The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 666
July twenty-fifth, half past Mao.

Fujian, Putian County.

clear.

The night's fighting and scorching fire at Jiulian Mountain did not let the haze that has plagued Putian County for many days continue, and the long-lost sunshine bloomed.

It's just that compared to the clearness and purity of the clear sky, Jiulian Mountain can be said to be full of dirt within a hundred miles.

The remains of dead bodies and bloody water all over the ground are like leftovers dumped by countless bell-ringing food houses at will.

The place where they settle is filthy, and the breath is full of rotten smell, so people don't want to stay for a while.

However, the flame of war ignited by the Cardinal has not been completely extinguished.

Although Hongshang, the leader of the Red Clothes Sect, the chief culprit in this battle, is ready to die, Tu Wanfang, the human killer who spent nearly 20 years of work on the Red Clothes Sect, has not yet been put to death.

Among the heroes of Zhongzhou Jianghu, except for about [-] people who were seriously injured and unable to fight, [-] less powerful people helped treat or take care of the wounded, and the remaining nearly [-] people were still surrounded by Tu Wanfang. , are doing their part in their own way.

I think this is the most concerted effort since the barbarian chaos in the past, these Jianghu people who were at or gradually climbed to the top of the Zhongzhou martial arts completely put aside their differences and grievances.

After helping Meng Chaoge to bandage and relieve pain for a wounded man, Jiang Yichen got up and walked towards where Hong Chang was surrounded by.

Compared with the contest of real knives and real guns in the group of hundreds of people who surrounded Tu Wanfang, although there were less than ten people standing around Hongshang, and most of them didn't hold weapons in their hands, eight of the ten eyes were full of generals. Cutting into pieces, cramping and skinning, regenerating and eating the flesh, smashing the bones and sucking the marrow to avenge brothers and friends!

If it weren't for Xuanxiao's presence, the Hongshang, who was unable to restrain the chicken, would have been eaten alive long ago.

He was completely stranger to the current head of Wudang, and after a night of fierce fighting, he had to admit sincerely that this person's strength was at least comparable to that of ghosts, enchantresses, and the deceased Feng Chen, and that as long as he wanted to, he could definitely compete for the leader of the Wudang alliance. position.

Goodbye Hongshang, whose battle strength doubled after taking the medicine, was not able to escape from Xuan Xiao's blockade alone, and was even reduced to being like a bullied wild cat who was grabbed by the back of the neck and discarded at will, even though Xuan Xiao said clearly that he was powerless to fight Tu Wanfang The first battle did not prevent everyone's evaluation of his strength from the bottom of their hearts, gradually approaching the four words "unique martial arts"!
Undoubtedly, after this battle, Xuanxiao's name will surely become famous again in the Wulin of Zhongzhou.

Besides Xuan Xiao, Ji Qianlin was the other one with less hatred and more banter in his eyes.

Perhaps it was out of gratitude to Ji Qianlin who had destroyed several bipolar soul-splitting cows by repelling insects, or because of the evil name of Maitreya, the leader of the Tushi gang, the other eight people felt that Ji Qianlin was standing next to Hongshang. Walking around, muttering and other annoying behaviors are very tolerant, and they haven't winked or sneered at this graceful witch, and of course they may all vent their anger on Hongshang.

When Jiang Yichen approached, he saw Ji Qianlin standing on tiptoe, kicking his legs, showing off a large piece of smooth bronze skin, pouting his fingers and pouting, and sighed sadly: "Brother head, a cup of tea over here Now, this little baby’s family secret technique is probably effective in restraining Gu technique, and the Gu in the slave belt has been exhausted, it seems that there is no hope to pry his mouth open.”

Hearing the address of "Brother Head", Jiang Yichen suddenly felt a chill, his footsteps sank a little, and he could barely move his legs in the mud.

The eyes of Zhenqi quickly scanned the faces of the people, and seeing the ancient well of Xuanxiao standing with a sword behind his back, he seemed not very surprised by Ji Qianlin's judgment, and even turned a deaf ear to that delicate address.

But the drunken beauty chasing the wind swordsman Lin Sufeng, Su Shou from Hongchen Inn, Luo Luo and others who were at the side seemed to be familiar with the strangeness, and they were already numb.

