The caravan hidden deep in the desert is an evil den that makes people laugh. The setting sun was setting, the west wind was howling, and a thrilling bloody battle was taking place inside and outside the desolate and mottled castle.
Song Qi, the vanguard general, danced with his sword and shouted to the soldiers accompanying him: "A man will gain fame and fortune today. Brothers, follow me into the castle and destroy these thieves."
Song Qi stepped on the corpse, took the lead, and slashed at the heavy wooden door with his knife.
The soldiers beside him were all full of energy and charged forward with powerful shouts of killing.
The leader of the thieves, Ma Qianjia, leaned on the city wall, looking at the tide of Liangzhou elite soldiers below, his eyes spitting fire and his teeth gnashing.
Ma Qianjia turned around and shouted at the gangsters: "Set me arrows, throw fire barrels, and kill all these soldiers."
For a time, the arrows were like locusts, and there were bursts of gunpowder smoke. There was fire and smoke everywhere.
Under the fierce counterattack of the bandits, the soldiers led by Song Qi suffered heavy casualties, and he could no longer launch a new round of attacks.
When Ma Qianjia saw the Song soldiers who were killed in the city, he stared at Song Qi with big eyes and spat at Song Qi: "Song Qi, don't you claim to wear golden armor in every battle and sweep across Ganliang Road? Why are you now? Are you silent? If you have the ability, come up and I will be waiting for you at the castle, Master Ma."
Song Qi was thirsty for blood from the blade. He looked up at the castle, his eyes filled with coldness and murderous intent.
Ma Qianjia laughed loudly, bent his bow and aimed an arrow at Song Qi, and shot down his tassel.
Not to mention, Ma Qianjia then kept waving at Song Qi.
Seeing Ma Qianjia being so arrogant, the soldiers were all furious.
They came to Song Qi and said to him: "The thief is really too wanton. We are willing to fight to the death with you."
Song Qi sighed and said to the soldiers: "Brothers, I also want to wipe out the castle and kill all these thieves. But you have all seen that the price we paid for several attacks is too high. These thieves are not ordinary people. , all of them have martial arts skills. We can kill the enemy immediately, but it is useless to attack these people in the world. "
Ma Qianjia heard what was really happening at the top of the city. He sneered at Song Qi and said, "Song Qi, you finally understand. You Liangzhou soldiers want to kill me. It's just a dream. Those who know the truth, go back as soon as possible. Besides, you Tell Hu Shijiang that old immortal, if he dares to attack my second and third brothers, I will conquer Liangzhou City."
"The toad yawned so loudly. A low-ranking thief would dare to say such big words."
A cold and firm voice passed through the billowing dust and reached the cold castle.
Ma Qianjia's eyes wandered wildly, and his dark and skinny face trembled unnaturally.
He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Who, who dares to talk to me like this? Get out of here."
As soon as Ma Qianjia finished speaking, a woman dressed in green gauze walked to the front of the city. She has a white jade hairpin on her temples, picturesque eyebrows, beautiful eyes, and a majestic appearance with a coldness that is hard to look directly at.
Ma Qianjia looked at the woman below the city and asked in shock: "You...who are you?"
The woman replied coldly: "How dare you ask me my name?"
Hearing this, Ma Qianjia was furious. He twisted his neck and said to the woman: "I will capture you into the fort later, so you won't be so arrogant and rude. Come on, shoot all these soldiers." die."
At this moment, another woman in purple rushed to the castle with a team of soldiers and horses.
When Ma Qianjia saw the woman in purple, he laughed loudly and said, "I, Ma Qianjia, got lucky today and saw two beauties in one day."
The woman in purple pointed her sword at Ma Qianjia and said to him: "Ma Qianjia, you are about to die and yet you dare to make such arrogant remarks. Now I will show you the power of Lingbo Sword."
As the purple-clothed woman's sword unsheathed, a steaming sword aura filled the air everywhere.
After Ma Qianjia saw the sword, he clicked his lips and asked, "Lingbo Sword, are you Ouyang Yunmeng, the jade-faced hibiscus?"
Liu Mengrou said coldly: "Thieves, you are knowledgeable."
Ma Qianjia took the words and replied: "I know you, you are Snow Mountain Hanmei Liu Mengrou, and you are the disciples of Master Jingyin."
Liu Mengrou also drew her sword and said to Ma Qianjia: "Ma Qianjia, you talk too much nonsense. Should you draw your sword and kill yourself now, or wait for us to invade the castle and kill you."
Ma Qianjia's face turned ferocious, he screamed "Wow wow wow" at the city, and then scolded Liu Mengrou: "What a careless girl, I, Ma Qianjia, have been in the desert for more than 40 years, how can I be afraid of you? If you dare to take a step forward today, I will immediately shoot you into a hedgehog with an arrow."
Liu Mengrou's pretty eyebrows were filled with anger. She was startled as she walked, then she jumped up along the stone wall.
Ma Qianjia was furious and ordered the soldiers to throw poisonous water and sharp arrows at Liu Mengrou.
Liu Mengrou had no place to hide and dodge on the vast stone wall. The poisonous water and sharp arrows pouring down would kill her immediately if she got involved.
When Ouyang Yunmeng saw this, he waved his sword and stepped forward to help regardless of the danger.
Ma Qianjia ordered the gangsters to attack Ouyang Yunmeng again.
In the blink of an eye, the two women were in a desperate situation.
At the critical moment, a figure rose into the air and stood in front of the two of them with lightning speed.
He waved his cloak and held a sword to block the poisonous water and sharp arrows.
Then he stretched out his arms and hugged the slender waists of the two women. The three of them looked graceful and graceful in mid-air. Both camps looked at what was happening in front of them with their mouths agape.
In a moment, the three of them landed safely on the ground.
