Yang Yifei said goodbye to Xu Gui, and asked Heifeng to follow him, then killed him in the direction of Zhao Kuang. He had promised Meng Yi that he would take Zhao Kuang's head back.

Wherever Yang Yifei passed, a battle group that was obviously crowded was exposed, and the rebel soldiers were constantly being shot with pistols.

But he did not fire continuously and forcefully open a road with a pistol. That was too obvious. He just cleared up enough space for himself to use his magical movements to ease his versatile steps. On the surface, he still relies on the bronze short sword in his hand.

"General Yang."

Yang Yifei was moving among the crowd and constantly striking out of the battle group. A cavalry suddenly rushed over and looked up and it was Meng Jie.

Originally, he was fighting on the ground, but Meng Jieben couldn't find his place. He didn't determine his position until he saw Hei Feng and rushed over.

"General Meng, you..."

Yang Yifei was about to speak, but Meng Jie said anxiously: "It is the Prime Minister who wants to murder the general and stop you from bringing the elixir back. The only way behind our army is, follow me quickly."

Yang Yifei leaned back and a spear rubbed against his chest and stabbed him. As soon as he slid, he approached the rebel soldier on the side. He stabbed his throat with a backhand sword, then grabbed his body and used it as a shield to block the stabbing of several other spears.

"General Meng, I appreciate your kindness, but do you really think there is an exit behind you? Look at the array around you, how could Zhao Kuang leave such a big flaw?"

Meng Jie turned around when he heard this, and his face suddenly changed. However, he saw the archers and cavalry troops under Zhao Kuang were swimming around his array.

He finally understood that Zhao Kuang had plotted himself from the beginning, and he had never trusted him at all. Where did the other 20,000 troops go, he had an answer in his heart.

Yang Yifei rushed towards Zhao Kuang without looking back, shouting: "General Meng, protect yourself and General Xu, I will kill Zhao Kuang now. Once Zhao Kuang dies, the rebels will defeat themselves without attacking."

"What?" Meng Jie looked at Yang Yifei's back in disbelief. There was at least one guard guard beside Zhao Kuang, and he was on a high place and was condescending. Even if he could kill the siege, how could he be able to kill Zhao Kuang?

However, the only way to break the deadlock is to kill Zhao Kuang. If Zhao Kuang does not die, not only will Yang Yifei be chased by the army and cannot return safely with the elixir, but the ten thousand soldiers under Xu Gui, as well as himself and his confidants, will definitely not survive.

Meng Jie remembered the rumors about Yang Yifei's invincible skill that was circulated in the army, and his eyes showed hope.

In this situation, the courage of ten thousand men is useless, and it can even be said to be sure of death, but the invincible skill of ten thousand men has a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Meng Jie no longer thought about it, turned his head and went to find Xu Gui. Unfortunately, when he found Xu Gui, Xu Gui had several spears inserted into his body and died of anger.

He had to pull off the green cloak behind him and take off Xu Gui's red cloak and tie it. Because he didn't do this, the soldiers under Xu Gui's command wanted to attack him, and he wanted to kill the rebel soldiers, so the rebel soldiers naturally had to attack him. In this way, he would be invincible inside and outside, and he would be full of enemies.

However, Yang Yifei rushed left and right in the battle group, and soon broke through the melee and entered the part of the periphery where there were only rebels.

At this time, he no longer had to worry about hurting his own person by mistake and used a single shot. He switched to a continuous shot state with his left hand pistol, and shot in front of him. At the same time, his footsteps were constantly changing, and his footwork was shaking left and right at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch at a close range.

There was always a two-meter-wide passage ahead of him, and the black wind followed him with almost no obstacles.

Zhao Kuang, standing on the hillside, was confused and frightened. He didn't understand why Yang Yifei passed by, and the soldiers fell to the ground before they even contacted him.

Because the distance was too far, Yang Yifei deliberately hid it, and he kept moving at high speed, so he naturally couldn't notice Yang Yifei's pistol tucked around his waist.

Not to mention him, even the rebel soldiers so close to Yang Yifei couldn't understand why the robes had some bloody flowers exploded on their bodies and fell to the ground.

Finally, they finally thought of witchcraft, and a sense of fear arose in their hearts.

"Those who block me will die." Yang Yifei ran forward and shouted angrily, while shooting the enemy blocking him into a sieve.

The rebel soldiers finally became frightened and did not dare to move up. When Yang Yifei fought out a bloody path, many soldiers under Xu Gui followed Heifeng.

The rebel soldiers did not dare to stop Yang Yifei anymore, so they surrounded and killed the soldiers of Xu Gui's army. They also understood this principle.

Yang Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, the enemy no longer took the initiative to stop him, and he quickly broke through the siege, and his eyes met Zhao Kuang's inexplicable gaze.

At this time, Yang Yifei had already put away his pistol, and the bronze short sword was inserted back into his waist, took off the longbow from his shoulder, pinched an arrow, and roared at Zhao Kuang: "Zhao Kuang, today I, Yang Yifei, won't kill you, I will not be a human being."

When Zhao Kuang saw Yang Yifei holding the arrow, he did not hesitate at all. He turned around and left behind, disappeared behind the hillside, leaving only one sentence in the air: "Then you are destined to be a human being. If you have the courage, you will chase me. I'll wait for you to kill."

Yang Yifei sneered, turned around and stroked Heifeng's horse's face, regardless of whether it could understand or not, and pointed to the road when they came: "Heifeng, if you walk from here, I will catch up with you, drive."

After saying that, Yang Yifei slapped Heifeng on the buttocks. Although Heifeng couldn't understand his words, he could understand his movements. He also understood what the word "日" meant. He immediately stepped on his four hooves and ran towards the road he came.

Yang Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, at least he saved the life of Meng Yi, the horse. Then Yang Yifei quickly walked around the hillside and rushed up the slightly slower slope on the side.

Zhao Kuang and his guards are naturally no longer on the hillside. The terrain of the hillside is not flat and is not suitable for array formation. If it is a melee, with Yang Yifei's amazing martial arts, he might really succeed.

Therefore, Zhao Kuang went down the mountain decisively, intending to reach a flat land and set up a formation. He wanted to see how the other party killed him.

Yang Yifei looked at the soldiers at the back of Zhao Kuang's guards and disappeared at the corner of a road below. He looked at the surrounding terrain and a cold smile appeared on his face.

He used his light skills and ran along the ridge to the direction where Zhao Kuang left, but did not go down the mountain. He was not a fool. He really pursued two thousand troops with his own strength. What's more, if nothing unexpected happens, there are still 20,000 troops waiting in front!

Sure enough, after running for about three miles, Yang Yifei, who was on the mountain, saw that a large number of people were ambushed on the road towards the dunes below, and even a crossbow was installed. If he followed Zhao Kuang to pursue him, he would probably die with a rhythm.

There were also a large number of soldiers under Zhao Kuang guarding the mountain. When they saw Yang Yifei, they raised their shields and rushed towards him with spears.

Yang Yifei sneered and flipped his hand, and a thunderbolt bullet had appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!