Yazhi and his party rode forward at a high speed, they stayed in Haojing for a night, Ye Ruying informed King Zhong of this, and early in the morning, King Zhong sent dozens of his elite troops, they changed into civilian clothes, and went on the road together for a reason to escort King Zhongwang's treasures. There is no shortage of robbers along the way, but they are still not as good as the elite soldiers specially matched by the Zhongwang, in order to let Yazhi and them quickly reach Yuzhou, it has always been dealt with by the elite soldiers, and this road continues to be scattered. At this time, just after Chengdu, they didn't close their eyes all the way in the past two days, and the horses were changed three times, just to rush back to Yuzhou as soon as possible.

Of course, there is also a difficult fellow, who has been following them to bite to the death, and he alone has almost exhausted all the elite guards, but it is very strange that he also takes action against other forces, as if he is unwilling to let others get it. gave Yazhi a feeling of "protection", and Yazhi had already had suspicions in her heart, not knowing whether this person was friend or foe.

And when he was less than half a day's distance from the outside of Yuzhou City, this person finally appeared. Yazhi handed over the "nine-sided exquisite" on his back to Wen Zixiao, and he just wanted to make a move. With a sigh, Xu Su jumped up and resisted the enemy's blow to Yazhi.

Xu Su fell to the ground with light work, but his horse did not wait for him, and ran all the way forward and lost his shadow. Yazhi wanted to stay too, but Xu Su shouted for them to go first. Wen Zixiao kicked Yazhi's horse's buttocks, the horse was stimulated, and immediately ran forward like crazy, Yazhi quickly grabbed the reins, and glared back at Wen Zixiao, Wen Zixiao pretended not to see it.

In the end, there were only two people left, and they were about to see the familiar post station outside Yuzhou City. A black shadow popped out of nowhere, and he held the seriously injured Xu Su in one hand and appeared a few feet away from them.

Seeing that Xu Su was injured, Yazhi immediately pulled in the reins and stopped. Wen Zixiao saw Xu Shu in his hand, afraid that he was threatening it, so he stopped instantly.

The person in front of him, although he was wearing the clothes of the Central Plains, his tall physique and dark red hair color attracted Wen Zixiao's attention. He turned around, threw Xu Su into the post station with a flick of his hand, and smashed the table, chair and bench in an instant. Xu Su lay on the ground in pain, blood stains were left on his forehead, and the guys on the side hurriedly helped Xu Su up to check his situation when he saw this situation.

This person was none other than the young master of the Demon Sect, Shan Jingdi, he clapped his hands and raised his eyes to look at Wen Zixiao. Wen Zixiao's heterochromatic pupils collided with his chestnut blue eyes, and his expression instantly became solemn, and he couldn't help but pull out the scimitar on his waist.

When Shan Jingdi saw the scimitar in his hand, he showed a smile and said to Wen Zixiao in Persian: "You still think you are the illegitimate son of that big cannibal, it turns out that you are the son of King Zhong." Wen Zixiao's expression instantly froze after hearing this. Yazhi saw this person's appearance and looked at Wen Zixiao's expression, and knew that this person was not simple.

Seeing Wen Zixiao's hands trembling, Yazhi hurriedly whispered to him: "This person is not good, don't listen to his nonsense, distracted." ”

"Brother Ah Cheng, you have wronged me, I am telling the truth. Shan Jingdi said with a leisurely smile.

When Yazhi heard him call himself like this, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust in her heart. He controlled the kung fu fan with one hand, and the "six strings" immediately turned into eighteen knives and headed towards Shan Jingdi, Yazhi's figure flashed, appeared in front of him, and said: "Who is your brother?"

When Shan Jingdi saw Yazhi's face, he was moved, but he immediately punched and took Yazhi's palm, Yazhi could only make a move with one hand because of an injury to one hand, and he couldn't help but speed up the speed of the knife. Shan Jingdi saw that there were blades constantly coming in front of him, and he was not afraid, and instantly hit a set of punches, which seemed to be very easy to take. Seeing this, Wen Zixiao immediately stepped forward and pulled Yazhi behind him, turned his scimitar and turned to Shan Jingdi.

Seeing him coming, Shan Jingdi immediately turned around and pulled out the white bone knife on his waist, named "White Pestle". It is a one-piece knife made of bone, the handle of the knife is connected to the blade, and there is no pattern on it, only the brown marks on the blade, which are different shades. These are all human blood stains, this knife is never taken away, and it is absorbed by the knife, so the anger is extremely heavy, and this knife makes Yazhi feel so uncomfortable.

