"You really don't want to leave?"

Hearing the girl's words, Ning Yi was slightly startled, then nodded calmly.

The girl smiled and thought to herself that it was indeed so.

Some time ago, when Ning Yi was reviewing government affairs with her, he would often reveal some inappropriate ideas.

These ideas would definitely not be tolerated by the Wu Dynasty, and only her Ba Dao Camp could tolerate them.

In other words, the other party's ideas coincide with Liu Xigua's philosophy of equality for all.

There is no other place in the world where Ning Yi can show off his skills better than the Tyrant Blade Camp...

Of course, in the past, these thoughts were just excuses from the girl, but today, she got confirmation from Zuo Yu's mouth, and the joy in her heart was immediately beyond words.

This is probably the best news I have heard in recent days...

As the girl thought this, she looked at Zuo Yu and the others with a smile.

"In that case, the three of you should stay here. Hangzhou is in a state of disrepair and needs more people. The Tyrant Saber Battalion is the most elite unit under the command of the Holy Lord. If you join the Tyrant Saber Battalion, you will surely be able to show your skills and join us in this great event!"

As she spoke, the girl turned to look at Ning Yi and asked uncertainly, "Is that what you said?"

Ning Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and nodded in response to the strange looks from Zuo Yu and the other two.

The girl then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zuo Yu and the other two without saying anything, as if she was waiting for their response.

Zuo Yu found it funny in his heart, but he still cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Commander Liu, for your appreciation. However, the three of us brothers are here for our fourth brother Li Heng, and we don't intend to join someone else's camp..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of many knife-wielding men in the hall darkened.

Many people put their hands on their waists, and the atmosphere became solemn and serious again.

The girl glanced at them and shouted coldly: "Back off!"

Many of the knife-wielding men lowered their arms. The girl turned to look at Zuo Yu and said softly, "With my temper, if it were any other day, I would definitely have to use this tyrant knife to talk to you. However, today I am in a very good mood. For the sake of the military advisor, if you brothers don't want to join me, then don't join me."

"It's just that you are not from our Tyrant Blade Camp, so it's inconvenient for you to travel outside. You'd better stay close to Military Advisor Ning and don't do anything to let him down, otherwise..."

Before she finished her words, the girl exerted force from her palms, and the desk in front of her broke in two.

Seeing this scene, Ning Yi's face darkened and he thought something was wrong. Just as he was about to speak to ease the atmosphere, Ye Zixun beside him put his arm around his shoulders.

"Second brother, I've already told you that in this place of bandits, why bother talking so much? In the end, you still have to use your fists to do the talking..."

Ye Zixun spoke with a smile while putting his arm around Ning Yi's shoulders and slowly putting on a pair of translucent silver gloves.

Zuo Yu beside him also sighed, the smile on his face faded, and he looked at the girl calmly and said, "Commander Liu, I think you probably misunderstood something. My brothers and I have traveled all over the world, but we have never relied on the face given by others..."

Hearing Zuo Yu's indifferent words, the girl couldn't help but frown.

A tall and thin man walked out from the crowd on both sides and sneered, "Zuo Yu, I have heard of the three of you brothers, but this is the territory of my Tyrant Blade Camp. There are no less than 800 elite members of the Tyrant Blade Camp outside the hall."

"No matter how arrogant you are, do you still want to fight against a thousand people alone and attack us?"

"Correction." Zuo Yu straightened his face and raised three fingers, saying, "It's three against eight hundred!"

"How brave!"

The tall and thin man laughed in anger, suddenly drew his sword, and strode forward: "Then let Du see whether the famous Blood Prince of Southeast Road is worthy of his name!"

“Swish, swish, swish——”

For a moment, the hall was filled with the sound of swords being drawn.

The girl frowned: "Don't hurt their lives!"

Seeing the tense situation in the hall, Ning Yi became anxious, but Ye Zixun, who had his arm around his shoulders, seemed to have restrained him in some way, making him unable to move or speak. He could only watch the tall and thin man chop towards Zuo Yu.

After staying in the Badao Camp for so many days, Ning Yi has some understanding of the masters in this camp.

The strongest is undoubtedly the village chief Liu Xigua, who inherited the name of his father 'Liu Dabiao'. Under him are the old village chief's eight direct disciples. The sixth disciple Gu Zaila died on the battlefield, and now there are only seven left of the eight.

These seven people were personally taught by the sword master Liu Dabiao, and all of them are experts in their own right.

And the 'Sky-piercing Blade' Du Sha in front of him is the eldest brother among the seven, and his strength ranks first.

When he made his move, Ning Yi admitted that he was actually a little unsure.

Although Lu Hongti told him that these three people were all peerless masters in the martial arts world, no matter how skilled the masters were, they would be more or less restrained when faced with these brave men rushing out on the battlefield and the subsequent situation of being surrounded by a large army.

But what he didn't expect was that Zuo Yu and others were actually fearless.

Du Sha, who was striding forward, had just swung the long sword in his hand when a black shadow hit his chest like lightning.

“Bang!”

With a dull thud, Du Sha flew backwards at a speed even faster than when he came, and crashed into the red-painted pillar behind him.

Li Yun took a step forward, holding a jet-black iron spear, and looked sternly at the girl holding the giant blade.

