The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 242

Everyone slept for a few hours, then continued on their way to Nianbapu.

This is the hub of transportation between Zhejiang and Fujian, and it is a must pass through when traveling up Xianxialing, but at a glance, it is actually a dead town, and the afterglow of the setting sun is not over, and all the shops on the whole street are closed, quietly. Not a sound.

All the disciples knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Master Dingjing faintly felt that something was wrong, seeing that the shop sign was very new and the door panels were washed very clean, it definitely did not appear to be out of business, besides, how could the whole town go out of business together?

Walking forward through dozens of facades, it's all the same.

So I went over the wall and broke into a store, but there was no one there, but there was no dust on the table and chairs, and even the tea in a teapot on the table was still lukewarm, obviously it had just been evacuated.

Master Dingjing ordered all the disciples to go to various places in the town in groups of seven, and to light lamps everywhere as suspicious soldiers.

The disciples walked out quickly. She looked out from the gate and saw lights coming out of the windows of many shops on the street. After a while, lights were everywhere on the street.

At this moment, a woman's voice was suddenly heard from the northeast corner:
"Help, help!"

Amid all the silence, the shrill voice was particularly shrill.

Master Dingjing was slightly startled, she heard the voice was not a disciple of her sect, she looked towards the northeast corner, but did not see any movement, then she saw Yiqing and other seven disciples running towards the northeast corner, so she went to check it out.

After a long time, Yiqing and others did not return.

Yihe led six people, and ran to and fro following the call, the sword light flickered in the dark night, and disappeared after a while.

After a while, suddenly the woman's voice screamed again:

"Killed someone, help, help!"

Mrs. Dingjing also ordered Mrs. Yu to lead six junior sisters to check, but it was still like a stone sinking into the ocean, never returning.

Master Dingjing became more and more alarmed, guessing that the enemy had set up a trap and lured all the disciples to go forward and catch them one by one. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, and the voice of shouting "Help" stopped. .

Master Dingjing ordered Yizhi and Yizhen to stay in the store to take care of the injured disciples. He took Zheng E and Qin Juan, drew his long sword, and ran towards the northeast corner.

When I came close, I saw a row of houses, which were dark with neither lights nor sounds.

Master Dingjing shouted sharply:

"Evil Cult monsters, if you have the guts, come out and fight to the death, pretending to be a ghost here, what kind of hero is it?"

After pausing for a moment and hearing no answer from the room, he kicked the door of a house next to him with his flying legs. With a click, the door latch was cut off and the door bounced inwards. The room was dark, and no one knew who was there.

Master Dingjing didn't dare to rush in, and shouted:
"Yihe, Yiqing, Mrs. Yu, do you hear my voice?"

Her cry spread far away, and after a while, there were some slight echoes in the distance. After the echoes stopped, there was silence again.

Master Dingzheng ran around the row of houses with his sword in hand, saw nothing unusual, jumped up into the house, looked around, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, clapped his hands, came down from the house, unfolded lightness kung fu, and galloped Back at the Nan'an inn, he called out:
"Yizhi, Yizhen, did you see anything?"

No one in the inn agreed.

She rushed inside, there was no one in the store, and the few disciples who were sleeping on the couch to recuperate also disappeared.

This time, Master Dingjing, no matter how well-bred she was, couldn't calm down anymore. The tip of the sword couldn't stop jumping under the candlelight, flashing traces of blue light, knowing that the hand holding the long sword couldn't help trembling. A female disciple suddenly disappeared without a sound. What is the reason?

She took a breath, and quickly circled around the courtyards of the various houses in the inn, but she couldn't find any clues, and shouted:

"E'er, Juan'er, come here."

But in the dark night, only his own cry was heard, and the two disciples Zheng E and Qin Juan who had just been taken out had disappeared.

When this great change happened, Master Dingjing was not surprised but became angry, he jumped onto the room and shouted:

"Evil sect monsters, if you have the guts, come and fight to the death, pretending to be a ghost, what will it look like?"

She called several times, and there was absolutely no sound in the surroundings, but in the huge town of Erbapu, she seemed to be the only one left.

When he was unable to do anything, he suddenly had an idea and said loudly:

"The monsters of the Demon Cult listened. If you don't show up again, it will appear that Dongfang Bubai is just a shameless and cowardly person who dare not send anyone to confront me. What is Dongfang Bubai is just that Dongfang must be defeated. Dongfang Bubai You must be defeated, how dare you come out to meet the old nun? The East must be defeated, the East must be defeated, I predict that you will not dare!"

She knew that everyone in the Devil's Cult treated the leader like a god, and if someone insulted the name of the leader, it would be a heinous crime if the members of the sect did not come forward to defend the reputation of the leader after hearing about it.

Sure enough, she yelled "East must be defeated" a few times, and suddenly saw seven people rushing out from several rooms, they jumped onto the roof without making a sound, and surrounded her in all directions.

As soon as the enemy appeared, Master Dingjing was overjoyed and thought:

"You demons finally scolded me and then cut me apart with swords. It's better than not being able to see half of my ghost like this."

But these seven people stood around her without saying a word. Master Dingjing said angrily:

"Where are my female disciples? Where have they been kidnapped?"

The seven remained silent.

Master Dingjing saw that the two people standing at the west head were both in their fifties, and the muscles on their faces seemed to be stiff, showing no expression of joy or anger. She let out a breath and called:
"Okay, look at the sword!"

After several rounds of battles, Mrs. Dingjing has already fought five of the seven enemies, and she feels that all five of them are good fighters. If she fights alone, or even with one against two, she will never be afraid, and she can still fight. It has a [-]% to [-]% chance of winning, but with seven people on the team, as long as there is a slight gap, others will immediately fill in, and she becomes a situation where she can only be beaten and never fight back.

The more we fight, the more frightened we become:
"Nine times out of ten I have heard about the famous figures in the Devil's Cult. I am not ignorant of their martial arts and the weapons they use. I am not ignorant of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. What are the origins of these seven people, I have no idea at all. Unexpectedly, the Demon Cult has grown in power in recent years, and there are so many masters with hidden identities used by it."

After fighting for sixty or seventy moves, Master Dingjing leaned left and right and was out of breath. At a glance, he suddenly saw more than a dozen more figures on the roof. These people had obviously been hiding here for a long time. Only then did they Appeared suddenly.

Master Dingjing called too secretly:

"Forget it, forget it! I can no longer deal with the seven people in front of me. With these enemies watching, Dingjing is bound to escape today. Instead of falling into the hands of the enemy and suffering humiliation, it is better to kill myself earlier. This stinky bag is just me. It is no pity that the house where we lived temporarily was destroyed, but the dozens of disciples brought out were all sacrificed, but old nun Dingjing is ashamed of the ancestors of the Hengshan Sect."

"Swipe, swipe, swipe" stabs three swords quickly, forcing the enemy two steps away, then suddenly reversed the long sword, and thrust it into his heart...

(End of this chapter)