I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Seeing that the fishing net formation was broken, King Jinlun knew that he could never defeat the combined forces of Zhao Zhijing and Zhou Botong, and he immediately considered retreating.

As for Xiaoxiangzi, Yin Kexi and Huo Du, let alone, even if they ran a little slower, they would never be able to leave the Jueqing Valley.

"Run away!"

Among the three, Huodu was the most treacherous. In order to escape, he threw all the friendship between master and disciple behind his back.

"Master, even if I have to risk my life, I will protect you!"

Huodu shouted loudly, and the power of the folding fan in his hand increased sharply with the help of the Gale and Thunder Skill, as if he was ready to fight Yang Guo to the death.

King Jinlun was about to be moved by his disciple's loyalty, but Huodu suddenly attacked with a hidden weapon. After discovering that Yang Guo was prepared, he seized the opportunity and threw his folding fan at him.

Yang Guo thought he had some new tricks, but he didn't expect that this guy would even throw away his weapon in order to distract him.

When Huodu saw that Yang Guo had fallen into the trap, he immediately slipped away. His words about protecting his master were just a delaying tactic.

Seeing that Huodu openly betrayed his master in order to escape, Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi had even less reason to stay. In addition, with the previous experience of Nimo Star at the Xiangyang city gate, both of them were afraid that they would be used as a shield by the other side.

Therefore, even if he was hit by Huang Rong's blow that could not be fatal, he had to escape quickly. Originally, it was King Jinlun's idea to go to the banquet in Jueqing Valley, so naturally he should be the one to bear the brunt of the consequences.

"Don't chase the poor bandits!"

Everyone had a plan in place, and the primary goal today was to capture King Jinlun, so even though Huodu and the other two fled, no one went after them.

Yang Guo immediately came to Guan Man'er and fought against Ma Guangzuo together with his junior brother.

Huang Rong went towards King Jinlun, wanting to subdue him together with Zhao Zhijing and Zhou Botong.

Fan Yiweng, who had finally come to his senses, saw that he could no longer form the fishing net formation. Although he knew he was no match for Zhao Zhijing, he still raised his steel staff to fight, just hoping to help his master delay for a while.

"Master, hurry up, I will stop them for you!"

Gongsun Zhi had never expected that the fishing net formation could be broken so easily. He was feeling anxious and annoyed. At this moment, he heard his apprentice's loud reminder. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he attacked with all his strength using the black sword and golden knife in his hands.

"Where there is life, there is hope!"

"While they are besieging King Jinlun, I'd better get away quickly!"

Although Gongsun Zhi was lustful and evil, his life was at stake at this moment, so he had no time to think about matters between men and women. He used his Yin-Yang Blade without mercy, and Xiaolongnu could not resist.

At the moment of forcing Xiaolongnu to retreat, Gongsun Zhi was planning to rush out immediately. Just as he was about to run outside, he suddenly found Qiu Qianchi blocking the way.

"Old beggar woman, you asked for this!"

Gongsun Zhi was burning with rage, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was ready to chop Qiu Qianchi into three pieces with his sword and saber raised.

"Dad, please show mercy!"

Gongsun Lu'e hurriedly stepped forward to protect her mother behind her, but she didn't expect that Gongsun Zhi had lost his mind and wanted to kill even his own daughter.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Xiaolongnu's Jade Bee Needle and Cheng Ying's Finger Magic were shot out from two directions at the same time. Gongsun Zhi could have dodged them with his martial arts skills, but Qiu Qianchi's Date-Neck Nail, which was shot behind his daughter, was completely unexpected.

After being trapped underground, Qiu Qianchi has been concentrating on practicing the jujube-core nail technique for more than ten years. Who would have thought that a hidden weapon fired from the mouth would be so powerful? In addition, Gongsun Lue'e was blocking the way, and Gongsun Zhi's vision was blocked, making it even harder to defend against him. "Poisonous woman, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

The blow hit Gongsun Zhi right in the face, knocking out his four upper and lower front teeth. Blood splattered from his mouth, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't dodge the other two hidden weapons.

Among them, Cheng Ying's finger magic power was still shallow and he only wanted to save people, so he only deflected the black sword in Gongsun Zhi's right hand.

However, all of Xiaolongnu's jade bee needles hit Gongsun Zhi's back. The jade bee needles were extremely toxic. Once hit, one would immediately feel severe itching and pain, which was absolutely unbearable for ordinary people.

So Gongsun Zhi only cursed twice, and then he could not help but start wailing. At first, he was able to hold the sword thanks to his profound internal strength, but after a moment, he could not care about anything.

"Girl, please have mercy on me and give me the antidote!"

Although Gongsun Lue'e escaped death, she couldn't bear to see her father in such a miserable state. She came to Xiaolongnu in shock and begged for the antidote.

"How dare you! If you call him daddy again, you will never recognize me as your mother again!"

Xiao Longnu also shook her head slightly. She didn't mean to torture Gongsun Zhi, but she still needed to find out the news about her senior sister, so she couldn't detoxify Gongsun Zhi now.

At the same time as Gongsun Zhi was captured, Fan Yiweng had already been acupunctured by Zhao Zhijing, and Ma Guangzuo was also subdued by Yang Guo and Guan Man'er.

"It seems that I will have no chance of survival in today's battle."

King Jinlun was betrayed by his disciple Huodu, but he was not very resentful because if he were in the same situation, he would not care about Huodu's life or death.

"The monk is quite skilled in martial arts, and the wheels flying around are quite interesting. How about..."

Zhou Botong was obsessed with martial arts, but he did not like killing people. Moreover, it was really against the rules of martial arts for three of his own people to besiege King Jinlun alone.

"You can't let go!"

Huang Rong held the dog-beating stick in her hand horizontally and shouted, "This man is the first Mongol patriot and has helped Kublai Khan capture Xiangyang many times. It's easy to let him go today, but who knows how many Han people will die at his hands tomorrow!"

At this time, Zhao Zhijing intercepted from the front, while Zhou Botong and Huang Rong restrained him from the side. The first two were top-notch masters who were on par with the Five Great Masters of Central Plains, and although Huang Rong's martial arts was slightly weaker, it was not a problem for her to hold King Jinlun back for a while.

"When I was in Tibet, I heard that the five most powerful martial artists in the Central Plains were Zhong Shentong and others. Unfortunately, I have not seen any of them until today."

King Jinlun has always been conceited, but facing the attack from both Zhao and Zhou, he became frightened before the battle even began. He stopped the golden and silver wheels in his hands and sighed.

Huang Rong couldn't figure out what tricks he was going to play, so she kept her guard up while introducing him, "Master Chongyang, the master of the middle power, has long passed away. This old naughty boy Zhou Botong is Master Chongyang's junior fellow."

"Master Zhao was taught the One Finger of Sun by Master Yideng, the Southern Emperor. My husband Guo Jing is a disciple of Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar. My father is none other than Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Evil."

When Zhou Botong heard Huang Rong mention his senior brother, his face became unusually serious, "If my senior brother were still alive, you wouldn't be able to withstand even ten of his moves!"

King Jinlun was conflicted. He looked at Zhao Zhijing and then at Zhou Botong, but he still couldn't muster up the courage to fight to the death.

As the leader of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions and the first great magician of Mongolia, at this critical moment of life and death, he still wanted to save some dignity for himself.

"Thank you, Gang Leader Huang, for introducing me. It is worth it for me to meet all of you, the descendants of the Five Supreme Beings!"

King Jinlun threw the five wheels aside, then sat cross-legged on the spot and sighed, "It's a pity that the supreme magic of the Vajra Sect, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, will be lost from now on!" (End of this chapter)