Ziqin quickly headed towards the place where the eight sects camped, and arrived after a while. The originally neat camp of the eight sects was now in a mess, with disciples of the eight sects and demon sect killers fighting everywhere.
Ziqin searched carefully but did not find Zhuo Yihang, and even He Luhua was not there. He knew that Lian Nishang had appeared, and Zhuo Yihang and He Luhua should be at Lian Nishang's side at the moment.
Smiling slightly, a look of righteousness suddenly appeared on Ziqin's face.
"You bastards of the Demon Sect, try the power of your Grandpa Ling."
With the roar, Ziqin's long sword was unsheathed, and he jumped out like a dragon. In the blink of an eye, he had pierced through the crowd. In fact, the Demon Cult killer who came here this time was not an expert. In the original work, he was
Zhuo Yihang can defeat him with just one person and one sword. In addition, the masters of the eight factions at this time are far from the masters of the eight factions in the second part. Their strength is still not small, so when a master like Ziqin joins
Afterwards, the victorious balance immediately fell completely towards the eight factions.
This Zhan Ziqin was not as merciful as when he fought against He Luhua. The cold light of a long sword overflowed among the killers of the Demon Sect, bringing out a huge wave of blood. After the battle, all the disciples of the eight sects could only
I could watch Ziqin in a daze as he stalked through the thicket of demon sect killers.
"Why should we stop? Are we going to let these devil's sect's bastards go back to have a midnight snack?"
Seeing the disciples of the eight sects stop their hands, Ziqin roared loudly. At the same time, a cold light flashed from the long sword, stabbing three people to death in an instant.
"Kill, leave no one behind."
Ziqin's words immediately woke up the disciples of the eight sects. These eight disciples were not kind to women. It was just that Ziqin killed so hard that they were slightly surprised and stopped. When they came back to their senses, they also started killing fiercely.
A moment later, the last killer of the Demon Cult finally fell under Ziqin's sword.
The disciples of the Eight Sects couldn't help but hesitate slightly when they looked at Ziqin who was covered in blood. This time, it was Ziqin who helped them a lot. Otherwise, even if they could kill the killer of the Demon Sect, they would have suffered heavy losses. Moreover,
It may not be possible to retreat.
"Zhuo Yihang, He Luhua, where have the two leading figures of the Wudang Sect gone?"
Ziqin glanced around and seemed to realize that Zhuo Yihang and He Luhua were not at the scene. He immediately frowned and asked. The disciples of the eight sects lowered their heads one after another, feeling that the two leading disciples of the Wudang sect of the eight sects were not here at this time.
Embarrassed, and angry because of this, they were fighting to the death, and the two Wudang disciples who were the leaders were not present.
"Zhuo Yihang left with the wolf girl."
At this moment, He Luhua's voice suddenly sounded from a distance. Ziqin turned around and saw this woman walking back with a tigerish face.
"We must find Zhuo Yihang. The disciples of the eight sects will follow me and go straight to the base of the demon sect."
He Luhua's voice was cold, and he looked at the disciples of the eight sects with sinister eyes to give orders, but he didn't seem to see Ziqin standing aside.
"The disciples of the eight sects suffered heavy casualties and lost their leader. The best thing to do now is to return to the Central Plains to report to Master Ming, and then let the eight sect leaders discuss what to do next, instead of blindly going to the demon sect's lair. Who knows who Ji Wushuang is?
Didn't I set a trap waiting for you tired warriors who just fought a battle?"
Ziqin spoke coldly, and after finishing speaking, he did not forget to look at He Luhua mockingly, "You are leading the disciples of the Eight Sects to death."
According to Ziqin's memory of the disciples who were threatened by Zhuo Yihang at the beginning of the movie, the eight major sects are not as righteous as he said. There are many who are greedy for life and afraid of death. If there is hope of victory, these people may still fight for their lives.
, but if there is no hope of victory at all, these people will never fight hard.
A wolf girl and a group of killers had already killed them in great embarrassment. If Ji Wushuang took action, these guys would definitely be dead or alive.
