Long wind.

Changfeng is Dongfang Jun's adopted son.

Upon learning that Yuan Xiu had instructed Yuan Li to send Gong Xue, Dongfang Jun proactively asked Yuan Li to allow Changfeng to come and help as well.

In his words, Wen Hu shouldn't steal all the credit.

Wen Hu was favored by both Yuan Xiu and Yuan Li, so Dongfang Jun had to be more valued by Yuan Li than Wen Hu.

He specifically instructed Changfeng to appear at the last moment, whether it was to capture Zhao Huan and his son or to kill them, which would be the greatest achievement.

Therefore, the timing of Changfeng's appearance at this moment is just right.

Zhao Cheng sized up Chang Feng and asked Heng Wenhao, "And who is he?"

Heng Wenhao said, "I've only heard of his name. He's a top expert, but I don't know his special characteristics."

Zhao Cheng said, "Xiao Luofeng's two hundred men are not weak either. Let's surround and kill him."

Heng Wenhao shook his head and said, "Please continue on your way, Your Highness. It's my turn now."

Zhao Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Take care."

Heng Wenhao's gaze was resolute. He dismounted and walked up to Changfeng, drew his sword and blocked his path, saying, "If you want to capture someone, you have to defeat me first."

Changfeng didn't reply, but lowered his stance, preparing to attack.

As Zhao Cheng led his team past him, Changfeng suddenly leaped up, wielding a stick in both hands and striking at Zhao Cheng.

Heng Wenhao rushed over to stop them, using his sword to block the long stick.

Clang!

The stick is an iron stick, and it makes a crisp sound.

"You lack martial ethics!" Heng Wenhao roared. "If we stay here to surround and kill you, you will surely die."

Changfeng sneered, "Do Zhao Huan and his son dare to stop? Du Yucheng and Wang Yuluan are right behind us, and they could come at any moment."

"Your Highness, hurry up!!"

Heng Wenhao shouted sharply, and Zhao Cheng quickened his pace and moved forward.

Changfeng chased after him several more times, but Heng Wenhao stopped him each time. Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Changfeng turned around, looked at Heng Wenhao angrily, and said, "You're courting death, I'll grant your wish."

Heng Wenhao gripped the knife horizontally, his eyes fierce, and said, "The outcome is still uncertain!"

As he spoke, Heng Wenhao's blade began to unleash its sharp light, striking Changfeng with lightning speed.

He thrust the long iron rod forward, widening the distance between himself and Heng Wenhao.

"A swift knife can create flowers!"

As the blades and staffs clashed, the power of the blades created a burst of energy that rose up and suddenly exploded, radiating a blinding light.

The light was dazzling, but the blade's power was deadly and extremely fast. Changfeng was too late to retreat and quickly retracted the iron rod, using it to deflect the blade's power.

After completely dissipating the sword's power, Changfeng didn't linger. He suddenly lunged forward and swept his sword at Heng Wenhao's feet.

Heng Wenhao immediately jumped up, puzzled. Although the blow was powerful, the technique was too simple. Even against a top-level expert, the strike was not afraid of any threat.

But the next moment, Heng Wenhao realized something was wrong.

He saw that after he leaped into the air, Changfeng twirled an iron rod in place and used it to draw a Tai Chi symbol on the ground.

As the staff swung, a solemn and powerful aura rose up.

"Tai Chi Staff!"

Changfeng suddenly raised his head, carrying a strong gust of wind and a shockwave towards Heng Wenhao.

Heng Wenhao's eyes revealed a resolute look. He seemed to have pushed his body to its limit and made an incredible move. He quickly twisted his body in mid-air, like Zhao Yan's counterattack. He wielded his sword with both hands and slashed down at Changfeng from above.

One stick goes up.

One is holding a knife downwards.

Both sides launched fierce attacks, fighting to the death!

"Splittering lightning and cutting through hemp!"

In a desperate situation, Heng Wenhao unleashed the limits of his body, delivering the second strike of his twisted knife.

It's also his trump card!

Bang!!!

The sun had already set, and the afterglow of the sunset was gradually fading away, but it seemed as if another sun had risen in the sky.

A flash of white light appeared, and the two black figures bounced off like meteorites, crashing into the ground and creating two sizable craters.

Heng Wenhao and Changfeng fell into the pit, their bodies numb and unable to move for a moment.

Heng Wenhao's face was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were torn in several places. He stared at the sky and murmured, "Your Highness, my consort, I did my best..."

In another pit, Changfeng lay on his back, the blood he had vomited all over his face and nose. He desperately wanted to check on Heng Wenhao's condition, but his neck was immobile. He complained, "The Dragon Guards of the past... and the Dragon Guards of today are truly two different things..."

night.

Zhao Huan and his son arrived at the seaside under the protection of two hundred men. In front of them was the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, and behind them was the sound of rapid pursuit.

Zhao Cheng closed his eyes tightly for a long time before opening them and asking, "How many people are there?"

Having fought in many battles over the years, Zhao Huan estimated, "Around a thousand."

Zhao Cheng asked, "Father, do you regret it?"

Zhao Huan countered, "What are you referring to?"

Zhao Cheng said, "I bet on the emperor's ruthlessness that I didn't go to Lingshan beforehand."

Zhao Huan tossed her long hair and said, "I thought you meant that I didn't rebel."

Zhao Cheng pouted and said, "At this point, jokes aren't funny anymore."

Zhao Huan stood with his hands behind his back, facing the sea, and said, "Everything will eventually come to a conclusion. Don't give up until the very last moment. Even if the result is not good for us, we should face it calmly. At least... your decision saved your mother, saved A-Yun, saved the second and fourth sons, saved Changli, and saved the continuation of our Zhao family."

Zhao Cheng said, "Father, I'm sorry."

Zhao Huan paused for a moment before saying, "I don't want you to be like this. As long as my son and I can get through this, all our anger will burn throughout the entire Jing Palace."

"The traitors are right ahead! Kill them!!!"

"Kill Zhao Huan and his son!!!"

While the father and son were talking, the Zhenhai Camp had already rushed to the beach and started fighting with the two hundred men left behind by Xiao Luofeng.

Upon seeing Zhao Huan and Zhao Cheng standing by the sea in Chengdu, Du Yu was overjoyed. He brandished his halberd and charged forward fiercely, cutting down any enemies in his path as easily as slicing radishes.

"Protect the Right Minister!!!"

"Protect the prince consort!!!"

Seeing that the enemy outnumbered them too much, the soldiers trained by Xiao Luofeng knew they were in dire straits. Their fighting spirit was ignited, and they all rushed towards Du Yucheng, blocking his way.

They all urged Chengdu to kill quickly, and they gathered even faster.

Seeing that things had developed to this point, and that so many people were still protecting Zhao Huan and his son, Du Yucheng was furious. He stared at Zhao Cheng not far away, suddenly jumped up, and hurled his halberd at Zhao Cheng.

puff!

The halberd moved with incredible speed, piercing Zhao Cheng's chest and knocking him into the sea.

"Cheng'er!"

Zhao Huan let out a sorrowful cry, turned around and took a deep look at Du Yucheng, then opened her arms and jumped down.

Wow!

The sound of waves crashing against the shore.

The world changes.