Dewei stood on the top of the mountain and watched the battle in the valley. Even though his eyes looked shrouded in mist and hazy, he knew clearly that hidden behind this blur was a brutal fight that was clearly visible, down to the bones and flesh. "If you give the order, the others will run away, but the White Lotus Saint must not be let go." Diwei said coldly. "Please rest assured, father-in-law, even if we cannot capture the White Lotus Saint alive, we will never let her go and let the witch go free!" a guard said loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, a loud slap fell on his face, causing him to fall to the ground and half of his face became swollen. The person who slapped the guard was the attendant standing next to Dewei, holding a fly whisk with a cold face. "Do you know where you went wrong?" Dewey glanced at him. The guard quickly got up and knelt on the ground, almost burying his head in the soil. "I don't know." Snapped! Another blow, and the other side of the guard's face became swollen.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Dewey asked him again. "I am ignorant, so please ask my father-in-law..." Snapped! The guard rolled on the ground, raising dust, and stars were shining in his eyes. However, he did not dare to slack off at all. He endured the dizziness and got up again, still kneeling and burying his head lower. "I'll ask you again." Dewey fiddled with his nails and stared at the valley, "Where did you go wrong?" "Subordinates should not issue orders for my father-in-law, let alone guess his thoughts." The guard quickly replied. "Very good, you have to remember that it doesn't matter if you are crazy or bad, but if you are stupid, you really can't be saved." "Subordinates, please remember your father-in-law's teachings!" "All right." Dewey threw a handkerchief with exquisite embroidery in front of him, "Wipe the blood on your face. It doesn't look good when you go out like this." The guard didn't hesitate at all, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face randomly, fearing that if he was slower, he would be beaten again and even lose his head. Dewey didn't care what the unknown man in front of him was going to do, he just stared at the situation in the valley. At this time, in the mist, a pair of sharp eyes shot over. "Tuoba Wenwu!" Dewey's eyes flashed with cold light, and when he met that line of sight, the chill and murderous aura in his body made everyone around him lower their heads involuntarily, and sweat broke out slightly on their backs. Tuoba Wenwu also stared at Di Wei's position, his eyes full of anger. He was tall and thick-looking, with snow-white hair and thick beard that fluttered outwards like a majestic lion. Tuoba Wenwu didn't look in that direction for too long, and immediately looked back.
In front of him, more than a dozen Ouchi masters were surrounding them. The rabbits and falcons were already approaching, their eyes were red and they were gnashing their teeth. Tuoba Wenwu, the right virtuous king of the White Lotus Sect, Tuoba Wenwu, blocked the White Lotus Saint behind him, stepped forward, and shouted: "Tuoba Wenwu, the right virtuous king of the White Lotus Sect, is here, who dares to fight with me!" "King Youxian? You are the one to be killed!" The leader, an Ouchi master, held a knife in one hand and held it on the blade with the other. Arrows shot out from his body, and the tip of the knife made a sharp sound of breaking wind. He was obviously a master of sword training. However, in Tuoba Wenwu's eyes, this sword seemed to be executed by a little doll on the stage, it was ridiculously slow. Before the tip of the knife was fully exposed, Tuoba Wenwu had already touched the throat of the Ouchi master with one hand and pressed lightly on it. Boom! The man vomited large amounts of blood from his mouth like a fountain, along with pieces of meat, and died instantly. The others looked at this scene with tears in their eyes. They raised their weapons and surrounded Tuoba Wenwu. However, it was not they who surrounded Tuoba Wenwu, but Tuoba Wenwu who surrounded them! call out!call out!call out! As fast as thunder, Tuoba Wenwu's hands kept moving, and every palm was wrapped with wind and thunder. When he took action, it sounded like thunder. It caused severe pain in the eardrums before it hit the person. Instead, it hit the person. But there was no sound. The victim didn't even scream, he just groaned and his life was taken away. In an instant, more than a dozen of the fearsome Ouchi masters were taken down one by one by the even more frightening Tuoba Wenwu. No one could catch his move, and they were sent to the underworld after just one encounter. After finishing off the dozens of Ouchi experts who had gathered around one by one, Tuoba Wenwu turned to look at the White Lotus Saint. There was no arrogant murderous look on his face anymore, only respect. "Saintess, we must leave here quickly, otherwise there will be more and more hawks and dogs coming after hearing the news." As he said that, he glanced bitterly in Dewey's direction, "That old dog has a lot of people under his command. It seems that he is fully prepared." The White Lotus Saint is very calm. She has suffered many sieges and enemy attacks at a young age, so she has long been accustomed to such scenes and dangers. Regarding