Who lost this loyal dog?

Wen Hongyu's words undoubtedly supported Zhang Ze's conjecture: "I never thought that the Beggar Gang would choose to join forces with Nether."

The distance was too far, Zhang Ze couldn't see Kang Sun's expression, he could only hear a few jingling sounds. After the fight, Kang Sun laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it's time like this. .”

His voice was extremely hearty and generous, but the words he said were not polite at all.

Zhang Ze suppressed the urge in his heart to get closer to see what was going on, held his breath, and together with Tian Yi, hid tightly in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Before Wen Hongyu could continue to speak, Ye Ningtian, the head of the Emei faction who was fighting with the assailant not far away from them, scolded coldly: "Kangsun, you don't care about the feelings of the seven factions, have you forgotten?" How did the former leader of the beggar gang die?"

"It's really strange what you said. There is still love between the seven factions?"

Kang Sun sneered, and suddenly exerted force to ease Wen Hongyu's offensive by a little bit. Before Wen Hongyu could turn his sword back, two black shadows passed Kang Sun and directly attacked his wide-open empty door.

The sound of the slender and tough thing cutting through the air and the whistling of the thin blade trembling reached Zhang Ze's ears, drawing out a faint familiarity.

Tian Yi listened attentively to the movement coming from ahead, carefully distinguishing it, and before Zhang Ze asked, he transmitted the secret voice: "It's the poisonous spider's black jade silk and Qi Wu's scimitar."

Zhang Ze understood, no wonder the seven sects teamed up to set up nets all over the world but failed to find a nether that was caught - the enemy had already changed into the clothes of the Beggars' Gang, and with the help of the Beggars' Gang, they became part of this net, and they were busy everywhere. I just watched leisurely from the sidelines, maybe even smiled smugly.

With a net full of loopholes, it is impossible to catch a small shrimp, let alone a big fish like Qi Youming.

He shook his head, shaking all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts out of his mind, raised his spirits, and did not dare to relax at all, trying to find a chance enough to turn defeat into victory, but when he was nervous, a thought came to his mind uncontrollably: Wen Hongyu really didn't expect Will the gang of beggars turn back?

Kang Sun, who was free, held a dog-beating stick in his hand, which symbolized the identity of the leader of the beggar gang. The unattractive long stick shook out a stick flower in the night sky: "Shut up your hypocrisy, Ye Ningtian, you and Shen Shan have joined forces to intimidate you!" When I was in the Beggar Gang, why didn’t I see you caring about the Seven Sects? And you, old man Wen, don’t think I don’t know. Declining children, overt and covert runs, do you really think I am blind?"

"It was your Beggar Gang who killed the Emei disciples first!" Shen Shan was furious, and his strikes became more and more ruthless. He lifted the weapons in the hands of the besieging disciples with his sword, raised the blade and dropped it, and took it away in a flash. Five or six lives.

Kang Sun's voice was still steady, and it didn't change or waver at all because of the tragic death of his disciple: "I said earlier that this was not done by the gang of beggars. You are not benevolent first, so don't blame me for being unrighteous later." .”

It was too late to say it, it was too soon, and the moment the words were about to fall, he charged forward, carrying the dog-beating stick with great momentum, and went straight to Shen Shan: "Go to death, Shen Shan! "

In the past, there were people from the Nether mixed in among the disciples of the Beggar Gang to interfere with Shen Shan's attention. Later, there was Kang Sun Dakai's combined moves that were fatal. The manpower was not as good as that of the Beggars' Gang, but now he was suddenly attacked, Shen Shan was unable to hold on to the left and the right, and was hit by a dog-beating stick on his left arm without noticing for a while, the whole arm lost strength immediately, and the scabbard in his hand slipped off The palm fell to the ground with a clang.

The besieging pawns attacked it in groups, brandishing their swords and impatiently wanting to take a bite—if they could end a sect leader here, such an honor would be enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

"Things who are willing to degenerate for the sake of tigers are also worthy of taking my life, Shen Shan!"

His master, the last head of Huashan School died in the hands of You Ming, and his senior brothers died in the hands of You Ming at a young age, and he is the only one left to survive until now, trying his best to maintain the reputation of Huashan School. The proud disciples were all brutally murdered by Nether, leaving only a pool of rotten flesh that could not be seen in human form!

This time he led the crowd to the battle, he thought he had finally waited for the opportunity of revenge, but now he is about to die at the hands of traitors!

Maybe you will die here today!

In a desperate situation, under the agitated mood, Shen Shan endured the pain of his meridians being torn apart, and desperately pumped up his internal energy, injecting all of his internal energy into the magical soldiers with him.

With the blessing of internal force, the light of the sword on the sharp blade skyrocketed, and the sharp sword edge swept across, easily bringing up a rain of blood.

"Are you willing to fall?" Facing such a change, Kangsun's tone remained unchanged, "The beggars want gold, and Youming wants cheat books. Youming and I are just helping each other to get what we need, so how can we be willing to fall?"

He waved the dog-beating stick, and the power he brought out was not weaker than that of Shen Shan.

Zhang Ze, who had been lurking for a long time, saw the two of them risking their lives to fight together, and he was completely absorbed in him. Kang Sun turned his back to his direction, defenseless against him, and the opportunity was fleeting, so he quietly held his hand. Hong Ying, about to draw his sword——

"Wait a minute, little friend!"

Just at this time, a voice sounded in Zhang Ze's ear.

Wen Hongyu.

Zhang Ze was slightly taken aback, and most of the breath lifted to his chest dissipated in an instant. He retreated to the hiding place again, and before he could ask why he did this, he received a letter from Wen Hongyu: "I have ordered the Qingyang faction and other sect leaders to lead His disciples lie in ambush here, and will come to help immediately if there is a change."

Qingyang faction?

