The little fat man's knife quickly and accurately slashed at a figure that suddenly appeared, the man was holding a long knife, and he was originally going to attack the crown prince Zao Wou-ki. The man was slashed in two. Slashed diagonally from his left arm to his waist, his upper body and lower body split into two pieces and scattered on the ground.

The intestines, along with the blood, rolled out of the broken part of the body. The intestines were still wriggling, steaming hot. This is a man in black, the same as the Toei ninja attire. I think he was sent to secretly assassinate the prince suddenly, hoping to kill him with one blow. Eight or nine times out of ten, things in the world are unsatisfactory, even if they have exhausted their origins, they have not counted the prince, and there is a brave and loyal little fat man who is agile.

The black-clothed ninja failed to assassinate and was cut in two by the little fat man. After the cutoff, he was not dead. There was only one arm in his upper body, and he used the remaining right hand to hold the knife and crawl towards the prince, his eyes full of murderous looks. Behind him, the intestines were dragged out by more than a meter, and there was a long trail of blood on the ground, which looked extremely hideous in the autumn light.

A tall black horse appeared next to him, and General Zhang Hei sat on the horse with his eyes wide open. If it hadn't been for the little fat man's timely discovery, this ninja would have already succeeded in a sneak attack. If it develops according to their expectations, it seems that these guards and generals are too incompetent.

Now, the ninja's body has been cut in two, and he is trying to attack the prince. I really don't know how their organization trains these people? They can't be called human anymore, they should be called dead soldiers, or the ultimate killing weapon.

Zhang Heixiao brandished a spear and stabbed the ninja who was still crawling with all his strength to the ground. The spear passed through the ninja's body, sinking deep into the ground. The ninja struggled a few times, and his two empty eyes looked at the crown prince Zhao Wuyan for the last time with infinite melancholy, and swallowed his last breath. When he died, he didn't even blink an eye.

Zhang Heixiao picked up this half of the dead body, like waving a flag, waved it in the air a few times, and the bright red blood flowed down the spear, or sprinkled down from the waist slash, staining Zhang Heixiao's face and his clothes red. There was a black object hanging in the middle of it, and I don't know if it was a kidney or a liver.

Zhang Hei's small arms were forced, and the ninja's severed body was like a sword off the string, with a bloody rain, flying towards Zao Wou-ki. Zao Wou-Ki didn't blink his eyes, and he watched the half-cut ninja flying towards him.

The sword flashed, and the fast-flying severed limb was slashed by the ninja beside Zao Wou-Ki. The body, which was originally half-amputated, was once again tragically divided into two ends. The black-clothed ninja stabbed the dead companion in the neck. The head fell from its body, threw it to the ground, and rolled a few times. A thin mist seemed to have been added to his dead eyes, as if he was weeping for the catastrophe he would suffer after death.

The black-clothed ninja didn't look at his companion on the ground, and at some point, there were more people beside him. These people were all dressed in black and had long knives in their hands. They were covered in black, revealing only two godless eyes. These people don't have all kinds of ** anymore, some are just killing.

The black-clad ninja from before was obviously the leader of their men. I saw him slowly raise his knife, the tip of the knife pointed at the bright sun in the air, and let out a beast-like roar: "Accord West!"

When the men in black heard his order, they drew their waist knives one after another, and the blades of the blades emitted dazzling brilliance in the sunlight. These black-clothed men, like a group of vicious wolves that had found a flock of sheep, howled in their mouths in an incomprehensible language, and quickly pounced on Zhao Wuyan and them.

Zhao Wuyan's soldiers naturally couldn't tolerate these Fanbang thieves hurting the prince, and under the command of Guan Changsheng, the three thousand soldiers of the first column met these more than 100 ninjas.

It is said that the 3,000 soldiers of the imperial court fought with more than 100 people, and the combined 30 people fought one, so they should have the advantage. Unexpectedly, when the armies of the two sides first came into contact, they only heard the sound of swords in unison, mixed with the sound of fighting and heart-rending screams. I saw the severed limbs of people, constantly throwing them out of the crowd. Moreover, most of them were soldiers of the imperial court.

Look at those men in black again, all of them have the light of a five-pointed star shining on their sword shadows. From this, it can be seen that they have lost the masters of the Five Elements Period. The masters of the Five Elements Period against those soldiers who didn't know how to cultivate at all, and only knew some fists and feet, were like a tiger entering a flock, unilaterally slaughtering.

Three thousand soldiers, one of them lost half of them. The rest of the soldiers can't hold on for long. Guan Changsheng was sweating all over his face, rode to the prince's side, and said: "His Royal Highness the prince, the other party's powerful immortal cultivators, we ordinary soldiers can't resist at all!

The prince glanced back at an old man beside him, this old man had a young face and crane hair, and his appearance was thin, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his face. He held a long sword in his hand, and his face was calm. The white robe hunted in the wind, like a white-clothed fluttering Da Luo Jin Immortal who descended from the sky to the world.

