Kuai Shao raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Dan'er, it seems that the reinforcements you have been waiting for have arrived! Haha, they came at the right time. Bring him up quickly and let me take a good look at this 'equally matched' opponent!" The one who reported the news retreated with a cry. After a while, two people escorted a man wearing a hood up and said, "Bring Zhang Wei, the felon!" A warrior on the left lowered his head and held a cup in his hands. Junzi Sword said: "This is the weapon of thieves!" As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light suddenly flashed, and Junzi Sword pierced Kuai Shao's chest. Kuai Shao reacted extremely quickly and dodged to the right. Although he escaped the fatal blow, his left arm was cut open. The warrior holding the sword shouted: "Quickly retreat!" I saw another warrior using a dagger to cut open the rope of "Zhang Wei", and the two of them ran towards the caravan desperately. "Zhang Wei" covered his head and couldn't tell the direction. He took off his hood while running. His eyes suddenly lit up, then went dark. He hit the mountain wall and fell to the ground on his back. Fortunately, we were not far from the caravan. He quickly got up and ran to the caravan, asking in a low voice: "Brother Erhei, how did I behave just now?" Gu Erhei said in a low voice: "Xiao Zhuang, you are the most powerful person I have ever seen. He has acting talent, except for the scene where he hit the mountain just now, everything is fine! "Zhang Wei succeeded in the sneak attack. He was overjoyed. Taking advantage of the advantage of being the first move, he attacked with seven swords in a row, and the swords were directed towards Kuai Shao's vitals. The latter panicked. In response, sword shadows were flying, retreating and blocking at the same time. With the rise of Zhang Wei's fighting, he suddenly had an idea and realized the true meaning of Qiankun footwork. His speed was even faster than before. Only the silhouettes of people were visible, as if five or six clones of Zhang Wei were besieging Kuai Shao. Kuai Shao was not as fast as Zhang Wei, and the fighting spirit was consumed by two fierce battles. After only seven or eight rounds, Kuai Shao was hit by another sword on his left leg. After two more fights, his right face was cut open by the sword energy. . Zhang Wei fought faster and faster, but Kuai Shao's defense became slower and slower, full of loopholes. Zhang Wei saw the right moment and swung a sword energy directly to Kuai Shao's chest. Kuai Shao quickly sealed his sword to block, and felt a huge force hit the sword. He immediately jumped into the air, and the rapier fell straight into the mountain wall. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and sat slumped on the ground. . Zhao Yudan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Wei had won, but when he saw that there were more than a thousand warriors left, his heart couldn't help but feel anxious again. Zhang Wei stood in the middle of the field, looking at the remaining soldiers proudly, with a trace of disdain on his lips. He turned around and walked towards the caravan, saying: "Qin'er, Xiao Ming, Miss Dan'er, are you all okay? Why don't you see Manager Zhao?" Xiao Ming rushed out of the caravan, threw himself into Zhang Wei's arms and burst into tears. Zhang Wei touched Xiao Ming's head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, why are you crying? Now that I'm here, can I still let evil people hurt you?" Xiao Ming cried even harder, clutching Zhang Wei's clothes with both hands and said: "Master, you're late, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon, oohoo, hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttta, oh, oh, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwww" Sister Qin'er was killed! They are all dead! Dead!" He pushed Xiao Ming away blankly, and when he turned around, his face was filled with murderous intent, and he walked towards this army of thousands of warriors step by step. A strong murderous aura spread throughout the valley. Although Zhang Wei was the only one facing the thousands of people on the opposite side, it felt as if there were thousands of elites on the opposite side, waiting in full formation, while he seemed to be alone. The warriors in the front row were overwhelmed by the power and retreated. The people in the middle didn't know what was happening in front, but they saw that the front team was slowly retreating. They also retreated slowly under the influence of the crowd's hearts, but The retreat speed is obviously slower than that of the front team. The rear team had no idea what was happening and still stood firm. As a result, the squadron was unlucky. The front kept retreating, but the rear remained motionless. It was caught in the middle and could not move. Not long after, the retreating people in the front stepped on the squadron's feet, and then they realized that there was no way to retreat. However, they retreated, but the people in front still retreated like a tide. The squadron was in chaos for a while, with screams and curses heard endlessly. Suddenly, someone roared angrily: "There is a man across the street, let's rush up and chop him to death!" Everyone was shocked and rushed toward Zhang Wei with shouts of death. Zhang Wei stared in front of him indifferently, not knowing whether he was staring at the roaring thousands of troops, or at the end of the valley, or further away, where the gentleman's sword dragged on the ground, leaving long marks. Seeing that he was just moving forward and not in an offensive or defensive posture, everyone took courage and raised their weapons to hit Zhang Wei. Just when the weapons were about to touch him, the whole person suddenly disappeared, and then Everyone felt like they were flying up in the clouds, and when they fell, they saw their other half! Zhang Wei's entire body was wrapped in bright blue fighting spirit, and the sword blade became sharper due to fighting spirit. The fighting spirit emitted by him every time he swung was like a sword that extended a distance, breaking everywhere it touched. The terrain of the valleyIt was narrow and was not conducive to the deployment of large troops. Zhang Wei rushed into the crowd like a tiger rushing into a sheep pen. Blood and flesh flew everywhere wherever he went. The gushing blood and smoke mixed together to form a Bloody haze shrouded the valley. The shouts, screams, and gunshots were woven into a chilling song of death. The people in the back row heard the sound and saw the haze. Although they didn¡¯t know what was going on, who dared to rush in. The 200 people in the front team were wiped out in