The cave tunnel was endless, so Jiang Wen's mind was still churning with what he had just seen.
The pingyi stone statues in the cave are primitive and simple, and the stalactites outside the body are like lumps of condensed dead white fat. They are sticky and dripping down from all over the body of the stone statues, covering what is supposed to be the majestic Yellow River water god. Its appearance completely transformed it into an evil-looking fish-man monster hiding in the cave.
Jiang Wen just glanced at it and couldn't get rid of this distorted picture from his mind. He couldn't guess why the Qin people, who were always known for their majestic and realistic artistic style, wasted their manpower to carve this terrifying stone statue. But Qin people What people do may not be easy to guess.
As Ying Laodao said, Qin Shihuang, who sent troops to attack back then, had the ambition to encompass the whole world. As soon as the war in the Central Plains was over, he ordered the Qin Dynasty's 500,000-strong army to be divided into three armies under the command of Wei Tusui. The east and west roads are moving southward in mighty ways.
The east route takes Jiangxi to attack the Minyue area, and the west route takes Hunan to attack the Guangxi area. Their central branch crosses Jiuyi, goes down to Huangxi, and goes straight to Panyu along the Beijiang River. When the three armies went out to court, the ground shook, the armor and horses on the land were like clouds, the boats on the water were flying one after another, the flags were everywhere, the swords and spears were everywhere, the sky was overwhelming, and they were sweeping in. The formations they put up made the South Vietnamese who had never experienced such a war feel frightened.
Whenever the complicated and confusing history is placed in front of Jiang Wen's eyes, he will be attracted by its remote and mysterious appearance. He longs to think about how the Qin people who also set foot on this land fought and killed in the wild and terrifying Lingnan land. Blood and fire plowed this unexplored soil over and over again.
"Senior Ying, are the bronze figures everywhere outside also made by Qin people?"
Jiang Wen followed the long and winding crypt and suddenly thought of those bronze statues that were still brutal and crude in shape, but full of imaginative tension. Since the other party calls him "Tongshan slang", he should know the details.
Although Ying Laodao is short and lame, his legs are very strong and he does not show any difficulty in navigating the deep, twisting, smooth and narrow stone tunnel.
"Master Jiang, those bronze figures were not made by the people of Qin, but by the people who were imprisoned in the caves and worked day and night without stopping."
Ying Laodao sighed quietly and continued to explain to Jiang Wen, "Due to the ferocity of the South Vietnamese, the Qin army became increasingly unfavorable in combat, and was even besieged in Panyu City and unable to move. Fortunately, the troops from the west route broke through the Guangxi fortress and captured a large number of slaves. Half of them were left to work day and night in Beiliu Tongshan, while the other half was thrown into this dark underwater prison to build ships. They could not take this step until they died..."
The cruel words echoed in the stone cave, and behind the great achievements were always bloody claw marks and bitter tears, which was shocking.
Tu Sui was a standard general of the Qin State. He had no appeasement or comfort in his eyes, only the ambition to swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger. At that time, the Qin Dynasty was at its peak, and anyone who dared to challenge it would die. Therefore, even if the reserve force given to him by the First Emperor was only " "Dead man, son-in-law, Jiaren", even if the Qin army in the southern expedition was issued a rusty bronze gun with the inscription "Fourteen Years" written on it that had been used for more than 20 years, even if the Qin army suffered from the sweltering heat, Tortured by salty tides, typhoons, snakes, scorpions, mountain leeches, dysentery and various miasmas, he was still the tough and hardy old Qin man who would sacrifice everything for victory, even giving up the last bit of mercy in front of innocent people. He had good intentions until he led a building boat to pursue the Yue people and was killed by the poisonous arrows of the Yue people's commander Jie Jun.
Jiang Wen understood what Ying Laodao meant by "Li people" - the so-called "Li people" were the ancestors of "Tong people". They were members of the Baiyue nation just like the Yue people, except that the Yue people Living by the water and going in and out by boat, the Li people followed the caves and nested on the cliffs. Although one tribe has long since disappeared in history, it is the ancestor of the Zhuang tribe in later generations.
