"You want to catch me in the next life!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Zhu Xiaoqian's snitch instinct was much better than others. She jumped up and suddenly became taller. She climbed up to the eaves and climbed onto the roof.
The gesture of stepping lightly on the tiles is like a swallow building a nest and flying around.
"Fire the arrow! No one can escape tonight!"
The man dressed as a lama waved his hand and said, his cold voice already indicating that tonight was a fatal situation.
The two teams of Qing soldiers drew their bows and fired. It was like a heavy rainstorm, smashing countless tiles.
But among the few children who were caught, a little fat man shouted loudly: "Granny, save me!"
Zhu Xiaoqian almost made mistakes when stepping high and flying across the sky.
"You little fat guy! You can recognize me when I'm dressed up like this!"
Zhu Xiaoqian's figure suddenly turned back like a ghost, like a flying swallow returning to its nest and then leaving suddenly. The turning speed was astonishingly fast. She reached out and fished out a little fat man from the Qing soldiers and flew back to the eaves.
When the chaos in front of them ended, more tiles fell from the sky and struck into the crowd like arrows. Even the soldiers wearing cotton armor were wounded and bleeding in the surprise attack, and the team staggered here and there.
"You damn shemale, come after me if you have the guts!"
Zhu Xiaoqian proudly provoked, then weighed the little fat man in her hand with difficulty, "...how much have you eaten? Why is it so heavy!"
Fang Dahong said aggrievedly: "My father said that being able to eat is a blessing...Mother-in-law, please save my other friends!"
Zhu Xiaoqian took off her hat and said, "Do you think I have three heads and six arms, mother-in-law? Just now I gave them a slap in the face, if I do it again I will have to be a hedgehog!"
Before he finished speaking, he quickly held down his head and the two of them lay down on the spot.
The arrows shot into the sky were so heavy that they couldn't even lift their heads, let alone escape.
At this time, the leading officers in the compound had united their forces, and the Qing soldiers once again restored the situation.
The strong man who looked like a bear was dressed in official uniform, and he showed a strong air of determination. He bowed his hands and saluted the lama: "Master Keba, have all the remaining evildoers in Shaolin Temple been captured?"
The skinny lama's face was painted with weird paint. The bright red and dead white paint made his facial features extremely ferocious. It was more like putting makeup on a dead person than putting makeup on a living person. The strange and strong saffron scent on his body was even more evocative. Scalp numbness.
"Five caught, and one on the roof."
The leading officer ordered people to regain control of these treasure map clues. After clicking through them, he said strangely: "How come there are six little Fifth Patriarchs who escaped from Southern Shaolin?"
Ningdie has been pretending to be a man in the past few days, blending in with a few young monks who have been deliberately concealed. They seem to have a surprisingly consistent style.
At this time, Ningdie also knew that she had suffered a disaster from Chi Yu, but what was worse was that if her identity was exposed, she would be the first to lose her life.
Several children looked at each other and noticed this problem, and then quickly lowered their heads to avoid being seen through.
The lama said nonchalantly: "It's normal for the Fifth Patriarch to have six. Maybe it's the old bald donkey who is the supreme good, so he spreads doubts."
The leading officer couldn't help but glance at the lama. It was the first time he saw a lama calling a monk a bald donkey. No, he had to look twice.
The lama may have realized that he had made a mistake, so he looked back at Qing Bing, who was suppressing a smile, and said viciously: "I have hair! Mr. Lu, let's take all these children back and torture them carefully. The whereabouts of the treasure map will be at hand!"
The leading officer nodded slightly, and suddenly his ears twitched slightly, as if he noticed something, and shouted loudly to no one, "Who is hiding in the dark!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloth figure stood up from the east roof, and all the Qing soldiers faced east and were on guard.
"The traitor is subject to..."
Before the leading officer finished saying the word "die", he saw a man standing on the roof to the west wearing a Taoist robe and answering loudly.
"Grandpa is here...eh? I thought you were talking about me?"
The man scratched his head in embarrassment, "I made a mistake, I made a mistake, you continue..."
"Capture them!" the leading officer was furious.
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The strong wind swept through the backyard, and the dead leaves of the autumn night were clearly visible. At this moment, a silver spear fell from the sky on the east side of the yard. The cold spear tip turned into a shadow and swept away a group of Qing soldiers. Blood spattered and enveloped the scene. The lama's body was inhabited.
On the west side of the yard, a man dressed as a Taoist priest then rose and fell from the roof to the ground, as fast as a ghost, his hands shaking in the wind, the vibration amplitude from slow to fast, from strong to weak, he crashed into the Qing army and was pushed and blocked. , dispersed a large number of people in an instant.
