Great World of Magic Cube

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Although the people of Huashan School are insignificant and invincible because of the reasons of Huashan Er Lao, they are not the people who are being assassinated. The consequences of unskilled business can be imagined. Shortly after rushing into the interior of the Yuan army, the disappearance of a disciple’s mistakes led to the siege of the soldiers.

"What happened to the back team." Ito Shun asked the officer next to him.

"The obituary is the team of the Huashan faction who raided the team and was discovered by the guards. At present, it is being captured."

"Well." Ito became nodded and turned to say to the Asian night around him. "You go to the team to help you. The Huashan faction is awkward, but the martial arts are not weak. position."

"Okay." Asia nodded noddedly, with two or three soldiers leaning against the team.

After Arya arrived, I carefully observed the Huashan faction who was surrounded by the soldiers. After a few words in the ears of the soldiers he brought, he jumped off the horse and turned into the crowd. From time to time, he cleaned the door of the Huashan disciple. .

Slowly, the situation of the back team gradually began to change. Because the Huashan disciple was attacked and killed by the Asian Nights, the number of Huashan factions was greatly reduced, and the few sneak attackers directly turned into two or three kittens. However, Huashan Er Lao did not pay attention to the disciples. He only took care of his life and killed them. When they killed another soldier, they suddenly found out that several of them were surrounded by the group. Outside the encirclement, several teams rode their bows on the horse. The hand pulls the bow in the hand into a full moon, and the cold arrow is aimed at the surrounded Huashan and others.

"Masters are stunned, how to do it." The younger brother of Huashan Er Laozhong whispered in the ear of the master.

"How can I do it, rushing." The master whispered aloud and then screamed. The remaining Huashan disciples in the week immediately rushed toward the soldiers in front of them, but in contrast, Huashan Er Lao, after waiting for the disciples to run in front of them, quickly turned to the opposite direction.

A glimpse of this sudden change, missed the opportunity to block the two old Huashan, only a knife of the Asian night cold cut to the second child of Huashan two old, leaving a deep wound, Huashan two old almost lossless Rushed out. As for the disciples who left behind, a more powerful survival instinct broke out under the mood of despair, and the soldiers surrounded by it were a savage, and they actually achieved good results.

After cleaning up all the Huashan disciples, the soldiers of the rear team simply dealt with the battlefield, and part of the special warning was around. The rest returned to the beginning and waited for Ito’s command to wait for the attack.

"Huashan two old escaped." Asia night returned to Ito's side, some depressed said.

"It doesn't matter, only the two sinister things can't make any climate, and they don't have many of them." Ito said faintly.

Looking at the troops that gradually advanced to the empty mountain gate, Ito became a wave, and immediately a group of new forces joined the army and accelerated to the air school.

"Report, adults." At this time, one of the horses came to the front of Ito, and said, "There are a group of people who are approaching 500 miles away from the army. It looks like the troops of the King of Xiangyang. ""

"The troops of the Xiangyang King? The troops of the Xiangyang King are not all in the Hebei Province. How come this is coming." Ito became a frown and frowned.

Next to a slightly stunned officer hesitated and said, "Adult, remember that the small county magistrate of the Xiangyang Wang family took a group of troops out to Beijing to go to the Western Regions, isn't it..."

"Zhao Min?" Ito became an eyebrow and said something.

"Yes, it seems like the Chinese name is called this." The officer nodded and said nod.

"Yes, it's really possible for her." Ito Cheng thought for a moment and nodded. He appreciatively looked at the officer next to him and looked at the horse.

"Yes." The horse was ordered, and the horse quickly disappeared into sight.

"Zhao Min, Zhao Min, it should be because of my actions that affect her plan, so she can't change, just don't know why she is here." Ito Cheng secretly thought.

The speed of five hundred miles is far from being said, and it is not close. But for Zhao Min’s troops, this distance is really nothing. The troops here have not yet entered the mountain gate of the empty school. Zhao Min has taken the lead with dozens of horses and horses and several rivers and lakes masters to come to the banner of Ito.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaomin?" Yi Tengcheng looked at Zhao Min, a female companion, and smiled.

