Chapter 144: Turning Defeat into Victory

It is said that Zeng Qingfeng was in danger on his way back to his hometown, and was chased and killed all the way by the killers sent by Jinyiwei.

Fan Dingtian sent a team of top masters headed by Han Yichang, the Four Heavenly Kings of Jinyiwei, the Seven Heroes of Dongchang, the Twelve Guards of Dongchang, and the only remaining group of Chasing Wind and Fierce God among the top eight killers.

They chased and intercepted Zeng Qingfeng and his party, forming a momentum of heaven and earth, trying to kill them.

After several battles, the four heavenly kings who eat ghosts, urchins and Mei Xian all died in Huangquan, leaving only the black deaf with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

And the two of them, Chasing Wind and the Fierce God, Chasing Wind was also injured by Yuehua's flowing water swordsmanship, and his combat effectiveness decreased.

Zeng Qingfeng's side is not much better, thunder, five blessings, iron pillars and thunderbolts, each of them are injured, plus outnumbered, it has reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted and have to retreat.

At the moment of crisis, the unexpected appearance of the white-clothed young man Fan Jian saved Xiuxiu and his group.

Then Wang Dabiao, the gang leader of Wang Dabiao, arrived in time with the disciples of the Fengyun Society, and instantly turned the tide of the battle.

I saw the two helmsmen of Feng Qingshui, Wu and Bing, as well as the brothers and sisters of the "Smiling Face Double Yin Envoy", the Taoist priest, Feng Ziyang, the handsome Xiaosheng, the sorrowful people, the iron fan boy, and the Tiger Boxing King all appeared.

A unique counterattack is about to begin.

Han Yichang, under the leadership of the Seven Heroes of Dongchang, chased all the way non-stop, trying to completely annihilate Zeng Qingfeng and his group.

In the pine moon gang needle forest, a group of crows flew by with compassion, and the withered yellow weeds around were depressed.

"Commander, look ahead".

Han Yichang "shouted", tightened the reins, and the horse stopped.

I saw Zeng Qingfeng, Yuehua, Thunderbolt, and Linghu Subai standing there calmly waiting for them.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Han Yichang's lips: "Where are you running away this time?" ”

The Seven Heroes of the East Factory, and the twelve guards of the East Factory surrounded the three of them very quickly.

Han Yichang ordered: "Don't kill anyone, don't let anyone go." ”

"Yes."

"Hahaha...... It should be us who will not let you go, and the disciples of the Fengyun Society will be ordered to avenge the former gang leader and the dead brothers of the Fengyun Society. ”

"Yes"

A group of people came out of the woods to form a trap on Han Yichang and his party, and the form suddenly reversed.

It was none other than the master of the Fengyun congregation led by Wang Dabiao.

Han Yichang looked at Wang Dabiao in surprise and shouted, "It's you?" Wang Dabiao, is it you? We fought each other a long time ago, do you remember? ”

Wang Dabiao sneered: "The revenge of killing my wife is unforgettable, you Jinyiwei actually colluded with Oriental samurai in order to eradicate dissidents, and it was only recently that I found out that it was your order to instruct your subordinates to kidnap my wife ten years ago." ”

Han Yichang sneered, didn't say anything, just glanced at the group of people in front of him with his eyes.

He was analyzing the situation, and it seemed that the outcome of today's battle was unpredictable, and they did not have an advantage according to the current situation.

Wang Dabiao drew his sword and said: "Han Yichang took his life, today I want to avenge my lost wife and brother, today is either you die or I die, don't want to escape." ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it, come on!"

Swords collided, sparks flew around......

Wang Dabiao and Yi Chongtian are from the same class, and their martial arts are not between them.

When the Jinyi guards encircled and suppressed the Fengyun Meeting, Han Yichang and Yi Chongtian had fought each other, Han Yichang was not Yi Chongtian's opponent at all, so naturally he was also not dominant in today's contest with Wang Dabiao.

No matter what powerful tricks he uses, he seems to be vulnerable in front of Wang Dabiao, and the other party can always quickly pò jiě within a few moves.

After the fifty-trick duel, Han Yichang knew that this time he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

Wang Dabiao looked at him mockingly: "Blood debt and blood repayment, it is justified, this sword is for me to avenge my dead wife and children." ”

The "Phantom Twin Swords" saw that the yin and yang swords in Wang Dabiao's hand stabbed at Han Yichang's chest on the left and right sides respectively, and when the swords arrived in front of him, they quickly merged into one, accurately stabbing the target position of the left chest.

"Ah......h

Without waiting for him to fight back, Wang Dabiao's snake shadow fist immediately attacked and hit Han Yichang's stomach, and the opponent's body was shocked dozens of meters away, and he fell under a pine and cypress tree.

"Death, this last sword I stabbed for my dead junior brother, although it was your master who killed my junior brother, but first use your life to pay tribute I think my junior brother will not mind."

Wang Dabiao's eyes changed, and with the determination to kill with one blow, he used the "Phantom Sword" against Han Yichang.

Countless swords flew straight over, as if there was a scene of ten thousand arrows in front of him, Han Yichang's eyes widened in horror, waiting for the final moment to come.

At the last moment, a figure flew in front of him.

"Always be careful." The sword pierced his body, and his body bowed unconsciously, his expression extremely painful.

Blood spurted from his chest and down the wound, and he could no longer make a sound from his mouth and fell stiffly.

"Chasing the wind, chasing the wind!" Han Yichang watched as Chaifeng, who had followed him for many years, took the fatal sword for him, and his life was whimpered.