Legend has it that after the Qin army fought hard, they finally secured most of Lingnan and eliminated the organized resistance of the Yue people. The remaining Yue people who refused to surrender retreated into the high mountains of Guangxi and became the later Tong tribe (Zhuang tribe). . Both "Cong Zai of Western Guangdong" and "Book of Libing of Prefectures and Countries in the World" include the Tong people as "ancient Yue people". But some people say that the Yao people are the aborigines of Guangxi. The "History of the Ming Dynasty" states that the Tong people moved from Hubei to Guangxi during the Zhizheng period of the Yuan Dynasty. However, Ying Laodao obviously did his own research and did not recognize this statement at this time. .
The Qin army coming from the north to control Panyu needed "men with large boats". Only in this way could they swim down the Beijiang River and defeat the dozens or hundreds of South Vietnamese boats that were besieging Panyu. However, the Qin army's southern expedition had to cross the lofty mountains at the junction of Hunan and Guangdong to reach Beijiang. It was impossible for them to carry building ships over the mountains and ridges. The only way was to build their own building ships after reaching Beijiang to reverse the unfavorable situation of water warfare.
Tu Sui's ability to build so many large ships in such a short period of time not only shows that the Qin army has very high shipbuilding technology and productivity, but also proves the important role of the numerous Dong cave slipways and the countless Dong people who perished underground. Slang people are real.
"Master Jiang, do you know that after Tu Sui's death, the cave slipway was gradually abandoned and hidden. These scumbags survived until Zhao Tuo became emperor, and they were discovered in this cave slipway."
Ying Laodao talked about the appalling relics of Qing Dynasty and walked forward slowly, "The people on the slipway have been eating raw fish and shrimps and drinking salt water for decades. Only dozens of body spiky and scaly skin are left. The whites of their eyes are like those of a dead fish that cannot see. They have only survived for decades by carving copper dolls with their bare hands and worshiping Bingyi day and night, but they have all turned into things that cannot be considered human beings."
"After Zhao Tuo heard about it, he hurriedly ordered his brother Zhao Guang, who was granted the title of King Cangwu, to go to Beiliu Tongshi Ridge to visit the group of slang people who were placed by Tu Sui in mining in the mountains. The slips Zhao Guang sent back were quite unclear. It was immediately destroyed by Zhao Tuo. Rumors persisted until the end of the Song Dynasty. Some people also said that in the deep mountain mines in Tongshiling, there were spirits who came out at night, with scales and horns, and touched the wall with their heads. "Sui, leap up in the distance"..."
The story gradually ended, but the echo in my heart never stopped.
If it is true that Dong and Yue have the same origin, then this war a thousand years ago was on this land, sprinkled with the blood of the Qin people, the blood of the Yue people, the blood of the civilians, the blood of the soldiers, and even the South Vietnamese leaders and The blood of the general of the Qin army bought Zhao Tuo the years of caring for the people after entering Guangdong. It seems that the flowers of civilization in Lingnan were watered with blood, but today's Guangzhou Mansion has been stained with blood for ten years. The warm and joyful years can be seen before our eyes, but it is still as fragile as a bubble that bursts when blown.
Long sighs sounded leisurely, and the originally mighty team fell apart intentionally or unintentionally. Now only Jiang Wen and Ying Laodao were left walking together. The rest of the people were suddenly missing, which made Jiang Wen sincerely feel strange.
"Senior Ying, what's your purpose in taking me this way? Why don't we follow the others out of the belly of the stone statue?"
Ying Laodao said in a deep voice for a moment: "The road in the abdomen leads to Panyu in the north of Panyu, directly to Pangu Cave in Huashan Mountain. It rains and clears in the morning and evening, and is protected by haze. The scene from the beginning seems to still exist. According to ancient legends, there are immortal caves and houses. As long as If we hide there, even if we are surrounded by a large army, we will be safe and sound."
"I knew that the secret passage in Luo Mansion was not that simple. At first we were under the City God's Temple, and just now we were outside the South China Sea. The secret passage can also go to Huashan Mountain in the north of the city, a hundred miles away..."
