"Boom!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As a large number of people fled, the sounds of fighting in the distance gradually approached. The rumbling sounds of true energy colliding with true energy kept ringing out, followed by people screaming and flying backward from time to time. They crashed into the roof tiles around the street, causing explosions and debris to fly everywhere.
At this time, Zhou Zhao simply stopped and sat on a stool left behind by a small stall on the side of the street, eating grapes while watching the show.
In the distance, there was a large group of well-built soldiers wearing armor and wielding spears. They were surrounding and attacking a dozen martial artists who were dressed in combat attire.?These dozen or so martial artists were extremely skilled, and they kept on attacking in an attempt to break out of the encirclement. They sent wave after wave of soldiers flying.?
However, there were simply too many soldiers surrounding them, and there was an endless stream of them. In addition, the Yuan Dynasty Mongol soldiers also had the help of experts, which restrained them. It would be very difficult for this group of martial artists to break out of the encirclement.?
A large number of soldiers were coming to support them from further away. They could see archers approaching as well. If they were any slower, they would be in danger of being completely surrounded and killed.
"Zhang Wuji, we have already set up an inescapable net around us.”
At this moment, on the street not far away, a beautiful woman dressed in a white brocade dress, with red lips and white teeth, was riding a horse and shouting at the martial artists who were surrounded.
"Zhao Min, don't even think about it! Cult Master, you guys go first. I, the old bat, want to see how strong this little girl is!”
Before Zhang Wuji, who was fighting with the Xuanming Elders, could respond, a skinny old man with a pointed mouth and ape-like cheeks from the Ming Cult suddenly repelled a few Mongolian soldiers. His figure suddenly soared into the sky and laughed strangely at Zhao Min, who was calling for surrender not far away.
"Wei Yixiao, you don't know what's good for you!"
Zhao Min, who was wearing a silver crown on her head and was dressed in brocade clothes, saw Wei Yixiao flying over a hundred feet in the air and flying toward her. She couldn't help but sneer complacently.
As soon as Zhao Min finished speaking, dozens of archers suddenly appeared in the alleyways beside her. They drew their bows and shot at Wei Yixiao.
When Wei Yixiao, who was flying in the sky, saw the archer who had suddenly appeared, his already pale face turned completely pale. His eyes widened as he shouted,""What a cunning little girl!"
This was clearly Zhao Min deliberately making a sound to lure him over so that the archers could ambush him.
Seeing the rain of arrows flying towards him, Wei Yixiao hurriedly descended. His green robe spun and turned into a barrier as he retreated rapidly.
Puff! However, he was still hit by the arrow. Blood blossomed on his chest, but he had already retreated to the crowd.
"Old bat!"
"Bat King!"
……
Everyone from the Ming Cult felt their hearts tighten.
"Fortunately, I managed to block some of my zhenqi. I won't die…"
The green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao's face turned pale as he consoled the crowd.
"Kill them!"
"Break out of the encirclement!"
Seeing that Wei Yixiao was not going to die and that the Mongolian soldiers were charging over with their spears, the Ming Cult members could only charge forward and fight.
Among them, three people were fighting the most fiercely. A handsome young man in a white robe with an extraordinary temperament was fighting against two oddly dressed elders. One of the two elders held a deer staff, and the other held a crane pen. As they moved, their true energy collided, shattering one stall after another. The bricks on the ground cracked, and sand and stones flew.
"Hahaha, Zhang Wuji, take two more of our Dark Mysterious Divine Palms!”
The two elders were the Xuanming Elders. At this moment, the two of them pushed their palms forward, and a cold aura rushed toward Zhang Wuji.
"Lu Zhangke, He Biweng, I will kill you today!”
Zhang Wuji let out a long howl towards the sky. He circulated the Genuine Qi in his body to the limit and pushed out his palms. The hot air wave met the cold Qi of the Xuanming Elders.
Boom!
A loud explosion reverberated in the air as both sides were knocked back. The bricks under their feet shattered, and dense cracks appeared.
Zhang Wuji took a dozen steps back. His eyes narrowed and his expression was solemn.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
On the other side, the Xuanming Elders also retreated a dozen steps. They felt stuffy and couldn't help but cough a few times. A trace of blood seeped out of the corner of their mouths. They were a little shocked.
Zhang Wuji's cultivation was progressing too quickly. The two of them were fighting with their internal energy, but he actually had the upper hand.
Fortunately, they had the support of Ruyang Prefecture. The young princess had soldiers and generals. If they entangled Zhang Wuji for a period of time, it would be difficult for them to escape even if they had wings.
Rustle!
Just as the Xuanming Elders were deep in thought, a few grape seeds suddenly rolled toward their feet and hit their shoes.
What was this?
The Xuanming Elders couldn't help but look up in the direction where the grape seeds had appeared. They saw a handsome young Taoist priest in a loose Taoist robe sitting on a stool in a small stall. He was holding a bunch of grapes in his hand and eating them in a refined manner. From time to time, he spat out grape seeds, and a few of them rolled down at their feet.
"Which family's young Taoist priest is not coming out to collect the corpse!”
Lu Zhangke saw that he was fighting to the death with his enemy. This little Daoist was not only sitting here leisurely eating grapes, but he was also spitting grape seeds in his direction. His killing intent immediately rose. With a sinister smile, he struck out with his Dark Mysterious Divine Palm.
Clang!
However, at the instant Lu Zhangke appeared, a cold light suddenly jumped out from the void. The clear hum of a longsword suddenly rang out. The charging Lu Zhangke's body froze, and his face was filled with disbelief. A thin line of blood slowly spread out from his neck...
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