Chapter 110: Cold-Blooded Hunting
The wind was in a hurry, and his voice was not polished, and Mei'er heard his original voice, thinking that it was an illusion and looked at him blankly.
Feng Yang saw Mei'er staring at him blankly, so he smiled and asked in a hoarse voice, "Little girl, what are you in a daze?"
Mei'er looked at Feng Yang's eyes and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
Feng Yang was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and smiled: "I am me." I won't talk nonsense with you, let's destroy these scum first. With that, he shook his body into the crowd. Like an evil ghost asking for his life, screaming everywhere he goes, few black-clothed masked men can complete two moves under him. Before the tea was served, the rest of the black-clothed masked men were all whimpering and wailing.
Accidentally on the side, he stomped his feet and shouted: "I said you old thing, you can't leave me a game for the old way, it's all fucking over." Are you letting me play with my toes? What a careless friendship!"
Feng Yang pointed to the black-clothed third man on the ground and said with a smile: "Your nose this year, I didn't keep a livestock for you over there." But for the record, you can't play him to death, I still have something to ask. ”
"Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, come over and see if this person is Xun Yang, a disciple of the Wudang layman. Qi Xiong ripped off the black scarf of a black-clothed masked man and pointed at his face and shouted.
Du Sheng and Du Yangchun hurriedly stepped forward to watch, both with surprised expressions on their faces. Du Yangchun said: "Tear off their face towels and take a look." As he spoke, he tore off the black towel on the face of the black-clothed corpse next to him.
"Huh. It is Zhao Lindong of Huashan. ”
"Isn't this the Shaolin monk who quits hatred?"
"This is Chu Shouqiang of the Xiao Gang. ”
"These three people are from the Hunan Platoon Gang. ”
There were more than forty black-clothed people on the ground, and Du Sheng recognized seven or eight people, from various sects, many of whom were from the martial arts sect.
"What's going on?" Du Yangchun said confusedly.
Du Sheng said in a deep voice: "A few of us who recognize our identities will be carried back for the master to dispose of, and the rest will be buried on the spot." ”
When Du Sheng walked to Feng Yang and was about to bow down, he didn't see any movement from Feng Yang, but the right cuff was windless. Suddenly, he felt a strong force like a wall that made him unable to bend down, although he was shocked in his heart, his face did not change, and he clasped his hands into fists and said loudly: "Junior Du Sheng thanks his seniors for their help." ”
Feng Yang smiled in a hoarse voice: "Du Daxia doesn't need to be polite, this is just a gesture, not enough to worry about." ”
Du Sheng said respectfully: "It's a gesture to my seniors, but it's a lifesaver for us." The younger generation invites the seniors to visit the Plum Blossom Villa. It is also good to let the younger generations and others do their best to the friendship of the landlord. ”
Feng Yang smiled: "Let's talk about it in the future, the old man still has something to do, let's get together again." He turned his head to Mei'er and smiled: "How about the old girl, please drink Du Kang?"
Mei'er was stunned, and said respectfully to the wind: "The little girl thanks the seniors for the invitation, but there is still something to do in the villa." If there is an opportunity, the little girl will definitely set up a banquet to worship her predecessors and thank them for their help today. ”
Feng Yang smiled: "Okay, the old man has written it down." After that, he got on the donkey, grabbed the black-clothed third man on the ground with his hand, and went downhill on the donkey.
Du Sheng's disciples of Plum Blossom Mountain Villa stood stunned and watched Feng Yang leave.
Qixiong came back to his senses and saluted Du Sheng: "Third Senior Brother, should we go back to Tongzhuang or go west to help?"
Du Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "Those with injuries on their bodies will stay, and deal with these corpses with these archers." Let's hurry to the west to help Uncle Zhong annihilate the enemy, and kill all the thieves who come to attack without leaving anything behind. ”
The disciples of Plum Blossom Mountain Villa shouted in unison, "Yes." ”
Du Sheng waved his hand and took the lead in sweeping to the west. The rest of the people dodged to follow, and the wounded disciples of Plum Blossom Villa were not willing to stay, and they all raised their swords to rush to help. For a time, only a few archers remained on the field.
