It's hard to tell how much of the holy maiden of the Demon Sect Sikong Nan, a master-level master who was once named after Zhou Dong's iron arm. After all, after hiding for more than ten years, when she reappeared, she did not rashly attack Baihua and others in the previous time. Only when this large-scale dispatch came from the rear, no one could realize her horror.
At this point in this turmoil, people with lower martial arts skills have actually been eliminated for the most part. If the rest of the people are placed on the rivers and lakes, they can approach the level of first-class masters to some extent. Even if there are problems of fatigue and injury at this time, as soon as the two masters come into contact, they are crushed by the other party, which is enough to prove the other party's skill. Terrifying, even compared with Lin Yechan and even Zhou Tong, there is not much inferiority.
Only Fang Qifo, Fang Baihua and others could clearly know that Sikong Nan, who was defeated by Fang Qifo, Fang La and others more than ten years ago, was nearly sixty at the time.
The green figure that suddenly rushed over was like a ghostly Shura, with one hand holding the palm and the other with a short knife, and dashing towards the crowd in the blink of an eye, the once profound martial arts of Manichaeism in her hands not only had the lightness and speed of a woman, but also contained a sense of urgency. Invincible firmness and toughness. After killing the two people who had just contacted, the figure rushed into the crowd like a wave. Even if the surrounding masters are prepared, they will not lose their lives in the fight, and they will be killed or forced to retreat. Until Deng Yuanjue waved his Zen staff to help him, it was like a huge wave hitting the rocks. After a few fights, Sikong Nan. Ghostly bypassed and attacked others again, Deng Yuanjue's offensive was calm. Rescue everywhere, fight and retreat.
The boiling sound of killing has already spread from a distance, and they have fought through the woods all the way. Lin Yechan, Wang Nanda and others have also chased them. There are also a group of masters led by Zong Feixiao, and several famous murderers in the green forest. People are chasing nearby, waiting for an opportunity to shoot.
Farther away, a large number of participants are still chasing.
Teams spread, torches chaotic. Kill into the mountains.
In this time of war. Chen Fan has also handed Fang Qifo to the person next to him, and rushed to the rear to help others. He has dabbled in eighteen kinds of weapons, and his skills are also tough, but he is the most ferocious martial artist. Actually it's a double sword. Jianghu proverb. Double-knife look away. In such a chaotic fleeing situation, when he rushed over with a pair of knives, it seemed as if a whirlwind had been set off.
on the other hand. Fang Baihua's spear is like a dragon. Although she is a woman, she wields the red spear, and there is a tragic chill from the battlefield, like the momentum of sweeping all directions in the iron horse. Among them, Baoguang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue held a stick like a mountain, and was the most sturdy. In waving the stick, only a few people such as Lin Yechan and Wang Nanda could fight him recklessly.
However, among the chasing people, only Sikong Nan and Lin Eichan were two masters who could rival Zhou Tong. Perhaps only Fang Qifo, who had never been injured, could resist them.
In addition, there are Wang Nanda, who is jealous and bloodthirsty when he sees Chen Fan, Zong Feixiao who chases after him from the side, and there are some Lulin loose people who kill for various purposes, and more or less famous martial arts tyrants. Including the evil owl Tunyun who rebuilt the iron cassock, in terms of formation and number of people, he actually had to overwhelm Fang Baihua by a distance.
Kankan blocked Sikong Nan and others in the rear. One side chased and the other fled, but several people were either left alone or hit by hidden weapons, and were injured by the surging chasing soldiers.
The blood spread, and the breath of death followed, and was about to rush out of the forest. Si Kongnan swayed while running at a high speed, and slapped the person in front of him with one palm. With a bang, his head exploded like a watermelon. Sikong Nan flew past the burst of blood, and kept going, but just as he stepped out of the woods, there were several sword lights in the darkness, slashing towards her at the same time!
The cold killing intent shrouded in the most impossible time!
The directions of the sword lights were different, but they were impeccable regardless of timing, speed, and coordination. For a moment, Sikong Nan almost thought that he had fallen into the trap set by the great master, but then, a figure appeared in his mind.
It was many years ago, a tall and tall, seemingly reckless and arrogant, in fact, there was always a figure of a middle-aged man in his eyes. At this time, the light of the sword gathered, vaguely, as if the man pulled up the giant blade like a signboard, and slashed towards her, the wind whistled, and the killing intent surged up.
The tyrannical sword, the final form, the god drives a dream!
Liu Dabiao, the tyrannical swordsman of the year, was a heroic man, and his actions were even rude and barbaric. He said all day long that a man must have muscles, but in fact not many people knew that he actually read poetry and books. Just looking at the word "watermelon" that he used to name his daughter, but only a set of tyrannical swords he created in his hands. The name of the moves seems a bit strange, from the initial style of protecting Tianzhu, to Jiejiang Jinghai, to cutting Yunshan, until Shen Chu Yi Meng, more or less, always makes people wonder what he is thinking.
However, at this moment, only the killing intent contained in it is real.
On Sikongnan's side, a short knife was drawn.
