The night passed quietly, and the moon left quietly. Sometimes, the night is actually more pleasant than the day, at least not so noisy.
Because when the sun rises, it always awakens all kinds of debts that were born in the human world.
Early in the morning, a man wearing the uniform of a military attaché of the Protectorate arrived at the gate of Tianshui Cliff, clasped his fists and said to the disciple on duty: "Excuse me, Lord Protector, please invite the priest to come to the Protectorate to discuss matters."
The disciple at the door immediately responded, turned around and went in to report.
The military attache took two steps back and waited at the door, not rushing in.
Not long after, Nie Wuzhi came out of Tianshui Cliff and looked at the military attaché.
This man was wearing the uniform of a sixth-grade captain. The moment he saw Nie Wuzhi, he leaned down and saluted.
"I've met the priest."
"Do you know why Lord Protector invited me to go?"
"I don't know. Early in the morning, the Protector ordered us to invite the Priest to come over. He didn't explain why. He just said that we would like to invite the Priest to come over in a car and to bring a guard. He may be uneasy recently."
"Okay, you can ride back with me in the same car."
After Nie Wuzhi gave the order, not long after, the disciples had already driven the red carriage of the priest.
The military attache said: "I will go back with the priest, and I dare not sit with the priest."
He respectfully stepped aside, and after Nie Wuzhi got into the car, he followed the car back.
Nie Wuzhi let him go again, but he just refused, probably because he felt it would be awkward to ride in the same car with Nie Wuzhi.
Anyone who practices martial arts will have a natural respect for Shangyang Palace.
Even if he is already a sixth-grade military attache, this kind of awe is still in his bones.
It seems that the distance from Tianshui Cliff to Duhu Mansion is not far, but the driving road in the mountains is not straight up or down.
The carriages and horses have to travel in a circuitous way, which is more than ten times farther than the straight line distance.
"Master Protector, please invite me over. Is it an emergency?"
Nie Wuzhi asked again in the carriage.
The military attache replied: "Please forgive me, Priest. I was only assigned to invite the Priest to come over. I don't know whether it is urgent or not. But I am asked to invite the Priest so early in the morning. It is probably urgent." .”
Nie Wuzhi said: "It's better to go through the forest."
The military attache said: "The forest is deep and dense. The safety of the priest is the most important thing, so it is better to take a car."
The woods in this mountain are indeed tall and dense, and most of them are old trees that have grown for who knows how many years.
Wild beasts often appear in the woods, but most of the wild beasts in the mountains have learned their lesson and know that anyone they meet in the mountains is probably not easy to mess with, so there have been no incidents of wild beasts attacking people.
"It's just a few steps."
Nie Wuzhi ordered the carriage and horses to stop. He got out of the carriage and looked at the military attache again: "You and I can go through the forest and save a lot of time."
The military attache said: "I still think it's safer to ride in a car with guards accompanying you."
Nie Wuzhi said: "No problem, just follow me."
After saying that, he walked towards the forest. The place where he got off the car was at the corner of the mountain road. From this position, the location of the Protectorate Palace could not be seen.
Nie Wuzhi turned around and said to the disciples who were driving the carriage: "You don't have to go back. Wait for me at the gate of the Protector's Mansion. I'll be entering the city soon."
The disciple responded quickly, whipped his horse whip, and drove the carriage and horse forward.
Dozens of black cavalry also followed the carriages and horses, guarding them in front and behind.
Nie Wuzhi and the military attache entered the forest and walked for about half a moment when they suddenly heard a muffled sound behind them, as if a muffled thunder had fallen directly on the mountain.
Nie Wuzhi frowned slightly, turned around and rushed towards the sound. The military attache did not dare to relax and strode to follow.
When the two of them arrived on the mountain road, they saw dozens of black riders lying on the ground, but the big red carriage had gone somewhere.
Nie Wuzhi rushed over and stepped forward to check.
Nearby, the black cavalry soldier fell to the ground, with blood stains visible on his chest and still a trace of breath.
Nie Wuzhi leaned down to check the injury of the black cavalry soldier, and then squatted down. The black cavalry soldier suddenly stabbed Nie Wuzhi in the heart.
Nie Wuzhi grabbed his wrist and felt the sound of wind blowing next to him, so he picked up the soldier.
With a bang, a black cavalry soldier who was close to Nie Wuzhi was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.
As soon as Nie Wuzhi turned around, he saw a black cavalry soldier lying on the roadside suddenly stood up and hugged the military attaché of the Protectorate with both hands.
A ball of light flashed on the black cavalry soldier, followed by a violent explosion.
The military attaché was hugged and had difficulty getting out. This time, his back was bruised with blood and flesh. After he fell to the ground, his body was still twitching.
"Spells?"
Nie Wuzhi frowned.
Except for Shangyang Palace, there are only a handful of people in the world who can use talismans, either from Yuxinguan or Xisheng Temple.
And how could people from these two holy places come to kill the priest of Shangyang Palace?
At this moment, dozens of black riders rode back from the front. It was obvious that they were Tianshuiya's team.
They had already passed, and then another group of people came out of the woods, pretending to be attacked, to attract Nie Wuzhi.
If Nie Wuzhi hadn't reacted so quickly, he would have been stabbed just now when he leaned over to check the injury of the black cavalry soldier.
"Protect the Priest!"
The dozens of black knights rushed back, and almost at the same time, everyone took the long spear hanging on the side of their saddle in their hands.
