The situation has reached the point where there is no time to delay, Li Yuzhi is not an indecisive person, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he untied his belt, tied Mu Zijing to his back with his backhand, and then pointed at several of his big points with both hands, urging a secret technique to stimulate potential.

"Follow me!" Li Yuzhi grabbed a spear from his hand, swept it around, forced the officers and soldiers back, and then shouted loudly and rushed forward to kill.

When the remaining men in black heard his voice, their spirits were greatly lifted, and they gathered one after another, fighting with all their might, and for a while, the officers and soldiers were defeated and retreated.

Half an hour later, the number of officers and soldiers was only more than 1,000, and Li Yuzhi's side, adding up to less than ten people, were all scarred, surrounded by regiments, and had fallen into a desperate situation!

Li Yuzhi was covered in blood, his face was unusually pale, and the secret technique to stimulate his potential had long since failed, and a sense of weakness hit him in waves, making his hands tremble slightly.

He glanced behind him, tightened the spear in his hand, and plucked up his strength and shouted: "Fight!"

The rest of the black-clothed men raised their weapons and shouted in unison: "Fight!"

Just as they were about to fight to the death, a scream suddenly sounded from the side, and then, the encirclement in that direction was torn open, and a young man in black broke in.

This person was Zhao Ziming, he looked at Li Yuzhi and Mu Zijing on his back, his face was slightly complicated.

Just now, as soon as he arrived here, he recognized Li Yuzhi and Mu Zijing on his back at a glance on the high wall, saving him a lot of effort to search in the heavenly prison.

"Who is bold? Dare to trespass into the heavens and prisons, take it for me!" an officer and soldier general pointed his sword at Zhao Ziming and shouted sharply.

Zhao Ziming ignored it and asked Li Yuzhi: "Can you still go?"

Li Yuzhi didn't understand why Zhao Ziming appeared here, but nodded subconsciously.

Zhao Ziming turned around and walked forward without looking back, a thin layer of blood qi appeared on the surface of his body.

The general who shouted before didn't know the details of Zhao Ziming at all, so he actually commanded the soldiers to rush over and kill him.

Zhao Ziming opened his arms and accelerated suddenly!

People turn on their backs!

With Zhao Ziming's current physical strength, even if he stood and let those officers and soldiers cut, it was impossible to suffer any damage, so he only relied on a brutal impact to open a straight passage in the encirclement.

Li Yuzhi reacted immediately, and said with great joy: "Let's go!" followed behind Zhao Ziming first, and rushed out of the encirclement unimpeded, and several other black-clothed people followed closely.

When the officers and soldiers saw such inhuman skills as Zhao Ziming, they were all frightened, no one dared to pursue, even those divine guards, they didn't dare to move, and watched Li Yuzhi and others disappear from sight.

......

Outside the palace, next to a small forest, Zhao Ziming straightened up and said: "I have already connected the broken muscles and bones for him, but his internal organs have been injured too much, and the time has dragged on for too long, and his internal strength cannot be saved." ”

Li Yuzhi hugged his fists and saluted, and said seriously: "Thank you Qianming for your help, great kindness, Yuzhi is toothless and unforgettable, please accept my worship." As he spoke, he bowed down and bowed down.

Zhao Ziming stretched out his hand, stopped him, and said: "I used to be a member of the Lone Wolf Gang, I was favored by the gang leader, and the gang leader is my master's own nephew. ”

Li Yuzhi originally insisted on worshipping, but he was held by Zhao Ziming with one hand, and he couldn't bend down no matter what, and then remembered the other party's previous performance, his heart sank, and said: "Since this is the case, Yuzhi is rude." ”

Zhao Ziming hesitated for a moment, and suddenly slapped a palm on Li Yuzhi's shoulder, and poked out a blood qi into the latter's body, "You bear with it." ”

Li Yuzhi snorted, layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead for a while, and after a while, hot air rose from the top of his head, and his face also changed several times between pale and red.

After a while, Zhao Ziming withdrew his hand and said: "Li Ying has been killed by me, with your ability, if you want to regain the throne that originally belonged to you, it should not be difficult, try to use as few troops as possible, be kind to the people, you and I will meet again." ”

After speaking, his feet moved, and his figure drifted away.

Li Yuzhi suppressed the surprise in his heart, and suddenly felt that his whole body was indescribably comfortable and light, so he closed his eyes and concentrated, sensed the situation in his body, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of shock.

At this moment, all the meridians in his body that were blocked by the use of secret techniques have been dredged, and several key meridians of internal force operation have also been unblocked, and he knows very well that as long as he cultivates for a little time, he can easily open the entrance!

Looking at the direction of Zhao Ziming's departure, Li Yuzhi silently clasped his fists and saluted, and it was only now that he understood the meaning of the former's last words.

Without the threat of Li Ying, a powerhouse in the Yuan Realm, if he has the strength to open the entrance, plus the connections and experience accumulated during the Great Departure, it is indeed not difficult to seize the throne from Li Huan.

