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Chapter 244 Desperation and bloodiness

Following Zhang Shixin's order, his soldiers began to attack Feng Gongying and Gao Shanwang crazily, completely reckless.

Although these soldiers had mediocre personal strength, they were just a group of peasants who took up weapons after training and barely managed to go into battle, but they couldn't hold back too many of them.

The elite members of the Heavenly Eagle Cult left behind in the main altar, after such a long period of fighting, their true energy has been exhausted, and they have lost the support of internal strength. These members are only physically stronger than ordinary soldiers, so the situation has begun to appear one-sided .

People around Feng Gongying and Gao Shanwang kept falling down, and even Zhang Shixin's troops rushed into the front hall, passing Feng Gongying, Gao Shanwang and others, and they were about to divide the formation of everyone. In a double-teaming trend.

At this time, the mountain king looked like a mad tiger, roaring again and again, he held the big knife upside down, leaped through the air, landed in front of the two soldiers who broke through the formation, and chopped them to the ground with the knife in his hand .

However, just after he jumped up, a large number of Skyhawk Cultists suddenly fell down in front of the right front, which was guarded by his frenzied fighting, and soldiers rushed up one after another.

The Alpine King threw the long knife in his hand, and the whole person rushed forward fiercely. The long knife made of fine steel even made a whistling sound when he swung it with great force. The two frontmost Soldiers, as if they were pierced through the chest with long knives like candied haws.

In the next second, Gaoshan Wangren rushed forward, and drew out the long knife with his backhand, a flash of white light flashed, he even cut four times in a flash, and several people fell to the ground.

However, apart from Gao Shanwang and Feng Gongying, the rest of the ordinary Tianying sect members have already been retreating under such an attack. They are already few in number. point.

Zhang Shixin looked at the direction of the front hall calmly, looking at those soldiers who were not afraid of life and death, and the soldiers who continued to fall, as well as the members of Tiantianying Cult who kept falling, his eyes were full of greed and madness.

And the little boss Cui Xin stood beside him, showing a happy expression on his face, as if he had seen victory beckoning to him, he had already begun to fantasize about following in Zhang Shixin's footsteps, in the main altar of the Tianying Sect There is a scene of wantonly searching for treasures.

At this time, the mountain king who was surrounded by everyone roared, and his long knife cut deeply into the body of one of Zhang Shixin's soldiers from top to bottom, but due to the excessive force, the blade was stuck between the opponent's shoulder blades, and he couldn't draw it for a while. come out.

At this time, the two soldiers saw the situation and stabbed at the mountain king with their spears.

The mountain king managed to block the spear stabbing behind him, but was stabbed in the abdomen by the spear in front of him.

However, he didn't care about the pain, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and he let out a sharp roar.

Before the soldier who stabbed Gaoshan King had time to rejoice, he was so frightened by his crazy appearance that he froze in place for a moment.
The Alpine King held the spear in his backhand and pulled out the spear point from his body. He lifted the soldier who was still holding the spear at the other end into the air, and then kicked him into the crowd. Four or five soldiers were caught by this It fell to the ground with a huge impact.

The Mountain King's offensive continued unabated, he clenched his spear with both hands and kept waving it, and then two more fell down.

He rushed into the crowd, waving the spear in his hand wildly on the spot, opening and closing moves, matched with his ferocious face, the place where the spear pointed was shining with cold light.

Zhang Shixin's men were intimidated by his crazy killing, and they couldn't get close for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Gongying took out a row of small silver snake-shaped darts from the inner armor, flew out with a few swishing sounds, and several sergeants who had jumped into the front hall just now fell to the ground.

Feng Gongying took advantage of the time when the Mountain King was holding back a large number of enemies on the outside, and led the crowd to wipe out the remnants of the enemies in the front hall, just like this and defending the front hall with difficulty.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shixin gritted his teeth involuntarily, almost!

Just barely, he was able to take down the front hall and wipe out the enemy.

But it doesn't matter, although the seemingly crazy attack of the big man who looks like a mad tiger is unstoppable for a while, it is just a desperate move by the opponent, and it shouldn't last long.

When he was exhausted, that is, when he broke through the Sky Eagle Sect, Zhang Shixin quickly recovered his composure, and ordered the soldiers to continue the siege again.

Although the fight just now was brutal, but because there were too many people crowded in front, and people died constantly, and the corpses lying on the ground blocked the way forward, a large number of soldiers were crowded behind and couldn't move forward.