Most importantly, among the second-generation disciples of the eight sects, Zhuo Yihang, who had the best martial arts skills, actually left with the Wolf Girl. This had a huge impact on the morale of the eight sects. Although He Luhua was also the senior sister of Wudang, her martial arts skills and prestige were far behind.
Compared with Zhuo Yihang.
"It's better to tell the leader about Brother Zhuo's affairs."
"I must also bring Yi Shixiong's body back to the Central Plains. I pity his mother and cannot even see her son's body."
…
All around, the disciples of the Eight Sects suddenly started talking. He Luhua's face suddenly turned green. She didn't know that the disciples of the Eight Sects had no intention of moving forward. After all, she was not Ziyang's designated heir, and she did not have the authority to order the disciples of the Eight Sects at this time.
In the first battle, Ziqin killed at least hundreds of demon sect masters, but his skill points still did not increase at all. Ziqin was even more certain that the number of skill points he could earn in this world was estimated to be this number, and the only remaining tasks were
.
It's just that the system of Master World is extremely special. Its missions seem to be generated randomly. Moreover, there is only one mission in the world at a time, and the time when the mission appears is almost random. The first World of Condors was there at the beginning, Lu Xiaofeng's World
It is the end, the Second Shooting Condor and the White-haired World are also the end, but in this world Ziqin is not sure whether it is the end.
According to the plot, Zhuo Yihang is already with Lian Nishang at this time. Later, Lian Nishang will return to the Demon Cult's lair and tell Ji Wushuang to quit. Then Ji Wushuang will kill Wudang in anger. The mission is probably at this time.
.
However, it is a movie after all, and the unnecessary time in the movie has been compressed, so the few dozen minutes in the movie may have lasted several months in the real world, but Ziqin didn't know what to do at this time.
how.
It is a stupid idea to follow the Eight Great Sects back to the Central Plains. Not to mention whether the Eight Great Sects will agree to Ziqin's companionship. Even if they go together, where should Ziqin go? Should he go to Wudang now and wait for the big end? I'm afraid he will have to go to Wudang.
He was invited by Ziyang to compete in martial arts.
Then the only thing left is to go back to Shanhaiguan, or go to hunt the people of the Demon Cult outside the customs to see if you can make further progress in understanding the martial arts insights that have been looming during this period, or try to see if you can upgrade by killing more people.
Skill points.
"Alliance leader."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from far away. Ziqin was slightly startled. Did Ziyang come here? This was a plot that had never been seen in movies.
Not only Ziqin was surprised, but the people of the eight major sects were also surprised. Everyone looked towards that place, and a figure gradually became clearer. When he got closer to Ziqin, he realized that it was a man who had fought out of the pass with him.
"Alliance leader, Mr. Wu has taken a concubine, and invites the alliance leader back to celebrate."
This man clasped his fists at Zi Qin with a stern face. Only then did Zi Qin remember that Wu Sangui had once said that he was also an alliance leader in this world, the leader of the 72nd Northwest Green Forest Road Copycat Alliance.
Wu Sangui took a concubine.
Which show is this being played?
Ziqin was stunned for a moment, and then a thought flashed through his mind. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the man.
"The house where the concubine is kept by the elder brother is called Chen Yuanyuan."
Ziqin asked in a deep voice. The man who spoke the words had a look of extreme surprise in his eyes. Ziqin immediately understood that his guess was probably correct.
After all, the trajectory of history has not changed because of Ziqin's arrival. Wu Sangui still met Chen Yuanyuan. However, even if he accepted Chen Yuanyuan, Wu Sangui is still a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty. How could he let Ziqin go back and do it at the critical moment of attacking the Demon Cult?
Little things like drinking wedding wine.
Ziqin vaguely felt something was wrong. He looked at the man with strange eyes, but the latter just lowered his head.
Ziqin's heart moved, and he immediately started laughing.
"It is impossible for the Eight Great Parties to continue their crusade against the Demonic Cult for the time being, so I will let you go back and drink the wedding wine of Uncle Chang."
During the laughter, Ziqin pulled the man and walked away. He ran all the way to a place where no one from the eight major sects could see or hear the conversation between the two. Only then did Ziqin let go of the man, and then looked at the man with cold eyes.