an instant, and the squadron also suffered heavy losses. The remaining warriors had no fighting spirit, so they retreated one after another. When they saw anyone blocking the way, they didn't waste any time. They drew their swords and cut them free. There is a black hole of death behind, slowly approaching. Some timid ones in the rear team ran away when they saw the momentum. When they saw someone running away, panic quickly spread throughout the entire rear team. They didn't even know what was happening in front of them, they just ran desperately, as if they were more powerful than the squadron. Find out what's going on. In the span of just one meal, a huge army of warriors fled and dispersed completely. Zhang Wei turned around indifferently and walked towards Kuai Shao step by step. Kuai Shao was slowly adjusting his breathing, and there were some porcelain pieces scattered on the ground. Just as Zhang Wei's Junzi Sword struck down, he opened his eyes. They were a pair of bright red eyes, and the entire eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked eerie and terrifying. A fighting spirit that was several times stronger than before filled the air, suppressing Zhang Wei's murderous intention. The Junzi Sword struck straight down, hitting Kuai Shao's neck. He should have been split in two, but he actually stood up with the Junzi Sword on his shoulders. His fighting spirit actually partially materialized, and he forcefully caught Zhang Wei's blow. And he didn't even get a scratch on his skin. Kuai Shao said sharply: "You always ruin my good deeds, and today you stole the show, you should be very proud! But unfortunately, your good luck has come to an end, and today next year will be your death anniversary!" He pulled his right hand out of the air. With a strike of the palm, the fighting energy seemed to come alive, condensing into the shape of a water column and rushing towards Zhang Wei's body, knocking Zhang Wei out of the fight with just one move. Zhang Wei felt that all the air in his lungs had been squeezed out by the palm just now, and his face turned red due to suffocation. After a while, the strength dissipated, and Zhang Wei breathed heavily as if he was alive. Holding the air. Kuai Shao smiled strangely and said: "Is this all you have? It's a pity that I don't have time to play with you anymore, so die!" As he said that, all his fighting energy was concentrated on the thin sword, and he said in a sinister way: "Liu Jian Feixu" !" Then countless sword energy carried the sound of breaking wind and shot at Zhang Wei menacingly. Zhang Wei looked at the sword energy flying in the sky indifferently, seeming to have forgotten to dodge. He didn't start to move until the first sword energy flew past his hair and split a crack in the rock wall behind him. He moved very fast. Sometimes he moved forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left, sometimes right, and sometimes jumped back to where he was. This series of seemingly chaotic footwork seemed to reveal infinite mystery. Sword energy flew across the sky. Zhang Wei took the last step and stood back where he was, looking at Kuai Shao indifferently as if there was nothing. Same thing happened. Kuai Shao roared and rushed over. His rapier concealed his body and stabbed Zhang Wei silently. The latter instinctively swung his sword to block, and the two swords intersected. Zhang Wei was shocked and was knocked back several steps. Kuai Shao struck again with his sword, knocking Zhang Wei back a few steps, and then fired three sword strikes in a row. At the fourth strike, a smile appeared on Kuai Shao's lips, and he shouted strangely: "Liu Jian Fei Catkins!" Countless sword energy It was launched only a few steps away. Even if he was as fast as lightning, he could not react at such a short distance. However, Zhang Wei moved. He quickly moved to dodge. When he retreated, a kick I stepped on the rock wall - there was no way to retreat. With just such a meal, the dense sword energy rained down, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the valley. The stone fragments on the rock wall were unbearable and fell off one after another, burying everything under the rock wall tightly. Kuai Shao was still not satisfied. He smashed the gravel with luck and vindictiveness crazily. While smashing, he laughed weirdly, as if he had turned into a bloodthirsty madman. He continued for a stick of incense before he stopped panting. , smiled victoriously, the laughter seemed to be squeezed out from the throat, making people's hair stand on end. Everyone in the caravan looked at the pile of stones covered with sword marks with concern, hoping for a miracle, but the pile of stones remained motionless, as if there was no sign of life inside. Kuai Shao turned around, the veins on his face stretched, the blood vessels expanded, and he screamed: "This is the result of opposing me, you will all die!" Suddenly, a small stone on top of the stone pile rolled to the bottom, and it fell to the bottom. There was a clear sound in the silent valley. Immediately afterwards, stone chips flew and a loud shout came from it: "Give me back Qin'er!" This was the first sentence Zhang Wei shouted at the top of his lungs after learning about Qin'er. His voice was full of anger, helplessness, and longing. and hatred. Dozens of red solid grudges fly like needlesHe came out and stabbed Kuai Shao in an arc like he had eyes. The latter jumped up with all his strength, several feet off the ground, and said contemptuously: "Your trick is too simple!" Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became ugly, because he saw the solid blood in Zhang Wei's hand. Fighting. Zhang Wei said coldly: "You fell into the trap. This time I won't hit you again, Dou Qi wave!" The blood-red Dou Qi disappeared suddenly, and then appeared on Kuai Shao's chest like a ghost, with bright red blood. It spread out, as if a huge watermelon had exploded in the sky. Zhang Wei's last blow used all his strength. He was half-kneeling on the ground. His fighting spirit degraded from blood to blue. The blue color became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared. Blood flowed down Zhang Wei's wounds - wounds all over his body. Zhang Wei's limbs were shaking violently due to the loss of strength. His arms were stuck on the ground to prevent his body from falling. He used all the remaining strength on the big mouth. Breathe. "It's my turn!" A hoarse voice sounded, and Kuai Shao stood up unsteadily. Except for a lot of blood stains on his arms, the golden body on his body was not damaged at all. He walked up to Zhang Wei, raised his rapier, smiled, and said with his mouth full of blood: "In the end I won!"