For a moment, the killing sound was heard, and the assassination battle turned into a chase battle. Zhao Feibai carried the Chengying Sword and jumped sideways without any trouble, riding the war horse in front of him, "Where is Brother Qing?" Zhao Feibai turned his back to Lu Yan.

"I don't know, I just went to see it, there was nothing in the partition."

Zhao Feibai suddenly saw a flash of silver light in the distance, and his voice transmitted from his arms trembled continuously. He knew it and turned his head to Lu Yan and said, "Follow me, I know where Brother Qing is."

Although Lu Yan looked down on Zhao Feibai, he admired the guy's sense of smell and vision, and did not speak much. He held the saber and rushed out with Zhao Feibai.

Zhao Feibai felt that his ears were whispering. This was the central army, and there were almost no archers. Even crossbows were pitifully rare. Ignore the cold arrows. As long as I could rush out, the Heitianye Ridge rushed to the foot of the mountain. As soon as I entered the mountain, few people could catch it. The saber in my hand slashed lightly behind the horse's butt. The horse was in pain and jumped forward suddenly, ran rapidly, and ran towards the flashing place.

Lu Yan shot dozens of arrows in his hand, and his wrists were shooting randomly at the back. No matter whether he shot or not, he did not think of these imperial guards as brothers. He dared to take my life. If you die first, you will shoot the crossbow arrows clean and run away.

Washington changed into a wide-sleeved robe, looking like a general. His already tall figure looked even more majestic. He looked more like a general than Sheng Peng, who had a small belly. When he saw several people retreating safely, he cursed in anger, "It's all waste, and he can actually assassinate the general."

I was also cursing in my heart that the things that had been arranged could actually be called away by these guys. It was a big fish, Fu Qing, Fu Dashuai's son, the two damn eunuchs in the courtyard, just didn't obey their own arrangements. I saw that they wanted to take the credit by themselves, and Ji Ziyu was also upset. He was from Jingting and was lazy and didn't want to learn kung fu. He was a scholar. He turned around and looked for his senior brother. It would be better to practice some kung fu.

Naturally, no one had any objections. Washington took over the imperial guards and did not continue the arrangement of General Shanda, so that the army would hide in place, surround Shuye, and prepare to fight back at all times, just waiting for Shuye to set off.

Yang Shaoyu naturally didn't know this, but only knew that after the two sides agreed to turn around and surround Shuye, defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, and drive the enemy out of the country.

Zhao Feibai and Lu Yan ran all the way, the valley bottom was rugged, and the horses were also up and down. If they were careless, they might break their legs. The snow was thick and thick, and it was not necessarily that someone could run fast. The darkness was so dark that they could not see anything clearly. The two of them had a sympathy and each dismounted the horse and gave the horse a knife. The horse hurt and rushed forward with the strength of breastfeeding. Lu Yan followed Zhao Feibai, and the two used their light skills and ran towards the direction where the light occasionally flashed. The vegetation on the road became dense, and it was extremely beneficial to escape through the shade of the forest leaves and darkness. Lu Yan sighed directly that the young coach's escape was indeed not covered, and he got the true teachings of my master.

After a while, he caught up with Fuqing, who was exhausted. Fuqing sat under a tree and gasped. Fuqing regretted it very much at this time. He forgot the arrangement that Wang Fu taught him, and had to prepare for everything. The first thing to do was to find a way out for himself. Fuqing's shoulder wound was cracked, blood oozing out, and there was a burst of torches behind him. Seeing the situation, he would not give up until he pulled out the few people.

Lu Yan carried Fu Qing on his shoulders and ran up sprinting. Zhao Feibai heard the barking of the dog behind him, and his scalp was numb. He followed closely. Why did the imperial guards still carry the dog? Fu Qing calmed down at this time. Some unimpressive thoughts flashed through his mind. He was not nervous at all. "Strategies are the most important thing to fight against the enemy. The courage of an ordinary man is indeed undesirable. All disputes in the world, the top-level battle is not to fight."

It was cold and the dog's nose was not so sensitive. The only flaw was the bloody smell of the wound. "Big guy, let me down first. They have dogs, so we can't get rid of them."

