Chapter 233 How can you be sure that I am her?
Chu Jin was shocked.
It seems that Helian Feng has never given up the idea of capturing Zisha. Is he worried about her own feelings and letting her go?
On the other hand, Manluo, with several poison needles clenched in her fingertips, stared at Helian Feng and smiled nonchalantly:
"Zisha has a thousand faces, how can you be so sure that I am her?"
The smile in Helian Feng's eyes gradually froze:
"I hate guessing riddles the most in my life. If I invite you back, won't you know?"
"Then we have to see what Prince Tianqi is capable of!"
As Manluo was speaking, she suddenly raised her arm and several poisonous needles shot out towards Helian Feng's face, but at the moment of attack, they were deflected by Helian Feng's sleeve.
He sneered and waved his hand:
"Shoot!"
The three hundred guards received the order and fired their crossbows at the same time, breaking through the air and covering the few people like a rain of arrows.
Xuan Lie quickly used his golden knife to deflect the arrows, while the secret guards formed a shield wall, protecting the poisoned Xuan Yue in the center.
Manluo fought alone, the sword in her hand dancing like flying, looking very dangerous.
Chu Jin's heart suddenly tightened as he watched a crossbow arrow brush past Manluo's hair.
She threw out the poison powder with her backhand, causing a cough among the guards.
"Xuan Huang, take the princess and leave first!"
Xuan Lie understood and retreated with Xuan Yue, but was met by a new wave of Apocalypse secret guards.
Chu Jin glanced at Helian Feng, whose face was as gloomy as water, and unconsciously lowered his voice:
"Your Highness, shouldn't we capture some people alive before threatening Beicang to withdraw its troops?"
A cold light flashed in Helian Feng's eyes:
"Capturing them alive is easier said than done. If they resist fiercely, we'll have no choice but to kill them. If the Northern Cang Emperor dies in Yandu, the Northern Cang will be leaderless. How can we be afraid that they won't retreat?"
“…”
Chu Jin was speechless.
However, his eyes were still fixed on the battlefield, locked on the graceful woman in purple.
As the encirclement got smaller and smaller, two or three Beicang secret guards were killed by bows and crossbows.
At this critical moment, the sound of clothes breaking in the wind suddenly came from the distance, and then dozens of black shadows jumped down from the roof like night owls. In the blink of an eye, they came from all directions, waving sharp blades in their hands and blood flying.
For a moment, the archers' formation was in chaos.
Everyone was shocked and looked back, only to see the leader with a bronze mask on his face, brandishing his sword like the roar of a tiger or a dragon. At his side, two men in black followed closely, their movements were also extremely swift, and in a flash they chopped down more than a dozen of Helian Feng's secret guards.
When Manluo saw the bronze pattern on the leading man's mask, she jumped to his side and whispered:
“Master!”
She knew that the person who saved him was her mentor, Zhu Yin, who taught her the art of poison.
"Hmm!" Zhu Yin snorted coldly, but the sword blade accurately cut off the crossbow arrow shot at her.
The two people behind Zhu Yin made a gesture to Manluo. Manluo recognized that they were Han Xiao and Mo Ren.
Helian Feng stared at the bronze mask on Zhu Yin's face for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the last time his sister Helian Shu was in danger at the wild grave mound, it was also a man wearing a bronze mask who rescued her. But this time, this man helped Zi Sha and Xuan Lie. Is he an enemy or a friend?
He turned to look at Chu Jin:
"Ah Jin, that bandit leader is quite skilled in martial arts. Go up and hold him off for a while. Ideally, take off his mask!"
Chu Jin obeyed the order and leaped into the battle group, using his sword to pick at the mask on Zhu Yin's face:
"Let me see who you are, pretending to be a ghost!"
Zhu Yin spun around to avoid the attack and swung his sword to block.
Chu Jin showed mercy to Manluo but was ruthless to others. He used the "Soul-Bewitching Sand" and in the yellow mist, Zhu Yin retreated several steps.
Then, Chu Jin kicked a broken stake from the ground, and taking advantage of the flying wood chips, he thrust his sword straight into the opponent's jaw.
Zhu Yin dodged sideways, raised his hand to block the long sword in Chu Jin's hand, and smiled coldly: "The Poison King Chu Jin, his reputation is well-deserved. Chu Shang really has a good son who strives for success. He can die with peace of mind!"
Chu Jin was stunned. Who on earth was this person? He actually knew his father, Chu Shang. It seemed he had to capture him and see his true face!
After thinking about it, Chu Jin shook his sleeves, and the red-chained snake rushed out with its blood-red head raised. The saliva on its fangs dripped onto the green bricks and smoked.
Zhu Yin waved his sleeve and threw out anti-poison powder, but the snake did not retreat but advanced. Zhu Yin swung his knife to chop at the snake's head, but the little snake quickly dodged it and grabbed Zhu Yin's arm at lightning speed.
Manluo screamed and was about to step forward, but she saw Zhuyin curling his lips and smiling. At the moment when the red-chained snake was about to bite, he stretched out his big hand, quickly pinched the red-chained snake's seven inches, and slammed it against the tree trunk. The little snake was broken into several pieces by this great force.
Chu Jin was furious and rushed forward with his sword. Zhu Yin was not to be outdone and attacked Chu Jin in the face with several poisoned plum blossom needles.
Chu Jin didn't dodge, but waved his sleeve to block it. His long sword stabbed at him, but there was a hint of hostility in his eyes:
"I know who you are! In this world, besides our Chu family father and son, the only one who dares to catch the Red Chain Snake with bare hands is you—Nanjiang Siming, Zhu Yin! It was you who stole our Chu family's Five Poisons Sutra back then!"
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