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Chapter 1299 Thunderstorm (2)

Chapter 1299 Thunderstorm (Part )

The rain seemed to have subsided a little, but the night was still pitch black and I couldn't tell what time it was with my eyes.

The night watchman on the side raised the alarm, and the figures surrounding him from outside also shot crossbow arrows. The rain had been falling for too long, and the strings and arrows were wet, so they lost their accuracy. The crossbow arrows hit the wall with a bang, and the night watchman took shelter in the collapsed low wall: "Where did our friend come from..."

"Haha, you rebels, surrender quickly. You have no friends in this world!"

Everyone in the dilapidated temple put on their wet raincoats again. The two children were awakened and started crying out of fear, but before they could make a sound, Yu Hezhong went over and covered the mouth of one of the children, and asked his wife to hold the other: "Don't cry, don't shout, be good..." He was filled with fear in his heart, but he still appeared to be calm and composed.

Yan Yunzhi walked through the crowd and lost sight of the little monk. Jin Chenghu, who was standing by, glanced at her and whispered, "Young Master Sun is going out from the back. You guys get ready. I'll go and delay him." After that, he went out to the front of the ruined temple.

Then his voice was heard: "I am Jin Chenghu from the Big Tiger Village of Shuanglian Mountain in Hedong! The leader of my village is a righteous man who followed Zhou Tong to assassinate Nianhan! How dare you, a bunch of clowns, chase me? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Hehe, so what about Zhou Tong! The outcome of the competition with our supreme master, Sect Leader Lin, is still unknown. You are going to die soon, so let me tell you that my pillar is Ying Baiyan, one of the Twin Dragons of Heluo! He is not far away, why don't you surrender quickly?"

"You're tough in words, but I don't know if you're tough in life. But I'm a little curious, how did you catch up with us in such a heavy rain?"

"Haha, Caizhou's 'Know-how Horse' Fourth Master Ma is here, you won't be able to escape anywhere!"

The two sides exchanged a few words, and even though the figure in the darkness gradually appeared, the people in the temple had already heard that the other party's manpower might not have completely surrounded the place yet.

In the pitch-black night, the enemies surrounded them through the woods, but there was another figure sneaking in among them, swinging a stick and hitting the back of the head. In a blink of an eye, four or five people were knocked down in the mud. However, not long after the sixth person was knocked down, that person lay on the ground and gave a warning with difficulty!

"Hold--"

"kill--"

The people surrounding the front of the ruined temple charged forward immediately, while Yu Hezhong, Yan Yunzhi and others had already sneaked into the woods from the gap behind the ruined temple.

The fight started again, and the group followed the slope to the deserted village below. Yu Hezhong, holding the child, fell while running. When he got up with difficulty, he saw that the child was fine, and ran forward again. Among the people around, even some knights with high martial arts skills would slip and fall from time to time.

In the woods behind, more commotion was heard in the rain. Some people rolled down the steep slope, hit the rocks, and groaned in pain.

Ding Shu and his wife fell hand in hand into a muddy ditch. Yu Hezhong ran nearby, holding the child in one hand and trying to help with the other. After several attempts, Yan Yunzhi helped from the other side and finally dragged the two of them onto the grassy slope next to them. Hearing the sound of the pursuers approaching, Ding Shu dragged Yu Hezhong's hand while running and said, "During the Bianliang Conference, Na Ying Baiyan was highly skilled in martial arts and had a cruel temperament. If I can't escape this time, I beg Brother Yu to help me...give my husband and me a quick death..."

Yu Hezhong shook his head vigorously to shake off the rain. "Don't be discouraged now. Brother Ding, don't talk about this. I... I am in the Chinese army and I know the high-ranking officials. Even if they... even if they really catch up with us, they may not dare to do anything. Don't worry..."

