The poison provided by Xiao Fei was actually a few inconspicuous tree trunks, with the thickness of an arm, which was carried by General Situ Si. Zhou Lingfeng and Mrs. Situ Guan Xinlan set off one step ahead of a group of "suspicious soldiers" who confused their sight, and then waited for the opportunity to act alone from the sight of others, leaving a secret signal with "Linglong Stone" along the way, leading everyone to the cave.

Just after the ugly night, Situ Shenjian and the four generals placed the poison tree trunk next to the fire, and then woke everyone away. When the trunk is ignited, toxic smoke is released. Walking through the narrow passage, when you are about to leave, place the remaining trunks on the firewood pyre that is about to be lit again, and even if there are cautious people who avoid the first wave of poisonous smoke, they will be put down by the second poisonous smoke when they see the exit and relax their minds. Because of the constraints, the poison can only be used on a large scale when local people are concentrated, especially in places with poor ventilation conditions, so Xiao Fei does not have many types to choose from, plus it is easy to release and concealed, so this kind of strong drug in the shape of a tree trunk has become his first choice. According to Xiao Fei's confession, those who can come to their senses by this time tomorrow will already be regarded as people with advanced skills! Therefore, the pursuers before everyone entered the cave estimated that it would be impossible to catch up with them anymore.

Now is indeed not the time to recall this, because the enemy in front of the mountain temple has approached to a distance of thirty zhang from the temple gate, Situ Shenjian roughly counted, there are more than three hundred and fourteen people!

At this time, a masked black-clothed man came out of the crowd and moved forward, and the others stood still, presumably knowing that Situ Chao and the others had a powerful repeater in their hands, and they were very afraid.

"Listen to the friends inside, the inferior people have no intention of being enemies with you," the man in black said in a hoarse voice, he should have deliberately changed his voice so as not to be recognized, and he couldn't even distinguish men, women, and children from his voice, "We only need those two! As long as you send them out obediently, we will ensure your safety!"

"Hahaha," Mu Cheng leaned in front of the gate and laughed wildly, "A shameless villain who hides his head and tail, doesn't even dare to show his face, and his voice has to change, what guarantee do you have?!

"Hahaha......" The heroes in the mountain temple laughed for a while, it is inevitable to fight to the death tonight, although the strength of the other party is much higher than his own, but walking the rivers and lakes is a face, and at this time it cannot be underestimated!

"Hmph, Mu Cheng, I respect you as the Nine Bags Elder of the Beggar Gang to be so polite to you. Otherwise, with your stinky mouth, I will teach you tonight that you can't survive and not die!"

The black-clothed man pointed at the temple gate, and his hair rushed to the crown!

"Come on, you dog bastard who is neither male nor female, if you have the ability, you will spoil your uncle!"

What kind of character is Mu Cheng? The old man who has been in the beggar's den all his life! In terms of bickering, the old guy has never been afraid of anyone in his life.

"Don't be arrogant, make you look good in a while!"

"Hehe," Mu Cheng stretched out his head and teased again, "Come on, your Uncle Mu is here ......" Before he finished speaking, Mu Cheng suddenly shrank his head.

"Tuk Tuk" made two crisp sounds, and two long darts were nailed to the position where Mu Cheng had just emerged.

"Oh! What kind of guy who is not afraid of being struck by thunder from the sky, actually dares to stick this broken copper and iron on the head of the mountain god's grandfather!" Mu Cheng hid behind half of the temple door and shouted.

Everyone took a closer look, but it wasn't it, the position of the two long darts was indeed the head of the mountain god sculpture that was used as the top door stick.

Situ Chao sat in the middle of the main hall, frowning: At a distance of more than 30 zhang, the long dart thrown can still enter the wood for three points, how strong is this person's hand! This kind of hidden weapon is not like a sword, and it is easy to be affected by the wind speed after being thrown, and the effective distance is usually more than ten zhang, which shows that the other party does have a master.

"Gentlemen, kill the enemy with me! After tonight, the Lord will definitely have a reward!" The black-clothed man led by him pulled out a single knife from behind his back and took the lead in rushing towards the temple gate.

He was indeed the leader of the more than 300 people, and seeing that he had taken the lead, everyone behind him took out their blades one after another, followed and jumped forward, or looked for obstacles that could cover their bodies and quietly advanced.

"Look at the darts!"

Mu Cheng had already taken off the two hidden weapons, and when he saw the other party's leader killing, he beat the long dart without saying a word.

The black-clothed leader waved his right hand, and there was a crisp sound of "clanging", and the two hidden weapons were shot down, and he himself was shocked by the force carried by the long dart and took a few steps back, "Old thief Mu has such a big hand!"

Mu Cheng frowned and took two steps back, picked up his unique weapon "Kidnapping Gun" from the corner of the wall, and muttered in his heart: This person is so scheming, he rushed to the broken temple with his own dart, and was blocked by his own dart and retreated, taking the opportunity to miss the crossbow loss on his side, save his life, and then turn from a praying mantis to a yellow finch in order to strike later.

Although the people under his command couldn't see through this section, Mu Cheng knew the level of his hidden weapon, when would the two pieces of scrap iron that he casually threw out be able to repel a first-class master more than 20 zhang away by several steps?

Sure enough, the leader of the men in black pretended to shake his arms, and quietly stood in the shadow of a tree, not reappearing, but secretly observing.

