Zhao Wuyou leaned on the doorpost. He deeply blamed himself for his careless behavior and secretly cursed himself for not being more vigilant, but it seemed that it was already too late.
Unwilling to accept it, Zhao Wuyou held on, seeing so many people in front of him, but he couldn't even lift the true energy in his body.
"A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. As long as I don't die, I will come to take revenge sooner or later."
After cheering himself up, Zhao Wuyou finally gathered his energy, swung his iron fist, fought with the strong man in front of him, and snatched the iron rod from his hand.
"kill him."
The governor shouted loudly in front of the hall.
Zhao Wuyou looked at everything in front of him indifferently, and thought to himself: "It's not easy to run to the wall now, and then run out, but if you don't give it a try, you won't be willing to die. You can't just wait like this."
die."
After thinking about the strategy, Zhao Wuyou swung the stick with more vigor. He fought and retreated. Although someone accidentally hit him, the dude's cloak still withstood some force. Zhao Wuyou only needed to protect his head, no matter
Just being beaten is fine.
Fu Yin, who was watching the battle behind him, could see Zhao Wuyou's purpose. He sneered and said to himself:
"You were given poison for three days. The poison had already invaded your lungs and blood vessels. It's a miracle that you were able to move for so long."
Immediately afterwards, the governor shouted loudly from behind everyone:
"Give me a harder time and beat the prisoner to death. Each of you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver."
Seeing how generous the governor was, the big men worked harder and hit Zhao Wuyou with iron bars.
Just when Zhao Wuyou was desperately resisting, there was a man standing outside the high wall. The man looked at everything in front of him coldly, then jumped off the high wall, waved the long knife in his hand, and beat the iron rods of those strong men.
Fall to the ground.
The strong men looked at each other, thinking that the man with the knife was here to save Zhao Wuyou, but they were quickly stopped by Fu Yin.
While everyone was stunned, Fu Yin stepped forward and said politely to the man holding the knife:
"My lord, what is the purpose of your visit?"
Zhao Wuyou, whose eyes had closed to a line, tried to look in the direction of the sound. When he tried to see the person clearly, he saw that the knife-wielding Gong Jiu was clearly Gong Jiu, whose leg had been broken by him.
Gong Jiu looked at Zhao Wuyou, his eyes full of contempt, but he did not forget to say politely to the governor:
"I'm here today to settle a personal grudge with Zhao Wuyou. The prince knows about this, so you and your people can just stay here and guard it."
Fu Yin nodded. He knew that Gong Jiu was a subordinate that the prince admired very much and never left him. If Gong Jiu left the prince's side, then the prince must be aware of his behavior.
Relying on his great trust in Gong Jiu, Fu Yin ordered his men to make way for Gong Jiu to deal with Zhao Wuyou personally.
The arrogant Gong Jiu still walked with a slight limp. It was obvious that the wound that Zhao Wuyou had hit him had not completely healed.
Zhao Wuyou held the iron rod with both hands and stood stubbornly. He raised his neck and stared blankly at Gong Jiu.
Although Zhao Wuyou, who has always been proud, only thinks that he is not a good person, he is still upright on weekdays and is not a petty person. Gong Jiu is on the contrary.
Zhao Wuyou would rather die than bow his head.
When the enemies met, Zhao Wuyou was already at the end of his strength, but Gong Jiu's face was rosy, and he even had an unusual and sinister smile on his lips because he saw Zhao Wuyou.
"Zhao Wuyou, you didn't expect that you would end up in this situation. Have you thought about how to die?"
While speaking, Gong Jiu kicked Zhao Wuyou at an extremely tricky angle.
Zhao Wuyou was kicked and flew more than seven meters away. His internal organs were somewhat displaced due to the kick, and the weapon in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Teng"
Zhao Wuyou fell firmly to the ground, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood.
The toxins in his body had seriously affected his cultivation, and being kicked by him made him even more injured. Zhao Wuyou knew that even if he escaped, he would probably not be able to do so in time because he had to avoid being chased.
