Chun Feng Du Jian

From Feng Baoyi's sudden attack to Suyou's Fengshen soldiers descending from the sky, in just a short time, the four people on the eaves had already started fighting two by two.No matter how bright the moonlight is, there is a limit after all, not to mention how agile these four masters are, the wind of fists and sword shadows are erratic, and the black-armored guards around them who are waiting to shoot are really hard to distinguish between enemy and friend, their heads are turning back and forth with the arrow tips , finally made himself dizzy.

Si Yunping asked his colleagues beside him in a low voice: "Can we make it?"

Lu Qingzhong stood with his hands behind his back, remembering something, and was distracted, when he was suddenly brought back to reality by his question, he replied somewhat disappointedly: "Go ahead."

Back then he murdered Abbot Huitong in Baoan Temple. Although it was disgraceful, no one would jump out and accuse him.Lu Qingzhong always thought that this incident was over, but fate was unpredictable, and what should come could not be avoided. Who would have thought that after seven years, Wen Heng would make a comeback one day?

Si Yunping gave him a strange look, not understanding why he was depressed, and was about to speak, when a piercing wind blasted in the not-so-quiet night behind them, and the flexible long whip swept out, killing the head on the spot. The platoon guards were so pumped that people turned their backs; a heavy punch came with a strong wind, and hit the back of Lu Qingzhong's head.Fortunately, his reaction was quite quick, he flew forward and let the wind of the fist brush past his head, hitting the air, and at the same time he returned a palm of "chaotic stone piercing the air", every movement and leap was shocked by lightning. Between the stone and the fire, he barely managed to get a chance to breathe, stood firm and turned around.

Seeing his colleague being attacked suddenly, Si Yunping immediately stepped forward to help him, but before he had time to draw his sword, a green sword shadow fell from mid-air, the sword was unrestrained and fierce, piercing his right shoulder "" Jianjing acupoint", Si Yunping had to jump back and dodge, taking a few steps away from Lu Qingzhong.

The two masters were artificially separated in an instant, and no exception in other places. This group of people was like spirits that suddenly appeared in the dark night. After a rehearsal, the inner guard and the masters of the Chuxing Xingzong were held back one by one.Firstly, the forbidden army was stunned by the sudden rush of people, and secondly, because Feng Baoyi was incapacitated, and the crowd had no leader, he did not dare to rush forward and hack at random, so the front of Chengxiang Hall seemed to be surrounded, but in fact it had become a reality. A plate of loose sand.During the scuffle, the white-clothed scholar who kidnapped Wen Jiu was thrown away with a sword soundlessly. Wen Jiu stumbled forward with garlic on his feet, and another person unlocked the sealed acupuncture points for him, and sighed casually: " I am really a good person to repay evil with kindness."

Before Wen Jiu was restrained, he shook hands with Feng Bao, and suffered some internal injuries. When he relieved the acupoint at first, his blood flowed up unstoppably.He was dizzy for a while, after hearing this, he couldn't help squinting at the man, and under the dim moonlight, it actually made him look a little familiar from that handsome face.

"It's you?"

Wen Changqing graciously gave him a hand so that he wouldn't stand still, and teased: "Hey, my lord still remembers me as a prisoner? It's really flattering."

Wen Jiu didn't think it was a good thing to say, so he didn't follow up.He took a deep breath to suppress the bloody smell that was surging in his throat, but he heard the sound of metal and iron intersecting and clanking, followed the sound, and saw two people fighting fiercely not far away, making their swordsmanship calm and simple. It seems blunt and clumsy, but it's actually a hidden secret. It's indistinguishable from the white-clothed scholar of the Chuxingxingzong, and they don't give in to each other.Surprised in his heart, he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Which one is...?"

Wen Changqing replied: "It's my brother, Liao Changxing."

Wen Jiu had heard Heng say that he had been on guard before, but he still had doubts in his heart. He thought he was lying to Feng Baoyi, but now that he saw the reinforcements with his own eyes, the big stone in his heart finally fell firmly to the ground, and he slowly let out a long sigh of relief. .

