Yi Xiaodao blocked Zhou Linglong, and on the other side, a person appeared beside Tao Fuyi, and a sword light flashed across, as if to cut off Tao Fuyi's arms. Tao Fuyi threw the two women at this man and stepped back slightly to avoid the sharp edge of the sword.
It turned out that Jian Liuyun arrived with Yi Xiaodao. When he saw Tao Fuyi throw away the two girls, he quickly caught up, took the two girls in his arms, and rushed towards Zhou Ziru.
Chang Yansheng raised his sword, but failed to cut it down. Around him, two figures, Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi, were attacking from four directions, just to save Zhu Sangqiu. Chang Yansheng bent down to raise his sword, blocked the four swords, jumped up, and jumped out of the miniature encirclement.
The two shadows picked up Zhu Sangqiu and left the battlefield.
Sergeant Yu Lin also hurriedly rescued Dao Henghai and retreated together.
"Master..." Jian Liuyun returned with his two daughters and knelt on one knee in front of Zhou Ziru. Zhou Ziru looked around and saw that everyone was injured except for Jian Liuyun who had just arrived. Even the only ones who were conscious were Yao Qingmiao and Luo Wei, while the rest were unconscious. What a disastrous failure.
"I did underestimate the Beggar Gang. If the seven of them had joined forces earlier, they wouldn't have been defeated so miserably." Zhou Ziru ignored Jian Liuyun and turned to order the soldiers: "Take them back to Wancheng to heal their wounds."
Jian Liuyun bit her lips. Zhou Ziru ignored her, which was expected by her, but now that she really felt it, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Master, the Qilin Bow Soldier is not an ordinary person. Master, please retreat temporarily!" Jian Liuyun advised.
Zhou Ziru then turned around and looked at Jian Liuyun quietly: "I'm not going anywhere. We already tied with Ge Cifeng three years ago. If we lose now, the Zhou family in the capital will be doomed."
Zhou Ziru had no unnecessary mood swings and spoke calmly, as if he was talking about a very common and normal thing. Jian Liuyun clenched the sword in her hand. Countless nights, she saw the oil lamp in Zhou Ziru's study, sleeping all night. She knew how much he had paid for the revival of the Zhou family, but she left when he needed it most...
"You have your reasons. I don't blame you, but I won't leave today. If you have the intention, just take seven of them away." After Zhou Ziru finished speaking, he didn't look at her again, but looked up at Tao Fuyi, His eyes were firm.
Yi Xiaodao came to Zhou Ziru's side and looked at Zhou Ziru. Zhou Ziru looked back at him. The two looked at each other for a moment.
Finally, Yi Xiaodao spoke first: "You arranged everything between Brother Hu and He Yue'er, right?"
"In order to capture Chu Xiang." Zhou Ziru answered the question inappropriately.
Yi Xiaodao nodded. Although it was not the answer he wanted, this answer was enough: "Then deal with Chu Xiang first. If we don't win this battle, I will kill you first before Ge Cifeng kills you. "
"When the time comes...it's up to you." Zhou Ziru looked calm.
"Oh, then I advise you to take action now." Tao Fuyi interjected from the side. Zhou Linglong and Chang Yansheng also rushed to Tao Fuyi's side. The three of them fought in a row, doing nothing but giving people an invisible feeling. Feeling of oppression.
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi came closer to Yi Xiaodao; Jian Liuyun stood up on his own without waiting for Zhou Ziru's instructions, turned around and stood with his sword in hand; Xiang Lian'er pulled out the "Nianjun" sword and jumped off the horse , walked slowly, while Li Dingxing sat upright on his horse and grabbed the star-drawing bow.
Six against three.
"Young Master...they..." Luo Wei hesitated as he stood behind Zhou Ziru. All of the Yin and Yang Eight Sons have the strength of the Tianxing realm. Except for Jian Liuyun, it can be said that only seven of them can tie with Jiang Rong. Jiang Rong is afraid that he has entered the Breathing Realm, and the momentum of these three people is far superior to Jiang Rong. How can he defeat them?
Zhou Ziru said in a low voice: "You guys should go back and take good care of your injuries. Although the Zhou family has not treated you badly over the years, they have not allowed you to live a comfortable life for a few days. Leave the capital and don't come back in the future."
