Chapter seven hundred and seventy fourth iron whip
Xia Baying wanted to answer, but she felt a strange aura. She frowned slightly, and her cold eyes fell on the person behind Dou Chaojue.
There are three people in Qu Chao Jue's group. The smaller the number, the more sincerity they can show if they surrender to the other side's army.
"Who are you?"
The man Xia Baying was looking at was a man in his forties with long, messy hair. His facial features were those of a party member, and his skin color was black with a bit of natural purple-red.
The two people behind him were naturally worshipers whom Po Chao Jue trusted very much. However, the moment they heard Xia Ba Ying's voice, even Po Chao Jue felt a strange aura.
He turned around in shock, just as a sentimental smile appeared on this man's face.
"Feel sorry."
The worshiper faced the extremely shocked gaze and said this sentimentally and apologetically. However, in the next breath, he seemed to be relieved and suddenly relaxed, "But I'm going to die soon, so
None of this matters."
Pochao looked at this worshiper he trusted very much in disbelief and was speechless for a moment. It was only then that he understood the true meaning of Xia Baying and this worshiper's words.
Although this worshiper has been serving him for many years, it must have been specially arranged by a certain big shot to be by his side. At this time, this worshiper wanted to try to kill Xia Ba Ying. Regardless of success or failure, this worshiper would naturally
It is impossible to escape from such an army alive.
After thinking about this, a biting chill surged through his body.
No matter who this person is worshiping, but following him, in the eyes of the army outside, this person is naturally a very good person.
If Xia Ba Ying dies, then he and the entire Xiaer Kang City may be completely destroyed by the wrath of this coalition.
"The Pochao clan should be very kind to you. If you do this, you will harm the Pochao clan." Xia Baying's voice sounded again. Her voice was not loud. She did not want to delay the time or cause the cultivation in the camp.
"If you are willing, I can give you a fair chance to fight, but in return, I want to know whose subordinate you are and whose dead soldier you are."
The worshiper was slightly startled. He thought seriously for a moment, and then bowed to Xia Ba Ying.
"My real name is Yu Dongfeng."
"I'm from the South."
He straightened up slowly and seemed to have made great determination to say these two sentences. Then he looked at Xia Baying and continued: "Other than that, I can't reveal any more secrets. If you think
Can…"
When he said this, he did not continue.
Everyone knows what he means.
If Xia Baying thinks it is okay, she will give him a fair duel opportunity and let people know in advance that this matter has nothing to do with the Pochao clan. He is just a southern practitioner who has been lurking around Pochaojue for many years.
The south, for Dangxiang, is the Southern Dynasties.
It's just that such a deal is certainly unfair to Xia Baying. As an assassin who dares to reveal his murderous intentions at this time, he must have extraordinary thunderous methods.
"I can agree to your request."
However, Xia Baying just smiled slightly and said: "It's just that the conditions you gave are not enough. I can let you keep those secrets, but if you lose in my hands, I need you to live and serve me."
The worshipper was stunned.
Po Chaojue and another worshiper were also stunned.
"No matter who your previous master was, and I don't care what kind of kindness you owe him, but for spending so many years lurking in the Pochao clan, and even sacrificing his own life to assassinate me... the kindness you owe him, to this night
That’s it.”
However, Xia Baying's expression seemed to be taken for granted. She looked at Yu Dongfeng with a kind of natural pride and majesty, and then said: "If you are defeated by me, your next life will naturally be mine."
There seems to be nothing wrong with giving it to you to serve me."
Yu Dongfeng was silent for a moment.
"And I don't need you to stay with me forever."
Xia Baying said calmly: "As long as the party items are truly pacified and the situation is stable, I can let you return to the south and your hometown, and you can live your other life."
Listening to her words like this, whether it was Yu Dongfeng, Po Chao Jue, or another Po Chao clan worshiper, the expressions in their eyes became more complicated.
Some people can stand at a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, because they have a temperament that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.
"Thank you for your kindness. I also know that you are also a practitioner of the spiritual realm."
Yu Dongfeng was silent for a moment, then looked at her and said, "It's just that if I take action, I will go all out and we will be destroyed. It may be difficult for you to survive."
"If you can't take risks, then everyone's best choice should be to choose a beautiful wilderness, build a hut, get a comfortable bed, and then lie in bed and spend the rest of your life."
Xia Baying laughed mockingly, "Since I proposed such a bet, you can only accept it or not. And the reason why I proposed that you must follow me after I win is just because I am sure that I dare to risk my life.
Those who fulfill their promises are worth the risk."
Yu Dongfeng took a deep breath and bowed to Xia Baying again.
This is a thank you and a promise.
Then he stretched out his hand.
There was no need to choose another place, this was the place where he and Xia Baying would fight, because he was sure that the other party was more free and straightforward than most men in the world.
A strange weapon appeared in his hand, like a black horn.
The moment he stretched out his hand, the true energy in his body surged crazily, so much so that it even directly tore off many meridians in his body.
Countless amounts of true energy with a strange reddish light swirled on his arm, and then poured into this strange weapon.
The air in the tent suddenly expanded and bulged outwards. A harsh explosion sounded in the silent camp, and the entire tent shattered like a ripe watermelon that had been hit hard by someone.
Tuoba Jue and another worshipper flew out to both sides like cloth blown by the wind.
This is a fair duel, but at the same time, this kind of power is no longer something they can interfere with.
The seemingly never-extinguishing cyan flame in front of Xia Baying was extinguished in an instant.
Just looking at the blood-red light emerging from the tip of the black horn-like weapon, Xia Baying just stretched out her hand extremely calmly and grasped the seemingly ordinary dark iron whip beside her.
She grabbed the iron whip, shouted sharply, and struck it directly at Yu Dongfeng.