Jiang Wen's expression was startled, and then he revealed a hint of realization, "No! I'm afraid it's not the people inside who are moving at this time, but this road buried deep underground and dark, right?!"
This explanation is horrifying but reasonable. The cave slipway can be abandoned by the butcher, but so many Dong slaves always need supervision to deliver food and shipbuilding materials. It is impossible for one Hu butcher to kill the whole village. We have to eat pigs with hair on them, so we have collective amnesia and can’t find the way to the slipway, right?
Therefore, the most likely possibility is that the road to and from the cave slipway is not fixed, but will change at will!
It disappeared from the entrance due to some unknown incident after Tu Sui's death. After that, it appeared occasionally but was kept secretly until it was now in the hands of Luo Yuantong. Even Shang Kexi has been coveting it for many years.
Imagine again, how terrifying a passage like this is for a Guangzhou overlord. If he cannot completely control it in his own hands, it is no different from someone sleeping soundly next to the bed. He may not be able to react if he dies or the city is destroyed.
Ying Laodao showed an inexplicable expression, but had no intention of refuting Jiang Wen's guess. He just kept his head buried and walked forward.
When Jiang Wen saw Ying Laodao's mysterious expression, his alarm went off. He quickly grabbed Ying Laodao and asked, "How many roads are there? Could it be that there are more than just these two?!"
Seeing his resolute attitude, Ying Laodao could only say in embarrassment: "Master Jiang, with your intelligence, I can't hide it from you. But I brought you here with me precisely because you are needed here most, and there will naturally be someone for other matters." I can handle it, and I hope, Master Jiang, you can help me."
Jiang Wen Leng sneered: "It doesn't matter which way I go, but it's hard to say where the others will go. You can just let them run around?"
"It's okay to tell you at this time. Miss Luo and his entourage followed Mr. Wu to the ancient temple on the coast of the South China Sea. The heroes went to Zhilan Lake on the side of Elephant Hill, and the martial arts people involved escaped from Huashan. This is all a planned strategy."
Jiang Wen's steps became slower and slower, and Ying Laodao slowly stopped and wiped the sweat stained from the wrinkles on his forehead. His appearance was old and haggard, but his eyes were extremely hale and hearty. At this time, he actually showed a sensitivity that did not match his age.
He seemed to want to persuade Jiang Wen to put down his worries, but instead he told stories from ancient books.
"Master Jiang, you should have heard the story in "Huainanzi Tianwenxun", 'In the past, Gonggong fought with Zhuanxu to be emperor. In anger, he touched the mountains of Buzhou, and the pillars of heaven were broken, and the earth was still intact, and the sky tilted to the northwest. , so the sun, moon and stars move away; the earth is not satisfied with the southeast, so the water and dust return to nowhere.'"
Jiang Wen nodded calmly: "Of course I know this allusion."
Ying Laodao continued: "Between the sky and the earth, the sky tilts to the northwest and the earth sinks to the southeast. Therefore, no matter how twists and turns the rivers enter the sea, they will all end up in one place. No matter how many rivers flow across the vast land and chaos is frequent, as long as you wait for the dust to settle, it will be They will eventually end up in one place, this is the 'cross-flow' strategy that Lao Cao has decided upon."
"Senior Ying, I have long guessed that you are hiding something from me, but I didn't expect that this matter is really related to you."
Jiang Wen's expression became colder and colder, and he seemed to have seen through the true meaning of Ying Laodao's words, "The dust will return to its own place," "Since you said that the world has changed dramatically, you should also know the story of "Huainanzi·Lan Ming Xun", right?" Nuwa Refined the Five Colors The sky is mended with stones, the four poles are established by cutting off the turtles, the black dragon is killed to help Jizhou, and the ashes of reeds are accumulated to stop the rivers. The sky is mended, and the four poles are straight; the rivers are dried up, and Jizhou is peaceful; the cunning insects are dead, and the people of Zhuan are prosperous.'"
Jiang Wen continued, "I only know that if Tianji has been depleted, someone should stand up and cut off the ao and refine the stone to mend the sky. Otherwise, if the heaven and earth are not regular, the people will not be able to live. Who will see the majestic loyalty left empty? Tianxin is not enough. People's hearts make up for it, and this is Jiang's intention when he steps into Guangzhou City."