Luo Wei hugged his war drum tightly: "If the young master doesn't leave, I won't leave either. Yao Qingmiao, you can send them back to Wancheng. Anyway, you don't have the flute anymore, so it's useless to stay here."
Yao Qingmiao looked at his companions lying in a row on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "I'll be back soon." After saying that, he led a group of infantry and escorted the five people away.
"Your Majesty values you very much. If something cannot be done, get out as soon as possible and don't waste your life here." Zhou Ziru sat on the horse and said another sentence. Anyone who understands will know that this sentence is for Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao seemed to have not mentioned it, staring closely at the three people opposite him, silently condensing his breath. Everyone present was also preparing to adjust their breath and internal strength to increase their momentum.
Seeing that no one was watching him, Fang Qianlong couldn't hold himself back and rushed towards Jiang Rong. When passing by Yi Xiaodao, he glanced at Yi Xiaodao, lowered his head and walked quickly.
"Fang Long, I'm sorry." Yi Xiaodao said lightly without looking back.
Fang Qianlong was stunned and uttered two words: "It's okay." Then he left and came to Jiang Rong to check Jiang Rong's injury.
Zhou Ziru noticed it, but he couldn't control it anymore. Now he was like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, and he couldn't protect himself. In the face of absolute force, no matter how clever you are, there is nothing you can do.
Tao Fuyi was the first to attack, advancing in an instant and rushing straight towards Yi Xiaodao. The punch was not too flashy, it was shot straight towards Yi Xiaodao's head, with a terrifying momentum.
A sword slashed from the side, and Jian Liuyun struck with his sword. Among the people, Jian Liuyun was probably the fastest and most responsive. This sword did not block Tao Fuyi's fist for Yi Xiaodao, but instead slashed towards his legs.
Tao Fuyi frowned slightly and attacked Xiapan with his sword. The sword holder was inconvenient and had little effect. But whether he raises his legs to block or dodge this sword, it will disturb his progress and affect his punch.
Tao Fuyi was not motivated, and he had no deep hatred against Yi Xiaodao. He didn't even know Yi Xiaodao, but he just intuitively believed that Yi Xiaodao was an important person. It's not worth being slashed with a sword just for a punch. Thinking of this, he withdrew his fist, raised his leg to face the long sword, stretched his leg to kick the long sword away, and continued to hook towards Jian Liuyun's wrist, hoping to wrap up the sword and kick it away.
Yi Xiaodao did not sit still and wait for death. His reaction was slower than that of Jian Liuyun in the Tianxing realm, but he would look at the situation. Jian Liuyun was clearly trying to save himself with his sword. Seeing that Tao Fuyi had changed Jian Liuyun's target, while the opponent was standing on one leg, he immediately slashed at Tao Fuyi's throat with the sword in his hand.
"Too slow!" Tao Fuyi grinned and hooked his foot back, but did not hook Jian Liuyun's long sword back. But he stretched out two fingers on his hand, gently grasped Yi Xiaodao's long sword, and handed it to Yi Xiaodao's neck. If he exerted more force, Yi Xiaodao would be cut in the throat by his own Siqing sword. die.
Jian Liuyun put up his scabbard, blocked the sword, lightly kicked Yi Xiaodao, and kicked Yi Xiaodao back a few steps, saving his life again.
Yi Xiaodao and Jian Liuyun fought back and forth with Tao Fuyi. Although Tao Fuyi has a high level of martial arts, Yi Xiaodao and Jian Liuyun are quite experienced in fighting with others. Yi Xiaodao, in particular, has been through life and death several times from north to south, and he has a keen observation of the situation. Several times Tao Fuyi's sure-kill moves were resolved by Jian Liuyun and Yi Xiaodao working together.
The three people here started fighting first, and the others were not idle either. Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi had already joined forces to attack Chang Yansheng. There are still two people and two figures, fighting equally with Chang Yansheng.
Chang Yansheng is already in his sixties, with white beard and white hair. He has been licking blood in the rivers and lakes all his life, and he has enough fighting experience. However, Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi were the leaders of the younger generation in Zhenyang Mountain. Their cultivation levels were quite high, and they had always had a tacit understanding. Chang Yansheng did not get much benefit from the joint attack.
