"A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."

Hearing this, Wen Xiuru couldn't help but laugh and said, "The main reason is that Brother Li's cultivation path is so legendary. If the senior brother hadn't said it himself, I wouldn't have believed it."

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Tantai Zhen quietly left the crowd and came to the Tiannu's tent.

"how?"

Tantai Jingyue, who had witnessed the battle between the two, asked calmly.

"The Flying Immortal Art is indeed the best in the world. The sword is fierce, the movement is extremely fast, and the same level of cultivation is invincible." Tantai commented truthfully.

"Now, are you absolutely sure that you can kill him?" Tantai Jingyue continued to ask.

"have."

Tantai Zhen affirmed, "However, the time needs to be changed to two quarters of an hour. If he intends to delay the fight, a quarter of an hour may not be enough."

"Can."

Tantai Jingyue nodded and said, "Tonight, I will create an opportunity for you to fight him alone. Remember, you only have this chance to kill him, and you must not miss it."

"yes!"

Tantai responded respectfully.

One day passed gradually in peace.

To the west, the scorching sun sets, the day ends, and the night comes.

Inside the felt tent, Li Ziye and the others were just about to get ready to take a rest.

Suddenly, outside the tent, a harsh shout echoed through the dark night.

"Assassins, there are assassins, protect the king and the goddess quickly!"

The anxious voice immediately alarmed everyone who was preparing to take a rest. Even the Confucian disciples walked out of the felt tent to see what was going on.

In the distance, black shadows flashed past, and around them, raging fires burned, illuminating the dark night.

"Go help put out the fire!"

The Confucian disciples reacted and left the tent one after another to help put out the fire.

"Why did the assassin suddenly appear?"

After Li Ziye walked out of the felt tent, he looked at the fire outside and frowned slightly.

"Go and help put out the fire first."

Bai Wangyu said something and immediately walked quickly towards the direction of the fire.

"Brother Li, let's go, let's go help too."

On the side, Wen Xiuru also quickly followed and went to put out the fire together.

When Li Ziye saw this, he frowned again. Why did he feel so wrong?

Under the dark night, due to the fire and the appearance of the assassin, the entire Tantai tribe was in chaos. All men, women and children were busy putting out the fire, and the Tantai tribe's soldiers were also trying their best to capture the assassin.

Among the felt tents that were set on fire one after another, there were tents belonging to Lord Tantai and Tantai Jingyue. Several assassins passed by, each of them a master, with their murderous intentions clearly revealed.

Soon, the soldiers of the Tantai tribe fought with several assassins, and the swords and swords clashed, making the entire Tantai tribe even more chaotic.

In the distance, after Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru left, Li Ziye was also ready to help. However, just after taking a few steps, a black shadow passed by, avoiding everyone's eyes, but only Li Ziye

One person saw it.

Black shadows flitted towards the tent of the three of them, not knowing what to do.

not good!

When Li Ziye saw this, he looked shocked and immediately chased after him.

There are many important things in their accounts that cannot be lost.

Inside the tent, Li Ziye rushed in and was about to look for the assassin. At this moment, a sword flashed across him, killing him mercilessly.

A merciless knife, with a tricky angle and full of force, just for the sake of life.

When the crisis struck, Li Ziye had no time to draw his sword, so he subconsciously bent back to avoid the fatal sword light.

"Bah!"

The sound of clothes being torn was heard, Li Ziye's left arm was scratched by the light of a knife, and blood spurted out.

Although he avoided the vital points, he was still slightly injured and covered in blood.

In front of him, the masked assassin was holding a machete. He failed to kill him with one move, but the killing move followed.

Li Ziye was frightened. Faced with the stormy attack of the assassin in front of him, he wanted to draw his sword, but there was no chance.

And the masked assassin seemed to know the key to the martial arts of the man in front of him. He didn't give him any chance to draw his sword before making a move.

"Keng!"

The moment the scimitar slashed down, a harsh collision sounded, and at some point, a short sword appeared in Li Ziye's hand. It was the fish intestine sword hidden on his body.

The swords collided, and Li Ziye took half a step back. Taking advantage of the stunned moment of the person in front of him, he immediately pulled out the pure Jun sword behind him and slashed it down with one strike.

With a bang, the swords collided again, the air flow vibrated, and the entire felt tent suddenly fell into pieces.

At the same time, in the distance, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru, who went to help put out the fire, had not yet noticed that Li Ziye had not followed.

The two of them helped the men, women, and children of the Tantai tribe put out the fire together, extinguishing the fires on the felt tents one after another.

"Xiu Ru, why haven't you seen Brother Li?"

After a long time, Bai Wangyu seemed to remember something, looked around and asked.

"Brother Li?"

When Wen Xiuru heard this, he looked startled. He looked around and said, "I didn't see it. Did he not come?"

"wrong."

Bai Wangyu immediately sensed that something was wrong. Although Brother Li was very capable of causing trouble, he was kind-hearted and could not just watch the Tantai clan go up in flames without coming to help.

"Go back quickly, Brother Li may be in danger."

Bai Wangyu said anxiously and immediately rushed towards the three-person felt tent.

How could he have forgotten Brother Li?
Chapter completed!