During this charge, several fake black cavalry soldiers who tried to stop them were directly stabbed to death by Chang Yan.
"Master Priest, please return to Tianshui Cliff quickly!"
The red brocade chief of the black cavalry shouted, and stabbed the fake black cavalry soldier rushing towards him to death with another stab.
Nie Wuzhi glanced at the seriously injured military attache, raised his hand and pointed: "Save him back."
Hongjin Baichang responded and urged his horse forward without dismounting. He bent down and grabbed the military attache's belt and lifted him up.
"Open the way for the priest!"
Hongjin Baichang shouted, urged his horse forward, and led half of the black cavalry soldiers to open the way outside, while the other half of the black cavalry soldiers were responsible for cutting off the rear.
Nie Wuzhi had just taken a few steps forward when a black cavalry soldier lying on the roadside who looked dead suddenly exploded.
This violent explosion was comparable to a blow from a martial arts master, and it appeared extremely unexpectedly.
Nie Wuzhi slapped it out with a palm, blocking the force of the explosion with his powerful inner energy.
At the same time, two more black cavalry soldiers pretending to be dead jumped out of the grass. Both of them had a flash of light, followed by a violent explosion.
Nie Wuzhi pressed down with his other hand, and the mighty power of cultivation hit the mountain road. The gravel and dust stirred up, forming a wall of energy with his inner energy.
The bursting fire ball was just outside the air wall, and the twisted person became torn apart in an instant.
"Master Priest, mount your horse!"
Hongjin Baichang jumped down from his horse, and swept away with his long spear. Wherever the force passed, the remaining corpses of the fake black cavalry soldiers on the ground were immediately swept away by him.
"Sir, something is fishy. You can't go back to Tianshui Cliff. Please rush to the Protector's Mansion."
Hongjin Baichang shouted, and after throwing the reins to Nie Wuzhi, he turned around and took precautions.
Nie Wuzhi stretched out his hand to catch the reins, feeling a sudden pain in his palm.
When he looked down, he discovered that there was a poisonous needle hidden in the reins.
At this surprised moment, Hongjin Baichang, who had been loyally protecting him just now, turned around and stabbed him directly in the heart.
Nie Wuzhi slapped him away with his palm: "It's really shameless."
This palm struck the red brocade Bai Chang's chest from the air, and the man's body flew backwards quickly.
Keren can still throw a long spear in mid-air, which shows that he is strong enough.
The long spear flew towards him in a spin, and Nie Wuzhi swatted it out again, hitting the spear in the middle. The spear was then swatted away by him.
But at this moment, dozens of black cavalry soldiers in front and behind almost simultaneously threw flying hooks and landed on Nie Wuzhi.
Nie Wuzhi took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly froze.
There was a bang.
A ball of air exploded outside Nie Wuzhi, and all the flying hooks were bounced away.
The air mass had just dispersed, and dozens of black cavalry soldiers sprinkled white powder at the same time. I didn't know what it was, and it didn't have any unpleasant smell.
How could Nie Wuzhi dare to deal with it carelessly? When he raised his energy and wanted to fly into the air, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian.
He looked down and saw black drops of blood seeping out from where the poisonous needle had pierced his palm.
"kill!"
Dozens of black cavalry soldiers threw their long spears at the same time, as fast as lightning.
Dozens of long nails came over, Nie Wuzhi exerted his strength again, and another air ball exploded outside him.
This time, dozens of long rods rolled back and flew back, faster than when they came, and with the same accuracy.
Dozens of long poles were rolled backwards, and at least half of the fake black cavalry soldiers were stabbed to death.
The remaining people avoided and slashed with their swords, then jumped off their horses and charged towards Nie Wuzhi.
Nie Wuzhi's body swayed slightly, and as he circulated his inner energy, black blood fell drop by drop from his palm.
He was distracted and divided his efforts, forcing the poison out of his body while dealing with the besieging black cavalry soldiers.
After killing several people in a row, Nie Wuzhi suddenly had a premonition of something and immediately moved sideways.
The moment he moved away, a sword stabbed him, as if he appeared out of thin air.
Only then did Nie Wuzhi see clearly that the assassin was actually standing on the edge of the woods behind Nie Wuzhi, covered by a cloth of the same color as the trees.
When this assassin appeared, the assassins hiding here appeared one after another.
Nie Wuzhi kept dodging, and dangers abounded.
He retreated while fighting, and it was too late to get away. The assassins surged up, and he was poisoned again. It seemed that he was a little powerless.
Backing up to the corner where he got off the car at the beginning, Nie Wuzhi tried his best to slap his palm forward, forcing the assassin back with his majestic internal strength.
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt something was wrong under his feet. Before he could avoid it, a large net was pulled up under his feet.
Just as Nie Wuzhi was about to use his strength to tear the net apart, he noticed that there were a lot of talisman papers stuck to the top.
In just an instant, countless sword energies appeared around Nie Wuzhi.
He could no longer retain any strength, and his sword energy cut through this large net vertically and horizontally, and also cut off the talismans that had not yet exploded.
Just enough time to take a breath, dozens of aircraft flew over from the trees on both sides at extremely fast speeds.
Nie Wuzhi pointed upward with one hand, and the sword energy circled upward like a tornado, cutting down all the flying weapons.
At this moment, at the corner of the mountain road ahead, dozens of black cavalry soldiers rode back, led by a red brocade hundred leader.
Seeing the tragic fighting situation here, the red brocade hundred leader immediately shouted: "Protect Sir!"
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