() After Qian Batian gave the order, two people suddenly flew up from the eaves elsewhere, and then ten people jumped down from elsewhere. 【Read full text】
Among the two leaders, one of them was a woman, holding a flute in her hand. Chen Feifan remembered that Zuo Tian said that there was indeed a woman in the Nighthawk Gang, the third oldest, named Yingying, but what ability she had, he I couldn't remember it for a while. The other person is a man, holding a knife in his hand. The weapons of the boss, the fourth and the seventh are all knives, so it is not yet known whether this person is the boss or the fourth.
Before, Chen Feifan had met several people from the Nighthawk Gang, including the Man-Eating Eagle, Thorny Eagle, Nether Eagle, and their deputy gang leader, the Silent Swordsman Mo Ying.
"Everything in the hall is mine, and everything outside the hall is yours." Qian Batian shouted again.
"Stop dreaming!" Du Mengyue waved the Guanghan Sword in his hand, and more than a dozen sword qi flew towards Qian Batian again. These dozen sword qi were faster than the previous ones. Obviously, Du Mengyue It was with all my strength.
This time, Qian Batian didn't dare to be too big. He saw him take a few steps back quickly. The Tianxia Sword in his hand stabbed forward into the void several times. He saw several sword auras coming towards him quickly, and two sword auras. They collided with each other, and neither one gave way to the other. In the end, they were completely destroyed, leaving only a trace of coolness spreading in the air.
That was nearly 80% of Du Mengyue's skill, but Qian Batian seemed to use only half of his skill to resolve it. The situation was not optimistic, and everyone who stayed knew it.
Looking outside the hall, everyone has gathered into a team instead of running away separately. Li Jun and Cuihu Gang leader Bai Xiaonan took the lead in charging forward. On both sides of the team and at the back were some leaders of their respective sects, while further inside the team were people who were not strong in martial arts or had poor recovery skills.
How could the ordinary members of the Dark Wind Alliance stop such a team? But the appearance of the Nighthawk Gang changed the situation. The leading man and woman came to stand in front of everyone, and the remaining ten people jumped on the roof again, and then jumped off the roof, directly stabbing the team's middle.
Suddenly, the entire team began to become chaotic. Li Jun and Bai Xiaonan at the front were naturally the first to bear the brunt. The man with the knife took a step forward and slashed at Li Jun. He was also holding the knife. Naturally, Li Jun would not suffer any loss and immediately rushed forward. Bai Xiaonan on the side saw that the woman opposite was holding a flute and no other weapons, so he rushed over with a sword.
"Be careful." Li Jun reminded softly. As a member of the Nighthawk Gang, he brought a flute. He was either arrogant or had something fishy. He didn't think that this woman came to fight without weapons.
Since Bai Xiaonan can become the leader of the Cuihu Gang, she must be very powerful. This time it seems that she is moving forward recklessly, but she has already thought of her retreat. She swung the long sword forward in her hand and pointed it directly at the opponent's head. .
When the sword was about to get closer, Bai Xiaonan's right hand suddenly pressed down, and she saw that the long sword in her hand changed from stabbing to slashing, targeting the flute in the opponent's hand.
**Ying seemed to have been prepared. Just when Bai Xiaonan suddenly changed her moves, she had already pushed back hard and retreated a few steps. She put the flute in her hand to her mouth and suddenly an unknown and beautiful song sounded from came out from the flute.
But while listening to this song, Bai Xiaonan suddenly found that he could no longer hear the sound. He originally still had 50% of his skill, but now for some reason, his whole body had no strength. He only had 30% left, maybe even lower.
Bai Xiaonan was not the only one affected by this, the entire team heard the song. Those with advanced internal skills could only temporarily lose hearing the sound, while those with weak internal skills could lose strength again at worst, or faint or become demented at worst.
Although there was no sound, the power of the sword in Li Jun's hand was not weakened by this. The man opposite was the fourth eldest member of the Nighthawk Gang and was called Ba Ying. He liked to cut people into pieces when he was killing people. His sword skills seemed to be very domineering, but there was no flaw in them.
Both of them are extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and no one loses in a back-and-forth fight. However, Li Jun only has five powers, which seems to be a little lacking in stamina, so he can barely draw a tie.
There was already a fight outside, but no one inside had taken action yet. The two sides stood face to face, with more than ten steps between them.
Song Sheng originally planned to go out, but when he saw the situation outside, he immediately turned around. Although he was not from the Dark Wind Alliance, he was not from a well-known and decent sect in the martial arts world. Naturally, he had his own little plans.
Chen Feifan was a little surprised to understand that although his side had the upper hand in terms of numbers, it was not certain who would win or lose if there was a real fight. If the people outside cooperated with each other, the Dark Wind Alliance would have a greater chance of winning, but it happened like this It was a good opportunity, but Qian Batian had his hands behind his back and showed no signs of fighting.
At this time, Taoist Master Bai Mi seemed to have noticed something and said, "Let's retreat too, so we don't fall into his trick."
As soon as he said this, Qian Batian smiled and said, "Taoist Priest, it's already too late."
Before everyone understood what Qian Batian said, one of them not far from the door suddenly pointed outside and said, "Look outside on the roof."
When everyone heard this, they looked out through the wide open doors and windows, and saw that the surrounding roofs were now full of people. By the firelight, they could see that everyone was holding a bow in their hands. These were obviously archers.
It seems that Qian Batian didn't take action just now because he was waiting for them. Now it can be said that there is a dragnet, and it will be even more difficult for everyone to escape.
Seeing that everyone was neither advancing nor retreating, Qian Batian put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth for a few steps. Then he stopped at a place, turned around and faced the crowd and said, "I think you should surrender. In the current situation, you The righteous way can no longer defeat our Dark Wind Alliance."
Taoist Master Bai Mi pointed his sword and said: "Qian Batian, do you think you can destroy so many of our sects? The Dark Wind Alliance is just a lackey of the Right Prime Minister Ling Zuo, why should you be afraid? .”
Qian Batian laughed, waved the long sword in his hand and said: "Then let's wait and see, you must stay here tonight. I would like to see what will happen if the Zhengdao sect is leaderless."
"Qian Batian." Du Mengyue rushed forward again, her Guanghan sword facing Lu Xue's swords.
In this fight between the two women, the sword looks beautiful, but there is a hidden murderous intention. It can be said that the sword is deadly. Although Du Mengyue only had 80% of his skills and was more than willing to deal with Qian Batian, he was still more than enough to deal with Lu Xue. After more than a dozen rounds, Lu Xue was already at a disadvantage.
The fake Lin Yun on the side saw this and rushed forward to help, but was blocked by Taoist Master Bai Mi.
Two against two, Qian Batian from behind did not rush to take action, but chose to continue to watch the battle from the sidelines.
Chen Feifan knew how powerful Qian Batian was and did not dare to act rashly. The same was true for Song Sheng beside him. However, if this continues, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable. . . .
