Wait a minute, heroine

noon.

A group of more than ten people flew through the mountains and headed towards the depths of the mountains; Night Terror Hall had been here yesterday and acted as a guide at the front to lead the way.

The mountain road of more than 30 miles is not too far for people with strong martial arts skills, but it is difficult to climb mountains and ridges along the way. When you are not familiar with the road conditions, it is normal for you to miss out or slip.

Ye Jingtang saw that Dongfang Liren was having a hard time following his footsteps, so he wanted to fulfill his duties as a personal bodyguard and carry Benben on his back.

But Dongfang Liren didn't have the nerve to lie down on the man's back in front of his subordinates. He just quietly pulled Master Xuanji's wrist and asked his master to help take care of it, so as not to accidentally fall in public and embarrass him.

After a while of galloping through the mountains and fields, several people arrived near Fulong Cave. The original large medicine stove was still placed alone in the woods, and Guan Yujia's body had been carried away by officers and soldiers because he was a celebrity in Wuzhou's world.

Walking four or five miles further into the mountains, you can see many arrows and discarded armor and weapons in the mountains and fields. A temporary camp of two thousand soldiers is nearby. There are more than a hundred wounded inside, as well as the surrendered King Wu's personal guards and captured soldiers. The entourage is temporarily detained here.

Ye Jingtang came to the camp to inquire and learned that when King Wu was absconding with his loyal guards, he was injured by a stray arrow and fled to Huangshi Ridge.

More than a thousand soldiers have surrounded Huangshiling. However, because Huangshiling is another hiding place prepared by King Wu, defensive facilities have been built in advance. Try to persuade them to surrender.

As for the hundreds of drug testers captured by King Wu, they launched a siege yesterday. King Wu had no time to take care of these people. Most of them took advantage of the chaos and fled into the mountains and forests to avoid the military disaster before they had time to search for them.

After Ye Jingtang learned this, he could only focus on King Wu for the time being, and came to Huangshi Ridge with Dongfang Liren.

Under the scorching sun, nearly a thousand officers and soldiers armed with strong bows and crossbows were scattered in the mountains and fields around Huangshiling.

The geographical environment of Huangshiling is very special. It is surrounded by steep mountains on all sides. The only road leading to the top of the mountain is a narrow path dug by the king of Wu. At the twists and turns on the way, a doorway was also dug, and arrows were shot from below. If not, as long as one person and one gun are guarding the corner, even if there are thousands of troops, they can't even think of attacking the mountains.

There are many masters of light kung fu in Zezhou's army, but there is also Bai Siming on the mountain. The three or five masters who rush up are just like Bai Siming. The more than a thousand officers and soldiers who come to encircle and suppress are helpless and can only surround Huangshiling. To prevent King Wu from breaking out, a military attache stood at the foot of the mountain and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The majestic Prince of Wei and the legitimate son of Taizu, if he is going to die, the court should give Bai Ling to hang himself, so that he can keep his body intact...

"It's so hot in June. If you keep dying on the mountain, we can only cut off your head, smear it with lime and take it back to Yun'an. When the courtiers see it, they will probably be infested with maggots and the smell will be terrible..."

These words of persuasion to surrender were outrageous, but the effect was indeed good.

On Huangshi Ridge, deep in a natural cave, two torches are lit.

The four wounded loyal guards were sitting against the wall, staring blankly at the weapons in their hands.

King Wu Dongfangheng, who had aged almost more than ten years in just a few days, had gray hair, and held a sword inlaid with pearls and jade in his hand. He raised it several times and put it on his neck. When he heard the shouting from the bottom of the mountain, he stopped again. Come down.

King Wu felt that he should be a hero. He rebelled in order to prevent the Dongfang clan from falling into the hands of foreigners. If bad luck led to the failure, he should commit suicide happily and not bow to the empress. In this way, he would probably be remembered in the history books of future generations. Leave it to the name of 'strong temperament'.

