"Wait, grab the weapon." Nanfeng turned around and returned to the room.
The fat man went into the house and took a pair of hammers and urged, "Why are you carrying this baggage? It's important to save people. Let's go quickly."
"It was stolen, will you compensate me?" Nanfeng said casually.
"There's no one here." The fat man said.
"You go first, I'll be there soon." Nanfeng tied up the bundle. It's okay to help others, but the prerequisite for helping others is that you can't do it yourself. There are important things such as the Dharma seal in the bundle. With all his wealth, except for Lu Pingchuan, no one in the barracks was worth saving at the cost of losing his burden, and the other party was obviously not going for Lu Pingchuan, because Lu Pingchuan was just a captain, not those soldiers who were shouting A general to protect.
The fat man ran slowly, but the south wind ran fast. When he reached the door, he jumped up with enough energy and rushed over. He landed on the tower and looked around.
Liang Jun was stationed outside the south gate of the city. It was hot and humid here, and most of the soldiers slept on the ground. There were not many tents in the camp. The chaos occurred in the northern area in the middle of the camp, where the military tents were concentrated, and everyone lived there. He is a general officer.
At this time, a large number of soldiers had already rushed over from everywhere. It was bustling and crowded, and the specific situation could not be seen clearly. They could only see the general location of the purple energy in the cave.
Judging from the location of the aura, the assassin was heading towards the commander's camp. Some of the generals in the army were martial arts practitioners and had some aura cultivation. The red aura around the purple aura should be them.
The fat man didn't notice Nanfeng standing on the city tower and ran out of the city gate in a hurry.
Nanfeng shouted, but Fatty didn't hear him.
Nanfeng wanted to shout again, but then he thought about letting him go. He had seen what the fat man was capable of. He was the fifth level of the Eight-part Golden Body, so it would not be easy to die.
The fat man rushed into the crowd with a yell, like a hound rushing into a flock of chickens. The assassin was killing people in the crowd, but as soon as the fat man arrived, he was immediately kicked out.
When the assassin jumped up in the air, Nanfeng saw part of this man's condition clearly. The reason why he was partially and not entirely was because this man was wearing metal armor, which protected his whole body and head and face. This man was not tall and also He is not very strong, but he uses heavy weapons. A ghost-headed sword weighs at least sixty pounds.
Seeing the assassin gaining strength, the fat man immediately stepped on the ground to use his strength to catch up. However, as soon as he jumped up, the assassin turned around and kicked him down.
After kicking the fat man away, the assassin activated his spiritual energy and rushed towards the commander's camp in the air.
After beating the fat man, the assassin's kick did not hurt him. He eagerly got up and threw the black iron female hammer at the assassin who was in mid-air.
Although the assassin wore a heavy bronze helmet on his head, his eyes and ears were very sharp. He noticed the hammer coming, raised his left arm quickly, swung it out hard, and smashed the hammer back.
The fat man had once taken tiger-skinned cicada, which gave him great strength. The assassin obviously didn't know this. Although he hit the hammer back, he was also deflected to the north by the powerful force.
The fat man took back the female hammer and jumped in front of the commander's camp. When the assassin came to attack for the second time, he raised his arms and threw the hammer again.
Having learned from the past, the assassin no longer resisted the block, but moved sideways in the air to avoid the hammer.
Fatty had gone through many battles with Nanfeng in the past few years, and had greatly improved his experience against the enemy. He knew that changing positions in the air could not be done very quickly, so he turned around to help and threw the hammer.
The assassin had just dodged the female hammer, but the male hammer was already close. It was too late to dodge, but the assassin reacted very quickly. He immediately returned to the chest of the knife, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and the back of the knife with his left hand, and used the ghost-headed sword to forcefully reject the male. hammer.
Although the blade of the ghost head sword was thick, it could not withstand the heavy black iron hammer. When the sword was in close contact, the sword immediately broke, and the hammer lost its remaining power and hit the assassin's chest.
Although the assassin was hit, he did not panic. Instead, he flipped backwards in the air to reduce the impact of the black iron hammer.
Seeing that the fat man had the upper hand, Nanfeng was not in a hurry to take action. For some reason, the assassin's movement and offensive and defensive moves felt familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before. However, he was certain of one thing. That is, although the helmet worn by this person has the decorations commonly used by barbarians, this person is definitely not a barbarian rebel. This person should be a Han.
Furthermore, the armor on this man's body was golden and shiny, and it must have been cast from brass. The casting time should not have been too long.
The fat man lost his weapon and rushed out to pick it up while the assassin was turning over. Seeing this, the assassin flipped his hand and threw out the broken tip of the knife.
The fat man had just pushed away a few soldiers blocking the way, and the broken sword was already in front of him. The fat man wanted to pick up the hammer as soon as possible, so he did not dodge, but shrugged his shoulders and raised his arms, and hurriedly recited Sanskrit. It was obvious that he wanted to use eight All the gold bodies are carried hard.
