Dark clouds shrouded, the sky became more and more gloomy, and the Kaifeng City in the middle of the night was like an old man in his twilight years, bent his back and out of breath.

I don't know if it was caused by the sweltering heat before the wind and rain, or by the influence of a trace of scorching heat in the distance, the temperature around Wangjing Tower is gradually rising. Chu Xiang wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, took off his long shirt, and kept fanning the wind with his left hand, but it was difficult to fan away the boredom in his heart, and the whole person became a lot more restless.

He looked at his companions across the street, the man didn't move like a statue, but there was a coughing sound that was extremely suppressed for a long time, which proved the existence of the man, and also made Chu Xiang's heart settle down a little, and the boredom was reduced a little.

As drops of sweat rolled down, the insects and birds on the street corners and alleys gradually became clear, and the whole world became much quieter at this moment. Just when Chu Xiang was immersed in it and his heart was about to gain peace, there was a sudden noise of horses' hooves and shouts in the distance, as if it had come suddenly, as if a demon soldier had descended from the sky!

Here it comes!

His fists were clenched, his palms were full of sweat, although he was very nervous, but he was unconsciously excited, and the whole person was like a fierce cheetah ready to attack, slowly crouching in place. When he inadvertently looked at the man opposite, he found that he was still unhurried, and nothing seemed to make him feel a wave in his heart.

He is worthy of being the master of a religion!

Chu Xiang just sighed in his heart, the sound of horses' hooves and chaotic footsteps was getting closer and closer, so close that he could clearly hear the unbearable scolding of this group of people, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and dared to take the opportunity to attack Wangjing Tower and the like. According to this, it can be judged that this group of people is not friend or foe, which also makes Chu Xiang can't help but worry, can Cui Yao do it, can he borrow the people of the Yellow River Gang?

But the current situation is critical, and he can't afford to worry about Cui Yao anymore, just when the healthy horses are about to gallop through the defense line between him and the man opposite, the man has already made a move! I saw that his right wrist was suddenly lifted upward, and there was an inexplicable thick rope in his hand, Chu Xiang hurriedly raised his hand at the same time, and a tripping rope intercepted him! The vision of the night was blurred, and despite the firelight, the four or five healthy horses in the first row were still hindered, and the huge impact not only made the horses in the front row fall together, but also made Chu Xiang's hands strangled by the rope and made him almost get rid of his hands!

The enemy didn't expect that in the Kansai Gang's territory, Dongjie Avenue, there would be such a means on the battlefield! They followed very tightly in front and back, and couldn't pull the galloping mounts at all, although there were reminders from the people who fell off the horse in front, but they still rushed to the only obstacle one after another, and they all rolled off their horses, and for a time the sound of horses and wails resounded through the streets, startling several people to light up candles, and pushing the window to see that it was this group of ruffian bullies, and hurriedly closed the window and turned off the lights and hid in the corner of the wall shivering.

Several times the horses hit the rope, which had already caused Chu Xiang's wrists to be bruised, and his hands were unconscious. He put his long sword on the ground, struggled to support, sweating profusely, and regretted very much that he had not exchanged tasks with Cui Yao before, it was obvious that he was good at negotiating with people, and Cui Zuo made people tall and tall to be suitable for doing this kind of heavy work......

Set up the tripping rope opposite the man Yan Yunfei proposed, if the enemy hears that the leader is besieged, he will definitely support at full speed, and there will definitely be a fast horse passing by, only the strength of the two people is really difficult to resist, but there is a tripping horse to block, it will definitely be able to stop the momentum of its cavalry! In terms of foot warfare, the street is only more than two zhang wide, and blocking the street entrance with the momentum of a husband will definitely win time for Xun Mengqi's rescue operation and Cui Yao's request for help, great goodness!

Therefore, Chu Xiang borrowed a rope to lurk at both ends of it, waiting for the enemy's fast horse to attack.

However, only one rope could only intercept three or five rows of cavalry, and the group of people who fell to the ground also found Chu Xiang and the two people hiding in the alleys on both sides, which made Chu Xiang breathe a sigh of relief, threw off the rope, and walked out of the streets and alleys with long swords.

"Who are you, you dare to stop me from the six gangs of heroes in the Central Plains!" The leader gathered his men together, sat on the horse's back, and asked proudly. This person is obviously a smart person, he realized that with the strength of the two of them alone to set up a tripwire to stop the huge impact of hundreds of catties, his strength must be extraordinary, I am afraid that he is a master of the same level as the gang leader, so he reported his own name, and there is a sense of persuasion.