Treatment will only lead to a tragic death in the end.
"Instead of running away and dying, it's better to have a good fight. God gave me a chance to live again, and my life has not been in vain."
Zhao Wuyou felt furious in his heart. He stood up with a roar and ran towards Gong Jiu with his bare hands. The remaining power was still there, so Gong Jiu did not dare to be careless. He took out his long knife and looked at Zhao Wuyou warily.
Originally, he was stupid to Xiang Gongjiu, but Zhao Wuyou's goal changed in an instant. He gritted his teeth and ran to the Fu Yin who was standing next to him watching the show.
Come to his side and guard the long sword in his hand.
Everything was so fast. Zhao Wuyou's explosion before his death caught everyone's expectations, but Gong Jiu recovered from his brief spell of confusion. He knew that this was just Zhao Wuyou's flashback before his death.
Zhao Wuyou was stronger than the sword and did not attack Gong Jiu. Instead, he stretched out his hand and used the long sword to cut off a piece of flesh in his hand. He knew that only by staying awake could he have the strength to fight Gong Jiu.
"Ugh..."
In pain, Zhao Wuyou kept shaking his head and shaking, but his eyes gradually became cold.
Blood dripped down his clothes and fell to the ground. Zhao Wuyou smiled ferociously and used all his strength to mobilize all the energy he could muster.
This battle must be a killing move.
Zhao Wuyou gritted his teeth and moved forward, swinging out his long sword, even with a "boom boom" sword sound.
Gong Jiu, who originally thought he was here to harvest people's heads, cried in his heart, but he still comforted himself and said:
"Don't be afraid, this bastard is just hanging on for a breath. As long as I consume him, he will be consumed to death sooner or later. Playing him to death is more interesting than killing him with a knife."
Zhao Wuyou's attacks were deadly, but Gong Jiu relied on inflexible movements to avoid them. At the same time, he also pestered Zhao Wuyou, not giving him a chance to escape.
After dozens of moves, Zhao Wuyou's strength was almost exhausted. Gong Jiu's arms and shoulders were stabbed with many wounds, but now he no longer had the strength to attack again.
Zhao Wuyou was unwilling to give in. He exhausted all his strength and failed to kill this hateful Gong Jiu.
Gong Jiu, who was hiding aside and observing secretly, saw that Zhao Wuyou's attack was slowly failing, so he became tough again, counterattacked instantly, raised his long knife and slashed at Zhao Wuyou's head.
With a "dang" sound, Zhao Wuyou could no longer hold on, and the long sword in his hand was chopped off by Gong Jiu and fell to the ground.
Zhao Wuyou clung to the wall. Even though there was a way out, he still didn't have the strength to climb over the wall and walk away.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that you could still seriously injure me after taking poison for three days. It's amazing. If you were allowed to grow up, you would become a well-known figure in the Fengming Empire. But it's a pity that you won't survive more than three hours.
."
"Stop talking nonsense, even if I die, I will never die in the hands of a despicable person like you."
After Zhao Wuyou said this, he folded his hands and shed a tear unwillingly. Then he roared angrily and slapped himself on the head hard.
"despair"
A pebble was bounced over and landed on Zhao Wuyou's elbow, preventing him from committing suicide.
"Are you going to die now? How could you die like this when you were a young man in such good times?"
On the high wall not far away, a man stood proudly, and he mocked Zhao Wuyou in a heavy voice.
"Who are you?" Gong Jiu was surprised. He looked at the strong man on the high wall in disbelief. He clearly knew that there were nearly two hundred forbidden troops guarding the Jingzhao Mansion, and there were people on the embankment to rescue Zhao Wuyou, but
It's definitely not easy for this man to be able to stand on a high wall without getting hurt.
The man didn't speak, but Zhao Wuyou smiled. He didn't expect that this man would come to see him for the last time. This chapter has been completed!