Chapter Seventy-Five: Double Injury

Hearing this, Chu Wenyu put away his eagerness to make meritorious contributions, and led the children of Feihe Hall to fight steadily and steadily, launching wave after wave of attacks on Chu Wenjing and Fu Qingyun.

The people of Feihetang used the wheel battle method to firmly surround the two of them in the middle, without taking a breath. After fighting for a while, both of them felt that their strength was unsustainable, and their speed of attack slowed down significantly, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller. Especially Chu Wenyu's long sword was like a poisonous snake, flying in front of Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing, tricky and abnormal, Fu Qingyun relied on his keen senses, expected the enemy first, and could still deal with it, but Chu Wenjing was in danger, if it wasn't for Fu Qingyun to break the siege, I am afraid that he would have been cut by Chu Wenyu under the sword.

Fu Qingyun estimated that Chu Wenyu's internal strength was on par with Chu Wenjing, and he was a step behind himself. But he didn't dare to use the killing move of the Imperial Qi into silk easily, surrounded by big swords and long swords, he had to leave spare strength everywhere, and he didn't dare to use a killer weapon on Chu Wenyu, otherwise it would be difficult to retreat in the chaotic sword, let alone relieve Chu Wenjing.

The two were under siege, Fu Qingyun always paid attention to Chu Wenjing's situation, and saw that he was sweating profusely, panting like a cow, and the blood on his legs had already soaked red trouser legs, and his heart was secretly anxious. And Fu Qingyun was also unable to continue his internal strength at this time, and he was in danger, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Seeing that Chu Wenyu's swordsmanship was getting more and more free, Fu Qingyun couldn't rescue for a while, and Chu Wenjing's big arm was hit by another sword, his combat effectiveness decreased sharply, and his pressure increased sharply.

Fu Qingyun secretly thought that if he didn't get rid of Chu Wenyu first, let alone kill Chu Mingshan, it would be difficult to break through. Seeing that the surrounding sword circle was getting smaller and smaller, Fu Qingyun turned his heart sideways, secretly gathered his internal force, and used the killer weapon of condensing qi into silk, and suddenly attacked, and the wooden staff went straight to Chu Wenyu.

Chu Wenyu saw Fu Qingyun's wooden staff coming, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he blocked it with a horizontal sword.

The purple lightning of the wooden staff flashed, and it rushed towards Chu Wenyu's arm through the long sword.

A trace of scorching true qi pierced Chu Wenyu's arm like a silver needle, and the entire arm was instantly numb.

Chu Wenyu's complexion changed greatly, and he abandoned his sword and retreated. Fu Qingyun didn't allow him to escape, picked up a cane, and hit Chu Wenyu's left leg bone with a "bang". Chu Wenyu screamed, fell backwards with one foot, and dragged a broken leg out of the circle in embarrassment.

"Be careful!" Chu Wenjing yelled. The two long swords stabbed straight ahead, but Fu Qingyun was already unable to defend at this time, so he could only flash to the right by feeling to avoid the vital parts.

Chu Wenjing picked out a heavy sword and picked a long sword away, but there was still a long sword left, and it was fiercely inserted into Fu Qingyun's ribs.

"Poof!" Another big knife flew and slashed heavily into Chu Wenjing's left shoulder, and blood flowed like a torrent of blood.

"Kill them!" Chu Mingshan picked up Chu Wenyu, his heart like a knife. Seeing Chu Wenyu hugging his leg and screaming in pain, one leg was gone, Chu Mingshan was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and immediately pulled out his sword to cover up and kill, wanting to take advantage of the illness of the two and kill the two of them.

Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing were covered in blood, their consciousness was gradually confused, and they mechanically blocked the swords flying from everywhere, supporting each other and struggling to support each other.

"Poof, poof!" Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing each had a sword on their backs, the two looked at each other and smiled, no longer caring about the chaotic swords and flying swords, and sent them all together, attacking Chu Mingshan together.

Both of them knew that under Chu Mingshan's wolf wheel tactics, they might not be able to escape. Today, Liu Shaoyi and the others have been slaughtered, and one of Chu Wenyu's legs has been abolished, as long as Chu Mingshan is beheaded under the sword again, and the master's blood feud is avenged, even if he dies under the chaotic sword, there will be no regrets.