Tuoba Wenwu's suggestion, she agreed: "This place is too close to the army camp. These large eagle dogs seem to have established a whole system and are constantly surrounding us. We really can't stay for long. King Youxian, if a group of us go to the lower reaches of the river, we should be able to meet our people and have a rescue. " Unexpectedly, Tuoba Wenwu had a strange smile on his face. "No one is waiting for the saint." He shook his head and said: "With so many people, the target is too big. The imperial court is determined to keep you and has deployed heavy troops. I can only protect you and leave. I really don't have the energy to take one more person." "What about Grandma Sun and the others?" Saint White Lotus frowned. "Everyone must have the consciousness of martyrdom from the moment he joins the religion. Regardless of his identity, status, or how close he is to you, when he needs to die, he must have the consciousness of devotion." Tuoba Wenwu looked solemn. "Holy Girl, Senior Sister Sun, the brothers, sisters and sisters here all died for you. Only if they continue to fight to the death with those hawks and dogs here and pester them will we have a chance to leave. And only if you successfully leave will their sacrifice be valuable. Otherwise, they will be just one of the many dead people in this mountain, and their death will be meaningless. Don’t forget, we came to Baiyun Mountain to cut off the dragon vein. " The White Lotus Saint felt her heart being tightened suddenly, and she shed tears of blood.
However, this heart-wrenching emotion was digested by her in just a moment. Just as Tuoba Wenwu said, everyone in the White Lotus Sect has a day of martyrdom. Even she, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus, if one day needs her to die, she will sacrifice her life without hesitation. No one is immune to death. However, everyone's death is in order. She is the White Lotus Saint, so she cannot die here early. If she was going to die, she should die somewhere else, at a more important time, in an important place, dedicating herself to an important mission. This is the responsibility of Saint White Lotus. Her survival now makes the deaths of those who died here meaningful. So after just a moment of confusion, Saint White Lotus nodded to Tuoba Wenwu and said, "King Youxian, take me away! Go back to our camp!" Tuoba Wenwu's eyes shone brightly, "I obey!" Around the two of them, the White Lotus cultists also heard the White Lotus Saint's order. They cheered up and raised their swords to protect her, vowing to use their lives to fight a bloody path for her. The bloody level of the battlefield suddenly increased, and a wave of people surrounded the White Lotus Saint, trying to clear the way for her with their blood and lives. Another wave of people surrounded the White Lotus Saint, and they would never let this "female devil" escape. Knife against knife, flesh and blood mixed with flesh and blood, life for life, the valley turned into a purgatory on earth. Di Wei frowned, already sensing something was wrong. The White Lotus Saint was about to break through under the protection of Tuoba Wenwu. As long as they leave the valley and dive into the intricate forests and ravines of the Changbai Mountains, there may be no chance of finding their traces at Sticky Stick. Moreover, the reason why the White Lotus Saint was found this time was not due to the exploration of the sticky rod, but a secret letter. The secret letter somehow found its way into Dewei's hands, accurately informing him of the location of the White Lotus Saint and the specific time of arrival. Of course, Di Wei could also report this matter to Prince Su and mobilize more soldiers and forces. However, in that case, the credit would become Prince Su's credit, not Ouchi's. Originally, Yujing was quite wary of Prince Su leading troops into Baiyun Mountain. Because that is the biggest secret of the imperial court. It is like a woman suffering from some kind of disease that is difficult to disclose to the outside world. Even if the visitor is a doctor, but the other person is a man, it will inevitably make the woman feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Yujing was trapped in this embarrassment. He could neither ask the White Lotus Sect to blow up the dragon veins, nor was he willing to let Prince Su know where the dragon veins were. Therefore, Di Weicai was sent here from Yujing to master this delicate scale in the army. To get the best of both worlds, it would be natural to end this farce before the White Lotus Sect reaches the Dragon Vein and Prince Su discovers the secret. Therefore, the source of all chaos and disaster lies in the White Lotus Saint. Just kill this woman and everything will be over! Thinking of this, Dewei couldn't sit still anymore. He untied the cloak around him and gently threw it aside. Before the cloak fell into the hands of the followers behind him, Dewei's figure had already slipped into the valley, streaking across the sky like a meteor, falling in the direction of the White Lotus Saint. Tuoba Wenwu was leading the White Lotus Saint to break out of the encirclement, when suddenly his eyebrows jumped wildly, and he felt a coercion coming from the side. "Old thief Di!" With a loud shout, Tuoba Wenwu punched out of thin air, as if to vent his anger.
