Chapter 212: Night battle

Now outside the prison, there is really a group of people watching. These people are from the Zhang family in the southern province of China, and the purpose is to kill Zhang Wenchang.
This time the team leader is a master of the Zhang family’s younger generation. Zhang Qing, also from Baiyun Valley, looked at the prison with his back on his back. He sighed and said,
The original choice itself was a mistake. It really made us provoke us. Someone to provoke."
Zhang Yong whispered from the side: "The reason why the family found you this time is because they hoped to be able to win a blow. No one thought it would be like this."
Zhang Qing said in a low voice: "Then Zhao Yiming is now a standard man in Baiyun Valley. Not only is he extraordinary, but he has a very high status. You also know that I am in the Chang family and have a close relationship with the Chang family.
I got news from him. Everyone has confirmed that Wu Guangtian, the elder of the inner gate of the first level of the master, died in his hands. No matter what method he used, this combat power is beyond my reach. "
Zhang Xin was born in Xuantian Sword Sect, and he also whispered: "I am more worried about Senior Brother Jian Chenzi. He is definitely a talented man. I have seen him use sword once, and I even fought him. There is no courage."
Zhang Qing sighed again and said: "I didn't expect Zhao Yiming to come back so quickly, so we must not let him ask Zhang Wenchang, in case we were exposed, how would you let us face these two geniuses."
Zhang Xin nodded and said, "I think tonight is the best time to act. Zhao Yiming just came back today. I shouldn't have thought that we will do it and must make a quick fight." The other two nodded when they heard this.
Rongcheng's head catcher and iron hand, Nie Qing, is also quite a kung fu, because Luo Jianxiang has been kind to him before, so he has been by his side.
He told his subordinates: "I must cheer me up tonight, and there should be no shortcomings. Tomorrow Wangye Zhao will come to interrogate Zhang Wenchang, do you understand?"
Zhang Wenchang sat in the cell, looked up at Nie Qing and said, "I don't know who Wangye Nie is talking about, why do you want to interrogate me?"
Nie Qing sneered and said, "Wang Ye is the famous Baiyungu true disciple Zhao Yiming. As for why he wants to interrogate you, don't you know yourself?"
Zhang Wenchang was surprised in his heart, but his face was very calm and said: "It turned out to be that trash, who did I think it was?"
Nie Qingxiao looked at him with interest and said, "You should be the first person to say that the true disciple of Baiyun Valley is a trash. If they are trash, then you are something."
Zhang Wenchang was silent, thinking in his own mind that the Zhang family should do something, but if they save themselves, they will kill themselves. I am afraid it will be the latter.
Zhao Yiming looked at Zhou Xiyao and said, "For a while, you are mainly helping me to scavenge the formation. Don't enter the real fighting state. By the way, help me look at the prisoner so that I won't be killed by others."
Zhou Xiyao said indifferently: "Whatever you say, it will be fine, but are you sure to deal with those people?"
Zhao Yiming snorted coldly from his nose and said, "It's just some clowns who are just jumping beams. I must let them know how good I am."
Zhou Xiyao touched Zhao Yiming with her hand, and slammed her mouth downwards, and saw dozens of people in black, touching towards the cell.
Zhao Yiming didn't have the habit of reminding others. He drew out the black bow he had originally, bent the bow with arrows, swished and shot several arrows, each arrow hit the back of a man in black.
The man in black didn't expect to suffer such a sudden blow, and he couldn't help screaming, which also alarmed the guard inside and lit a torch for a while.
Zhou Xiyao grabbed a few tiles at random, crushed them into pieces with her hands, raised her hands and beat them out, the man in black fell directly halfway down, and then she moved into the prison.
As soon as Zhang Qing saw that this matter had been exposed, he immediately shouted: "Brothers follow me and must save the Patriarch." He also put a smoke bomb at this time to make others mistakenly think that they are under Zhang's family.
Zhang Yong slapped both palms, sending out two flames, hitting the cell door hard, blowing the cell door to pieces, and then rushed in. But as soon as he rushed in, he saw a person hitting him with one palm, and two people had a pair of palms. He thumped back several steps.
Nie Qing also felt his palms feel hot for a while, and sternly shouted: "You are the palm of the flame, are you from the Clear Sky School."
Zhang Yong smiled and said: "There are so many people who know the palm of fire, where can you guess it? Get out of me if you know, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
Nie Qing raised his head and laughed and said, "Then I want to see how cruel and ruthless you little thief is, you can pick me up again." The two shot a ball in an instant.
As soon as Zhang Qing and the two were about to rush into the prison, they saw a biting sword air as their heads were covered, and the two flashed to the sides, and they saw Zhao Yiming carrying the green wave knife and standing in front of them.
Zhang Xin took a deep breath and said, "I'll deal with him, you quickly go in and save the family master." With a swing of the long sword in his hand, he slashed with a heavy sword.
Zhao Yiming waved the knife one block, and the two of them took two steps back. Zhang Qing seized the opportunity, got into the gap, and ran all the way to the prison.
Zhao Yiming didn't take it seriously. He looked at Zhang Xin with blinking eyes and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the epee technique of the Xuantian Sword Sect. To say that someone like you would be Zhang Wenchang. Man, you really put gold on his face."
Zhang Xin remained silent, threw out the long sword in his hand, and then took out an epee without reservation, and immediately rushed forward.
This epee technique speaks of a heavy word, every blow is full of power, as if it can open a monument and crack a stone, and the people who press it are out of breath.
Zhao Yiming was referring to the string-breaking knife technique this time. The moves were fierce and unusual. Each move only took the opponent's head, trying to cut the opponent in two.
Zhang Xin was only a Huayuan triple realm cultivation base, and he was far from Zhao Yiming. Although he tried desperately to attack more than a dozen moves, his backing was inadequate.
Zhao Yiming seized this opportunity to deceive him with Liuyun Mistakes, raising his hand with a knife, and directly chopped off his head.
"Congratulations to the host, killing Zhang Xin, a disciple of the Zhang family, gained 1,000 experience points, and Shura worth a little."
Zhao Yiming frowned slightly, and then struck out a split palm, which was slapped on Zhang Yong's chest. This palm directly struck him with broken bones and muscles.
"Congratulations to the host, killing Zhang Yong, a disciple of the Zhang family, gained 800 experience points, and Shura worth a little."
Zhao Yiming felt very puzzled. He didn't expect that these people were really Zhang family disciples, so he turned and walked into the prison.