Wuyazi returned seriously injured and fainted on the street when he entered the city. After being rescued by the soldiers guarding the city, the first thing he did was not to find a place to heal, but to hurried to see Zhu Wen, and told Zhu Wen about the situation in Xuzhou, asking Zhu Wen to prepare for the war quickly to prevent King An from having any conspiracy.

In addition, because he was deeply afraid of the strength of Li Ye, Da Shao Siming and others, Wu Yazi used a secret technique to urgently contact Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Sect, and asked the latter to send cultivators with higher cultivation to help Zhu Wen stabilize the situation in Dengzhou, and he must not give Li Ye any opportunity to take advantage of it.

Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Sect is located in the center and has many monks, which is stronger than Penglai. The monks in the sect have won many fortunes that originally belonged to the Tang Dynasty because of assisting Huang Chao in conquering Chang'an and establishing the Great Qi Dynasty. The monks in the sect have taken this opportunity to increase their cultivation.

Most of the monks who originally practiced Qi and reached the level of half a step in building the foundation. Those who were originally expected to build the foundation have now successfully built the foundation.

Wuyazi's condition has basically stabilized for two days after healing his wounds, but he is still a long way from recovery, and his broken arm is causing a slight pain. Wuyazi knows very well that if within three days, the real-life cultivator in Zhongnan Mountain does not come and uses real-life means to help him completely repair the wound, then his realm will plummet and will not be able to recover in this life, let alone go further.

After coming out of the room, Wuyazi looked up at the sky, suddenly frowned and his heart jumped, feeling that something was wrong.

He quickly pinched his fingers and calculated silently. During this process, his brows became more and more severe, and his face became paler. After a while, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps. His face was ashamed and he couldn't even stand steadily.

Several Taoist men guarding outside the door were shocked to see this and hurried over to support him, "Uncle Master, are you okay?"

Wuyazi was supported by Taoists, so he did not fall down. He grabbed Taoist's arm tightly, his eyes were like a wolf, very scary, and gritted his teeth and said, "Go quickly and ask General Zhu where he went!"

A Taoist left, and Wuyazi said anxiously to the other person: "Call all disciples who are above the middle stage of Qi training, hurry up!"

Everyone didn't know what Wuyazi wanted, but they didn't doubt his words and took action.

When more than twenty cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training received news and gathered from all directions to Wuyazi, the Taoist who went to the army to ask about Zhu Wen's whereabouts also rushed back.

"Uncle Shi, General Zhu went east, and only brought more than a hundred personal soldiers, and he didn't know what to do!"

Wuyazi's expression changed drastically. He struggled to get up, took three steps in a row, and suddenly stopped again, turned around and looked at everyone, his eyes were like an eagle, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "General Zhu is in trouble, you and I need to go to rescue immediately. Remember, General Zhu is the key to the rise and fall of Zhongnan Mountain. Even if you and I try your best to protect General Zhu back to the city! Do you understand?"

"I understand!" the Taoists answered in unison.

"Walk!"

"Uncle Master, your injury...you shouldn't go, we'll just go."

"I just said that compared with the Daoist Daxing, personal life, death, honor and disgrace are insignificant!" When Wuyazi said this, Taoists could see clearly that Wuyazi had a decisive look in his eyes.

Instead of riding horses, everyone flew out of the city. When their cultivation reached the middle stage of Qi training, they naturally ran faster than the horse, but they just couldn't last long. However, Zhu Wen could not go too far now, so they didn't care about the loss of their cultivation.

Although Wuyazi was seriously injured and had not healed, he took the lead and castrated the fastest, with only a few people who could barely keep up with him.

In the tea shed, Zhu Wen slashed on the wooden table with a knife. The broken wood flew everywhere, and smoke and dust splashed everywhere. Li Ye sat on the bench and slid back several steps. The folding fan opened with a snap. He squirted casually in front of him. A strong wind appeared out of thin air. The smoke and dust that rushed towards him was all swept back.

However, Zhu Wen slashed one after another, and instantly slashed seven times, like a storm of waves, with a huge momentum, covering Li Ye and the other four. Although the sword energy did not spread more than ten feet, the power of cultivation was concentrated and the power was further improved. Obviously, Zhu Wen's understanding of cultivation was much greater than that of ordinary people.

Li Ye used the fan as a shield to block in front of him, and the sword energy fell down with a bang. In front of him, a ravine that was more than ten feet deep appeared. It looked like a pit, pitch black, as if it had no bottom, and was extremely terrifying. But at Li Ye's feet, the ravine suddenly disappeared, and the bench under him was fine, but the folding fan in his hand was an ordinary thing, and it had broken down under the tyrannical aura.

The eldest son Siming and Song Jiao flew back and flew backwards, floating up to the treetops like a bird of swallows, dodging and half catching the sword energy facing him, without being traumatized. However, the entire tea shed had already turned into nothing under the sword energy.

The old man in the tea shed fell to the ground and shivered, frightened, but in the burst of wood chips and soil, he was safe and sound, without any injuries, but was distracted by Li Ye.

Zhu Wen used all his strength to use his entire life, and his cultivation level was not retained at all. After the sword energy fell, he found that everyone was not injured. Moreover, when the other party moved, his cultivation level was immediately exposed, and they were all at the ninth level of Qi training.

This made Zhu Wen's heart pound. He originally wanted to fight with Li Ye to see if there was a chance to defeat Li Ye. At this time, he couldn't help but think: "King An is King An, who is indeed extremely heroic and powerful. Not only has his cultivation reached the ninth level of Qi training, the beauties around him are actually so strong. It seems that Old Zhu has no choice but to take advantage of it today, and he has to escape quickly, otherwise he will be depressed on the spot."