"Three days ago, Mr. Wu was preparing to take a concubine. He happened to meet the imperial envoy sent by the emperor to reward Mr. Wu. Originally, Mr. Wu was very generous and drank with the imperial envoy with his concubine. However, he did not expect that the imperial envoy actually asked Mr. Wu for a concubine. Wu
Your Excellency got angry on the spot and almost killed the imperial envoy with a knife. Fortunately, he was persuaded by his colleagues in the army. As a result, the banquet that night broke up..."
"Tell the important point."
The man slowly told what happened to Wu Sangui, but Ziqin was impatient. He just wanted to know what happened, but not the cause of it.
"The masters brought by the imperial envoy want to assassinate Mr. Wu, but none of the brothers are a match. They have injured more than ten people in the past two days."
This time the man finally spoke concisely and clearly, but Ziqin was suddenly stunned. His heart was full of twists and turns, and he suddenly understood how cruel the inertia of history was. Originally, when he first came to this world and met Wu Sangui, how did he want to let Wu Sangui
The Manchus were not allowed to enter the customs, but now after hearing about the incident between the imperial envoy and Wu Sangui, Ziqin understood that this matter might be in doubt.
At this moment, a message suddenly appeared in Ziqin's mind.
Ignoring the man standing there blankly, Ziqin read the information in his mind.
"Reward missions: 1. Protect Wu Sangui and kill the Ouchi master. 2. Join the imperial envoy and kill Wu Sangui. Rewards. 1. Start the martial arts mission in this world. 2. Start the battlefield mission in this world."
It was a very simple task, and it was easy for Ziqin to choose. Not to mention that he didn't know who the imperial envoy was. As far as Wu Sangui's friendship with him was concerned, he was definitely on Wu Sangui's side. This man was not a loyal minister, but he was a loyal minister.
A man is so angry that he is so wrong from the point of view of justice, but from the point of view of a man, he is so wrong.
The most important thing is that if Ziqin stood in Wu Sangui's position, he would probably make the same choice as Wu Sangui. This is the ultimate reason for Ziqin to choose to stand on Wu Sangui's side. What's more, Ziqin doesn't plan to do battlefield missions now, but he remembers that the system gives him
The reminder is that it is best to practice some advanced martial arts. This is no joke.
"Let's go back."
Ziqin spoke calmly. Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and his figure spun like a top. Behind him, a long sword filled with cold light passed by Ziqin. Ziqin's figure flashed out a few meters and turned around. A blue clothed man
The man appeared where Ziqin was standing.
Ziqin looked at the man who had just appeared, and then at the men who came to call him. Both of them had come back from outside the pass with him.
"You have been bribed."
Ziqin said calmly, if Ziqin now had the memories and emotions of this world and body, he would probably be a little sad, but Ziqin does not have those memories and emotions, so even if his subordinates are bribed, it will not have any impact on him.
.
"Leader, I'm sorry, we just don't want to be bandits for the rest of our lives."
The newly-appeared man smiled evilly. Ziqin ignored this man completely, but slowly glanced around. This was a dense forest. Ziqin had not noticed it before, but now he realized that it was too quiet here.
"Come out, I don't think you two have the guts to kill me."
Ziqin spoke calmly, and as he spoke, dense crowds of people walked out around him. Ziqin looked carefully, and found that these people were all people who had followed him back from outside the pass, and only one of them stood in the crowd with a proud face.
Outside, but not his.
"Ling Xiao, Wu Sangui has no superiority, but is a rebellious traitor. I advise you not to die with Wu Sangui."
The arrogant man stood outside the crowd and looked at Ziqin with a sneer and said, "My lord thinks that you are a person who has promoted you, so I am here to recruit you. I hope you will not be ignorant of promotion."
Looking at the arrogant man, Ziqin couldn't help but shake his head slightly. According to history, the Ming Dynasty only had a few months to live. This man was obviously extremely proud of his so-called adult status, but he didn't know it.
It was this man who made him feel proud that he accidentally offended a rude soldier and ruined the Ming Dynasty's national essence for more than two hundred years.
"Who is your lord? I don't even know his name. Wouldn't it be ridiculous for you to use a so-called lord whose name I don't even know to come to surrender me?"
