Chapter 468

Just when the Ming Dynasty was full of jubilation, the army of Shenglian sect had arrived in Hengzhou and stationed there.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the army of the holy lotus sect, except those who came to help boxing, have changed into local soldiers with regular organization and serial number, enjoying the food supply and weapons of the Ming Dynasty.

This is one of the most powerful means of the holy lotus sect. No one even knows the real purpose of hiding troops from the enemy. It's not clear whether they want to overthrow the Ming dynasty or have another purpose.

At this moment, a team of Saint lotus sect masters rushed to the Chinese army camp.

As soon as he entered the door, the master leader turned over and bowed down on the ground. He did not dare to move.

In the camp, the core of the holy lotus sect gathers together. There are six people who are capable of seizing the longevity realm alone, and there are also many experts in the secret realm.

In just two years, the influence of the holy lotus sect has expanded to such an extent. The experts of Han Lake in three mountains and five mountains have been working for it.

What's more surprising is that the master in the middle of the camp is not Wei Zhongxian, the strongest man in the world, nor the first murderer of the holy lotus sect, the matchless man, the devil Zhong Wuyue, but a girl in purple.

The girl in purple is the virgin of purple lotus who is healing Shen Jianxin outside Wuzhou City.

Even those old demons in the sect stood aside respectfully. We can see the high status of the purple lotus saint in the sect.

"Wind tiger big demon, how about that thing?" Purple lotus Saint narrowed her eyes and asked casually.

The man, nicknamed Fenghu demon, was originally a northern magnate with excellent martial arts skills and many subordinates. However, in front of Zilian saint, he was so scared that he did not dare to lift his head, let alone look directly at Zilian saint.

"Return to the virgin! We had already touched the camp of Nuzhen people, and we also found the camp of commander Nuzhen. The man was seriously injured and was recovering in the camp. But when we are ready to capture and kill him, a group of monsters suddenly appear

"Monster? What kind of monster is it? " Purple lotus Saint girl is still smiling, deep voice asks a way.

"Those are people, not people! They seem to be immortal! They are extremely fast. They can get up quickly even if they are cut down by swords. We can't wait for the enemy, so we have to run away. "

The wind tiger demon is full of shame. Before he finishes speaking, he is already in a cold sweat.

Purple lotus Saint girl light oh, hold up the fragrant gill to think carefully, ask a way: "those who don't die in your mouth, isn't the wound won't bleed, only white blood flow out?"

"Yes, indeed! They really don't look like people! " Wind tiger big demon heard purple lotus Saint words, can't help but happy to look out.

"Did you get hurt? Scratched or bitten by them? " Purple lotus Saint a turn a head, smile of Xi Xi ask a way.

The wind tiger demon thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't have it! But I have a brother who seems to be hurt. "

"Kill him!" Voice did not fall, purple lotus Saint suddenly fierce voice way.

"Ah?" The wind tiger demon had no response, but felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head, and then a bang, and then he didn't know anything.

It was a subordinate standing behind him who attacked the wind tiger demon.

The man's eyes were dull. After he slapped the wind tiger demon, he didn't run away, but grinned.

"You... You dare to provoke the blood devil, all of you will die!" Before the words were heard, a bright light of the knife exploded and broke the man's head.

The one who made the sword was a great master of longevity. The skill of the sword was unparalleled. When the long sword came back to its sheath, the head of the opponent just fell to the ground, which shows the speed of the sword.

The people of the holy lotus sect saw that there was no blood gushing out of the man's neck, but it was full of white slurry, which was creepy.

Purple lotus Saint girl shakes her head, seems to have some regret, light way: "the original blood devil ancestors hidden in the Nuzhen tribe ah! It seems that I'm going to Nuzhen

In the whole tent, except for the purple lotus saint, everyone trembled like a cicada, even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

On the 11th day of Wuzhou's great victory, Shen Jianxin, alone, went all the way north from the southern border of Xinjiang and officially entered the territory of the Nuzhen nationality.

Along the way, Shen Jianxin has completely disguised himself as a Jurchen man.