Zhu Wen was a decisive person. He didn't hesitate after making up his mind. After falling into the seven swords, he did not continue to attack. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw and retreat, leaving more than twenty feet, and instantly pulled the distance from his personal soldiers.

Zhu Wen's personal soldiers are worthy of being the elite of all battles. As early as when Zhu Zhen raised his hand, all the personal soldiers had already ordered the rush. Zhu Zhen was not Zhu Wen's personal soldiers, and he didn't know the temperament of these personal soldiers. In fact, after seeing Zhu Zhen make gestures and feeling that Zhu Wen might be in danger, the personal soldiers drew their swords and unsheathed them.

For personal soldiers, no matter whether the main general is really dangerous or not, as long as it is possible, they will rush forward and subdue the other party first. As for whether to kill or release it, it is a matter after the crisis is lifted. When they can do their best, they will not let the main general take a slight risk.

As soon as Zhu Wen retreated, he arrived in front of the personal soldiers, stood up and leaped, and got on the leading horse. The soldiers who were originally on the war horses, who were also monks, flew to the side with tactfulness, without causing trouble for the battle formation.

On the back of the horse, Zhu Wen was sure that he had the confidence to gallop around the world and face all powerful enemies. This was the confidence of the generals in the army.

However, what Zhu Wen faced this time was not the soldiers on the battlefield, but four masters at the ninth level of Qi training.

Li Ye stood up and came to the official road, and stood facing Zhu Wen. He lost the folding fan in his hand, and replaced it with Lu Jujian with a shining green light.

From meeting each other by chance, to having a good conversation, to suddenly turning against each other, things went beyond imagination and were natural.

The two of them had no personal grudges, but they didn't hesitate before they started. They met on the battlefield and each had their own commands. Of course, there was no need to say too much. If they didn't fight to the death, there would be no room for talking.

Before Song Jiao and Da Siming had time to take action, Shao Siming had already formed seals with both hands, and more than ten green leaf chains jumped out from the road, rolling up and shooting towards Zhu Wen's personal soldiers in the running.

Screams rang one after another, and cavalry fell off their horses one after another, and more than ten people were killed or injured in an instant. Among Zhu Wen's personal soldiers, monks accounted for a large proportion. A monk in the middle stage of Qi training raised his sword and slashed at the Ye Lian faced. However, the long sword slashed on the Ye Lian, but it could not destroy the Ye Lian.

The monk felt a knife slashing on the gold and stone. The recoil force made his internal organs tumbling. The long sword directly took off his hand, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out. In his horrified and desperate eyes, Ye Lian pierced his throat, and the long snake rushed out from the back of his neck and flew towards the next personal soldier.

The distance was very close, and the cavalry could not increase the speed at all, but the cavalry quickly arrived in front of Li Ye. No matter what, these were more than a hundred elite cavalry. Even if they were not running at full speed, their lethality would not be small.

Li Ye did not move, his expression changed on his face, neither solemn nor ridiculed, and he looked calm and gentle. He raised Lu Jujian, and the dense patterns on his sword body were lit up one after another, as if countless stars were embedded.

He slashed down with a quick sword as if he was slow and quick. The sound of a breeze suddenly erupted in the air. The branches of the trees disappeared in an instant, turning into ashes and disappearing. The sky covered by the shade revealed his original blue face. Under the sky, a twenty-foot-long sword energy fell slowly towards the cavalry array.

When Li Ye raised his sword, Zhu Wen felt a palpitation. It was an instinctive fear that only when facing an unbeatable opponent. When the green sword energy appeared under the blue sky, Zhu Wen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a mountain-like pressure suddenly dropped, causing his hands holding the knife to tremble slightly.

At the same level of Qi training, Zhu Wen felt unmatched under the power of Li Ye's sword, which made him feel absurd and frightened.

The cavalry line in the galloping horse suddenly came from a shrill neigh. Many war horses could not bear the huge pressure and fell to the ground with their legs. The cavalry on the horse's back fell down. The scene was in chaos. At this moment, the sword energy fell into the queue.

The dazzling green light covered the blood mist that exploded. Before the cavalry could even scream, they all died on the spot. When the green light dissipated, the flying soil was still shooting everywhere, hitting the leaves and branches. The official Taoist priest appeared a huge ravine, blood flowing everywhere, and the cavalry's corpses were everywhere. Some of them were not dead yet, and weak wailing sounds came one after another.

The eldest son Siming and others saw that Zhu Wen covered his chest and bowed his body, and had already run towards the wilderness, leaving only a figure behind.

Li Ye's sword was a range strike, and it was inevitable that he would not be able to take care of Zhu Wen alone, which gave Zhu Wen the opportunity to escape. Zhu Wen was also decisive and retreated quickly without any delay when he saw that he could not do anything.

However, in front of the four nine levels of Qi training, can Zhu Wen really break away? Not to mention that the eldest son Siming is good at speed, even if they don’t follow them to chase him, it would not be too difficult for Li Ye to catch up with Zhu Wen. At this time, Zhu Wen was already injured and could not run far.

Li Ye did not intend to let Zhu Wen run away like this. Although he had a great time today and had met too late, he wanted to appreciate each other, but in the face of the world, in the battlefield where each of them is their own, he had to do his best to decide the outcome when meeting. If one side refused to surrender, he would have to decide the life and death.
Chapter completed!