At this time, Suzaku Street was shining like stars.

The array pattern is like an ancient totem, imprinted on the body of the giant Lei Ze who is pulling the chariot for the gods of Hongmeng Heaven.

This is a carefully laid trap.

Now the prey has arrived, the hunters are in place, and the audience is present.

It will imprison the wildness of the wolf, pull out its fangs, and cut off its claws.

Somewhere, a window with flashing array patterns was gently pushed open a crack by someone at some unknown time.

Two pairs of eyes were revealed.

Up and down.

They all stared at the situation outside.

"Zhao Rong, you are so heavy, it hurts me."

"Why are you so troublesome?"

"Then you come downstairs, and I'll be on top."

"…Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, I feel better... Zhao Rong, what is that? It hurts~"

"Shh, stop talking."

Zhao Rong reluctantly took away the hilt of the sword that was against Su Xiaoxiao's back, but his eyes were still fixed on the situation outside, on the lone wolf-like figure in the middle of the street.

At this time, inside the room, he and Su Xiaoxiao were crowded in front of the window, observing the outside through the tiny gap.

He bent forward because there was a little fox demon squatting under him...

Before this, after they left Boyun Villa, they followed Liu Sanbian all the way here and witnessed everything that happened not long ago.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong straightened up, frowned, turned his head and stared at the teacup full of herbal tea on the coffee table beside him.

The water surface ripples silently.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes.

Feel it.

The attic is shaking. No, the earth is shaking!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…

The intersection of Suzaku Street.

The old man in black robe spoke a few words to Qin Ji in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, the latter nodded with a smile and looked behind him.

The two then retreated to the side of the street and cleared the intersection.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The sound from the distance is getting closer.

The tables, chairs, bowls and stools on the street trembled slightly.

It was as if some unknown giant beast was rushing towards them.

Boom boom boom——!

Getting closer, closer, closer!

My eyes suddenly crossed the street intersection and a horizontal line appeared in the distance.

A dark horizontal line.

That is... the Iron Cavalry!

Not long.

They appeared before our eyes.

This is a "steel torrent".

They were divided into ten square formations, arranged in order along the street. Each hundred cavalrymen formed a square formation, which was shaped like a triangle, with three cavalrymen facing each other in the front.

At this time, at the end of the street, nine cavalry phalanxes stopped their horses, kept their distance and waited in place.

But the one hundred black riders in the lead kept riding.

Like a sharp knife.

Go straight in.

“Woo——”

A desolate horn sounded.

This is... Charge!

Next second.

If you are in Suzaku Street.

You can feel the overwhelming sound of horse hooves coming towards you, like a raging sea raising devastating waves.

Endless! Unstoppable!

In an instant, it can flood the empty Suzaku Street.

It crushes everything that dares to block it, twisting the weak creatures that dare to stop the chariot with their arms.

The tsunami is surging.

The earth is shaking.

At this moment, in the middle of the street, a lonely figure stood alone with his hands hanging down.

He stared straight at the overwhelming torrent of black steel.

His expression was calm and his eyes were bloodshot.

Silence for three breaths.

The bloodshot-eyed man moved.

He clenched his right fist in front of him, making an ancient fist stance.

This is the starting posture in "Fu Shan Qi" - the elbow-pinching posture!

The surging momentum of the valiant warrior was like the sun bursting out from him in the sky!

Facing the steel torrent.

He is a man of flesh and blood, but also a sixth-rank warrior with vast energy and blood!

The tables, chairs and utensils on all sides around him trembled and retreated.

And he fought to the death and never retreated!

A moment.

He moved.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Wherever I go.

The granite floor was reduced to dust.

The bloodshot-eyed man charged head-on towards the steel torrent!

On the left are countless black armors, silent.

On the right was a nine-foot-tall flesh body coming towards him alone, also speechless.

Next second.

both.

Met.

Time seemed to slow down.

Like a silent pantomime, it is slowly unfolding.

The cold black armor twisted and shattered, and swords, spears, and lances broke and flew everywhere.

The armor of the first three horses shattered like glass mirrors.

immediately.

The nine-foot flesh body crashed into the steel torrent.

Flooded.

The next moment.

The bloodshot-eyed man threw a punch.

moment.