When he was caught by Feng Baoyi, he had sincerely felt that it was over for them.He cared about it but was chaotic, and he firmly believed in Feng Baoyi's murder of the prince. At that time, Wen Heng seemed to be persuaded by him, and promised to send the people around him to protect the prince.Therefore, when entering the palace tonight, he thought that Wen Heng would only bring two or three assistants at most. Judging from Wen Heng's past behavior, the candidates should be Fan Yang and a few cronies of the Luming Escort Bureau.If there were only a few people here, it would not be enough for the Imperial Guard to put their teeth between them. Fortunately, Wen Heng was careful not to fall into Feng Baoyi's trap, otherwise the two of them must be in trouble tonight, and they might have to confess their lives it's here.

Liao Changxing, Wen Changqing, Nie Ying, Long Jing and others have gone through hardships with Wen Heng, are willing to stand up for him in Hengwu Mountain, and are the elite leaders of various sects. With them, the battle immediately turned from one-sided to a stalemate.Nie Ying shook off the golden whip, and the whip came out of its hole like a snake, wrapping itself around a leader of the forbidden army who was closest to him.The man was strangled until his eyes were bulging, and he shouted "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" ,quick!"

The leader of the Forbidden Army was a middle-aged fat man with a rather rich appearance. He knew that he was pampered at a glance, and he was not a tough guy who dared to fight Nie Yingyu to the death.He lived under the coercion of Feng Baoyi and others all year round, and he was very afraid of these Wu lunatics who fought frequently. Hearing this, he closed his eyes and closed his mouth in fright, and immediately howled at the top of his throat.Feng Baoyi glanced out during Su You's stormy offensive, and when he saw the situation, he immediately shouted angrily: "Don't retreat! Shoot the arrow!"

The sergeant, who was about to move back and was about to retreat, told him to drink, but hesitated a little, and stopped in place for a while.

At this time, someone from the side said: "Are you the imperial court's imperial army, or is he under Feng Baoyi alone? It is a heinous crime to act without orders, and you still don't know how to repent when things come to an end. Feng Baoyi rebelled today, you guys Are you going to go to the guillotine with him in the future?!"

Wen Jiu broke away from Wen Changqing's support, glanced at everyone coldly, and reprimanded sharply: "Your Majesty is still in the palace, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous, and you all step back!"

Except for a few people who were trapped in the fierce battle and had no time to distract themselves, the rest were all choked by his earth-shattering roar.It stands to reason that with such a big commotion outside, the Chengxiang Palace should have been alarmed long ago, but for some reason, no one came out to pass on the news. Obviously, the emperor didn't intend to support Feng Bao, and maybe he was a little bit like sitting on the mountain watching tigers fight mean.And from the conversation just now, it was revealed that Wen Jiu was actually a member of the prince. Retreat, but don't raise your bow and arrow to aim, ready to shoot these assassins who broke into the palace in the middle of the night at any time

Now the fight in the courtyard has completely turned into a battle of masters, Feng Baoyi can still hold his breath, but his face is solemn, and the wrinkles between his brows seem to have deepened a little.He was pushed extremely tightly by Su Youfeng, and if he distracted for a moment, his life would be in danger, he had no time to give orders and regroup the siege, so he had to concentrate on fighting against Su Youfeng.

Where the two fought against each other, it was really dark, the sun and the moon were dark, tiles were flying in all directions, and the gravel could smash all those who came to fight into a sieve.On the other hand, Wen Heng and Fang Wujiu are at the other extreme - the two figures are as light as birds competing, but they are as dangerous as others.The Chui Xing Zong's kung fu has always been known for its treachery and changeability, and Fang Wujiu used it, adding a touch of erratic and feminine.Her weapon is neither a knife nor a sword, but several extremely flexible string blades hidden in her sleeves. The string blades are thinner than the strings of a lyre, and they seem to be fragile and easy to break, but once they are entangled, they can be pulled lightly. It can cut off a human arm from bone to flesh.

This is the first time Wen Heng has seen her "soft silk and thousand changes" kung fu, it should come from the underground palace of Xiji Lake, it is difficult for him to think of a solution in an instant, so he can only deal with Fang Wugui patiently.In the dark night, the string blade was as invisible as it could be, except for an occasional flash of a very thin cold light.Wen Heng held his breath for a while, and focused his attention on catching these spider silk-like weapons, but it was not very useful, and he almost got scratched several times.After holding on with Fang Wujiu for dozens of strokes, he gradually noticed that his eyes were sore and tired, tears welled up in his eye sockets, and his eyes were covered by a blink, everything was doubled, almost to the point where he couldn't see anything the point.

