The true energy was swallowed and spitted, and Huang Zonggao's green ink splashed ink without moving in, and at the same time, his body suddenly retreated.

Immediately afterwards, the sword strikes down the hidden weapon. The thin needle as thick as a cow's hair fell to the ground, and a faint blue luster flashed under the scorching sun.

"Pear Blossom Needle to Heavy Rain?"

Huang Zonggao's face looked ugly, and his left hand, which was behind him, trembled slightly invisibly.

The rainy pear blossom needle is made of cold iron in Tianshan, and is invincible.

According to legend, twenty-seven silver needles are all fired, and every time they are shot, they will definitely see blood. They are one of the best hidden weapons today.

Chen Qingzhi had sharp eyes and found that several plum blossoms faintly appeared on his shoulder blades.

"No, I didn't expect you to have this experience!"

Wu Shizhan chuckled proudly.

"The rainy pear blossom needle is dedicated to destroying the warrior's true qi. Burying it in the body will hinder the circulation of the true qi. I wonder how much strength the old master still has now?"

In the past, the Tang family in Shu made their fortunes by relying on hidden weapons. Under the heavy rain of pear blossoms, the Grandmaster Wai Gang also fell more than one palm.

However, the people in the Tang sect acted erraticly, which aroused the anger of the public. Six major sects gathered in Shu to destroy it, and many hidden weapons also lost their inheritance.

Of course, this is the explanation released by the martial arts master.

Wu Shizhan got this heavy rain pear blossom needle by chance when he was young, and he has always relied on it as a backup plan to save his life. If it weren't for the pressure from Huang Zonggao, he might not have been willing to use it.

"Hmph, one hand is enough to deal with you smelly fish and rotten shrimps!"

He noticed the true energy in his body, and it was indeed extremely astringent in the needle flowing through it, and Huang Zonggao's heart sank.

But such a situation could no longer allow him to give in. He took a deep breath and the old man's face showed a bleak smile of jade burning.

"Even if I die, I will at least bring you together today!"

...

When Qiu Daorong saw the sign of a prior agreement in the air, he suddenly felt a sudden stern. He knew that the people in the city had encountered a strong enemy, so he immediately ordered a team of people and rushed to support him.

When I arrived at the gate of the Huang family, I did not shout in chaos as I imagined.

The Huang family mansion, which was open at the main entrance, was silent, like a huge mouth of a glutton, quietly waiting for everyone to fall into the trap.

"Boss?"

The Shenwei Camp looked at Qiu Daorong one after another, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Look for two clever ones, go in and take a look first."

Qiu Daorong pondered for a moment, then ordered two of the best-in-class people and raised the whip high.

But in just one cup of tea, the two of them rushed out of the door excitedly.

"General, my son-in-law is still alive!"

...

Of course Chen Qingzhi is still alive. Except for his appearance, he is a world of difference compared to the other two.

There were three or four transparent holes on Wu Shizhan's body, and Cheng Yong's five fingers on his right hand were chopped off, and his face was as pale as paper.

Even if you recover in the future, your martial arts will be greatly reduced.

Of course, if you fight a life-and-death battle with a master of the Foreign Gang, you will be lucky enough to survive, and you can still hope for something so extravagant.

Surrounded by the three of them with a horn, Huang Zonggao used his sword to pestle the ground, lowering his head and motionless.

His left arm was cut off with a knife shoulder-to-shoulder, and the bones on his right leg penetrated out, as if they had completely broken their vitality.

There are three fatal injuries, one is a sword injury that penetrates the eyes and the other is a blunt weapon injury that penetrates the abdomen.

Old and weak, he was plotted against a cold arrow again, dragging his body that had been overdrawn, and he could almost take one away.

I am truly worthy of being a master!

Since ancient times, beauties have lamented their old age and are not allowed to see heroes white.

The young man who rushed to the pass to be beautiful in anger was now grey and devoted himself to the family.

Although several people have a position against Huang Zonggao, the feeling of such a miserable ending of a master of the Foreign Gang is inevitably that he will feel something hurtful when he is a martial artist.

"Report to the Lord, the official found a secret passage in the study. Apart from this, he searched the entire Huang Mansion but found no whereabouts of the thief. Do you want to continue to arrange brothers to enter the secret passage to investigate?"

Now that Wu Shizhan is seriously injured, Chen Qingzhi's cultivation is obvious to all, and he has become the backbone of the Six Gates for a time.

"Don't worry about him. Go and send someone to fill the secret passage with gravel, and use wooden nails to tighten the entrance."

Even if Huang Youfu ran away, it would be temporary. Qiu Daorong was able to appear in the city, which means that the city gate had been taken down by them inside and outside.

The road leading out of the city has been blocked, and it is only a matter of time before Huang Youfu was arrested.

"This general looks a little bit disgusting?"

Cai Zhikui looked at Qiu Daorong in military uniform and vaguely noticed something wrong in his heart.

In his memory, there were no generals responsible for the rotation of the city guarding the city, which looked like this.

"Under the command of King Fu, Qiu Daorong, the captain of the Shenwei Camp, met the magistrate Cai."

Qiu Daorong opened his white teeth and bowed to his hands.

"It's General Qiu, wait, who do you think is under your command?!"

It seemed like a string broke in his head. Cai Zhikui staggered two steps and shouted out in disbelief.

"His Royal Highness Fu is ordered to train troops, clear the king's side, and to punish the unjust ministers. Prefect Cai seems to have a lot of objections?"

Qiu Daorong looked at Cai Zhikui with his eyes full of core goodness.

"You, you are so brave, where are the six doors?"

I thought Wu Shizhan destroyed the entire Huang family just to make money, but he didn't expect that the Huang family was so brave that he actually conspired to rebel with King Fu.

Cai Zhikui's hand pointed at the other party was slightly trembling, and he was angry. Dashuo had been raising a scholar for three hundred years. When would a martial man dare to talk to a civil servant like this?

However, unexpectedly, neither Chen Qingzhi nor Wu Shuyou did much.

Their chief did not issue an order, so naturally, the group of Youxing Xiaoyin, a group of Liusoumen, dared not do anything.

"The thief is right in front of you, why haven't you taken action?"

The emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was anxious. Cai Zhikui raised his hand and his face looked a little ugly.

"Rebel? Where are there any rebels?"

Chen Qingzhi looked up at Cai Zhikui and asked Wu Shuyou with a puzzled look.

"We haven't seen any traitor. I wonder if Lord Cai can explain it clearly?"

Wu Shuyou scratched his ears and shook his head honestly.

There was a dead silence on the field.

"That's probably because I've read it wrong."

After a while of silence, Cai Zhikui spoke with difficulty.

At this point, he hadn't reacted yet. What about the Huang family's rebellion? It was clearly the group of people in front of him who rebelled!

"I remember that there are still some official duties in the yamen that have not been done. Since the dust has been settled, I will take a step first."

As if nothing had happened, Cai Zhikui tried to get away with it.

However, a long spear was pressed against his Adam's apple, and the cold and sharp touch made the prefect swallow.

"Mr. Cai, it's your turn to make your choice now."

For a moment, Cai Zhikui's heart was in a mess, and many poems and essays that sacrificed their lives for righteousness appeared in his mind—

"I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I have to keep my innocence in the world."

"It's better to be broken than to be broken."

"Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. Both cannot be obtained, and they are those who sacrifice their life to seek righteousness."

"Since ancient times, no one has died, but he will leave his loyalty to shine in history."

But suddenly a sudden itch broke his thoughts, and the young man holding the silver spear looked increasingly impatient.
Chapter completed!