Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 69 Kill the enemy

Let's say that Yang Shucheng and Tong Yuhui fought in a hurry, frequently using special moves, and the wind and thunder were stirring. However, due to their eagerness for success, they were negligent and were stabbed in the chest by the opponent's sword. Although they were not seriously injured, they were defeated.

Yang Shucheng retreated hastily. How could Tong Yuhui let him go again and stabbed at him with haste.

Here, Protector Zheng Jing of the White Lotus Sect, Song Ren and Gong Yinshi of the "Two Thunders" saw that Yang Shucheng was in danger and hurriedly raised their swords to save him.

The three of them killed Tong Yuhui together.

Liu Zhong and Liu Yi over there saw it and rushed over to fight with the "two thunders". Suddenly the sound of killing started again.

Wang He and Fu Hai were very impressed when they saw Yang Shucheng fighting with flying swords and flowers, and hurriedly came over to help Yang Shucheng retreat.

The two sides fought for a long time. After all, the White Lotus Sect had a small number of people and could not resist. After being charged by Tong Yuhui's men, they all retreated into the courtyard.

People from Tong Yuhui's side rushed into the courtyard, mustered up their courage, and killed everyone in the White Lotus Sect until they fell on their backs and fled in all directions.

In fact, when White Lotus followers join the religion, most of them contribute their family property to the religion. However, these properties are not within the religion, but are scattered everywhere. The leader and other upper-level leaders also go to various places to preach.

Therefore, there were not many masters in the sect, and they all fled in all directions when they were charged by this gang of gangsters.

Seeing the defeat of the White Lotus Sect, Tong Yuhui waved his long sword and shouted: "Charge into the palace and seize the treasure."

The more than thirty subordinates, upon hearing the order, were all excited, shouting and rushing up to grab the treasure, all wanting it for themselves. The White Lotus cultists couldn't resist and fled one after another.

It seems that the White Lotus Sect is doomed this time!

At this time, the sound of the ancient harp suddenly came from the main hall. It was melodious and reverberating in the empty valley. The sound was silent, but it echoed in everyone's ears.

Just now it was a bloody fight, with screams reaching the sky. Now, hearing the soothing music, everyone put down their desire to kill and lowered their swords.

Tong Yuhui's men suddenly heard the sound of the piano. They thought there was something strange and did not dare to rush forward. How could they enter the White Lotus Temple casually? These fanatics slowly retreated to the foot of the steps in order to listen to Tong Yuhui's instructions.

Over there, Protector Zheng Jing of the White Lotus Sect and Song Ren and Gong Yinshi of the "Two Thunders" were overjoyed.

The leader of our religion is here.

A few days ago, Tong Yuhui led a team to attack the White Lotus Sect and steal property. However, the leader of the sect is mysterious and unpredictable. He is usually absent from the sect and disappears without a trace. At this time, the sect is in crisis. Where can he find her? ?

In the midst of the crisis of our sect, I suddenly heard the sound of a musical instrument coming from the palace. I felt relieved, knowing that the White Lotus sect had finally passed through this calamity today.

When Yang Shucheng heard the music, he had other thoughts in his mind. The music seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it. I just stood there, confused.

Neither the enemy nor we knew what weird thing the piano player was doing, but they didn't dare to move a little. The courtyard was silent, and they only listened patiently to her playing music. The mountains and rivers were clear and sweet. Soon, the song will be played.

There was a lingering sound, and after a while, there was no sound in the hall. After a while, I saw a woman slowly walking out of the hall. She had a graceful figure and a light gait, but her face was covered with a white gauze. You can also imagine that this woman has something. An extraordinary appearance.

More than thirty of Tong Yuhui's subordinates were already standing in the audience, while the White Lotus followers were scattered everywhere, all listening to the leader's instructions.

The sect leader looked at the situation and then spoke: "A bold maniac, how dare you break into our sect's holy land without retreating down the mountain."

The leader's voice sounded like the voice of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. It was clear and melodious, like an oriole coming out of the valley. When I heard it, it did not mean any threat. On the contrary, it was very useful. I wished she could say a few more words.

When Yang Shucheng heard this, he felt particularly kind. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. He looked at the wind blowing on his willow-like body. If there was a fight, he must stand up and protect the leader to the death.

That Tong Yuhui led a group of people here to make a contribution so that he could become a tyrant in the future. Hearing the voice of the leader, he would bully her because she was young and not very capable. If she sent him away with just a few words, why would he? Make a name for yourself?

Therefore, Tong Yuhui took a step forward and said loudly: "Now, the world is in chaos. It is the time for heroes to take advantage of the situation and establish their achievements. I heard that the White Lotus Sect has a lot of treasures. I borrow them for use to help the people of the world and benefit the people. Why not?" He said it openly, but he was really going to steal the White Lotus Sect.

The leader said: "Everyone in our religion gives up their money to join the religion. The original purpose is to promote this religion, to save all sentient beings, and to help the common people. How can I hand it over to you reckless people?"

"Okay, it seems we have to be rude." This Tong Yuhui relied on her superb swordsmanship and was very arrogant. He just felt that the leader was making things up and had no real ability, so he didn't take her seriously.