Among the people in Tingyu Pavilion, only Jiang Yichen hadn't let go of his disguise. Many people just watched him follow Meng Chaoge to help the wounded, and even use the extremely cold true energy, but they may not be like Ji Qianlin See through his identity at a glance.

However, after Jiang Yichen's arrival, most of the people nodded politely, showing respect for his rescue, and said nothing more.

On the contrary, Xuan Xiao glanced at him twice more, and nodded slightly in greeting.

I don't know if the Wudang "prisoner" of the past saw through his real body and remembered the little brother he personally trained in the secret cave of Wudang?
But Xuan Xiao took over Ji Qianlin's words and said: "No surprises, the majestic leader of the Red Clothes Sect, if you subdue him so easily, wouldn't it be too embarrassing if you knew everything without saying anything?"

"Losing face?" Ji Qianlin saw that he had suffered countless punches and dark feet, his face was missing, his clothes were disheveled, his face was covered with filth and bruises, and he was no longer an ordinary person, but his eyes were wide open and his eyes were closed. Hong Chang, who was lying on the ground with a smile, squatted down, stretched out his hands and flicked Hong Chang's chin left and right, shook his head and said in distress, "This little baby should be very cute, but now I have made myself into this ghost So, why do you care about face?"

Xuan Xiao said: "Not to mention anything else, can you see how long this guy can live?"

Ji Qianlin replied obediently: "The game will be finished in about a month. If I handle it, it will not be a problem to live like an ordinary person for a year or two."

Xuan Xiao waved his hand and said: "No need, as long as he doesn't die soon, he doesn't want to die now, but just wants to see how many people we can survive."

"Back! Back quickly! Don't stop!"

As if to confirm Xuanxiao's words, near the foot of Jiulian Mountain, where hundreds of people were fighting and slaughtering Wanfang, Master Qingku shouted hoarsely, and the situation eased for nearly an incense stick of kung fu and became tense again!
A group of people who temporarily lived in the distance to heal and recuperate looked towards the foot of the mountain.

The figures on the east side of the group of hundreds of people just scattered and retreated like birds and beasts, and Tu Wan, who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, rushed out from the gap in the crowd.

No one knew why Tu Wanfang, who was "patiently" responding to the enemy just now, had the urge to get out of trouble. "Leave the net" was just a helpless move to avoid greater casualties, and everyone was very glad that Tu Wanfang's target was not the wounded.

Soon Long Duoduo, Gu Xinhun, Gui Mei Yaoji and more than [-] top masters used lightness kung fu to chase after them.

But Tu Wanfang looked around, looking for something.

After stopping for a short while, looking back, as if setting a goal, he ran wildly towards the east.

Most of the people in the field were people with good eyesight, and almost all saw the disgusted expression from Tu Wanfang's hasty look back.

Everyone was a little puzzled, but also enlightened. They looked at each other, trying to confirm a certain idea in their minds from each other's expressions.

No one would believe that Tu Wanfang had developed a fear of them.

So the other party ran away with disgust, more likely because they were bored with them?
Tu Wanfang looks like a human but not a human, and cannot be judged with common sense. It may be more accurate to compare him to a wild beast.

Doesn't any beast resent being disturbed when it needs to eat?
"Tu Wanfang is hungry?"

I don't know who was the first to express what was in his heart.

"Is Tu Wanfang hungry?..."

Soon, there were repeated questions one after another.

"Tu Wanfang is hungry."

There were many repeated questions, and the voice behind him gradually took on a certain tone.

"Stop him! Teach him not to eat a bite of meat!"

Long Duoduo was the first to make his own judgment.

"I'm afraid that if you force it so hard, it will make it even more violent."

Yu Le was slightly behind the chasing first group, and he raised his concerns loudly.

"There is no way, no way, if it drags on, not many people can beat him!"

Ghost Demon Fairy gritted her teeth and said harshly.

After that, I didn't hear anyone say anything, and I thought they all agreed with this statement.

