Sanyinzi briefly fought with Jiang Rong respectively. Even if Jiang Rong was bare-handed, the three of them were no match. Fortunately, Yao Qingmiao arrived in time and played a clear flute song, temporarily restraining Jiang Rong.
"You're just coming at me, right?" Luo Wei raised the drumstick in his hand and struck Jiang Rong on the head. If this was done, with Luo Wei's strength, even Jiang Rong would not be able to escape the end of his brain blossoming.
The drumstick was about to hit Jiang Rong's head. Jiang Rong's eyes widened and he couldn't move. However, an internal force surged out of his body and hit Luo Wei firmly.
"Poof" Luo Wei spurted out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away. His feet slid on the ground for a long time before he stopped in front of him.
Seeing Luo Wei being bounced away, Yao Qingmiao was shocked at the depth of Jiang Rong's inner strength, and he didn't dare to stop talking. The sound of the flute was soft, lingering around Jiang Rong, and he was tightly controlled.
Luo Wei couldn't stand and fell down, holding a pair of hammers to support the ground: "You guys come in now!"
The gun led to the dragon first, and the tip of the gun pierced Jiang Rong's throat.
Seeing that Jiang Rong was about to be pierced by the gun, a man stepped out from the side, holding the gun head tightly with both hands, and helped Jiang Rong block the blow.
The person who came was Gu Quan, the protector elder of the Beggar Clan. Although he held the head of the spear with both hands, the impact of the spear was too strong, and his hands were worn out, and blood flowed down bit by bit.
"Gang Leader Jiang, we can't let anyone underestimate our Beggar Gang at this time!" Gu Quan grinned, not caring about his hands at all.
"In the way!" Gou Duhun rushed over, stretched out his iron hook and grabbed Gu Quan's right arm. He pulled Gu Quan's right arm completely off with a strong tug.
Jiang Rong watched helplessly as Gu Quan's right hand was torn off, but there was nothing he could do. He could not move or speak.
Gu Quan only had one left hand left, still holding the gun head tightly. Without his right hand, his strength was greatly weakened. Qiang Yinjiao held the gun with both hands and pushed forward with all his strength. The tip of the gun advanced a few inches further and had already penetrated Gu Quan's chest a few inches.
Dao Henghai came from the side and aimed it at Gu Quan's left hand. He raised the knife and dropped it. His left arm was cut off at shoulder level, bleeding profusely.
"Fuck you!" The moment Gu Quan's left hand was cut off, he kicked Qian Yinjiao in the lower abdomen and kicked her out. When the gun flew backwards, he also kicked the barrel of his own gun. The barrel of the gun was sent into Gu Quan's chest, and the gun head came out of his body.
Gu Quan could no longer hold on, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Gang Leader Jiang, the Beggar Clan...can't let others..." Gu Ting's body tilted and he fell to the ground dead.
Gu Shen died, and at the same time, Yao Qingmiao's clear flute song ended at the right time.
The sound of the flute stopped and Jiang Rongneng moved. He immediately disappeared from the spot. When everyone saw him again, he had already flashed behind Yao Qingmiao.
"Behind!" Gou Duhun and Dao Henghai warned in unison. Yao Qingmiao was terrified. Just when he turned around, he felt that his hands were empty. The flute was snatched away by Jiang Rong, crushed into pieces, and then punched towards him.
Yao Qingmiao was a master of Qinggong. He took a few steps to get out of the way, but was hit in the chest by the wind of the fist. His five internal organs were shaken and his energy and blood surged.
"The Beggar Clan is the best in the world!!!" Jiang Rong, with his hair disheveled, raised his head and roared, his momentum like a rainbow.
Qiang Yinjiao took his own weapon from Gu Shen, and together with Gou Duhun and Dao Henghai, they surrounded Jiang Rong and fought. The three of them were good at martial arts, but they still couldn't gain the upper hand. On the contrary, under Jiang Rong's fists and kicks, he mostly defended himself. From time to time, someone was knocked out, rolled on the spot, and then rushed in to fight.
Zhou Ziru held the horse rein in his hand, his palms were already sweating, and he tilted his head and signaled: "Go."
Zhu Sangqiu carried the qin and walked away. When he was a few feet away, he sat down cross-legged and started playing the qin. The sound of the piano, mixed with internal energy, attacked Jiang Rong.
