(Cat flutter Chinese) ( ) At night, the people of the Ming Sect were already ready to go in the valley.

Zhao Yu was at the front of the team, surrounded by Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng, whose injuries had improved. Several people were looking forward to it, waiting for Wei Yixiao, who had gone to investigate the news, to send back the latest information, and then decided whether to attack the people of the Ruyang Palace, or leave.

Things did not develop in the direction expected by Zhao Yu, and the six factions did not cause fruitful kills to the Yuan soldiers at all. In this regard, although Zhao Yu has some regrets in his heart, he does not mind it too much. It is up to people to plan things and things to succeed in heaven, he overestimated the combat effectiveness of the six factions, but it is not surprising that he has this result. To annihilate the people of the Ruyang Palace, it's just that he doesn't want to admit defeat to Zhao Min in his heart, but in fact, whether to annihilate them completely is not of much significance to the overall situation. The king of Ruyang commanded the world's soldiers and horses, and although this thousand-person cavalry team was considered a rare elite soldier, even if it was gone, it would not break its muscles and bones. And the martial arts righteous path has a deep foundation for the Ming Sect, and the elites of each faction are wiped out in a battle, and it is difficult to stir up any more storms.

As he weighed it in his heart, Wei Yixiao's agile figure rushed through the night, and he could see a figure under his arm from a distance. Rushing a few feet in front of him, Wei Yixiao had already roared in a low voice: "Sect Master, something is wrong! All factions have already fallen for the Tartars' tricks and have been captured!"

When Zhao Yu and the others heard this, their faces changed, they turned over and dismounted and rushed forward, only to find that the person who was held under Wei Yixiao's armpit was actually a gray-faced old monk. The old monk's eyes were slightly wide, his breath was weak, and after hearing the sound, he just opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yu, his face became more and more ugly, and his expression became more and more sad after closing his eyes.

"What the hell happened?" Zhao Yu glanced at the old monk, and then asked Wei with a smile.

Wei Yixiao placed the old monk on the ground. He said: "It turns out that the Tartar had poisoned the hands of various factions as early as yesterday, and he has been hiding it all the time! This old monk has profound skills, and he can barely suppress the poison, and sneaks out and hides it halfway up the mountainside. I bumped into him and brought him back. ”

Hearing this, Yin Tianzheng had already snorted coldly: "These people are also used to the rivers and lakes, how could they fall for such an indiscriminate trick?

"Devil, what are you talking about!" although the old monk of the robbery was poisoned. But his temper is still fierce. The reaction to Yin Tianzheng's ridicule was very fierce, and he said weakly: "If it weren't for the fact that you demon sect demons were put together, how could the various factions fall into this step! Demon Lord, you are a Han person." Since I knew that the Tartars used the Western Regions. Why didn't you report it sooner! Tartar. Inserted people in various factions early, and took advantage of people's unpreparedness to put drugs in the water, such a vicious move. How to be prepared!"

Zhao Yu turned a deaf ear to the reprimands of the old monk, but turned his head to discuss with Yang Xiao and the others: "The Tartars have already taken down the six factions, but they keep it secret, it should be to lure us to take it down." It seems that our previous plan is going to be abandoned. ”

Yang Xiao and the others nodded with regret, and they all sighed: "Who would have thought that the six factions would be so vulnerable!"

The old monk couldn't bear it, snorted coldly, but said in a deep voice: "Demon Lord, if you are still a bloody Han Chinese, you should lead the crowd to save the people of all factions who were captured by the Tartars! I promise you that as long as you are willing to save the people of all factions, the righteous path of martial arts will remember your great kindness and will never be an enemy of your Mingjiao again!"

Zhao Yu ignored him, beckoned Hu Qingniu to come, and carefully diagnosed him before asking, "What poison?"

Hu Qingniu observed for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "It's ten fragrant soft tendons, this kind of drug is colorless and fragrant, the poisoned person's whole body is sore, and he can't use internal force, no matter how good his martial arts are, he can only be caught after being poisoned." However, the materials used in this medicine are extremely exquisite and precious, and the formula is the exclusive secret of some monks in the Western Regions, and each one is more precious than gold. The Ruyang Royal Mansion used this drug to obsess over so many people in the rivers and lakes, which is really a big deal. ”

Zhao Yu nodded thoughtfully, not without joy in his heart. From the description of the old monk, it is known that the undercover agent of the Ruyang Royal Mansion has entered the six factions early, and if he is shaken and introduces the six factions to the top of the light to fight the enemy together, then I am afraid that the people of the Ming Sect will be caught by this drug if they are not prepared.

The old monk chattered for a long time, but he was ignored all the time, so angry that he screamed, but he couldn't use his strength around him, so he could only be at the mercy of others.

