A fierce battle was breaking out in the dense forest at this time.

The deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard had already experienced the power of the Black Armor Guard, so when the Black Armor Guard appeared, he was so frightened that his courage almost broke, and he had no way of going forward to fight.

He hid in a big tree and used the lush branches to shield himself.

Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, he saw three hundred black-armored guards arranged in strange formations. When the Ghost Shadow Guards broke in, it was like entering the mouth of a beast.

Their defense was impeccable.

When the Ghost Shadow Guard struck out with a palm strike, more than a dozen people shared the internal force, greatly reducing the possibility of injury.

In addition, their shields seemed to be specially made and even had mechanisms installed.

The Ghost Guard's sword slashed on the shield and was instantly chopped into pieces by the rotating blade!

The deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard did not notice this during the day, probably because the Jinwu Guard was not qualified enough in their eyes.

The more he watched, the more frightened he became. A few Ghost Guards were unaware of the mechanism and accidentally bumped into the shield, becoming a bloody mess in an instant.

He nearly peed himself!

These black-armored soldiers are so terrifying!

Not only are they all highly skilled in martial arts, they are also proficient in formations and mechanisms. Who can stop them? The Ghost Shadow Guards' advantage was completely suppressed.

The coordination between each formation was seamless. No matter which direction the Ghost Shadow Guards attacked from, they could not break their defense.

But when they go hunting the Ghost Guards, the Ghost Guards often cannot escape unscathed.

"Who on earth trained this army and formation? They are the nemesis of the Ghost Shadow Guards..."

The commander of the Jinwu Guard felt that his defeat was not unfair.

Even if you can save your life, it is your own achievement.

Zong Zhengming took Xie Jinnian and hid behind a big tree.

He watched his ghost guards fall one after another, with an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

Thirty Ghost Guards can definitely deal with three hundred soldiers.

How could I be at a disadvantage?

The Ghost Shadow Guards have all undergone very rigorous training. Their morale will not be low because of the fall of their leader. Their combat power can be exerted to the maximum under any circumstances.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zong Zhengming would never have believed that the invincible Ghost Shadow Guard would be defeated by a mere 300 cavalrymen! The power of the Black Armor Guard was beyond everyone's imagination.

The Ghost Shadow Guards swear to protect their master until death and never back down.

But they couldn't really let their master fall into the hands of these cavalrymen.

The Ghost Shadow Guard risked his life to escort his two most powerful companions out into battle.

The two men came before Zong Zhengming, and one of them said, "Your Majesty, I will escort you and the Queen Mother away!"

The horses were released by Wei Ting, and they only captured five horses.

Zong Zhengming rode one horse, Xie Jinnian rode one horse, and the two Ghost Shadow Guards each rode one horse, and one of them brought the empress dowager with him.

There was only one horse left. Zong Zhengming frowned and looked at Cheng Lian who was trembling with fear in the carriage.

The Jinwu Guards commander suddenly used his Qinggong to fly over and said, "Your Majesty, let me escort you away!"

Zong Zhengming nodded.

However, just as the commander of the Jinwu Guards jumped onto his horse, Gui Bu, who had chased out from the formation, shot him away with a spear!

Upon seeing this, the Ghost Shadow Guard immediately whipped Zong Zhengming's horse.

The horse felt pain and galloped away quickly.

Gui Bu was about to chase him, but Wei Liulang ran over, "Brother! Xiao Qi is missing!"

Gui Bu's face darkened, and he looked coldly at Zong Zhengming and his group who were gradually going away. He clenched his fists and said to Wei Liulang, "Let's go!"

The two men reached the shore and jumped into the stream.

Zong Zhengming galloped all the way and vomited several times on horseback, but he did not dare to stop.

The sky gradually brightened.

They reached a canyon, and Zong Zhengming was too tired to continue, so Xie Jinnian asked the team to stop for a while.