The movements of both of them are surprisingly fast, because they have been lying dormant for a long time, and once the killing power breaks out, there is no obstacle.
The deadly choke-lock gun was used to draw blood, and a series of continuous palms were used to pierce the heart. Long strikes were short strikes, soft strikes were hard, and the situation was instantly turned into a mess.
If there were no accidents, the two of them would attack both sides, which would have prevented the enemy from looking at each other. They could even capture the thief and capture the king at the same time, rescuing the prisoner and changing the tide of the battle.
Ningdie's eyes almost popped out of her head, and she silently thought to herself that Hero Hong and the bastard Taoist priests should come and save me. I will definitely not run away this time!
But until this moment, the lama's face remained indifferent.
Just when the tip of the gun was only a foot away from his throat, a strange metal chariot broke out of the wall of the woodshed, with countless barbs sticking out, and headed straight for Hong Xiguan!
Jiang Wen, who had just killed the Qing soldiers and tried his best to get close to several children, was also blocked by a group of monk soldiers with strange faces. They relied on the iron wheels in their hands to form a strangulation net, blocking his way from all directions.
The expert's attack was between lightning and flint. Hong Xiguan twisted his waist and drew the rod. The gun body was like a dragon emerging from the water. After swinging out in an astonishing arc, it hit the center of the steel chariot first, and was about to go straight to the Huanglong!
But this time, the sound of the indestructible and life-threatening choke gun Canglang only caused a spark outside the steel chariot.
One side of the armor of the vehicle was opened, and a rotten and deformed arm stretched out and grabbed the head of the gun!
"Hong Xiguan, you are indeed here! You can't guess that I'm not dead yet!"
The sound was like the howling of a night owl, and like the breaking of dry wood, but it was unpleasant but exuded a deep hatred.
"Ma Ning'er?!!!"
Official Hong Xi gritted his teeth and revealed his murderous intent.
"Don't waste your efforts! This armored vehicle of mine is made of the same fine iron as the deadly gun. I even specially found the craftsman who forged the gun for you, killed his whole family with my own hands, and forced him to build this vehicle!"
Hong Xiguan's expression changed dramatically, he pushed his palm forward, stepped back, and the bright silver gun that killed people without staining blood disintegrated from the middle.
In an instant, Hong Xiguan actually gave up the tip of the spear, pulled out another short spear from the middle of the gun body, turned his body upside down, and hit the weirdo in the iron cart with a shot that could break gold and rubble!
"Jie Jie Jie... Do you want to kill me just like this?!"
The weirdo allowed himself to be stabbed by the tip of the spear, and his voice was filled with a twisted sense of revenge, "I was saved by the demon monk from the Western Regions that day, and was put in poisonous juice to torture day and night. I have long been invulnerable! Today is the day of your death!"
After saying that, a poisonous claw stretched out from the armored car and grabbed Xiang Xiguan's left arm holding the gun.
Hong Xiguan's sword eyebrows stood up at this moment, he dragged his gun and flipped in the air, knocked off the poisonous claws with the gun shaft, then hit the weirdo's arm, and took back the deadly choke gun in mid-air.
Later, Hong Xiguan was unwilling to attack the weirdos at various points, but all failed in vain!
The lama monk soldier's iron wheel was blown away with great force. Jiang Wen passed through the gap of narrow escape, looked at the torn Taoist robe with distress, and said to Hong Xiguan: "Don't listen to his nonsense! Can a gun and a car be the same?" "
Hong Xiguan looked at Jiang Wen and frowned in confusion.
"I majored in vehicle engineering, listen to me! I don't believe there are no parts for such a big car. You avoid the deck and focus on its welding points. Just dismantle it until there are only two wheels left - I want to see if he is there. Riding a unicycle inside!”
After hearing this, Hong Xiguan nodded slightly and stared at the gun again.
Jiang Wen said with excitement, "Why are you invulnerable? I don't need a knife or a gun. If I tie up your hands and feet and throw you to the bottom of the lake, I don't believe you can still have Atlantis blood!"
The weirdo in the car was furious when he heard this: "Then I'll let you die first!"
Jiang Wen ducked back and got behind Hong Xiguan, "I'll leave this person to you to deal with. I'm just here to incite hatred."
"Thanks for the advice!"
Official Hong Xi's face was still stern, but the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be hidden. He turned towards the armored car at a faster speed, and fired his gun like a dragon into a dazzling comet!
"Master Lu, the bones of the person in the palm are all broken!"
The leading officer sat still, watching Officer Hong Xi fight against the strange man in the armored car. He frowned after receiving the report.