Zuo Yu rushed into the crowd on both sides with a graceful figure like a swimming dragon. He folded up the folding fan in his hand and used it like a ruler in the hand of a teacher, hitting everyone with a "crackling" sound, making them fall to the ground with bruises and swollen faces.

Ye Zixun put on his gloves, put his arm around Ning Yi's shoulders and said with a smile: "Don't panic, fourth brother. We brothers have traveled all over the country and have never been defeated. Let alone this small Tyrant Blade Camp, even if it is Fang La's army of hundreds of thousands, we can lead you to charge out!"

After saying that, Ye Zixun patted Ning Yi on the shoulder, turned around and joined the battle.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Yi regained his mobility. He first took a step behind Li Yun, and then turned to look at the battle group.

His two sworn brothers, who had just met by chance, were now handling more than thirty swordsmen in the hall with ease. Every time they swung their folding fans and fists, one of them would stagger and fall to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, half of the thirty-odd elite members of the Tyrant Blade Camp who had fought their way out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses lost their ability to move at the hands of the two men.

Ning Yi widened his eyes slightly and looked at Zuo Yu and Ye Zixun in shock.

He knew that these two men did not use the weapons they were best at.

Especially the 'Blood Prince' Zuo Yu. According to Lu Hongti, this man's swordsmanship is superb and he has reached the level of a master.

But now, he didn't even draw his sword, and with just a folding fan, he easily defeated more than a dozen masters of the Ba Dao Camp.

With the sounds of punches and kicks, more than 30 swordsmen in the hall were all knocked down by the two men within half a minute.

The unconscious bodies fell to the ground in layers.

The girl sitting on the big bed could no longer hold back. She stepped forward with a huge blade in her hand and fought with Li Yun, the eldest brother of the three.

However, the battle between these two people seemed a bit strange.

Even an amateur like Ning Yi could see that Li Yun was playing a trick on the girl and didn't seem to want to hurt her.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A huge sound of metal clashing was heard, and the huge blade of the Naba sword and the black iron spear collided three times in an instant.

The girl held the knife in both hands, her whole body stretched out, as if her body followed the knife's momentum and merged with the giant blade. She used the force of turning around and rushing forward to slash towards Li Yun's head.

Such momentum is invincible.

Ning Yi estimated that there were probably few people in this world who could withstand the deadly blow of such a big knife under inertia.

But Li Yun just blocked it.

Not only did he block the giant blade, but he also used the tip of a gun.

According to the principle of leverage, the force Li Yun was bearing at this time was much greater than that of the girl.

But even so, Li Yun still took the big knife lightly, and then turned the spear blade, and the force continued, pulling the giant blade to smash to the ground.

"boom!"

The giant blade smashed through the bricks and sank into the ground.

Li Yun turned his spear, and the spear body bent like a bow, and after accumulating force, it smashed towards the back of the knife.

The harsh sound of metal friction suddenly rang out, followed by a terrifying explosion of power.

In just a moment, a strong yet subtle force came, shaking away the girl's hands that were holding the handle of the knife.

Li Yun raised the tip of his spear, and the heavy sword flew up lightly, spinning in the air with a whistling sound, and smashed into the wall of the square with a bang like a large hidden weapon.

The girl took several steps back, raised her head suddenly, and looked at Li Yun with alert and fiery eyes.

At this time, Zuo Yu and Ye Zixun had also come over and stood beside Li Yun, looking at her with a smile.

"'Blood Prince' Zuo Yu, 'Liaoyuan Spear' Li Yun, 'Sky Thunder' Ye Zixun..."

"Who the hell are you?!"

"When did the three of you young Grandmasters appear in the martial arts world?"

The girl's clear and undisguised voice spread.

The solemnity contained in the words caused the elite members of the Tyrant Blade Camp who had heard the noise outside the hall to rush over to the scene to stop in their tracks. They looked with astonishment at their companions scattered all over the floor and the three figures standing in the hall.

Zuo Yu smiled but did not answer. Instead, he chuckled and asked, "Commander Liu, are you satisfied with this?"

"..." The girl was silent for a long time, then turned around, pulled out the giant blade from the wall, and waved her hand, "Let them go."

At this time, hundreds of elite members of the Ba Dao Camp holding long swords had gathered outside the hall.

Upon hearing the girl's words, more than a hundred elite soldiers from the Tyrant Blade Camp were suddenly in an uproar and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The girl looked at the more than 30 people who were lying unconscious in the hall, but whose chests were still rising and falling, and said calmly: "Three great masters, or sworn brothers who cooperate well with each other. If I want to capture you, I will have to pay with the lives of at least hundreds of brothers in my Tyrant Blade Camp."

"Besides, you are the military advisor's brothers. It would be more trouble than gain if we turned against you."

"Since you have such strength and have not harmed the lives of my brothers, let's just let this matter go... This small temple of Ba Daoying really can't accommodate three of you!"

Zuo Yu smiled and cupped his hands: "Commander Liu, thank you for your compliment."

Ye Zixun put his arm around Ning Yi's shoulders again, and gently waved his right hand with the silver glove on, grinning: "See, I told you, we brothers never give in... You have to get used to it in the future!"