Helian Peng's face darkened and he said coldly, "Why is there Qi Lin here? Did Princess Consort predict that I would be waiting here? " The two fireworks were obviously the Mohist army responding to Ye Li's summons. The one who would do this was most likely Qi Lin.
Ye Li shook her head and said with a smile, "General, do you really think that I can predict things? Qi Lin's function is to be everywhere at any time. This is a battlefield. How can they be absent? "
Helian Peng laughed coldly. Compared to Qi Lin, his subordinate Ya Zi was indeed not as good. But it didn't matter … "Then Princess Consort, why don't you see if they can save you in time?" Helian Peng flew up and pounced towards Ye Li. What was surprising was that Helian Peng was not like the other Northern Tribes people who only focused on external martial arts. On the contrary, he also practiced internal martial arts of the Central Plains and it seemed that his internal martial arts were not shallow. At least, Ye Li could not see the depth of his internal martial arts.
Zhuo Jing, who was beside Ye Li, leaped up and flew towards him. The two of them exchanged blows in the air. In a flash, they had exchanged more than ten blows before both of them landed on the ground. Zhuo Jing's face darkened. Helian Peng's martial arts were beyond his expectations. If it was under normal circumstances, he would have a chance of winning if he teamed up with Qin Feng and Lin Han. But now, it was impossible.
Helian Peng was very confident in his own martial arts. He had fought with the Mohist army several times before and had not met a worthy opponent, even though Mo Xiuyao did not make a move. He did not expect that he would be stopped by an inconspicuous bodyguard. Helian Peng laughed coldly and praised, "Good martial arts."
Zhuo Jing was silent and stared calmly at Helian Peng.
Helian Peng snorted and laughed, "Unfortunately, it's still not enough." He ignored Zhuo Jing and once again pounced towards Ye Li. How could Zhuo Jing let him succeed? He flew up to block him. On the other side, Ye Li had also jumped down from her horse's back at the same time. The dagger in her hand flashed, and stabbed towards Helian Peng's chest. Helian Peng exclaimed in surprise. He raised his hand to grab Ye Li's wrist. However, he saw Ye Li turn her wrist and slash at his wrist. In just a split second, Helian Peng clearly saw the dagger in Ye Li's hand. It wasn't an ordinary dagger, but a tri-chested sharp awl. There was even a blood groove on it. If one was pierced by it, even if they didn't die, they would lose half their life.
Helian Peng retreated and said with a smile, "Princess Ding is really ruthless."
Although Ye Li was a woman, she was not afraid of anyone when it came to close combat. It was just that he started cultivating his inner strength too late, so he couldn't achieve great success in it. Now that they were engaged in close combat, there wasn't much use of internal energy. Although Helian Peng was powerful, he was still far from being able to control his inner strength as he wished.
Zhuo Jing naturally wouldn't let Ye Li fight alone. He flew up with a long sword, which was extremely sharp. The sword's aura was overwhelming. The two of them, one from afar and the other from close combat, cooperated well. For a moment, Helian Peng couldn't do anything.
Helian Peng knew that if he wanted to capture Ye Li, he had to get rid of Zhuo Jing first. However, with Ye Li here, he couldn't free himself to get rid of Zhuo Jing. Zhuo Jing wasn't a good-for-nothing who could be easily defeated by him. Therefore, he could only focus on attacking Ye Li. As long as he hurt Ye Li first, he would naturally be free to get rid of Zhuo Jing.
After making up his mind, Helian Peng unsheathed the long sword in his hand. He waved the sword and distanced himself from Ye Li. The long sword danced vigorously in the air, heading towards Ye Li. Ye Li knew that her strength was far inferior to Helian Peng's. She didn't welcome the attack and retreated. Zhuo Jing moved forward to block Helian Peng's long sword. Ye Li appeared behind him and stabbed the short sword in her hand towards Helian Peng. Helian Peng had been waiting for this moment. He waved the long sword in his hand with all his strength. Even Zhuo Jing was shaken off by the strong aura of his sword. However, Ye Li, who should have been more seriously injured than Zhuo Jing, seemed to ignore the sword aura and continued to advance towards Helian Peng.
Ye Li's movements were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the short sword in her hand had stabbed into Helian Peng's body. Helian Peng didn't have time to be surprised at how Ye Li could resist his strength. His face was already distorted by the intense pain in his body. Zhuo Jing, who had retreated to one side, waved the long whip in his hand and pulled Ye Li back.
Helian Peng steadied himself. When he saw the wounds on his body, he gasped. Although he had dodged a few of them quickly, the broken sword had only pierced through his arm. However, it could be predicted that this arm would not be able to move for the next two to three months. If it had really pierced his body, even if it had not hit a vital part, he was afraid that no matter how strong his internal energy was, only death would await him.
"Princess Consort, you have good skills." Helian Peng stared at Ye Li, his expression changing.
Ye Li's expression was calm as she said lightly, "General Helian, you flatter me. General's martial arts are extremely rare among the people of the Northern Tribes. "
Helian Peng did not hide it. He smiled and said, "That's right. This one's martial arts were indeed taught by an expert from the Central Plains." Helian Peng casually pulled out a long cloth and wrapped the bleeding wound as he spoke with a smile.
"It's not just an expert. This consort knows a few experts from the Central Plains."
Helian Peng smiled and said, "I am ashamed to say this. My master … … just happened to die at the hands of Prince Ding."
Ye Li frowned slightly and muttered to herself for a moment, "Murong Xiong." Died at the hands of Mo Xiuyao. Only Murong Xiong would be able to teach such an expert. Moreover, Helian Peng's martial arts were indeed somewhat similar to Murong Xiong's.
Helian Peng smiled but did not say anything. He neither admitted nor denied it.
Ye Li did not mind and said lightly, "General Helian, it's best if you quickly return. Bleeding from an arm can still cause death."
Although Helian Peng had bandaged the wound on his arm, it clearly could not stop the bleeding. Not long after, the entire cloth was dyed blood red. Helian Peng laughed bitterly and raised his hand to seal a few more acupuncture points. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a few cold lights flash through the forest in the distance. Several feathered arrows shot towards them. Not far from him, several men in black fell to the ground after being hit by the arrows. Helian Peng's expression changed, "They came so quickly! Retreat! "
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