Chapter Twenty-Four: The Battle of Camel Mountain
Zhao Kuangyin's right arm was sore, his heart was shocked, and he looked up, only to see three black shadows jumping forward, standing on a huge mountain rock in the wind.
"Who is fighting here late at night?" said an old man in a Taoist robe, holding a dustwhisk in his hand, with long hair and flowing chests.
Zhao Kuangyin fixed his eyes and saw that the three of them all recognized that in the early years, when the various sects in Wudang Mountain competed for the position of alliance leader, he had been with his master and had seen these people. Zhang Daochang of the Wudang faction, Jingyuan monk of the Emei faction, and Yiyun Shitai of Lotus Mountain hesitated a little at the moment.
The camel Lao Sanyi got up from the ground, covered the wound on his right arm, and shouted like a savior: "Dao Chief, come and save me, kill this martial arts scum Zhao Kuangyin!"
Zhao Kuangyin angrily slashed at him, and the third camel hurriedly hid behind the three of them.
Zhang Daochang took a closer look, and sure enough, it was Zhao Kuangyin, and shouted loudly: "Stop! Zhao Kuangyin, aren't your sins enough? How dare you spread wild in front of everyone!"
Zhao Kuangyin was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put away his sword, raised his hand with some anger, and said, "Zhang Daochang! I don't know where to start with this?"
Master Yiyun shouted too loudly: "Zhao Kuangyin, what do you use to prove your innocence?"
"He killed two of my apprentices just now!" the third camel interjected.
"Iniquity, sin! Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Zhao Kuangyin, you are guilty of a lot of sin, and you should turn back as soon as possible. Monk Jingyuan's mouth was full of words.
"Pedantic! A monk is good or bad. The camel third who is hiding behind you is secretly doing all the murder and stealing goods, don't you know anything about it?!" Zhao Kuangyin said indignantly.
"Okay, don't talk to him, take him back, and then make a decision. Master Yiyun said impatiently.
Zhang Dao said: "We have to rush to Shaolin Temple on this trip, and I am afraid it will be a trouble to take him with us." ”
"Then it will be him, so as not to be a burden!" the camel old Sanyin interjected with a smile.
Zhang Daochang twisted his beard and pondered.
Zhao Kuangyin really didn't want to talk to these people anymore, so he hugged his fists: "Everyone, I still have something to do, so I will leave." ”
"Stop!" Master Yiyun jumped out like a whirlwind, blocking his way, "The matter has not yet been resolved, how can I come and go? Today I want to seek justice for the women of the world!"
As Master Yiyun spoke, the sword was already hanging in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Zhao Kuangyin.
Zhao Kuangyin was stunned for a moment, "Why is Mrs. Shi aggressive? You are also highly respected in the rivers and lakes, I don't want to hurt you, please respect yourself and get out of the way!"
Yiyun Shitai's willow eyebrows were upside down, his apricot eyes were wide open, and he said, "Zhao Kuangyin, do you think you can escape under my sword?!"
Yiyun Shitai is also a martial arts master, but he is old and rarely appears on the rivers and lakes in recent years. But seeing the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, new people came out one after another, gradually drowning them out of the old heroes, and I was already a little unhappy in my heart. Today, I happened to borrow the mechanism to stop Zhao Kuangyin, and it also made the people in the martial arts not to covet them.
Zhao Kuangyin's face showed a trace of helplessness.
At this time, Master Yiyun had already used the Lotus Thirty-Nine Sword moves and attacked forward.
Zhao Kuangyin dodged for a while, causing Yiyun Shitai's sword to fail.
"Zhao Kuangyin, why don't you fight back?" Yiyun Master Taiji's ruthless swordsmanship was easily dodged by Zhao Kuangyin, this old face was a little unbearable, and asked angrily, followed by another storm of bullying.
"Mrs. Shi, don't push people too much!" Zhao Kuangyin said angrily while dodging.
Zhao Kuangyin didn't want to fight against her at first, which would only make the misunderstanding bigger and bigger, but now it seems that if she doesn't teach her a lesson, it will be difficult for her to get out.
Thinking of this, he immediately shouted: "Master! ”
The sword in his hand has gone out to sea like a dragon, "swishing", forcing Yiyun Shitai to retreat.
Yiyun Shitai's sword collided with Zhao Kuangyin's sword "Ding Dong", and in an instant, his right arm was sore, his face was covered with red clouds, and his mouth was panting.
Monk Jingyuan, who was standing on the side, had already seen some eyebrows at this time, and it was difficult to restrain Zhao Kuangyin with the strength of Master Yiyun alone. He and Zhao Kuangyin are both descendants of the younger generations, and they have long been troubled by Zhao Kuangyin's growing reputation in the rivers and lakes. Why not take advantage of today's great opportunity to make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes.