However, where he was swinging his fist towards, where it seemed to be nothing, Dewey appeared out of thin air and met his punch. boom! With the thunderous sound, the people around him couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat and their scalps numb. Without any stagnation, the two men moved their feet, each using their footwork, and quickly exchanged dozens of punches as they advanced and retreated. It seemed like an artillery unit was firing in the valley, and a series of explosions rushed into the sky. The battle between two masters of the synaesthesia realm was as fast as thunder and as fierce as flowing fire. Everyone felt that they could not keep their eyes away from the fight, let alone join in and help either side. They could only stare dumbfounded, staring at the fight between the two in a warlike manner, and at the same time, they were also wary of the murderous intention that would come at some point. "Old thief Tuoba, you are a barbarian from Saibei Grassland. Why do you care about the fate of Kyushu? Even if you risk your life, the benefits will not be your turn!" Diwei shouted. "Old thief Di, you are from Tang Dynasty but you are a slave of a foreign race from outside Guan. You sit back and watch Jiuzhou being abused. What benefits have you received to make you memorize the scriptures and forget your ancestors!?" Tuoba Wenwu retorted. The two of them obviously couldn't answer each other's questions, so they only used stronger strength and more ferocious moves to attack each other. If you don't understand something with your mouth, use fists and kicks to solve it. If you can't solve it with one punch, then use two punches! Seeing that there was no winner in the deadly fight between the two masters, the White Lotus Saint was frightened and anxious for a moment. However, with her ability, she would never be able to help Tuoba Wenwu. Instead, she would only add chaos. After realizing this, Saint White Lotus turned around, abandoned Tuoba Wenwu who was fighting fiercely, and sped away. This is the only way she can currently help Tuoba Wenwu. As long as she successfully escaped, Dewey and his eagle dogs would have no point in continuing to fight here. The White Lotus Saint's "escape" will actually help more people survive. Therefore, she put almost all her attention and strength on escaping, dodging the open guns and cold arrows fired at her, and speeding up to escape from the murderous valley under the cover of the believers' fearlessness. However, the arrows and projectiles are dead, but the blood drops of the master Ouchi are alive and kicking. With a whistle, Situ Zhen flipped and jumped out of the forest with only the remaining drops of blood around him, roaring in the air and crashing into the White Lotus Saint. The White Lotus Saint's eyes widened, she raised her hands, her sleeves bulged, and dozens of thin invisible steel needles shot out from her sleeves, splashing like a rainstorm on the blood droplets coming towards her. Situ Zhen's eyes reflected the cold light, he waved his sword with both hands to block, and at the same time twisted his body to barely avoid the murderous intention coming towards him. But beside him, the few blood droplets who followed him did not have such skill or luck. After the silver light flashed, they all fell to the ground whimpering, with varying degrees of injuries. There were only two blood drops left around Situ Zhen, one on the left and one on the right guarding him, following closely beside him. The White Lotus Saint had obviously exhausted all the hidden weapons in her hands, and now she had a pair of daggers in her hands, ready to attack them. Situ Zhen couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Cover me and let me take the life of the white lotus demon!" As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody man on his left suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of him. Situ Zhen was stunned for a moment and then reacted. [Damn, you want to take the credit from me! ? 】 Before he could curse, the drop of blood that rushed to the White Lotus Saint was already surrounded by the golden light radiating from the White Lotus Saint.
In the next moment, the two people turned into a ball of light on the spot and rushed outside. "It's the White Lotus Sect's magic, the magic technique..." Situ Zhen froze on the spot, blankly watching the credit he was about to receive fly away from his hand. Then he reacted and slapped the man next to him on the back angrily, furious. "Why are you filming me?" Ren Qi asked. "Well?" This was the first time that Situ Zhen was questioned like this by his subordinates, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you chase me?" "You didn't ask me to chase you, so why should I chase you?" Situ Zhen's face was immediately full of anger, "Then I ask you to chase me now, and you still won't chase me?" "Follow me, why are you filming me?" Ren Qi asked. "Son of a bitch, how dare you..." Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and Situ Zhen's head fell to the ground and rolled around. (End of chapter)