The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 661 The situation is very different
Huodi let out a roar!

One person came out from the oblique stab.

The big knife was raised with the backhand, and the afterimage of the knife was like a huge folding fan spread out, even chopping and blocking the claws of Tu Wanfang's hand that was caught in front of him!
His thick body blocked the huge waves behind him like a mountain, allowing Mo Shang to retreat calmly.

The voice of Zhan Tian, ​​deputy leader of the Rejection North League and leader of the New Moon League, was as strong and powerful as ever.

It's just that after days of running and fighting, he neglected to take care of his image, his long beard was no longer beautiful, and he was in a mess.

The clothes are not ragged, but they are also covered with mud and dirt, looking like a fierce general who has fought hard for many days.

Fortunately, this fierce general is not just fancy or useless, he really forced Tu Wanfang to stop with his own power, and he couldn't get close for a while.

I saw that after Mo Shang withdrew and before Tu Wanfang's next blow came, Zhan Tian held the knife in both hands, his feet alternated as axes, leaned slightly and slashed with the knife horizontally, the knife walked with his strength, and the person turned with the knife. Tian Bian and Zhan Tian Knife merged into one, like a rapidly spinning top with a knife, stirring up a storm of blades in the field!
If it is placed on an ordinary battlefield, it is no surprise that Zhantian's violent wind chop will harvest the battlefield with the wind and clouds.

But in front of the invulnerable monster, he just made the opponent instinctively take two steps back, raising his hand to block the sand, gravel and dust.

And when the sharp blade ping-pongs under Tu Wanfang's chest, waist, abdomen, thighs, and arms again and again without leaving any marks, this "spinning top performance" that exhibits all its strength will come to an end. It's time for the curtain call.

For a monster like Tu Wanfang, without a sense of novelty, it also lost its threat.

Tu Wanfang raised his left elbow, lunged forward and pierced straight into the "center of the storm", stuck the Zhantian knife with a bang, and poked his right hand towards Zhantian's head.

However, Zhan Tian had been prepared for a long time. When Tu Wanfang bumped into him, he only had a knife in one hand, and his feet had already grasped the ground to start accumulating energy.

After almost a symbolic struggle, Zhan Tian let go of his other hand, gave up control of Zhan Tian Dao, and ran away with his legs.

Long before he went south to Putian, Tu Wanfang's murderous reputation had spread widely.

In this half hour alone, dozens of people died at the hands of Tu Wanfang.

The most frightening thing is that until today, no one except Hongshang still knows Tu Wanfang's weakness and where the trap is.

Among the top group of Jianghu warriors in Zhongzhou, Tu Wanfang is already invincible in the world!

In view of this, in view of the painful lessons he has witnessed and experienced, it is enough for Zhan Tian to let go of any dignity and self-confidence, and not to get too close to Tu Wanfang easily.

At this time when lives are at stake, it is understandable to abandon the knife to save one's life.

However, even with full preparations in advance, Zhan Tian still underestimated Tu Wanfang's reaction speed.

Just like domestic animals have less innate advantages than wild animals. No matter how fast the cattle and sheep are frightened, it is difficult to escape the cheetah's hunting.

Although Zhan Tian had already leapt away from Tu Wanfang by a foot.

Tu Wanfang still caught up in three steps and two steps!
When he reached out again, he was about to grab Zhan Tian's ankle and pull him back!
Suddenly, a scarred man stepped on an iron crutch and fell from the air. The sharp foot of the iron crutch hit the center of the back of Tu Wanfang's right hand, intending to nail it to the ground!
At the same time, four more figures sprang out from the crowd.

An unkempt old man with a bowed back slid across with a shovel, and kicked Tu Wanfang's calf heavily with both feet, making Tu Wanfang's figure that was just beginning to pounce further out of balance.

A swordsman dressed as a scholar flew forward and stabbed more than ten swords in an instant. The swords were not aimed at attacking any vital parts of Tu Wanfang, but just to touch with his left hand to split him, distracting him from dealing with it, and having nowhere to focus.

A one-eyed young man with a gun approached Tu Wanfang's side at some point, jumped up, and using the gun as a pestle, the point of the gun stabbed fiercely on Tu Wanfang's back heart.

There was also a sick white-haired man who floated up from the wheelchair and lightly tapped on the back of Tu Wanfang's head, twirling his toes like stepping on a rubber ball.

In the end, the white-haired man looked sick and skinny, and he couldn't weigh much, and he probably couldn't exert much force on his toes.

But his position was like the last straw that broke the camel's camel's back. It made the arrogant Tu Wanfang completely lose control of his body, and fell to the ground like a dog gnawing mud!

Although the current situation is mostly fleeting, when Tu Wanfang's upright body like a bamboo pole was beaten to the ground for the first time, everyone felt that the boulder pressing on their chest was temporarily removed, and they could breathe a little.

The five people who worked together in such a tacit understanding came from Qingtianzhong.

Sima Jie was the first to fly to help Zhan Tian out of danger, followed by Zhen Tianlei, Yang Zijin and Hun.

And it was Junchi, the leader of Qingtian Zhong, who completed the decisive move.

Coincidentally, Qingtian all belong to the same family of rejecting the Northern Alliance.

