Chapter 22 Killing the Enemy!
Chapter 22 Killing the Enemy!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Master Zhong!"
"Do you think you can escape alive today?"
"I've been setting up this scheme for over three years!"
"Once I sit on the throne of the leader and bring the Ming Cult under my control, the Ming Cult will no longer be a demonic cult. Yan Shaofu has already promised to build a temple and sculpt a golden statue for the Ming Venerable."
"Master Zhong, you have been in the position of leader for thirteen years, yet you have not made our sect grow stronger by even a fraction."
"Someone like you, who holds a position without doing any work, should step down and make way for a more capable person!"
Zhong Yuan looked in the direction from which the arrogant voice came from.
They saw the cliff edge, which was still more than thirty feet away from them.
Old Zhong, Huo Tianjiao, and Dugu Xian wearing a silver mask.
Wang Yin, the leader of Qingxi Altar, and several others were also trapped in one place.
The man with Professor Zhong was over nine feet tall, dressed in a black robe, and had an arrogant expression on his face.
The man in black robes and Old Zhong exchanged blows, their figures clashing and their fists striking each other!
They fought relentlessly, their true energy overflowing, their power radiating outwards, their might extraordinary, truly unimaginable!
There was another person, thin and with a birthmark on his forehead. He was also quite tall, holding a long sword, and his eyes flashed with cold light. He was fighting against the green-robed Dugu Xian like a venomous snake!
Dugu Xian's swordsmanship was extraordinary, at least far superior to Huo Tianjiao's.
However, the person who fought against Dugu Xian was actually able to fight on par with Dugu Xian and stand shoulder to shoulder with him!
As Dugu Xian swung his sword, the sound of wind and thunder could be faintly heard!
His attacks were not only fast, but also possessed an incomparably sharp sword aura.
The gaunt man was not only able to withstand Dugu Xian's sword strikes, but he was also able to wield his sword and fight back.
It can be said that the thin man's swordsmanship, even if not as good as Dugu Xian's, was by no means much worse.
There was also a middle-aged man, dressed in hemp clothing, with long flowing hair, who was fighting Huo Tianjiao with both palms out!
Huo Tianjiao's figure was elusive, and the techniques she used were quite peculiar, but the man in hemp clothing was also formidable.
Use the orthodox to overcome the unorthodox.
She could hold her own against Huo Tianjiao.
The remaining figures were those dressed in black robes and wielding swords, positioned on the perimeter as lookouts.
Wang Yin and his companions, armed with swords and knives, were fighting against the men in black robes!
Not far away, there were also archers providing cover.
Fang Liu raised his hand and pointed to the black-robed man fighting with Old Zhong not far away, saying, "Brother Yuan."
"That's Ma Futu, disguised as the White Dragon King!"
"Just now, I heard Master Zhong mention in the hall that this person was a lay disciple of Lingyin Temple. Later, he went to Bianliang and stayed at the Xiangguo Temple for three years. Somehow, he suddenly became the Imperial City Envoy of the Imperial City Guard!"
"The person currently fighting with Right Envoy Dugu is none other than Xuan Yin, Left Envoy of Light!"
"The one fighting the Crimson Flame Dharma King is Vice Leader Zuo Qiankun!"
Zhong Yuan nodded slightly. Crimson Flame was the sacred fire, and Huo Tianjiao used it as her name.
He and Fang Liu hid behind a rock nearby, peeking out to look carefully in that direction.
at the moment.
The situation has reached a stalemate.
The black-robed man-ma-futu's abilities were quite remarkable.
He was able to fight Old Zhong to a standstill.
I don't know where that Ma Futu came from, but he has such abilities.
You should know that Old Zhong is someone who has mastered the fourth level of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.
Once the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is unleashed, it allows one to use the opponent's strength against them!
If Ma Futu were a brute, he would definitely be no match for Lao Zhong.
However, the force he exerted was also light and airy, as if it were nothing.