Things changed unexpectedly, and Zhao Yu immediately decided: "Let's leave immediately and go to Yumen Pass." If the enemy knows that we have already fallen to the top of the light, I am afraid that there will be another twist and turn!"

When Yang Xiao and the others heard this order, they all nodded and came down. The power of the Ruyang Palace's power here far exceeded that of the Ming Sect, and the plan to use the six factions to dissipate its strength also failed, and if it was too strong to seek a decisive battle, it would only increase casualties.

When the old monk heard this, he was shocked, and said in a trembling voice: "You just abandon the six factions and ignore it? If the righteous path of martial arts falls because of this, the demon lord, you will be a sinner in martial arts! You are a sinner in the world, and you will be scolded in a thousand years!"

Hearing that this old monk's noise was really annoying, Zhao Yu sneered: "You old monk also thinks highly of yourself, since you can save your life, just wait and see." Let's see if the world will become cleaner without your six factions. ”

Wei Yi smiled and stunned the old monk, and then wondered: "Sect Master, do we still want to leave this old monk and take him back to the Central Plains?"

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "Take it back." The various factions still have some strength left in the Central Plains, and if they want to clear up too much trouble, let this old monk pass the facts back here, let them fight with the Ruyang Mansion to save people, and let the Yuan Court feel what it is like to stab a hornet's nest. ”

Yin Tianzheng said with emotion: "I have been fighting with various factions for all these years, but I didn't expect them to end up like this. After this battle, I am afraid that the Central Plains martial arts will be lost and will collapse. ”

Zhao Yu waved his hand and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, there are talented people in the country, martial arts have existed for thousands of years, without this group of people, naturally there will be another group of rises soon." Although the elites of each faction have been lost, this famous signboard can still be used to mend and mend it, which has bewitched many people in the rivers and lakes. It's just that in the future, the rules of this martial arts can't be determined by them!"

Hundreds of people want to move, and it is difficult to hide from the army of the Ruyang Palace. Now they no longer have the power of the six factions to restrain them. If the people of the Ming Sect want to get out safely and not be embellished, it will take some troubles.

However, the advantage of the Ming Sect now is that the masters of the Ruyang Royal Mansion do not know that they have gone down to the top of the light. Zhao Yu led Wei Yixiao and others to carry a large amount of tinder and oil, rushed into the unsuspecting Yuan army horse camp outside the mountain, and wantonly set fires. Thousands of horses with few restraints neighed and galloped, and the scene was chaotic.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the Mingjiao people easily got out of trouble and rode away all the way. And the people of Ruyang Wangfu who reacted. After restraining the chaotic horses. can only hope for the dust and eat the soil, but he can no longer catch up with the people of the Ming Sect.

After leaving Kunlun Mountain and traveling east for a day, the scout in front suddenly reported. Grab a couple of decent people. Zhao Yu was also curious. Unexpectedly, there are still fish that have slipped through the net. So he ordered that people be brought over and have a look.

A few people with withered expressions were brought up, Zhao Yu took a closer look, and found that it was actually the Huashan swordsman Bai Hechou and several Huashan sect disciples who had several faces. Thinking that they were forcibly expelled from the camp to find Zhang Wuji's whereabouts, they escaped by chance.

Bai Hechou and the others drooped their heads and shrugged their shoulders, not daring to raise their heads, and the cold sweat on their foreheads rushed out of the mud ditches on their dusty faces, describing them as more and more embarrassed.

Zhao Yu remembered some of the words of Bai Hechou, laughed on the horseback, pointed lightly at the horsewhip, and said: "It turned out to be the Baihe Chou Bai Hero of the Huashan Sect, how did you fall here?"

When Bai Hechou heard that the Demon Lord still knew him, his joy flashed on his face, and then he talked about it with a face. It turned out that not long after they left the camp, they saw the Ming Sect in Ruyang Palace, pretending to be Mingjiao, rushing to the camp of the six factions, and they were in a panic, so they fled on horseback, but they lost their way in the desert and had been circling around the neighborhood for several days.

Zhao Yu looked at this Bai Hechou, and suddenly remembered something in his heart, so he asked: "Bai Daxia, what do you have to do with your Bai Yuan seniors?"

When Bai Hechou heard this question, his face changed suddenly, and he said quickly: "Demon Lord, we are in the hands of your Demon Sect today, and we are no longer alive. Bai Yuan is my father, he was brutally killed by the people in your demon sect, and the revenge of killing his father is not shared! Let's get acquainted with each other, if you are a good man, Demon Lord, hand over the murderer of my father, and fight me fairly, even if he dies, I am grateful to you!"