He said "don't worry", but he was still not confident. Ding Shu beside him grabbed his arm tighter, panting: "Ha, ha... the importance of the tripod, the competition for supremacy, how can it be so... so gentle. Yu... Brother Yu, I'm really happy that you joined the Chinese Army. I... I know that you will definitely put life and death aside when you go north this time... You and I are not worth pitying, but the information must... must be handed over to the southwest. Zou Xu... Zou Xu is crazy and wants to do something heinous. The attack is imminent. The black flag... If the black flag is not out, what will happen to the people..."

Yu Hezhong shook his head, thinking, how could I put life and death aside? He was persuaded by Li Shishi, so he went north with Yan Daolun to lobby all parties, and it was said that there were some results. After the matter came to an end, he found out the whereabouts of his wife and children and Ding Shu, and came to Caizhou. He estimated that Liu Guangshi had been dead for less than half a year, and Dai Mengwei and other talents had taken control of the Central Plains. He needed to recuperate and whitewash the peace with all parties, and quickly took his wife and children to the southwest.

Who knew that when he arrived here, Ding Shu said that he had discovered a big secret. He had gathered a group of outlaws and was about to defect to the south. When he saw him coming, he directly nominated him as the leader. Yu Hezhong followed Yan Daolun for several months, and fortunately he also learned some skills of pretending. He also kept recalling Li Shishi's style in the southwest, and finally did not lose face for the Southwest Chinese Army. However, fear was boiling in his heart, and he felt that he was about to reach his limit.

He even wondered in his mind that if things took a bad turn and he surrendered, he might be able to use his reputation as a good friend of Li Shishi and an old acquaintance of Ning Liheng to gain some importance here - at least, he wouldn't be severely punished.

On the other hand, Li Shishi's instructions when he left the southwest flashed through his mind. That was the only time that the other party gave him an extremely stern warning: if he betrayed, he would be killed.

They rushed down the grass slope, and in front of them was a dark deserted village - the Central Plains had fallen several times, and there were countless such deserted villages along the way - they fled along the dirt road that was almost invisible. At this time, a ray of light had appeared in the eastern sky. A group of figures who rushed down the grass slope were fighting with Jin Chenghu and several others. A figure with a stick was walking among them. Every time he fought, he could almost knock down one person or force several people to retreat. He walked quickly and then flew away, attacking and tearing the pursuers one by one.

In such a rain, the crossbows, firearms, fishing nets, lime and other items of the Danchen Guards were useless. The little monk's full-scale fighting looked like he was alone surrounding a large number of pursuers. However, he was young, and no one could tell how long such high-intensity output could last. The people over there were frightened by the beating, and they shrank back when fighting with the little monk, so they only chased this side. Someone shouted hysterically: "Fight with him, hold him back--"

The fleeing crowd gradually approached the deserted village. A knight in front stepped into the ruins of the village and suddenly shouted, "Be careful--" In front of him, a figure suddenly turned out. It was a burly man. He swung the long sword in his hand and chopped the knight away. Before the man landed on the ground, figures appeared on the nearby earth wall. They threw down fishing nets and covered the knight. The fishing nets were covered with iron spikes and barbs, which embedded into his body in an instant. He screamed in pain, and the scene was miserable and hideous.

The next moment the fishing net covered the person, the person above began to tighten the ropes to pull the person backwards. At this time, Yan Yunzhi moved a few times and flew in the air to cut one of the ropes. She landed on the ground and wanted to rush over to cut the other one, but the man with the knife laughed and followed her.

The blade came slashing down, and Yan Yunzhi changed his body shape three times in the blink of an eye, but still could not dodge it. He could only hold his sword horizontally with all his strength to block it, while his body retreated and rolled backwards to absorb the force.

With a bang, her short sword twisted and flew out, her right hand cracked, her body rolled several times in the mud, and she still felt a tightness in her chest. The big man laughed, swung his thick-backed knife, and smashed it on the fishing net that tied the man. The knight in the fishing net was covered in blood and screamed again. Even if he was saved at this time, his second half of life would probably be ruined.

