Capturing the inner city had become very slim, which made Zhao Wuxian decide to take a desperate gamble.

He suddenly sneered, and then his figure silently crossed the night sky like a meteor, and in an instant, it shook to Qin Shuhuai.

The iron hands flickered, alternating into weaving, flying up and down, left and right like snow, the cold shadows of the road continued to appear, and the air exuded a cool and penetrating atmosphere.

The attack speed of a pair of iron hands was so fast that Qin Shuhuai's cultivation could not see the path, as if he had conjured up a cold and fierce cold shadow net, heading towards Qin Shuhuai.

There is only one reality in the void, and there are ten thousand voids in the reality, where is the void and where is the reality? Gods and ghosts are indistinguishable!

This is the real horror of Zhao Wuxian.

"Xuan Ming Ghost Hand!"

This is a move that consumes extremely internal strength, even if he uses this move to kill Qin Shuhuai, he will definitely not be able to resist other masters. Zhao Wuxian was desperate to kill Qin Shuhuai before he retreated because he saw that there was no hope of capturing the inner city!

If he does not die, the great cause of the religion to dominate the world will never be realized!

Qin Shuhuai was startled, and immediately jumped backwards in a violent manner, and at the same time, the Heavenly Sword danced rapidly, almost instinctively blocking Zhao Wuxian's iron hand.

The iron hand and the sword of Yitian collided fiercely, and sparks flew in the night sky, like extremely gorgeous fireworks!

However, Zhao Wuxian was getting closer and closer, and the majestic cold air overwhelmed Qin Shuhuai!

Because Qin Shuhuai was facing Zhao Wuxian, his body was in a backward posture, and his speed was naturally not as fast as Zhao Wuxian who was leaping forward. However, it was impossible for him to turn around at this time, because once he turned around, he could certainly speed up his escape, but the moment he turned around, his back would be exposed to Zhao Wuxi, and the result would definitely be death!

It's been a long time since he's in such a big crisis!

At this moment, another person floated in the air.

Wudang Second Elder Chang Wuji flew in quietly and rushed to reinforce Qin Shuhuai.

Chang Wuji is not only an elder with a high rank in martial arts, but also a rare swordsmanship master in the world, and his Nine Palace Bagua Sword and Taiyi Xuanmen Sword are even more powerful martial arts.

After his arrival, immediately cast the Nine Palaces Bagua Sword, this sword technique seems to be careless, but it is secretly in line with the principle of the Nine Palaces Bagua, the sword style will be divided into eight trigrams in the human body, Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan, each sword move implies eight eight sixty-four kinds of hexagrams, and each kind of hexagram implies the image of the nine palaces, the so-called horizontal view of the side of the ridge into a peak, the peak is the ridge to the ridge is the peak, it looks similar to the move, but the move is different, among the extremely subtle changes, if the defender does not pay attention, it is inevitable to be hit. For example, with the same horizontal split, Chang Wuji can connect dozens of swords, but each sword is different except for the starting style, and the second half is different, which means that the defender cannot judge by experience, instinct and conditioned reflex, but needs to stare at the incoming sword all the time to crack it.

At this time, if ordinary people came to help, they would not be able to interrupt Zhao Wuxian's "Xuanming Iron Hand", but Chang Wuji would make a move, of course, it would not be comparable to ordinary people.

Zhao Wuxian suddenly changed from offensive to defensive, and said with hatred in his heart, this person has won the true inheritance of Wudang swordsmanship, and he is a rare swordsman in the world, he has come to intervene again, and if he fights again, I am afraid that it will not be pleasing to him!

Glancing at the city walls, there were not many people left in the sect.

He was sad and indignant, but he could only roar, "Qin Shuhuai, the old man will take your head another day!"

With that, he jumped and quickly flew towards the city.

After jumping to the top of the city, he roared again, "All the disciples listen to the order, stop the attack, and collect the troops!"

His roar was deafening, and all the demon cult soldiers in the city and under the city heard it.

The Demon Sect disciples under the city walls began to retreat one after another.

On the city wall, Yu Zhu, who was inseparable from Zhiren, said, "Great monk, let's fight again next time." You're a puncher, but Er'er!"

