Chapter 66

There is a way to work hard, then decline, three and exhaust, and so is Yin Litang.

At the beginning, with high fighting spirit, he attacked Yang Xiao with the way of ignoring and dying together, which really pushed Yang Xiao into danger.

However, after he reacted and began to adopt the strategy of fighting, Yin Litang was a little unsustainable, and the momentum of indomitable progress was gradually dissipated, which had gradually fallen into the disadvantage.

"Senior brother, sixth martial uncle, if he goes on like this, he's afraid he'll lose..."

Lu Zhi was silent. Zhang Wuji could see the decline of Yin Litang. How could he not see it? At the moment, he was thinking that if the sixth martial uncle was really in danger, he would have to fight against his will.

He doesn't care about Yang Xiao's life and death. He is also willing to fulfill the wish of the sixth martial uncle to fight a fair war with Yang Xiao, but if the sixth martial uncle really loses to Yang Xiao in the end, and Yang Xiao really dares to kill him

As soon as Lu Zhi's eyes are frozen, he has cast all his mind into the field and always pays attention to the battle between the sixth martial uncle and Yang Xiao. Whenever there is a fatal crisis over the sixth martial uncle, he will act in an instant!

In the game, the two have been fighting for dozens of times. For the time being, they still seem to be close to each other. Both of them have been injured, but they are not in the way. It will be after a hundred moves if they really have to decide the outcome.

Yang Xiao's body was like a wadding floating in the wind and had no weight at all. Yan Litang was sensed by his Qi machine when he stabbed each sword. First, he adjusted his body position to make each sword stab into the air.

However, under Yan Litang's fierce attack, both his strength and true Qi were consumed, and he had shown a look of unbridled.

Moreover, the more Qi was mobilized, the more internal injuries in his body would be aggravated. Unconsciously, Yan Litang's mouth was full of rust smell, and strands of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone present had seen that Yin Liting was at the end of his power and the defeat was settled.

After the sword pierced the air again, Yan Liting saw a flower in front of him, and Yang Xiao's figure had disappeared in his vision. Before he locked Yang Xiao's position again, he felt a pain in his right shoulder and was slapped by Yang Xiao from behind.

For a moment, Yan Liting felt that the whole right arm lost consciousness, and the long sword in his hand also came out, and the whole person couldn't help staggering forward.

Yang Xiao followed in an instant and once again slapped Yan Litang's back heart, ready to stop Yan Litang and completely end the fight.

'it's over.' Yang Xiao thought of it.

But unexpectedly, Yan Litang still had spare strength at the moment, turned around in an instant, raised his palm and hit him in the chest!

It turned out that it was a flaw he deliberately sold to Yang Xiao!

Yang Xiao never thought of his tactics of hurting the enemy by 800 and losing himself by 1000.

All this happened in an instant. The next moment, everyone saw that the two people in the scene slapped each other's chest one after another, but vomited blood and flew out at the same time!

"Sixth martial uncle!"

"Yang Zuoshi!"

The sudden change in the field made Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao cry out.

Shua!

Just listening to the wind, Lu Zhiren appeared in the field. He immediately caught the sixth martial uncle in the air, raised his hand and put it on his back heart. Pure Yang Qi was continuously transported into his body.

"It's OK. It's just a serious injury." After feeling Yin Litang's injury, Lu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Yang Xiao stopped at last. Otherwise, I'm afraid the situation of sixth martial uncle is not as simple as serious injury.

He looked up at the other side. Yang Xiao had been received by the Mingjiao people, and his injury seemed to be more serious than Yin Litang. Even if several masters of the Mingjiao sent Qi to heal him, he still vomited blood, and his life was on the line.

So far, Lu Zhi doesn't know what to say. After all, the situation is obvious.

Yin Litang himself had the idea of dying with Yang Xiao, so he tried his best to slap Yang Xiao, almost killing him on the spot.

Yang Xiao didn't know whether it was because of guilt, fear of Wudang, or to repay Lu Zhi for their kindness to save the Mingjiao crisis this time. In the end, he left his hand.

In this way, it felt that Yin Litang was wronged.

"Cough..." With Lu Zhi delivering Qi to heal the wound, the internal injury in Yin Liting soon stabilized.

He raised his head angrily, looked at Yang Xiao's direction, and asked angrily, "Yang Xiao, why do you show mercy to me?!"

Obviously, he didn't want to take this feeling. He would rather die at the hands of Yang Xiao than show mercy.

Yang Xiao's face was like gold paper. There were red blood gushing from the corners of his mouth. He smiled miserably: "this palm is what Yang Xiao owes you."

Yan Litang opened his mouth. He wanted to continue to say something, but when he spoke, he didn't know what to say. There was no ease of revenge success in his heart, but emptiness.

After a long silence, he said like a babble: "Qingzhi, Wuji, let's... Go down the mountain."

Lu Zhi was worried about the sixth martial uncle's current state. Looking at him now, it seemed as if he had lost his goal in life.

"Senior brother." Zhang Wuji shouted to Lu Zhi and let him recover.

Lu Zhi glanced in the direction of Wang Mingjiao and saw Wei Yixiao and others staring at them silently. Both sides were speechless.

"You guys, I didn't expect things to turn out like this in the end... Well, now my sixth martial uncle and your envoy Yang Zuo have been seriously injured. This fight is over."

No one on the Mingjiao side spoke, because Yang Xiao's injury was much heavier than Yin Litang's, and he could not be saved. Although it was his own choice, Wei Yixiao still had some resentment in their hearts.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi simply stopped talking. The duel should be over. Whether Yang Xiao can survive in the end depends on God's will.

After all, after this battle, Yin Litang probably won't want to duel with Yang Xiao again, so there is no big difference whether Yang Xiao lives or dies.

"Wuji, let's go."

Lu Zhi and Zhang Wuji helped Yin Litang, turned around and went down to the bright top.

Along the way, the three were a little silent. In the end, everything developed like this, which everyone didn't expect, but such a result is also good?

The three were walking on the road when Lu Zhi suddenly stopped.

"Elder martial brother, what's the matter?" Zhang Wuji asked puzzled.

Lu Zhi ignored him, but looked up at the mountain forest ahead and said indifferently, "how many people are hiding in the forest and waiting here. I don't know if they are waiting for my uncle and nephew?"

"Young Xia Lu, what a keen sense! You deserve the name of Wudang Lu Qingzhi. I admire you."

A chuckle came from the forest, and then I saw the figure flashing in the forest, but in a twinkling, there were a group of Jianghu people with swords and knives on the mountain road.

A young man in a white shirt with a folding fan in his hand walked in front, patting the palm of his hand gently with the folding fan in his hand, while looking at Lu Zhi with interest.

Behind him, there was an old man with an unusual appearance on the left and right, and behind him were eight burly men with big bows and machetes hanging from the waist.

That noble childe has red lips and white teeth, charming eyes and gorgeous appearance. What's more, he doesn't even have an Adam's apple. At a glance, he knows that it's a woman disguised as a man.

There are those two old men. They are full of essence and have a long breath. Lu Zhi can be sure that these two people are definitely rare experts. I'm afraid their skills are even better than those of major schools.

When Lu Zhi saw those figures, he couldn't help but look at them and said in his heart that he was in trouble.

Although he had not seen these people, he recognized their identities in an instant.

These people are clearly Zhao Min, the second old man of xuanming and the eight heroes of the divine arrow!