Just when everyone reached an agreement, Mo Shang suddenly exerted force under his feet, mobilized his newly recovered internal strength and poured it into the evil-breaking knife without hesitation, and combined with the strength of his feet, he drove his body like an arrow off the string to draw a stream of light and shoot out , piercing Tu Wanfang's back three feet away with a sword like a sword!
The distance of three feet is very delicate, and Tu Wanfang's castration is extremely fast. Even if Mo Shang's imitated meteor pose can catch up with Tu Wanfang, it will be difficult to pose too much threat to him. In such a dangerous situation, it is easy for Tu Wanfang to take his life.

The best result is that Tu Wanfang stopped immediately to defend himself, and everyone rushed to him, so that Mo Shang could retreat successfully.

This is a gamble where you risk your life and your future reputation.

Normally, Mo Shang's actions would inevitably cause people to criticize, but at this critical moment, few people think about these twists and turns, and some people are willing to risk themselves to create a good opportunity, so they have no reason to miss it.

Unexpectedly, Tu Wanfang was "hard-hearted" and ignored the offensive behind him.

With a ding, the blade of the evil-breaking knife was just like an iron nail that insisted on being unable to get through the big iron block, and it turned to the side as soon as it touched Tu Wanfang's back.

It didn't hurt Tu Wanfang for half an inch, but only let his upper body lean forward a little bit, swing his hands and feet a little more, without losing his center of gravity.

Mo Shang's internal energy was exhausted, he didn't dare to follow closely, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his red eyes.

Suddenly he heard a dragon roar and followed closely.

From the upper right of Mo Shang's field of vision, one person and one sword flashed like the morning sun, and they also aimed directly at Tu Wanfang's back.

After being attacked one after another from behind, Tu Wanfang's body that had not yet stabilized was pushed forward again, and his tall body appeared to lean forward and fall over.

However, Long Duoduo was also weak in succession, and he was still one step away from stopping Tu Wanfang's leaving footsteps.

"Amitabha!"

With the sound of a Buddha's name.

The ring finger, middle finger, and thumb of Master Qing Kuo stand upright and touch each other, and the little finger and index finger are bent and clasped together, forming the Chinese character "Dou" and jumping in the air.

Like a red copper stone shining with golden light, it smashed towards Tu Wanfang's back!

boom!
Tu Wanfang finally fell forward and rolled ten times before getting up.

Instead of running forward all at once, he landed on all fours, with his upper body arched, facing Master Qing Ku who stood in folded palms and the crowd who came up, with his mouth open and howling, like a hungry beast whose head was annoyed!
Although everyone felt that Tu Wanfang's performance was different, but seeing the change from the previous posture, they were sure that the plan was feasible, so they still followed the original arrangement, whoever recovered well and was sure to fight Tu Wanfang would go out and fight on their own.

Two tall and elegant sword-holding figures, one black and one white, came out hand in hand.

Shui Rujing's sword moves contained the power of thunder, fierce and fierce.

The sword moves of Ghost Demon Fairy are like vines and ghost claws, entangled and difficult to distinguish.

At first, the two of them cooperated once, the one strong and the other soft could teach Tu Wanfang to harass him for a long time.

This time, black and white have a better tacit understanding, but they haven't gotten any better.

I saw Tu Wanfang frequently opening his mouth and swaying his brain in a biting gesture, but his bamboo pole-like body was no longer stiff and stiff as before. He was hard hit by the metal and iron, and instead began to bend and turn around in various postures to avoid The thunderous offensive of water like a mirror, took advantage of the opportunity to entangle the green silk ribbon entwined by the ghost and enchantress.

One cat waist, one monkey roll, one leopard protruding, suddenly approaching the side of the two girls!
Slender limbs suddenly stretched out, punched Shui Rujing's waist and abdomen with a fist, and slapped the ghost and enchantress on the forehead with one leg!

Two slaps knocked the two girls into the air!
Whether it was the people who were chasing after, or Shui Rujing and the ghost and enchantress who were beaten flying out like paper kites, they were all horrified. They never expected that the "hungry and dizzy" Tu Wanfang would behave like this!
After fighting Tu Wanfang for so long, everyone could see that he was fighting almost entirely by instinct, without any skills.

Only in a few times of self-protection, he showed some martial arts skills.

But after being starved for such a short while, Tu Wanfang not only has stronger instincts, his body is closer to a vigorous beast, and his attacking methods are no longer completely chaotic, but his boxing skills and agile body skills are gradually matching!

