Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 35 [035] Feng Tang ate behind closed doors
"Grandson obeys!"

Liu Fang clapped her hands in response, and hurriedly climbed up to the watchtower in the corner of the courtyard wall. From the watchtower above the wall, one could see the situation outside the wall.

When he saw Feng Tang standing at the door, his heart trembled.

Oops!

Why is Old General Feng here?
Although Shenwu General Feng Tang is not the Duke of the State, he is very old in the army and has a high prestige. It can be said that he has a high position and weight. His current real power status is no longer below the Duke of the State.

Even if the prince saw him, he had to be polite.

His grandfather Liu Biao had a close relationship with him, but it was not to the point of life and death.

How did he come at this time?
Liu Fang had no time to think about it, she hurriedly climbed down from the watchtower, ran to Liu Biao, and reported:
"My lord, the situation is not good. The person knocking on the door is General Feng Tang!"

Liu Biao frowned, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly:
"This old guy, why did you come to the door at this time?"

Liu Fang asked softly:

"This old general Feng is a family friend with the Jia family, so he didn't come to rescue Jia Chen, did he?"

Liu Biao snorted coldly and said:

"I'm afraid that the person who comes is not kind, and the person who is kind will not come. No matter what his intention is, don't open the door for him. It's not too late to open the door after killing Jia Chen."

"Yes!"

Liu Fang looked at Jia Chen with a grinning grin. When she molested You Shi and Second Sister You just now, she was taught a good lesson by this kid, which can be said to be embarrassing.Now, this kid threw himself into a trap, and it was just the right time for him to take revenge.

However, the more he watched, the more frightened he became. Why did Jia Chen fight against the Eighteen Arhats alone without losing the slightest bit?

At this time, Jia Chen was holding the three-pointed double-edged saber in both hands, but he was using the Wudang Seven-Star Sword Technique.

If it weren't for the inappropriate weapon in his hand, he would have defeated the Eighteen Arhats long ago.

Even so, he can still firmly block the opponent's joint attack.

"clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang clang clang!",

Hearing the sound of weapons colliding in the courtyard getting more and more intense, Feng Tang knocked on the door harder.

"Mr. Li, open the door quickly. I am Feng Tang, General Shenwu. I need to see you!"

Feng Tang shouted loudly, but no one responded.

Jia Chen also heard his shout, and was immediately puzzled, wondering why this old general happened to come to visit Duke Li at this juncture?

Is it a coincidence?
Or did he come to save himself?
Jia Chen's heart warmed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. If he really came to save him, then he didn't need to worry, he was enough to deal with these monks.

"Why is this kid so powerful?" A foreign monk exclaimed in shock.

"We have traveled across the north and south for many years, and we have rarely met opponents, but we never thought that today we would have an inseparable fight with a half-big boy!" Another fan monk said with emotion.

"Strange, this kid doesn't seem to know how to use a three-pointed double-edged sword. His moves seem to be swordsmanship?"

"Come on, there's something wrong with this kid, why can't he use up all his strength?" A round-faced monk reminded him out of breath.

They found that they couldn't take Jia Chen down in a hurry, so they wanted to use up his strength, but they didn't expect that Jia Chen's strength was continuous and as strong as a cow.

"Quickly set up the Eighteen Arhat Formation!"

After a foreign monk shouted violently, the eighteen foreign monks retreated five or six steps away in unison, forming a big circle, surrounding Jia Chen in the center of the Gai.

Holding a three-pointed double-edged knife, Jia Chen squatted down in a lunge, looked around, and was ready to see the tricks.

Nine of them rushed towards Jia Chen, piercing the crescent shovels at his upper, middle and lower sides respectively.

If it was hit, it would definitely be cut into pieces.

Jia Chen raised his right foot, stomped on the ground, and jumped up like a green onion.

The nine water-milled Zen sticks all pierced through.

When Jia Chen fell, he tapped lightly on the two Zen sticks stretched out horizontally, used his strength to do a side somersault, and jumped out of the encirclement of nine people.

Immediately afterwards, he swung horizontally, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife drew a fan-shaped cold light.

"what!"

There was a bloody gash on the back of a foreign monk, the bone was visible deep, and the blood gushed like a spring.

He clutched his lower back, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The knife just now cut off one of his vertebrae, paralyzed his lower limbs and could no longer move.

"Not good, he abolished one of us, there is a gap in the formation of eighteen arhats!" a foreign monk exclaimed.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Jia Chen replaced the sword with a sword and used the sixteenth move of the Wudang Seven Star Sword - Yacha Exploring the Sea.

"Pfft!"

The three-pointed two-edged knife pierced through the shoulder of a monk.

"what--"

The fan monk let out a scream, and the water-milled Zen stick in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang clang".

Liu Biao exclaimed in surprise:
"Why is this kid so strong? He even injured two esoteric masters?"

Liu Fang tremblingly said: "The water-milled Zen sticks of these Tantric masters all weigh fifty-eight catties. If you pick them up casually, they are capable of defeating hundreds of people. How can they not beat a thirteen-year-old boy?"

Liu Biao sighed:
"The three-pointed double-edged knife in Jia Chen's hand weighs seventy-eight catties, and the weight of a single-wheel weapon is still more than that of a water-milled Zen staff.

But it stands to reason that no matter how strong he is, after fighting for so long, his strength should be exhausted. How could he persist until now?He can also kill two tantric masters in one go! "

Liu Fang sucked her teeth, and muttered frightenedly:

"This kid is simply a monster. Could it be that the esoteric masters will lose in the end?"

"Oh!"

What responded to him was the scream of another fan monk.

Blood gushed out from his thigh, and he fell to the ground crookedly, clutching the bleeding wound, crying heart-rendingly.

After less than half a cup of tea, the fan monks were all injured and lost their ability to move. They fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Jia Chen shook off the blood stained on the three-pointed and double-edged knife, and approached Liu Biao and Liu Fang step by step.

"Quick! Stop him!" Liu Biao pulled Liu Fang and stepped back.

The four guards behind them pulled out their sabers in unison and rushed towards Jia Chen.

The martial arts of these four people are not inferior to those of the monks, but after only a dozen rounds of fighting, they were all injured by Jia Chen and fell to the ground, unable to fight any more.

Seeing this scene, Liu Fang was scared to pee.

Liu Biao had fought the enemy before, and he could barely keep his mind still, but his old face was pale, and his face and lips trembled together, unable to conceal the horror of dying.

He is over eighty years old, he can't lift a knife anymore, he is not Jia Chen's opponent at all.

"Quickly open the door, let Old General Feng in, and ask him to intercede!"

Liu Biao yelled in despair.

A servant hurried over, lifted the latch, and opened the door.

Feng Tang ran in angrily, complaining:

"Mr. Li, what do you mean? You deliberately left me outside the door. You want to kill people behind closed doors, right?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he gasped.

He came to rescue Jia Chen, but he didn't expect that there were more than [-] people lying on the ground.

And Jia Chen was standing proudly, holding a blood-stained three-pointed double-edged knife, standing in front of the trembling Liu Biao and Liu Fang.

(End of this chapter)