Jiang Wen knew at this time that Ying Laodao was well aware of the weakness and weakness of people's hearts, so he decided to divert all forces and disperse people with different ideas to avoid mutual interference, so as to achieve the overall effect of one plus one being greater than two.
Luo Yuantong and Wu Liuqi intended to destroy Shang Kexi's plan, so they went to the ancient temple in Nanhai to suppress the ghosts; the martial arts people planned to assassinate Shang Kexi, so they attacked from the east and started again from the north; but the most confusing thing is Ying Wumou's journey. There is no strategic intention or important role, but why do you want to drag Jiang Wen together when you know that Jiang Wen's force is beyond the limit?
Ying Laodao, who was snatched away by Jiang Wen for a while, did not become angry with shame. Instead, he said to Jiang Wen with some relief: "I didn't expect that Master Jiang is so knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but he is blinded by his old age."
Ying Laodao has a good temper and is very wise. He seemed very pleased with Jiang Wen's inferences just now. He did not directly respond to Jiang Wen's question, but instead talked about an ancient book record.
"Master Jiang, you just mentioned that Nuwa beheaded Ao to the four poles of Adachi. The old man will tell you again. This divine Ao carries the Tiantai Mountain on its back and floats in the sea. Regardless of the age, because Nuwa beheaded Ao's feet When I stood on the four poles, I saw that there was no immortal mountain, so I moved to the shore of Langya."
The mythical records were suddenly connected together, and a window opened in front of Jiang Wen's eyes, allowing him to gradually discover the unknown secrets.
"At that time, Ge Hong, the little heavenly master, recorded in "Encountering the Gods in Ji Zhong Sangu Pavilion" that there was a mountain called Tiantai outside the East China Sea. There was a ladder to the sky and a platform to ascend to the immortals. The feathered people lived there. Nuwa moved away after cutting off her feet. On the shore of Langya. The father-in-law on the Hou River climbed a mountain to realize the Tao, taught his disciples to become immortals, and the immortal way began to spread."
Ying Laodao's foresight was clearly visible at this moment, he stroked his beard and smiled slightly.
"At this time, since there are already people who are refining stones to kill the turtles, and there are people who are going to kill the dragons to stop the floods, we must rush to the rooftop first, take away the ladder to the sky, and put an end to his thoughts."
Jiang Wenxin thought, so it turned out that their plan was so grand, with the intention of suppressing the dragon ghosts and assassinating himself along the way. Ying Wumu's purpose was to destroy Shang Kexi's desire to seek immortality and let King Pingnan's Many plans fell through together!
"You are taking too many risks! Although the advantage of dividing your troops into three groups is that you can focus on one side to succeed and don't have to worry about the impact of defeat in other areas, but if the other side seizes the flaw and divides the troops to defeat you, then you will fall into an irreversible situation. .”
Jiang Wen said slowly and immediately pointed out the biggest flaw in the plan.
But Ying Wumou replied calmly: "I always resort to dangerous tactics. If you don't take risks, there is no reason to win. Besides, even if we join forces, how can we ensure that so many people work together? What about colluding in something big?"
What Ying Laodao said makes sense. This is just what Jiang Wen thought when he saw the whole plan for the first time - he only felt that the other party was talking nonsense. He had gathered so much power but it was like loose sand. No hope of victory can be seen.
"Senior, where does this road lead to?"
Walking in the gloomy stone cave, Jiang Wen felt dazed and hesitant for a moment. When he lost his reference, the whole world seemed to turn into chaos, and he was walking between the twists and turns of the water waves. The ups and downs of each step were all illusions. Every turn and corner is filled with nothingness. Only the road in front of me is extending and paving itself. With the connection between time, space and stars, I don’t know where it will lead.
Suddenly at a certain point in time, the darkness in front of me suddenly began to flicker, like a morning star blooming from the stone cave. The chaotic colors were like being inside a centrifuge. In an instant, it was thrown to an invisible distance. Two rays. The lonely figure suddenly appeared, accompanied by an indescribable dizziness and headache.
