Shanjiumaru's offensive became more and more intense. Gu Xifeng had no way to retreat. If he retreated any further, the two old prime ministers would be affected.
"I'm sorry, it looks like I won, so I'll send you on your way!" Naturally, Sanjiumaru could sense Gu Xifeng's decline, smiled proudly, and stepped up his offensive.
Under the control of Sanjiumaru, Hakuzo, who exuded a faint light, launched various attacks such as stabbing, chopping, teasing, and provoking, constantly changing angles and attacking Gu Xifeng's vital points. Gu Xifeng's physical strength was almost at its limit, and his speed dropped sharply. Although the attack missed the vital point, it did not completely avoid the attack.
Gu Xifeng's arms and thighs were injured in many places, and a heartbreaking chill flowed from the wounds to all parts of his body. This was the first time he had experienced this kind of pain, and he even had a mysterious and mysterious feeling. This kind of injury was not only It affects the body, and the soul seems to be eroded by the cold.
This was the first time that Gu Xifeng felt the existence of the soul, but this experience was not wonderful. Under the influence of the cold air, Gu Xifeng's resistance became weak, and he was even unable to activate it again. Baihuasha fights back.
"Am I going to die? I didn't expect to die in a place like this..." Gu Xifeng sighed inwardly, but Sanjiumaru's offensive left him no time to think too much, so he could only devote all his attention to the battle.
Gu Xifeng was extremely weak, and the two war-stopping daggers were knocked away by Sanjiumaru. With his bare hands, he seemed to have no choice but to dodge.
"The outcome has been decided! You are a good opponent." Sanjiumaru blocked all Gu Xifeng's escape paths and said with a grin.
I saw the dim light above Bai Zang flourishing, and Sanjiumaru stabbed straight into Gu Xifeng's chest with a simple thrust.
Gu Xifeng could no longer escape. He reached into his arms and touched the war-stopping knife given to him by his brother. Now he only hoped to use the small shield given to him by his brother to fight to the death.
At the critical moment, neither of them noticed that an old man with white hair and beard got the strength from nowhere and ran towards the two of them with all his strength.
Bai Zang was buried in his chest, and Sanjiumaru looked shocked, because the person he stabbed was not Gu Xifeng, but their mission target, the old Prime Minister Liu Zhiyong!
Gu Xifeng has such a keen sense of battle. Taking advantage of Shanjiumaru's shock, the blade of the Zhizhan Knife popped out and stabbed Shanjiumaru from the side of the old prime minister. However, Gu Xifeng kicked him in the chest. Gu Xifeng's target was Zhan Zhan Dao.
This kick not only kicked Sankumaru away, but also caused the Zhihan Knife to penetrate directly through his chest and fall far away from him.
Sankumaru fell to the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stopped moving.
"Grandpa!" Huzi realized at this moment and ran towards the old prime minister. Seeing his close relatives dying tragically in front of him, this was too cruel for a five or six-year-old child. Now he only has his grandfather. .
"Grandpa, you don't want to die!" Huzi cried loudly, almost collapse. Gu Xifeng's heart twisted when he saw this scene. It was because he failed to protect them, and in the end it was the old prime minister who protected him.
He knelt down with a sad face and checked the old prime minister's injuries. Liu Zhiyong was much taller than him, so he was stabbed not in the chest but in the abdomen, so the old prime minister did not die immediately.
It's just that the old man is an ordinary person, and with his advanced age, he will definitely not be able to survive such an injury, not to mention the cold aura attached to Bai Zang, this kind of double damage to the body and soul, unless it is really Only when an immortal appears in this world can he be rejuvenated.
"Old Prime Minister, it's all my fault. I didn't protect you well." Gu Xifeng said painfully.
"Little friend...don't blame yourself...for this situation...you have...done well enough. My Liu family...don't blame others for this disaster. If you want to blame...just blame...me, an old man, for harming the whole family." Liu Zhiyong Unable to move, he spoke intermittently.
"Old man, I... have a request." The old prime minister was so calm that even though he suffered such a heavy blow, he only frowned slightly and stared at Gu Xifeng.
"Old Prime Minister, if you have anything to do, just ask me. I, Gu Xifeng, will risk my life to do it today." Gu Xifeng said with a firm look.
"Then... I would like to thank my little friend first. Now... my Liu family only has one person... Huzi. If it is possible... I will rescue Huzi and leave a trace of blood to my Liu family... ." At this time, Huzi was lying on the old man's body. The old man raised his arm with difficulty and touched his little head, his eyes full of love.
"Old Prime Minister, please rest assured. Unless you step over my body today, I will not let anyone hurt Huzi." Gu Xifeng looked around, and the Qinghe masters had already gathered towards this side. His eyes were full of fierceness. Full of hatred for these Qinghe people.
"Ahem... I didn't expect that I would be betrayed by the Taichu Dynasty after working hard for the Taichu Dynasty. If you have the opportunity, tell Headmaster Chen that Li Boqian is not worthy of his plans. The Qinghe Kingdom has a big plot against Taichu, so we must take precautions as soon as possible."
The old prime minister coughed twice and seemed to be in much better spirits. His breathing became calmer and his face became rosier. Gu Xifeng knew that this was not a good sign. The old man should have recovered and might die at any time.
"The Li family has declined and there is no real dragon. Their arrogance, extravagance and lewdness have detracted from the beginning!"
A treacherous and sycophantic person trusts the barbarians, and once the war breaks out, the people will suffer. "
The old man shouted with his eyes widened, his face full of anger and disappointment towards the current Li Dynasty, and there were faint tears in his eyes.
These four sentences seem to be intended to express the depression in the chest, and they also seem to be prophecies about the Taichu Dynasty.
The old man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his face gradually turned gray, his originally clear eyes became cloudy, and he began to gasp for air. He was already on his deathbed.