Zhao Yu nodded and said: "Bai Daxia is really worthy of his famous demeanor, and he treats his father to filial piety." But it's a pity, you can't avenge your father's murder after all. Lingzun Baiyuan's predecessor actually died in the hands of Xian Yutong, the head of your faction, and Xian Yutong had been killed by the extermination master. ”

Hearing this, Bai He's face changed suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible...... Demon Lord, your method of sowing discord is too vulgar, how can I be fooled!"

Zhao Yu didn't explain much, and waved his hand to let the old monk come up. The old monk fell into the hands of Mingjiao, and lost the power of self-preservation, and was in a dilemma of life and death.

After learning the whole story, Bai Hechou's face suddenly turned pale, he took out the long sword at his waist, slashed into the void like crazy, and roared angrily: "Xian Yutong dog thief, it's really you! It's really you......"

Zhao Yu didn't have the interest to look at Bai He and went crazy, waved his hand to restrain him, and then asked: "The people of your faction have all fallen into the hands of the Tartars, I don't know what Bai Daxia's plans are?"

Bai He was sad for a long time before he regained his composure, and when he heard this question, he suddenly rejoiced: "The Demon Lord is willing to let us go?"

Zhao Yu said: "The grudge between the Ming Sect and Your Excellency stems from a misunderstanding, since the truth has been revealed, what reason do I have to hold you back?

Bai Hechou gritted his teeth and said: "Xian Yutong dog thief killed my father, I can't kill him with my own hands! From then on, I, Bai Hechou, have nothing to do with the Huashan faction! Such a sect that does not distinguish between good and evil, and it is just right to be clean when it dies!"

Zhao Yu shook his head and said: "Bai Daxia's words are biased, killing Ling Zun is a rare move, but it has nothing to do with the Huashan faction. Now that your faction is suffering from the biggest crisis since the establishment of the faction, I know that Bai Daxia is both wise and brave, and at this time he should climb high and shout to save the Huashan faction from the moment of survival! If it can be done, not only your faction should be grateful to Dade, but also the martial arts will also respect Bai Daxia's righteous deeds, and Bai Daxia will also inspire the martial arts with his own decadence, which can be called a truly unprecedented generation of heroes!"

Bai He didn't expect the Demon Lord to have such a high opinion of himself, and when he was complacent in his heart, he was not carried away, and hesitated: "But I don't have enough strength now......

Zhao Yu nodded understandingly: "Things are man-made, and those who become great things are indispensable for patience." If there is no complete plan to do things, it is not called bravery, it is called recklessness. The matter of Bai Daxia's rescue of his fellow disciples does not need to be in a hurry, this matter must be weighed at his discretion. Although the friendship between Mingjiao and various factions is shallow, after all, they belong to the same line of martial arts in the Central Plains, and if Bai Daxia has any difficulties, Mingjiao will also help!"

When Bai Hechou heard this, his expression gradually loosened, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The rumors in the rivers and lakes are false, and they can't be taken seriously. When I talked to the Demon Lord today, I realized that you are a true hero with a broad mind and who has come out of the mud without staining! I was almost mistaken by those rumors that maliciously slandered the Demon Lord, and I was so ashamed to mistakenly admit that I had wronged a good person!"

Although Zhao Yu was thick-skinned, he was also slightly praised by these words, and said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes have been around for a long time, and I have seen people's hearts, I don't care about those malicious slanders." If Bai Daxia doesn't dislike it, is he willing to go with Mingjiao and make a plan after returning to the Central Plains?"

Bai Hechou had a good impression of him because of Zhao Yu's words, but his deep-rooted vigilance against Mingjiao in his heart did not change, and he hesitated a little after hearing the words. However, I thought that the army of the Ruyang Royal Mansion was so powerful that even all the factions were captured, and a few of my own people might not be able to return to the Central Plains safely, but it was better to go with the Ming Sect. Moreover, the Demon Lord is kind and reasonable, and he is not as arrogant and domineering as the rumors, and forming a friendship with him is not necessarily a bad thing. After weighing it for a long time, he finally nodded and was taken down by the Mingjiao people to change his shirt and rest.

The old monk of the robbery watched coldly not far away, looking at the Demon Lord's rhetoric, his face showed deep disdain, and he spat on the ground fiercely, and reprimanded: "False benevolence and false righteousness!"

Zhao Yu glanced at him and sneered: "Who can tell the difference between the true and the false?" I'm afraid that it won't be long before you Shaolin will come to me to help you choose a leader." ”

When Du Zheng heard this, his face became more and more annoyed, and he roared angrily: "You want to take this opportunity to restrain the entire martial arts, don't dream!

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched and said, "Let's wait and see." (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese