Zhang Yan was startled and turned around to avoid it. The Black Jiaoshan man kicked up the knife on the ground, then grabbed the handle and struck Zhang Yan.
The Black Dragon Mountain man was extremely fast. Almost as soon as Zhang Yan dodged the dart, his knife was in front of Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan's heart thumped. His legs and feet were now inflexible and his speed was much slower. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to dodge this knife!
Since you can't hide, then don't hide!
Zhang Yanxin made a horizontal move, turned slightly sideways and stabbed directly with his sword, as if he was going to die with the Black Dragon Mountain people.
Seeing that Zhang Yan was planning to exchange his life for his life, the Black Dragon Mountain man suddenly frowned. He still had to find his granddaughter, but he couldn't just die like this.
So he gave up attacking Zhang Yan and instead blocked Zhang Yan's sword with his sword.
Zhang Yan's crisis was lifted, and his attacks became more rapid.
The Black Dragon Mountain man is older than him and has a broken arm. He cannot use hidden weapons to attack at any time. This is his advantage!
As the battle continued, big beads of sweat could not help but appear on the heads of the Black Jiaoshan people.
Having a broken arm had a great impact on his strength, and he had too many old injuries. This kind of high-intensity fighting was too much for him.
But he can't lose, he must find his granddaughter and confirm her safety!
Thinking of this, the Black Jiaoshan people gritted their teeth and turned from defense to offense, using all their strength and sword skills.
While Zhang Yan was resisting the fierce attack of the Black Jiao Mountain people, he also had to guard against the hidden weapons on the Black Jiao Mountain people, and was suppressed for a while.
The people from Heijiao Mountain want to find their granddaughter alive, and at the same time they want to protect Luo Tangji to the death. Because Luo Tangji promised to find his granddaughter for him, he must kill Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan wanted to kill Luo Tangji and avenge his old friend, and he was also determined to kill the Black Jiaoshan people.
Both sides were using all their strength at this time, and their killing moves were frequent. Dust and sand filled the sky between the swords and sword shadows.
At this moment, Zhang Yan seized the opportunity and pierced the Black Jiao Mountain Man's chest with his sword.
When Zhang Yan wanted to withdraw his sword, the Black Jiaoshan man suddenly threw away the sword in his hand and grabbed his sword tightly. The next second, a needle as thin as a hair was suddenly pulled out by the Black Jiaoshan man. Blow out of your mouth.
Zhang Yan was shocked and quickly gave up the sword in his hand and turned over to avoid it, but as soon as he landed, several more flying knives flew towards him.
Zhang Yan once again tried his best to dodge, but his legs just couldn't control him. Although he narrowly escaped, his arm was still cut by one of the flying knives.
Zhang Yan covered his arm, kicked Black Jiaoshanren on the chest, and kicked the Black Jiaoshanren away. At the same time, he kicked up the Black Jiaoshanren's knife from the ground, and slapped the handle of the knife with his palm.
The broadsword instantly went straight towards the Black Dragon Mountain man like a sharp sword from its string.
The Black Dragon Mountain man was already at the end of his crossbow, and threw out a few more flying knives. At this time, he was completely powerless and could not dodge at all.
Phew!
The broadsword sank into the Black Jiao Mountain man's abdomen, nailing the Black Jiao Mountain man to a boulder.
The Black Dragon Mountain man's eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness. If he hadn't broken his arm and relied on his hidden weapon, Zhang Yan would never have been his opponent.
Unfortunately there is no if.
At this time, the Black Dragon Mountain people had no movement, and they could no longer die.
Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly took off the mask on his face, took out a dagger and slashed his scar-covered face again.
"Damn it, I avenged the master of that little monk Pufa. If I go back this time, I'll make that little monk treat me to a month of wine!"
With that said, Zhang Yan strode towards the Black Flood Dragon Mountain Man, trying to pull his sword out of the Black Flood Dragon Mountain Man.
The moment he raised his hand, a sharp pain hit him, causing him to break into a cold sweat.
Zhang Yan was shocked and tore off his clothes, only to find that the wound previously cut by the flying knife had completely turned black and purple, and was still spreading to the surrounding area.
"The old immortal actually poisoned the flying knife!"
Zhang Yan cursed angrily, and quickly opened the wound with a dagger, trying to squeeze out the poisonous blood, but it was of no use as the poison spread too fast.
He had seen this kind of poison before, and it was this kind of poison that caused Master Fayuan, the master of the young monk Pu Fa, to suffer.
Although Zen Master Fa Yuan relied on various drugs for a month, he eventually died of ulcers all over his body.
Zhang Yanxin pulled out the big knife from the Black Jiaoshan man with one stroke, and then slashed it directly on his shoulder, cutting off the entire arm.
Blood instantly spread all over the floor. The pale Zhang Yan endured the severe pain and barely managed to stabilize his body.
But just as he tremblingly took out the medicine bottle from his arms to stop the bleeding, an arrow suddenly flew towards him.
Zhang Yan heard the noise and wanted to turn around, but it was too late. He couldn't even stand firmly now. What could he do to avoid it?
In an instant, the arrow penetrated Zhang Yan's back and knocked Zhang Yan to the ground.
A fat man holding a bow and arrow quickly ran over with the two of them, glanced coldly at Zhang Yan, who was still struggling on the ground, and then stepped forward to check on the Black Jiaoshan people.
Seeing that the Black Dragon Mountain man was no longer breathing, Wang Fugui immediately spat on the ground.
"Damn it, I was a step too late and that old immortal was actually killed!"
Then Wang Fugui kicked Zhang Yan on the ground again and asked, "Tell me, who are you and who sent you here? Is it Yang Xun?"
"Damn it, didn't you tell me?"
Seeing that Zhang Yan remained silent, Wang Fugui drew his bow and arrow again and aimed at Zhang Yan's back.
The moment he fired the arrow, Zhang Yan, who was on the ground, suddenly jumped up with a loud shout, grabbed the arrow in mid-flight, and then directly inserted the arrow into Wang Fugui's throat.
When the two people around Wang Fugui saw this, they rushed forward and stabbed Zhang Yan crazily with the knives in their hands.
Wang Fugui covered his neck and backed away with a look of disbelief on his face. He wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth.
He looked at Zhang Yan who was stabbed to death by his men, his eyes filled with regret and unwillingness. Finally, he fell to the ground motionless.
Zhang Yan also fell into a pool of blood. He still held the arrow tightly until his death.
The death of Wang Fugui and Heijiaoshan people soon spread to Luo Tangjina.
At this time, Luo Tangji was drinking in the best brothel in Xihai. When Luo Tangji heard the news, he was shocked!
Black Jiaoshan and Wang Fugui are his right-hand men in Xihai!
Now that his left and right arms were gone, and his military power had been taken back by King Yanxi, he didn't know what to do.
And without the protection of the Black Dragon Mountain people, could he survive the hands of those all-pervasive Jin Yiwei?
Thinking of this, Luo Tangji suddenly lost interest in drinking and listening to music, and quickly ran out of the brothel with his people, because he felt too insecure here.
He wanted to go back to Lu Shishi and ask Lu Shishi to intercede with King Yanxi and let him return to the military camp. Only in the military camp would it be difficult for the Jin Yiwei to assassinate him!
