Chapter 487
Early the next morning, Li Daoqiang left Heilongzhai alone.

Only more than 200 miles away from Jingzhou, Nuoda's camp began to move.

"Hurry up, hurry up, load them all into the carriage."

"Take it lightly, lightly, take it easy for me, if you break anything, no one can afford it."

"Quick, quick, everything must be installed before the order is issued."

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People called horses neighing, and for a while, there were quite chaotic voices everywhere, and the entire camp that was originally orderly became chaotic.

At this moment, suddenly——

"Who! What a daredevil!"

A loud shout exploded from the camp, and in a blink of an eye, the sound of "boom" spread.

Immediately, it seemed as if the curtain had been completely lifted, and the number of fighting figures suddenly increased, almost disturbing the entire camp, and panicked voices were everywhere.

Wang Baobao walked out of the tent, squinted his eyes and looked at the most powerful battle, with a cold light overflowing, and immediately issued an order to set up the camp in a calm manner.

"Zhang Wuji, it's you again!"

"Hmph, I let you run away last time, but you still dare to make trouble. Today, you will be captured alive on the spot."

Patriarch Vajra and Taoist Baishang shouted in a cold voice, and the two joined hands without mercy.

A blazing sun.

One is cold and cold.

Furiously rushing towards the opposite person, the tyrannical power is as real as it is.

The person on the opposite side looked solemn and said nothing. Suddenly, his figure sank slightly, his horse stepped up, and his hands moved.

A circle of light blue light followed.

I saw that strong and negative power reached his whole body, but it seemed to have spirituality, circling around him.

Patriarch Vajra and Taoist Baishang were surprised, and immediately sneered.

Both are peerless powerhouses, even if they join forces, it will take a lot of effort to defeat Zhang Wuji.

After all, Zhang Wuji's defensive ability is really strong, and it is even more difficult to capture the opponent alive.

But the other party actually wanted to compete with them at this time!

Ha ha!

Although Jiuyang Shengong and Qiankun Danuo are powerful, if they want to fight against the strength of the two of them with their own strength, they will seek death.

There was a brief calm here, and the fights in other places became more and more intense.

The movement of more than 20 masters and strongmen is enough to overthrow the entire camp.

The only place that was relatively calm was a tent on the left side of the camp.

As soon as the chaos appeared, several figures quickly came to the center of the camp, standing not far from Zhao Min who walked out of the tent with a worried look on his pretty face.

"Heh, Mingjiao leader, left and right envoys, two Dafa kings, and five scattered people, Mingjiao has almost come out." Ouyang Feng, the leader, watched the battle calmly, and smiled with great interest. nor hide it.

"Aren't we going to make a move?" Behind him, Ding Chunqiu frowned slightly, confining his voice to those around him.

He didn't pay much attention to other battle situations, just staring at Zhao Min not far away.

Ouyang Feng was also staring at the bright and unpredictable figure all the time from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice, "What's the hurry? As long as the princess is fine, what does it matter to us how many people die?"

Ding Chunqiu and several other people immediately understood, each showed a happy smile, and said no more.

Indeed, as long as Zhao Min is fine, no matter how many people Meng Yuan dies.

What's more, Ouyang Feng will be responsible for what happened at the front, just watch the show.

On the other side, Wang Baobao frowned, his eyes stared at the ghostly and extremely fast figure who was fighting one against two, with a look of doubt.

What does Zhang Wuji want to do?
He actually competed with Baishang in terms of skill, and didn't let Wei Yixiao try to take Minmin away first!

When he was contemplating with frowned, suddenly, Ouyang Feng's complexion changed, and his skill surged, Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly.

"poisonous!"

Before the sound fell, the bodies of thousands of people who were being evacuated from the entire camp lay limp on the ground like noodles, tears streaming down their cheeks.

The same is true for the Mongolian and Yuan strongmen who fought against the Mingjiao strongmen, including Wang Baobao and Zhao Min.

In a blink of an eye, the chaotic camp had ceased fighting, and the only people left standing were the experts of the Ming Cult, Ouyang Feng, Ding Chunqiu, and Vajra Patriarch and Baishang Taoist who were still competing with Zhang Wuji.

Patriarch Vajra and Taoist Baishang's expression changed drastically, and they were about to retreat.

But at this moment, the three of them entangled with each other for a long time, and Zhang Wuji's whole body exuded a strong suction force, which made them unable to withdraw their palm power for a while, and could only continue to fight hard, with an extremely ugly face.

be cheated!
"Sad and crisp breeze!"

Ouyang Feng's body strength calmed down, but his aura became thick and restrained. He swept his gaze away and snorted coldly.

At the same time, he arrived in front of Zhao Min in a few steps, and looked coldly at the Ming Cult powerhouses who had surrounded him, Ding Chunqiu followed beside him.

The two of them are not afraid of this sad breeze, but there is no way to relieve the others immediately.

"Senior Ouyang, although you are not afraid of this sad breeze, but with so many of us, even if we can't beat you, you can't stop us, why don't you let us go, so as not to hurt your peace."

Among the Mingjiao powerhouses who surrounded him, a handsome middle-aged man who led him spoke slowly.

"Oh." Ouyang Feng sneered disdainfully, looked at the three people who were still competing, and praised: "It's a good strategy. Although this sad breeze is good, it can only be regarded as an influence on the peerless powerhouse. .

Zhang Wuji took the risk to attract King Kong and Baishang to compete with him, but in fact he wanted to entangle them.

You fought against the strong men of the Mongolian Yuan to spread the poison on a large scale.

Not hijacking the princess right away, because the old man and others are only trying to protect the princess, and they won't act immediately.

Everything is for this time, Yang Xiao, you arranged this plan, right? "

"Senior Ouyang's eyes are like torches, and Yang is even more fortunate to be like your ears."

The middle-aged man nodded modestly, but his unrestrained and arrogant temperament remained the same. When he raised his eyes, his voice sank: "I really don't want to fight with seniors. There is still a long way to go from here to Jingzhou, and seniors don't need to delay." Time, how about we stop and disperse?"

"Hahaha." Ouyang Feng laughed, not nervous at all, and said coldly, "Just because you want to fight this old man?"

Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a nonchalant voice: "Senior's martial arts are superb, and he is ashamed to be inferior to the inferiors, but if you want to take the princess away, you can't stop it."

"Even if you succeeded at this time, did you escape again?

The world is so big, but there is only one dead end.

Now the old man can make an exception and let you leave safely. "Ouyang Feng said expressionlessly.

"Since senior is still thinking of delaying time, we can only do it by force." Yang Xiao sighed lightly, waved his hand, and rushed to Ouyang Feng first.

The figure with disfigured face shot at the same time, and when the two shot, there was a faint tendency to unite.

The faces of other Ming Cult powerhouses turned cold, and they rushed towards Ding Chunqiu and Zhao Min.

(sleep.)
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(End of this chapter)

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