"Broken?"
"Yes! The bones in the palms of the arms were shattered into powder. I guess they won't be able to hold the knife even after they're healed!"
Mr. Lu frowned even more: "The day before yesterday, the county magistrate reported that a corpse was abandoned in an alley. Two spies also died with their bones shattered. I think it was the person in front of me. He was mixed with the imperial convict Hong Xi, and now he is an enemy rather than a friend!"
The subordinate continued to test: "Should we let..."
The leading officer looked at Zhu Xiaoqian and the little fat man who still did not dare to move on the roof, and waved his hands in denial: "No, he has other plans. I want to see what other methods they have!"
The men's expressions became solemn, and they were about to report and retreat when they suddenly noticed another burst of chaos in the military formation behind them. When they turned around again, they were hit in the face by a locust stone and passed out.
Upon seeing this, the leading officer was furious and threw the locust stone back, only to find that besides the fat man lying on the roof, the other person had been replaced by a young and beautiful woman, smiling strangely and making faces.
The old woman who had hurt someone just now had sneaked into the back of the team, used hidden weapons to break up the Qing soldiers, picked up the two children, and left.
At this time, the leading officer was in a dilemma. On one side were the three children who were captured, and on the other were the three children who were rescued. The attack might be completely lost, but standing still might win half the battle.
As a force on the field that has not participated in the battle, I need to scare those who are lurking, but the opponent is encroaching step by step, and waiting is definitely not an option...
"Master Keba! Why don't you take action?!"
The leading officer urged, but found that Lama's situation was even more unfavorable at this moment. A child half a man's height touched his side at some point and started beating him with a set of punches.
Even though he was weak and physically weak, his attacks were extremely ruthless. He gathered his shoulders and tightened his abdomen with the technique of a long bridge and a big horse. Every time he made a move, he would attack Kepa Lama's throat, neck, armpits, flanks, heart, lower genitals, etc. The key point was that Lama was defeated continuously for a while.
"Catch him! With all the Shaolin martial arts, I think he is the Fifth Patriarch!"
The leading officer couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
The ones who were chased out from Shaolin were the Little Fifth Patriarchs, and when they arrived at Mafu, there were six. Now the lama said there is a seventh one. Let’s just say that everyone in this world has Buddha nature and everyone is the Little Fifth Patriarch of Shaolin!
When Jiang Wen and Hong Wending intercepted them, Zhu Xiaoqian and Hongdou took this opportunity to transport the three children out of the yard, temporarily destroying each other's plans.
Although Hong Wending was good at fighting, he was young and frail after all, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. Jiang Wen turned around to come to support, separated the two of them with a palm, and knocked Lama Keba back three steps. He was supported by the monk soldiers behind him.
"Good kung fu. I wonder which Taoist disciple this Taiyi Cotton Palm belongs to?" the lama said conspiratorially.
The head of Jiang University said sternly: "If you have any objections to me, the leader of the Central Plains Five, Master Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, and the Little Silver Insect Zhou Botong, please go to the sect and complain to my job number 9527!"
The lama immediately retorted: "Nonsense! How can a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain know the martial arts of the Wudang Sect!"
Jiang Wen smiled and said: "Then you are a bald donkey, why should you care about our Taoist priests' affairs!"
Lama Keba was furious and followed the monk soldiers forward, spinning the sharp blades in their hands. Jiang Wen and Hong Wending were left bare-handed and instantly fell into inferior positions.
"Wen Ding be careful!"
Hong Xiguan warned aloud, and retreated from the fight with the weirdo. The silver gun flew out of his hand and galloped in front of his son. The father and son each held a short spear, and they just used a set of flawless combined attack skills!
As the saying goes, father and son are connected. Their martial arts originate from the same source. Years of running-in have made them have an incomparable fighting understanding. Hong Wending used the cold to stab his lower body, while Hong Xiguan flung his weapons majestically. Against the trend, the two men's attacks became more and more fierce. It actually suppressed the combined attack flywheel on the opposite side.
But this time he switched opponents, Jiang Wen had no choice but to face this weirdo in the armored car.
Ma Ning'er's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he broke out of the armored car through the window. There was no need to be conservative at all against the enemy in front of him.
Ma Ning'er was revived by the demon monk from the Western Regions using poisonous methods. She crawled back from hell with hatred. Her body outside of the iron armor was full of wounds left by ablation and scalding. There was no trace of skin or hair left. She looked like... Like a skinned monster.