Xie Jinnian helped Zong Zhengming off his horse.

Zong Zhengming's face was pale and his hair was covered in dust. "Did they catch up with us?"

"No?" Zong Zhengming frowned strangely, "Why not?"

The ghost guard said: "Maybe he was held back by our people."

Zong Zhengming nodded slightly. This was the only explanation.

The Queen Mother is still in his hands, Zong Zhenghui will never let him go out of kindness.

Xie Jinnian looked at the endless mountains and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid we can't take the official road. We are only seven or eight miles away from the Yunxian ferry. Why don't we board the ship there and go along the Yuejiang River to meet up with the navy of the three major tribes, Xuanwu, Zhuque, and Huanglong."

When Zong Zhengming heard that this plan was feasible, he rested for a while and then continued riding forward.

But what he never expected was that when they arrived at the ferry, there was no boat in sight. Instead, he saw a man in white wearing a jade mask on a bamboo raft on the river bank.

The man held a sword in his hand and looked at them murderously, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Zong Zhengming frowned.

Xie Jinnian looked at the other person deeply.

Two ghost guards stepped forward, blocked Zong Zhengming and Xie Jinnian behind them, and handed the empress dowager, whose sleeping point had been pressed, to Xie Jinnian.

One of them drew out his long sword, and the other drew out his ring-handled knife.

The ghost guard holding the sword asked the man in white, "Who are you?"

Su Xuan said calmly: "Kill your people."

Another ghost guard raised his ring-handled sword: "You're looking for death!"

The two of them attacked Su Xuan.

Su Xuan leaped up and drew out the Rakshasa Sword in mid-air. A cold light flashed before the eyes of the two men.

The two were dazzled and instinctively turned their heads away.

Su Xuan slashed down with his sword! The two men heard the news and moved, blocking the sword with their weapons in time.

The other person looked very young, and the two did not take him seriously at first.

The internal energy transmitted from the weapons actually caused the arms of the two men to feel slightly numb.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough to alert the two.

The two men exchanged glances, one attacked the man in white in the face, and the other swept the man in white's lower body.

Su Xuan held the Rakshasa sword with both hands and turned sideways.

Clang! The Ghost Shadow Guard's long sword stabbed onto the blade of the Rakshasa Sword, and the fierce collision produced a series of sparks.

At the same time, another Ghost Shadow Guard slashed at Su Xuan's ankle with his ring-handled knife.

Su Xuan stomped his foot hard, stepping hard on the ring-handled sword! The ghost guard was startled.

What a fast movement! Su Xuan did not pause for a moment, doing a backflip and kicking two people with his toes.

By the time he knelt on one knee and landed steadily on the ground, the two of them were forced back several steps by him.

The two of them frowned fiercely.

Today is really weird.

It would have been fine if I had run into a powerful assassin in the woods, but how come I ran into another one so capable at the ferry?

Especially since this person is so young! What kind of martial arts pervert is this! Zong Zhengming was also very distressed.

He had been planning for thirty years, but Zong Zhenghui forced him out of the palace in just five days.

I wonder where Zong Zhenghui got these strange troops and experts from?

Xie Jinnian looked at the long sword in Su Xuan's hand and recognized his identity: "The Rakshasa sword is out, the Hades Palace opens, he is the Jade-faced Rakshasa."

"What?" Zong Zhengming's face changed! When he looked at the man in white again, the man's sword had already pierced the heart of the ghost guard, and another ghost guard attacked him from behind.

He drew out his sword, without even turning his head, and swung his sword backwards.

The second Ghost Shadow Guard's ring-handled sword froze in mid-air and fell with a clang. He also fell straight down, hit the bamboo raft, and fell into the pool.

Su Xuan held the Rakshasa sword dripping with blood, his eyes bloodthirsty, like a Shura returning from purgatory, and walked towards Zong Zhengming step by step.

Ask for a ticket for Axuan

(End of this chapter)