Jiang Wen turned to look at Ying Laodao and found that he was still calm and composed. However, the space inside the tomb cave they were in was huge. The surrounding stone walls were rough in shape. Many tomb chamber doors had not yet been opened. In one corner, there was a huge snake-patterned bronze tripod. , a large number of layers of bones that are hard and brittle with age are the remains of slaves who were buried after the tomb was built.
Jiang Wen immediately looked back and found that there was no stone cave passage behind him, and the slippery and wet road had disappeared. The place where he had just walked for a long time dissipated like dewdrops in the morning after a rain, and the rotten smell buried deep in the spring soil also drifted with the wind. Drifting away, it seems as if it has completely merged into the cold world.
"This is the tomb of King Wen of South Vietnam?!"
Jiang Wen's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he quickly looked at Ying Lao who was standing aside, "Why did you bring me here?"
"Head Jiang actually knows about this place? I haven't even disclosed this place as my apprentice."
Ying Laodao said quite proudly, not understanding Jiang Wen's nervousness at all, and quickly explained, "Shang Kexi's infatuated ladder to immortality is here, and I came here this time just to find out the secret first and take it away. The three mountains of elixir left by Zhao Tuo completely cut off his thoughts."
Jiang Wen still didn't relax, frowning as he looked at the empty tomb.
At this time, the stone blocking the door of the tomb was still there. The door of the tomb of King Wen of Nanyue was intact, and the painted murals and dome of the tomb were still intact. However, Li Xinghe, who was supposed to be imprisoned here, seemed to have evaporated and disappeared completely, not even a hair. Not a hair is left.
"Senior Ying, I haven't told you yet. Li Xinghe brought me here before, and I imprisoned him here. But where is he now..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Laodao's expression suddenly froze, and he twirled a few white beards in his hands. It seemed that he had been stunned for a long time before he understood what this meant. With a sinister omen welling up in his heart, he sighed sadly.
"Fell into a trap!"
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Tonight, Guangzhou city is under martial law. The Luo family in the east is heavily guarded, the Pingnan Palace in the west is hiding murderous intentions, and the navy in the south does not allow Pianfan to approach. Only the road leading to Zhilan Lake in the north has never been regarded as a desolate and inhabited swamp. A dangerous place.
But the strongest murderous intention came from that direction.
The Chinese army's tent in Prince Pingnan's Mansion continued to receive reports of incoming horses. An overwhelming force was sweeping in from the north, causing waves of Prince Pingnan's soldiers who tried to stop them to come back defeated. Regardless of whether they were brave generals. , wise generals or fierce generals, it seems that they can't stop the power with the determination to die.
"Your Majesty, the thieves came from the north this time, and Guangxiao Temple is also in the north. Could it be them..."
Counselor Jin Guang looked at the battle reports that were constantly being sent to him, smelled something unusual in them, and thought about the suspect.
He stared closely at the map of Guangzhou placed on the table in front of Shang Kexi. There were several sharp ink circles on it, which were the addresses of Nanhai Ancient Temple, Luo Mansion, Xianggang Mountain, Capital God Temple, and Lychee Bay. It has occupied three locations: east, west, south and west.
Shang Kexi sat motionless in his blue satin armor, writing indifferently to draw another circle around Zhilan Lake in the north, firmly occupying the four directions, with murderous intent lurking in his eyes, and every move he made seemed to have the roar of a golden horse following the wind. .
"It's true that I used myself as bait. The thief showed up today..."
There was no panic in Shang Kexi's voice as he was approaching the city, only a calm and indifferent tone. It seemed that he had truly learned the Bodhisattva's heart and thunderbolt methods through meditation. Now, even if he walks through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his golden body and mirror Bodhi cannot be stained.
"What a pity, I have already laid a trap for you."
Shang Kexi stretched out his old hand covered with frightening black spots and wrote heavily to the north of the Chinese army camp. He hung his wrist and drew a trace of a sharp edge and a pillar supported by bones.
"Monsters appear frequently in the Luo Mansion, and the evil son is imprisoned there again. Orders are sent to slow down the attack and withdraw the troops. Today's Baisha Lane is the place where he is destined to be buried!"
