Early the next morning, Li Daoqiang left Black Dragon Village alone.
Only more than two hundred miles away from Jingzhou, Nuo Da's camp began to stir.
"Hurry, hurry up, load them all into the carriage."
"Be gentle, be gentle, handle everything with care. No one can afford to break anything."
"Quick, quick, everything must be installed before the order is given."
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People screamed and horses neighed, and for a while, there were quite chaotic sounds everywhere. The entire camp, which was originally orderly, became chaotic.
At this moment, suddenly——
"Who! How brave!"
A loud shout exploded from the camp, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of "boom" spread.
Then the curtain seemed to have completely opened, and the number of fighting figures suddenly increased, almost panicking the entire camp, and there were panic sounds everywhere.
Wang Baobao walked out of the tent, squinted his eyes and looked at the most massive battle, with a cold light overflowing, and immediately calmly issued an order to set up the camp.
"Zhang Wuji, it's you again!"
"Hmph, I let you run away last time, but you still dare to cause trouble. Today I will capture you alive."
King Kong Patriarch and Taoist Baishu shouted coldly, the two of them joined forces and showed no mercy.
A strong sun is blazing.
A cold and cold one.
He rushes towards the person on the opposite side violently, his tyrannical strength is like substance.
The person opposite looked solemn and said nothing. Suddenly, his figure sank slightly, his horse stepped up, and his hands moved.
A circle of blue light followed.
I saw that the strong and yin power reached his whole body, but it seemed to have spirituality, wrapping around him in circles.
King Kong Patriarch and Taoist Baishu were surprised, and then sneered.
They are both extremely powerful. Even if the two of them join forces, it will take a lot of effort to defeat Zhang Wuji.
After all, Zhang Wuji's defensive ability is indeed strong, and it is even more difficult to capture the opponent alive.
But the other party actually wants to compete with them now!
hehe!
Although the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Great Shift of the Universe are powerful, if you want to fight against the power of the two of them by yourself, you are seeking death.
There was a brief calm here, and the fighting in other places became increasingly fierce.
The movements of more than twenty powerful masters were enough to overthrow the entire camp.
The only place that was relatively peaceful was a tent on the left side of the camp.
As soon as the chaos emerged, several figures quickly came to the center of the camp and stood not far from Zhao Min who walked out of the tent with a look of worry on his pretty face.
"Oh, the leader of the Ming Cult, the two envoys on the left and right, the two great Dharma kings, and the five scattered people, the Ming Cult is almost in full force." Ouyang Feng, the leader, calmly looked at the battle situation and smiled with interest. Nor cover up.
"Aren't we going to take action?" Behind him, Ding Chunqiu frowned slightly, limiting his voice to the few people around him.
He didn't pay much attention to other battle situations, only staring at Zhao Min not far away.
Ouyang Feng was always staring at that bright and indescribable figure with his peripheral vision, and said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? As long as the princess is fine, how many people die has nothing to do with us?"
Ding Chunqiu and several others immediately understood, and each smiled as if they were enjoying the show, and said no more.
Indeed, as long as Zhao Min is fine, it doesn't matter how many people Meng Yuan dies.
What's more, if something happens, Ouyang Feng will still be responsible at the front, just watch the show.
On the other side, Wang Baobao frowned and stared at the ghostly and fast figure who was fighting one against two with a look of confusion.
What does Zhang Wuji want to do?
He actually competed with Baishang and the other two in terms of skill, and he didn't let Wei Yixiao try to take Minmin away first!
While he was frowning in deep thought, Ouyang Feng's expression suddenly changed, his skill surged, and Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly.
"poisonous!"
Before the sound could even be heard, the bodies of thousands of people who were being evacuated from the entire camp were as limp as noodles, with tears streaming down their faces.
The same was true for the Meng Yuan strong men who fought against the strong men of the Ming sect, including Wang Baobao and Zhao Min.
In the blink of an eye, the originally chaotic camp stopped fighting, and the only people left standing were the strong men of the Ming Cult, Ouyang Feng, Ding Chunqiu, and the King Kong Patriarch and Baishu Taoist who were still competing with Zhang Wuji.
The expressions of Patriarch King Kong and Taoist Baishu changed greatly, and they were about to retreat.
But at this time, the three people's skills were entangled for a long time, and Zhang Wuji's whole body emitted strong traction and suction, making them unable to withdraw their palm power for a while, and they could only continue to fight hard, their faces extremely ugly.
be cheated!
"Sorrowful breeze!"
Ouyang Feng's power calmed down, but his aura became thick and restrained. He glanced at him and snorted coldly.
At the same time, he arrived in front of Zhao Min in a few steps, looking coldly at the strong men of the Ming Cult who had gathered around him. Ding Chunqiu followed him.
The two of them are not afraid of this sad breeze, but there is no way to relieve it for others immediately.
"Senior Ouyang, although you are not afraid of this sad breeze, there are so many of us. Even if we can't defeat you, you can't stop us. Why not get out of the way so as not to hurt the harmony."
Among the powerful men from the Ming Cult who had gathered around, a handsome middle-aged man who was leading the group spoke slowly.
"Ha." Ouyang Feng sneered disdainfully, looked at the three people who were still competing, and praised: "It's a good strategy. Although the sad breeze is good, it can only have some influence on the peerless strong man. .
Zhang Wuji took the risk to attract King Kong and Baishu to compete with him, but in fact it was just to entangle them.
You are fighting against the powerful Meng Yuan men in order to spread the poison over a wide area.
Instead of kidnapping the princess immediately, I had calculated that I and others only wanted to protect the princess and would not take action immediately.
Everything is for this moment. Was this strategy arranged by you, Yang Xiao? "
"Senior Ouyang has a sharp eye, and Mr. Yang is even more fortunate to have your ears."
The middle-aged man nodded modestly, but his chic and arrogant temperament remained unchanged. When he raised his eyes, his voice deepened: "We really don't want to fight with seniors. There is still a long way from here to Jingzhou, and seniors don't need to delay. Time, how about we give up and disperse?"
"Hahaha." Ouyang Feng laughed, not nervous at all, and said coldly: "Do you think you want to fight with me?"
Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "Senior's martial arts skills are superb, and I feel inferior to the lower class people. But if you want to take away the princess, you can't stop me."
"Even if you succeed now, will you be able to escape again?
As big as the world is, there is only one dead end.
Now I can be lenient and let you leave safely. "Ouyang Feng said expressionlessly.
"Senior, since you still want to delay, we have no choice but to take action forcefully." Yang Xiao sighed softly, waved his hand, and rushed towards Ouyang Feng first.
The figures with disfigured faces on the side took action at the same time. When the two of them took action, there was a faint tendency to join forces.
The other Ming Cult masters looked cold and rushed towards Ding Chunqiu and Zhao Min.
(sleep.)
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