After Hu Yunzheng finished drinking, Ma Yunyong beside him suddenly opened his eyes, and looked towards the two figures, and saw one of the short figures was Lin Yuncong, who was supported by him and obviously suffered serious injuries. Although the character, with his head bowed down, seemed to have passed out, he could tell at a glance that it was Xiao Yunfeng with the virtue of still holding the long sword tightly after the coma.
This kid was injured
Ma Yunyong felt chills in his heart, Xiao Yunfeng's dead wood, his swordsmanship is the best among the three generations of disciples in the temple, and his kung fu practiced all over his body may not be able to beat him steadily, who on earth hurt him
While Ma Yunyong was full of suspicion, he quickly went up to him, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Douding, what's the matter with the wood?"
Lin Yuncong ran fast and shouted anxiously, "Hurry up!"
Ma Yunyong was taken aback before answering, when a cold snort came from the collapsed courtyard wall behind him: "Hmph, what's going on? Of course I'm going to hell..."
call-
A palm wind roared in, and went straight to the two people who were running...
boom!
There was a sound of vigorous bombardment...
Lin Yuncong stared in front of him dumbfounded!
Ma Yunyong's tall body is standing behind the two of them, curled up into a ball, with his arms in front of him, forcibly blocking the palm wind coming from behind, and his whole body is retreated several times by the strong zhenqi Meters away, the supporting feet plowed a trace more than an inch deep on the bluestone floor...
Wow…
Ma Yunyong, who had just recovered from his injury, immediately suffered another severe injury. He opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. He knelt down on one knee and stared angrily at the collapsed wall.
"beard!"
Lin Yuncong rushed over excitedly, but in a moment of carelessness, he lifted Xiao Yunfeng off his shoulders, turned Xiao Yunfeng over, and was seen with three deep bone wounds on his chest, and was pulled by Lin Yuncong, and the wounds ruptured , blood gushed out again immediately, and with a groan of pain, Xiao Yunfeng woke up slowly.
"Well, that's unprofessional!"
Mumu Xiao Yunfeng said something coldly.
"Yes, yes... sorry!"
Lin Yuncong stood at attention suddenly, his face flushed red, supporting Ma Yunyong and pulling Xiao Yunfeng, not knowing what to do...
"Wake up and walk around on the ground, lying on top of people, what right do you have to chew your tongue?"
Ma Yunyong wiped off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, stared at the collapsed wall, and waited for the Lord to appear.
Xiao Yunfeng let out a cold snort, and sat up straight away. Lin Yuncong hurried forward and said, "Don't move, don't move! Your wound has just been medicated, and it will be very troublesome if you move it again..."
Xiao Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, and said, "It has been torn just now..."
"Ah... yes, I'm sorry!" Lin Yuncong immediately stood at attention again.
Hu Yunzheng walked over slowly from the side, also looking at the direction of the collapsed courtyard wall, there was still some smoke and dust billowing there, and he couldn't see the situation on the other side clearly, so he just said with a smirk on his face: "How embarrassing, the future great swordsman, what? What kind of opponent makes you so embarrassed?"
Xiao Yunfeng rubbed his chest, stood up, and said lightly: "It's just a cat and a dog, I killed four, and there are eight more..."
Hu Yunzheng chuckled, twelve opponents attacking in a row, if Xiao Yunfeng could be injured, then the opponent was definitely not as simple as an ordinary Tan clan strongman.
Sure enough, Lin Yuncong answered, "It's twelve Houtian peak masters. Junior Brother Yunfeng was on duty to guard the main gate. He was suddenly attacked by the opponent, but he still let Junior Brother Yunfeng kill four of them... I happened to be going to the mountain city, and I arrived there At that time, Junior Brother Yunfeng was seriously injured..."
Xiao Yunfeng snorted coldly, showing no gratitude to Lin Yuncong for putting a high hat on himself.
"What about the other brothers?"
Lin Yuncong bowed his head sadly and remained silent.
Xiao Yunfeng's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the collapsed courtyard wall. The smoke and dust there became much clearer, and he said coldly, "Only I live..."
The cruelty of this encounter was revealed in one sentence.
The guards at the main gate are guarded by four senior brothers every day. It is conceivable that in the face of the enemy's strong surprise attack, the other three will end up being brutally murdered.
For the three generations of disciples of the Kunwu Sect who have lived together since Qingyun Temple, it is difficult to express their mutual affection in words. It is a deeper affection than that between brothers. The mutual support between the same sect is regarded as The tradition of the Kunwu Sect was brought from Qingyun Temple to Kunwu Mountain. Although the number of disciples has broken through from about 400 to nearly 3,000 in one fell swoop, many new and unfamiliar faces have been added to the sect, but the relationship between brothers and sisters Feelings are by no means time can explain the depth.
Together with the enemy!
For the life and death of fellow disciples, several people have the same hatred in their hearts. For the enemy's hatred, even if the fellow disciples who lost their lives have not yet reached the point of familiarity, the same is true.
