Zhao Hu shouted loudly, and Heng Wenhao walked over from Yuan Yun's carriage.
Zhao Hu solemnly said: "I wonder if they have any masters. The rest of the way depends on you."
Heng Wenhao glanced at Dianchen and said, "Actually, you can stay here instead."
Zhao Hu shook his head and said: "Protect the eldest princess."
Heng Wenhao understood what Zhao Hu meant and said nothing.
Although Heng Wenhao and Zhao Cheng have long been one of their own, they are still the guards of the eldest princess after all. When Zhao Cheng has not exhausted all the experts on his side, Heng Wenhao still has to stay with Yuan Yun.
Both Zhao Cheng and Zhao Hu believed in Heng Wenhao, and he would not just care about Yuan Yun and ignore others.
Zhao Cheng took a deep look at Zhao Hu, then glanced at Dian Chen, and said: "Hurry up and kill him, finish him off and go help the third child."
"Where the power of the sword lies, I am where I am." Zhao Hu pretended to be unceremonious.
Zhao Cheng then turned around, mounted his horse and led the way. Heng Wenhao replaced Zhao Hu and guarded Zhao Cheng.
Wen Pojun and Zhao Yan were facing each other. They did not stop him, but said calmly: "You have to go faster. It won't take long for me to deal with this kid."
Zhao Cheng ignored Wen Pojun and said as he walked: "Third brother, defeat him and you will become famous in one battle."
"Received." Zhao Yan nodded.
Wen Pojun frowned, thinking where did you brothers get their confidence?
Just now Zhao Cheng told Zhao Hu to blow him up.
Now he is telling Zhao Yan to overthrow him.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Yan's responses were also very natural, as if they were taken for granted.
This is a natural confidence.
But Wen Pojun couldn't understand, am I a grandmaster, okay?
My title of Gun Demon is not self-proclaimed, I earned it by fighting along the way, okay?
What's the use of being confident?
…
The late night wind blew hard, cleaning the surrounding trees and landforms, and roaring like wild beasts.
Star peach branches and Luo Ying stand opposite each other.
Luo Ying has already put on his gloves, and Yang Taozhi has tightened her grip on her sword.
From the moment Luo Ying appeared, Yang Taozhi knew that the plan had failed, but she had to fight.
Luo Ying is expected to be the most difficult enemy to deal with. As long as he is around, Yang Taozhi cannot kill Duxu Chengdu. But if they evacuate, Luo Ying will definitely follow closely. If Luo Ying is lured into the Zhao family's team,
That would be a huge threat to Zhao Huan and his son.
Only by defeating Luo Ying in a battle, or even killing him, can the fundamental problem be solved.
Luo Ying's thoughts were similar to Yang Taozhi's. As long as Yang Taozhi could be contained, the rest of the matter would be easy to handle.
He believed in Wen Pojun's strength, and even more believed in Du Yuchengdu and Wang Yuluan's determination to kill Zhao Cheng.
In his eyes, there are not many variables in this operation.
"Yang Taozhi, your strength has always been a mystery. Some people have tried your strength, but no one has found out your depth."
"you, too."
Yang Taozhi responded: "When you show your prominence in the world, you are already a master with unfathomable strength. You are like a ghost that appears suddenly. This is very similar to your skin color and temperament."
Luo Ying smiled and said, "I take it as a compliment. Today, I'm going to find out your background."
Yang Taozhi said: "Explore each other."
"A grandmaster duel is rare, but it's a pity that there are no spectators." Luo Ying looked at the night sky and sighed.
Yang Taozhi said: "What's the point of not being seen? What should win will still win, and what should lose will still have to lose."
Luo Ying said: "It's because I'm too small."
The moon is bright and clear.
A night wind blew, blowing the weeds and gravel on the ground.
Luo Ying still had his signature smile on his face, but there was a flash of light in his eyes. He who rarely took the initiative actually chose to strike first, and his body flashed like a phantom.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it is impossible to capture the trajectory of his actions. In the eyes of Yang Taozhi, he is just a blur of light and shadow.
Yang Taozhi's body did not move, but he moved his feet slightly, waved his arms, and fired several swords.
The thin sword in Yang Taozhi's hand neither stabbed nor chopped, but looked like he was holding a paintbrush and painting around him.
There was very little movement between the two men fighting, and they could only see a black shadow dancing or circling around the star fruit branch, while the star fruit branch waved a thin sword to deal with it.
Luo Ying's speed is too fast. Yang Taozhi's way of drawing the sword is weaving a sword net for himself, using the movement trajectory and sword energy of the sword to create the legendary three-foot sword perimeter. Only in this way can Luo Ying's attack be blocked.
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After a moment, Luo Ying stepped back and revealed his figure ten steps away from the star fruit branch.
His first round of attack was considered a failure.
"It's really powerful. They say Cui Wuming's sword is the fastest, but your sword is faster than his."
Yang Taozhi said: "That's because my cultivation level is higher than his. When he becomes a master, his sword will naturally be faster than mine. But your movement is so swift that I have never met anyone stronger than you. Say you
It’s no exaggeration to say it’s a ghost.”
"The purpose of the preliminary test has been achieved. This battle makes me excited."
After Luo Ying said something, he bent down slightly, and then rushed directly towards the carambola branch.
This time he did not choose to fight around the star fruit branches, but instead rushed into the star fruit branches like a reckless man.
Yang Taozhi took two steps back, and when Luo Ying was still five steps away from him, he stabbed Luo Ying in advance with his sword!
Crack!
A dark shadow flashed in front of Yang Taozhi, and Luo Ying grabbed the rapier with the hand holding the coffin. It was the first time that the two of them were so close.
It turned out that Yang Taozhi did not draw the sword in advance, but she predicted that Luo Ying seemed to be five steps away from her, but in fact he was already almost rushing to her side. If she did not draw the sword, Luo Ying would be killed by Luo Ying.
It's hurt.
Luo Ying grabbed Yang Taozhi's shoulder with one hand and pressed it on Yang Taozhi's shoulder with the other hand.
Yang Taozhi noticed that Luo Ying's smile became even colder.
"The ghost holds the coffin!"
boom!
The moment he was held down by Luo Ying's hand, Yang Taozhi's mind seemed to explode, and an extremely cold chill spread from the coffin support to his skin, and then penetrated into his blood and flowed throughout his body.
In Yang Taozhi's perception, the surrounding night wind was no longer wind, but wandering souls floating in the darkness. The surrounding trees seemed to come alive, and they opened their teeth and claws and let out soul-stirring shouts.
But he couldn't move his feet, as if he had really turned into a coffin after being held down by Luo Ying.
Already a dead thing!
Luo Ying was a little proud. He was right to deal with Yang Taozhi in the most brutal way. Only in this way could he have a chance to come into contact with her body.
"So this is how it feels..." Yang Taozhi suddenly murmured.
Hearing this, Luo Ying was suddenly startled. He looked towards Yang Taozhi and saw that Yang Taozhi had a firm look on his face, and his originally confused eyes suddenly became clear.
Luo Ying immediately realized that Yang Taozhi had not been hit.
In other words, Yang Taozhi was deliberately tricked to find out his background!