late at night.
The firelight reflecting in the sky gradually dimmed.
The deep darkness began to spread and gradually began to cover the earth.
Dou Changsheng stepped on the Xijiang River, and his feet were completely frozen in ice. The spray of the water in the Xijiang River was frozen so lifelike that it was clearly visible with the help of firelight.
After setting foot on the other side of the Xijiang River, we can see that the buildings that were supposed to be magnificent have been burned down and have now become ruins. Ordinary people must have died under such circumstances. .
But for warriors, there are too many ways to save their lives, unless the flame is not ordinary fire.
"Gather together, don't leave the group privately, and don't come into contact with strangers. If you find strangers, call them immediately."
Mr. Chen began to remind him tirelessly that it was too dangerous to leave the team privately now and could easily be attacked by thieves. It was better for a large team of people to act together and take care of anything that happened.
Dou Changsheng kept moving forward, and the cold air continued to spread forward. At a distance of a hundred meters, the flames that wanted to rush towards him were already dispersed.
Along the way, the flames began to extinguish.
"But Dou Mingzhao, Mr. Dou."
A question came from the front. Dou Changsheng raised his hand to signal everyone to stop advancing, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
"I am the great elder of the Xijiang Sword Sect."
An old voice sounded in the dark, and a person appeared more than ten meters in front. This was a white-haired old man, holding a wooden staff in his hand. The wooden staff had dark purple lines on it, like a spiritual snake, entwining itself. Holding a wooden stick.
Dou Changsheng asked Mr. Wang, "Senior, do you think he is a real person?"
"Pay more attention to the details. There may be enemies pretending to be you, especially be careful with Ye Wumian. That guy is ever-changing and really hard to guard against."
To be honest, what Dou Changsheng is most afraid of now is Ye Wumian. Although there is a threat to Ye Wumian of the fourth level of martial arts, Dou Changsheng is not unable to fight, but now Ye Wumian has fulfilled his destiny and been promoted to martial arts. Third grade.
The top ten on the list all have the strength of a Grandmaster, and after truly becoming a Grandmaster, one can imagine Ye Wumian's strength.
He is very strong in his own right, especially since Ye Wumian is still a little bitchy, good at ever-changing things, and won't give you a straight face at all.
"The appearance, aura, and purple snake wooden staff can all be verified. He is the great elder of the Xijiang Sword Sect."
Mr. Wang watched the visitor carefully, took a breath and analyzed it before making an accurate judgment.
Dou Changsheng nodded and retreated calmly. The more everyone believed this, the more unbelievable it became.
The pursuers didn't give any accurate information as to whether Ye Wumian was dead or not, which made him feel like he was surrounded by enemies.
Hey, this is the shocking power of the ever-changing martial arts of gods and demons.
If you offend the Wuxiang lineage, you will rarely have a peaceful life in the future.
Even if Ye Wumian doesn't take revenge, he can't stop you from thinking about it.
He opened his mouth and said, "How is your sect doing now, Great Elder?"
"Do you know who the attacking enemy is?"
The great elder showed a sad expression, grabbed the purple wooden staff with one hand, and said sadly: "It's miserable."
"There are not many left-behind disciples of my Xijiang Sword Sect alive."
"Only the disciples who stayed in Lucheng were spared. After I arranged the disciples, I immediately set off to come for reinforcements and saw Dou Mingjing."
"This is really great. With Dou Mingjian upholding justice, he will definitely catch all the thieves."
The great elder urged him: "Let's go and support the leader together."
Looking at the happy elder, Dou Changsheng raised his hand slightly to stop the sermon and said, "There's no rush."
"Master Zhao's place is the most dangerous place now. If we don't know the details of the enemy, we can easily be ambushed if we go there rashly."
"We must move forward steadily without any carelessness."
The great elder became anxious and said in an anxious tone: "No, sir."
"Now our Xijiang Sword Sect only has one master, the leader. The enemy is definitely stronger than our Xijiang Sword Sect. If we leave late, I'm afraid the leader won't be able to hold on."
Dou Changsheng sneered in his heart, if you had had such love, you wouldn't have met him here.
As one of the nine outer sects of the Yinji Sect, the Xijiang Sword Sect must have retained its consistent ethos, which is to ignore its fellow sects and not treat them as human beings at all.
If the great elder of the Xijiang Sword Sect had wanted to come to his aid, he would have already had a round with Zhao Qi.
You must know that Dou Changsheng took a long time to get here, but even so, he still made the same progress as the great elder of Xijiang Sword Sect. You can imagine the other party's true attitude.
He spoke consolingly and said: "Don't worry. The fact that the leader of your sect, Zhao, has been able to persist until now proves that he can still persist, and it won't take more than a quarter of an hour."
"On the contrary, if the thieves deliberately use Master Zhao as a bait to let us go for reinforcements and lay a trap to ambush us, not only will they not be able to rescue Master Zhao, but they will also trap us in them."
For this reason, Dou Changsheng specifically asked Wang Laodao: "What do you think, senior?"
This old man is said to be immovable in all directions, which is really a word of stability.
For the sake of stability, I can even tolerate it.
I didn't force myself, I just did it on my own, and now is the time for it to show its effect.
