Just when Duan Zihao and Zhang Wuji were fighting fiercely, Zhao Min, holding the sword of the Heavenly Sword, also joined their battle.
Although Zhao Min did not kill Zhao Linger and Zhou Zhiruo, it does not mean that she would not kill Zhang Wuji.
The reason why Zhao Min did not take action in the previous battle was simply because she was not sure of winning, but at this moment, Zhao Min already had enough confidence.
In Zhao Min's heart, she had given Zhang Wuji a chance, and more than once.
But Zhang Wuji insisted on rebelling against the Yuan Dynasty. The world can only belong to one person. Even Zhao Min, no matter how much she admired Zhang Wuji, was destined to be at war with him until death.
A strong wind came straight towards Zhang Wuji's neck. After feeling the murderous aura, Zhang Wuji quickly dodged.
At this moment, Zhao Min was already standing with Duan Zihao.
The two looked at each other without any nonsense. With two against one, even Zhang Sanfeng could not stop such a powerful force.
In just a moment, Zhang Wuji was left with only the strength to defend himself.
He had never felt such pressure in such a long time.
Zhao Min on the opposite side waved the sword in her hand and said, "Zhang Wuji, just because I didn't kill your two women doesn't mean I won't kill you. The world can only belong to one person. When you fall into the underworld, don't blame me."
Duan Zihao on the other side also tried his best.
He used the long sword in his hand to block Zhang Wuji's sword moves, while Zhao Min on the other side took advantage of the situation and attacked.
The Yitian Sword swept across, and a streak of blood floated down from the sky.
A long cut was made on Zhang Wuji's chest.
The attack was successful, but Zhao Min and Duan Zihao did not stop at all, and the two cold blades were unstoppable.
Wounds of varying sizes appeared one after another on Zhang Wuji's body.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji was also panicked. He couldn't even beat Duan Zihao alone, and now with Zhao Min who was almost the same as him, if he didn't find a way to escape, it would be difficult for him to survive.
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Just as Zhang Wuji was thinking about how to escape, another cold light flashed.
The fourth long sword also joined their battle, but fortunately, that long sword was heading for Zhao Min's vital point.
Feeling the murderous intent, Zhao Min hurriedly turned around to block it.
The two swords collided, and sparks flew in an instant.
The person who came was Yang Xiao. It was a good thing that he came at such an urgent moment, otherwise Zhang Wuji would be in danger.
After one move, Yang Xiao came to Zhang Wuji's side: "Master, are you okay?"
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "I won't die. However, if Uncle Yang had come a little later, it would have been hard to say."
Zhao Min said to Duan Zihao beside her: "General Duan, you go and hold Zhang Wuji back first. I will come to help you after I kill Yang Xiao."
Duan Zihao laughed and said, "Don't worry, Queen Mother. This time, Zhang Wuji will definitely not be able to escape."
But just when Duan Zihao was about to draw his sword again, several other figures stood beside Zhang Wuji.
The people who came were Yin Yewang, Wei Yixiao, Zhu'er and Han Zhao.
And behind Zhao Min, there was also a cry of killing that resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Zhao Min looked back and saw that the remnants of the Ming Cult who had retreated to this place in Longcheng had also joined the battle.
The Yuan soldiers under Zhao Min's command did not have an advantage in terms of numbers, and with the addition of this group of remnants of the Ming Cult, the Yuan soldiers under Zhao Min's command suddenly became panicked.
At this moment, Zhao Min was a little confused.
Zhao Min said to Duan Zihao: "General Duan, this is not going to be easy."
Duan Zihao hurriedly said: "Don't panic, Queen Mother. The rebels in Longcheng have fled here, which means my soldiers are not far from here. Just hold on for a while and our reinforcements will come."
Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, it's not bad."
Then, Zhao Min turned to look at Zhang Wuji: "Master Zhang, you are so lucky. I am afraid I can't kill you today."
Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: "You can't kill me, but I want to try and see if I can kill you."
Zhao Min said disdainfully: "Don't think that you have three more pieces of trash around you. These three pieces of trash can only fight me to a draw at most. If I can hold them back, General Duan can still kill you."
Zhang Wuji sneered: "Miss Zhao, do you believe what you just said?"
Their eyes met for a long time, and then Zhao Min burst into laughter.
"General Duan, let's not get entangled with them, let's go..."
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Zhao Min and Duan Zihao flew away.
In fact, just now, Duan Zihao was also very unsure in his heart.
"Duan Zihao alone can hold Zhang Wuji back, but it is still quite difficult for Zhao Min to fight against Yang Xiao, Yin Yewang and Wei Yixiao alone. Just one mistake and she could die on the spot."
"Not getting entangled with it is the best choice."
When Yang Xiao and others wanted to chase after her, Zhang Wuji hurriedly said to them: "Don't get entangled with Zhao Min. The soldiers of Longcheng have already retreated. Let our soldiers retreat quickly, otherwise, when Zhao Min's reinforcements fall, no one will be able to escape."
Yang Xiao and others quickly took the order and left.
However, Zhang Wuji turned to Zhu'er and Han Zhao and said, "You two, go quickly and don't make me worry, okay?"
Zhu'er looked at Zhang Wuji's body covered with sword wounds and wanted to say something, but Zhang Wuji gave her a stern look: "Go away quickly, I can't die, don't make me worry about your safety."
Compared to Zhu'er's hesitation, Han Zhao on the side was much more sensible.
Han Zhao grabbed Zhu'er's arm and said, "Miss Zhu'er, let's go quickly. With our skills, it's useless for us to stay. Don't cause trouble for the young master."
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The Mingjiao soldiers fought and retreated, and they no longer wanted the advantage they currently had.
Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao and others were responsible for covering their retreat, but just as this group of Ming Cult soldiers began to retreat, Duan Zihao's army of more than 100,000 also chased after them.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to fight with him.
In just these two days, he had already suffered too many casualties in his troops. The current task was to quickly retreat to Jinyang and get rid of Zhao Min's pursuit.
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On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger met the spies that Yu Fei had left along the way shortly after leaving the battlefield.
At this moment, the two of them have already reunited with Yu Fei.
The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses that Yu Fei led were ambushed on two hillsides.
The route between the two valleys is the only way for Zhang Wuji to retreat.
Zhou Zhiruo's face was pale, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.
Yu Fei asked her, "Sister Zhou, can you still bear your injury? In my opinion, you should not wait for the young master here. You and my senior sister are both injured. I will send a team of people to protect you. You should retreat to Jinyang first."
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head: "I can't die. Zhang Wuji's troops haven't retreated here yet. When he falls, we'll leave together."
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