With that, he immediately crossed the city wall and returned to the Demon Cult Array.

Zhiren shouted at him unconvinced, "Your acupuncture method is not enough! Lao Tzu hasn't used all his strength!" After speaking, he suddenly realized that he had spoken rudely, and hurriedly folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, sins and sins!"

Chu Yun also withdrew his hand here, and without saying a word, he went down the city wall and flew away. A Xiaochengjing expert who besieged Wang Datong with her had already suffered several serious injuries at this time, and wanted to jump down, but was swept down by Wang Datong with a stick and became a prisoner.

Wang Datong looked at Chu Yun with regret, thinking that he hadn't met such a good player for a long time, if he could play for another quarter of an hour, he would definitely be able to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The remaining Demon Cult soldiers on the city wall, regardless of their cultivation, all jumped off the city. Some fell to their deaths on the spot, some were disabled on the spot, and some were unharmed. The severely injured Demon Cult soldiers also begged their comrades to throw them down from the city before they left, saying that they did not want to be taken prisoner.

This is a very tragic scene.

In the end, the officers and soldiers only captured five or six seriously wounded Demon Cult captives.

The inner city, which had just been slaughtering, was suddenly quiet.

At the head of the city, many officers and soldiers were still frantically roaring and scolding at the retreating demon cult soldiers, while more soldiers were sitting on the ground with their butts slumped. The blood, still flowing wantonly on their armor, could not tell whether it was their own or their opponent's.

More wanton than blood, it is tears.

We are still alive after the catastrophe! Compared with those brothers who have just died in battle, we are undoubtedly lucky!

Everything was like a dream! A nightmare! Only half an hour ago, the Demon Cult was about to capture the inner city with overwhelming momentum, but half an hour later, the Demon Cult could only leave a pile of corpses and retreat in a hurry.

Many officers and soldiers cast their eyes on the brocade-clothed boy.

Luckily, he's here!

Fortunately, Daming has Qin Shaobao!

He's here, we won't lose!

He's here, no one wants us to lose!

Cao Wenzhao walked quickly to Qin Shuhuai, knelt down on one knee with a puff, and said with tears in his eyes, "The last general Cao Wenzhao, welcome Qin Shaobao!"

Meng Wei reminded on the side, "General Cao, you should be called Hou Ye now." ”

Cao Wenzhao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly changed his words, "The last general is rude, and the last general will greet Hou Ye!" Thank you Hou Ye for arriving in time to help the brothers repel the demon thieves!"

Qin Shuhuai smiled faintly and said, "It's all called anything, General Cao doesn't need to be polite, hurry up." ”

Cao Wen raised the edict, but the nearby officials and troops were not calm.

Qin Shaobao has been promoted to Hou Ye? He should have been promoted to Hou Ye a long time ago! A person like him should be crowned a king and worship the prime minister!

Someone cheered loudly, "Congratulations to the Hou Ye, congratulations to the Hou Ye! The Hou Ye is mighty!"

Soon, the cheers were continuous!

"Hou Ye is mighty, Hou Ye is mighty, Hou Ye is mighty!"

There is not the slightest emotion of sycophancy, everyone is shouting from the heart!

On the same day, Qin Shuhuai was inexplicably recalled to the capital on the three sides, and the Donglin Party secretly deliberately spread rumors to smear him, and there were rumors in the trilateral army that Qin Shuhuai's merits were high, which attracted the suspicion of the emperor, and the emperor was ready to attack him.

At that time, many people were still indignant about Qin Shuhuai, but now hearing that he was promoted to Hou Ye, it shows that the emperor not only does not suspect him, but will continue to reuse him!

This is the luck of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the luck of these soldiers!

No, if it weren't for Marquis Qin, it is estimated that the inner city would have been breached by now, right?

Listening to the cheers of the soldiers in the city, Zhiren, Wang Datong and others were also very emotional-martial arts and the imperial court eat both, this Qin Shuhuai is afraid that he is the first person in the past, right? With such authority in his hand, the world is in his hands, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is all in his thoughts!