Countless "fragments of glass mirror" flew up.

The bloodshot-eyed man was revealed, submerged in it.

immediately.

Flooded again.

The next moment.

It was crushed by another punch.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and armor exploded.

Flooded again and again.

Punch after punch.

Over and over again.

…

Li Shida, who had just issued an order through the black wooden token in his hand, smiled lightly, put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and waited for the good show to begin.

When he saw the steel torrent colliding with the lonely figure, Li Shida narrowed his eyes, as if he was silently appreciating a masterpiece.

That old formation master was a priest supported by the Qin family of Langxi at a huge price.

Before he knew that Liu Sanbian would come to snipe Qin Ji, he asked the old formation master to come and set up the formation overnight.

Now the prey has been trapped.

It was difficult for Liu Sanbian to break through the formation and escape in a short time, so he could only face the oncoming Wei Imperial Guards cavalry, which were the cavalry that had just been transferred back from the border battlefield to replace the Imperial Guards.

It was the period when murderous intent and momentum were at their peak.

Even if Liu Sanbian could break through these cavalry and get in front of Qin Ji, as long as this formation was not broken, Qin Ji would be able to teleport and escape like he did just now.

Oh, this warrior has no way to escape even if he had wings. We should first use the cavalry to wear down his spirit. When his blood and energy are exhausted and he is on the verge of decline, that will be his death.

After some calculations and back-up plans, Li Shida calculated them twice in his mind, then he let out a light breath, tilted his head slowly, and looked at the chivalrous man beside him who had come to him a few days ago to hand in his "letter of surrender".

Li Shida chuckled and said, "Where did Master Gao hear that the teacher wanted to clean up the martial arts world of Wei?"

Gao Yi was slightly startled, but the next second he turned around with a bewildered look on his face, and asked in surprise: "Prime Minister Qin wants to rectify the Wei martial arts world? Is what Mr. Li said true?"

Li Shida smiled playfully and did not answer his question.

"Master Gao has done a great job this time. Not only has he eliminated a dangerous hidden danger for the teacher's beloved son, but he has also helped us gain a body of a mid-level warrior. Well, now that this matter is over, I will help you say a few words in front of the teacher..."

Gao Yi hurriedly said: "Mr. Li, I have no choice but to do this. I don't want to ask for credit. Prime Minister Qin has been working for the country and the people. I know the righteousness of chivalry and will certainly follow Prime Minister Qin's lead..."

Gao Yi looked up at the smiling Li Shida and said, "I will follow Mr. Li's lead!"

Li Shida nodded and looked out the window casually. Suddenly, his face changed slightly and he said in a deep voice:

"Didn't you say that Liu Sanbian is a seventh-rank warrior? How can he be more than just a seventh-rank warrior?"

The goal was achieved. Gao Yi, who had just calmed down, was really shocked this time. He frowned and looked out the window.

On Zhuque Street, the blood-eyed man who was alone in the battle formation had already pierced through seven cavalry formations and was now in the eighth formation. He was punching and kicking vigorously, his momentum did not decrease at all, and his spirit showed no sign of declining.

Gao Yi gritted his teeth. This was not a seventh-rank warrior. He was very sure of it because he was a seventh-rank warrior. He had been hiding his abilities and claimed to be an eighth-rank warrior before.

If he was on the street, breaking the formation alone, he would probably have taken a short breath by the sixth square and his momentum would have started to decline.

So, when his "good brother" just came back to meet him, he was already wary and had something in reserve for him?

Gao Yi pursed his lips, his nostrils trembled, and he felt great hatred in his heart. The little bit of guilt he had left towards someone had completely disappeared.

If Mr. Li's plan fails because of this mistake, he will not only miss the position of the leader of the martial arts world, but may also be liquidated!

Li Shida restrained his expression and spoke calmly:

"waste."

Gao Yi lowered his head and remained silent.

soon.

Li Shida was watching the figure that had penetrated nine square formations in his field of vision and was being submerged in the last square formation.

He raised his chin slightly, "It's okay, the body of a sixth-rank warrior is quite good."

…

Blood.

There was blood all around.

Blood was everywhere.

On the ground covered with flesh, blood and black armor.