While the fat man was reciting Sanskrit, the broken knife stabbed him in the chest. It was not clear whether the fat man finished reciting the Sanskrit mantra or the broken knife stabbed him first.
The broken knife hit the fat man and immediately fell to the ground. It was not known whether the skin was broken or not, at least it did not enter the flesh.
However, looking at the twisted face of the fat man, it must not be a good feeling, but there are people around him at this time. The fat man wants to save face, but he cannot be touched, so he insists on taking a few steps forward and picks it up from the crowd, which has automatically gathered together. The black iron double hammers.
"Are you injured?" The person shouting was naturally Lu Pingchuan.
"No," the fat man shouted in response. After saying this, he asked urgently, "Where is the thin monkey?"
Nanfeng didn't hear what Lu Pingchuan said clearly, and all he saw was the fat man wielding his hammers and rushing towards the assassin who was rushing back.
Seeing that Fatty could withstand the opponent's attacks, Nanfeng was no longer in a hurry to take action. He knew Fatty's temper and hated others interfering the most in what he was capable of doing. To put it bluntly, he hated others taking the credit, so let him fight for a while and wait for him. Just shout for help.
Seeing the fat man rushing forward, the assassin did not fight him head-on. He quickly dodged to avoid the fat man before he made a move. He grabbed a spear that was rushing towards him, dragged the assassin with his feet and The owner of the spear kicked him away, took the spear and rushed towards the tent.
At this time, a large number of soldiers and captains had gathered around the big tent. Seeing the assassins coming, they waved their weapons and resisted randomly.
The assassin seemed to be unaccustomed to using a long spear, so he stabbed a sword-wielding captain to death with his long spear. He abandoned his long spear and snatched the man's long sword from his hand. He left the palace angrily and swung out a black purple sword aura. , beheading the soldiers one by one.
Seeing this person using a sword, Nanfeng felt more and more familiar. He must have seen this person before. As long as this person used a few more moves, he would be sure to identify which sect this person belonged to.
In fact, it doesn't take a few moves, half a move is enough. After the assassin forces out the sword energy, he stretches out his right leg and leans over to press the sword. This move is to stop the momentum as quickly as possible so that he can attack again. This is a move of Taiqing swordsmanship. .
There is no doubt that this person is a Taiqing Taoist.
He had been in the Taiqing Sect before. Except for those side sects, he knew almost all the Ziqi Masters of the Taiqing Sect. It had been more than five years since he left the Taiqing Sect. The Taoist priests who lived in the mountains back then might have been there by now. After being promoted to Dongyuan, it is difficult to determine who this person is based solely on his cultivation.
Based on his body shape, he couldn't tell. Firstly, this person was wearing heavy armor, so he couldn't see it clearly. Secondly, the Han people were not very tall. At that time, there were thirty-seven purple energy masters in the Yuqing Sect, and only a few had special figures. The rest of the body shape is similar.
As soon as the assassin succeeded in the blow, he immediately let go and buckled back, changed his holding of the sword to an overhand grip, and then returned the sword and killed several more people.
The fat man jumped in the air. He just stopped his momentum and turned around. Seeing that the assassin was killing wantonly, he threw the black iron hammer again.
Just throw it away. Not wanting to be known as a sneak attack, he shouted while throwing the hammer.
The assassin's cultivation level was much higher than that of the fat man. Even if the fat man didn't warn others, he would still be able to avoid him, but this time he could avoid him more calmly.
The fat man took the opportunity to rush forward, retracted the hammer, and fought with the assassin. The eight-part golden body was really a good skill. He didn't need to defend at all and just attacked blindly. The assassin found his flaw and kicked him one after another. He was struck with two swords, but nothing could be done to him.
In addition to this person's identity, Nanfeng also had another question at this time, that is, what was the purpose of this person's assassination late at night. He came to the commander's camp, and naturally wanted to kill the commander, that is, Yang Gu. It can be seen from this that this person People don't know who the real Qingri Qinglong is. It's possible that this person didn't come here for Qingri Qinglong, but just to kill the Liang Jun coach.
If this is the case, it makes no sense. Just killing the Liang Jun commander will only benefit the rebels. Taiqing Sect and Yuqing Sect jointly set up a spiritual energy barrier just to trap and kill Chongri Qinglong, not to help the rebels.
However, there is another possibility, that is, Taiqing and Yuqing noticed that the spiritual energy barrier was destroyed. Without being able to determine who Chongri Qinglong was, they could only try their luck and kill the commander first, then the deputy commander, and then the generals. .
But if this is the case, you shouldn't just send one person over. You don't have to send all sixty-four people here. Even if ten or eight people come, not to mention the generals and captains, even the captain and captain can kill them all. Leftover.
Furthermore, those who can advance to Dongyuan are all important masters. Even if they don't care about face, they will not engage in such hidden things. They even wear armor. If this spreads out, people will laugh at them.
