On the hill on the right, twelve people slowly walked out.
They were all Martial Emperors, representing certain righteous sects and imperial forces.
On the hill on the right side, there were more than fifty people standing.
They were all Emperor Wu masters and belonged to various sects of the Demonic Path.
Both good and evil are gathered here, all for Zhao Yufan.
Some people want to kill him, and naturally some people want to save him.
The battle is about to break out.
Under the sweep of the strange swordsman's ten-meter giant sword, the surrounding trees were broken and people were turned upside down.
Then he maintained one movement, which was to chop down.
Jiu Shiba was even more powerful.
He broke a jar of wine and made all the soldiers drunk.
The white papers of Baishan layman fell down one after another, like white snow, cutting everyone's body sharply.
The Jueling Swordsman was responsible for dealing with Emperor Wu.
The two stared at each other silently, neither of them taking action.
After the two sides fought for nearly a few minutes, Zhao Yufan was still in the prison car.
Although there were countless people who could simply break the prison car with knives, no one did so.
It seemed that they were not here to save Zhao Yufan, but to kill him.
As the fighting unfolded, Zhao Yufan seemed to have become air, and no one paid any attention to him.
His rescuers seemed to want to kill Wang Xing and others, but Wang Xing and others gathered together and continued to resist.
Looking at the wooden prison car, Zhao Yufan curled his lips and watched the corpses fall indifferently, with a slightly sad expression.
In fact, he could come out on his own, but he has been waiting for someone to rescue him.
After a while, Emperor Wu who was escorting Zhao Yufan glanced behind him, shook his head silently, and sighed: "Let's go."
Wang Xing and others left without saying a word or even glancing at Zhao Yufan.
The Jueling Swordsman walked up to Zhao Yufan, stared at him for a moment, and asked, "Come out."
Zhao Yufan did not come out, but sat in the prison car and asked: "You are rescuing me, shouldn't you open the prison car?"
"Little guy, forget it, you should know that we are not saving you, but using you."
Jiu Shiba took a sip of wine and said with a smile.
Zhao Yufan's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said grimly: "Then I will also thank you."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to crush the wooden stake and walked out indifferently.
"Don't you say a word of thanks?"
a Martial Emperor asked with a frown.
Glancing at the Martial Emperor, Zhao Yufan said indifferently: "Do you want to hear thank you?
The reason why you saved me is just to make me an enemy of the righteous way, completely break with the righteous way, and at the same time provoke a war between good and evil.
What's more?
Of course, if you save me, you will also gain countless benefits through me intensifying the internal strife in the Zhengdao Sect.”
After speaking, Zhao Yufan moved forward silently.
The moment he jumped into the jungle, he finally said: "Thank you, I will not forget this."
Soon, news of Zhao Yufan's escape spread.
The rumor goes like this: Zhao Yufan colluded with the devil, ambushed Wu Hongshan, attacked the escort team, and killed more than a thousand people.
The real thing is: the devil rescued Zhao Yufan, and Zhao Yufan left alone.
In this battle, both sides suffered more than 500 casualties.
The truth of the matter is not important.
What is important is that Zhao Yufan did not die.
This is a big blow to many people, such as the people of Qinglan Sect, Frozen Imperial City, Sword God Sect, Zuo Xiangfu, and Xingju Pavilion.
They are all extremely angry and resentful.
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After all the efforts, Zhao Yufan did not die after all.
And if Zhao Yufan is not dead, there will be issues of interest.
Various forces have targeted Zhao Yufan, not only because Zhao Yufan is threatening, but also because some people have promised a large amount of benefits.
But now that Zhao Yufan is not dead, those who promised benefits feel that they will suffer a loss if they give them benefits, so they want to reduce their benefits. benefits, but those who receive the benefits feel that their benefits are reduced, which is a disadvantage.
This kind of thing happens often, and no force will care about this kind of thing face to face, but cracks have already appeared between the various forces.
This crack will slowly spread as some things develop, and finally explode completely.
Zhao Yufan hid in Wu Hongshan for several days, wondering about some things.
Who put the poison in the envelope?
Who killed thousands of soldiers in Lingyuan Town?
Who wanted to kill him?
It was too difficult to find out what was going on.
Much more.
His only clue now is Prime Minister Zuo, because it is Prime Minister Zuo who wants to escort him to Kyoto, so it must be related to him at this time.
As for Qinglan Sect and others, although they want to kill themselves, they cannot use this method to harm themselves. .
After traveling through mountains and rivers, Zhao Yufan rushed to Kyoto unhurriedly.
As far as he knew, it would be Prime Minister Zuo's birthday in a few days.
When he sneaked into Zuo Xiang's mansion, he might be able to find clues.
Zhao Yufan was speeding through the jungle.
When he encountered monsters on the road, he would stop for a moment and fight with them.
At this time, in front of him was an iron-armed ape.
The iron-armed ape is about the same size as a human being, has immense strength, has iron-like arms, is covered in yellow hair, and has a tail.
With a roar, the iron-armed ape waved his arms and hit Zhao Yufan hard.
Zhao Yufan did not hide, but faced him.
With a muffled sound of "bang", Zhao Yufan took a few steps back with a surprised look on his face, thinking in his heart.
He was indeed an iron-armed ape.
His arms were really strong.
Even with a body as terrifying as his own, he could not compete head-on with its iron arms.
The iron-armed ape realized that the humans in front of him could not defeat him, so he grinned, looking very funny.
Rolling his eyes, Zhao Yufan used his eagle claw technique to pounce on the iron-armed ape.
The iron-armed ape was confident, roared angrily, danced its arms, and rushed over.
This time, before the iron-armed ape's arms hit the human in front of him, he felt severe pain in his right arm.
He quickly took a few steps back, glanced at the swollen right arm, turned around and ran away.
Shrugging, Zhao Yufan curled his lips and smiled.
This iron-walled ape was really smart.
It would run away if it couldn't be beaten.
It was indeed very similar to humans, but it was very strong.
Even using the Eagle Claw Technique, it could not penetrate his iron-like arms. .
Originally he wanted to leave directly, but the moment he turned his head, he found a black shadow flashing behind him.
He frowned slightly and walked towards the black shadow attentively.
The black shadow jumped back and forth among the grass.
It noticed that Zhao Yufan was coming here.
Not only was he not afraid, but he jumped even harder, as if he was provoking him.
Just when Zhao Yufan was about to approach the black shadow, hundreds of iron-armed apes suddenly appeared around him.
These iron-armed apes have varying levels of cultivation.
The strongest among them is the Martial King.
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There are more than a dozen with the Martial King cultivation level, and there are even dozens with the Wujun level.
Among them, the iron-armed ape who just fought with Zhao Yufan is also among them, and He also pointed at Zhao Yufan and shouted randomly, as if to say: It's him, it's him.
Zhao Yufan looked at the iron-armed monkeys surrounding him in astonishment, and thought to himself, these monkeys are really extraordinary, they actually know how to lure him into their ambush.
The iron-armed apes were menacing, with fierce looks in their eyes.
Some were holding sharp rocks, some were holding sticks, and some were even holding swords.
Depending on the situation, they want to give the human in front of them a hard lesson
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