A bloodshot-eyed man, whose body had already merged into the blood, walked out slowly, getting closer and closer to the intersection where Qin Ji was.

He held the head of the last cavalryman who could still stand in his hand and threw it gently in front of the black-robed old man and Qin Ji not far away.

Qin Ji's body trembled slightly and the smile on his face froze.

He moved behind the old man in black robe and saw the bloodshot-eyed man staring at him. He looked fierce and stared at the bloodshot-eyed man, shouting:

"Li Shida, there's no need to capture him alive, just kill him right away, don't waste your time!"

The bloodshot-eyed man moved forward step by step.

The old man in black robe was holding a smaller black wooden token in one hand and a formation compass in the other.

A wave of water flowed on the black wooden token, which was smaller than the token on Li Shida's waist.

The old man in black robe raised his cloudy eyes slightly, put down the token, made a spell in his hand, and activated the magic circle according to the instructions he had just received.

The bloodshot-eyed man walked to ten meters away from Qin Ji and suddenly stopped.

He punched out fiercely, smashing the spiritual barrier in front of him, and runes flashed wildly around him.

If one punch doesn’t work, punch again!

The formation patterns on Zhuque Street were flashing wildly due to the stimulation of wave after wave of collisions.

The old man in black robe fixed his eyes, and the compass in his hand trembled slightly.

But the next moment, as he uttered the last spell, all the runes in the magic circle covering Suzaku Street suddenly shone brightly.

The bloodshot-eyed man suddenly slowed down his movements, his back slumped slightly, but the next moment, he straightened it up forcefully.

He felt an inexplicable gravity...it was this magic circle!

The gravity became heavier and heavier, as if a growing mountain was pressing down on one's back!

The bloodshot-eyed man pursed his lips, and the next moment his fist rushed towards the spiritual barrier like a storm, like a heavy rain.

Taking advantage of this gravity, it has not yet reached a level that he cannot accept.

The compass in the black-robed old man's hand began to tremble wildly, and even emitted a red light, but his eyes were fixed on the bloodshot-eyed man ten meters away.

It seems like they are competing to see who will give up first.

but.

Between stalemate.

suddenly.

The bloodshot-eyed man turned around suddenly.

At the critical moment.

He caught a punch from someone behind him.

That was a punch heading towards his heart!

Looking closely, he saw a man with a dull expression who had come behind him at some point.

The dull man was dressed like a follower.

It turned out that he had been hiding among Qin Ji's entourage before this.

Before, Qin Ji was teleported to the street corner, and the group of followers were left on the street. Then the Wei cavalry attacked, and the group of followers huddled in the corner in panic, and the blood-eyed man ignored them.

I didn't expect there was a hidden trick.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After a brief eye contact, the two men, who were also two warriors, threw punches immediately without saying a word.

A tremendous amount of blood and energy burst out from the two men, and every punch and kick they threw was powerful and severe!

A closer look revealed that the dull man was not at all inferior to a sixth-rank warrior with high aspirations, so he must also be a sixth-rank warrior without a doubt.

Two sixth-rank warriors who were able to fight exotic beasts on land and capture dragons in water collided and entangled fiercely.

A valiant warrior does not rely on external force. Any part of his body is a weapon, and every punch and kick is a killing move.

The two are inseparable!

The situation became increasingly tense.

But at a certain moment, the bloodshot-eyed man's shoulders collapsed slightly, and the dull man seized the opportunity and kicked him away, and he hit the barrier and bounced back again.

The bloodshot-eyed man took a deep breath, steadied his body, and gathered his strength to run forward.

The two collided again.

But.

Under the pressure of the magic circle, the gravity attached to the blood-eyed man became heavier and heavier!

He gradually lost his strength in the fight between the two.

Start responding passively.

He was knocked away again and again, and his body fell heavily to the ground under the gravity as heavy as a mountain!

The blood-eyed man was covered in blood.

Other people's blood mixed with his own, the air was filled with blood, and his vision gradually blurred.

"What if he is a sixth-rank warrior? Under the constant 'serving' of a thousand cavalrymen, the Four Spirits Formation, and warriors of the same rank, he will still die."

Li Shida narrowed his eyes and said.