Lu Yan put Fu Qing down, Fu Qing said, "Follow me", and then ran out more than ten feet southwest in one breath. Fu Qing's knee was weak, he fell to the ground, tore his clothes apart, and covered the wound with a lot of snow. Zhao Feibai said, "Young Marshal, you". Then he stopped, and he couldn't think of any better way.

The ground on the road was covered with snow, and there were more than one person in the valley. Fu Qing was not as physically strong as Lu Yan and Zhao Feibai. Compared to ordinary people, he was also very successful. He didn't have to be so embarrassed, but he was injured first. He almost fainted when he couldn't breathe. Fortunately, the ice and snow that were close to his face and the pain of the wound made Fu Qing wake up, and a blood-soaked gauze was buried here.

Several people crawled into a grass and fell to rest. After a moment, the noise broke out again behind them. The sound of dog barking was approaching. After wiping the snow, Lu Yan took Fu Qing back and went southeast, lifted his breath and ran. Zhao Feibai slowed down slightly, "You run first, I'll deal with that dog."

Fu Qing was familiar with the familiar ones near the Broken Leaf. Fu Qing explained to Zhao Feibai on Lu Yan's back, saying that he spoke very quickly, "There is a cliff four miles southeast, not very steep, and there are many dead tree barks over there."

Zhao Feibai nodded and replied, "I understand, go quickly." He climbed up a big tree. In the past few days he came, he learned to ski with Fu Qing. The dead bark was the best snowboard. He grabbed the trunk tightly, hid his body behind the huge branches, and quietly waited for the dog.

Although it was deep winter, Zhao Feibai was sweating all over, and he didn't know if he was nervous or running. He pinched the Chengying Sword in his hand and kept cheering himself up. Chengying Sword Chengying Sword, you are a sword containing the true sun and moon technique, and you can't be ruined here. Listening to Sima Hong, there is a violent aura in the Chengying Sword. There are countless unjust souls for thousands of years, and it also contains extremely powerful power. If you are not careful, the person who uses it will be doomed. It is an ominous blade, and I don't know when it will be inspired.

A group of people followed a hunting dog. The dog was huge and more like a wolf. The dog stayed in the place where the gauze was buried for a long time. His head swayed left and right in the air. It seemed that his nose was hit by the blood here. He couldn't find the direction for a while and began to turn around. As soon as he turned to the tree where Zhao Feibai was hiding, the dog stopped barking and circled around the tree twice. Just as he was about to look up, Zhao Feibai came from top to bottom. The blue light of Chengying Sword flashed, and the dog's body and head separated. Without waiting for everyone to react, he was lucky and ran to the southeast with a desperate life. Although Shengpeng's guards had many good skills, most of them were ordinary soldiers and had no cultivation of profound internal strength. When he ran with Zhao Feibai, he was immediately compared. Zhao Feibai stepped on the snow without scars and flew past. He chased him behind and lost Zhao Feibai's traces again in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Feibai was not panicked now. At that moment, he found out the enemy's details. It seemed that Sheng Peng's guards were not so hard and did not fully trust Washington. Some even suspected that the assassination was planned by Washington. If this was the case, the guards would not be sentenced too seriously, but instead they would have to win over. This pursuit depends entirely on fate. If they can catch up, they will chase them, and if they can't catch up, they will be pulled.

While running, Zhao Feibai lost his direction. The young marshal said it was in the southeast, and the southeast was that. Just when Zhao Feibai was at a loss, the voice transmission finger in his arms trembled slightly, and he also took out the voice transmission finger and pinched it a few times to show that he was still alive. Zhao Feibai turned around and found a direction with the most violent trembling. He tied the Chengying Sword behind him, stepped on the snow with his light skills, and rushed away.

Although the trees in the northwest were not very big, Fu Qingxuan's road was covered with jungles and dense. Zhao Feibai ran away, and suddenly heard the sound of wind behind him, and he screamed in secret. Some masters were chasing him relentlessly. Damn, aren't they not chasing him anymore? Who is this group of people? Why are they so tightly chasing him? If you don't say that, hurry back and help Washington gather his military power.

(End of this chapter)
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