Therefore, these soldiers did not consume too much physical strength, they quickly replaced the wounded soldiers in front, and quickly surrounded them.

The loss of their companions did not deal a blow to their morale.

Because everyone can see that the enemy on the other side is almost unable to hold on, and maybe they will win in the next second.

However, this second is extremely long.

As the soldiers fell in the front hall one by one, Feng Gongying and Gao Shanwang were like small boats in the sea, and those crazy soldiers were like huge waves, but every time they fought, the small boat was just like a small boat in the sea. It swayed in the middle, but it could never be swallowed by the waves, and stood there firmly, like a strong rock.

But how long can this persistence last?

At the same time, Yang Xiao was running his lightness kung fu continuously, rushing towards the main altar of the Sky Eagle Sect.

Finally, he saw the Eagle Sorrow Stream Yin Tianzheng was talking about from a distance.

Next to Yingshoujian is a huge mountain peak, with strange rocks everywhere, soaring into the clouds, the peak is like a huge eagle beak, with a sharp point protruding downwards, and there are bare cliffs on both sides, almost no grass grows.

It really is a dangerous place, worthy of the name Yingchoujian.

It's just that Yin Tianzheng is really not very good at naming names!My name is Eagle King, and my sect is called Sky Eagle Sect, so I chose to place the main altar next to Yingshoujian.

Eagle worry, eagle worry, isn't it just to make him worry about the white-browed Eagle King?
Yang Xiao seems to be careless, and he still has the mood to think about these problems, but at this time his moving speed is actually as fast as a passing image, and he is more and more comfortable using this light skill. People, even only feel a gust of breeze in front of them, but people have disappeared.

It is said that Wangshan is a dead horse. If it is an ordinary person, it will take about half an hour from the time when Yang Xiao sees Yingchoujian from a distance to reaching the bottom of the peak.

However, Yang Xiao had already reached the vicinity of Yingshoujian in less than a cup of tea. At this time, he had already entered the range of the main altar of the Skyhawk Sect, and gradually, corpses dressed in the costumes of the Skyhawk Sect members appeared on the road.

There are also some corpses wearing the costumes of the terracotta warriors of the Yuan Dynasty. Judging from the degree of damage to the corpses of both sides, the fighting was extremely tragic.

The further you went in, the more corpses fell on the ground, and the shape became more tragic.

At this time, Yang Xiao vaguely heard the sound of shouts for killing and the sound of weapons colliding.

This is also because of his great mental power at this time, so he can sense it from a very long distance.

Yang Xiao frowned, it seemed that he was coming soon, and since they were still fighting, it proved that the people of the Sky Eagle Sect had not been wiped out, and he finally caught up.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao didn't bother to look at the surrounding corpses, and galloped away in the direction of the sound.

In fact, one of the reasons why he ran so fast was that he urgently needed someone from the Skyhawk Sect to guide him.

At this time, Chang Jinpeng was leading four or five brothers at the entrance of the Tianying Sect's main altar, leaning against a valley to confront Zhang Shixin's men.

In this valley, there are various corpses lying here and there on the ground, most of them are Zhang Shixin's subordinates, and there are also many Tianying Cultists.

At this time, a team of about 60 to [-] people surrounded Chang Jinpeng and others.

If it was the heyday, Chang Jinpeng would not be afraid of the siege of five or sixty people.

However, at this time, his condition was really bad. The clothes on his chest were torn and torn, which was worse than that of the disciples of the Beggars' Sect. Under the torn clothes, there were wounds of various sizes and shades.

Some of the wounds had already scabbed over, while some still had dark red blood oozing out. He had an arrow stuck in his right leg.

Zhang Shixin's soldiers surrounded them, but they didn't dare to attack directly, they just kept harassing them with spears in order to consume Chang Jinpeng's physical strength.

These soldiers were not as fearless as the soldiers who attacked Feng Gongying and others inside the main altar. Those soldiers had already been driven crazy by the huge reward.

However, although Zhang Shixin also issued a reward order for these outside teams, they will never be worthy of their desperation.

In fact, at the beginning, as a large number of people marched towards the main arena, the leader of this team also wanted to lead people to rush in, but Chang Jinpeng took the initiative to attack in order to relieve the pressure on Feng Gongying and Gao Shanwang, and kept delaying. People living in Zhang Shixin.

In desperation, the team could only be ordered to stop Chang Jinpeng.

