Although these bandits numbered in the hundreds, they were mostly a mob. Seeing Li Yue's bravery, they had already lost their will to fight. They could only surround the garden and fight, hoping that Yang Qiufei and others would be captured at the end of their strength.
At this time, the patrol team behind them rushed forward and collapsed immediately, falling to the ground one after another.
"Wow, can't we beat the patrols who come to the lake?" The bandits were surprised and stunned. They saw that these patrols were very different from the lazy ones in the intelligence. Each of these patrols was fierce and arrogant. They grabbed the bandits and beat them up.
"Of course, we are not ordinary patrolmen, we are overlord patrollers, the overlords of patrols!" Shui Bantian screamed, and also entered the battle circle to practice swordsmanship with these little bandits.
Lao Xu, Aunt Zhang, Brother Hu, Taoist Wang, Zhang Sanlong, Yu Erlegs, Chen Kuai and others each cheered up and killed most of the bandits at once.
The bandits were disheartened and fled in all directions. The patrolmen launched a pursuit. When they chased them out of various streets, they discovered that some building windows were open, and stones and bricks were thrown from inside, hitting the fleeing bandits. There were also a few civilian rebels holding soldiers. Weapons such as bladed broomsticks were gathered at the street entrance to block the crowd.
After a chase, most of the bandits were either captured alive or beaten to death.
In the courtyard of Dafang Building, there was still a fishy wind and blood mist flying. Li Yue was hunched over, still holding the sharp heads of two nine-section whips in his hands, and blood was dripping from his palms.
Yang Qiufei pointed his sword at an angle and faced Li Yue.
"Why don't you go up... Why don't you go up? Your skills... are pretty good. Where do you rank in the Shenwu Hall..." Li Yue's eyes were red, he tilted his head and murmured. He looked around the crowd and shouted hoarsely: "Go up. Ah! Why don’t you come up! Doesn’t my brother want you to come and kill me? Come on, come together, I’m not afraid of you!”
"Master... you... calm down!" Gongsun Yao saw Li Yue bleeding and was very anxious. He ran to Li Yue and said, "We are not enemies, we are your friends, master..."
"Don't try to lie to me!" Li Yue roared wildly and swept away the whip. The handle of the whip hit Gongsun Yao in the face. Gongsun Yao rolled over and fell to the ground, his cheeks swollen.
"The Eighth Elder only knows how to lie, don't try to lie to me!" Li Yue shouted, whipping his whip again and rolling it towards Gongsun Yao's head.
Yang Qiufei quickly drew out his sword and blocked the whip. The nine-jointed whip was wrapped around Yang Qiufei's long sword. Yang Qiufei took advantage of the situation and dragged it, carefully cutting off the nine-jointed whip, and the lengths of the whip fell to the ground.
Li Yue remained silent, looking at only three sections of the nine-section whip left in his right hand, and then looking at Yang Qiufei, the anger in his eyes increased, and he whipped the whip with a loud bang.
The force of the whip was so fast that Yang Qiufei could no longer dodge it, so he had to draw his sword and attack back, pointing it at Li Yue's throat. He wanted to attack but he had to defend, but Li Yue was so crazy that he refused to recognize his relatives and refused to dodge.
Yang Qiufei had no choice but to withdraw his sword in a hurry. At the same time, he let the handle of the nine-section whip hit his waist. He bent down and knelt down, supporting the ground with his hands.
"Grandpa—" Wei Jing rushed forward, and Li Yue swung the nine-section whip again. Wei Jing focused on guarding and blocked the swing with Uncle Wei's claws.
Uncle Wei's claws are made of black steel armor on the outside and bamboo padded with cotton on the inside. The outside is strong and the inside is soft. Even if the handle of the nine-section whip hits the armor, it can still hold up. Li Yue whipped three times, but Wei Jing blocked them all.
"Li Yue, are you Li Chuangtian's son?" Fan Jun suddenly shouted. Li Yue stopped, looked at Fan Jun, and murmured: "Do you know my father? Who are you?"
"Li Chuangtian is a hero, what about you?" Fan Jun raised his hands and let go of the two dragon kidnappers, letting the kidnappers crash to the ground.
"I..." Li Yue was slightly lost in thought. When he saw Fan Jun smiling brightly and striding towards him, he was slightly startled, his murderous aura rose again, and he slowly raised the nine-section whip in his hand.
"Haha, Li Yue, you should see that I am bare-handed." Fan Jun said loudly: "If you were Li Chuangtian's son, if you were a hero, would you have the guts to compete with my bare hands?" When Fan Jun said this, First he winked at Wei Jing, then raised his hands high with his fingers spread wide, and said, "Are you still afraid?"
Li Yue did not answer, but he loosened his hands, and two nine-section whips fell to the ground with a clatter. At this time, his hands were already red.