Ziqin sneered, and the arrogant man showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. He glared fiercely at the man who had run to the disciples of the Eighth Sect to call Ziqin. He was so frightened that the man trembled, and then turned around with arrogance.
Overdone.
"My lord is the Ministry of War..."
Looking at the ridiculous expressions of these individuals, Ziqin couldn't help but burst out laughing before the arrogant man could say his family's name. This smile made the arrogant man's face distort.
The whole person became furious as if they were being lit on fire.
"How dare you laugh at my master."
The arrogant man scolded loudly. All around, the men who had followed Ziqin to fight out of the pass raised their weapons. Ziqin sighed and shook his head.
"fool."
Saying two words disdainfully, Ziqin's figure suddenly rushed forward. The long sword was unsheathed at the same moment, and the bright sword light easily split the person in front of him into two pieces.
In the rain of blood, Ziqin's figure had already arrived in front of the arrogant man, with a long sword placed on the man's neck.
"What's your adult's name? Can you tell me again?"
Ziqin spoke calmly, and the arrogant man's body trembled slightly. Although this guy was holding a sword, it turned out to be an embroidered pillow. At this moment, he couldn't even speak completely.
"You, you can't kill me. My master is the Minister of the Ministry of War."
The arrogant man spoke tremblingly, and Ziqin couldn't help but sigh again. He suddenly discovered that this Ming Dynasty was really hopeless. Just from the guard of the Minister of War, it can be seen that such a person can do this.
Guards rely on the prestige of the official position of Minister of the Ministry of War to serve as guards. How can the Ming Dynasty expect to rely on the prestige of Marshal Zhenbei and General Zhennan to defeat the Manchu cavalry.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a bandit leader, but I'm not an official of the Ming Dynasty, so the Minister of War has no jurisdiction over me."
Ziqin's long sword wiped the neck of this arrogant man, and when the bright red blood rolled down, the man still seemed not to believe that Ziqin dared to kill him. With an unbelievable look in his eyes, this man still used his words full of arrogance.
The voice murmured.
"I, I am the bodyguard of the Minister of War, you dare to kill me."
The arrogant man with such incredible words finally slowly fell to the ground, but Ziqin's eyes became more and more sad. This was the Han of the same nation as him in this era.
"Let's go."
After killing such a person, Ziqin suddenly felt his mood waning. He glanced around lightly at the people who had betrayed him, but he no longer wanted to kill.
However, something unexpected happened to Ziqin.
"Brothers, he killed the guards of the Minister of War. Even if we escape, we will be dead. We have to fight with him."
Someone in the crowd shouted such a sentence, which made Ziqin feel like laughing in anger. What made Ziqin even more angry were his former brothers who were surrounding him after this sentence.
But he actually charged at him with a sword and killed him.
"Since you all want to die, then let's all die."
Ziqin slowly closed his eyes, and then his long sword spread out with sword light all over the sky. His swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of this world, and although these people in the green forest were good at martial arts, they were far from causing him the slightest trouble.
Ziqin didn't bother to calculate the time between half a stick of incense and one stick of incense. Anyway, after a while, there were more corpses on the ground. A few people were still alive but they were already half-paralyzed and disabled.
"Villain, you will be punished."
"I, I am finally loyal to my country."
Different curses and crazy words came to Ziqin's ears from time to time, but it was the howling sounds of the disabled people on the ground who had lost their minds. Ziqin closed his eyes slightly again.
Suddenly, Ziqin felt like he was going crazy. This version of White Hair was originally a crazy world, a world full of sorrow, but Ziqin only discovered this world now.
The true meaning of.
Death is not the worst, helplessness is the saddest.
Suddenly, Ziqin felt a sense of relief in his heart. The insights that had been in his mind suddenly emerged, and Ziqin vaguely felt that he had figured something out.
A prompt appeared in his mind, but Ziqin did not look at it again. He slowly sheathed his sword and headed towards Shanhaiguan. He became more and more determined to rescue Wu Sangui. National hatred, family hatred, nothing mattered. Many times he was for someone else.
Living, but always being a little willful occasionally, is the real human nature. Just like Ziqin at this moment, he doesn't care about history or controversy, he only knows to do what he wants to do.
