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Chapter 321 He is chasing me

"The gun and the horse are united, crushing everything in their path!"

Senior martial artist Jiang Yuanzhong's hair and beard stood up, showing his anger and his full strength in unleashing his killing moves.

With his location as the center, the land within a 500-meter diameter was covered by this devastating killing move.

There were hundreds of wizards besieging him. They were horrified at the sight and retreated back one after another.

The qi and blood shook the void, transforming into a tragic scene of golden swords, iron horses, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, which seemed to sweep away all the witches present.

If you want to besiege a high-level martial artist, how can you do it without paying some price?
Jiang Yuanzhong is one of the three senior martial artists in Liu Fengji's personal guard.

Ever since he was separated from Huoyan Qiangwu, he had been fighting alone and had killed so many people that the wizard himself couldn't count them, but the enemies still kept coming.

He knew that he had become a discarded pawn, and the value of his existence was to protect the young master and delay the wizard's troops.

"It's a pity that I can't go back to the capital city in this life and see the scenery of my hometown again."

Jiang Yuanzhong's heart was filled with despair and indignation, and his moves became more brutal and resolute.

One by one, the wizards were swept by his iron spear and exploded into a ball of blood mist on the spot without even struggling.

Jiang Yuanzhong's iron spear is not an ordinary magical weapon of qi and blood. It has been fused with the remains of three hidden spirits, and its power is extremely terrifying.

When defending the city, he used this iron spear to blast the heads of more than a dozen elite wizard hunters, and he was invincible as he killed his way forward.

"A mere wizard soldier, you want to keep me?"

Jiang Yuanzhong looked around with disdain, shot a wizard through the chest, lifted him up in the air, and blood poured out like rain.

The wizards moved aside silently, creating a path in the blink of an eye.

"You're not a witch?"

Jiang Yuanzhong was surprised when he saw the person coming. The other party was obviously not a wizard, so why did he appear here?
An old man with white hair and beard, his eyebrows and beard are too thick, covering most of his face, and only a pair of ancient and wise eyes can be seen, as if they can see through people's hearts and thoughts at first sight.

"I am Kunpengzi, let me ask you something!" Kunpengzi was carried on a pole by four disciples, sitting high in the air, looking down at Jiang Yuanzhong.

He stroked his beard and asked directly, "Where is Liu's Jixiang'er?"

"Don't even think about catching the young master."

Jiang Yuanzhong was furious and pointed his sword at the other party, "The Central Plains people are colluding with foreign witches. You are guilty of a heinous crime."

"Aren't you afraid of the sanctions from the First Men's Covenant?"

After the Martial Saint of the Yuan Dynasty exiled the Wu Clan, he gathered all the ancestral tribes in the world to make a covenant. Anyone in the future who dares to collude with the Wu people and allow the disaster to enter the Central Plains again will be punished without pardon and must be attacked by the world!
Kunpengzi sneered a few times when he heard the covenant of the ancestors, "If you don't answer, I will ask myself."

"Whether it's Zunyang City or you remnants, they are not as important as the birthmark on the back of Liu's Jixiang'er."

Jiang Yuanzhong understood instantly that the other party's target was the Nine Cauldron characters on the young master's back.

Countless pieces of information flashed through his mind, including the ins and outs of this battle, as well as the wizard's attitude of chasing and killing to the death. He got the answers to all the questions.

"Are you from the Shi Shen Sect or the Jin Xian Dao?"

"As expected of a noble family lackey, you have extraordinary knowledge. Those wild warriors don't have your knowledge!"

Kunpengzi was full of praise. He raised his hand and the remaining wizards around him exploded one by one like lit fireworks.

The blood mist in the sky was very strange. It fluttered for a long time but had not yet landed on the ground. Instead, it attracted each other and began to spread like paint in water, as if it was beginning to draw strokes under the guidance of an invisible pen tip.

"Certainly!"

Jiang Yuanzhong was attracted by such a strange and brilliant picture, and knew that Kunpengzi would utter a word to break the silence.

He finally saw Kunpengzi's purpose. The remains and flesh of the witch who had died before and the survivors who were wiped out by him were crushed into powder and ink finer than dust, and then written into a big word by his hand.

"Zhuanwen, you are the Golden Immortal..." Jiang Yuanzhong finally saw through it, but it was too late.

The magic weapon in his hand had already been trained to be used freely, like a third arm, but at this moment it became as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The murderous intention to fight back that just arose in my heart suddenly disappeared and became decadent.

"you……"

He was still thinking about making a last-ditch effort, but Kunpengzi brushed his forehead with his sleeve and he immediately fell into bottomless darkness.

Plop!
Jiang Yuanzhong's shrunken body fell to the ground, its surface full of holes, as if it had been gnawed by ten thousand rats.

Kunpengzi digested the memories squeezed out of his mind and turned to another direction.

"As expected, the cicada escaped and the tiger left the mountain!"

"Liu Fengji's true body took another path, trying to sneak away from under the eyes of the witch army."

"Chase me!"

The four disciples said nothing, turned the poles on their shoulders, and breeze and dust rose from under their feet.

……

"Brother, it's over. Everything is over."

"Of the three high-level martial artists in the Royal Guards, Shan Xiongbing was captured alive by the Wu Clan, Jiang Yuanzhong was defeated and died, and only Xiang Feng is still missing. We are the only ones left."

The people who were speaking were a group of five fellow disciples, the leader was an intermediate martial artist, and the four fellow disciples were junior martial artists.

The senior brother glared at his frustrated junior brothers and said, "What are you yelling about? Today is a game of death. We swore an oath before we came here."

"No matter how powerful the wizard is, he was still driven out by our ancestors."

"My Wanxiushan sect once followed the Martial Saint Yuanchu to build an empire and killed almost all the witches. Now it is the turn of us, the unworthy descendants. Don't bring shame to Wanxiushan."

The senior brother took a deep breath and broke the broken steel knife in his hand, "Let's fight!"

His fellow apprentices were inspired by him and raised their arms and shouted, "Fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death."

Alas! The senior brother looked at his fellow junior brothers who were unaware of the situation and felt extremely sad.

No more than a handful of people in the royal guards knew the inside story of the young master being hunted, and he only knew it because of his master's favor.

The young master Liu Fengji has a divine vision. The birthmark on his back is the words "Nine Cauldrons of Heaven and Man", and he possesses mysterious supernatural powers.

The Wu clan army attacked Zunyang City first, targeting the words behind the young master.

The powerful men in the city have already made it clear that even if all the guards are killed, they must protect the young master's safe escape and return to the family in the capital.

"It is my duty. As a strong warrior, I am willing to die here."

When he said this, Lie Sanyang, the only powerful martial arts master in Zunyang City, expressed his attitude with murderous intent.

From him onwards, no matter whether they were senior martial artists, mid-level martial artists, or anything else, they would all have to fight and sacrifice for Liu Fengji.

If they dare to desert in the face of battle, they will cause great trouble and even the sect behind them will not be able to protect them.

“Boom boom boom, huff huff!”

In the fog before his eyes, the sounds of animal claws rubbing against rocks and insect swarms colliding with each other came from all directions.

The sounds of bone flutes and mud whistles, mixed in with the hunters' reminders of each other's presence, formed a huge net that enveloped them, making it impossible for them to escape.

The wizard army is catching up! The five brothers took a deep breath, looked determined, and rushed forward hand in hand.

(End of this chapter)