**Qiu and others seized Zong Zheng and did not stop all the way and came to the woods of the suburbs of the city.

After stopping the horse, **qiu pulled the cloth bag off the horse. Zong Zheng was thrown heavily to the ground. Two disciples of the Beggar Gang then untied the cloth bag and brought a rope, and were about to tie Zong Zheng's hands and feet.

Suddenly, a few stones shot straight from a distance, hitting the disciples heavily, causing them to retract their palms and throw the rope to the ground.

"Who?" **Qiu shouted subconsciously,

Immediately, thirty Mongolian soldiers appeared from all sides and surrounded **Qiu and others.

The second, fourth, sixth, and old eight wolves of Zhongshan also came to the top of the hill, firmly surrounding the seven or eight people from the Beggars' Sect in the middle.

**Qiu saw that the situation was not good, so he thought of leaping to escape. However, he jumped into the air and was hit hard by four flying stones on his limbs and fell straight to the ground.

Thirty Mongolian soldiers immediately stepped forward to slaughter seven or eight Beggar Gang disciples, and used swords to conquer **qiu.

**Qiu looked proud and said, "If you want to kill, you will kill."

The second brother stepped forward and said to **Qiu, "You go! I won't kill you." Then he ordered the soldiers to make way out. **Qiu looked at the second brother, wondering, slowly stood up and limped out.

"Slow down." The second brother suddenly floated behind him.

**Qiu Fu stood still again,

"Your leg is injured, so you'd better ride on a horse! Take your companion back by the way." The second brother said coldly,

Immediately, more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers laid the bodies of seven or eight disciples of the Beggar Gang on horseback, connected them with ropes, and asked **chu to pull them back to report their lives.

**Qiu endured humiliation and rode on a horse, holding the reins in his hand, and slowly left with seven or eight horses carrying the corpses of his disciples in his gang.

After **qiu disappeared from sight, the second brother came to Zong Zheng, took out a bottle from his sleeve, opened the red bottle stopper, and handed the bottle mouth to Zong Zheng's nose. Zong Zheng took a few mouthfuls of the air in the bottle and gradually woke up.

Zong Zheng opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhongshan Eight Wolves and thirty Mongolian soldiers. It was not surprising that he saw that it was Zhongshan Eight Wolves and thirty Mongolian soldiers.

"We have already put the letter of return according to your plan. What should we do next?" The second brother asked Zong Zhengdao,

"Wait." Zong Zheng stood up and replied with a sonorous and powerful word.

"Wait?" the second brother asked in confusion.

"Yes, wait for more experts to arrive in Yincheng." Zong Zheng replied, his eyes firm, as if he was in a firm mind.

It turned out that all this was a plan. Zong Zheng had known that **qiu and others were following behind him. When he was in the inn, he saw through their attempt to poison the food. Zong Zheng was just using the trick and deliberately got caught.

The purpose of Zong Zheng's plan was to achieve the effect of throwing bricks and attracting jade. The so-called bricks refer to **Qiu and others. The so-called jade refers to the martial arts people of each sect and sect. After this disaster, Qiu knew that to deal with Zong Zheng, he also needed to deal with his masters and other masters, and also had helpers such as Mongolian soldiers. Therefore, **Qiu would report to each sect and sect truthfully. At that time, in order to deal with Zong Zheng, a large number of martial arts masters would come. In this way, the strategy would be effective, and the defenders of Kublai Khan in Ezhou would be no longer threatened.

In order to deal with each sect for a longer time, you need to use yourself as bait to lead more experts to a further place step by step, so Zong Zheng replied to the word "Wait".

**Qu pulled the bodies of several disciples out of the open land two miles away, hidden behind a mound, then picked up a wide and high hill, and took out the flying cannon in his arms, pulled down the strings, and the flying cannon shot straight into the air, making a loud noise in the sky, bursting out a faint fire.

This is the highest level of the Beggars' Sect's request for help, indicating that the use of powerful enemies is generally not easy to use unless it is absolutely necessary.

Zong Zheng and the Eight Wolves of Zhongshan heard the sound faintly, and looked at the place where the sound came, carefully looking at the faint light.

The people from all major sects in the martial arts world had long gathered near Yincheng, lying on the hills just a mile away from the ** Hill.

Seeing such a strong signal of seeking help, all major sects immediately dispatched and headed straight to the place where the signal came out.

Zong Zheng wanted to use himself as bait and use **Quan as brick to lead the jade of each sect to relieve the threat of Ezhou; while each sect used **Quan as bait and used Zong Zheng as brick to lead the jade of his master and all his helpers to catch them in one go. This is also the reason why **Quan did not kill Zong Zheng on the spot, because he had to bring Zong Zheng to the designated location.

Now both sides have achieved their goals, but Yu Zongzheng has made mistakes in time.

Thousands of troops from each sect rushed straight to Zongzheng.

When Zong Zheng saw the exploded flying cannon, he looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, his expression frowned slightly, and his previous confidence and spirit were gone. Suddenly, he shouted: "No, the other party's troops have arrived in Yincheng long ago. They are numerous and powerful. We cannot fight head-on. We must avoid their edge."

The second brother suggested: "The terrain here is open, why not divide the troops into three groups to lead these troops away and break through the scattered areas. If it is a little late, I am afraid that none of us will escape from it."