"No more than three, how does it taste?" Fan Jun stretched out his right hand and said with a laugh: "Let's compare our hand strength. If I lose, drink one cup. If you lose, drink three cups."
"No more than three...it's good wine..." Li Yue suddenly stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fan Jun. With murderous intent, he drank in a low voice: "I don't want more than three drinks!"
"Drink!" Fan Jun immediately felt a strong pain in his palm. He also exerted force suddenly. He grabbed the crook of Li Yue's arm with his other hand and pressed his thumb into the sore and numb acupuncture point in the crook of Li Yue's hand. His horse's step sank, and Heng Lian Qigong flourished. , shouted and twisted his arms, clasping Li Yue's right arm tightly.
"You want me to let you go with one hand?" Li Yue shouted in a deep voice, and was about to exert his strength. Suddenly Wei Jing rushed over, grabbed Li Yue's left hand, and shouted: "What does it taste like? Is it sweet or sour? "? Why did you only drink three cups? You were so tired that Miss Ling'er drank five jars for you, and your stomach is very bloated!"
Wei Jingkou didn't stop, tightly grasped Li Yue's left hand, and Fan Jun moved to the left and right at the same time.
"What? Ling'er? She drinks Wutan? No...no...but it's neither sweet nor sour...it's spicy, very fragrant and spicy..." Li Yue let Wei Jing's nonsense disturb his mind, and he couldn't react for a moment. After thinking about it for a while, he became even more confused and angry. He bent his legs and exerted force to lift up such a big man as Wei Jing.
At the same time, Fan Jun's feet also felt a little empty, and they gradually lifted off the ground. He couldn't help but be shocked.
Yang Qiufei suddenly drew his sword and hit the key points on Li Yue's knees and calves. Li Yue's legs softened and he bent down. Fan Jun and Wei Jing shouted at the same time, holding Li Yue's hands behind his back and exerting force. Knocked Li Yue to the ground. Wei Jing shouted: "Everyone is just watching the show in a daze, and they don't want to help!"
Hearing Wei Jing's call, everyone rushed over one by one. Brother Tiger and Mr. Pork hugged Li Yue's left foot;
Yu Ershan, the tea boss, and Aunt Zhang suppressed Li Yue's right leg;
Gongsun Yao pressed Li Yue's shoulders with both hands, and tears fell on Li Yue's face;
Yang Qiufei pressed one knee on Li Yue's abdomen, pinched Li Yue's chin with one hand, and shouted: "Who has the drug on him? Take it out quickly!"
The busker touched his body and shook his head. However, Le Jian, Hua Feng and other people from Feixue Villa made a commotion and scratched their bodies for a while. Finally, a few Feixue Villa brought poison with them and presented them together. Yang Qiufei took it and hurriedly sprinkled it on Li Yue's mouth.
At this time, due to excessive blood flow, Li Yue's strength was no longer as strong as when the war first started. He was pressed down by everyone and could no longer move. He was given a drug in his mouth, and he gradually felt weak and finally closed his eyes.
There was another commotion, and everyone tore off the corners of their clothes and hurriedly bandaged the wounds on Li Yue's shoulders and hands. Qu Wenying, who was still carrying wound healing powder, also took it out and offered it, and they were all busy.
Wei Jing, Fan Jun and others fell to the ground from exhaustion. The guy who came to help after Shui Bantian was still full of energy and commanded a group of patrolmen to help escort and guard the surrendered bandits.
Fan Jun rubbed his swollen right palm, looked at Wei Jing who collapsed to the ground, smiled bitterly, and said: "Before, you said that Li Yue could kill such a big crocodile with his bare hands. I just thought you liked to brag and had a habit of talking grandiosely. Now I have to believe it even if I don’t believe it, haha.”
Wei Jing took off Uncle Wei's claws, inspected the wounds on his body, asked Qu Wenying for some healing medicine to apply, spread his hands and said, "Shenwutang? It's actually nothing. Let's beat him and run away."
Just when everyone was supporting each other and preparing to go back home, Lou Mu and the coachman hurriedly arrived. They left Dayang Mansion in a hurry and rushed over. On the way, they remembered that walking was too slow, so they went back and found a stop. The carriage in the alley unlocked the tow rope and came on horseback, so it was far behind Zhou Zhang.
"What -" Wei Jing and others listened to Lou Mu and the coachman talking about the strange situation in Dayang Mansion, but they were so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear and looked at each other.
Qu Wenying, who has always been calm and composed, couldn't help but frown when she remembered that Qu Yan was also in the mansion, "The Eighth Elder is so lawless and so bold that Yue Lintang will no longer listen to the Eighth Elder's orders!"
Yang Qiufei took a long breath, looked at the night, and said, "Let's just take Dayang Mansion back."
