A dagger that was supposed to stab Zhao Yizhi in the back was grabbed by Meng Qianya, and no further progress could be made. The secretive Third Young Master who took action was grabbed by Meng Qianya and wanted to break free, but he only felt that Meng Qianya's palm was like an iron pincer and he couldn't break free at all.
Meng Qianya freed up her other hand and grabbed the third young master's throat. In the first confrontation, the third young master was captured on the spot, leaving no room for resistance.
There was a trace of indifference in Meng Qianya's eyes. Just when he was about to squeeze him to death, something happened again, and wisps of spiritual cultivation were extracted from Meng Qianya's body and transported to the formation.
The third young master clearly felt that Meng Qianya's strength was weakening little by little. He grinned and started to compete with her, and the two of them were barely in a stalemate.
Meng Qianya also noticed that his strength was being absorbed by the formation bit by bit, but his face remained calm. The two of them were fighting like this, and neither could do anything to the other.
Zhao Yizhi put down Guan Chenzi and stood up to step forward to help. As soon as he took two steps to reach the two of them, the Third Young Master saw him and kicked Zhao Yizhi. The kick was not very strong, but it would He kicked a few steps away and couldn't get up for a while.
"Your Majesty!" Lan Yue noticed the movement behind her and her heart tightened. Seeing that the Third Young Master had the upper hand, the rest of the Xigui assassins intensified their attack on Lan Yue, and he had no time to be distracted.
When Meng Qianya saw Zhao Yizhi standing up to help her, but was kicked away by the third young master, Meng Qianya felt happy and angry. With an angry shout, he used all his strength to push the Third Young Master all the way back, directly to the wall of the Zhou Mansion.
The third young master was startled, and he didn't know why this crazy woman suddenly went crazy. When he was helpless, more of Meng Qianya's energy and cultivation were sucked away by the formation, leaving him unable to control it.
The Third Young Master seized the opportunity and kicked Meng Qianya on the stomach. Meng Qianya felt the pain and let go and stepped back.
With a flash of figure, the third young master disappeared on the spot. As soon as Meng Qianya got up, a knife pierced her back. Meng Qianya gritted his teeth and punched behind him, and the third young master disappeared without a trace again.
Arms, thighs, chest and abdomen…
"Puff puff…"
The third young master took advantage of his mysterious figure and stabbed Meng Qianya several times, leaving him covered in blood.
Finally, the third young master couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. After this continuous attack, not to mention that it was very costly, the formation also began to absorb his energy and strength. The balance of yin and yang existed in this formation.
Zhao Yizhi saw that Meng Qianya was covered in blood and still standing upright in front of her. Coupled with Meng Qianya's "strong" confession just now, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He quickly got up and rushed to Meng Qianya's side, feeling at a loss.
Meng Qianya couldn't hold on anymore. When she saw Zhao Yizhi coming, she ignored the blood stains on her face, smiled sadly at him, and slowly fell down.
Zhao Yizhi hugged him quickly, and the two fell to the ground together, mumbling: "It's okay, it's okay, Qian Ning and the others will be back soon. You are so good at fighting, this little blood is nothing at all..."
"That's...natural. I am Beiyi Khan...Meng Mulie's daughter...Meng Qianya! Let me tell you..."
"Shh, don't talk, don't talk. Just lie down and the formation will replenish your energy soon..." Zhao Yizhi comforted Meng Qianya like a child. Apart from that, he didn't know what to do. .
"I have a lot to say to you... But, I, Meng Qianya... have never been beaten by anyone... Never, you are the first one, you have to let me slap you... a slap..." Meng Qianya said weakly.
Zhao Yizhi quickly put his face to his cheek: "Okay, I'll let you fight, I'll let you fight..."
Meng Qianya slowly reached out and touched Zhao Yizhi's face...
The expected slap did not come, Meng Qianya's bloody hand just touched Zhao Yizhi's face lightly, and then hung down weakly.
"Hey, fight, I'm ready..." Zhao Yizhi grabbed Meng Qianya's hand and slapped it on his face. He really didn't know what to do at this time. He only knew that Meng Qianya said that she wanted to slap herself. If doing so would make her happy and restore some vitality, any number of slaps would be fine.
Meng Qianya's hand was grabbed by Zhao Yizhi and slapped weakly on her face. Although the force was light, it was not as light as the caress just now...
Zhao Yizhi stopped and looked at Meng Qianya in his arms. His eyes were closed tightly. Blood was still flowing down his forehead and the tip of his nose. He didn't even tremble when he passed by. Obviously, Meng Qianya was not breathing and had been dead for a long time.
Lan Yue was still fending off Xigui's assassins with her own strength; Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi were unconscious; the Third Young Master was lying on the ground, recovering his exhausted strength bit by bit.
Zhao Yizhi hugged Meng Qianya and sat on the ground. He seemed to be unable to hear the shouts of death around him. Now, he just wanted her to wake up again.
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"The chase is too urgent, let's go separately!" Kong Wen and Liu Bing ran for their lives in a hurry, with Qian Ning chasing after them. Kong Wen hurriedly said to Liu Bing.
The two of them were ordered to distract Qian Ning, but they didn't expect that he was so strong. No matter what moves they used, whether it was a brush or an inkstone, they could all be defeated by him with one blow. The so-called "one force can defeat all laws" is nothing more than this.