But what the military attache outside said made sense. He was the direct son of Taizu and the uncle of the current empress. Even if he committed the crime of treason, he should be buried with a full body. Now that he is dead, the officers and soldiers will cut off his head. , his body and head were dismembered, and he still stinked for the courtiers to watch. He died in such a disgraceful manner...

Next to King Wu, Bai Siming, who was wearing a blood-stained robe, sat cross-legged on the ground with a relatively calm expression. Seeing that King Wu did not dare to commit suicide, he said:

"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. The officers and soldiers won't be able to fight for a short time. When it gets dark, I will lead your highness to break out and escape to Beiliang. As your highness, the Beiliang court will definitely protect you..."

Zhang Jinglin sat next to him and shook his head when he heard this:

"The two dynasties have just established trade, and His Highness is not of much use to Beiliang. If he escapes to Beiliang, he will probably be sent back by Beiliang as a favor. If he can cross the two countries and escape to the northwest of Tianlang Lake, there is still The possibility of a comeback.”

Dongfang Heng's eyes moved, and driven by the desire to survive, he said:

"A few decades ago, when the Tianlang Iron Cavalry was around, I might have been able to make a comeback. Nowadays, the tribes in Xihai are just a piece of loose sand. They were still struggling in the past. It would be better to join the Pingtian Sect."

Zhang Jinglin shook his head and said: "The Pingtian Sect is located in the southern border of the Wei Dynasty. There are no war horses there, and no matter how many soldiers there are, they are just infantry. They are more than enough to defend the city, but if they want to conquer the world from south to north, no one has succeeded since ancient times.

"This is not the case in the tribes of the Western Sea. The folk customs are wild and martial virtues are abundant. Women, children, old and young can wear armor and shoot bows, and are good at fighting. As long as someone can twist the tribes into a rope and gather 30,000 Tianlang cavalry, it will be enough to defeat the enemy. The two dynasties were independent on their own frontiers..."

King Wu knew the geographical differences between the north and the south and frowned:

"The tribes in the West Sea have been dispersed long ago. After decades of annexation by Beiliang, the tribes in the West Sea have not been completely surrendered. How can I make those northwest barbarians loyal to me in the past?"

"Tianlang Lake is the holy land of the tribes of the West Sea, and the Tianlang Pearl is regarded as a 'god-given thing' by the tribes of the West Sea. I have reproduced the Tianlang Pearl. Your Highness, you only need to find a leader of a large tribe to offer it. This bead..."

?

Bai Siming heard this and said impatiently:

"Then the leader took it, died suddenly on the spot, and chopped our bodies into pieces?"

Zhang Jinglin said confidently: "My Tianlang Pearl is absolutely real. The death of Guan Jade Armor when he exploded must have been caused by a serious injury that has not healed. If Mr. Bai ate it, he would definitely..."

"I will definitely not survive now."

After Bai Siming saw Guan Yujia's violent death, he had already determined that Tianlang Pearl was a 'quick-acting body-exploding pill'. Whoever believed it was a fool.

If Zhang Jinglin's medical skills were not really overbearing and were the capital to save their lives, he would have had to let Zhang Jinglin try out how overbearing the Tianlang Beads were.

Everyone chatted for a while, and the original idea of ​​committing suicide was given up by the desire to survive. They started talking to each other about ways to break out of the encirclement.

But not long after we chatted, the soldiers who were on guard duty on the mountain hurried in:

"It's not good. Prince Jing seems to have brought many experts here to prepare for a strong attack..."

When Bai Siming heard this, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was really doomed this time.

If they were just ordinary officers and soldiers, relying on the natural dangers to defend until night, and then leading Wu Wang to break out alone, it would still be possible.

And when Prince Jing came with the experts from the imperial court, it was impossible to hold on with only one cliff and six or seven soldiers. Not to mention anything else, one Night Terror Hall was enough for them to drink a pot.