Wen Heng thought in his heart that something was wrong. Fortunately, although he couldn't see clearly, he still felt it. He could hear the subtle sound of the string blade piercing through the air. He swung his sword subconsciously to the left, and the sword swung away the thin blade that pierced his eyebrows. .

Fang Wujiu didn't notice this detail, but Wen Heng was startled for a moment, then his thoughts changed, and he suddenly realized the way to crack it.

Since he couldn't see it anyway, he simply closed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand circled like the wind, drawing an arc similar to the full moon. In an instant, the string blades shooting from all directions collided with the sword body, but there was a jingle. The sound of ding was endless, and the lingering sound spread out wave after wave. Fang Wujiu's five fingers were numb from the internal force of his sword. The lines flowed all the way to the edge of her palm, dripping on her flying skirt.

Exquisite makeup couldn't save her ferocious look, Fang Wujiu was forced to retreat by one move, obviously very angry, sneered sneer, and said bitterly: "You bastard!"

Before he finished speaking, the eight string blades were like a big net, rolling towards Wen Heng from the left and right sides, forcing him to return his sword to resist, at the same time, a three-inch long short thorn suddenly flashed out from the jewel flower on the toe of the embroidered shoe on his right foot, Before Wen Heng opened his eyes, Fang Wujiu kicked him on the neck!

Hearing the sound of "buzz", the blue shadow suddenly appeared, and the cold blade slashed down in the air. For a moment, the snow-bright blade reflected the man's frosty eyebrows and eyes.

The first knife that fell from the sky intercepted Fang Wujiu's attack, and the second knife returned to his hand, "Duan Shui" is worthy of being a famous knife that cuts iron like mud, and cut off half of the three-inch short spine on the spot.The pointed tip flew out whirling, and was nailed into the pillar under the corridor of Chengxiang Hall with a clang.

Fang Wujiu jumped back in the air and landed a few steps away from the two of them. Her right leg was still faintly numb from the knife just now, and she was a little unsteady when standing.As the head of a sect, she is rare to meet an opponent, and she has never been so embarrassed for many years. At this moment, her eyes are almost bursting with hatred, and even speaking seems to be squeezed out word by word through the gap between her teeth.

"Xue, Qing, Lan."

Xue Qinglan stood in front of Wen Heng, appearing silently, but the timing was just right.He nodded to Fang Wujiu as a compliment, then said to Wen Heng in a low voice: "Brother Heng, leave this to me."

Wen Heng's eyes haven't recovered yet, he can only see a hazy outline: "Why do you..."

"You still dare to appear in front of my eyes, it seems that you can't wait to die with this bastard."

Fang Wujiu's tone was cold, it sounded like a sarcasm, but no one could ignore the anger gushing out of her words.She raised her voice and said: "For a mere man, I did not hesitate to betray this seat and the Chuxingxingzong. I blamed me for misjudging you and leaving an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf in the Chuxingxingzong."

Not only was Xue Qinglan not annoyed, she also followed her words and agreed: "I lured wolves into the house in the early years, and now I regret it, but it is too late."

Fang Wujiu stared at him steadfastly, pressed his hand on the string blade between his wrists, and said murderously: "It's too late to regret...but it's never too late to kill a traitor, no matter when you do it."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind her, echoing in a low voice: "That's right. The traitor should be killed. Not only will he be hacked into pieces, but it's best to ruin his reputation and be scolded by the world."

It was a woman's voice, light and hoarse, with a sense of erratic, but at the same time it contained extremely strong venom, as if an innocent soul who came to seek her life in the middle of the night suddenly reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

Fang Wujiu looked back suddenly.

Since the first confrontation tonight, Wen Heng has seen the Sect Master Fang ridicule, contempt, anger and other expressions, but whether she is facing Feng Baoyi or Wen Heng and Xue Qinglan, she always looks down from a high position, not really see these people as a threat.However, just now, at the moment when she clearly saw the face of the person behind her, it seemed that something fell from the clouds and shattered her eyes.

Fang Wujiu's pupils constricted, he said something silently, and there was a look of extreme fear on his face.

The author has something to say: It won't become supernatural and terrifying, it's just that her creditor came to Liao......