Of course, the crossbow in Zhonghaojie's hand is not vegetarian, and when the enemy gets a little closer, this kind of killing weapon in the army begins to reveal their iron-blooded nature. I only heard the sound of crossbow strings sounding "bouncing", and a blood gourd rolled in front of the broken temple door. There were also people who were not hit by arrows in the vital parts, screaming and covering their wounds and running to places where the fire could not shine, and after not running a few steps, they were shot in the back by another crossbow and fell to the ground and died.

In less than half an hour, the sound of the crossbow gradually faded away, and finally stopped. The Assassins in the open were dead and wounded, with only corpses strewn across the ground and inaudible moans. The remaining more than 200 people all hid in the shadows and avoided a catastrophe, after all, a master is a master, this bit of alertness and insight is still there, and the dead are only to blame for their own lack of skill.

"Their crossbows are gone! Everyone is on their shoulders, and they will be torn to pieces!"

The hoarse voice of the black-clad leader sounded again, but he didn't step out of the shadows.

"Up!"

I don't know who shouted in the dark, and suddenly nearly a hundred black shadows jumped out of the darkness, and they all exerted their light skills to the extreme, like a bag of bullets sprinkled on the ground in the air, jumping and going straight to the temple gate.

"Kill!"

Situ Shenjian's voice exploded in the mountain temple that was leaking on all sides.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk...... again a dense sound of crossbows tore through the air, and then there was a louder shouting and a relatively more suffocating silence. The corpses on the ground nearly doubled, and there were more injured people struggling in various positions.

The assassins who didn't go with this gang of people were secretly glad that they were hiding in the shadows, if they just couldn't hold back and rushed out, this wave of cold-blooded and ruthless crossbow losses must have their own!

"What a sinister Situ child, first with poison, then with a crossbow...... The old face of your 'bloody sword' has been lost by you!"

Hiding in the shadows, the leader of the assassins cursed viciously at the initiator Situ Shenjian in his still-hoarse voice.

"Hahaha, old ghost, you still have the face to say that I am insidious! Do you have the courage to find my father to fight alone?!"

Situ Shenjian also did not show up, he didn't know that the other party's remarks were just a superficial tactic, but the young and vigorous Situ Gongzi still couldn't help but mock the other party.

"Yo, Situ Xian's nephew, it's not that the old man relies on the old man to sell the old man and the old number to fall on you! Isn't that obvious, how can this old ghost have a face? Otherwise, as for wearing that fig leaf full of urine all the time?"

Mu Cheng's voice sounded immediately, he has always been the master who is not afraid of big things.

"What the lessons of the seniors is that the juniors are taught!" Situ Shenjian thanked Mu Cheng in a serious voice, and the laughter of more than a dozen heroes of the rivers and lakes sounded again in the broken temple.

"Kill me!"

The leader of the assassins was secretly jumping to his feet and shouting angrily, and he couldn't hide his voice in a hurry, sounding like an elderly man in his fifties.

However, his order did not have the desired effect, and no masked assassins around him were dispatched. The two sieges were repulsed, and not to mention that the opponent was not hurt by a single hair, and more than half of his own men and horses had been damaged. Who knows how many crossbows they still miss? Just kidding, try your own life! Even though your own bad life is worthless, you can't waste it like this. There was silence all around, and no one responded.

"The army has extremely strict control over the equipment of machine crossbows, and it is impossible to deploy a large number of them in the team except in wartime!" another voice said secretly, "They have a maximum of twenty bows and crossbows, and it is impossible for them to carry too many arrows when they run long distances, and with the consumption along the way, it is impossible to have a surplus after these two volleys." Everyone rest assured, otherwise if you can't complete the task, I believe that the Lord's means are also clear to you. ”

The person who spoke should also be a leader or something, and he analyzed Situ Shenjian in a clear manner, and it was impossible for them to have a crossbow. also coerced and lured these people to encircle and suppress them again, and sure enough, most of these assassins were not the core forces behind the masterminds, but were forced to act by some means.

"Hehe, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk! You say we don't have crossbow arrows?

Situ Shenjian didn't give the other party a chance to deceive people, although the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for his side, but he didn't want to let the other party get his wish so easily. It would be best if it could provoke conflicts between them.

"Hmph, Situ boy, you don't have to provoke me, just try it!"

Before the words fell, a figure burst out from a tree shadow more than ten zhang away from the temple gate, and the arrow from the string shot straight at the temple gate, and the cold light flashed in his hand, obviously holding a sharp blade.

"Go back!"

Situ Shenjian shouted, and at the same time, two wind-breaking sounds sounded, and a crossbow was shot out of the gap in the walls on both sides of the temple gate.

"Dingding" two crisp sounds, the crossbow arrow was shot down, but the figure that had just burst out also fell into the dark with the help of force, and there was no follow-up action.

"Come on, continue to come and kill you Uncle Mu," Mu Cheng's voice that could make people crazy sounded again, "Lao Tzu wants to see if it is your hard mouth and thick skin, or Situ Xian's crossbow strength and sharp arrows......

There was a sudden pause at this point, and although everyone on both sides knew that the old guy had nothing good to say, no one spoke, and it seemed that they were all waiting for his next words.

After a crisp sound of "pop", Mu Cheng spoke again, "Look at my stinky mouth, I'm sorry for you! The old man said the wrong thing! You just have a hard mouth, where is the cheekiness...... Hahaha!"

"Wonderful! Elder Mu is such a wonderful person, hahaha!" As long as Mu Cheng opened his mouth, there was always laughter around him.

"Brother Mu has a lot of witty words! But if you say the wrong thing like this next time, it's better to slap yourself in the mouth, and my old Qi's arm will be red from you!"

"Who told you to be shirtless in the cold!" Mu Cheng shouted.

The crowd in the temple burst into laughter again.