Jiang Rong sideways dodged Dao Henghai's knife, and just as he was about to reach out to grab Dao Henghai, the sound of the piano came, and an internal force impacted Jiang Rong, who was shocked and took several steps back. Gou Duhun's double hook danced and made several cuts on Jiang Rong's chest. Although they were not deep, they made him bleed.
Jiang Rong pushed away the iron hook with one hand, reached out with the other hand, grabbed Gou Duhun's shoulder, and slammed it to the ground. Gou Duhun immediately vomited blood and became confused.
Qiang Yinjiao threw out the spear and stepped forward at the same time. Jiang Rong grabbed the spear, but Qiangyinjiao snatched Gou Duhun back.
"It's so noisy!" Jiang Rong threw the spear at Zhu Sangqiu. The spear flew three feet away from Zhu Sangqiu, broke open, and turned into bits of powder.
"Hold him!" Zhu Sangqiu said softly, his hands speeding up, the sound of the piano getting faster and faster, and his breathing getting faster and faster.
Sanyinzi now only had Dao Henghai left. Dao Henghai gritted his teeth, held the knife up and struck at Jiang Rong.
Jiang Rong was disturbed by the sound of Zhu Sangqiu's piano, which made him dizzy. However, because of his deep internal energy, he was able to prevent Zhu Sangqiu's internal energy from damaging his organs.
On the battlefield, the Chu Xiang Army and the Yu Lin Army were fighting fiercely. After the Beggar Clan disciples joined, the Tang Sect disciples also took action at the right time. The two sides could be said to be evenly matched, and the battle situation was tense. But Zhou Ziru was not in the mood to watch. He was more concerned about the situation on Jiang Rong's side. Today, of the Seven Yin and Yang Sons, only Dao Henghai and Zhu Sangqiu were left, but Jiang Rong had not yet been captured.
In this kind of war involving hundreds of thousands of people, although one person's combat power cannot change the situation of the war, it can affect the situation of the war. If Jiang Rong was captured right now, it would be enough to make everyone in the Chu Xiang army fearful and boost their own momentum.
Jiang Rong was also at the end of his rope. The previous fight with a few people had consumed too much energy. Now that he encountered Zhu Sangqiu, who had the deepest inner strength, it was much more difficult to resist. It is really difficult to deal with Dao Henghai's fierce offensive.
"Prime Minister Zhou, let me go, I can persuade the gang leader!" Fang Qianlong was a little anxious and shouted to Zhou Ziru.
Zhou Ziru looked back, and after a long while, he said to Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi: "Since this person was brought by the two Taoist priests, his true wealth and life can be entrusted to them. Jiao Luoying, we must capture him. Jiang Rong!"
Tong Weizi glared at Guan Chenzi, who turned his head and pretended not to see it.
Jiao Luoying, who was staring at Fang Qianlong, hesitated when he heard this, but did not go against Zhou Ziru's words and jumped towards Jiang Rong.
"I..." Fang Qianlong also took a step, but after taking just such a step, two ink shadows, one on the left and one on the right, appeared out of nowhere, and two ink swords were placed across Fang Qianlong's neck.
"Forget it, it's useless..." Guan Chenzi turned around and persuaded. Everyone present could see that Jiang Rong was going crazy, and this was destined to be a life-and-death situation.
"Gang leader..." Fang Qianlong lowered his head. He was not treated well by the beggar gang. Gang leader Jiang Rong naturally knew that and turned a blind eye and ignored him. Naturally, he had no feelings for Jiang Rong. He only knew that the rough man was the leader of the Beggar Clan.
Fang Qianlong temporarily forgot why he came here.
Jiao Luoying arrived, took out a pair of golden cymbals from behind, and hit Jiang Rong hard.
"drop!"
Jiang Rong was unprepared. When he heard the sound of the golden cymbals, it was too late. The internal force in his body was suddenly out of his control and became chaotic and difficult to calm down.
The sound of the piano vibrated and the sound of cymbals was disturbing. Jiang Rong felt extremely uncomfortable and could barely stand. A strong gust of wind came, and Jiang Rong could only open his eyes in front of him. As expected, it was Dao Henghai who was slashing with a knife. Jiang Rong took several steps back, but was still hit by the knife. From the left shoulder to the right rib, there was a long wound across the body, and blood spurted out.