The sinister and sinister voice dissipated in the air, but inadvertently appeared in the rainy alley a mile away. The narrow sky street was empty, except for the vast twilight after nightfall. Let the rain fall on the bluestone road like a curtain, forming a quiet sound of dripping. There was no one in Baisha Alley.
More than twenty panting martial arts masters walked together, constantly pumping up their strength, refusing to stop even a step, and went straight to the direction where Shang Kexi was. Along with the sharp fists and sword shadows, they quietly shot out from all directions. Annihilate words full of malice.
They were panting violently, with countless dead soldiers behind them. Everyone was almost reaching their limit. Even the martial arts at the ultimate level could not make up for the loss of thousands of all-out attacks. The feedback from the dried up meridians was infinite. Their weakness seemed to tell them that they would fall if they took another step forward.
But they couldn't stay. Now, as long as they crossed this narrow alley of more than 20 feet, they could reach the Chinese army tent set up by Pingxi Prince's Mansion and deal a fatal blow to the butcher sitting inside.
In this short and narrow white sand alley, the martial arts masters slowed down. Some of them are masters from outside the family, some are handsome young men, some are Taoist monks, and some are members of wealthy families. There are even unfamiliar faces and women in red among them.
These people who had dealt with outside Guangxiao Temple no longer masked their faces, because with the complete blockade of Guangzhou City, their prepared backup and retreat routes had been cut off, leaving them with only one last chance, and they had no choice but to ignore it. Only in the place of death can you gain life.
Chen Jialuo was still holding on, his vision was wet with rain, and he was still looking directly at the sword master at the front of the team.
It was obvious that that person was the master who assassinated Shang Kexi three days ago, and was also the culprit who ignited this volcano. However, at this time, his sword was clearly very calm and cold, and the angle and timing of each strike were extremely wonderful, but it was just like an elegant scholar. Just by swiping a pen, you can take a life without any fuss.
It was difficult for Chen Jialuo to understand why such a master would make such a reckless move that day, even wantonly exposing his whereabouts and assassinating him first.
Judging from his performance today, it was clear that as long as he patiently looked for an opportunity to attack the palace that day, Shang Kexi would never be able to escape from his sword.
But soon there was no time to think, because an equally strong murderous aura emanated from the opposite side of Baisha Lane. It was a murderous aura that only desperadoes could feel.
A group of Japanese pirates dressed in black and holding dazzling swords appeared quietly and blocked them.
The five Japanese pirates leaned forward in a row and pressed their swords. Their dark clothes were soaked by the rain and slowly dripped. They stepped on wooden clogs and moved forward steadily. Their fierce sight was not affected by the gradually increasing rain curtain at this time. They slowly moved toward Chen Jialuo. Come to where you are.
Even though this group of Japanese pirates are short in stature and ugly in appearance, Chen Jialuo can still clearly see the undulating muscles on their bodies. At this time, they are accumulating great strength. The pursuit of their sword skills is not perfect, but perfect. Like a flower blooming in full bloom at that moment, the blade of the sword reflects the Manjushuahua that reaches the sky like a blazing fire on the Huangquan Road.
"It turns out that Prince Pingnan colluded with the Japanese pirates and put the blame on Prince Yanping."
He suddenly realized that these people were the armed forces that Shang Kexi had hidden around him, and they were also the soldiers he used to restrain the sudden thrusts of martial arts masters. Now it was obvious that Pingnan Palace had no time to mobilize troops, so it was willing to expose this group of Japanese pirates. If they could defeat them in one fell swoop With the final personal power, Shang Ke's head is at his fingertips.
"Help me!"
Taoist Master Wuchen looked at each other with the golden-paper-faced swordsman, and then stepped out in awe, pulled out the Qiushui sword that had a gap in his waist, and launched a reverse charge towards the Japanese pirates who were ready to attack.
Taoist Wuchen drew his sword quickly, but the Japanese pirate drew his sword even faster. These honed killing skills had been brewing for a long time, and almost instantly enveloped Taoist Wuchen's death door, and even with one arm, he could not stop him. , he could die on the spot at any time.
