big man roared fiercely, and Ding Lei's last sword was chopped off by the big axe, so he was in a heart, desperate, turned over, and grabbed the big man directly, and rolled up with the big man. The wind is still there, the grass and trees are flying, and the two scuffle together, but Ding Lei has always been difficult to gain the upper hand.

There seemed to be a wind in the sky, and a figure immediately descended, his palms were like pu fans, and as soon as he grabbed and moved, he picked up the halberd of the soldier next to him, and stabbed it reflexively, and the two behind him were stabbed through a hole. Immediately, he fluttered like a goshawk, rode the wind, and his hands turned into two discus, and slapped directly on the big man. The big man screamed and knelt on the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth.

At this time, a familiar voice came: "You hurry up, just go south, our four major factions just send someone over!"

"Thank you again for this chivalrous man! You saved me a second time!" Ding Lei hugged his fists.

I saw the young chivalrous man in front of me and said: "It's okay, you haven't attracted firepower before, so I can get out of the encirclement, but I don't owe each other." At that moment, several masters of our four major factions had already come, and the remnants of the people in various areas of the city must have been saved one by one. ”

"The four major factions?" Ding Leizheng said curiously.

But listen to this human: "At that time, you will know that the Great Xia, Khitan, Wakou, and Miao people are in chaos in the world, and everyone will be punished." The four major factions of our twelve counties in Fenglin are the Hundred Fist Sect, the Shadow Sect, the Impermanence Sword Sect, and the Twilight Drinking Sword Hall. We work together and work together, I see that your martial arts are good, if you have the opportunity, you can also join the four major factions of the Sanren Alliance. ”

Ding Lei has not yet figured out the four major factions, but there is one more scattered alliance. At this time, the young man threw out a piece of wooden tablet: "Now is not the time to speak, you give this piece of wooden tablet to the people of your four major factions, and they will know that the ordinary people will come to deal with the aftermath along with the four major factions and the elite soldiers sent by the imperial court." ”

Ding Lei, taking the wooden slip, there was a "Zhang" character written on it warmly and clearly, and the three words "Baiquanmen" were carved below.

For a while, he was overjoyed, and thanked him repeatedly, but he saw that this person was already like a wind, and stepped forward, like a flying eagle, like a bird, spreading his arms like a fly, shaking open the halberd on all sides.

Then they entered this group of pursuers, and not far away there were trumpets and a steady stream of troops.

Ding Lei knew that he was also in the way here, so he secretly decided and rushed in the direction of Yansi and them.

Since there are four major factions and people sent by the imperial court, does it mean that Luo Ying and Shi Niang are all right? Maybe they are under the protection of the four major factions.

trotted all the way and caught up with Yan Si and others.

Yan Si saw that Ding Lei was unharmed, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

They were also a little tired from running, so they found a hollow at the foot of the mountain to rest.

"I just heard that the four major factions and the imperial court are coming, you should be able to arrive safely. Ding Leidao.

"Great, the court has finally arrived, and we are saved. The woman burst into tears, overjoyed with her child.

"Ding Lei, you won't learn martial arts from the four major factions, right? I, I also want to join the Big Four. Yan Si looked at Ding Lei from the side, his eyes were shining and bright.

Ding Lei shook his head, "I'm not a disciple of the four major sects, but I think that if you want to learn, when they come, you may be able to ask them to take you for a ride." ”

"Don't you ask why I want to learn?" Yan Si was a little gloomy, she actually had other ideas in her heart.

Ding Lei said: "Everyone has their own ambitions, I know that your family is ruined now, the pain is unbearable, the girl's family, I can't accept it for a while, and I want to work hard to change all this, which is naturally reasonable." ”

"Me. Yan Si shook his head, but finally sighed.

Ding Lei didn't care about Yan Si's expression, but looked at it from afar.

In the distance, near the city wall, I don't know when a fire lit up, and countless iron hooves-like sounds came, listening to the sound, you can know that the people who come are good at martial arts, and they step steadily and quickly. When they were approaching Ding Lei, someone suddenly said: "Stop!"

At this moment, a phantom suddenly fell in front of him, heavy and misty, and his eyes were dazzled.

When he opened his eyes wide, he saw clearly that it was a young man with phoenix eyes and low eyebrows, a burly figure, and wearing a soap robe: "Are you the people of Dalin City?"

Looking at everyone's dress and expressions, and only saw that Ding Lei had a certain martial arts root, and the rest were weak people, so they recognized it at a glance.

"Yes. Who is this hero?" Ding Lei, holding his fists.

"My name is Zheng Lang, a disciple of the Shadow Sect. As he spoke, two young figures fell next to him: "This is Chen Feiyu of the Impermanence Sword Sect, and Yuan Yuankong of the Dusk Sword Hall." ”

Ding Leiyi has seen the two of them one by one, these two men are different from Zheng Lang's sassy and haoran, and they are described as flying, but they have an old-fashioned face, their facial expressions are like knife carvings, and their whole bodies are straight, with a tough and indifferent feeling.

"Hello people, I'm Ding Lei. ”

"Words and thoughts. ”

Ding Lei's eyes rolled behind her, and she knew at a glance that these people were all martial arts masters, but they didn't stay away like other people.

"I've seen this little beauty. Zheng Lang smiled, looked at Ding Lei and Yan Si, and said, "I don't know what happened to Dalin City now?" Zhang Zhen went alone before, for fear that something would happen to him, and you must know that all the outer disciples of the Baiquan Sect are waiting for him to return. ”

Ding Lei's hand flipped over, and a wooden tablet appeared: "This is the one you said was given to me, and I'm not sure if it's him." ”

"Hundred Fist Order!" Several people were all expressions, and Zheng Lang said: "Ding Lei, since you have this thing, do you know where Zhang Zhen is?"

At this moment, a figure like an eagle glided in the distance, ethereal: "I'm here!"

His face was slightly pale, but there was nothing serious, it was just because his internal qi was overdrawn.

"Zhang Zhen! You are finally here, just in time, the disciples we sent before took advantage of you to attract the enemy and rescued more than a dozen people, but unfortunately, there are only a dozen people left in the entire Dalin City. Hearing Zheng Lang say this, Yan Si and the others were anxious, hoping that their families would survive.

Ding Lei even hugged his fists and said: "Dare to ask everyone, can I go and see how many people survived?" To tell you the truth, a friend of mine's childhood sweetheart, as well as my sister, disappeared in this chaos. Yan Si glanced at Ding Lei a few more times, she knew that Ding Lei had always been concerned about Luo Ying.

Zheng Lang said: "I'm not sure if there are a few people you mentioned, you will come with us later, we are camping nearby, as a notification, if the Xia Dynasty army attacks again, it is good to take care of it." ”

Ding Rai was overjoyed for a moment and thanked him sincerely, but Zheng Lang waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me in a melancholy, I can't keep up with the rhythm of your literati." ”

Zhang Zhen also laughed: "Brother Ding, I used to see that your martial arts are neat and vast, clumsy and dull and strong, not like self-creation, and it is quite inconsistent with your literati temperament, and it is very different from the martial arts of the four major schools in our Twelve Counties of Fenglin, I don't know where you are the teacher?"