"Poof!" Fu Qingyun was stabbed in the thigh again, and blood gushed wildly.

The two of them had blood-red eyes, and with the will to die, they killed Chu Mingshan step by step with a blood mark.

"Die!" Chu Mingshan laughed loudly, and his long sword shook straight to Fu Qingyun's throat.

Chu Mingshan has been immersed in the "Spirit Snake Sword Technique" for decades, although his skills are not as good as Liu Shaoyi and Han Jianfang, but under the exhaustion of Chu Wenjing and Fu Qingyun, it is fatal.

The two of them were already dazzled by qi at this time, and they couldn't resist it at all. Seeing that the cold light was coming, Chu Wenjing nodded slightly at Fu Qingyun, pounced forward with his body, and took Chu Mingshan's sword with his body.

Chu Wenjing wanted to exchange his death for Fu Qingyun's opportunity to breathe for a moment.

Fu Qingyun choked back tears, knowing that this was probably the last time he would make a move, he mobilized all the remaining strength in the group, gathered his energy into silk, and struck out with a hard cane.

"Poof!" "Phew!" Chu Mingshan pierced Chu Wenjing's sternum with a sword, and at the same time swung out his left hand and slapped it on the head of Fu Qingyun's staff.

A trace of scorching air instantly pierced Chu Mingshan's left arm, like a steel needle penetrating straight into the dantian, and the true qi in his body was instantly disordered. Chu Mingshan's face turned like a blank piece of paper, looking at Fu Qingyun's wooden staff raised high in horror, and raised his hand to hold his head with a scream.

"Whew!" Chu Mingshan's brain burst and flowed to the ground like watermelon juice.

"Poof!poof!" Two more swords were inserted into Fu Qingyun's back.

Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing smiled at each other, and helped each other to fall to the ground.

"Scandium scandium ......!" A roar came from far and near, a flash of blue light, and the little beast Kangkang flashed.

"Ahh The little beast was furious, raised a pair of long teeth, and stabbed more than a dozen people in succession, howling miserably, and blood arrows splashed. The rest of the people in the Feihe Hall cried wolf howls, hugged their heads and fled in embarrassment, and escaped completely in an instant.

Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing fell together, blood gushing out, staining the surrounding bluestones into blood red.

Kang Kang surrounded Fu Qingyun and screamed, his eyes flashing with a special color that only human beings have, and I felt pity.

"Quick!" Li Bo and Zhang San gathered around with the villagers.

"There's still a breath!" Zhang San sniffed the two of them, turned sadness into joy and said: "Hurry up, maybe there is still salvation." ”

A few medicine farmers who knew some medical skills hurriedly came up and quickly bandaged Fu Qingyun and Chu Wenjing to stop the bleeding. Yiyao Nong frowned and shook his head: "The two of them are too seriously injured and have lost too much blood, I'm afraid they are unable to return to the sky." ”

Another medicine farmer said sadly: "Unless Uncle Song is here, maybe he can come back to life." ”

When Zhang San heard this, he said, "Carry them and go to Uncle Song immediately!"

Li Bo frowned and said, "But where are Uncle Song and Hall Master Quan now?"

Zhang San pointed to the little beast and said: "Don't worry about this, follow the little pig, Song Wantong said that this little pig is unusual and can know the way." ”

"That's good!" Li Bo let go of his worries, got up and looked around, and said in a loud voice: "Fellow villagers, this place has been reduced to a miscellaneous place for supplying herbs to Taihemen, and there is no longer the shadow of Chu Ji Villa. We decided to carry Wenjing and Qingyun to find Song Bo and Quan Tang Master. Everyone is willing to go together, hurry up and pack up to keep up. ”

"Brother......" Lin Zhengjun flew over, holding Fu Qingyun's hand and crying silently. Turning his head to see Chu Mingshan's body, he cried again.

On the one hand, his master, and on the other hand, his brother who escaped from Nanyang and lived and died together, Lin Zhengjun was also in a dilemma for a while.

Lin Zhengjun collected Chu Mingshan's body, handed over the burial of Feihetang's brothers, took care of Chu Wenyu, and followed Li Bo and his party to the New Chu Halberd Villa.

Li Bo and more than 100 other villagers followed the little beast all the way, and when it was dawn, they came to the New Chu Halberd Villa.