At this moment, the tall and thin swordsman also raised his sword and struck out.
He stabbed his sword diagonally with his right hand, and then raised his left hand, just like a white crane flapping its wings. A series of sword clashing sounds were made out of thin air. The Japanese pirate's long sword was blocked by him one after another, without exception. It took half a moment to fall.
In battle, between life and death, victory or defeat depends on the smallest detail. This is the consensus of those who use the sword. Taoist Priest Wuchen dared to face the enemy without fear, so he would not miss the great opportunity at this time.
I saw that his steps were moving with extraordinary precision, and the momentum on his sword was instantly fierce, attacking the enemy and piercing the heart of the enemy. There was a fierce sound of wind in the sword's momentum, making each sword move as fast as a sword, and the sound of the wind stirred up became stronger and stronger. The stronger it gets, like a strong wind and huge waves, even the heavy rain in Baisha Lane is cut and crushed by the sword energy, turning into a murderous aura that hits the face!
The Japanese pirates in the front row were unable to dodge, and were splashed by rainwater like strong winds and huge waves. The rapid swords immediately pierced the throat, heart and other vital organs. They fell to the ground covered in blood and spoke words that no one could understand. .
Even though they were angry, these Japanese pirates were still extremely fierce. They vomited blood and tried to hurt people with a knife. Then Taoist Master Wuchen cut off his arm with a sword. It was only then that the unruly and fierce light in the Japanese pirates' eyes suddenly disappeared. dissipate.
"Good swordsmanship."
Taoist priest Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said, acknowledging the opponent's strength.
"Your Excellency is not bad either."
The tall, thin swordsman had a clumsy face and seemed to only know how to tell the truth.
As the strongest force in attacking the enemy, the two of them have recognized each other's strength at this time. Taoist Master Wuchen also understands that although his sword skills are fast, they may not be able to break through the armored soldiers, and his aging body may not be able to sustain it until the end. It's better to leave it to the master in front of him who is in his prime.
At this time, there were only two swords in two styles. One was as powerful as the wind and the waves, and the other was as unpredictable as a powerful horse. They instantly forced the Japanese pirates back to the entrance of the alley. The martial arts masters behind him who were breathing a little slower also moved forward, preparing to expel them. Kill these Japanese pirates and officially enter the central army of Pingnan Palace.
But at this moment, a tall man suddenly walked out from the depths of Baisha Lane. He was neatly dressed in a close-fitting robe and carried a sinking knife on his back. The group of Japanese pirates who originally had unruly eyes and were not afraid of life and death When they saw him, they all bent down and gave way, leaving a way for them to pass.
"That's him! Taoist priest, be careful!"
Wen Tailai's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he warned despite his injuries, "He was the one who followed the old thief's orders and captured a group of masters!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately understood that the person in front of them was the Shangfu master who had been mistaken for Luo Yuantong. He used his superb sword skills to arrest people at night. But at this moment, it seemed that the man in front of him was much younger than Luo Yuantong. Under his tall appearance, he also had a majestic and majestic face with long eyebrows and deep eyes. His eyes were like stars under his thick eyebrows. Anyone who saw him would praise him " A good man."
Taoist Master Wuchen had no time to sigh that he was a thief. The first thing he thought of was for the two of them to join forces and use swords to attack quickly to see if they could take down this powerful enemy as soon as possible. If that didn't work, they would swarm up to subdue the opponent. They must not waste too much energy. Energy is delayed in this dangerous situation.
However, when he turned his head and prepared to look at the tall and thin swordsman, he suddenly discovered that the man who had just been in Furujing was already trembling with anger, and the hand holding the sword also showed a trace of abnormal excessive force. His eyes burned with blazing flames, as if he had completely changed into a different person.
"Suffer death!"
A voice as low as a tiger's roar came from his throat. The next second, the soft yet strong swordsmanship became extremely fierce. The long sword shining with cold light turned in his arms, instantly transforming into countless swords. Stab the opponent at an almost impossible angle, making it almost impossible for the opponent to dodge.