If King Wu is caught, he may receive a euthanasia, and his group of die-hard loyalists will definitely be either Ling Chi or Che Li.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Bai Siming was determined to die. After being silent for a while, he stood up:

"I'll go out and take a look. If the situation goes bad... His Highness can decide whether to stay or not."

After saying his farewell words, Bai Siming straightened his robes and strode towards the exit of the cave. He wanted to show off the peerless style of a peak martial artist in the last battle of his life, and to die like a hero.

At the same time, below the mountain.

After communicating with the military attache who persuaded the surrender, Ye Jingtang learned that there were only seven or eight stragglers left above, and Zhang Jinglin seemed to be still alive. Naturally, he could not just wait at the foot of the mountain. In case King Wu was about to commit suicide, he easily killed Zhang Jinglin and treated the Wei Dynasty It's a big loss.

After determining the situation, Ye Jingtang asked for orders to go to Huangshiling to negotiate with King Wu in person.

Dongfang Liren finally came here, and he definitely wanted to send his men to do something, so he naturally agreed, but for safety reasons, he still ordered:

"Master, you and Ye Jingtang go up together. If the situation is not right, the priority is to protect yourself. There is no need to keep King Wu alive."

Master Xuanji was worried that it would be boring to stand in the camp as a vase. Seeing this, he walked directly to Huangshiling:

"Mr. Ye, let's go."

Ye Jingtang was wearing a black official robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, walking behind Master Xuanji. After he was far away from the soldiers and horses behind him, he asked:

"Miss Shui'er, how are you injured?"

Master Xuanji walked leisurely on the narrow path that was wide enough for one person, and said with a chuckle:

"People call me Fairy in front of me, but behind my back I change my name to Shui'er. What does Young Master mean?"

Because the road was too narrow, Ye Jingtang could only walk behind Master Xuanji. It was difficult to focus on the swaying waist and hips, so he looked up:

"Miss Shui'er said that 'Senior' looked older, so she asked me to call her that, so I naturally called her that. As for Fairy, I don't think the girl looks like a fairy. Calling her Fairy or something like that feels... um... a bit weird."

Master Xuanji knew that her image in Ye Jingtang had already collapsed, and she lacked awe for her.

In order to save her image, Xuanji decided to put on some pretense and tap her embroidered shoes lightly on the ground.

Swish——

Under the gaze of nearly a thousand officers and soldiers, the Chuchen woman in a snow-colored white dress suddenly rose into the sky without any effort, and almost in the blink of an eye, she reached the corner of the top of the cliff.

Behind the corner, there were two personal guards of King Wu hiding. They were still secretly observing the situation under the cliff. Before they could react, the woman in white came directly in front of them, and then:

Dong Dong~

Master Xuanji lightly tapped the snow-white scabbard twice, and the two King Wu guards fell down on the path with shock and confusion in their eyes.

Dongfang Liren looked at it from a distance, and was shocked to see this scene. But before the admiration in his eyes appeared, he found Ye Jingtang following behind, his body leaping lightly, just tapping the branches and leaves on the mountain wall with his toes, In an instant, he jumped up the mountain and landed next to Master Xuanji, making no sound along the way, just like a black leaf blown by the wind.

"Oh..."

The chief arrester of the Hei Yamen standing behind was familiar with Ye Jingtang. Seeing that Ye Jingtang was able to show off his skills in front of the real person Xuanji, and even had his own strengths and weaknesses, he couldn't help but be shocked. Dongfang Liren's eyes were filled with shock. Risk the little stars.

Master Xuanji turned around and saw Ye Jingtang's fairy-like grace. He lowered his head and looked at the cliff dozens of feet high. A strange color flashed in his eyes as well:

"伱......"

"Why are you running so fast? People who drown are those who know how to swim. It's not a good habit to be brave and run rampant."

"..."

Master Xuanji failed to achieve his goal of showing off, and was even lectured by Ye Jingtang. Naturally, he was not happy in his heart, and said harshly:

"They are just a few unknown people. Being too cautious will only waste time."