The contact was only for a moment, the two sides retreated almost at the same time, and one of Sikong Nan's sleeves shattered in the night sky, flying like a butterfly. There were five people involved in the ambush, and only the current Ba Dao Zhuang members were able to cut out Liu Dabiao's momentum in cooperation.
At this time, the "Jin Evil Saber" Luo Bingren, "Nine Dead Saber" Zheng Qiming, "Golden Back Saber" Zheng Huihuan, and the other two masters of Ba Dao Zhuang who followed him were ambushed here. Theoretically speaking, with martial arts to their level, if the seven people who "killed people to pay their debts and pay their debts" shot together, neither Zhou Tong at this time nor Liu Dabiao at the time would be able to resist, but after all, there are few people at this time. The martial arts of the two Ba Dao Zhuang members may not be inferior to them, but that is their own art industry. In this ambush, after all, they could not exert their greatest power. Although they cut through Si Kongnan's sleeves and even his arms, they were only small after all. Injuries do not determine the overall situation.
The fight and dispersal between the two sides was only a short moment. At this time, the masters were still charging forward. In the chaotic situation, on the hillside outside the woods, a wooden wheelchair rolled down almost uncontrollably. The speed was astonishingly fast, and in the wheelchair was a petite woman in a blue floral dress with a thick white bandage wrapped around her forehead.
She got down in the wooden wheelchair, the speed was very fast, and she seemed to be completely unaware that the wheelchair would be smashed at any time. It was only when one of Sikongnan's subordinates made a move towards her when she was about to rush into the forest that she suddenly saw Blood blooms. The girl rushed out with the momentum of the wheelchair, slashing with a knife in her hand, and blood light spread in an instant. There was even a hint of Sikong Nan rushing into the crowd just now. Then I just heard the girl cry out coldly: "Fat man!" Both knives in her hands. He slashed towards Lin Yechan who was fighting with Deng Yuanjue!
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At a critical moment, the arrival of several people from Ba Dao Zhuang may have eased the crisis facing Fang Baihua and others a little. However, in terms of changes in the overall situation, such a relief. But it doesn't make much sense.
The fighting became fierce from midnight. Then it has spread to the far side of the mountain. Although everyone fought all the way. But after all, due to the delay of time, the other party has gathered more and more people. The loss of one or two masters in Sikong Nan's party was immediately repaired, but Fang Baihua was the only one. If one or two people die, that's really dead.
Fang Baihua, Deng Yuanjue, Chen Fan and other masters were able to form a front at first, blocking Lin Yechan and others in the back, but soon, the rear array of chasing and fleeing along the way became the one where you have me and I have you. The melee, the evil monk named Cloud Swallowing and a group of green forest masters came from the side to cover up, Zong Feixiao led the hunter to plan sneak attacks by various means, and from time to time some people fell into the siege and were cut into blood and meat. , until this side was damaged to about forty people, a mountain col in front appeared in front of me.
It was a slightly sunken mountain road, and the mountain walls on both sides seemed suitable for ambush, but experts could still jump on it. When they came here, Fang Qifo, who was already quite weak, gave the only instruction, letting everyone plunge directly into the mountain road.
Seeing the people fleeing so decisively, Zong Feixiao who followed closely behind was somewhat hesitant. During the escape along the way, the situation actually changed very quickly. The Ministry of Punishment did not arrange an ambush here. If the other party arranged for personnel to respond and went in rashly, the loss might be great. He asked his subordinates to stop for a while and walked up the hillside next to him, while Sikong Nan, Lin Yechan and others still chased and killed them all the way in!
The slaughter spread forward, Sikong Nan broke through the crowd, laughed and tried to rush to Fang Qifo, who was being carried on his back. After being blocked, she killed the two of them and kept closing the distance.
In the rear, Fan Zhong and Tie Tianying have also arrived with their elite team. Several people rode on horses, caught up with Zong Feixiao, and chased from the top of the dirt slope next to the mountain road. The moonlight was slightly bright at this time, midnight had already passed, grass and trees and sparse tree shadows spread on the soil slope. At the other end of the field of vision, the masters of Manichaeism such as Sikong Nan, Lin Yechan, Wang Nanda and so on were still getting closer. Depending on the distance from the seven Buddhas in front of him, he formed a group with Fang Baihua and the others, and the mountain road that spread past became two in front, one going straight and the other extending obliquely to the side.
The people who were fighting were originally going straight, but at this time, the light of torches lit up slightly at the end of the mountain road ahead. There were shadows of people and horses, probably a small group of people chasing after them. ahead of the crowd.
The few people who fled in the front were suddenly forced to run to the fork in the road.
No matter which group of people rushing ahead and trying to take advantage of it, in short, it must not be the friends of Fang Baihua and others. In the mountain road, Sikong Nan laughed piercingly: "Haha, don't run away—" On the hillside here, Tie Tianying, Zong Feixiao, Fan Zhong and others rode forward.
"Who is that… "
"Which side?"
"… Secret Investigation Division?"
