In the inn, the candles flickered in one room, and four figures were reflected in the window.

Beigong Duge sighed lightly and said slowly: "Judging from the situation tonight, it is as Brother Yan said. However, the result was somewhat unexpected. ”

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and thoughtfully.

Li Rendao said in a deep voice: "This Meng is reassuring and thoughtful, brave and brave, and it is a rare general. It's a pity that it can't be used by me. ”

Yan Shan quipped: "Brother Li, are you cherishing your talents? Or are you fighting the idea of the Qin State's arsenal? Or is it both?"

was broken by what he thought in his heart, Li Rendao couldn't help but smile embarrassedly.

Beigong Duge said: "Rendao, you will be the king of a country in the future, you must do things in a good way, and you must not be as domineering as the man in white." ”

"Master, Rendao remembers. Li Rendao nodded solemnly.

After that, the four of them went back to their rooms to rest and did not say anything all night.

The next day, the sun was shining, and the four of them set out on their way home, all the way fast and fast, but they were all right.

In the evening, the four of them rushed to the east ten miles of Qingshui Town, in Jingzhao Mansion, and suddenly stopped.

At this moment, two gray-clothed men emerged from the barren grass, looking tired and their eyes gloomy.

Li Rendao hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

A man in gray hurriedly stepped forward, saluted, and replied, "Your Highness, there has been no news from the other brothers since they entered Qingshui Town. ”

Li Rendao frowned slightly, looked at Beigong Duge and asked, "Master, what should we do?"

Beigong Duge looked indifferent, and said with a straight face: "Rendao, this Qingshui Town is like a tiger's den in Longtan, whether to break through or take a detour, this time it's up to you to choose." ”

Li Rendao pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "Master, I choose to force my way through. He knew in his heart that he would encounter more difficult and dangerous situations in the future. He can't escape, he can't retreat, only with a strong will, can he move forward.

Beigong Duge nodded slightly, with a look of relief on her face.

Li Ruoxian glanced at Yan Shan and said with a light smile: "It's time for your intrigue to come in handy." ”

Yan Shan glanced at Li Ruoxian, and said to Beigong Duange: "Senior, if I expected it to be true, there is no doubt that the opponent this time is the killer organization. Maybe we can win, but there will be a cost. ”

Beigong Duge smiled indifferently and said slowly: "Some things have to be faced, and some prices must be paid. You just have to give it a go, don't have to worry about it. ”

Yan Shan nodded, and said in a deep voice: "My seniors and I changed clothes with these two eldest brothers, and then secretly sneaked into Qingshui Town. When you take the main road and enter Qingshui Town, you must be very cautious, and the slower you go, the better. At this time, their attention will be focused on you, and my seniors and I will take the opportunity to act in the shadows. ”

Several nodded in agreement. After changing their clothes, they went their separate ways.

Qingshui Town is full of traffic, and people come and go endlessly.

Li Ruoxian looked at it and suddenly felt something different. The old man who sold the baked cakes was replaced by a middle-aged man. The little second brother of the tea shed has become a handsome woman. There were two more guys in the restaurant. The pedestrians who come and go are all light and have extraordinary skills.

Seeing this, the four dismounted and walked slowly. Their expressions were solemn, their right hands tightly clasped on the hilt of their swords, ready to fight at any moment.

The four of them had only moved forward less than a hundred paces.

At this time, a middle-aged Confucian with a slender figure and starry eyebrows blocked the way, and said loudly: "I don't want to be an enemy of the Western Xia Kingdom, just leave Yanshan, and a few people will listen to it." ”

Li Rendao's expression was indifferent, and he said in a deep voice: "You killed more than a dozen warriors of my Western Xia, and you are embarrassed to say that you don't want to be the enemy of the Western Xia Kingdom?"

The middle-aged Confucian glanced at the four of them. After that, his face changed suddenly, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he said coldly: "This is what you asked for, do it!"

Before the words fell, the middle-aged man who sold baked cakes took out a ghost-headed knife from the stove, the handsome woman in the tea shed pulled out a pair of halberds from under the table, the two guys in the restaurant took out two chain guns, and the passers-by also showed various blades...... In an instant, the grass and trees in Qingshui Town were all soldiers, all pointing to Li Ruoxian's four people.

The murderous intent was everywhere, and the murderous aura was pervasive, and the four of them couldn't help but gasp. The long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and they were not afraid at all, and raised their swords to meet it.