However, before the sword master's move was completed, he was blocked by a sinking knife that came first and then stepped forward. The man took a step just in time. The sword's light flashed as he swung it, and it seemed that there was something hidden under every sword light. With the killing move, the true and false flickered, and the sword master's sword path was immediately blocked, and he could no longer advance.
The tall and thin swordsman reacted very quickly. He turned around in an instant. The long sword came from behind him and suddenly came out from in front of him. He only changed the heat of the half-move, and he was like a yellow dragon spitting out its whiskers. Zhao hid in the clouds and mist, and once again attacked the opponent's front door.
Shen's sword could no longer be withdrawn, but he saw his opponent using a slow and old move. The majestic swordsman used the blade near the handle to smash the enemy's weapon, and then turned his hand to counterattack with entanglement, sliding, twisting, rubbing, etc. Using various skills of swordsmanship, the attack was neutralized again without hesitation.
The martial arts masters were in an uproar. They were impressed by the dangerous and terrifying battle in front of them. For some reason, they all noticed a strange feeling, but they couldn't explain it.
At this moment, the two people were seen breaking away from the fight, facing each other in silence a few feet apart, one angry and the other calm, facing each other in the heavy rain.
"Second brother, I didn't expect that we would meet here again."
The majestic swordsman spoke first, with a warm smile on his face, as if he was trying to comfort his angry friends and relatives, "You almost made a big mistake by assassinating King Pingnan that day in order to force me to take action. It's better to go early today." Go out of the city, I can pretend I've never seen you before."
The swordsman with a face as golden as paper was furious. It seemed that as soon as he saw the man in front of him, he couldn't keep calm even with his sword moves that he was proud of, and only the murderous intent soaring into the sky was left in his body.
"Hu Yizhi!"
The swordsman's voice was an intertwining of hatred and murderous intent behind the utmost forbearance.
"You killed Mr. Li Yan regardless of your kindness. Brothers don't blame you. Brothers don't hate you because you were greedy for fame and fortune and forced Master away. Brothers can also treat you as if you betrayed your master and sought glory and attacked King Chuang. Know you!"
His sword was pointed straight at the swordsman known as Hu Yizhi. There was no longer any hesitation in his eyes, "But you made mistakes again and again. You indulged in women and became a retainer of Prince Pingxi's Palace. Now you have become the minions of Prince Pingnan's Palace." , How should I forgive you!"
Words of accusation spread throughout the streets, and the imposing Hu Yizhi was still smiling warmly, as if the words of accusations against him by the people in front of him were just a breeze, while the martial arts people behind him could no longer calm down.
According to legend, Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, was accidentally killed by villagers in Jiugong Mountain, Hubei Province. But now it seems that there is a hidden secret hidden in it. The real murderer turned out to be the strange swordsman in front of him who was described as majestic.
Chen Jialuo was so shocked by the news in front of him that he clenched his fists, and Zhao Banshan seemed to be choking and unable to catch his breath.
"Hu Yizhi...I have heard of this name!"
Zhao Banshan finally seemed to remember something at this time and hurriedly said to Chen Jialuo.
"Hu Yizhi, the Yum Knife King, was known as a handsome man when he was young. Because he was obsessed with Chen Yuanyuan's beauty, he willingly became a servant of Prince Pingnan. Could it be that he was really a subordinate of Prince Chuang?!"
Hu Yizhi faced the heroes in the rain without any shock. Everyone in the martial arts community was in an uproar after hearing this, except for one old man who remained silent. Hu Yizhi looked around the audience, but his color suddenly changed when he saw Wen Tailai.
"Third brother! Didn't I let you go secretly? Who on earth hurt you like this!"
At this time, the heavy rain poured down again, drowning Hu Yizhi's surprise and the uproar of the heroes, and suddenly revealed a hint of the coldness of the sword.
As the heavy rain rolled in again, there was nothing else to see or hear in the wind and rain, and no one could intervene. It seemed that only the extremely cold and ferocious, complex and unimaginable swords and sword shadows were left, and the sounds of the rain alley continued. , gradually spread throughout the world, and the two people in the alley will also fight to the end of destruction in the heavy rain...