Ye Jingtang secretly shook his head, thinking that this parallel import sister was not as good as Big Benben. Benben loves to play and at least has the self-awareness to avoid getting into trouble; this sister is completely like 'I have suffered a loss, but I just don't admit it and refuse to change despite repeated admonitions.' , it’s not unusual to play with yourself someday.

The two of them jumped up the mountain and arrived directly near the entrance of the cave where King Wu was hiding.

Bai Siming walked out of the cave with the idea of ​​'fighting hard and dying vigorously'. As soon as he turned around, he saw two figures coming from the corner of the narrow path.

Behind him is Yama King Ye, whom he has met several times, and is worthy enough to be his opponent in the last battle of his life.

In front is a woman in white...

? !

Bai Siming's sad and determined face twitched violently. He wanted to quickly retreat into the cave, but he immediately realized - Master Xuanji blocked the door in person, where could this mother hide?

Bai Siming's expression was stiff, fearing that Master Xuanji would kill him if he raised his hand, so his first reaction was to say urgently:

"Wait!"

Master Xuanji was still trying to figure out who the dirty man in front of him was. When he saw that the man directly begged for mercy, he did not make a move and walked forward slowly:

"Are you Bai Siming? Why are you wearing red clothes? You can capture him without any effort, and you won't have to suffer physical pain."

Bai Siming's body was stained with the blood of his official jade armor, and he looked a bit embarrassed. However, under the desperate situation, he still had enough momentum. He stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"The crime of treason is punishable by death, and the court cannot forgive it. Since Bai has embarked on this path, how can he grovel before his death!"

Master Xuanji nodded slightly:

"He's a man."

He said as he prepared to draw his sword.

"Wait!"

Bai Siming raised his hand to stop him, his eyes filled with mixed emotions:

"It is indeed an honor for Bai to die before the Imperial Master can stop him. However, the strength gap between Bai and the Imperial Master is too great. Fighting against each other is the same as killing each other. I wonder if the Imperial Master can give Bai a An opportunity for Bai and Master Ye to have a good fight?

"Lord Ye pursued and fought fiercely. He first destroyed His Highness the Crown Prince's plan in the capital and then reduced the prince to this situation. As a retainer, Mr. Bai was favored by the prince. If he had never fought against Lord Ye from beginning to end, he would be really ashamed of himself. He would die. I can’t rest in peace either.”

Seeing that the other party was at the end of his rope, Master Xuanji wanted to choose a decent way to die, but he was not too mean. He turned around and pressed against the mountain wall, making way for Ye Jingtang:

"give it to you."

Ye Jingtang turned sideways and wiped the lapel of Xuanji's clothes as he passed through the catwalk and looked at Bai Siming, whose eyes were full of sorrow and solemnity:

"You don't use weapons?"

Bai Siming took a breath, glanced at the flowing clouds in the sky, and raised his right hand slightly:

"Bai has no sect and is self-taught. When he was young, he admired the old boxing master Liu Qiansheng, learned from his palm skills, and created his own 'Flowing Cloud Palm'. Master Ye can compete with Guan Yujia, and his boxing and kicking skills should be good. Do you dare to compete with him?" Did Mr. Bai get involved?"

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang took off his saber and handed it to Master Xuanji behind him. He was ten feet away and raised his right hand to hook it.

Phew~

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the cliff fell into dead silence.

The two top masters stood at both ends of the two-foot-wide catwalk, looking at each other, and the atmosphere gradually fell into depression.

Bai Siming has witnessed Ye Jingtang's attacks in the past few days and knows that Ye Jingtang's strength is about 20% stronger than him. If the opponent uses weapons, he has no chance of winning, but if they compete with each other with fists and kicks, he is confident to create an evenly matched and earth-shattering scene. Even if he died in battle in the end, he would at least be able to show the style that he, the number one master under King Wu, should have!

"Master Ye, keep an eye on it!"