Xiang Lian'er's side was having a hard time, and Zhou Linglong also attacked first and got closer. Xiang Lian'er, like Yi Xiaodao, was now in the Earth Hidden Realm. Against Zhou Linglong, who was in the Finger Breathing Realm, she was completely beaten one-sided. In several critical moments, if Li Dingxing hadn't drawn his bow to rescue him from behind, Xiang Lian'er would have been defeated.
"Gang leader, how are you?" Fang Qianlong came to Jiang Rong and helped him sit up from the ground.
Jiang Rong opened his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Qianlong: "It's you... I didn't expect you to be alive..."
"Gang leader, stop fighting. Enough people have died from the Beggar Clan..." Fang Qianlong advised: "Elder Du is dead, Elder Jiang is dead, and there are many disciples of the Beggar Clan... If we continue like this, it will be completely Make a wedding dress for King Xiang of Chu!"
"Wedding dress? What wedding dress?" In addition to being shaken by the sound of pianos and cymbals, Jiang Rong's mind was also affected, and it was difficult to keep up with what others were saying.
"Gang leader, why don't you understand? When the Beggar Gang is done fighting, Chu Xiang will kick it away, and the cunning rabbit will be cooked by the lackey! We don't need a sect like Zhen Yangshan, Chu Xiang won't look down upon it Come to us!" Fang Qianlong said earnestly.
Jiang Rong's eyes gradually became blurry: "Don't you like it? Oh...I remembered, the wedding dress..."
It was a winter, and the sky was filled with snowflakes. Young Jiang Rong was wrapped in a ragged coat, carrying four sweet potatoes freshly dug out of the ground in his arms, and walking on the road with a joyful smile on his face. A house in front was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, gongs and drums were beating, and the big word "hi" put Jiang Rong's smile on his face.
He wanted to rush in and ask for information like crazy. In fact, many things didn't need to be understood clearly. He didn't understand, so he squeezed the crowd crazily. What he got in return was a severe beating and countless ridicules from all directions.
Wearing a red wedding dress, applying lipstick and rouge, she stood in the deep house and looked at him, with pity, apology, and... contempt in her eyes.
Later, she died in an unknown manner. No one cared how she died. She was hastily buried and a monument was erected casually. There was not even a word on the monument. He guarded that tomb and that monument every day. Later, the wordless monument was stolen, and the tomb gradually became flat under the wash of rain. He could not find it...
"Fang Long... you are a good seedling, the best seedling in the world... I will leave the beggar gang to you. These people are all hard-working people, so you should work harder and let them live a decent life. Harvest, cut and cut ...If you don’t like it, just don’t do it. Alas, you are right, King Chu Xiang will not look down on us, and offend the court again. We cannot please each other...Why bother..." Jiang Rong's eyes gradually became clear, which made Fang Qianlong Somewhat delighted.
"Put this ring on. From now on, you will be the next leader of the Beggar Clan. As for how many... haha, I can't remember." Jiang Rong took off the ring on his thumb and put it on Fang Qianlong's. On hand.
"The Beggar Clan has not treated you well. I'm so happy that you can come. I was right about the person...I heard that you and Yi Xiaodao know each other. Please do everything. For the sake of the Beggar Clan, I have to work hard again..." Jiang Rong stood up tremblingly.
Fang Qianlong supported Jiang Rong: "Gang leader, what do you want to do?"
"Remember! You are the leader of the Beggar Clan!" Jiang Rong shouted, his hair and beard moving, and his overall aura slowly increased again.
"Qilin Bow? Ha, I want to learn from him!" As soon as Jiang Rong finished speaking, he rushed towards Yi Xiaodao like an arrow from the string.
"Gang leader!!!" By the time Fang Qianlong reacted, Jiang Rong had already rushed far away, at a staggering speed.
Yi Xiaodao had just dodged Tao Fuyi's punch, and the wind of the punch pulled the hair on his temples, causing his hair to ache. Before he could stand still, another punch came. Jian Liuyun Hengjian tried to rescue him, but was kicked away by Tao Fuyi.
"Sure!" Yi Xiaodao's heart tightened, and he was about to close his eyes when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked the punch for him. The force of the fist even penetrated the man's body, knocking Yi Xiaodao back repeatedly.
"The Beggar Clan is the best in the world!!!" Jiang Rong looked up to the sky and screamed, blood spurted out, and he punched Tao Fuyi in the body.
Tao Fuyi flew away.