These killers are all very skilled. In the snap of a finger, the two people who pretended to be Beigong Duge and Yan Shan were dismembered by random blades, and their deaths were horrible to see.

Li Rendao's martial arts cultivation is not weak, and he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he is unstoppable when he enters the enemy. The purple sword shadow flashed, and people kept falling. In the face of this desperate style of play, the killers changed their strategy, attacked and defended in an orderly manner, cooperated tacitly, and the casualties decreased sharply, and left several scars on Li Rendao's body, but did not hurt the muscles and bones. In this way, Li Rendao's lethality decreased, but the consumption of internal force and physical strength increased a lot. If this continues, Li Rendao will definitely be defeated.

Li Ruoxian's footwork is smart, her body is ervacant, and her green clothes dance with the wind, like a fairy in the dust, beautiful. With a flick of her wrist, the cyan sword shadow slashed through the air, slashing at the crowd in arcs, breaking through the encirclement. Then, as soon as her figure arrived, the cyan sword shadow flashed, and several people fell, leaving a shallow blood mark on everyone's throat.

The middle-aged Confucian looked indifferent. He watched the six directions, listened to the eight directions, and paid attention to all the movements in the four directions.

In just a quarter of an hour, Li Rendao felt dizzy, and his physical and internal strength gradually became exhausted. Accidentally, a chain gun pierced his calf, and blood flowed. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. At this moment, he was already in danger, teetering on the brink of death. Another chopping knife slashed at him, he was powerless to stop it, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and helplessness. However, he did not give up and tried his best to raise his sword to block.

At this moment, a gray figure appeared, the black sword light flashed, and the rusty long sword slashed through the throats of the three people. Then, the rusty sword was like a hell's scythe, reaping life. In the blink of an eye, thirteen people had fallen. Everyone was shocked and froze in place for a moment.

Li Rendao had a chance to breathe, and he didn't say much, and immediately secretly exercised his breathing.

Yan Shan stood leaning on his sword, his face was pale and his eyes were cold.

Not long ago, Yan Shan secretly cleared out the hidden crossbowmen, and in order to avoid making a sound, he carefully placed the corpses after the killing. Unexpectedly, the opponent was very scheming, and he sprinkled poison on the clothes of several people. This poison is not very toxic, but when it is unguarded, it works wonders. It wasn't until there was a blockage of the true qi in his body that he found out that he was poisoned. In desperation, he had no choice but to use his luck to force drugs, but he also kept an eye on the situation in the field. Seeing that Li Rendao's life was hanging by a thread, he came to the rescue.

Li Rendao breathed a little, his spirits were greatly lifted, he glanced at Yan Shan, couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and shouted: "Brother Yan!"

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said casually: "Kill the past and meet your sister." ”

Li Rendao nodded heavily, a sense of pride surged in his chest, fighting side by side with Yan Shan, fighting with all his might, and moving forward.

Li Ruoxian also saw the situation in the field clearly, stepped on the blood, and approached Yanshan and Li Rendao.

Finally, the three of them fought a bloody road, met together, formed a triangle, and joined forces to fight the enemy.

The middle-aged Confucian knew in his heart that these three people were already at the end of the crossbow. At this moment, the only thing he had to scruple about was Beigong Duge alone. Suddenly, his expression froze, and he turned his head to look, only to see a man like a god standing on the roof, who is it not Beigong Duge ?

Beigong Duge let out a long roar, and his spirit instantly rose to his peak state, and the gray robe was windless and automatic, and the hunting sounded. He looked arrogant, his eyes were empty, and he was the only one in the vast world. In an instant, he exuded a sacrosanct awe-inspiring aura that spread in all directions, straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

Unconsciously, everyone was stunned in place, and involuntarily looked at Beigong Duge, with a look of worship in their eyes.

Beigong Duge looked majestic, and a sword stabbed out, like thunder, the prestige of the voice, and the way of heaven.

The middle-aged Confucian was stagnant, he knew that something was wrong, and he wanted to make a move, but it was too late. A sword light flashed before his eyes, and life stopped. In the last moment of his memory, he seemed to see a headless corpse identical to himself.

It took a moment for the rest of the killers to come to their senses.

The four figures were long gone.

Looking at the dead head of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, the rest of the killers were uneasy.

At this time, a deep voice said: "What are you doing in a daze, don't chase it quickly!"

The next moment, the figure flickered, and the rest of the killers chased in the direction where the four figures had gone.