At the beginning, he led more than 200 people, but Chang Jinpeng and his men in Suzaku Tan continued to harvest more than 100 people, leaving only the five or sixty people in front of him.

However, Chang Jinpeng's Suzaku Altar paid a huge price for this. Almost all the people in the Suzaku Altar were killed or injured, barely leaving the four or five people in front of them.

"Altar Master, let's go, you don't care about us, the opponent will never catch up with you with your lightness kung fu."

"Yes, Altar Master, as long as you are here, our Vermilion Bird Altar will be there."

"Yes, Altar Master, you go out to avenge our brothers!"

Looking at these seriously injured brothers under his command, listening to their persuasive words.

Chang Jinpeng panted fiercely. He knew that these brothers were right. Among the several altar masters of the Tianying Sect, the altar master of the White Tiger Altar was like a fire, with a fierce and domineering saber technique, just like a tiger descending the mountain. .

But Chang Jinpeng, the master of the Vermilion Bird Altar, is one of the few masters in the Tianying Sect who is famous for his lightness kungfu.

Even though he was seriously injured at this time, if he relied on his super lightness kung fu, he could still escape from the encirclement of this team.

But Chang Jinpeng didn't want to escape just like that, the people in his Suzaku altar were the brothers in front of him, they were seriously injured, if he left them, these brothers would surely die.

Chang Jinpeng sighed, turned around and said to several people: "You are here, and the Suzaku Altar is here. If you are gone, and only I, Chang Jianpeng, are left, then there will be no Suzaku Altar. You don't need to talk about it anymore. There is absolutely no altar master who leaves his brother and runs away."

Then Chang Jinpeng looked at the soldiers in front of him coldly, and said with disdain: "Besides, these chickens and dogs want to take my life!"

Faced with his ridicule, the little leader of this hundred-member team did not feel angry at all, because what Chang Jinpeng said was the truth.

He didn't dare to bring people forward to fight because he was afraid of being killed by Chang Jinpeng before. The opponent's shots were too fierce and fierce, and every move was a one-hit kill. Many people were killed by him cutting their throats. Death, or the shattering of all limbs, is too tragic.

Moreover, the opponent's movement is fast and his light work is extremely fast. I only dare to hide behind the soldiers far away. If I move too far forward, I will only be killed by the opponent in an instant.

It was because Chang Jinpeng's melee combat was too terrifying, that's why the little boss commanded soldiers to surround him and constantly attacked and harassed him with spears in order to drain Chang Jinpeng's strength. He became more and more cautious and did not dare to take risks easily. The enemy at this time was the most dangerous.

Chang Jinpeng is clear about his opponent's plan. Although his heart is cold, he is not discouraged at all. He has experienced countless battles with Yin Tianzheng all his life. Therefore, I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

At this time, he supported a spear on the ground with one hand, and then stood up. As he stood up, all the people besieging him retreated in panic, especially the little leader hid behind them.

After Chang Jinpeng got up, he shouted at the little leader opposite: "Your master ordered that you want the head of your grandpa Chang. The lives of my brothers are worthless. If you refuse to let them go, I will risk my life. Even if you can't kill you before you die, most of your men and horses will be casualties, do you believe it or not?"

The little boss hid behind others, only dared to show half of his head quietly but did not dare to answer, but he knew that what Chang Jinpeng said should be true, and he would have to pay a high price if he wanted to kill him.

Chang Jinpeng continued: "If you let my brothers go first, I will kill myself on the spot after they leave. You can take my head and invite your master to reward you!"

"The altar master can't!"

"Altar Master, no!"

Hearing what Chang Jinpeng said, the remaining people in Suzaku Altar rushed forward regardless of their injuries.

"Altar Master, the few of us will die, and there will be Altar Master to avenge us at that time, but if you do this, Altar Master, you will trap brothers in disloyalty and unrighteousness. How can we survive?"

Chang Jinpeng sighed and said: "All these years, you have followed me in the north and south, and you have not enjoyed any blessings. You are all family members. I brought you out, and I will be responsible for you. Since you are still You can call me altar master, then follow my orders!"

The rest of the people are all good men, but at this moment, they all looked at each other with tears in their eyes. They all took out their weapons and laid them across their necks and said: "Altar Master, if brothers run away like this, What a face to live in this world, my brothers have never thought about surviving since the day I followed you, at worst we will die together!"

(End of this chapter)