A messenger waved a token arrow in his hand and rode towards the main camp at full speed.

  "What's wrong?"

  Someone asked loudly.

  "By order of His Majesty, I request an audience with Your Excellency."

  He looked at his clothes and carefully examined the token he held in his hand, an officer personally led him to the foot of the tower.

  Cheng Yinghao heard a noise and casually glanced at the stairs.

  He withdrew his gaze, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he looked back again. A glint of light flashed in his eyes as he shouted loudly: "Halt..."

  His loud roar instantly attracted everyone's attention.

  The officer who was walking up stopped in his tracks and said, "I am the messenger of General Wang Da, commander of the Wolf Troop, seeking an audience with the Commander-in-Chief."

  He had just finished speaking when he suddenly heard someone behind him say: "Sorry."

  Then a surge of great strength came and he involuntarily flew up, like a kite with its string cut off, flying straight towards the ancient road.

  The palm of the person behind him did not take his life, but only threw him far away. He was dancing in mid-air, and as he looked at the figure of Gu Dajun getting bigger and bigger in the corner of his eye, he involuntarily let out a cry of surprise.

  Suddenly, two palms almost simultaneously pressed on his shoulders, borrowing force to spin and resolve that force, making him heavily fall to the ground.

  The two were Cheng Jiali and Cheng Xiaoxiao, brothers who were among the top masters of the Cheng family.

  Although they dissipated the great force on that general's body, at the same time, they involuntarily took a small step back.

  "Haha......"

  A loud and hearty laugh came forth, and the messenger's figure was as swift as lightning, already climbing up the high tower.

  At this moment, everyone had already awakened and was on high alert. As soon as he stepped onto the tall tower, seven thick and unmatched palm winds came towards him.

  Although the seven of them had never trained together before, they only had one thought in mind - to take down this person with a single palm strike. This palm force was quite solid and its power was not to be underestimated.

  The face of the messenger soldier was expressionless, but in his heart he was quite regretful. If he could have climbed up to the high tower without being detected, he would have been able to kill Gu Dao Yan with one blow.

  But since it has caused a commotion among the people, then more effort will be needed.

  Facing the siege of seven top-notch masters who were as strong as a first-rate high-ranking official, even he did not dare to have any slight intention.

  His figure swayed back and forth, like a lily in the wind, shaking unsteadily.

  However, it was this kind of light and agile movement that completely dissipated the powerful palm wind.

  His figure flashed again, and in front of him was a flash of knife light. Cheng Yingtao had already drawn his sword and slashed down with a loud crash.

  The newcomer sneered and snapped his fingers, and Cheng Yingtao was like a thunderbolt, stumbling backward in a daze.

  He burst out laughing and was about to step forward when he suddenly retreated violently.

  "Whoosh..."

  Continuous sounds of machinery rose up, a cluster of arrows shot from where he had just stood, flew into the air and vanished.

  "Benefit intelligence."

  Cheng Yinghao pointed at the newcomer and shouted loudly.

  With a faint smile, Li Zhi looked at him and said: "Well done, Cheng Yinghao, how did you see through the crack?"

  "Your foot."

  Li Zhi lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh foolishly. The shoes on his feet were actually a pair of cloth shoes, and only then did he come to his senses.

  "For a moment's negligence, Brother Cheng is vigilant and clever, I admire him."

  His gaze shifted to the cylindrical object in Cheng Yinghao's hand and he asked, "What is this?"

  "Zhuge Liang's wooden ox."

  Cheng Yinghao was very cooperative and answered all questions.

  "Zhuge's repeating crossbow? Brother Cheng is indeed a great talent, to be able to invent such a thing." Lizi's intelligent gaze swept across the tower below, where those dark iron pipes were still spewing forth rays of light that represented death.

  "This was not what I thought of, but rather something made by Jiang Kongming of the Black Flag Army. Cheng merely borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and presented it as a grand gift to the nobility."

  Cheng Yinghao secretly let out a sigh of relief, and in just these few words, the Cheng family and several famous first-rate masters from the Southern Martial Arts world had already surrounded Gu Daozi.

  The purpose of Lizi's visit, although not explicitly stated, is something that anyone who isn't an idiot can guess.

  "Alas... what a Jiang Gongming indeed." Lizi let out a long sigh, and suddenly he lowered his head, saying: "Since you've all made your preparations, then I'll have to take action too."

  His body suddenly darted forward, as if he had two wheels on his feet, and swiftly slid over the smooth floor.

  Although most people here are much older than him and became famous much earlier, when they really face this young master of the new generation of Xiongnu, their hearts also rise with a hint of fear.

  The name of the grandmaster has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

  Moreover, they all knew one thing: when facing a master-level expert, having a large number of people was not necessarily useful.

  Unless it is a powerful group with an army as a unit, ordinary warriors will not only fail to play a role in the siege, but also cause a hindrance.