Liu Mengrou couldn't help but smile when she saw the man. She called out gently: "Brother Tianpeng."
Ouyang Yunmeng blushed and said to Fu Tianpeng: "The danger has been saved, why are you still hugging her?"
Fu Tianpeng said with concern: "Yunmeng, Mengrou, are you okay?"
Ouyang Yunmeng rolled her eyes at him and replied shyly: "Didn't you see it? What can happen to us?"
When Ma Qianjia saw the sweet words and sincere affection between the three of them, he was not angry at all.
He pointed at the city and roared: "You surnamed Fu, you are such a brat again. You led people to destroy Huangsha Castle, but the castle owner has not yet settled the account with you. Now you are leading a group of minions to capture my caravan. . We bumped into each other today, and it’s time to settle our old and new grudges."
Fu Tianpeng adjusted his clothes slightly and told Ma Qianjia with a serious expression that the only way out now was to surrender.
Ma Qianjia spat at Fu Tianpeng and cursed fiercely: "Fu, you want to make me surrender without any blood, it's just a daydream. My second brother and third brother both died because of you. In our hands, we have no other choice but to fight to the death."
While the two were arguing, Zhao Xueqing ran to the city with documents in hand.
She unfolded the document and said to Ma Qianjia: "Ma Qianjia, look carefully. This is General Hu's order. Ma Qiansha and Ma Qianjia have been put into the prison car. If you dare to act rashly, General Hu will behead them immediately." "
Ma Qianjia's hair stood on end after seeing the warrant. He waved his hands and cursed at Zhao Xueqing: "Go, go, what a bullshit warrant. I have made it very clear, if you want to take the castle, you must die."
After that, Ma Qianjia asked the gangsters to throw gray stones, rolling logs, poisonous water and other weapons into the city.
Ma Qianjia's rage caused some soldiers to be injured.
Fu Tianpeng said coldly: "Ma Qianjia, since you are determined to resist, I will spare no effort to kill you, the leader of the thieves."
Ma Qianjia's eyes flashed fiercely, and he waved his hand to signal Fu Tianpeng to let his horse come over.
I saw Fu Tianpeng kicking his feet and using the Gecko Kung Fu to climb up the fortress by clinging to the stone wall.
When Ma Qianjia saw him coming, he personally took the scratching hook and the net rope and ran towards Fu Tianpeng to kill him.
Fu Tianpeng used his nimble body to move around and avoid the scratching hook. At the same time, he pulled out the blue wave sword and temporarily chopped up the net rope covering him.
Ma Qianjia saw that Fu Tianpeng was as agile as an ape and moved as fast as a rabbit. In just four or five rounds, he had reached halfway up the city wall.
Ma Qianjia was so anxious that he roared at the gangsters: "You are all dead, why don't you come out to help."
Just as he was giving orders, Song Qi was also moved by Fu Tianpeng's fearless spirit.
He raised his arms and said to the soldiers: "A general will never give up, and a soldier will never steal his will. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. General Fu has deeply inspired us with his courage and courage. Everyone, rush forward!"
Following Song Qi's order, the morale of the soldiers was as high as a rainbow.
They pushed the car and hit the castle gate with all their strength.
"One, two, one two, hit."
As the car crashed back and forth, the weather-beaten city gate collapsed.
Soldiers like tigers descended from the mountain, each holding a sword and fighting with the gangsters.
Seeing that the city gate was broken down, Ma Qianjia quickly dispatched his troops to block it.
Ouyang Yunmeng and Liu Mengrou followed Song Qi to help him eliminate bandits and thieves.
With the help of Ouyang Yunmeng and Liu Mengrou, the Song soldiers were as strong as a broken bamboo and fought their way to the top of the city.
Ma Qianjia saw the villains around him falling one after another. He stared at the evil eyes like an eagle, stood on the top of the city and shouted: "A sword travels a thousand miles, and the setting sun covers the yellow sand. Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a moment. Come out."
With a few "bang bang bang" sounds, the iron gate of the prison on one side of the city instantly shattered.
A man with disheveled hair and a chain hook came out from inside.
This man's face was pale and his eyes were blood red. As he walked, he recited: "White grass, yellow sand, and no saddle. There is no land in the Central Plains for joy and sorrow. The night in the border town is quiet and the moon is bright, and a hundred thousand banners hunt for the cold snow."
Fu Tianpeng said to Zhao Xueqing: "Sister Qing, what poem is he reading?"
Zhao Xueqing told Fu Tianpeng: "She has never read this poem."
After the man finished reciting the poem, he said to Fu Tianpeng: "A sword cuts a thousand miles, and blood splashes on the setting sun. I am the blood swordsman of the desert."
Fu Tianpeng pushed Tai Chi horizontally and aimed his sword at Bahuang. He said to the Blood Swordsman: "I don't care who you are, there is only one end for those who work for the tiger, and that is death."
The Blood Swordsman opened his mouth and replied slowly: "Death and life rise and fall, but one pole moves towards another pole. In my opinion, everything will be hidden under the yellow sand of the desert. It's you or me, what's the difference?"
Fu Tianpeng replied sternly: "Of course, you are evil and I am righteous."
The Blood Swordsman looked at the setting sun with his deep red eyes. He stood still in the wind and let it blow.
After a while, Xuedao Leng replied in a lifeless tone: "The yellow sand in the desert doesn't care whether you are good or evil, it will devour you ruthlessly. So, your confidence comes from your strength. Mine is the knife , yours is also a knife, let’s compare it.”
Fu Tianpeng was full of true energy, swung his blue wave sword, and killed the blood swordsman.
The Blood Swordsman did not move, his blood-red eyes shining with cold light. The wind is blowing again. Is this the desert wind? No, this is the killing intent coming from around the Blood Swordsman.