But how could Chu Xiang and the others retreat? One is the right envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and the other is the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, to put it mildly, the small Central Plains Six Gangs, even if it is the government and the imperial court, they dared to compete with it five hundred years ago, and a group of ruffians and bullies, homeless bandits are even more disdainful, not to mention that this is to block the reinforcements of the Six Great Gangs, even if they come several times the number of troops, it is impossible to take a step back!

Chu Xiang glanced at Yan Yunfei and found that there was only a shallow strangulation mark on his wrist, and there was a long sword with a black body in his left hand at some point, and his face was still extremely sallow, but he was inexplicably more calm and calm.

Seeing that Chu Xiang and the others didn't speak, the leader of the other party gritted his teeth and beckoned, and shouted: "Give it to me, a few helpers are still waiting for us!" ”

Thinking that his boss was still trapped in Wangjing Tower, this group of bandits and bullies screamed and rushed towards Chu Xiang and the others, Chu Xiang moved his wrist that was still a little numb, the long sword stood horizontally on his chest, his upper body leaned forward in a starting posture, and his feet kicked like an arrow off the string to kill the crowd, only one sword turned horizontally, and the tendons of several people in front of him were all broken, it was his Chu family's family swordsmanship - "Eighteen Swords"!

This swordsmanship sword move is particularly ruthless, does not want human life, arbitrarily judges people's hands and feet, and is the most perfect and successful model of "Eighteen Falls of Clothes" for weapons. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people had fallen in front of Chu Xiang, each holding their wrists and wailing and screaming, but this did not stop more enemies from rushing forward regardless of life or death, Chu Xiang saw that the enemy was strong, so he could only retreat while fighting, leaving behind six gangs of people who cut their hands and tendons one by one on the road.

On the other side, Yan Yunfei did not strike first, he was like a remnant leaf in the autumn wind, quietly waiting for the wind to attack, and the enemy did not give him a chance to attack, he quickly surrounded him, and slashed at his slightly thin sick body with a knife.

Seeing that he was about to die under the chaotic knife, Yan Yunfei finally moved! His left index finger stood in front of him, his four fingers were bent like a fairy chanting spell, the black sword seemed to have really been guided by the immortal decree, and he played a sword dance in the air, and after a circle of dance, more than a dozen people close to him suddenly screamed several times like ghosts, and then they all fell to the ground foaming at the mouth!

He still maintained the gesture of chanting mantras, and the breeze blew the long sleeves of the hexagram robe, and there was a hint of fairy wind and bones out of thin air, which made the enemy feel frightened, and unconsciously retreated, keeping a certain safe distance, and no one dared to provoke this Taoist who could chant mantras, for fear that one of them would be unhappy and invite the ghost to come up and die tragically on the street.

Naturally, there was that alert and rational person in this group, and after the fear gradually faded, he examined the corpses that had fallen to the ground, and found that the dead brothers were all black and had blue lips, obviously poisoned and died, and had nothing to do with the ghost of the Raushzi!

This fake Taoist priest is actually scaring people!

"Brothers, don't be afraid, this demon path is not a ghost spell, but the blade of the sword is poisonous, everyone just need to be careful not to touch it!"

Someone told the truth to everyone, although they were no longer afraid, but this demon road was obviously not easy to follow, and more than a dozen people were poisoned and died with just one move, so wouldn't it be death to rush up?

No one dared to step forward anymore, they were afraid of ghosts and poison, Yan Yunfei was debunked, and he no longer pretended to be a Taoist, his left hand was behind his back, and he held a sword in his right hand and quietly looked at the other party's leader, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The leader saw that everyone under his command was stagnant, and he also knew that the other party's strength was superior, and it would be difficult to defeat for a while, so he immediately ordered: "The brothers in front of me will resist me, and the other brothers will go around other roads, no matter how powerful the two of them are, they can still stop me from thousands of troops!" ”

When the six gangs heard this, they immediately scattered and separated, walking into the streets and alleys to make a detour. Seeing this situation, Chu Xiang was anxious, and a sword pierced through the enemy's shoulder blades, stirring slightly, the person's bones seemed to be misplaced, sinking deep into his chest, and he fled with his arms in a scream. Chu Xiang shouted at Yan Yunfei: "Sect Master Yan, if the enemy doesn't fight with the two of us, how can this be good!" ”

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Yan Yunfei coughed violently a few times, frowned, and said, "I know, don't panic!" With that, he took out a piccolo from his bosom and blew it in front of his enemies. Chu Xiang was puzzled in his heart, and just wanted to ask Yan Yunfei what kind of means this is? But listening to its long and melodious melody, it is refreshing, and the enemy gradually puts down the weapons in his hands, as if intoxicated by the sound of the heavenly flute!