Zong Zheng felt that it was a wonderful strategy, so he agreed.

The second brother pointed to a small path in front and said to Zong Zheng: "Along this road, you can reach a forest. When you get there, don't worry, just follow that road." Then he pointed to the road ahead and said: "If you walk along this road for a mile, there will be two forks. The four of us follow these soldiers and go to this road together. When we arrive at the fork road, we will separate from these soldiers. There are more horse hoof prints here, which will definitely lead most of the other side."

Seeing that the smoke and dust were getting closer and time was tight, Zong Zheng stopped hesitating and agreed decisively.

"Everyone, take care of yourself." Zong Zheng said goodbye to the four brothers of the Balang of Zhongshan, and then rode his horse and galloped towards the path ahead.

The Eight Wolves of Zhongshan also led thirty soldiers to the road ahead.

The troops and horses of each sect arrived at the place of **Quan in a short while. When Shi Zhonglie saw that his disciples died tragically, he immediately became angry and the people in each sect could not bear it. They stopped a little and then chased forward again. When they saw someone coming to pick up the corpses, they also rode on the horses and chased them with the people of each sect.

Zong Zheng rode his horse along the path, walking for two miles, the mountain road gradually disappeared, and then it was a few miles wide open land. Through the open land, there was a dense forest. Zong Zheng looked at the faint forest in front of him, and then looked back behind him, and the dense smoke and dust were getting closer and closer to him.

Zong Zheng carefully estimated the journey and concluded that before he arrived at the forest, he would have no chance of catching up. He felt relieved, but he did not dare to relax, so he immediately headed towards the forest again.

As soon as he walked, a large number of people rushed out of the open land from the small path, and everyone could see Zong Zheng's figure from afar. Seeing Zong Zheng was about to arrive in the forest ahead, Tong Yinli, the leader, shouted: "No, chase him quickly, don't let the thief enter the forest."

After entering the open land, a large number of people scattered and galloped towards the mountains and forests ahead, with a strong momentum and a splash of dust all the way.

Zong Zheng was only one mile away from the forest. Seeing that he was about to reach the forest, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy. But at this critical moment, the horse suddenly slowed down. Zong Zheng felt that the horse's foot strength suddenly became weaker. He looked at the people of various sects who were getting closer and closer behind him, and listening to the sound of horses behind him, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Jia, Jia." Zong Zheng shouted at the horse vigorously. The horse gasped for a few steps and fell to the ground. Zong Zhengling jumped down and patted the horse with his hand and pulled the reins hard. However, the horse struggled for a while and could not stand up.

When Zong Zheng returned, he saw the smoke and dust rolling behind him, and the various sects had far more people than he imagined. They were getting closer and closer. Time was tight, so he decisively abandoned the horse and quickly ran to the forest.

Tong Yinli saw Zong Zheng falling off his horse from afar, and couldn't help but feel happy, "Hurry, the thief's horse is no longer enough. God really helps us. We must kill the thief."

Seeing this, everyone accelerated their progress.

Zong Zheng tried his best to run towards the forest. As he got closer and closer, Zong Zheng's face changed. He stopped for a moment and looked carefully. He realized that he was on the verge of despair. Although there was a forest in front of him, it was a broken stone cliff. The towering bare stone cliff was like a barrier, which made Zong Zheng difficult to cross.

Zong Zheng did not stop too much, and immediately searched around with his sharp eyes, hoping to find other paths to enter the mountain. After searching, he saw a vague slope path on the right side of the cliff. The rocks were rugged and extremely difficult to climb. Zong Zheng could not control so many, so he went to the right path.

This is one of the entrances to Pangu Peaks. Xianjie was in this place with her mother Ren Wanjun and her sister Yu You.

But he didn't expect that eight years later, Zong Zheng also came here. However, the situation was urgent. Zong Zheng did not pay close attention to the stone tablet next to him, so he thought of rushing to escape from the path on the right.

Tong Yin immediately saw that Zong was about to escape to the right path, so he ordered someone to shoot arrows on the right slope path.

Zong Zheng lifted his energy and flew into the air but was blocked by the rain of arrows. Monk Tong Yinli Youwei took the opportunity to join forces to fly and stand in front of the slope path, pointing his sword at Zong Zheng, blocking the slope path in time. Then more masters rushed over, and they surrounded him from the outer edge, forcing Zong Zheng under the cliff.

Zong Zheng looked at the fierce eyes of everyone and couldn't help but feel scared, not knowing what to do for a moment.

This time, there were many masters from various martial arts sects. The Sect Sword Sect includes Shang Youwei and Tong Yin Li, the Jile Sect is Ya, Duan Ya, the Wanxiang Sect has Sun Chengyin, Shaolin has masters of grief and anger, and the Li Zhihe Bailian Sect, Kongtong Sect and other representatives all rushed over after hearing the news.

Under the Hundred-foot cliff, thousands of people, with fierce eyes and strong momentum. Zong Zheng had never experienced this scene, and he felt that this time would be a disaster.

The wind was strong under the cliff, but in a moment, the dust splashed from the horses behind everyone dissipated with the strong wind, and the cliff returned to calm.
Chapter completed!