When Wang Shaoyun died, Qian Min's heart trembled, but after a moment of calm down, he continued to move forward, and headed straight for the Wei Hou camp.
Stepping on the wooden board, exploding waves. Qian Min's body was filled with a faint flame-like energy. At this time, he was used at the extreme and the wooden board could burst out loud.
The clouds were surging, the drizzle was falling, and the water waves were surging under my feet. After a while, I arrived at the original camp, but the camp was already submerged, only half of the barracks were exposed, which seemed a bit desolate. The surging water kept swirling around the camp, and the raindrops hit the water surface, splashing ripples.
Qian Min stopped, looked carefully, and stared at a hill in the distance again. For a moment, he headed towards the hill, and it was getting darker and darker.
Marquis of Wei had three great gentlemen under him. Wen Ruo had been killed by Wang Cunye, and the remaining two gentlemen were one who followed the prince and the other one followed the Marquis of Wei.
In other words, to kill the Marquis of Wei, you must fight with the masters and remaining soldiers of your rank.
The remaining defeated generals of the Marquis of Wei were insignificant. The only things to worry about were martial arts masters and scattered people. This was the amulet of Marquis of Wei. Thinking of this, Qian Min's eyes showed a cold light.
Speaking of the Wei Hou, behind the water, there was a hill several hundred meters away and a temple on the mountain. The army barely reacted and asked the Wei Hou to take it up with wooden boards, and ordered the collectors of personnel and supplies.
At this time, the water was a little smaller, and he was still safe and finally caught up with the temple.
At this time, when the deputy general Zheng Xing saw that everyone was covered in mud and water, he immediately ordered the soup to serve the Marquis of Wei to bathe, and urged the temple to make meals. After a busy hour, he counted the collected remaining soldiers and lit the bonfire.
It calmed down for a moment, and all six officers quickly washed their uniforms and hung them on the fire to roast them. The rice porridge was also eaten with voracious food.
After using it, they stood in a row and watched the hall waiting for the summons.
After a long time, Wei Hou's voice came from inside: "... Come in!"
Then a guard came out with no expression on his face and said, "Come in and meet!"
Six officers came in one after another, bowed together, and said in unison: "Greetings to the Marquis, and paying homage to the Marquis!"
"Get up!" Wei Hou's face was pale and looked gloomy. He raised his hand and shouted. The first thing he did was ask: "How many soldiers have you collected? Have you ever harvested the food?"
Zheng Xing glanced at the Wei Marquis on the steps and bowed and said, "Marty, I have only collected 173 people. Even me, there are always six generals and captains with more than six teams of command and above, all of whom are here."
"Most of the food was washed away, and only some food was collected barely. Depending on the situation, it was only enough to eat for three days now. As for weapons, there were even fewer ones, only fifty-one of them were carrying sabers."
Marquis Wei was completely awake at this time. Although his face was pale, he still listened to the words without moving, and sighed: "It's not your fault. Have you found such a big water... gentlemen?"
Of course, the gentleman who asked was two masters and two casual cultivators. Now behind the Marquis of Wei, there was only Mr. Cheng. Zheng Xing was a man in the army. He never looked down on these people. He said immediately: "Mr. Marquis, I haven't seen him."
This was originally directed, but he was always a little bit contemptuous at this time. Marquis Wei stared at this man and suddenly felt disgusted. He said: "You go and look for supplies and people again to rectify the camp!"
"yes!"
"That's it!" Wei Hou waved his hand and asked the man to retreat, but his eyes were a little worried.
At this time, Mr. Cheng sighed. He was an old man from the Wei Hou family and had never seen him like this before. He immediately said in a low voice: "Mr. Don't be sad. Fortunately, the prince returned to the city yesterday. This is a great blessing."
After hearing this, Wei Hou nodded and sighed.
At this time, there were bonfires outside, soldiers and officers were baking fires, drinking hot porridge, gradually recovering, and they arranged for a post to patrol around, but everyone was silent and with sad faces.
If you can't find such a big water, if you can't find the brothers in the same camp, you're afraid...
The rain gradually stopped, but the night became heavier and heavier. At this moment, with a "pop", a soldier was on duty, feeling a burst of pain and wanted to shout, but he found that the world was turning upside down, and then he sank into the darkness.
It was not one, but eight headless corpses sprayed blood together, slowly falling down, and the soldiers guarding around were slight and eyes were about to break. These were all comrades. Jue blinked and killed them like this, and the soldiers were both frightened and angry.
"Bold! Ju dares to kill his comrades! The soldiers, kill with me..." An officer shouted, but before he finished speaking, he saw a figure swaying and was caught by Qian Min.
The officer felt a flash of pain in front of him, and he could not feel anything broken.
With a "crack", the watermelon cracked, and the hard skull could not withstand a claw. It was directly pinched and exploded, and the brain splashed.
Qian Min looked at the remaining hundreds of soldiers, but did not take action. At this time, a person had already emerged from the temple.
"Good martial arts! Why did you go against the will of the assassination of the Marquis? Huh?"
Mr. Cheng walked out slowly, and as he exhaled, thunder rolled by, and a forcing momentum was crushing over.
However, Qian Min was innate in martial arts practiced in her body, and she was not oppressed at all. She smiled coldly and stepped on her feet for three consecutive steps. She instantly arrived in front of Mr. Cheng, raised her left hand and slashed her right fist, from her chest to her shoulders, her shoulders sink to her elbows, and then rushed to her hand from her elbows.
The flaming qi suddenly raised and hit it. The air around it rippled like water. In an instant, a burst of noise came out. This time, Mr. Cheng was about to be beaten into a meat pie!
