When Ling Junlai was in mid-air, he caught a glimpse of more than a dozen flying arrows shooting from the west, and the team of archers who released the arrows were all one in a hundred archers, who could hold two stone strong bows, and the accuracy was excellent, but he still couldn't help Ling Junlai, only to see him wave his big sleeves, wrap all the flying arrows in his sleeves, and throw them at Wanyan Zongwang. His strength was so great that arrows whizzed out. Wanyan Zongwang was shocked, hurriedly rushed forward, lying on the ground motionless, the arrow swept over his head, hitting several guards, although they were all wearing iron armor, but the arrow was full of true qi, all of them broke through the armor, through the back of the heart. Although the rest of the guards were not confused, they hurriedly raised their shields to protect Yan Zongwang and slowly retreated.

Ling Junlai stepped on the heads of the golden soldiers, and there were two ups and downs, only ten zhang away from Yan Zongwang's escort. Several Jin soldiers Mouke (the head of a hundred households) saw Ling Junlai's intentions, and shouted in Jurchen: "All step back! Protect the second prince, that guy will still assassinate!" However, Ling Junlai jumped a few feet, although he noticed it, he couldn't turn around. Ling Junlai turned over and landed, and he was about to catch up with Yan Zongwang.

At this moment, the sword light in front of him was Huo Huo, and the two sword qi were attacking left and right, pressing people. Ling Junlai knew that a master was coming, and when he swept his eyes, he saw that the sword bearers were Wu Ting and Gong Zhen, so he wanted to swing his sword to shake them back. But the two of them were quite jealous of him, and they only dared to harass him with sword qi, and did not dare to fight hard. Ling Junlai was secretly anxious, seeing that Li Xiu was not far away, and he was about to arrive with Mei Ting, and if he couldn't get it, he could only give up. At the moment, he did not avoid or dodge the sword qi of the two people of the Wu Palace, and chased with all his strength, but was attacked by the two sword qi, and was injured and injured. After spitting out a small mouthful of blood, he rushed to the front of the escort regardless of his injuries, and the ironclad guards were in full position and rushed forward side by side. Ling Junlai shouted, the bloody knife danced wildly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the heads and corpses of the golden soldiers were separated, the blood was injected into the sky, and a bloody path was killed like chopping vegetables. Wanyan Zongwang looked back while running, his legs were weak with fright, and when he saw Ling Junlai, who was covered in blood, rushing in front of him, he knew that it was useless to run again, so he turned around and shouted: "The castle lord spares the life of this king, whatever you want, just ask, this king agrees." Ling Junlai held the knife in his hand and said, "I only need your head!" When he swung the knife to slash, he suddenly noticed a sword qi and a palm wind attacking from behind, and he knew that it was Li Xiuzhi and You Ji without asking. This is the last chance to kill Yan Zongwang, if you miss it, you will lose all your previous efforts, and you will not hesitate at the moment and slash it with one sword.

Wanyan Zongwang didn't even snort before his head was different, and Ling Junlai was also attacked from behind, especially jealous of the evil palm power is enough to split rocks and gravel, but hitting Ling Junlai's back is like hitting a steel plate, and he suffered internal injuries. Li Xiuzhi's skill was three points stronger, and he didn't use the bell sound palm, he used the long sword, but it only pierced Ling Junlai's vest two inches, and his body was shocked, and the long sword was so suspended from his hand. Ling Junlai spit out a mouthful of blood, did not look back, picked up Yan Zongwang's blood-drenched head, wrapped it in a robe, and continued to sweep forward. When all the masters and Jin soldiers saw the tragic death of their master, they were all stunned, and they were at a loss, Gao Qingyi was the first to react, and roared angrily: "What else to see! Don't you take back the head of the second prince!"

Ling Junlai was severely injured by several masters, and his internal injuries were extremely serious, although he did not let the attack with true pressure, he could hold on for an hour at most, and if he could not get out to heal during this time, the consequences of being caught could be imagined. He is very light and high, a few longitudinal and far away from the competition platform, all the way to the north gallop, look at it, can not help but secretly rejoice in the heart, in front of the rolling vast mountainous area, the terrain on the mountain is complicated, horses can not walk, the advantage of more gold soldiers no longer exists, if it is just a small force of pursuit troops, they have the hope of getting out. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind him, and thousands of cavalry followed, led by a big man with an iron tower, and hissed loudly: "Ling Jun come! You kill my young master, the old man will never rest with you!" Ling Junlai heard that it was Wanyan who came to hurry, and hurriedly accelerated his footsteps, if he caught up, he would not want to get out.

Wanyan Li's palm was not strong, and he quickly adjusted his breath, and found that Wanyan Zongwang had been killed, and he was ashamed of his trust by Taizu, vowing to catch Lingjun and come back to divide the body of the five horses in front of the second prince's spirit. The anger brought out the potential in his body, and he completely forgot about the serious internal injuries, snatched the war horse of a golden soldier, and led people to chase after him. Although Ling Junlai's journey is fast, it is difficult to last, but fortunately, the mountain is close in front of him, and when the time comes, he will play hide and seek with Jin Bing, even if there are thousands of troops, he will not be afraid.

Gao Qingyi, who was in charge of the overall situation in the competition, let the soldiers carry away the headless corpse of Wan Yan Zongwang, he knew that this matter was not trivial, and Lord Lang would definitely be furious when he knew it, and he also had one less backer, so he could only find another 'big tree' to live in. But the mess in front of him had to be taken care of by himself, he guessed that Ling Jun's assassination had been premeditated, otherwise the other people in the Blood Knife Castle would not have withdrawn so cleanly, but they definitely hadn't gone far yet, and immediately summoned the twelve Meng'an (Thousand Household Chiefs) present to keep two of them in order, and no one in the audience could leave the venue to inquire about the whereabouts of the Blood Knife Castle. The other Meng'an led his troops to search carefully within a radius of five hundred miles, and after finding the thieves of the Blood Knife Castle, they tried to catch them alive and dead, but they couldn't let them go.

The twelve commanders were about to leave, when one of them ran up and shouted, "No...... Oh no...... Something went wrong. Gao Qingyi frowned and said: "What's wrong, say it quickly!" Na Mouke said: "The Han man named Xu Huan is in charge, he took some soldiers to rob the princess, and killed the mound all the way, our five hundred people can't hold them, and our subordinates have come to ask for help." Gao Qingyi was shocked and angry, and scolded: "Xu returned this thing inside and outside, which princess did they rob?" Mou Ke said: "It's Emperor Roufu." Gao Qingyi said: "How many soldiers are still involved in the rebellion?" Mou Ke said: "Three soldiers." Gao Qingyi was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he slapped Na Mouke hard, and scolded: "Waste! Rice bucket! Five hundred people can't hold the three of them, what are you doing to eat!" Mou Ke said aggrievedly: "My lord doesn't know, those three Han people are really committed, and they have the courage of ten thousand people, and our sons have suffered a lot of casualties, so they can't stop them at all." Gao Qingyi's heart moved when he heard that those soldiers were Han Chinese, and he realized that this matter was the same thing as Ling Jun's assassination, maybe the three golden soldiers were disguised by the masters of the Blood Sword Castle, and they not only wanted to assassinate the second prince, but also robbed the emperor and sent him back to the Southern Dynasty. Gao Qingyi felt a chill on his body, and immediately said: "All Meng'an will lead troops to quell the chaos, there will be people from the Blood Sword Fort among them, and catching one is equivalent to capturing a group, and the princess will be recaptured!"