With the erosion of the flute, a group of people felt a little less about the battle in their hearts, but at this moment, the style of the song suddenly changed, and it became extremely weird, as sharp and piercing as a ghost crying wolf.

The crowd couldn't stand the strange harsh tune, and they all had the idea of leaving this place. However, it was a little late to leave at this time, only to listen to the sound of poisonous insects crawling through the corners and alleys, and after a while, all kinds of colorful poisons crawled to everyone's side, surrounding everyone, even the people who had escaped by detour were not spared, everyone saw that all kinds of poisons densely surrounded them, and one by one they shivered goosebumps, and they didn't dare to take another rash step!

My good boy! He is worthy of being the leader of the Five Poisons Sect!

Chu Xiang secretly praised in his heart, at this time, Yan Yunfei also issued an attack order to the poisonous insects, and one by one the poisonous snakes spit scarlet snake hyacinths and pounced on the six major gangs, and the toads, centipedes, spiders, scorpions, etc., even swarmed up, frightening the six major gangs to retreat in a hurry, and one by one retracted back to Dongjie Avenue, forming a circle to fight against the poisonous insects!

Although human beings are naturally afraid of poisonous insects, after the initial panic, they can also calm down and fight against poisonous insects at this time, poisonous insects have no wisdom after all, let alone moves, but instinctive attacks cannot pose a threat to the six gangs. The leader commanded in an orderly manner, unified attack and defense, one by one poisonous snakes were cut into pulp, the encirclement of poisonous insects was gradually torn open a gap, and some people had already rushed out of the encirclement and disappeared in the depths of the streets and alleys, and rushed to Wangjing Tower to rescue their helper.

Chu Xiang saw that there were more and more people fleeing, and he had the heart to step forward to block the gap, but he was also very afraid of poisonous insects, and there were countless enemies blocking the intersection in front of him, and it was an impossible task to completely kill them!

"Sect Leader Yan, summon it again!" Chu Xiang shouted as he fought with the enemy.

Hearing this, Yan Yunfei frowned and said: "There are too few poisonous insects in Kaifeng City, a drop in the bucket is useless, not to mention that they are no longer afraid in their hearts, so there will be no threat, poisonous insects are not human after all!" ”

"Damn!" Chu Xiang saw that the other party was leading the man sitting on horseback, and his smug expression made him very unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it. At this time, more poisonous insects fell, only in exchange for dozens of enemy lives, and more people had already scattered away, one after another hidden in the darkness of the streets and alleys, and ran in the direction of Wangjing Tower.

Chu Xiang was extremely anxious in his heart, and his sword moves became more and more chaotic, and he almost lost his life to his opponent a few times. After all, his two fists are invincible to his four hands, and just facing this group of enemies is enough for him to drink a pot.

Chu Xiang glanced at Yan Yunfei, who was wantonly slashing and slashing in the enemy formation, and said in his heart: "It is already very face-saving for him to be able to do this, how can the matter of the Divine Sect put his allies in danger?" That's it, even if you don't risk your life today, you will definitely stop the enemy to support Wangjing Tower! Thinking so, he threw his sword into the crowd and went straight to the leader, but the obstacles made him tired, and instead of killing the leader of the enemy, he let himself be surrounded by a heavy surroundment, and gradually his strength was exhausted, and he was stabbed three times in the body, and he was about to die under the sword.

Just when Chu Xiang was about to despair, a fierce fighting roar suddenly came from the front, which made him instantly lift his spirits, and he laughed and killed the enemy leader!

"Brothers, kill them all!"

"Tianhe Gang all the brothers, rush a bloody road for me and join the brothers in front!"

"Hahaha...... My ghost king is also here to join in the fun! ”

"Old enemy, don't rob my head!"

"The Yellow River Gang Zhang Shuilong is here, tonight, it is the death date of your six gangs!"

(End of chapter)