He is a Jurchen warrior, wearing a white fox skin collar, a vogue belt, black shoes, a star hunting bow wrapped in cloth, and a Qi Sha blood blade.

If he appeared outside Wuzhou City in this dress, he would be beaten by the local people without knowing his surname. However, this dress is very common in Nuzhen.

Shen Jianxin didn't just steal the clothes of the Nuzhen tribe. The most important thing is that he imitated the breath of the Nuzhen soldiers with the skill of observing Qi. Even if he was thrown into the Nuzhen army, he would be able to make a decent appearance.

As for Nvzhen, many of the spies of the royal guards are familiar with it. It's not hard to teach Shen Jianxin. Moreover, they also tell Lord Shen that there are some Nuzhen people who are familiar with it. Some Nuzhen people have been hunting in the mountains for generations and rarely go out for activities, so they are called yenvzhen. As long as they dress up as yenvzhen, it's normal even if they can't speak official Nuzhen dialect.

Shen Jianxin shuttles through the mountains alone. His feet are fast. If he crosses the top of the mountain in front of him, he can really enter the hinterland of the Nuzhen people.

At the moment, the Nuzhen army is still on its way home, at least ten days slower than himself. In addition to dressing up, Shen Jianxin worries that his identity will be easily recognized.

His injury was half cured by the purple lotus saint. Although she can't recover all her strength for the time being, she has more than enough power to protect herself.

Shen Jianxin was about to go up the mountain along the road when he heard a rush of wind coming from the mountain.

Someone jumped down from the cliff and fell into the grass in front of Shen Jianxin with the sound of wind.

Fortunately, this cliff is not too high. It's only three or four feet high. However, it will take a lot of courage for ordinary people who don't know lightness skills to jump down from it.

What I saw was a Jurchen woman, dressed in a white fox skin open jacket, simple and generous, wearing a white fox cap, with a pair of dark eyes, looking at Shen Jianxin.

Shen Jianxin is a little stunned. He is not ready to deal with Nvzhen. Unexpectedly, someone will fall from the sky!

"Help me!" The girl saw Shen Jianxin wearing a waist knife and called for help.

Without waiting for Shen Jianxin to make a decision, several figures came running along the cliff and surrounded them.

Around them were five strong men of Nuzhen nationality, all with big arms and round waists, with fierce spirits and evil spirits.

They did not expect that there were more people under the cliff. They all stared at Shen Jianxin and the girl.

The girl in the fur hat was so pitiful that she bit her lip with pride and said in a loud voice, "you are so shameless! So many people bully me a little girl! Even if I die, I will not follow you

The five Jurchen men frowned. One of them came to Shen Jianxin and said in a thick voice, "who are you?"

"Passers by!" Shen Jianxin answers very carefully.

"Ha ha!" Hearing that the boy didn't want to meddle in his business, the five men burst out laughing.

Nuzhen people adore warriors most, and always despise cowards. Moreover, they usually judge their strength based on their figure. No one will pay attention to the thin and weak teenagers like Shen Jianxin.

Listen to that young man with Sabre is so afraid, the girl of Nuzhen nationality who sprained her feet looks dim and gently starts to die.

"Then get out of here!" The man nearest to Shen Jianxin yelled.

Shen Jianxin took a light look at them and left.

"Wait!" The strong man spoke again.

Sure enough, the young man with sword seemed to be an obedient and honest child, and he stood still again.

"Leave your belongings and the knife. It looks good, too." The strong man said with a smile.

"Yes! Leave the things, and we won't accept the dog's life! " Another strong man also laughed.

Shen Jianxin frowned, turned and walked to the girl, and said faintly, "Why are they chasing you?"

The girl's face was full of surprise. She thought that you had already passed the river, and it was hard for you to protect yourself. How could you mind my own business?

The strong man heard Shen Jianxin's question and laughed: "what's the matter? You want to meddle? Where did you borrow the courage? "

Shen Jianxin turned around, shook his head calmly and said, "I don't want to meddle! I just want to kill! "