With a "poof", the sword stabbed into Sikong Po's lower abdomen. No matter how high Ren Sikong's martial arts are, he couldn't dodge Ji Zhentian's sword that was close at hand. A sharp pain came, Sikong was angry, and said angrily: "Go die!" With the force of his hand, he crushed Ji Zhentian's heart with one hand, and slapped out with the other hand, slamming his palm on his heavenly spirit cover, killing him in an instant.

Sikong Po's palm was withdrawn, covering the wound on his lower abdomen, and his other hand was stained with blood, dripping constantly. Turning around, he found that Fang Hu and the others cast surprised eyes, looked at the few black-clothed people left in the distance, and said quietly: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, try your best to get rid of them." ”

When all the black-clothed people are wiped out, there are only more than 20 people left on the Wutang side, which can also be described as a heavy loss. The heavy rain did not stop, washing away the blood on the ground, and the alleys after the battle were like Shura fields, with blood flowing into canals and corpses all over the ground.

"Let's go~" Sikong Po gave an order, leading the brothers of the martial arts hall to withdraw towards the entrance of the alley.

"Put down your weapons!" As soon as I came to the entrance of the alley, I saw a large number of archers surrounding the alley, with bows and arrows ready to attack. Sikong Po was shocked in his heart, and immediately saw Wu Junyi, who was dressed in civilian clothes, walking from a distance with an umbrella, and told everyone in the hall not to act rashly, waiting to answer Wu Junyi.

Everyone focused their attention on the entrance of the alley, and Xiao Yao, who was deep in the alley, took advantage of the night to walk towards the other side, and soon disappeared into the night without a trace.

"Lord Wu, what do you mean by this?" Sikong Po stared at Wu Junyi on the opposite side and asked.

"Master Sikong Hall, this official is about to ask you the same question. What do you want to do with your men here? Hehe" Wu Junyi asked rhetorically with a smile on his face. Sikong Po frowned slightly, his eyes were fixed on Wu Junyi, and he couldn't guess the other party's purpose in his heart.

Seeing Sikong Po staring at himself, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes, he didn't care at all, at this time, everything was in his hands, they were already turtles in the urn, as long as he gave an order, they all became hedgehogs! smiled at Sikong Po and said: "Master Sikong Hall, please let your people lay down their weapons, don't resist, go back to the government with this official to assist in the investigation of the case, don't hurt you and me." ”

Looking at the archers on the inner and outer three layers, Sikong Po had no choice but to order his cousins to discard the swords in their hands. Bang Bang ~ All the weapons in the martial arts hall were still on the ground, and Wu Junyi sent three people to come forward to collect all the weapons on the ground. Seeing that the three of them had collected all their weapons, Wu Junyi's eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Release the arrow!" He stepped back quickly.

The officers and soldiers received Wu Junyi's order, aimed at the people in the martial arts hall, and fired a hundred arrows at once, and immediately there were bursts of sad and miserable screams, and more than ten gangsters on the periphery were pierced by several arrows and shot into hedgehogs, their pupils exploded, and their faces were full of grievance and anger.

The incident happened suddenly, and the people on both sides were less than a foot apart, and everyone in the martial arts hall could not imagine that Wu Junyi would dare to use such despicable means and be killed by surprise. At this time, his own weapons were taken away, unarmed, and seeing the opponent's archers draw their bows and arrows again, Fang Hu and several people roared angrily, surrounded Sikong Po, and broke through together.

At this time, Xiao Yao had already detoured outside the alley, hid in the distance, climbed a big tree, and hid his body to observe the alley. The two parties tried their best to calculate, but they were killed by Wu Junyi, the old fox. There is a way to walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet. Unexpectedly, even he was calculated by this old fox in this operation, knowing that he pretended to be an official and went with them to get rid of Sikong Po, and actually used Ji Zhentian's hand to get rid of himself. If he hadn't been on guard and faked his death in the alley, he was afraid that he would succeed in his treacherous plan and get rid of all the troubles at once.

"Hmph, in that case, I'll add fuel to your fire, wouldn't it be a pity that the game ended so early, hehe." Xiao Yao hid in the tree, sneered twice, took out a pistol and aimed at the light soldiers around Sikong Po, one shot at a time, and shot five people in a row.

Everyone in the field stared at the five people lying in a pool of blood with wide eyes and fear, all of them saw such a lethal hidden weapon for the first time, and Sikong Po and several people also gathered together, looking around, not daring to move half a step lightly. The archers also gathered together, surrounded Wu Junyi in the field, and looked around vigilantly, looking for suspicious targets.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, Sikong Po moved his mind, and whispered to Fang Hu and the others: "Let's go!" With that, he slowly moved into the distance with a few people, beware of Wu Junyi's side.

Wu Junyi saw that several people were getting farther and farther away, and Fang wanted to order the arrow to be released again, but just after making a move, there were two soft sounds, and the two archers on the periphery fell to the ground in response, and the blood hole with the thickness of a finger at the center of their eyebrows was vividly visible, and everyone was like a fish in their throats, so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they didn't dare to act rashly. Wu Junyi gritted his teeth and stared at Sikong Po and the others gradually disappearing into the rain curtain, unwilling in his heart, but helpless, he had to lead the troops back to the government and plan for the future.

Leave a small team to clean up the scene and take people back home.