Liu Bing pursed her lips tightly, but she did not blame Kong Wen. In her heart, she only hated the Third Young Master for sending them to lure this person away. This was clearly a death mission. With this person's strength, anyone who came would be killed, so he had to find someone who was strong but not his confidant. It doesn't matter if it takes a while or if they die, it's obvious that they meet this condition perfectly.
The strong wind picked up again behind him. Liu Bing noticed something strange and hurriedly pushed Kong Wen away.
"Bang!" A strong wind hit Liu Bing's back, and a breath spurted out. There were even some small broken internal organs in it, which was shocking.
"Bing'er!" Kong Wen hugged Liu Bing, but unexpectedly, the force of the wind was so strong that he couldn't catch it, and they were both knocked away.
Qian Ning strode over. His movements were not fast because he was trying to restrain himself: "Give me back the golden wrench."
Kong Wen hesitated, Liu Bing had blood in his mouth and said weakly: "Give him back...or we will all...die here..."
Kong Wen was already panicking. He quickly took off the golden wrench on his thumb and threw it towards Qian Ning.
"It's too late!" Qian Ning took the golden wrench, used his backhand, and another blast of wind struck out. He had no intention of letting either of them survive.
Without thinking, Kong Wen turned over and threw himself on Liu Bing, trying to block the blow for her. Liu Bing hugged Kong Wen with one hand, stretched out a piece of white paper from the sleeve of her other hand, wrapped it around the stone pillar of the arch bridge not far away, pulled it hard, and took Kong Wen away in time. The strong wind hit the ground and the gravel flew away.
Qian Ning continued to chase after him with big strides. Liu Bing endured the pain and got up, knelt on the ground and said, "Please forgive me, sir. We are also helpless!"
"Sir, the fault is all mine and has nothing to do with my wife!" Kong Wen also knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
Qian Ning raised his mace and hit the two of them on the head.
"Sir! Don't you want to know who instigated this?" Liu Bing closed his eyes tightly and said forcefully.
The mace stopped. Qian Ning took the mace back and punched the ground hard. The two of them felt the bricks and stones on the ground shaking.
Just when Liu Bing drank, she hurt her internal organs again. She couldn't help but fell to the ground, vomiting blood from her mouth.
Kong Wen knelt on the ground and quickly stretched out his hand to caress Liu Bing's back. Suddenly he realized that Qian Ning was still there. He quickly lowered his head and said: "Zou Wu, the third son of King Xigui, gave me this golden ring finger, so that my husband and I can come and attract him." Let me go, sir, so that he can lead his men to assassinate His Majesty! Everything the villain said is true!"
After hearing this, Qian Ning raised his mace and said, "Are you done?"
Kong Wen saw Qian Ning raising his mace again and kowtowed: "Please forgive me! Please forgive me!" Blood dripped from his forehead, staining the masonry on the ground red.
Liu Bing struggled and said: "My husband and I have lived in Xigui for a long time...and are very familiar with the terrain of Xigui! We are willing to serve the court...!" After saying these words, Liu Bing could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, unable to move. .
Qian Ning paused for a moment, slowly put down the mace in his hand, turned around and left: "Pick her up and follow me. If you dare to escape..."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" Kong Wen hurriedly helped Liu Bing up, and the two of them followed Qian Ning.
Qian Ning was not slow, and was even faster than when he was chasing them just now. However, the two of them did not dare to slow down. For fear that Qian Ning would become suspicious, they followed behind without any delay.
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The already gloomy sky became even darker now. The dark clouds were rolling, and sporadic raindrops were already falling. It looked like there was going to be a heavy rain soon.
Third Young Master Zou Wu slowly got up from the ground. He was too weak, and the formation also returned a lot of his energy. He was not said to be a dragon or a tiger at this time, but it was not a serious problem. During his previous battle with Meng Qianya, he discovered the mystery of this formation. The formation would only balance the cultivation essences of both sides, but during the battle, it would still depend on the martial arts of both sides.
His movement skills are mysterious, and Meng Qianya's cultivation has been absorbed too much, and too much cultivation has been given to Guan Chenzi, which has caused great damage to his own strength. This wave of sneak attacks can only win by chance.
"Your Majesty...ahem...hehe...it's just a Northern Yi woman, so there's no need to worry about it." Third Young Master Zou Wu tightened the dagger in his hand. This unparalleled feat must be his!
Meng Qianya's body in his arms gradually became cold. Zhao Yizhi stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the slightly dried blood on Meng Qianya's face with the sleeve of his dragon robe. After wiping it clean, he stood up and looked at Zou Wu, his eyes unwavering.
Zou Wu was used to seeing people crying and begging for mercy before death, but he had never seen someone so calm, and he was slightly panicked. He forced down the tension in his heart and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's time to hit the road." After saying that, he rushed towards Zhao Yizhi with a single step. As he approached, his figure disappeared again.
Zhao Yizhi raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the rain hit his face. Meng Qianya's frown and smile, on the verge of tears, furious and agitated...even being frightened by her Qilong Sword and not daring to move, all kept reappearing in her mind.
"Ha, it's really strange. We've only met twice. What do you like about me?" Zhao Yizhi shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The sharp blade emerged from the back of Zhao Yizhi's neck, and Zou Wu's eyes burned: "We succeeded!"
Thunder is rolling!
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Zou Wu, the third son of King Xigui!