Among the three, Tie Tianying had sharp eyes and approached all the way. First of all, he could clearly see the vague outline of the person in the fire. A scholar in front, facing the crowd running by, was still sitting on a chair. . He used to think that this person was Chengzhouhai, but he didn't take it to heart, but now he was more or less aware that the identity of the other party was wrong, and he immediately frowned.
On the way to catch up that night, Zong Feixiao and Fan Zhong had also received information about Cheng Zhouhai's identity, and they could immediately see what was wrong, but at this night, it was no longer important for a mere person to hide his identity, and neither did they Think more. When Tie Tianying revealed the identity of the other party, they only looked at each other.
"This person is not that kind of sea..."
"Heart demon?"
"What does this man... want to do..."
What do the twenty people who appeared at the end of the road and even lit the torches beforehand wanted to do. At this moment, it may be a question in the minds of many people. At this time, hundreds of people have entered the mountain road, and the crowds on the nearby hillside are also running and gathering, looking over there.
During the fight ahead, a woman with blood on her body and a thick bandage on her forehead turned around while slashing. In the firelight over there, the scholar sitting in the chair seemed to straighten up at this time.
The eyes of both sides, in this moment, interlaced for a moment.
in the wind. The scholar raised his hand. draw down.
"Fire arrows."
At this time, the first half of Fang Qifo and the others had already rushed into the fork, and a few masters were still fighting at the intersection with Sikongnan and the others. In the straight road behind, there were more Manichaeans masters under Sikongnan. With this whisper. More than 20 crossbow arrows shot from the crossbow roared. Go straight to the slaughtering crowd.
Lin Yechan and others were immediately alert. But for this kind of powerful crossbow, even they were suddenly uncomfortable. More than twenty crossbow arrows are not many. It looked like a warning, but most of them fell into the crowd behind Sikong Nan's subordinates. The two masters were unable to guard against it for a while, and fell in response, and two people were injured next to them.
All of a sudden, everyone was a little stunned. For a moment, everyone roared: "Who is it!"
"Who are you shooting! I want to die—"
Lin Yechan also shouted angrily, "Bastard—"
On the hillside a little behind, Zong Feixiao restrained the galloping horse, and suddenly said, "Secret detective, what are you doing!"
Tie Tianying shouted in a deep voice, "Ning! Li! Heng! Are you crazy!?"
He broke the identity of the other party at this moment, just to let the other party know that he had uncovered the truth. Many people were still wondering who Ning Liheng was, but only a few people realized that this was the real name of the demon who destroyed Liangshan. Lin Yechan and Sikongnan heard Tie Tianying's voice, and they knew that they would negotiate internally. It would be better to kill Fang Qifo and them now. It also passed from a distance, and through the internal force of breaking the six paths, it resounded through the night sky.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance! I said hello a long time ago! Fang La's calamity has devastated Jiangnan! Manichaeans are going to die! Your mother-in-law and mother don't do it! I'll do it myself!"
"Fuck—" Lin Yechan shouted violently, resounding through the night sky like a demon.
"Fuck him!" someone in the crowd shouted.
Zong Feixiao said angrily: "Dare you dare—"
"Buried them."
Lin Yechan rushed towards Deng Yuanjue, who was already wounded in the fork. The figure was turbulent, and some people rushed towards the straight road. Among them, the silent but fast speed was the monk Tunyun in an iron cassock. Sikong Nan also moved towards him. After taking a look there, he finally decided to kill Fang Qifo first. On the other side of the mountain road, someone put down the torch and lit something.
The moment Han Mao stood up, something drowned out the sound. Monk Tun Yun was still flying. Suddenly, a beam of light whizzed through the side of his body. Behind Sikong Nan, the beam of light flew past.
There was a loud bang, like thunder in the mountains in the dark night, the fire expanded with the explosion, and the fireball that flew over 100 meters exploded in the crowd. The person's body was directly blown open, and a companion next to him was blown out. The sound reverberated, the fire was flecked, and the people next to him were stunned.
On the chair at the end of the straight, Ning Yi's ears were buzzing with the sound of the firing. He squinted and covered his ears with a twisted face. Not far from the side, the barrel made of elm broke away from the haste of the stone. Suppressed and flew directly into the sky, when Ning Yi looked back, the elm tree fell and smashed the body of a horse behind, smashing the horse to the ground, getting up and running away.
Ning Yi waved his finger, not knowing if the person next to him could hear it: "Record the effect, next door."
This exploding artillery shell produced a huge shock. For a time, everyone seemed to be quiet, the horses were neighing, and the people who were knocked down began to get up: "Booming thunder..."
"Palm Thunder?"
"Witchcraft..."
The people who were originally fighting began to become chaotic. At this time, the members of the Punishment Department gathered on the hillside, and the members of Sikongnan and Lin Yechan gathered on the mountain road. The first-class figures like Sikong Nan and Lin Yechan who were side by side with Zhou Tong gathered here. The originally determined situation became uncertain at the moment when there were only 30 people left on Fang Baihua's side.
The existence of the inner demon Ning Yi, at this moment, finally turned into a real and thick shadow, pressing down. Put everyone on the stage of confrontation. (...)
ps: ^_^