Chapter 17 The old man of the two-axe wheel war, the iron spear helps to solve the problem
It was already a turbulent river and lake, and in the past few years, a blissful sect has emerged out of thin air, each of them came by fire, and wherever they landed, they killed all the people around them, whether they were rivers and lakes, or ordinary people. stirred up the chickens and dogs in the rivers and lakes.
Occasionally, there are little warriors who escape, all of whom hide in the deep mountains and old forests, hide and hide, and live a dark life. Every time I looked up and saw another stream of fire flying in the sky, I was scared more than a mouse seeing a cat.
These people in the Bliss Sect are either stupid or disabled, and there is hardly a normal person, but they are not afraid of death. Even a major sect like the Tongshan Sect has people from the Bliss Sect to make trouble in real time, although all of them have been exterminated without exception, but they are like moths to a fire, and they have come in waves every three or four days, and in the past three years, they have continuously killed more than a hundred Bliss Cultists.
The main sect naturally has the foundation to resist the enemy, and this small sect is miserable, usually even the master of the sect, and is completely wiped out from top to bottom. Therefore, there is a phenomenon of five or six sects around forming together to fight the enemy. It is said that the sect is in a group, but whenever the Bliss Cultists come, five or six heads and sect leaders join forces to strangle one or two enemies, and their subordinates can't help at all.
As the leading figure in the rivers and lakes, Emperor Wu Nangong Split Heaven issued the Martial Emperor Decree, ordering the major sects in the rivers and lakes to protect the five hundred miles around the sect from the invasion of the Bliss Sect. At the same time, each sect sent capable personnel to form a demon purging alliance to roam the rivers and lakes to clean up the Bliss cultists. At the same time, we are looking for the headquarters of the Bliss Sect and strive to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.
There are two major sects in the area of Yuebei, both of which are more than 300 years old, namely the Qingluomen with guns and the Dushengmen with long-handled axes. It is said that the two patriarchs of the Kaipai School were brothers. The two sects have always fought openly and secretly, but no one can help anyone, from the founding patriarch to the present generation.
At the junction of the two factions, there was a rift on a small stone mountain called a line of heaven, three zhang wide and eight hundred feet deep. The people of Qingluomen said that it was the ancestor who cracked the stone mountain with one shot and formed a line of heaven. The people of Dushengmen said that their ancestor opened the mountain with an axe.
"Senior Brother Hong, let's hurry up, if we let the people of the Dusheng Sect rush to the first line of heaven and kill the Bliss Cultists, where will we put our face. "Two men of their thirties, each with a gun on their backs, walked between the trunks of the trees, as if they were on their way. The person who spoke was dressed in white and had a white gun, the body of the gun was half longer than an ordinary gun, and it looked very incongruous when he carried it on his back.
"Good. The man in red and the red gun seemed to be speechless, carrying a short red spear, six feet long, and it was an eyebrow-high short gun.
"I don't know which side of the sky has fallen on this fire, if it falls on their side, we will lead him to our side and kill him, how about it?"
These two people are the two of the four apprentices of the Rakshasa Gun Fang Weishan, "Qixiu Junjie", the red spear Xiu Hongshannong, and the spear Jie Ge Zhongliang. When the two of them rushed to the front line, they saw that there were already two people fighting on the opposite side. One man wielded a black iron axe to confront a thin old man, who was hunched on his back, and a hole was left in his clothes, revealing a shriveled human head-sized sarcoma.
I saw that the iron axe handle arm was thick, and the axe looked like it was two hundred catties, and the wind was whirring in the hands of a man in his twenties, and occasionally the axe slashed across the stone ground, like a kitchen knife cutting tofu, without dragging mud and water. The axe danced like a fly, pressing on the old man step by step.
Ge Zhongliang stomped his feet and said: "It's still too late, you see that the ground on our side has obviously been burned by fire, and the old man fell on our side, and was led over by the other side, and I was angry!"
Hong Shannong nodded to the woman watching the battle on the opposite side, which was regarded as a greeting. The woman holding a small silver axe on the opposite side also nodded in return. Hong Shannong said: "This old man is not weak, if Zhao Xinggu and Wang Shenggun on the other side are defeated, do you say we will help or not?"