But the dim rain did not allow for much hesitation. With knights coming to attack from all around, Yan Yunzhi gritted his teeth, holding a single sword in his left hand and prepared to run into the deserted village to kill the hawks and dogs hiding in it, but the figures of the Danchen guards had already emerged from there one after another.

Someone laughed: "Master Ma, as long as you are here, these scoundrels can't escape from Caizhou."

This "know-how horse" Ma Si is one of the local tyrants in Caizhou. He is very familiar with the nearby roads and is much better than the guide chosen by everyone this time.

The big man with the knife swung his knife a few times, forced two people away, and easily chopped down another one, and said with a smile: "This time Ma Si has a great achievement."

Someone at the back bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Ying. This is all my duty. I dare not disobey you and die for you."

The burly man wielding the sword was none other than Ying Baiyan, one of the so-called Eight Pillars of the Danchen Guard. He also had a younger brother named Ying Bailong. After the fall of the Central Plains, the two had been making a living near Bianliang, and had carved out a niche for themselves with their superb martial arts and ruthlessness. At this Bianliang conference, the two each won a seat among the Eight Pillars of the State, making them the most prominent new forces among the "Eight Pillars".

As soon as he appeared, everyone here realized the terrifying gap in martial arts power. As the Danchen Guards surrounded them, several knights protected Yu Hezhong and others and kept retreating, and were driven to the depression on the side of the road.

In fear and retreat, Ding Shu held Yu Hezhong's arm and just shook his head: "Central Plains is already like this, Central Plains is already like this..." He was familiar with Yu Hezhong. In fact, he was also a young and loyal talent in Bianliang. It's just that when Central Plains fell, his three children all died on the way to escape. At this time, his wife was holding his hand on the other side, biting her lips but not saying a word.

Yu He's heart was beating wildly and his eyes were sad.

Ying Baiyan's swordsmanship was very strong, and the knights who rushed over did not dare to attack rashly. Ying Baiyan stepped forward with a sword in hand and smiled, "Why don't you surrender?" Then he waved his hand and said, "My men, take out the bird-catching nets!"

As soon as he gave the order, several people in the back had already spread out a large net. The net stretched out to a length of five meters, and it was covered with iron spikes and barbs. Once caught in the net, everyone would be in a miserable state. Ying Baiyan said, "You are all birds!"

A knight shouted "Ah——" and rushed forward. Ying Baiyan swung his long sword and chopped the man to the ground. Then he stepped on his head into the mud. Ying Baiyan laughed: "He was scared out of his wits. What about you?"

The huge net was surrounding this side. At this moment, in the dim sky, a figure stepped through the water light, carrying the shadow of a stick, and came with a bang. This was the little monk who was charging from the back. Seeing that there was an ambush in the deserted village, he ran over here as soon as possible. At this time, he swung the stick at Ying Baiyan. Ying Baiyan laughed and fought back with his thick back knife. In a blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged several moves.

Ying Baiyan said to those around him, "This is the person I am most concerned about on this trip. Haha, the four-foot demon Sun Wukong has been doing chivalrous things recently. But I don't know where your brother, the five-foot demon, is... I will eliminate the demon today, and it will be reported in the newspapers in the future, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!"

The little monk exchanged a few blows with the others, then rushed towards the people holding fishing nets. Ying Baiyan followed behind and gave orders, "Hold the formation, don't let him get through... Take a good look at him, he is so young, yet he has such skills. He must be the one with the most family background in this group. I don't know which master trained him... It's a pity that he will suffer today..."

In the rain, the little monk ran as fast as lightning, but Ying Baiyan's sword came from behind, and the people in the front were on guard again. In the combined attack of weapons, he was unable to disrupt the formation of the fishing net. Instead, he rolled several times in the mud and water, avoiding Ying Baiyan's sword in a panic.

Ying Baiyan laughed loudly and moved the fishing net forward. Yan Yunzhi shouted, "Xiao Sun, hurry up! Find him for me after you leave--" She shouted here and finally didn't know what to say.