Wang Dabiao sneered mockingly: "I can't imagine that a demon like you who kills people without blinking an eye will have heartfelt subordinates to work for you." ”

On the other side, Zeng Qingfeng pulled out the Lingxiao Sword and stood in front of the black deaf, Linghu Subai stood in front of the fierce god respectively, and Yuehua and Thunderbolt took the masters of the Fengyun Society to fight against the Seven Heroes of Dongchang and the Twelve Guards of Dongchang.

The black deaf and bloodthirsty eyes were beating with excitement, the young man in front of him was very strong, and the non-stop collision and confrontation of swords and swords made him happy, which was a kuài gǎn that he had not experienced for a long time.

"Snake Shadow Sword Technique"

"Phantom Sword"

"Baguazhang"

"Splitting the Clouds"

…………

The tide of tricks one move after another, not giving the other party a breathing space at all, and the black deaf panted to resist this unusually powerful attack wave.

The more intensive the offensive, the more it can stimulate his kuài gǎn, the black deaf enjoys absolutely every minute and every second, and at this moment he just wants to fight forever without stopping...... Don't stop......

The black deaf used what he had learned in his life, and that set of tiger roaring dragon sword method tiger tiger was powerful, and he made a deadly attack on the enemy.

"The world is spinning"

"Tai Chi Roundabout"

"Block"

In the face of the black deaf and deadly attack, Zeng Qingfeng did not dare to relax at all, the enemy in front of him was a master who even defeated Brother Thunder, he was a bloodthirsty person born for martial arts and duels, and his eyes were inexplicably excited only when he saw bright red blood.

"Snort......" Zeng Qingfeng's back was scratched.

"Sneer......" The black deaf chest also couldn't escape the attack of Ling Xiao's sword qi.

The Lingxiao Sword, which was as sharp as clay, was ten times more lethal than an ordinary sword with sword qi alone.

Zeng Qingfeng pondered the opponent's Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Knife Technique while fighting, waving the treasure knife in his hand, every ten swings will double the power of the jump, and the power of the blade will increase exponentially every twenty swings, just like the tiger dragon appears, the power is boundless.

But then the tiger roars and the dragon will fall into infinite repetition, virtual and real, strong and weak constantly alternate.

Zeng Qingfeng summed up the method of coping, when the opponent is strong, he struggles to resist, and when the opponent is weak, he gathers strength to attack.

The two fought against each other for hundreds of rounds without intermittent play, and the two sides were still in good spirits, especially the black deaf who became more and more courageous, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

The battle continued, Zeng Qingfeng frowned and secretly thought: This is not a way, you have to find a way to pò jiě him as soon as possible.

Zeng Qingfeng flew away and pulled away from the distance, mobilizing the Prajna Mind in his body to swing the "Phantom Sword" to attack the black deaf, in fact, the Phantom Sword is a false move, Zeng Qingfeng really wants to use the trick is the "Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Sword Technique" that he has just comprehended, of course, it is obtained by stealing the opponent's trick.

"Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Sword Technique" ten times, twenty times...... His Lingxiao sword actually seemed to have a fierce tiger appearing, and the flying dragon was in the sky.

Black Deaf was obviously frightened by the scene in front of him, and he actually secretly learned his stunt in a short period of time.

The black deaf face sank, and an impatient mood appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and slashed at Zeng Qingfeng.

"Bang ......" swords danced wildly, invincible everywhere they went, and no grass grows.

Zeng Qingfeng saw that there was a flaw in the black deafness, so he seized the opportunity, raised the Ling Xiao sword and cut it down mercilessly.

His left arm fell intact to the ground, and the black deaf knelt on the ground in pain.

At some point, Yuehua's flowing water sword flew straight from a distance and pierced into his body, and next to his corpse was his lonely left arm.

In addition, the brothers and sisters of the "Smiling Face Double Yin Envoy", the Easy Taoist, Feng Ziyang, the handsome Xiaosheng, the sorrowful people, the iron fan boy, and the Tiger Boxing King have successfully defeated the twelve deadpools in Dongchang.

And the battle between Linghu Subai and the fierce god also divided the winner and loser, and the fierce god fell straight down with a sword on his neck.

After killing the last enemy, the three helmsmen of Thunderbolt, Yuehua and Fengyunhui, the seven heroes of Dongchang were finally reunited under the Yellow Spring.

Han Yichang looked at the corpses under the tree lying in all directions, and a sneer came out of his throat.

"Laughing at what? Can't imagine that you have today? Wang Dabiao said sarcastically.

Han Yichang said weakly: "I am guilty of not completing the mission assigned by the master. ”

After speaking, he took out the bǐ shǒu hidden in his waist and wiped it around his neck.

A remote mountain villa in Yuncheng

Fan Dingtian's eyelids jumped, and the teacup he drank fell to the ground, and a bad premonition arose.

"What's going on? This time, I sent Han Yichang to personally lead the team, plus the four heavenly kings, the fierce god, chasing the wind, the seven heroes of Dongchang and the twelve deadpools, there is no reason why such a strong lineup should not succeed. ”

"Chief Envoy, there is a spy who has come to report that the mission of Chief Envoy Han has been killed, along with the Four Heavenly Kings and others who were sent out."

"What?" Fan Dingtian was stunned and sat down on the stool: "How can this be?" How so? ”

Enraged, he smashed the wooden table with one palm, and the crisp cracking sound of the teacup falling to the ground.

Fan Dingtian dragged his head weakly and waved his hand: "Go down!" ”

In just a few seconds, he seemed to have suddenly aged by more than ten years, and tears of sadness flowed down: "Han ...... My good apprentice......"

This pair of master and apprentice, who are like father and son, finally parted from life and death at this moment.

"I will never let you go, Master Yichang swears here that I will avenge you."