......

A remote village on the outskirts of the city.

The cold wind is blowing, and after a few distant or near rooster crows, the dawn looms in the sky.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the village, he glanced at the tattered wooden plank with the name of the village written on it on the side of the road, raised his legs into the village, and galloped along the dirt road in the country, with incredible speed, and came to the westernmost stream of the village.

On the other side of the stream there was a small farmhouse courtyard with several thatched huts, one of which had a faint candlelight flickering in the window.

Zhao Ziming let out a long breath of white air, calmed down the excitement in his heart, jumped over the stream, and walked towards the small courtyard. There was a neighing of horses in the courtyard, and then the simple courtyard door "creaked" open.

Yingda stood sideways by the door, bowed slightly, and said, "Childe, you are back, and Miss Ning is in the house." Thunder stepped forward and arched his hand affectionately.

Zhao Ziming nodded to Yingda, patted Lei Ting's head again, did not speak, and went straight into the thatched hut with a candle flame.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, and the only few pieces of furniture are also very old, but fortunately it is spotlessly cleaned, without the peculiar smell that is common in ordinary farmhouses, and there is a faint fragrance.

However, Zhao Ziming didn't pay any attention to this, and as soon as he entered the room, all his attention was placed on the girl sitting at the table.

Ning Xiaoyu lay on the table, her head facing the direction of the door, asleep, her eyebrows frowning slightly.

Somehow, Zhao Ziming was in a trance, and such a picture appeared in front of him: although she was extremely tired, Ning Xiaoyu still supported her weak body and sat at the table, wanting to see him return safely, but she was so tired that after more than half an hour, she finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep on her stomach.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Ziming's expression became softer and softer, and he naturally knew that the scene just now was not illusory, but a scene that happened in the hut not long ago.

Zhao Ziming bent down and gently picked up Ning Xiaoyu, put her on the bed, covered the quilt, and then held her wrist, injected a piece of blood qi, and began to check her physical condition.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Ziming's expression was slightly relieved, and she put her hand back in the quilt. Ning Xiaoyu is fine, but his qi and blood are too weak, according to the normal situation, it will be fine to rest for two days.

Zhao Ziming gently exited the room, closed the door, and came to the courtyard, he looked at Yingda, and said solemnly: "Thank you for your hard work this time." ”

Yingda shook his head and said: "Where is the son, the subordinates just spent a little errand work, it's not worth mentioning, by the way, Childe, after the three predecessors of the sword met with us, he said that he entered the palace this time and stabbed the enemy, and since then he plans to completely retire and no longer get involved in any rivers and lakes, so he left alone." ”

Zhao Ziming was stunned, silent for a moment, and said: "I understand what he meant, if Mozhu Tea House is in trouble in the future, within your ability, you can send someone to help me out." ”

Yingda said, "Yes, Childe. ”

Zhao Ziming groaned slightly, and said: "I see that your breath is slightly fluctuating, like a breakthrough, if you don't mind, then tell me in detail about the exercises you have cultivated, maybe I can help you a little bit, and it will not be in vain for you to work hard for me." ”

"Ah!" Ying Da was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and after being overjoyed, he bowed to Zhao Ziming and said sincerely: "Thank you, son." ”

In the early morning of the next day, in the house, Zhao Ziming sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, and his expression was peaceful, but his heart was not so calm on the surface, on the contrary, he was a little impatient.

After Guy fought with Li Ying the day before yesterday, all his Yuan Force shrank in the dantian, no matter how he urged, he didn't respond at all, and he tried his best, but he couldn't find the problem.

The blood qi in his body is extremely active, coming out of the heart, swimming between the flesh and blood with the blood, and constantly making subtle changes to his body.

The more vigorous the blood qi, the more thorough this transformation will be, and the areas that have been nourished by the Yuan Force will progress much more slowly.

So now the most powerful part of Zhao Ziming's body is the blood and qi base camp, the heart.

Of course, this is not to say that the heart is the strongest part of his body, compared to the surface of the body, the heart is still very fragile, after all, the innate gap between the two in this aspect is too large.

Since Yuan Li hibernated, Zhao Ziming felt that the transformation of the body by blood and qi had a taste of impatience.

It's like there were two beasts coexisting in a region, and the strength of the two sides was equal, and they were cautious and wary of each other on weekdays, and rarely violated.

Suddenly, one of the beasts was so badly wounded that he had to retreat into his lair to recuperate, and the other learned of this, and began to encroach on the former's territory in order to strengthen himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziming faintly flashed a little aura in his mind, but he couldn't catch it, but he instinctively felt that that aura was extremely important.

He simply gave up exploring the crux of Yuan Li, his eyes opened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Beast of Prey...... Seriously injured, occupying the ......" Zhao Ziming's right thumb subconsciously rubbed on his thigh, and suddenly, his movements stopped, "What about after that?"

"Not good!"

Zhao Ziming finally caught the aura, but his face suddenly became extremely ugly.