The reason why he didn't use the original moves from the tomb of Wei Ziqi for a long time was because the positions of the fifteen people on the other side were too scattered, and it was also because this protector never made a move, which made Wu Zheng feel uncertain.

Now that the two of them are in hand, what surprises Wu Zheng is that this person's kung fu is not under the three absolute scholars and reckless masters. Even if there are few differences, they are only very subtle differences. Wu Zheng couldn't help but think in his heart, if he was entangled by this person, he would definitely not be able to rescue Princess Caifeng, who had already lost her horse and the best chance to escape, and Gu Ye, the eighth prince.

Although the other party is ridiculously tall, Wu Zheng knows in his heart that if he blindly escapes, he will definitely be able to escape with his whole body. It's just that Wu Zheng couldn't ignore it and see Princess Caifeng fall into the hands of the other party? Even if he knew that he couldn't do it, Wu Zheng still didn't want to give up. Even if there is a chance that no one of the three will be able to escape, Wu Zheng still has to give it a try.

Wu Zheng, who was entangled by the so-called protector in front of him, was already clear when he heard the voice, the ten people holding crossbows, including the Ghost Seeing Sorrow Tong Mountain, were still outside the battle circle, and among the other four, two who were not injured in the battle just now had already rushed over. Don't say it's two, even one person is enough to control Princess Caifeng and the Eighth Prince.

Now that he has made up his mind to fight to the end, Wu Zheng no longer hesitates. I saw that the thin bamboo pole in his hand, which was less than three feet, suddenly tilted down a little, and with the slight sound of ropes from above, the move suddenly changed, and the original move had been cast.

"Huh!"

The so-called Dharma protector immediately saw the fierceness and extraordinaryness of Wu Zheng's moves, and at the same time that he couldn't help but scream, the person also slightly avoided half a step back. It's just that what he didn't expect was that it was this half-step of subconsciously retreating that gave Wu Zheng a rare opportunity. Seeing that the opponent did not attack him, but turned to kill the ten people holding crossbows around him, the so-called Dharma protector was shocked, knowing that he was going to suffer, when he swung his sword to attack, he was unable to stop Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng's preferred target is to see the ghost and worry about Tong Mountain.

Because when he interrogated Miaoshou Shangguan Wuji in Sihui City, he already knew that Tong Shan was the leader of the action in Sihui County, so his hatred for him was even deeper.

This sudden change was unexpected by everyone. Especially when the thin bamboo pole in Wu Zheng's hand pierced through the front chest of the Ghost Seeing Sorrowful Tong Mountain and leaked out from the back, with a miserable shout, the two people who were about to catch up with Princess Caifeng who were stumbling and running in the bushes on the steep hillside couldn't help but stop and look back.

"Juniors are looking for death!"

It's just that although his mouth is ruthless, the movements of the Dharma protector are always half a beat slower than Wu Zheng. Whenever Wu Zheng killed a subordinate armed with a crossbow, he could only chase Wu Zheng three steps behind him. In the blink of an eye, none of the ten people could be spared, but Wu Zheng was also hit by two crossbow arrows. One on the left thigh near the base of the thigh, and one on the right chest up, near the collarbone.

For a while, blood gushed out, and after Wu Zheng had already taken off his cotton robe, half of his close-fitting thin shirt and pants were dyed red.

There was no time to stop the bleeding at the acupoint, and after killing the ten strong crossbowmen, Wu Zheng chased after the two in front of him without touching his feet. And the protector behind him was always about three feet away from Wu Zheng, just keeping the long sword in the opponent's hand just enough to reach Wu Zheng's body.

It's not that he doesn't want to intercept Wu Zheng in one leap, first, Wu Zheng is performing that primitive move, which can be driven by him to speed up his action; second, Wu Zheng has already exerted the Lingyun footwork under his feet to the extreme. Even if the so-called Dharma protector tried his best, he could only maintain a distance of about three feet from Wu Zheng, and he could no longer shorten even an inch.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, but it was just a blink of an eye, and just when the outstretched hand of one of the two was about to touch Princess Caifeng, Wu Zheng also arrived. Although the other person had also rushed behind Gu Ye, the eighth prince, Wu Zheng had no way to save the two people at the same time. In my heart, I still hoped that Gu Ye would be able to hold on for one or two breaths in order to buy himself some time, so he chose the weakest Princess Caifeng first.

Wu Zheng knew in his heart that he would not have the opportunity to attack the person in front of him who was about to catch Gu Luan with the thin bamboo pole in his hand. Otherwise, even if he only had a slight delay in blinking his eyelids, when he knocked down the person in front of him, the long sword pointing straight at the back of his heart would inevitably penetrate his body, and he still couldn't save the brother and sister.

Therefore, Wu Zheng had to lean forward suddenly with the upper half of his body, bend his left arm, and hit the back of the man's neck with his left elbow. The thin bamboo pole in her right hand is a backhand sword move, stabbing out from under her armpit, trying to block the chasing protector, even for a moment, it is enough for her to pull up the Caifeng princess on the ground and protect her behind her.

Bang, the person in front of him was desperate for meritorious service, and before he had time to dodge, he was hit by Wu Zheng's elbow, and his body suddenly fell down, and it happened to fall on Princess Caifeng's leg.

And Wu Zheng stabbed the thin bamboo pole behind him with his backhand, but he did not succeed in stopping the long sword in the hand of the Dharma protector. Just forced the tip of the sword in the opponent's hand to move half a foot horizontally, and with a pop, it still pierced into the position of Wu Zheng's left back, which was five inches deep.

stumbled, and Wu Zheng's body suddenly fell down.

"Starling!"

Princess Caifeng's mournful shout suddenly sounded in his ears, and the afterglow of his eyes told Wu Zheng that the person who rushed behind the Eighth Prince actually slapped his palm on Gu Ye's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the dignified Eighth Prince, King Zheng Gu Ye suddenly died of a brain overflow.

Wu Zheng, who was full of anger, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and the thin bamboo pole in his hand was thrown at the man as a hidden weapon. With a snort, the left rib barely had a root into its body.

Knowing that this was not the time for him to fall, Wu Zheng's body that was about to touch the ground suddenly stopped, and at the same time, his right hand picked up the long sword in the hand of the person who was hit by his elbow on the back of the neck and temporarily fainted. With the inertia of the body rushing forward, he kicked the ground with his left heel, and drew a semicircular arc with his right foot from back to front, and the body suddenly turned 180 degrees.

When Wu Zheng turned his body and faced the so-called Dharma Protector head-on, the opponent's long sword stabbed horizontally again, and the target was the heart of his left chest. I only had time to twist my body in pain, and heard the tip of the opponent's sword pierce into my left chest, rubbing against my ribs to make a clear sound, Wu Zheng's right hand long sword once again performed that set of primitive moves, and it was also a sword piercing into the opponent's left chest.

The bodies of the two men fell towards each other almost simultaneously.

The last memory left in Wu Zheng's consciousness was the incredulous, frightened, and desperate look in the eyes of the so-called Dharma protector.

And, from behind her, Princess Caifeng once again screamed violently:

"Wu Zheng-!" (To be continued.) )