Thinking of this, his body burst out, and the person had jumped into the air, and with a move of "Yaksha Exploring the Sea", the meteor hammer in his hand had already hit Zhao Kuangyin head-on.
Zhang Daochang was about to stop drinking, and it was too late. He always felt that winning more and less was not a decent martial arts act. But Master Yiyun is indeed not Zhao Kuangyin's opponent, and he is in a dilemma for a while.
Now the third camel on the side of the Coke was broken, he had long forgotten the pain of the wound on his right arm, shook his goatee, and gloated and shouted: "Kill him, kill him!"
Zhang Daochang glanced at him, he hurriedly closed his mouth and returned to normal.
Zhao Kuangyin forced back Master Yiyun, and the sword momentum slowed down a little. He had no intention of hurting Master Yiyun, he waited for Daochang Zhang and Monk Jingyuan to come out and administer justice.
But Master Yiyun didn't understand what Zhao Kuangyin meant, but thought that Zhao Kuangyin's fierce offensive had been defused by himself, and he began to advance inch by inch, pressing step by step, using all his strength, and the sword fell on Zhao Kuangyin's body like raindrops.
Zhao Kuangyin had to condense his breath to refresh himself, and his sword qi was like a rainbow, protecting his body.
At this moment, when I heard the wind in my ears, I knew that someone was sneaking attack, and it was too late to turn back, so I backhanded a "Su Qin back sword", only to hear a crisp sound of "oooh", and the coming object was knocked away by the sword.
Followed by a style of "clearing the clouds and seeing the sun", he forced Master Yiyun out of the zhangtai, turned around and glared at Monk Jingyuan, and said: "I can't imagine that a decent family can use such a despicable method!"
Monk Jingyuan's face turned red, and then his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "Zhao Kuangyin! For people like you, what kind of morality do you need to talk about?" ”
As he spoke, the meteor hammer in his hand "swished" and flew over with a strong wind.
The meteor hammer of the monk Jingyuan makes it exquisite, up and down, left and right, retracting and releasing freely, which is unpredictable.
Zhao Kuangyin was calm, his eyes were like electricity, and his sword was swimming in the dragon, flying up and down, entangled with the meteor hammer of the monk Jingyuan.
Under the moonlight, I saw the meteors flickering, and the silver snake was flying, just like the dragon playing with pearls.
After more than forty rounds of fighting, the meteor hammer was obviously slow, and the sword was still as fast as lightning, like a terrifying dragon.
Gradually, the monk Jingyuan only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.
Yiyun Shitai saw it in his eyes, shouted angrily, and flew forward with his sword, stabbing Zhao Kuangyin sharply.
Zhao Kuangyin sealed the meteor hammer of Monk Jingyuan, and at the same time dodged Master Yiyun's fierce attack.
Monk Jingyuan saw that Master Yiyun was too helpful, and his spirit suddenly increased, and the strength of the meteor hammer began to become strong again.
Zhao Kuangyin's sword in the night sky is just like a white snake spitting letters, and like a dragon going out to sea, blocking left and right, pointing east and west, fighting the two of them, and there is no fear.
After dozens of rounds, the two gradually became a little overwhelmed.
Zhang Daochang on the side was anxious, and secretly thought: If this continues, Zhao Kuangyin can only gain the upper hand;
Thinking of this, he shouted violently, his body jumped three feet, and the Buddha dust in his hand waved towards Zhao Kuangyin.
Zhao Kuangyin heard the sound, glanced at it with his eyes, and his heart sank, but when he saw the night sky, ten thousand steel needles pierced him.
The Wudang faction is good at internal strength, and this Buddha dust, which is usually as soft as silk, was used by Zhang Daochang to exert internal force, and the silk is like a steel needle.
Zhao Kuangyin didn't dare to slack off, and a burst of sharp swords forced back Yiyun Shitai and Jingyuan monks, with their feet strong, their bodies grew violently, and their luck was in the sword, and they slashed Buddha dust.
A thunderclap sounded in mid-air, and the sword and Buddha dust collided with ten thousand dazzling golden lights.
Immediately after, Buddha Chen swept towards Zhao Kuangyin again, drawing a heavenly river across the night sky.
Zhao Kuangyin dodged and dodged, and with a style of "splitting Huashan", he was shocked to see the waterfall of Lushan Mountain falling thousands of feet.
Zhang Daochang's body flew backwards, dodged the sharp sword, and landed on the treetops of a towering ancient tree, his feet were lightly touched, and his body rose again, and he continued to attack Zhao Kuangyin.
Zhao Kuangyin poured down, the tip of the sword touched the ground, bent into a bow, and then bounced him into the air, swirling and swinging his sword at Zhang Daochang to kill.
The two of them went back and forth in the air, fighting for dozens of rounds, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.