In fact, when Tu Wanfang entered this battle group with the North Alliance as its core, it was doomed that this head-to-head contest would come sooner or later.

After Mo Shang fought against Tu Wanfang on his own, Zhan Tian, ​​Jun Chi and the other six began to make preparations for their response.

It is not to put the leader of the Northern Alliance at a disadvantage, but to kill more members of the Red Clothes Sect Alliance so as to free up more space and manpower to deal with this big devil. Second, It is to give the future martial arts leader more opportunities to perform.

"kill……"

"Pfft! Pooh!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill everything!"

The good times didn't last long, and indeed, within a short time, Jun Chi's feet, Sima Jie's crutches, and Hun's spear couldn't hold back Tu Wanfang and rose from the ground!

From being beaten into the ground to breaking out of the ground, Tu Wanfang's opponents have grown to seven.

In addition to the five Qingtian members, there are also Zhantian who has regained the Zhantian Sword, and Xie Wangshu, the deputy leader of the New Moon League.

However, his mouth full of filth did not bring any frustration to Tu Wanfang, on the contrary, the increase in the number of opponents made him even more excited.

Seeing this, the seven members of the Rejecting Beimeng were terrified, knowing that they might lose their lives in the next battle, but no one was deterred.

After step by step falling into the situation set up by the Red Clothes School, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, and we all understand the reason why our lips are dead and our teeth are cold.

In the face of adversity, if you only care about your own advantages and avoid disadvantages, you will inevitably eat your own body and eat the bitter fruit.

Only by facing up to the difficulties and doing our best to create more time and conditions for the friendly side to kill the enemy can everyone have more chances of survival.

Those with stronger abilities should stand up, as long as they can restrain Tu Wanfang for longer, the chance of winning this battle will be greater.

At this point, although Tu Wanfang was trapped by seven people, he fought harder and harder.

On the other side, Hongshang is only entangled by one person, but is in a dire situation.

I don't blame Hongshang for complaining incessantly.

Anyone who is targeted and frustrated repeatedly at a time of prosperity will find it difficult to regain his strength all at once.

Not to mention that after the three major secret caves in Pinghai County were destroyed and Tu Wanfang lost control, in the past month, he has not slept for two hours a day and night.

The physical and mental fatigue is second to none, but every time he thinks about the painstaking efforts of generations of ancestors and the accumulation of nearly twenty years of painstaking planning, he is about to go to waste in his own hands, and all he can do is to save his life by exchanging his life. Even a little loss, he couldn't forgive himself for his incompetence.

Of course, Hongshang has no time to grieve and hurt the spring and autumn.

All he can do is compete with the Zhongzhou people for time.

Before planning the South Shaolin fire, Hongshang had the will to die.

However, he was forced to risk everything, and his layout lost a lot of space, and the adjustment was to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

Allowing Wang Shuo and Yulinlong to temporarily take over the command and transfer will inevitably be full of mistakes and omissions.

Before today, Hongshang's spirit had been exhausted, and she only planned to smash the jar and drag as many people into the water as she could.

Unexpectedly, there is a force that is secretly assisting him, slowly bringing the situation back to the rhythm he originally planned.

At that time, he was too lazy to care about who was quietly helping him, and he just wanted to take advantage of this east wind to kill people from Zhongzhou Jianghu.

In the past five hours, the battle situation near the foot of Jiulian Mountain was under his control.

It was a matter of course for Tu Wanfang to enter the arena.

Hongshang, who entered the enemy's formation, completely let go of her hands and feet, and her clothes fluttered, taking away the lives of people from Jianghu in Zhongzhou.

Unexpectedly, before killing him to his heart's content, he was already being targeted.

If Hongshang is a nail inserted abruptly into the board of Jianghu in Zhongzhou, then the man is a hammer with a straight handle.

Hammer after hammer hammered the nail of Hong Chang from the middle of the board to the edge of the board.

Let Hongshang fall into the guard of the surviving eleven Southern Shaolin Bronze Men, and be confronted by Wudang Emei's Seven Star Sword Formation.

Until he was completely exiled from the battle circle by the person in front of him.

After calming down a bit, Hongshang soon understood why she was in such a predicament.

After all, Tu Wanfang was out of his control.

Others can't do anything about Tu Wanfang, but that doesn't mean they can't do anything about him.

He can make a fuss about Tu Wanfang, and others can make a fuss about him.

It's just that even Wang Shuo and Yulinlong are already trapped in the battlefield, and Hongshang has already exhausted his cards.

He gave everything, everything of the Red Clothes Sect, and all the secrets that have taken root in Fujian over the years.

Even Yu Tian and Fifth Marquis also invested a certain amount of troops under his coercion, as well as part of the manpower from the five sects of Tiansha.

He could only hope that the outcome of this battle would be a big surprise for Tu Wanfang.

As for himself, he might be punished soon.

After all, if the "Iron Hammer" hadn't rushed back to the battlefield behind him, Hong Chang couldn't even see who was beaten and retreated steadily.

But the person in front of him wrestled with him for a long time, without losing the slightest bit, almost on par with that person.

Comparing the two before and after in my heart, Hong Chang, who is the "enemy" of Fanbang, also has to feel that the land of Zhongzhou is full of talents.

(End of this chapter)