"Okay!" Mr. Cheng did not dodge or avoid, and went straight to meet him, pronounced, and a single fist was horizontal, like a giant beam supporting the world.
With a "boom", two flesh and blood bodies collided with each other. The sound of the explosion was colliding with golden swords. The soldiers nearing each other could not bear it, covered their ears and fell to the ground.
This level of martial arts is innately terrifying. The qi is condensed, the rolling flames are light, and ghosts and gods are easy to resist. The Taoist law is difficult to invade. If you cannot become a ghost immortal, you will never want to use Taoist law to cause direct harm to such people.
Seeing Mr. Cheng's body was turbulent, Qian Min sneered: "You are indeed the innate martial arts."
The innate Qi of martial arts, which cannot invade Taoism, do not drown when entering water, and do not burn when entering fire. This is the highest achievement in martial arts. Those who practice magic skills at the same level, encounter such innate martial arts masters, kill one, and kill two, and kill one pair.
Qian Min waved her hand with one hand, and her right hand was like a hook, pecking straight at Mr. Cheng's temple. She was about to be firmed up immediately. Even if Mr. Cheng had the same Qi protection, his head would be broken into a watermelon.
Mr. Cheng did not dare to be negligent. His body was tied up with an old tree and he suddenly started to thrust. He twisted strangely and could barely pass by this deadly peck. Then he turned around and turned his body, and his body squirted like a wave of water. He slapped his body and slapped it with a palm. It was Mr. Cheng's unique skill.
Qian Min's eyes shot out three inches of splendor, and Mr. Cheng's palm clearly shaped into Qian Min's eyes.
"Zha!" He raised his arm and thunder sounded like a thunder. Qian Min's right hand was extremely unnaturally hung down, which seemed to be discounted by the blow. However, Mr. Cheng's face turned red and his hands were shaken open. At this moment, Qian Min bullied her body and exerted force with one elbow. Mr. Cheng shook back, but he had not completely avoided it. He rubbed his elbow, fell backward, and vomited blood.
Although his right arm was ruined, as long as he could fulfill the young master's last wish, he would not hesitate to lose his life here. As Mr. Cheng fell and flew out, Qian Min did not retreat but advanced. His footsteps blew up, and his feet exploded. The stone steps under his feet cracked. Qian Min chased Mr. Cheng and kicked out with one leg.
With a "bang", the leg hit the chest and flew out from afar, falling into the water in the distance, and sank suddenly.
Mr. Cheng didn't know life and death, so Qian Min rushed into it.
At this time, there were personal soldiers guarding her. You could see the pale face and terrified expression of Wei Hou. The personal soldiers were about to pounce on him to death, and suddenly heard: "Zha!"
The sound of thunder exploded, and the entire hall was buzzing. The personal soldiers present could not stand and rushed to the ground. Qian Mingang's energy flowed, and he pulled one foot horizontally and straight to an officer who was barely standing. The officer drew his sword with one hand, but he saw his body breaking into two pieces and his upper body flew out.
"You thief..." Wei Hou suddenly woke up and pointed at him and spoke. However, Qian Min was originally from the top and was cruel and ruthless, so he gave him a chance. His right hand was broken and his left hand was still there. He immediately slapped his left hand with his palm.
After slapping, there was a faint yellow light flash. With a "pop", Wei Hou's head exploded like a burst of watermelon, and red and white splashed all over the ground, and he immediately rushed to the ground and died.
Seeing that the Marquis of Wei was killed, Qian Min laughed to the sky and said, "Young Master, I will kill Marquis of Wei, don't worry!"
The soldiers around him then woke up and rushed forward with a shout.
Qian Min didn't want to continue fighting at this time. She snorted, jumped up, rushed out two feet, and jumped again, landed on a wooden board in the water. As soon as the true energy urged, it slid out.
Seeing that the Marquis of Wei, who had been powerful for twenty years, was killed, the deputy general Zheng Xing was stunned for a moment. At this time, listening to the noise and crying of the soldiers, he just stared at the corpses on the ground.
When the corpse was alive, Zheng Xing obeyed his orders and did not dare to disobey at all. However, at this time, his brain was splashing and his expression was distorted, but he was not the same as an ordinary person.
"Sir, what should I do? If the prince knows..." At this time, an officer whispered, and Zheng Xing said "yes" and immediately woke up.
According to military law, the Marquis of Wei was killed, and none of the officers around him could survive. Thinking of this, Zheng Xing's eyes changed, his tone was low, and he looked at the Marquis of Wei's personal soldiers.
"Sir, there are only seven of them, let's take them together..." an officer said, revealing murderous intent.
"Yes, I just said I was washed away by the water." Several officers all had fierce eyes. Seeing these officers' appearances, Zheng Xing gritted his teeth and pondered, feeling inconsistent, realizing that if he didn't follow, he would be in danger.
Zheng Xing is a smart man, and he said immediately: "Everything is planned, and if it is not planned, it will be ruined - for the sake of the lives of the brothers, some things have to be done!"
His words immediately aroused the officer's reaction, and everyone whispered to each other, with a look of joy on his face.
A moment later, suddenly, they shouted and waved their swords to slash at the Wei Hou's personal soldiers. There was only a constant "puff" sound. Before the Wei Hou's personal soldiers could react, they screamed and were chopped to the ground.
"Sir, what should I do?" The body of Marquis Wei was lying on the ground.
"None of us knew Marquis of Wei, he was protected by Mr. Cheng." Zheng Xing said as he saw it.
The two officers nodded, raised the body of Wei Hou and threw it under the water. With a "punch", the body fell into the water, and just turned spinning, and disappeared calmly.
Chapter completed!