Gao Yi was watching the situation on the street coldly. He nodded when he heard the words and said with admiration, "Mr. Li has foreseen the worst situation from the very beginning."

Li Shida smiled lightly.

In a guest room in an attic somewhere.

Su Xiaoxiao saw the staggering figure on the street, covered in blood, her face pale and her eyelashes trembling.

Especially after seeing Liu Sanbian once again being kicked in the head by the dull man and falling heavily to the ground.

The little fox demon closed his eyes and tilted his head, "Zhao Rong, think of a way quickly, tell him to stop fighting and run away quickly. If he continues like this, he will die!"

Zhao Rong didn't say anything.

He pursed his lips and looked through the narrow window.

Watch quietly.

On the street, the battle between two sixth-rank warriors has become one-sided.

The bloodshot-eyed man was knocked away again and again, and then stood up with difficulty. However, the dull man disappeared in the next moment, without giving him any chance to breathe, and he was knocked away in a certain direction again.

At a certain moment, the dull man paused and frowned slightly. This was actually an unequal battle, and the opponent on the other side was an opponent he felt he should respect. If it were normal times, based on his temperament, he would never continue fighting.

However, he owed the Qin family of Langxi a huge favor, which he had to repay.

His brows relaxed, he no longer hesitated, and delivered a punch with all his energy and spirit at the peak.

"Bang--!"

The bloodshot-eyed man was hit on the temple, and his body flew sideways, flying towards the direction of Qin Ji outside the spiritual barrier, then hit the invisible spiritual barrier and fell to the ground suddenly.

The body is motionless.

The dull man stood there and waited for a moment. Seeing that the bloodshot-eyed man still did not move, he walked forward vigilantly and came to three meters in front of the bloodshot-eyed man.

“Hahahahahaha, dead, this loser is finally dead!”

Outside the barrier, Qin Ji walked forward with a big laugh.

The old man in black robe beside him frowned when he saw this, but after taking a look at the spiritual barrier he had laid down, he stopped trying to dissuade him. However, he still followed closely just in case.

The dull man glanced at Qin Ji who was slowly approaching from outside the barrier, and said nothing. He picked up a spear with his foot, grabbed it with his right hand, and gently poked the blood-eyed man who was lying motionless on the ground with his eyes closed.

Seeing that there was no movement, the dull man did not squat down to get closer, but used his spear to jump away the dead man's clothes on the ground and began to check it carefully.

Whether you are practicing in the mountains or traveling around the world, it is always right to be cautious.

Qin Ji fanned himself while walking to the barrier with his feet turned outward. He clicked his tongue twice, squatted down, and stood three meters away. Through the barrier, he tilted his head and looked at the dead man with his head buried in the ground, smiling.

"That's all? You want my head with your little ability? Hahahaha, come on, come on, get up, it's right here, come and take it, you loser! Ha~"

The dull man pursed his lips slightly when he heard this, but didn't say anything. He inserted the tip of his spear into the abdomen of the dead blood-eyed man on the ground, twisted it gently, and tore off the clothes on his abdomen.

Next second.

A strange pattern caught the eyes of the dull man.

His pupils shrank slightly.

It was... a pattern of a blood-red five-petal flower, and on each petal there was a... ghost face.

The dull man's hair stood on end!

Because he recognized it!

It can make a dying warrior burn three breaths of energy and blood!

Forcefully upgrade one grade!

Just when the dull man was stunned.

A bloody hand appeared in front of the five-petal flower with a ghost face at some point.

Five bloody fingers stained with sticky black blood were gently pressed on five ghost faces with different expressions.

"Hahaha, you're just as useless as your old, aging father..."

Qin Ji's voice suddenly choked!

Because the dead man in his mouth suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of...

Blood eyes!

One punch.

The dull man flew backwards.

Two punches.

The Four Spirits formation was broken.

Three punches.

The old man in black robe died.

A breath has passed.

Four punches.

Blocked by something.

The golden lock on Qin Ji's neck glowed with blazing golden light.

One breath and another.

Five punches.

The golden lock remains.

The bloody hand extended a finger.

"Fushan Volume" sword furnace.

The golden lock is broken.

The third breath has arrived.

Liu Sanbian died.

Qin Ji pointed at his eyebrows.

A drop of blood spilled.