Jiang Rong endured the pain and put a palm on the top of Dao Henghai's head. Dao Henghai was already petite, and his head was firmly in Jiang Rong's hand. As long as Jiang Rong exerted force, his head would be broken immediately. Tragic death on the spot.
Jiang Rong wanted to use more force, but he couldn't use any more strength. He let go of his hand and his body gradually fell limp.
Dao Henghai was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He held the knife in both hands and put his waist on the back of the knife. He was going to use his waist strength to drive the big knife and chop off Jiang Rong's head.
"Ding!"
Dao Henghai's sword was bounced away, and before he could realize what was going on, he was kicked out. This kick was so powerful that Dao Henghai flew upside down in the air and fell unconscious.
"A lot of people bully a small number of people? You are the same, Gang Leader Jiang. It's a joke, why should you take it seriously?" Tao Fuyi appeared next to Jiang Rong and reached out to help Jiang Rong up, but Jiang Rong was unable to stand up and fell to the ground. Vomiting blood.
Tao Fuyi did not force him to pull, he stood up straight and looked at Qian Yinjiao, the only one of the three Yinzi who was still able to move.
Qian Yin Jiao suddenly felt something bad. He supported Gou Du Hun and tried to retreat, but it was already too late. Just as she turned around, Tao Fuyi came behind her, stretched out his hands, grabbed the necks of Qian Yin Jiao and Gou Du Hun from behind, and lifted them up alive.
Zhu Sangqiu and Jiao Luoying were shocked when the harp in front of them and the cymbals in their palms were taken away at the same time. A barefooted graceful woman dropped the golden cymbal on the ground and stepped on it. The golden cymbal was crushed like a piece of tissue paper. Zhu Sangqiu's xylophone was thrown into the air by an old man, and he drew a few swords on the xylophone. Several pieces of copper wire and endless wood chips flew down, and the xylophone was gone.
Jiao Luoying was kicked in the waist and abdomen by the barefoot woman and flew out. Tong Weizi got up and caught her. Zhu Sangqiu was hit in the chest by Chang Yansheng's sword hilt, and immediately fell down and lay on the ground. Both of them do not know whether they are alive or dead.
Everyone present, especially Zhou Ziru, was extremely shocked.
"Qilin Bow..." Zhou Ziru murmured.
Tao Fuyi's ears were very good. Zhou Ziru's voice was very soft, but he heard it. He turned around and said loudly with a smile: "Tao Fuyi, the Qilin Bow of Chuxiang, has met Prime Minister Zhou!"
"Chu Xiang Qilin Bow Zhou Linglong, the slave family has met Zhou Xiang." The barefoot woman said afterwards.
"Old and everlasting, haha, it also belongs to Chuxiang Qilin Bow." The old man holding the sword said proudly.
Except for Luo Wei and Yao Qingmiao, who had withdrawn from the battle earlier, the lives of the other five Yin Yang Seven Sons were hanging by a thread at this moment.
"What do you want?" The lives of the five people were in their hands, but they did not kill them. It seemed that they wanted something.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants Wancheng." Tao Fuyi replied.
Xiang Lian'er drew her sword and said, "You might as well take the capital! A bunch of rebels, are you going to give it to them if you want it?" Among all the people present, Xiang Lian'er was the only one from Wancheng who heard that her hometown was being used as a condition. The chips are average, so naturally he is unhappy.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Zhou Linglong ignored Jiao Luoying who was kicked away by herself and rushed towards Xiang Lian'er.
"Zhou Linglong!" Tao Fuyi shouted from behind, but Zhou Linglong turned a deaf ear.
Tao Fuyi shook his head helplessly and said to Chang Yansheng, "Let's do it."
Chang Yansheng raised his sword and struck Zhu Sangqiu's neck on the ground with his sword. Tao Fuyi's hands holding Qian Yin Jiao and Gou Du Hun also showed blue veins, obviously he was exerting force...
One person stepped in front of Zhou Linglong and kicked Zhou Linglong. It happened suddenly, but Zhou Linglong didn't panic and raised her feet to greet him. The two kicked each other, and Zhou Linglong took a few steps back. The man took dozens of steps back before stopping.
"Lian'er is right!" Yi Xiaodao suffered a loss, but his momentum was not weak at all and he was confident!