This person's name is Qin Ge, and he is another top master after Li Wuming. Last time, Li Wuming was injured under Han Feiguan's sword, and his injuries have not healed so far, and he has not been able to participate in the war. Now, the crown prince wants to conquer Zao Wou-ki, so he invites Qin Ge to temporarily replace Li Wuming's position as the leader of the group.

I saw Qin Ge's long sleeves wave, and some people appeared in front of the prince's horse. These people are clearly different from those soldiers. The soldiers were all armor, spears, and broadswords, while these people were dressed in casual jackets, robes, and some wore tiger skin coats, like savages. This is not too domineering, and even worse, he is wearing only a pair of small shorts, naked/naked upper body and lower limbs, and only the male feature in the middle is wrapped in a small ball. Looking at the large mass that is full, it gives people the feeling that the falcon is about to fly.

Qin Ge nodded slightly to Zhao Wuyan, indicating that he was ready. The prince turned his head to Guan Changsheng, who was already anxious like ants on a hot pot, and said, "General Guan, let your soldiers retreat temporarily!"

Guan Changsheng was waiting for this sentence, seeing that the army he had worked so hard to cultivate was harvested in an instant like a grass mustard. Guan Changsheng's heart was so cold that he couldn't wait to rush forward and replace the soldiers who were still resisting.

Guan Changsheng raised the small green flag in his hand and shouted at the soldiers in the battle: "Everyone listen to my orders and retreat safely!"

When the soldiers heard the commander's order, they also knew in their hearts that they were not the opponents of these fierce men in black in front of them. So, from the back of the troops, in turn, began to withdraw from the combat circle. After leaving behind more than 100 corpses, these poor soldiers finally withdrew to their own troops.

The man in black still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and at this time, those brought by Qin Ge began to enter the battle to replace those defeated soldiers. As soon as Qin Ge made a move, he cultivated for seven weeks, picking up a ninja on the spot. Those immortal cultivators in the back, when they saw their leading brother, as soon as they made a move, they made a military exploit, and their morale was suddenly boosted. One by one, they scrambled to be the first, and the swords, clubs, and even the weapons in the side door attacked those black-clothed people desperately.

As soon as Qin Ge and the others made a move, they immediately played with the decline. Under their watertight prevention and control, it is difficult for the black-clothed ninja to move forward in a measured manner. Qin Ge and the others are also cultivated in the Five Elements Stage at the lowest, and there are also many masters in the Liuhe Period. In terms of numbers, it is also half a catty to eight taels with the ninja in black, which is on par.

The number of people on both sides was decreasing, and when the number of black-clothed ninjas fell by half, and there were less than fifty people who could stand, the ninja leader who was standing beside Zao Wou-Ki began to feel a little restless. You know, these are all ninja elites, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate. In their entire organization, there are only more than 200 people. Now, in order to help Zao Wou-Ki win the country, of course, it was also to win his promise that he was asked to bring ordinary ninjas over. Originally, it was planned that these black-clothed ninjas would be able to block the attack of Zhao Wuyan's hundreds of thousands of troops. What they didn't expect was that Tianhua was also full of talents, and there were hundreds of masters of cultivation above the Five Elements in the imperial court.

When there were only more than twenty ninjas left, the ninja leader finally couldn't help it, he walked up to Zao Wou-Ki and said almost anything. Because it was too far away, the little fat man only saw the lips of the ninja leader and understood, as for what he said, it had long been covered by the sound of the fighting of the immortal cultivators on both sides.

Although the little fat man didn't hear what the black-clothed ninja said, he had been paying attention to Zao Wou-ki's every move. Seeing that Zao Wou-Ki listened to the words of the black-clothed ninja, he turned his head and glanced behind him. Behind Zhao Wuyan, a few people walked out.

Seeing the person in the lead, the little fat man was taken aback. Because this heat is no one else, it is the last time under the knife of the little fat man, the Luofeng Valley Han Feiguan who fled with Zhao Wouji.

Han Feiguan seemed to have completely forgotten about the last defeat, and now he was radiant, wearing a red robe, a golden belt, and a spring breeze on his face. From a distance, it looks like a dignitary of the imperial court.

After Han Feiguan walked out, he first nodded slightly to Zao Wouji, and then, he looked sideways at the battlefield, it was obvious that he didn't care about the deaths and injuries of the black-clothed ninjas who fought on the battlefield and the immortal cultivators of the imperial court. In his eyes, the only final opponent was the crown prince Zao Wou-Ki and the little fat man who let him run away.

Last time, he was defeated by the little fat man's knife, and now he doesn't know what to rely on, two hateful eyes, staring at the little fat man. Slowly, Han Feiguan took out a black spherical object from his pocket.

When the little fat man saw what Han Feiguan had taken out, he was shocked and blurted out, "Thunderbolt Fire Bomb!"