Mr. Wang stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, nodded and said: "Dou Mingqi is indeed a world-famous detective. He has been a veteran in planning for the country. Now he is facing a disaster. The more critical the period, the less anxious he can be."
"It's just a stable word."
Dou Changsheng repeatedly praised and said: "The old man is right. You can't be anxious now. If you are anxious, you will be wrong."
"Great Elder, you must be careful. If you can't save Master Zhao and get you involved, who else will be in charge of the Xijiang Sword Sect, and the future inheritance will be cut off."
The great elder got off his donkey along the slope, looked up to the sky and sighed, saying, "Hey."
"It's not because I don't want to rescue the leader immediately."
"In fact, every move I make now is related to the life and death of the sect, so I have to be cautious."
Mr. Wang also sighed and said: "It's really hard for the Great Elder, but for the sake of the sect's inheritance, the Great Elder must be patient a little longer and don't be impulsive and lead to an ambush by the enemy."
Senior Wang and the elder of the Xijiang Sword Sect sang and harmonized, and the two sides spoke one sentence after another. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and the team added another fierce general.
Now there are four grandmasters in total. There is no place in the world with such strength.
But the crowd was like a tortoise crawling, not moving very fast, so it could be called a stable one. None of the six-door agents had any objections to this, but were happy to see this scene. Who wanted to risk their lives?
If there is no other way, everyone would like to live a stable life.
Dou Changsheng knew in his heart that he was going to save the Xijiang Sword Sect this time, and he did not intend to betray the Yinji Sect and start living a life of fugitives.
The Yinji Sect has not yet finished pulling out its wool, but saving the devil boy, other things aside, the two great masters of the Xijiang Sword Sect have to sacrifice one of them to weaken the strength of the Yinji Sect.
Meeting the great elder of Xijiang Sword Sect now is not only not a bad thing, but a good thing.
The elders of the Xijiang Sword Sect are old and frail, like Li Shenqi and the old Wang in front of him. When they were young and strong, their combat power was close to that of the old masters.
Now that I am old and frail, my combat power has declined to a certain extent, and I am basically a weak master. It is okay to bully ordinary fourth-level martial arts with this level of strength, but it is not okay to deal with the top ten heroes on the list. The chance of defeat is very high.
When Zhao Qi is the leader, he is young and powerful, and his strength far exceeds that of the great elder.
Therefore, Zhao Qi died and the Great Elder survived, which was the best choice. It not only weakened the Yinji Sect's strength, but also completed the task and received a wave of rewards.
It really kills two birds with one stone.
Beautiful.
The combat power of the four grandmasters is starting to advance at a turtle's speed.
Zhao Qi rushed back to Xijiang Sword Sect from Xijiangyue, which only took a few dozen breaths, while Dou Changsheng started the same way, and now he has walked for a quarter of an hour, only a third of the way.
There was nothing he could do. If there was any disturbance, Dou Changsheng would raise his hand to stop his progress and began to look around cautiously, fearing that a wild beast or a great master would emerge.
Yes.
Four grandmasters are holding the battle, and there are many middle and third-grade men who have laid out a huge formation of dragnets. It is not impossible for them to fight against the great masters.
In order to cut off the follow-up accountability of the advantageous master, Dou Changsheng was not idle from beginning to end, and kept using cold energy to extinguish the flames.
Even if it takes more time, the distance is only a small distance, and we gradually start to approach the place where the roar is.
A brutal fight is still going on.
Dou Changsheng's face was expressionless, but he was murmuring in his heart. Is this leader Zhao too strong or the enemy has let loose? Why is he not dead at this time?
He couldn't help but look at Senior Wang and asked: "Senior, can you analyze the situation ahead?"
"Let's see if we have the advantage,"
"Does the enemy still have many masters hiding in dark places, watching us, waiting for us to be fooled?"
Mr. Wang didn't answer. Mr. Chen, who had figured out Dou Changsheng's intentions, said, "Sir, please don't rush to the rescue."
"I think the enemy intends to hold back, and there must be something fishy in this."
"It's better to wait and see what happens and wait for the strong men in the continent to come to help. By then, with the combined power of the ten masters, we will be able to save Master Zhao."
Mr. Chen's arrest also suddenly remembered that when he interrogated the manager, the other party said that Zhao Qi was fighting with his own master to be relegated to the Immortal House.
No wonder your Excellency has remained motionless. This is the fundamental reason.
Mr. Wang became wary and said cautiously: "What Mr. Chen said makes sense."
"The enemy dares to attack the Xijiang Sword Sect. He must be very powerful and very confident in himself. But now that he has not taken down the leader of Zhao for so long, it stands to reason that he should retreat. After all, there are many powerful people in Lucheng. When the imperial court comes forward, it can be said that he will die. undoubtedly."
"Now we can't retreat, and we can't kill Master Zhao."
"There's definitely a danger in this."
"Wait a minute, there are no ten grand masters, or Mr. Gu is invited, so we can't act rashly."
Suddenly, a roaring shout interrupted Mr. Wang from continuing to speak.
"Dou Changsheng."
"I just robbed you of a private room, and you harmed me like this."
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