  At this moment, in front of Gu Dao Yan, nine people stood in a row, all of whom were renowned first-rate masters.

  Their goal is simple: to intercept with all their might and not let Lizhi succeed.

  Lizhi had just taken three steps forward when a gloomy voice suddenly rang out:

  "Jiali jiaxiao blocks the front, Zhang and Xu two brothers assist..."

  At once four men responded in unison, and their hands did not hold any weapons, because in this level of confrontation, having or not having a weapon was already an insignificant difference.

  Lizhi waved his hand and borrowed strength to dispel the combined force of the four.

  "First wave, launch..."

  The sound of the machine spring echoed again, and Lizi's expression changed slightly.

  For such a large number of top-notch players, although he felt a slight headache, he was not intimidated in his heart.

  However, Cheng Yinghao was extremely cautious with the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in his hand.

  That bow and arrow shot out by the machine, whether in speed or power, are far above those of ordinary archers, especially in today's close-range shooting, even a strong man like him does not dare to underestimate it.

  His figure retreated again, and in just a few breaths, he had already retreated and returned, launching another attack.

  However, the person who just spoke had an extraordinary gaze, as if he had rich experience in dealing with strong masters of the same level, and he continued to issue new orders calmly.

  Everyone under his command launched a neat and orderly attack and defense, which for the time being made Lizi helpless.

  Li Zhi was extremely surprised in his heart, this person's face was gloomy, but his words were powerful and forceful, every word hit the mark, the venomous gaze, among all those who had not yet reached the level of a master, this person should be ranked first.

  Suddenly, he thought of one person in his mind, and instantly understood that this person was Cheng Jia's current head, Cheng Jia Xing.

  Only he, with a generation of masters Cheng Xuanfeng daily, listening to teachings for decades, will have today's achievements.

  If Lizi is willing to die with Gudao, then he can ignore all obstacles and even if he is shot by thousands of arrows, he will still have the confidence to cut down Gudao.

  But fortunately for Cheng Yinghao, he doesn't seem to have such an idea at present.

  The old general's eyes never left the battlefield from start to finish, his gaze was deep and far-reaching, looking forward, issuing commands from time to time. His eyes had never looked back even once.

  It was as if this life-and-death battle that had erupted among these masters, who were powerful enough to shake the rivers and lakes, had nothing to do with him.

  Li Zhi charged three times in a row, but was forced back each time by Zhuge's divine crossbow.

  Behind Cheng Jia Sheng, there were fifteen men wearing gray tight-fitting clothes, each holding a small Zhuge crossbow in their hands.

  The crossbow arrows inside are specially made, and they are several times smaller than ordinary bows and arrows. However, after being amplified by the mechanical power, their power is much stronger than the arrows shot by ordinary archers.

  One Zhuge divine crossbow can fire five small arrows in a row, every time Cheng Jiaxuan gives an order.

  Five people simultaneously pressed the mechanism, and twenty-five short arrows whizzed in.

  Even with clever abilities, one would not dare to treat these short arrows as if they were invisible when facing the siege of many skilled opponents.

  After a round of arrow rain, the Han men immediately lowered their heads and took out a row of quivers from their bags. Their movements were extremely familiar, and they quickly replaced them.

  Fifteen people were divided into three groups, taking turns shooting, one after another.

  Li Zhi was quite annoyed in his heart, but the power of these new-style weapons was beyond his expectation.

  Just as he was about to make his fourth charge, he suddenly felt something unusual beside him. He glanced sideways and saw that it was the officer who had led him up the high tower earlier, now opening his arms wide and embracing him.

  At once I understood that this man must have been harboring a guilty conscience and had entertained the thought of certain death, wanting to delay his own actions.

  He changed his mind and didn't dodge, just letting him hold him tightly like that.

  The officer was overjoyed and tightly grasped his arms, shouting: "Release the arrow..."

  "Let go..."

  Cheng Jia Sheng's voice also carried a hint of doubt, but he still gave the order to fire.

  Dozens of short arrows whizzed towards Lizi, and with his limited mobility, he was about to be injured on the spot.

  A ridiculous feeling surged in everyone's heart, and they faintly felt a hint of inappropriateness.

  They all thought the same thing in their hearts: how could a grandmaster actually be held down by an ordinary martial artist?

  Just as they were stunned and uncertain, a strange change suddenly occurred.

  Lizhi didn't dodge, instead he charged forward into the rain of arrows.

  "No good..." Cheng Yinghao shouted angrily, he immediately thought of Lizi's plan, but it was already too late to stop.

  With a flick of his wrist, Li Zhi used some unknown technique and the officer's hands, which had been tightly clasped together, suddenly went limp and fell to his sides.

  Lizhi grabbed his neck and suddenly swung it around like a hula hoop.

  Dozens of short arrows all entered his body, not one remaining. His eyes were wide open, and he didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before being shot full of holes like a sieve.

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