The fat man has rough skin and thick flesh. It seems that the assassin has never encountered such an opponent who cannot be beaten to death or chopped to pieces. He is not afraid of fists, kicks, swords, and even sealing holes is ineffective. He is really a tiger who eats the sky and doesn't know how to eat.
The master of Dongyuan was exhausted, and the fat man was so proud that he was shouting and hi, jumping up and down, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.
Getting carried away is a common problem in the world. Nine out of ten people have this problem, and Fatty is no exception. He is afraid that others will not know that his hammer can fly back on its own, so he frequently throws the hammer to attack the assassin with his sword from a distance.
After figuring out his tactics, the assassin found a way to restrain himself. When he threw the hammer again, he turned around and struck the female hammer towards the commander's camp due south.
The handsome tent was made of cowhide, and the hammer flew quickly, and the huge handsome tent was blown away in one fell swoop.
In addition to Yang Gu, dozens of guards were crowded in the tent. As soon as the tent was lost, everyone was like a nest of rats exposed to the light, panicking and panicking.
The momentum of the female hammer's forward momentum weakened, and she immediately flew back, pulling back the huge tent as well.
The fat man had already opened his stance and was about to pick up the female hammer. He never thought that the female hammer would come back dragging the tent. He was caught off guard and was covered up.
Seeing this, Nanfeng immediately jumped out to rescue him. The cowhide was so tough that covering it was like being stuffed into a linen bag. The fat man had no sharp weapons and it was difficult to escape.
At the same time as Nanfeng jumped out, the assassin also made a move. He jumped towards the commander's camp where the tent was missing, kicked the illuminated brazier towards the fat man, then landed and swung his sword to kill Yang Gu.
There was lamp oil in the brazier. After it was spilled, the fire suddenly started. The fat man helped others, but they did not help him. The soldiers around him were afraid of being burned by the fire, so they retreated and dodged. Only Lu Pingchuan rushed forward and tried to pull the burning cowhide regardless of his own safety. The tent was pulled away from the fat man.
In fact, the fat man's eight-part golden body was already on fire, and ordinary flames could not hurt him in a short period of time. However, he was trapped in it, cramped and dim, and could not breathe smoothly. He could not help but panic. He struggled wildly under the tension, but became tighter and tighter.
Nanfeng landed on the ground and drew his sword, opening several gaps in the tent. When the fat man saw the light, he rolled out and crawled out, looking around in frustration, "Damn it."
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the guards began to howl and cry in mourning. Needless to say, the coach Yang Gu had been killed by the assassin.
Nanfeng helped Lu Pingchuan extinguish the flames on his body. He turned his head sideways and saw that the assassin had jumped into the air and was throwing something high into the sky.
The assassin threw what he thought was a firearm, which exploded high in the air and emitted a dazzling light.
As soon as the light appeared, horns urging troops sounded from the southwest and southeast.
By this time, the assassin's true purpose had been revealed. This person had nothing to do with Chongri Qinglong. He was just here to kill the coach and help the rebels fight against Liang Jun.
The horn sounded five miles away. When the horn sounded, someone in Liang's army immediately shouted an order, "General Qingche led his troops to reject the left, General Pingnan led his troops to reject the right, and the two troops Zhenyuan and Anyuan followed my commander in the center to provide support."
The person who made the voice should be the deputy commander Chen Baxian. The generals listened to the order and immediately followed it. Each of them organized his troops and arranged his troops in formation.
The assassin did not flee immediately after throwing the firearm, but hovered in the air and froze there.
The fat man came to his senses, shouted a curse, jumped up and threw the hammer.
The assassin noticed the hammer coming, moved sideways to avoid it, and dived quickly to attack the fat man.
Nanfeng was on alert, waiting for the assassin to arrive before taking action.
At this moment, a rapid ringing sound came from the southwest.
The bell came from the woods in the southwest, and it must have been a hundred feet away. When the bell rang, the assassin suddenly stopped his posture, and used his left palm to strike down with spiritual energy, and returned to the air.
Nan Feng was already ready to attack. When he saw the assassin attacking with strength and knowing that he was about to retreat, he jumped up first, swung his sword energy and forced the assassin down, "Enter him."
The fat man heard this and swung his heavy hammer to fight the assassin. He tilted his head and found that Nanfeng did not come down to help, but instead swept towards the southwest, "What are you doing?"
Nan Feng did not answer. Fatty was not a member of the Taoist sect and was not familiar with the Taoist sect's magic, but he was. If he heard correctly, the bell that rang in the forest just now was the sound of a soul-inducing bell.
The soul-inducing bell is usually used to drive away corpses, but it can also be used to control people who have lost their souls. It is unknown whether this assassin is dead or alive, but one thing is certain, that is, this person is controlled by others.
The fat man had suffered a loss earlier and was yelling and fighting with the assassin. Seeing him like this, Nan Feng turned around eagerly and said, "Don't hurt him."
"Ah!" The fat man grinned in shock, "Why?"
"He is probably an old friend who was kind to me..."