"Really?" The leader stood on the hundred steps, looking down at all the sentient beings. Seeing that they refused to retreat, he had no choice but to show his true ability. He saw her shrugging her body, flying down from the top, and landing slowly like a crane. onto the countertop.

This time he showed his Qinggong and immediately scared everyone away.

Tong Yuhui thought to himself, show me what's so great about Qing Gong. Our "Flying with the Wind" Qing Gong is not a vegetarian.

The Qianlong Sword Sect's "Flying with the Wind" Qinggong was comparable to Leng Yuhu's "One Reed Crossing the River" Qinggong and Zhang Jinhua's "Liezi Yufeng" Qinggong. (This matter was mentioned in the author's previous novel. There are performances in it, website: 17K Novel Network, book title: "The Legend of Wang Haichao", author: Tianxu Wosheng.)

Therefore, when Tong Yuhui saw her showing off her Qing Kung Fu, she didn't take it to heart and stood still.

When the leader saw Tong Yuhui standing still, it seemed that the enemy would not retreat without a fight.

The leader said: "It seems that this fight can no longer be fought. Please draw your sword."

"Okay." Tong Yuhui learned the Hidden Dragon Sword Technique by himself and was unparalleled in the world. He would pay attention to anyone, so he drew out his long sword and held it across his chest like a stream of autumn water. Said: "Please."

Upon hearing this, the leader didn't have a sword in his hand. When he looked back, Protector Zheng Jing hurriedly stepped forward, held out the sword in his hand, and said, "Teacher, be careful."

"Nothing." The leader took the sword in his hand and made a sword gesture of "holding a flower and smiling", the gesture was graceful, like a willow in the wind.

The two were about to draw their swords.

At this time, I suddenly heard shouting outside.

The two stopped immediately and listened to the sounds outside.

Not long after, more than a hundred people were seen pouring in, each holding a long sword. It was Lei, Lightning, Wind, and Cloud, leading the believers back to protect the religion.

I saw the leaders coming to the leader, paying homage to the leader, and saying, "I'm late, please forgive me."

"Not guilty."

The thunder, lightning, wind, and clouds saw the two sides tense, and said to the leader: "Please wait a moment, leader, while I kill these arrogant people."

"Ok."

After receiving the order from the leader, these new troops rushed towards Tong Yuhui's team. The team of more than 100 people rushed into the camp of more than 30 people, just like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep, and started killing them.

The other believers saw this, shouted together, and joined the battle group, gaining an absolute advantage in numbers. Divided and surrounded, Tong Yuhui and his gang were killed in a sudden rush, and blood spattered on the ground.

During the melee, Tong Yuhui saw that everyone on his side was injured and realized that he could no longer fight, so he shouted and ran away through the door.

Seeing that their leader had fled, the other minions also scrambled to escape.

Protector Zheng Jing led the believers and chased for nearly ten miles before returning victoriously.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, casting thousands of rays of light. The leader ordered the believers to choose a place to rest, set up a big pot on the field, and started cooking dinner.

After a while, the table was put on the table, which was full of vegetables and light wine. All the believers sat on the floor and drank happily.

At night, a bonfire was lit and a tent was pitched next to the fire. It was late at night, and the believers went into their tents to sleep.

The leader was discussing matters within the church in the main hall. The lights didn't go out for a long time.

The valley is full of tents, scattered high and low, like military camps.

Although there were hundreds of men and horses, there was total silence. There was the sound of wind blowing all around, and there were fireflies flying like stars falling randomly in the sky.

Under the arrangement of Wang He and Fu Hai, Yang Shucheng also lay in a tent, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply walked out of the tent and took a walk in the valley. The night wind blew on him, making him cool and comfortable, and his mind was clear.

Yang Shucheng was confused and slowly walked along the mountain road towards the main hall of the White Lotus Sect.

During the day, there was still a desperate fight here, with blood flowing everywhere. Afterwards, the believers sprinkled water to clean up, but you can still imagine the brutal fighting.

When I walked under a sycamore tree, it was already early autumn. It was cold in the mountains. The sycamore leaves had fallen, and I could already hear the wail of autumn insects.

Yang Shucheng stood under the tree, looking at the lights in the palace that had not been extinguished.

For a long time, his clothes were wet from the wind and dew, and Yang Shucheng didn't want to go back at all.

At this time, in front of the main hall, a figure flashed and disappeared on the left side of the hall.

When Yang Shucheng saw it, he hurriedly ran forward. Now that he had practiced Taiqing Qigong proficiently, his feet touched the ground, making no sound like a breeze.

On the left side of the hall, there was a path leading up the mountain. Yang Shucheng ran towards the mountain. I ran to the left side of the hall. Is there a figure there?

The moonlight shone brightly all over the ground, and there was a trail on the left that led directly to the back of the mountain.

Yang Shucheng ran forward along this mountain road. After going up the mountain, he ran down the mountain again.

The figure stood at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by high mountains, standing silently, wild flowers flying on the ground, and stars in the sky looking down at the earth like fairy eyes.

The figure was dressed in white and stood at the bottom of the valley, like a fairy in the wind. She stood there motionless, as if waiting for Yang Shucheng's arrival.