At this time, a sneer came from across the opening: "A group of wild Taoist priests who have never seen the world actually killed so many Tan warriors, bah, thanks to the fact that their general is still arrogant and looks down on our brothers, this time Don't we have to rely on our brothers to wipe his ass?"
Then another high-pitched voice said: "Hmph, a few little Taoist priests killed them so much that they threw away their helmets and armor. It really makes people laugh out loud..."
The person who came here turned out to be the general who led the army of the Tan tribe. Ma Yunyong and others were confused for a while. Why is the person who came here not a warrior of the Tan tribe
When all his eyes fell on Xiao Yunfeng, he said dully and lightly: "I killed the people of the Tan tribe, and the ones who attacked me were the warriors of the Hua tribe!"
You didn't say it earlier!
This wood, if you don't ask him, you won't know how to talk...
"Juniors of Kunwu Mountain, hurry up and accept death!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air, whirrrr—
Eight figures rushed over and scattered around the four of them, forming a semicircle to surround them in the center.
Dangdangdang—
A bell rang. This was an order from the academy. Usually, the disciples were asked to gather in the square in front of the main hall. In wartime, it was obvious that they wanted to gather scattered forces and try to organize a second line of defense.
As the bell rang, the shouts of killing immediately began to surround the main hall deep in the courtyard. Obviously, the disciples of the Kunwu Sect began to retreat towards the main hall. At this time, Xiao Yunfeng and others were surrounded by their opponents. , Undoubtedly be caught in a tight siege.
And from the beginning to the end, I didn't even see a single uncle in the division here, not even one of those innate masters who were guest ministers.
Ma Yunyong, Hu Yunzheng, Lin Yuncong, and Xiao Yunfeng, the four Kunwu disciples gathered together, even though there were only four of them, they immediately and subconsciously formed a formation.
[Zhenwu Seven-section Formation], from two people to seven people, can greatly enhance the strength of the team, and the improvement of strength is to double the strength with the increase of the number of people. The disciples under this formation method each have their own set of martial arts, each with its own subtlety and subtlety. If the two work together, the offensive and defensive equipment will be overwhelmingly powerful. If three people use it together, it will be twice as powerful as two people working together. Four people are equivalent to eight masters, five people are equivalent to sixteen people, six people are equivalent to thirty-two people, and seven people are equivalent to sixty-four first-class masters in the world.
At this time, the four of them stood together, and their strength doubled. The strength changed from four to eight at once, and the gap between them and the opponent's number was completely smoothed out.
As soon as the eight Acquired peak masters appeared on the opposite side, they followed behind them and the local elite soldiers of the Tan tribe who had not yet escaped, as if they had found the backbone, they quickly surrounded them, and surrounded Xiao Yunfeng and others in a complete circle. Surrounded by it. And because the noise here was too loud, it also attracted a large number of elite soldiers from the Tan tribe to surround them. The number exceeded 300 in an instant, densely packed, and a hundred times more arrogant than before.
The level of bloodshed at the scene also made these Tan warriors who had never seen Ma Yunyong and Hu Yunzheng attack extremely angry. They roared fiercely, as if they thought they could scare a few people to death just by screaming.
But the three generations of disciples of the Kunwu faction in front of them were not only fearless, but some of them were full of sarcasm, sneering again and again, and regarded the heroes of the Tan clan as nothing.
Among the elite soldiers of the Tan tribe who dared to come, there were of course some high-ranking and skilled masters or generals. Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, they desperately urged the current eight Chinese warriors who had been bribed to act quickly.
The eight Chinese warriors were also underworld thieves bought by the Tan tribe. They could not tolerate the big white faction like the Kunwu faction to reclassify the lawless paradise of the Lost Eight Counties into the legal system, so they all extremely resented Kunwu I was bought by Gao Jin of the Tan tribe, so I was naturally happy to fight against the Kunwu faction. They are all thugs, they rob houses all the year round, they are not only strong in martial arts, but also ruthless, they are cunning, but at the same time they abide by the rules of business.
One of the bald-headed, one-eyed men came out of the crowd and took the lead in shouting: "Kunwu faction boys, you are unlucky to meet our 'Black Mountain Eight Tigers'. Who made your heads so valuable? Three generations of disciples have five thousand taels per head. A generation of disciples each has a head of one hundred thousand taels... How can there be such a good thing in the world, and now we have come across a place by chance, and the sensible people stretched their necks obediently, let us brothers take up the knife and drop it, to ensure that you are clean and tidy, and you will not suffer!"
The name of the "Black Mountain Eight Tigers" was reported first, Xiao Yunfeng and others all looked at me and I looked at you. What about Mao God
How did they know that the "Eight Tigers of Black Mountain" are a group of giant bandits in Yandi in the north. They are notoriously ruthless and ruthless. Don't recognize people, and basically don't sell people's accounts.
Finally, Hu Yunzheng asked aloud: "Hey, that big bald man, are you 'Black Mountain Eight Tigers' famous in Jianghu? Don't you be some kind of thieves, killing you will make me angry all over... "