Zhang Ze thought about it for a moment, then remembered that this seemed to be a sect entrenched in Lingzhou, with a huge influence, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the number one sect under the seven sects.

That's right, besides the seven sects that can be seen at a glance, there are of course other forces in this rivers and lakes.

But the Hero Conference clearly failed to hold, when did Senior Wen,

A flash of understanding flashed in his heart, Bi Yan and the others have been away for a long time, is it because of this?

Facing the pressing forces of Jin Yuluo and Qi Wu, Wen Hongyu still managed to divide his mind with ease: "The disciples of the Changge School found a mountain road ten miles northwest of this place, and bypassed the front of our school. Arm your defenses and lead to the treasure house. I suspect that the surprise attack by Kang Sun and the others was just a feint. The real Lord of the Nether may have gone straight to the treasure house with his elite forces. Although there are defenses there, they cannot stop martial arts The extremely high Lord of the Nether."

Zhang Ze said clearly: "Thanks to Senior Wen for his guidance for many days, if that's the case, then let this junior meet the Lord of the Nether."

"Please, little friend."

"I will live up to Senior Wen's entrustment."

Across the thick night, Zhang Ze and Wen Hongyu looked at each other from a distance, he nodded slightly, turned around and plunged into the dark woods.

Stepping lightly, the distance of ten miles is only a blink of an eye. The mountain road Wen Hongyu mentioned is the place where Zhang Ze fought Fu Yeming again and again in fragmentary past memories.

In the daytime, the verdant tree shadows were a little more bleak and chilling under the cover of darkness. Among the whirling branches and leaves, Zhang Ze looked at the familiar scenery in front of him, shook his head and sighed the stubbornness of fate, and chose a tree with a wide view and a concealed figure. Sit on the branch of the tree, recharge your energy, and wait for the enemy.

The wind blows the grass low, the shadows of the trees sway, and the cool night wind brings the hustle and bustle in the distance.

Zhang Ze listened carefully, and vaguely heard the crisp sound of cold iron colliding, and the wailing of the dying man.

Hearing the voice, You Ming had already fought against the defending disciple.

How many people came from Nether?Who are the people here?

How is the current situation?Who has the upper hand?

Can the disciples guarding the mountain hold on?How many casualties?

Countless thoughts turned to his mind one after another, provoking his gradually tightening heartstrings.

Did the sound get quieter?

Is it a winner?

Who wins, no, how many of those disciples survived?

Is the Lord of the Nether coming soon?

After failing so many times, this time, can he really do it?

Do you want to help the remaining disciples?

But he felt that there was still some chance of winning if he waited for work with ease. If he joined the chaotic war, it would be fine if he won, but if he lost...

Just as Zhang Ze was getting restless, Tian Yi, who was quietly by his side and also listening to the movement in the distance, suddenly raised his head: "Master, my subordinates invite you to fight."

"What?" Zhang Ze was mostly focused on the invisible battlefield, startled by Tian Yi's actions, and unconsciously turned his head and asked.

The battle of life and death is just around the corner, but Tianyi's appearance is not the same as before, his breathing is steady and long, his body is tall and powerful, and his dark eyes are calm.

His voice was as low as ever, with the calmness of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai, and his words were clear and organized: "Although there are many disciples guarding the mountain, when it comes to personal martial arts, they must not be as good as the elite selected by Fu Yeming. Regardless, the collapse of the defense line is only a matter of time. At that time, the master's fists will be hard to beat, and Fu Yeming, who doesn't know how deep he is, will watch over him, and the treasure house will definitely fall. Why don't you let your subordinates go to support the disciples guarding the mountain, and drag the Nether people in At the foot of the mountain, let the master block Fu Yeming."

Tianyi changed his movements as if he had no weight, bent his knees and knelt beside Zhang Ze, lowered his head meekly, stroked his chest with his hands, and relied on the beating heart in his chest, which was completely different from his meek posture. Firmly made an oath: "I will guarantee my life, and I will never let anyone from the netherworld cross the line of defense! Please allow my subordinates to fight."

How long has it been since Tianyi put on this obedient and loyal appearance in front of him?

Zhang Ze's thoughts drifted away for an untimely moment.

Because of the influence of his previous life, he never cared much about the superiority and inferiority of masters and subordinates, so he naturally didn't want to make Tianyi, who cared the most, make his every move so humble - even though Tianyi himself never felt that it was humiliating.

After such a long period of subtle influence, Zhang Ze felt that the relationship between him and Tianyi was more like a close friend with a life-to-life relationship, or a partner with the same heart..., casual, agreeable, and relaxed.

Now seeing Tian Yi's solemn appearance, apart from being a little novel, it also evoked a sense of emotion, and his impetuous heart calmed down again.

After so many days, he is no longer a newcomer to the rivers and lakes. After such a long period of tempering and experience, his sword has become faster and sharper, and the hand holding the sword has become more stable and firm—in order to find an answer , in order to break the hopeless cycle of reincarnation, for the sake of Tianyi, he shouldn't be confused, why should he be confused!

"Go, Tianyi. I will definitely win this battle, and we will definitely win."

Zhang Ze watched Tian Yi's body tremble slightly, this man who has always been silent and restrained suddenly raised his head, and looked straight into his eyes without hesitation, those eyes that seemed to be like ancient wells without waves shone with light because of his words .

His vision flickered, and the next moment, he fell into a warm embrace—it was Tianyi.

"I trust the master."

These five very light words floated into Zhang Ze's ears, before they could be tasted carefully, they were scattered in the gentle wind. The person who said these words had already left by the wind and rushed to the distant battlefield.

The ray of temperature from a moment ago still remained on his body, Zhang Ze stared at the endless darkness with burning eyes, and his heart was unprecedentedly firm——

This battle must be won!