Beacon Fire Connecting the Central Plains Chapter 110: The Twelve Hours (Part 3)

Central Plains Wuzhen Waiguan Road

Yun Musheng's mood at this time can be said to have fallen to the bottom, this eleventh card is the place he has the most expectations, with the large amount of hot oil delivered from Wuzhen, maybe it is not only to stop the footsteps of this line of bandits.

If it goes well, maybe we can solve this gang of bandits here, and there is no need for that adult at all, but now the house leak happened to rain overnight.

The gang of thieves in front of him saw that there were oil drums around them, and if they touched a little spark, they would have to be burned into black charcoal, and they were so frightened that they retreated.

The bearded man in the lead is not as timid as these little brothers, and besides, he has only poured oil and water for so long without catching fire, so there must be something wrong.

"Here comes the knife!"

The two people came out of the crowd behind, and together they carried the huge horse chopping knife into their hands, only to see the bearded man take a deep breath, pick up the huge object in his hand and draw a circle violently, a sharp knife qi slashed towards the surroundings, and in an instant the trees were stopped and cut off, and even the pavilion where Qiu Yu was located collapsed.

Qiu Yuluo hurriedly picked up Xiao Yaluo and jumped back when the spire of the pavilion fell, and the surrounding trees, at the end of the trees, the bare trunks could no longer hide the traces of Yun Musheng and his party, and they were completely exposed to a group of bandits.

"Okay, since it has been exposed, it will definitely not be delayed tomorrow when the rooster crows, we have done our best to this Wuzhen, and we are really going to kill them, we can't stop it, let's go."

Ma Qingfeng put away the knife and dagger on his waist, and was about to leave with a cool breeze blowing on the side.

Yun Musheng still stayed in place and refused to move.

"Hey, what a little brother, the Bodhisattva's heart is broken, the most afraid of this walking in the rivers and lakes is this living Bodhisattva, not to mention the son, it will kill others together."

"It's not my bodhisattva mind." Yun Musheng glanced at each other with Qiu Weiwei, who waved his sleeves not far away, and understood each other.

"It's just that the husband has a beginning and an end, and this is not a dead end, if you don't fight again, how do you know what the result will be?"

After saying that, Yun Musheng immediately waved his hand and shouted to everyone in the forest: "Throw out all the remaining oil barrels!" ”

For a while, a group of Wuzhen men used all their strength to throw the remaining wooden barrels filled with hot oil into the group of bandits.

The bearded man didn't seem to have a trace of stage fright, and the horizontal knife stood in front of the formation, as if he was going to use the knife skill again, and knocked all the flying oil drums away.

But how could Yun Musheng give him such a chance, as the thrown oil barrel drew his sword and flew forward, with a move of the fast snow sword eighth style Merry Cloud, he exhaled a powerful hurricane, and before the bearded man could slash the knife, he forcibly smashed a group of oil barrels, and with the strong wind, the oil and water spilled out fell on the bodies of many people like heavy rain.

Immediately, he jumped backwards and jumped in front of Qiu Yu, but a thunderbolt flew out of Qiu Yu's sleeve, passed by Yun Musheng who had withdrawn, and flew towards a group of thieves.

The thunder fire the size of a projectile was as shocking as a giant tripod in the bearded man's eyes, and he hurriedly swung his knife to slash at it, but he successfully slashed it, but the thunder fire did not hear the sound, and the bearded man's hanging heart was half lowered.

The blade slashed across the body of the projectile of thunder and fire, in which the gunpowder leaked out and rubbed against the blade, and suddenly a trace of sparks fanned, as if the gunpowder was rubbing against the blade.

A spark fell on the face of a thief like this, and the man's cheeks suddenly burst into flames, and the whole head was on fire, and the flames spread along the hot oil on his body, and in an instant, all the thieves and bandits on the official road in front of him were on fire, and the flames were overflowing, which was daunting.

The bearded man was no exception, and the frenzied fire was like a man-eating demon, frantically gnawing at every inch of his skin, and let out a heart-rending scream like the bandits behind him.

"When I came, the road was smooth, and I didn't see a person or a card, it seems that this is not your halftime, but your entire performance?" Qiu Zhuo looked at the sea of fire in front of him and said to Yun Musheng.

Yun Musheng stretched out happily and said easily: "It seems that nothing can escape the eyes of Lord Yuegong, yes, it is simply a fantasy to stop them for nearly twelve hours at a distance of more than twenty miles. ”

After that, he put the snow cold sword in his hand into the scabbard and turned around and walked back, but he didn't notice that a figure stood trembling in the fire, and it also used internal force to resist the wind into his palm...

The slope of the mountain outside Wuzhen in the Central Plains

A scimitar slashed like lightning, and several people on the side of the mountain were killed in an instant.

"How long will it take to get over here?"

"It's going to be an hour."