Feng Yang carried the black-clothed third man down the hillside, and saw that he was accidentally napping under a tree not far away. threw the third man in black to him and said, "Brother, you help me watch, I'll go back when I go." Then he turned away from the donkey and went west.
accidentally opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he was no longer in sight, and muttered: "What a fuck, treat Lao Tzu as a nanny." Wait a minute, you won't help me catch a rabbit and come back, I'm not done with you. ”
The wind is like a phantom, and the tea time body is already thirty miles away. He paused and listened intently, then swept towards the northwest corner. In a few breaths, the shouting ahead was clearly discernible.
A voice like a bell and drum shouted: "Chen Jun, you take ten people to the left to kill, Xiao Feng, you lead ten people to the right to kill, and the rest will follow me to kill from the front." ”
I only heard the sound of the earth-shattering response, and then the sound of killing shook the valley, rushing from the east in three directions.
Zhong Dachuan's voice shouted: "All the disciples obeyed the order to block me, and no one could let him rush out." ”
"Yes!" the disciples of Plum Blossom Mountain Villa replied in a loud voice.
Zhong Dachuan shouted, "Archers shoot me." For a moment, feather arrows were sprinkled all over the sky towards the man in black who rushed over. The sound of shouting, scolding, screaming, and the metallic sound of swords intersecting filled the entire hillside for a while.
The wind dodged and rushed in without stopping, and the temple rushed into the black-clothed crowd like a ghost. I saw him swinging his hands at will, grabbing or striking. In a few rounds, among the more than a dozen people who rushed to the left, only Chen Jun escaped Feng Yang's clutches.
Feng Yang continued to rush towards the man in black, taking his life at will.
The man in black who had just shouted hurriedly gave up and rushed forward, rushed towards the wind, and shouted: "That old thing dares to kill my subordinates! ”
Feng Yang ignored him, picked a soft pinch, and in less than a moment, many people in black died under his hands.
When Zhong Dachuan saw that reinforcements were coming, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Everyone will kill with Lao Tzu." With that, he jumped out and threw himself at the man in black with his sword held high.
The disciples of Plum Blossom Mountain Villa also rushed into the black-clothed man with a long sword. The scene was instantly chaotic.
'Ding-jingle', 'Fuck', 'Oh my God', and the jumbled shouts filled the hillside.
The black-clothed man with a sound like a bell and drum chased after the wind with a hideous face, and his mouth was even more angry: "Old thing, stop for Lao Tzu." Chen Jun quickly blocked him. ”
Chen Jun saw Feng Yang rushing towards him, his heart was broken, not to mention swinging his sword to block Feng Yang's way, the long sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and his figure flashed and hid behind the two black-clothed people next to him.
The wind is like a broken bamboo, running all the way, waving his hands at will, grabbing and raising, and encountering the man in black like flowers and plants in the field for him to handle.
Before the half-burnt incense arrived, the man in black was almost killed and injured under the slaughter of Feng Yang and the people of Plum Blossom Villa. Only the black-clothed people who were struggling to catch up behind were left, and Chen Jun and a few people were left struggling.
Feng Yang stopped his figure and turned his head to look at the black-clothed man chasing him, and said gloomily: "Okay, your men are almost dead, you can go too, don't let them wait too long." ”
The black-clothed man with a sound like a bell and drum just saw the wind stop, he was stunned at first, and hurriedly retracted his figure. Hearing what Feng Yang said, he was immediately furious, and the steel whip in his hand smashed towards Feng Yang, and shouted in his mouth: "Old things for Lao Tzu to die!"
Feng Yang's face was cold, and he reached out and grabbed the steel whip. The man in black was overjoyed when he saw this, and secretly said in his heart: "Look for death!" There was a shock in his hand, and the steel ring between the steel whip nodes turned sharply, making a 'rumbling' whistle, and the sound was very shocking.
The wind changed the claw to the palm and cut obliquely to the steel whip......