Shan Jingdi held the knife with his backhand, his physique was stronger than Wen Zixiao, and Wen Zixiao, who was facing him with a double knife, knelt on the ground with one leg, Wen Zixiao turned sideways, and went towards Shan Jingdi's neck with a knife in his backhand, Shan Jingdi would not give him a chance, gathered his internal strength in his palm, he saw the loophole in Wen Zixiao's kung fu, and immediately shot. Wen Zixiao didn't hide after seeing this, and suddenly, the six-string fan flew in front of him and immediately gathered into the shape of a fan. Shan Jingdi's palm hit this fan bone, his internal strength shook the fan in all directions, and the flying fan bone blocked most of Shan Jingdi's vision, at this moment, Wen Zixiao broke through, and a part of the fan bone was cut from his side without being hurt in the slightest. Shan Jingdi couldn't dodge, and Wen Zixiao's blade slashed through his chest, cutting through Shan Jingdi's clothes.

Shan Jingdi hurriedly retreated, looked down at his clothes and saw that his clothes were slightly bleeding, he frowned, and said in Persian: "It seems that I underestimated you, and I originally wanted to play casually." ”

Wen Zixiao didn't reply at all, but just shouted to him: "If you are in the Central Plains, you have to speak official language." ”

Shan Jingdi looked at this young man with different pupils and felt a little interesting. Wen Zixiao is good at attacking, and Ya Zhi is good at defending behind him, and they hurt themselves together in a few rounds, which is very different from the lone Shan Jingdi. Shan Jingdi's skills were above them, so he naturally didn't care about them, but he didn't expect them to win with cooperation.

Shan Jingdi glanced at Yazhi, but compared to Wen Zixiao, the young man behind him was more attractive. Shan Jingdi actually wanted to take him away, he thought about it for a while, and had a new plan, before he said in Chinese: "I heard that you worked under the hands of that big cannibal before, and intercepted a lot of girls." Do you know where he got this kung fu from?"

Wen Zixiao saw that he began to mention his old things, and tried his best to calm this wonderful emotion in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shan Jingdi said with a smile: "Of course, it's from my Sixth Heaven Demon Sect. And you, are his accomplice. ”

Yazhi was quite surprised, he was a member of the Demon Sect, and he didn't make a move all the way here, what did he mean. Yazhi couldn't help but worry in her heart, Wen Zixiao had abolished his martial arts since that incident, although he had two months of martial arts practice time and went to the Liang Wangfu school for training, but he was still nothing compared to the person in front of him.

Yazhi glanced around, he wanted to fight quickly, all he could use was the "Cold Water Roselle", but there was no water nearby. He touched his left hand, and he didn't play the flute with the bamboo stand. Shan Jingdi used psychological tactics against Wen Zixiao, with his understanding of Wen Zixiao. Although Wen Zixiao let go of this matter, he still left a cut in his heart.

"Are you finished?" Wen Zixiao squinted at him.

"I've changed my mind now, I don't just want the box behind you, I want him. Shan Jingdi squinted and said. He didn't wait for Wen Zixiao to react, his body walked like a snake, and he used several punches on Wen Zixiao in a row. His speed was much faster than just now, and he didn't give Wen Zixiao a breather at all, and when Yazhi saw this, he immediately drove the six strings to protect him. Shan Jingdi's every move hits Yazhi's six-string fan bone, although the fan bone is scattered, but it will be gathered immediately, which requires a lot of internal force from Yazhi.

If he continues to consume like this, Yazhi feels bad in his heart, and he is shocked that Wen Zixiao can't keep up with his speed, and he will always be at a disadvantage, once his internal strength is exhausted, no one can go. casually passed on to Wen Zixiao: "You go first, I'll drag him." ”

Wen Zixiao felt a little surprised when he saw that he could also transmit sounds, but only Wen Zixiao could hear this transmission. And it was a moment of distraction, Wen Zixiao punched him in the abdomen, knocking him dozens of meters away. His waist hit the box and rolled several times, his stomach churned, and then he retched a few times and lay on the ground.

Shan Jingdi walked over to him, wanting to snatch the "Nine-Sided Exquisite", and Yazhi's skill "Chasing the Wind and Shadow" grabbed in front of him, and he got it first.

"There's no one else here, you and the box are mine. Shan Jingdi said, and suddenly his momentum became stronger, and he changed the bone knife and white pestle to one hand, and the knife was so strong that Yazhi couldn't help but get goosebumps. He held the fan in one hand, and the fan bone was too small to be difficult to meet his white pestle knife. Shan Jingdi is pressing step by step, but it is different, the last time I was here was to fight against Xu Rin, the third son of the dart game, Xu Rin hit it very hard, as if he wanted his life. Although Shan Jingdi's shot was strong, it seemed to leave room for it, which made Yazhi feel a little strange.