The morning light was slightly revealed, Wu Sheng closed it, and the two of them sat cross-legged next to a pile of fire that had just been extinguished, quietly closing their eyes and meditating.

Above the ashes of the fire, a faint white smoke was slowly drifting into the sky.

The morning breeze blew across the earth, blowing away the traces of white smoke, and not far from the cold blood and iron hands, there was still a small bonfire, which was burning, making the sound of "pop!" The three dead soldiers beside Zhao Ji were sitting around the bonfire, reaching out to add dry wood to the bonfire from time to time.

Accompanied by the sound of burning branches is Zhao Ji's snoring, Zhao Ji He has suffered like last night, after escaping in the middle of the night, he was already too tired to work, so he found a clean place next to the bonfire and slept, the fire reflected Zhao Ji's side face, and he could vaguely find a frightened look on his face.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and listening to the sound, it seemed that there were quite a few people coming, and the pace was in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry.

The cold-blooded iron hand and the three dead soldiers were all masters with internal strength, and the moment the footsteps sounded, several people had already been awakened.

Cold-blooded and Iron Hand are both from the Shenhou Mansion, and they have worked together many times, and the two glanced at each other, and immediately put their backs back to back in a defensive form.

And the three dead soldiers all slowly and silently pulled out the Tang knife they were carrying, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and looking at the place where the sound came from.

"Found them. ”

At this moment, among the comers, a samurai shouted, and all the people in the vicinity rushed to this place quickly, shouting and shouting one after another.

"What's going on?" Zhao Ji opened his sleepy eyes.

But I didn't want to, at this critical juncture, no one had the heart to answer Zhao Ji's question, and they all stared closely at the direction of the comer.

Cold-blooded and Iron Hand glanced at each other again, and said cold-bloodedly: "It's the people of the An family, I know the clothes on those warriors, and when I was investigating the bronze mold case, I remember that the warriors under An Shigeng wore such clothes." ”

"Damn! This An family is too restless, he just went to assassinate the God Hunter before, and was ruthlessly and unintentionally broke into the situation, and now he immediately began to rebel, which is simply self-defeating. Hmph!" said Iron Hand hatefully.

turned to touch his slippery bald head and said, "It seems that Cai Jing is probably an undercover agent of the An family in the imperial court!"

"They're over there!" As the warriors concentrated here, someone found Jin Ye, Zhao Ji and others one after another, and surrounded several people.

Taking advantage of the fact that the encirclement had not yet been tightened, the cold-blooded and iron-handed two shouted: "Kill!", first, they immediately killed towards the place where the enemy was relatively few, trying to break through from there, and the three dead soldiers immediately surrounded the sleepy-eyed Zhao Ji, and followed closely behind the cold-blooded and iron-handed.

Several people led the official family to kill and walk, and the blockers were invincible, and the ordinary samurai were not the enemies of the cold-blooded and iron-handed at all, and they were torn apart by their fists before they could get close.

The cold-blooded iron hand fought a bloody road, passed through the village, followed the sheep intestine path, and ran wildly with Zhao Ji, trying to throw off the pursuers behind him.

At this moment, an old but loud voice sounded behind the two: "Since you are here, you don't have to go anymore." ”

The voice was ethereal, but it seemed to have a special magic power, which made the hearts of the two people who heard it tighten, as if they were about to jump out.

But once a person's heart beats out, can that person still live?

The cold-blooded heart sank, this person is so high in cultivation! Just by virtue of his voice, he has such power! A person with an old and thick voice but such a powerful person, the person who came is probably An Yunshan who almost killed Lord Divine Hunting!

With doubts, he said cold-bloodedly: "An Yunshan?"

"It's the old man. ”

An Yunshan walked out of the darkness, looked closely, and found in cold blood that this old man was an old man with white hair, with a serene demeanor, unfazed, a simple and clumsy face, a heavy copper rod in his hand, a half-sized jade inlaid with the top of the staff, and a wide embroidered cloud brocade robe on his body, which looked like a blessed longevity immortal.

"It turns out that Zhao Ji, you are hiding here, but I can find it in Bianliang City for a while!" An Yunshan turned his head to look at the cold-blooded and iron hands, and said, "You are the people of the Shenhou Mansion, the murderer who seriously injured my son An Shigeng." I originally wanted to wait until this faint monarch was solved and then go to the people of your Shenhou Mansion to settle accounts, but I didn't want you to come by yourself! Okay!, today I will arrest all of you and torture you to avenge my son!"

An Yunshan poked the copper rod in his hand to the ground, and the true qi burst out, forming a spherical air curtain to cover him, and a momentum like a mountain suddenly descended, and then An Yunshan directly wrapped the copper rod in his hand with the air curtain and smashed it down against the iron hand and cold blood.

It was as if a mountain was really falling, crushing the Iron Hand and the Cold-Blooded two below.

The faces of the two of them were heavy in cold blood, and a breath of death enveloped the two of them, and at this critical juncture, the two of them burst out of their full potential, sending out a knife and a punch that surpassed their own subversion, respectively.

The knife and the fist converge together, the knife is sharp, the fist is long, and it hits directly on the falling copper staff, and suddenly, the knife and fist strength seem to be pierced into the quagmire, and it is difficult to enter, but it also blocks the copper rod.

An Yunshan withdrew the copper staff, and with a quick lead, he led the knife and fist strength into the air, and exploded with a "bang", stirring up dust in the sky.

"Good ability, but unfortunately if you only have this ability, I'm afraid it won't be enough to save your life. An Yunshan said lightly.

Saying that, An Yunshan waved a staff again, the power of this staff was several times that of the previous one, and the two of them were shocked by the cold-blooded and iron hands, and they found that they couldn't move a single inch under the lock of the copper staff.

Just when the two of them were desperate and decided to close their eyes and wait for death, "Bold An Yunshan, dare to commit a crime and bully the saint!" A loud shout sounded.

As soon as the gray shadow flashed, Zhuge Zheng and I appeared beside the cold-blooded and iron hand, stretched out his hand and sent out a palm, helping the two of them block this earth-shattering blow.

An Yunshan found that the master was coming, and immediately withdrew and retreated: "Zhuge is me? Okay! Okay! Very good! You are all here!"

But Zhuge Zheng looked at Zhao Ji and said, "Official, are you okay?" The old minister is late to escort him, please forgive the saint. ”

The emperor looked overjoyed, breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily: "Teacher, you came just in time, quickly take down this traitor to me." ”

"Yes!" Zhuge Zheng answered, turned to the two of them and said, "I'm dragging this Anyun Mountain now, you guys hurry up and cover the retreat of the official family!"

"Yes, sir!" replied the Iron Hand.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was under the protection of several people and rushed out, Zhuge Zheng turned around, took a few steps forward, and stood opposite An Yunshan.

The war between the two is about to break out, An Yunshan is cunning and greedy like a wolf, and Zhuge is like a gentleman, and has the feelings of a hermit, if there is really any animal to compare, it is the crane that is the most suitable. This battle is now a duel between a wolf and a crane.