The acquaintance between Ito and Zhao Min is still very dramatic. At the beginning, Zhao Min’s name of wisdom was widely spread among the Mongolian aristocrats, and he often made a plan for his father, Xiangyang Wang. This caused Xiao Zhaomin, a child, to be very proud. So when the mysterious appearance of Ito Shun and the subsequent impact on the Yuan Dynasty a few years ago caused Zhaomin's attention, then he used his identity to quietly explore, and finally was sent to the translation hall by Yi Tengcheng and Ya night.

I haven’t seen any changes in face in the past five years. Like the demon guy, Zhao Min’s face flashed for a moment of depression, and then re-hanged his smile and said, “I have seen Yi Daren.”

Ito nodded and chuckled. "Xiao Zhaomin came to me this time because of what."

"Of course, it is for the actions of the Iraqi people." Zhao Min asked Ito as a question, and did not hide it, and said directly.

"Oh?" Ito Cheng deliberately raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Min. There was a momentum of anger and disappointment on his face.

"Because the actions of the Iraqi people have destroyed my plan." Zhao Min is still familiar with Ito, so he does not care about the face that Ito Cheng deliberately said.

"What plan to listen to." Ito Cheng looked at Zhao Min with interest.

"I was originally prepared to use the relationship between the six major schools and the Mingjiao, and then promoted the situation of the six major schools to besiege Guangmingding. When they were both defeated, they would be able to wipe them all out. But..." Zhao Min said that he saw two eyes on it. Continued, "Because of the sudden action of the Iraqi people, I directly disrupted my plan. Now the strength of Guangmingding is still strong, but the six major factions are excluded from the Wudang who do not know why, and the other factions are almost destroyed by the Iraqi people. I have to change some plans to achieve the goal of clearing these rebellions."

"Is it still blaming me?" Ito became faint.

"Don't dare." Zhao Min will not admit it. Although he is still familiar with Ito, he is still familiar with the temperament of the other party. If he really picks up something, he or himself can represent the Fuyang Wangfu. There is trouble.

"Well, what are you going to do?" asked Ito.

"With the Iraqi people, all efforts will clear this rebellion." Zhao Min replied crisply and neatly.

"That would like to thank Xiao Zhaomin." Ito Cheng smiled and said casually, "Sweet Wen Zhao is surrounded by strange people, and I don't know if I can open my eyes."

"Of course." Zhao Min felt a sigh of relief and immediately laughed. Turning around and saying a few words to the people around the old man, then the old men immediately jumped out and mixed into the soldiers and rushed toward the empty school.

Yi Tengcheng looked at Zhao Min’s performance and smiled at the bottom of his heart. “The wise man thinks a lot...”

With the addition of these powerful new forces, the defense of the empty school was almost immediately pierced, and a large number of soldiers poured into the empty school from the mountain gate, and the disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, and the empty scorpion Teared it up. And the masters who looked like the old man immediately found a few heads to fight.

"Sure enough, it is a master." Ito Cheng smiled.

"Where, compared to adults, they are really not a master." Zhao Min said. Although she also saw the martial arts of Ito, but at that time was a child, where is the difference that is powerful and not powerful? It is said that Ito is more powerful than the people under her, just flattering, and by the way, I am afraid of pulling something out.

As time passed, the red clouds glowed on the horizon, and the red light shone on the ground, adding a warm layer to the cold bodies, adding a touch of artistic color.

The battle was completely over half an hour ago. In the empty school, in addition to Shaolin, Emei, and the heads of the three factions of Huashan, with a few disciples to escape, the head of the empty school sent to death, most of the empty disciples were killed, and the blood directly smashed the ground of the mountain gate. Blood washed again.

After probably tidying up the empty school, Ito Cheng took the Asian Night and several officers, and together with Zhao Min, several people entered the empty school.

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