Bai Siming's eyes were extremely focused. He raised his right hand slightly and traced his five fingers in front of him. The trajectory had a unique rhythm. After staring at the Night Terror Hall for a moment, he quietly took a step forward with his right foot!

Bang——

On the dead mountain cliff, a thunderous muffled sound suddenly came out.

Ye Jingtang's right foot moved slightly, and his body had already broken through the ten-foot mountain wind. When he stopped, his left foot was in front, and he stepped across his crotch. His right hand clenched his robe and it suddenly swelled, and then he shot a cannon that shook the mountain and destroyed the city. Then he sent it to Bai Siming.

? ? !

Bai Siming's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, a sandbag-sized fist suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes!

Ye Jingtang punched with all his strength, and found that Bai Siming was motionless and was "going to die calmly." He immediately stopped the punch half an inch in front of the tip of Bai Siming's nose, which was enough to break the opponent's upper body.

Although the cannon fist stopped, the vast energy contained in the fist still poured out like a frenzy.

Boom——

Under the violent fist wind, the crown of Bai Siming's head exploded directly, and his long hair stretched straight on the back of his head. Even his face and skin were trembling violently, and in an instant they turned dull again.

In the eyes of outsiders, there was just a muffled thunder on the cliff. When everyone saw clearly, Ye Jingtang, dressed in black, was already standing in front of Bai Siming, keeping his fist posture motionless.

Bai Siming raised his right hand and did the same.

Seeing that Bai Siming didn't respond, Ye Jingtang frowned and said:

"What do you mean? You want to die by my hands?"

"..."

Bai Siming's long flying hair fell down, and he stared blankly at Ye Jingtang in front of him. After holding it in for a long time, his eyes turned into incredulity:

"You...how could you..."

Speaking of this, Bai Siming suddenly remembered something - the 'Tianlang Pearl' was thrown on the medicine stove yesterday and was taken away by Ye Jingtang. After that, Ye Jingtang's strength skyrocketed...

Is it possible that Tianlang Beads are really useful? !

No, it must be useful, otherwise he wouldn't have grown this far in just one night!

Thinking of this, Bai Siming's eyes were full of mixed emotions, ranging from disbelief to regret!

Seeing Ye Jingtang stop, Bai Siming reacted very quickly, quickly stepped back, slipped a 'big pearl' from his sleeve, and slapped it directly on his arm!

"Eh?!"

When Ye Jingtang saw that Bai Siming was determined to commit suicide, his eyes suddenly changed. He immediately raised his hand to stop Bai Siming's wrist and snatched the Daliang Pearl:

"Don't, don't, don't..."

Bai Siming, on the other hand, was a little hysterical. He held the Daliang Pearl and Ye Jingtang Tai Chi Pushing Hands and said angrily:

"Master Ye! You've already taken advantage, why can't you let Bai take medicine and have a fair fight with you?"

"You don't have to..."

"Why can't I use it? Mr. Ye is also a heroic hero. He will even destroy the last wishes of the dying people. I don't think it is a violation of martial ethics..."

Bang bang bang——

The two of them pushed their hands quickly on the narrow path. Bai Siming tried to explode the Daliang Pearl, while Ye Jingtang tried his best to stop it.

Master Xuanji stood behind him, eyes full of bewilderment. After thinking about it, he stepped forward, the scabbard rushed out from Ye Jingtang's armpit, and pointed it accurately at Bai Siming's chest.

Boom——

Bai Siming's movements stopped abruptly, and then his eyes were full of unwillingness and grief, and he slowly fell down. It seemed that he felt that these two top masters, who were obviously far more powerful than him, did not even give him a chance to take drugs. It was too inappropriate. people.

After Master Xuanji knocked down Bai Siming, he frowned and said:

"What are you doing?"

Ye Jingtang shrugged slightly: "Prevent him from committing suicide. Speaking of these masters recruited by King Wu, they are not good at rebellion. Each of them is more powerful than the other. It is not easy to survive until now..."

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