"So long! Damn, this mountain road is so fucking hard to walk! ”

On the hillside outside Wuzhen, a group of men dressed in coarse cloth and with scruffy faces are crawling slowly along the hillside with three pronged nails in their hands.

Although these hills are not high, if they fall, they will definitely die, and it is obvious that this group of rough men all have extraordinary skills.

The one in the lead, a one-eyed, hook-like nose full of granular black mud, while climbing the slope, he panted a little and said to the person next to him: "Alas, I don't know what happened to the second child, why do we have to go around this mountain road in a big circle, and just drive a horse to rush over the official road?" ”

The person next to him is the third, compared to this leader, his appearance is slightly more delicate, although he has a beard, he does have a neat mustache, and a pair of thief eyes flash back and forth from time to time.

"Big brother's words are wrong, the trees around the official road are thick, if someone has the heart to stop it, then this bright and sparkling avenue is the most obvious live target, among us, the second brother's martial arts can be regarded as the best, let him be the pioneer of this official road is the most suitable, let's sneak in from this mountain road, we will be able to call the surname Wan, taste the taste of the destruction of cherished things!"

"Hehe, from childhood to adulthood, a few of our brothers are your most monkey spirits, the surname Wan killed Lao Tzu and his brothers, and blinded Lao Tzu in one eye, now I will let the whole Wuzhen under his hand to Lao Tzu to be buried with him!"

The third child is not as full as this one-eyed boss, and he is still full of sorrow.

"How's it, third brother, is it because of the compassion in his heart that he can't bear to kill the people of Wuzhen?"

"It's not true, it's just that I heard that the forest around Wuzhen seems to be some evil sect, and before we occupied the prison pass, it seems that no one has ever dared to enter the jungle under this mountain."

"Hahahaha, third brother, when did you become so girly and trustworthy with such."

The one-eyed didn't care, and after saying that, he continued to lead a group of bandits and moved towards Wuzhen, which could already be seen in front of him.

Central Plains Wuzhen Waiguan Road

The man in the fire had a strong wind in his palm, as if the cyclone was sucking in the sand around him.

"Gale Palm, Sucking Palm!"

Yun Musheng had just taken two steps forward but then took a step back, vaguely feeling that something behind him was sucking him back.

But as soon as he turned his head, the suction instantly became extremely powerful, and before he could stand firmly, Yun Musheng lifted his feet off the ground and was sucked into the sea of fire by the beard that still had a breath.

Looking carefully at the beard, it is worthy of being a person with some strength, the hot oil like raindrops just now seems to have been bounced away by his internal force, and the body was not drenched with hot oil, but it was affected by the spread of some unexpected flames.

Just as Yun Musheng was about to be swallowed by the monstrous flames, an extremely fast red figure flashed between the bearded man and the sucked Yun Musheng with a flick of his fingers.

One palm stopped the flying Yun Musheng, and the other palm, the palm of the palm towards the flame behind the beard, the five fingers slowly grabbed in the air, as if controlling the fire.

Suddenly, the flame seemed to have a real aura, and wherever the bearded man fled, the flame followed him until there was no way to escape.

The flames gradually tightened towards the beard, like a hurricane surrounded by fire, and the beard used his strength to eat, desperately blocking it with internal force, but the gap in internal force was too large.

Before being completely engulfed by the fire, the last thing he saw was a pair of eyes with flowers on the other side, as huge as the sun.

The fire dispersed, the ground of this official road was burned black, and the thieves who were still alive and well had become a pile of black charcoal on the ground at this time, Ma Qingfeng went to probe the bearded sniff for insurance, who knew that as soon as he touched the bridge of his nose, the whole face, the whole head, all turned into a pile of charcoal powder and collapsed.

Qiu Weiwei fell to the ground weakly, Yun Musheng hurriedly helped her up, seeing that she was still awake, as if she was just over-consumed and a little out of force, the pattern on the other side of her eyes gradually faded, and she returned to her original brown eyes, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, the second master of this prison is finally removed!"

Several men from Wuzhen on the side jumped happily. After listening to this, Ma Qingfeng paused for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Second master? How many masters are there in this prison? ”

"Three, no one in Wuzhen knows, there are three tigers in the prison, the boss is the strongest, a pair of three-pronged nails kill people without blinking, but a few years ago, he was blinded by Lord Wan in one eye, the boss is just a beard, although the third is mediocre in martial arts, he has a fox brain, and he gives ideas to those two big brothers."

Ma Qingfeng gradually became nervous, he seemed to remember something, to say that the road from the prison to Wuzhen is not only the official road, but also from the forest, but it is said that there is evil in this forest, and ordinary people dare not enter it.

However, there is another road, that is the mountain road in the distance, although the mountain wall is steep and has to go around a big circle, but it is indeed a desirable road to avoid the eyeline of the official road, Ma Qingfeng looked at the hillside in the distance, stunned.

"What's wrong?" Yun Musheng asked.

"Little brother, the few we arranged to guard the hillside before seem to have not seen a signal for a long time."