The two exchanged blows, and surprisingly, neither could gain the upper hand.
At this time.
Zhong Yuan observed the surrounding terrain and confirmed that there were no ambushes above the valleys on either side.
After all, the mountains above the valleys on both sides are very steep, and the peaks are narrow, making it impossible for anyone to hide.
A rough estimate suggests that there were about sixty archers covering the rear.
With his current skill level, it would be difficult for him to kill all sixty-odd people in a short period of time.
He turned to Fang Liu beside him and said, "Sixth Brother."
"Go to the cliff on the left, light a signal fire, and set the mountain on fire!"
"Right now, the east wind is starting to rise, and as the wind intensifies, the fireworks will spread naturally."
Fang Liu said, "However, most of the weeds on this mountain are damp, so it will probably be difficult to start a fire in a short time!"
Zhong Yuan said, "It's precisely because the weeds are damp that so much smoke is produced!"
"Wait for the smoke to blow into this valley!"
"I have a way to get the cult leader and the others out of this predicament!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Liu did not hesitate and headed directly in the direction Zhong Yuan had indicated.
Zhong Yuan returned to the hall, tore off a piece of cloth, soaked it, and covered his face with it.
We returned to the back of the mountain and waited quietly.
About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea has passed.
Smoke was already drifting in from the east, and the wind was picking up in the valley.
The smoke grew thicker and thicker, spreading further and further away.
The visibility was getting lower and lower.
Zhong Yuan drew his sword and charged toward the dozens of archers who were holding the line.
He tried to walk lightly, perhaps because of the thick smoke.
Perhaps the archers were choking on the smoke and were busy covering their mouths and noses.
Zhong Yuan then reached the back of the archers.
They also did not find Zhongyuan.
At this point, the smoke in the valley was already very thick!
Visibility is very low!
Only at the cliff mouth, because there's an opening, is the smoke not so thick and the visibility is still acceptable.
Zhong Yuan raised his sword and struck swiftly, ending the lives of two archers with two consecutive blows!
The archer standing nearby finally realized something was wrong.
"Who goes there!"
Then someone shouted.
The archers quickly stood up, changed formation, and tried to stand back to back, forming a circle.
However, due to the thick smoke, the archers were choked and their eyes and noses watered.
They were unable to make a change of formation in a short period of time.
Zhong Yuan seized the opportunity and thrust out his sword again and again.
puff!
puff!
The blade of the White Rainbow Sword is so sharp that not even a speck of blood can be found on it.
One archer after another fell.
At this moment, Zhong Yuan did not forget to run quickly and shout a few times, using a feint to the east and a diversion to the west!
"There it is!"
"Over here!"
The archers drew their swords and slashed left and right, but instead of hitting Zhong Yuan, they hit their own men.
In a short time.
The archers engaged in a chaotic battle amidst the smoke.
Zhong Yuan showed no distinction between friend and foe, and without any mercy, he raised his sword and killed.
After killing more than thirty people.
He noticed that the sounds around him had almost stopped.
He walked forward.
The smoke had been blown away by the wind.
Only corpses remained, lying scattered and disorganized behind them.
Blood flowed and seeped into the cracks in the rocks not far away.
there.
Old Zhong and Ma Futu stood there motionless, their palms facing each other.
Old Zhong saw Zhong Yuan's figure emerge from the smoke not far away.
A look of urgency crossed his face, and he shouted, "Yuan'er!"
"Attack his Lingtai acupoint!"
When Zhong Yuan lived in the old house, he read the medical books left by Old Zhong and already knew all the major acupoints on the human body very well.
He didn't hesitate at all.
He raised his sword and leaped forward, aiming for Ma Futu's Lingtai acupoint in the back of his heart!
call out!
When Zhong Yuan's internal energy surged into the sword tip, it pierced directly into the Ma Futu Lingtai acupoint.
Ma Futu's face instantly turned purplish-red, and then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
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