Although he was mentally prepared, Tu Wanfang's nearly double-strengthening changes still made the Zhongzhou heros feel guilty.

Right now, there is an urgent need for a strong man to stabilize everyone's determination to fight to the end!

When Tu Wanfang was chasing after Shui Rujing to launch a counterattack, Gu Xin Hun Ying rushed towards him, and his sword shot out like a series of magnificent flowing flames, clanging!
From a distance, it looked like 24 long pillars of fire were propped up against Tu Wanfang's fist, and sparks shot out!
In a short while, Gu Xinsoul was also slapped away by Tu Wanfang's palm!
The latecomers went forward and succeeded. Although no one died on the spot, they each suffered a lot of new injuries.

It wasn't until Master Qing Kuo took over the battle situation again that the situation on the field changed.

The good change is that there are no new injuries on the side of Zhongzhou Jianghu Qunhao.

The bad change is that Tu Wanfang will hold his grudge!

Originally, Tu Wanfang didn't pick opponents, he would beat whoever provoked him last.

Now Tu Wanfang can't tolerate others anymore, he just stares at chasing and beating Master Qing Kuo.

Master Qingku who has mastered the secret art of the four-character gold seal of "Proceeding", "Dou", "Qian" and "Xing" is worthy of being the number one monk in Shaolin today.

Unleashing all eighteen Shaolin martial arts, he fought Tu Wanfang inextricably.

However, the mentality of everyone in the sidelines is not the same as before.

Not only because the Buddha's light around Master Qingku has gradually dimmed under Tu Wanfang's bombardment again and again, but it is difficult for them to intervene to help.

It is also because Tu Wanfang's every move has become more methodical and more powerful!
Bang bang bang—boom!

Under Tu Wanfang's stormy fist and kick attack, Master Qingku, who was stamped with his right foot cross-legged and only touched the ground obliquely with the toe of his left foot, was kicked so that his body swayed, and he was no longer in a motionless state.

Without waiting for everyone to help, Tu Wanfang acted like a blessing in his heart, and leaned close to Master Pinggu, picked up the opponent who was rooted in the ground like an old tree, threw it into the air, broke the Linzi Jue, and then threw a fist upwards!
The master of poverty who was floating in the air flipped his palms and pressed down heavily!
A wave of violent energy rippled between the fists of the two!

Push back the few people who are about to rush back two or three feet away!
Tu Wanfang raised his head and knelt down on the ground, a huge pit with palm prints was formed around his body!

However, Master Qingku was bleeding from the mouth, and fell backwards!
Tu Wanfang, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't suffer any serious setbacks, and suddenly slapped the ground, swinging his arms like a knife, and he was about to give Master Qingku a slash in the middle!
Rao is Master Qing Ku who has Buddhist bronze skin and iron bones, even if he is hit by this blow, he will not be paralyzed.

At the very moment, two figures in black robes flew out from the crowd, one left and one right grabbed Tu Wanfang's left and right arms.

It not only blocked Tu Wanfang's offensive, but also prevented him from moving for a while.

If the two of them exerted more strength, they were about to break off the pair of arms, but Tu Wanfang took advantage of the situation and turned somersault, and it was rare to throw out another brute force to break away from the restraint of the two, and started a short fight with the two of them!

Bang bang bang!

It was another fist fight with nearly half a cup of tea.

The two men in black robes fought on equal terms with Tu Wanfang, the number of moves they used faintly resembled Shaolin Kung Fu, but many tricks were more vicious.

Not surprisingly, these two also failed to defeat Tu Wanfang.

Instead, the prototype appeared under Tu Wanfang's hands!
Shadow Buddha retreated first, and the hood of the black robe was torn off during the fight, revealing his round head with stubble.

The other black-robed man also failed to avoid Tu Wanfang's direct hit to the door.

Clap!

The mask of a smiling Maitreya Buddha was shattered and scattered.

At this time, even those who are no longer familiar with the Tusita Gang or Shadow Buddha can recognize that under the black robe is the leader of the Tusita Gang——Smiling Maitreya!
　520 did not catch up,
　　In fact, the 521 I chewed has almost the same meaning.
　　Hey, I wish all lovers get married and stay with each other for a lifetime!
　　I also wish myself an early encounter with her!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)