Someone else shouted at the side: "Ahhhhhhhhh——" It was Yu Hezhong. He shouted hysterically. This shout was naturally out of fear. Ying Baiyan continued to laugh. The next moment, Yu Hezhong shouted loudly, almost crying:

"The Chinese Army, don't retreat—"

The hysterical roar tore through the early morning rain curtain. In front of the deserted village, everyone seemed to be stunned for a moment. The next moment, several knights in front of the team who did not belong to the Chinese Army stared with red eyes, let out hysterical roars, and rushed forward.

Yan Yunzhi was also rushing forward. At this moment, the image of a young man who might be from the Chinese army but seemed quite dishonest flashed through her mind.

Over there, Ying Baiyan snorted coldly: "The last gasp of a spent force—" He swung his thick-backed sword, and in the rain, he almost cut out a Hunyuan blade. At the same time, the little monk threw out his stick, and his figure crouched and rushed forward.

Ying Baiyan's knife slashed out a huge rain of blood in the air. Almost at the same time, the short knife in the little monk's hand stabbed in. He held his step and slashed back with the knife. The short knife of the little monk drew a slight line of blood on his body, then passed by him and went straight to the crowd on the side of the fishing net formation.

The crowd here also had their weapons drawn, but the little monk broke in in the blink of an eye, knocking a figure flying. Blood spread in the air, some people had their tendons cut and fell to the ground, and some had several wounds on their bodies.

The little monk also screamed "Ah--". This time, he was running among dozens of people and his strength was greatly consumed. Only now did he take out his real killer move. At once, seven or eight warriors were affected by his dagger, and one side of the fishing net was torn off.

At this moment, the rain was filled with blood. After the little monk charged once, he rushed back again, passed through the crowd, and rushed towards Ying Baiyan, shouting, "You go——"

Ying Baiyan had already killed two knights at this time, but he could see his strengths and weaknesses. He slashed with his sword and moved his feet to avoid the opponent's short sword that was stabbing at the vitals. The little monk's body moved like a monkey, and in a blink of an eye, several bloody marks were cut on his body, but no fatal damage was caused after all. While advancing and retreating, Ying Baiyan let go of the long sword, grabbed and captured with both hands, tore it a few times, and knocked the opponent out a few feet away with a bang.

The little monk rolled on the ground and fell at the feet of a Danchen guard. The next moment, the dagger had already cut several holes in his chest. He turned over from the ground, with blood in his mouth, trying not to spit it out, causing his breath to disperse. In the dim rain, Ying Baiyan came like a chariot, sword drawn!

The young monk gathered his strength, his face became ferocious, and he tried to stab out the last blow at dawn.

He was a peaceful person by nature, but during the time he followed Ning Ji, he had seen the ferocity of that "big brother". He had also witnessed many life and death situations along the way. Now, all his insights were about to be revealed in this self-sacrificing attack.

Someone snorted in the morning air.

This sound covered the rain and calmed the wilderness. It rang in the ears of everyone present almost at the same time. The next moment, a mountain came crashing down.

It was a huge figure that suddenly appeared from the darkness. No one saw it the moment before, but it was close at this moment. The dripping rain curtain flew everywhere, and with a loud bang, Ying Baiyan flew out. No one knew whether the loud noise was caused by the sound of the figure kicking Ying Baiyan, or the fear shock of him suddenly breaking the rain curtain.

The figure came to Ying Baiyan and launched a simple yet terrifying kick at him.

There are no tricks.

On the side of the road, an earthen house belonging to a deserted village collapsed with a loud bang.

In the dim light, there were still people rushing over. Some tried to swing their knives at the little monk, but a huge figure came to his side, holding up the sky and earth with both hands, dancing in a circle. Some flew up, some fell down, and some were caught and thrown into the giant net, rolling out with the entire net...

After a while, Ying Baiyan climbed up from the ruins with difficulty.

Everyone is stupid.

The "Supreme Master" appeared in the rain——

Lin Zongwu.