"Grandpa, don't die!" Huzi cried even more heartbreakingly, desperately grabbing the old man's hand, as if holding on tightly could save the old man's life.
However, the old man's departure was a foregone conclusion. As his breathing became weaker and weaker, the old man's life also came to an end.
Liu Zhiyong, the old prime minister of Taichu, died in Hongyan Valley, leaving only Huzi in the entire Liu family.
Seeing that the old man was lifeless, Huzi stopped crying. It was not that he was not sad, but that he could not accept the fact and fainted.
At this time, the masters of Qinghe had already come closer. The three masters of the Seven Kills Battalion who tried their best to stop the Qinghe people had already died in the battle. They were three against ten and even dragged one person to his back.
Gu Xifeng had no time to pick up his dagger, and instead of taking out his spare ordinary dagger, he gently pulled out Bai Zang who was stuck on the old prime minister's body.
Before the old prime minister passed away, Gu Xifeng was worried that pulling out Bai Zang would hasten the old man's death, so Bai Zang was kept inserted in his abdomen.
Gu Xifeng's speed was now greatly reduced and he was no longer suitable for fighting with a short blade. Bai Zang's strange weapon, which was either a gun or a spear, became his first choice.
The moment he pulled out Bai Zang, Gu Xifeng had a clear realization that Bai Zang was a gun. He vaguely found the natural feeling of holding a wooden gun in his hand when he participated in the trial of Xinghe Sect.
The nine ghost warriors saw Yamakumaru who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death. They stared at Gu Xifeng with anger on their faces and kept roaring in a language that Gu Xifeng could not understand. Even if he could not understand, Gu Xifeng knew this. There must be no good words in people's mouths.
Gu Xifeng held the Bai Zang gun tightly, with the barrel of the gun against his back and the head of the gun pointing down. He stared at these hateful Qinghe ghost warriors with slightly narrowed eyes, ready to take action at any time.
A ghost warrior winked at the others, and everyone understood and moved closer to Gu Xifeng's back, hoping to encircle him and launch a killing blow.
Gu Xifeng did not give them a chance, and took the initiative to attack the ghost warriors who wanted to get around them when they started to move, because the tiger he promised the old prime minister to protect with his life was right behind him.
"Kill!" Gu Xifeng roared angrily and kept making moves, trying his best with every move. Although he blocked the ghost warriors from getting around, they were not hurt. He was seriously injured. At the end of his strength, he was trapped. As the beast fights, his eyes gradually turn red.
The ghost warriors who are familiar with Sanjiumaru have already seen that Gu Xifeng's moves are 80% to 90% similar to Sanjiumaru, which makes them a little surprised. However, this thing cannot change their determination to kill Gu Xifeng, although they really want to But they were very cautious when killing Gu Xifeng, fearing that Gu Xifeng would go on a rampage before he died and make them lose their support.
The weak one tried his best, and the strong group restrained their hands. The two sides actually formed a short-term balance, and they were evenly matched for a while. However, as Gu Xifeng's remaining physical strength was exhausted, the ghost warrior gradually gained the upper hand.
A cloud of mist suddenly burst out from Gu Xifeng's left hand, covering everyone. When the mist dissipated, they saw Gu Xifeng fighting among the ghost warriors, with two corpses strung on Bai Zang's gun.
"I'm going to die." Gu Xifeng secretly thought in his heart. He had exhausted all his cards. Attacks like the Ghost Warrior's attacks could not trigger the life-saving means given to him by his brother. Moreover, even if they were triggered, it would be of no avail. Now he repeatedly pulls Even a ghost warrior couldn't do it without even having the strength to hold his back.
The ghost warriors went crazy and attacked Gu Xifeng. Gu Xifeng even saw that the shikigami and the god master who summoned Blizzard were also rushing towards this direction. Death seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
"Old Prime Minister, I'm sorry, I can no longer protect Hu Zi."
"Brother, Xiao Shitou broke his promise. I can't continue to become stronger, and I can't return to Yong'an City with my brother."
Everything from the past flashed before his eyes.
The happy memories of Jin'an Palace, his loving father, his considerate brother and the mother he knew loved him in heaven...
The bloody massacre on New Year's Eve, the desperate protection of Uncle Sun, his brother and the shadow guards...
The peaceful life with Uncle Lu and Uncle Sun in the small mountain village at the foot of Zidou Mountain, and the happy time playing with Er Zhuang and the others...
The peaceful but challenging life of cultivation within the Xinghe Sect, now that I think about it, even the minor conflicts with Jiang Huaishu are quite interesting...
The stern and unreliable Huang Xin, the fierce and upright Jiang Huaishi, the inseparable good brother Monkey... and the woman in my heart...
The ghost warrior's attack was about to touch Gu Xifeng, but he gradually lost consciousness. He was very close to death.
Gu Xifeng suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were completely empty, like a lifeless dead thing. Suddenly, a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, and his body began to move slowly.
I saw Gu Xifeng gently pull out the Bai Zang gun that strung the corpses of two ghost warriors, and swiped at the ghost warriors who were attacking him, easily neutralizing all the attacks of the ghost warriors.
This time it was Gu Xifeng's turn to attack the ghost warriors. He stabbed, picked, teased, struck, swept, and chopped. Every movement was extremely simple, and the speed seemed very slow. However, no matter how hard the ghost warriors resisted, it was of no avail. Gu Every style of West Wind contains truth and is the power of Tao!
The ghost warriors had frightened faces and fell down one after another. Even the divine master and Xue Ji who came to support were easily killed by Gu Xifeng.
As all the Qing and remaining members were killed, something suddenly came out of Gu Xifeng's body and disappeared without a trace. Gu Xifeng also fell to the ground and fainted.