"Don't help, it's the gold, silver, copper, and iron four axes that are as famous as us, and two of them died. Ge Zhongliang gloated.
When the woman on the other side heard this, she frowned and glared at Ge Zhongliang.
Looking at the two people who fought, the Iron Axe King Shenggun is the second son of the door master, and he is also the fourth apprentice, and he knows his father's expectations of him when he hears the name. Although Wang Sheng's spear is as fast as flying, it is powerful and heavy. But every time the axe went down, it was dragged by the old man's air and air, and the slower and slower it fell. kept doing deceleration movements, and after three hundred rounds, Wang Shenggun only felt that his arms were rusty, getting heavier and heavier, and he was sweating profusely.
The iron axe in the attack suddenly turned from offense to defense, and the thin old man laughed twice and said: "I have been a slave all my life, and I have compared my endurance? As he spoke, he punched, and Wang Sheng's gun and axe were blocked in front of his chest, "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, like ringing a bell, and the sound traveled far away. Even the axe and the people flew out upside down at the same time, and the silver axe Zhao Xinggu rushed up to block in front of the junior brother. Today's old man is more powerful than the Bliss Cultists in the past, and on weekdays, their gold, silver, bronze, iron, and four axes are one-on-one victories against the Bliss Cultists, so only the two of them came today, and it seems that it will be difficult to do today.
Wang Shenggun, who fell to the ground, woke up after a short period of confusion, spit a mouthful of blood on the ground, and then looked at the three-hundred-pound axe that his father specially customized for him, and a fist mark protruded from the opposite side of the punch. The second senior sister was fighting with the thin old man, the silver light was flying, and occasionally a butterfly flew by the axe light and was cut into two pieces. The two people with guns on the other side also looked at the battle situation nervously, and they didn't ridicule anymore, and used their guns from time to time to remove the messy flying anger.
Seeing that Zhao Xinggu was out of breath, she was at a disadvantage. But after all, Dushengmen is also a Zhongmen sect in the rivers and lakes, and the apprentices of the sect master are also really talented and learned, and the thin old man's breath has been disordered after fighting the two of them.
After Wang Sheng's gun sat cross-legged to adjust his breath, he suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and rushed towards the thin old man who was fighting with his senior sister, grabbed the iron axe on the ground in the air at a height of one zhang, and slashed it down with all his strength!
The thin old man was entangled by Zhao Xinggu, unable to dodge, his hands were folded in the air, and he dragged the iron axe seven feet away. Zhao Xinggu saw the opportunity, her body rotated horizontally, and the eighty-pound silver axe swung twice in the air and then slashed at the old man's left shoulder. At the last moment, the old man pulled out his left hand to catch the silver axe again. The right hand grasped the iron axe in the air in the form of a claw, but the iron axe was two inches away from the seven-foot iron axe. The old man knelt on one leg, and the ground around him was cracked like a spider web. Wang Shenggun and Zhao Xinggu stopped in the air one vertically and one horizontally, and the two axes were two inches away from the old man and could not be entered. The three of them were surrounded by Dao Dao True Qi disorder.
Seeing the old man kneeling on the ground, his eyes widened angrily. "I've been kneeling all my life, and you're going to make me kneel, I'm going to kill you!" The old man's right knee gradually rose off the ground, half an inch, an inch, two inches...... He stood up stiffly.
Just when the thin old man was about to stand firm, the spear Jie Ge Zhongliang on the opposite side of the sky flew out like a white dragon and stabbed straight at the old man's back. The sudden change, the old man was caught off guard and resisted, but the clothes on his back were torn by the qi, revealing several bulging scars, and the head of the gun pierced into the old man's epidermis. After being distracted to defend against the spear, he was torn apart by two axes on both hands, and the axes were clutched to death. The thin old man miraculously straightened his waist, which had bent all his life, and with a long roar, the violent qi dispersed, and one person resisted three attacks at the same time.
The only gun who did not make a move, Xiu Hong Shannong's hand, still held the red gun in his right hand after a flash, but Ge Zhongliang's spear had already passed through the old man's body......