What's even more terrifying is that face. Due to the venom soaking in day and night, the facial features have been completely rotten and disintegrated. Cell fluid is still seeping out from the rotten face, condensing into yellow-brown blood scabs. It looks like a vicious corpse. The cruel rotting corpse stood in front of him, and even washing his face with aqua regia could not reach this state.
"Step aside!"
Ma Ning'er wasn't even interested in wasting time.
Jiang Wen waved his hand and said: "I don't want to fight you either. But I heard my brother's advice, Hong Xiguan is so powerful, it's useless if you don't stay in seclusion for a while..."
Seeing that Ma Ning'er was about to kill him with his poisonous claws, Jiang Wen immediately took half a step back and said, "Wait a minute!"
Ma Ning'er didn't expect this reaction, thinking that the other party was trying to trick her, so she subconsciously stopped.
But Master Jiang suddenly bent down, supported the tree and spat out a mouthful of sour water.
"Ugh... it's so exciting to see it up close, I can't bear it for a while... Don't worry, I'll get used to it..."
Ma Ning'er flew into a rage and punched Jiang Wen. At this time, Jiang Wen had already dodged the fight and walked around the tree. Ma Ning'er jumped towards the lamas in the gap between Ma Ning'er and the falcon. Behind him, another child was grabbed with one hand and thrown along the wall out of the courtyard.
"Ahhhh!! I'm afraid of heights!!!"
Among the three children, Ning Die screamed the most miserably, even reaching the top of the wall and unable to stop.
"Hong Xiguan, the children have been rescued, the wind is blowing!"
The purpose of this trip has been achieved. Jiang Wen knew that he could not stay here for long, so he tried his best to catch Ma Ning'er's poisonous palm, and got ready to leave quickly - when the Qing soldiers completed the siege, no matter how strong their martial arts skills were, they would only die from exhaustion here. .
Hong Xiguan took a deep look at Ma Ning'er, put his silver gun on the ground, and sent Hong Wending to the wall first. Then he turned around and pushed back the pursuers. He provoked Ma Ning'er's armored chariot with great strength and smashed it straight into pieces. An exterior wall.
The situation was looking good. Jiang Wen no longer wanted to fight. He turned around and left. However, he heard the sound of footsteps outside the wall, and a figure appeared in the gap, meeting Hong Xiguan on the narrow road!
The two faced each other, but it was difficult for Hong Xiguan to use his spear, so he turned to Hong Fist to meet the enemy.
I saw a straight punch like an arrow, with the intention of shooting something straight and fast, but the opponent did not dodge or evade, and the backhand punch was like a huge wave crashing on the shore, but Hong Xiguan was knocked back into the courtyard!
A tall man walked in from the gap in the yard, with a stern look on his face. He was holding Ningdie in one hand and Hong Wending in the other. His appearance completely coincided with that of a performer in the heavy rain...
Hong Xiguan was caught off guard and received a slap. Blood surged around his mouth and stained his teeth red. Jiang Wen hurriedly helped him up.
"Taoist Priest, take my son and go first!"
Official Hong Xi did not pay attention to the captured Wen Ding. Instead, he said to Jiang Wen with a ferocious expression, which shocked the head of Jiang Da.
But Master Jiang immediately realized that this was Hong Xiguan's plan to confuse the enemy.
He was already injured at this moment, making the other party mistakenly believe that among the seven children, Hong Wending had been rescued, and the two children opposite were really the Little Fifth Patriarch, so they could stay safe for the time being!
Jiang Wenmian waved his palms and fought back, but said unwillingly, "No! You take Wen Ding and go first. I will definitely rescue the little Fifth Patriarch!"
After saying that, Master Jiang looked at the two children with tears in his eyes.
This is not only acting, but also true feelings. One has lost his son and the other has lost his apprentice. The distress and unwillingness of the two do not need to be acted out.
Seeing Jiang Wen's so dedicated acting, Hong Xiguan could only continue to act, getting more and more frustrated - if both of them looked like they didn't want to leave, then why not just stay and be captured?
"Taoist Master, let's go quickly..."
"No need! I must rescue them."
Jiang Wen means it seriously. My two future apprentices are still facing each other. If I don't leave, I will be ruthless and unreasonable.
"But Taoist Master, you have been poisoned by Ma Ning'er's hands, and you will die from the poison within a quarter of an hour..."
Hong Xiguan pointed to the now black wound on Jiang Wen's shoulder and spoke word by word, fearing that the other party would not understand the meaning of his words.
"It's ridiculous! I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child. Before I learned how to walk, I learned internal strength first. It's just highly poisonous."
Jiang Wen tilted his mouth and said confidently: "I can hold on for at least two quarters of an hour!"
