"Amitabha, it is still the poor monk who comes to teach the donor's 'Eight Tricks of the Wind Knife'!"

Seeing that the storm composed of innate sword qi sent out by Zhang Zilie was about to involve several monks at the junction of the two Arhat arrays, the old monk who was originally in the rear suddenly appeared in front.

In his hand, he held a short black lacquer stick more than two feet long, unknown whether it was gold or wood, and drew a circle with a diameter of five feet in front of him. This circle is a bottomless dry well, and the wellhead has a strong suction. Zhang Zilie's sword qi was all pulled, roaring into it like ten thousand bees returning to its nest, and then disappeared silently.

"Dry Zen Xuangong!" Zhang Zilie was awe-inspiring in his heart, this old monk was called "Gumu Arhat" on the rivers and lakes back then, and it was because of this Buddhist magic skill that ranked among the best in Shaolin's seventy-two stunts. It has been 20 years since he returned to Shaolin at the age of 50 to take charge of the Dharma Hall, and the other party has obviously practiced this magic skill to the highest level from the heart. If you are entangled by such a master, the outcome of today's battle is really not optimistic.

"The donor also takes a trick from the poor monk!" Tan Yun's short stick pointed out from the center of the circle he drew to the center of Zhang Zilie's eyebrows.

At the same time as Tan Yun made a move, the two old monks were confronted by Zhang Zijun and Tan Gang respectively, and the two Arhat arrays gradually began to operate, and the sound of gold and iron colliding with each other with the hexagonal iron rods of Shaolin monks and the thick-backed long knives of the "Flying Dragon Guard" was endless. And Zhou Huai'an also commanded the soldiers of the Ming army to surround on all sides, and arranged several layers of troops outside the two Arhat arrays, so as not to ensure that not a single thief would slip through the net.

At the same time as the outbreak of the Great War in Suzhou, Jiaxing on the other side finally ended the originally somewhat strange balance and calm situation, and it was the Ming army that broke this situation.

Fan Guang, Yu Tianlai and Qiu Moyan sneaked out of Jiaxing City at night and went north to a hill on the edge of Taihu Lake.

Together, they collected firewood, divided it into three piles, placed it on the top of the hill, sprinkled it with the oil they had brought with them, and burned it with a fire. Three bonfires were blazing, and the light of the fires stood out in the darkness.

After lighting the fire, the three of them descended the hill to the water's edge and waited. After a short time, many large boats came to the shadow of the lake. After the ship docked, groups of heavily armed Ming soldiers abandoned the boat and landed on the shore and lined up on the shore. During the whole process, all the soldiers held their breath, and only the sound of dense footsteps and armor rubbing could be heard.

A general in armor finally got off the boat and walked in front of the three of them, gave a military salute to Fan Guang and said, "The last general, Lei Tong, has seen General Fan!"

"Brother Lei, this team is actually led by you!" Fan Guang threw a heavy fist on the man's chest with a happy face.

Lei Tong also said with a smile: "The junior brother was also sent by Lord Yu to follow Lord Yang to the south to exterminate the Haikou. I heard that I could fight under Brother Fan again this time, but the younger brother has been on the ship for the past few days!"

Fan Guang laughed, and then introduced the two sides. Yu Tianlai and Qiu Moyan learned that this Lei Tong, like Fan Guang, was a general cultivated by Yu Qian, and in his early years in the army, he had always looked forward to Fan Guang.

At the beginning, they and Zhou Huai'an divided their troops on two roads, Zhou Huai'an, who had the division as a backup, was responsible for setting up an ambush in Suzhou to encircle and suppress Zhang Zilie, and Fan Guang and the three of them were responsible for coming to Jiaxing to clean up the suspicious soldiers set up by the "Black Dragon Army". After Zhou Huai'an met Yang Yuxuan and reported everything, he was secretly transferred by Yang Yuxuan to come by waterway, only three days later than Fan Guang and others, but he had been floating on the vast Taihu Lake by boat to avoid the eyes and ears of the "Black Dragon Army".

Lei Tong had already received instructions from Yang Yuxuan to obey Fan Guang's command, and he himself had always respected Fan Guang, so after meeting and greeting, he did not hesitate to hand over the military power.

On the verge of a big war, Fan Guang did not pretend to be pretentious, and even began to deploy troops. He has been planning for tonight's battle for many days, he has long been confident, and the arrangement has been completed in just a moment, and the whole army is divided into three roads according to his order, led by himself all the way to the center, Lei Tong led all the way to the left, and the right one is to ask Yu Tian to lead. The three roads were like three giant pythons, winding in the vast night, rushing to the camp of the "Black Dragon Army" outside Jiaxing City.

In the darkest hour before dawn, all three groups rushed out of the enemy camp.

Fan Guang ignited the letter cannon prepared in advance, and a flash of fire rose into the sky and exploded into a cloud of brilliant fireworks.

The three groups of men and horses shouted loudly at the same time, like three sharp knives stabbing into the camp gate of the enemy camp and piercing towards the place of the henchman.

The shouts of killing began, and the camp of the "Black Dragon Army" was in chaos. Although there are thousands of pirates who came to Jiaxing City this time, the real elite are only Miyuki Asahara's "Pioneer Camp" and Ape Flying Sun and Moon's "Scout Camp", and the rest are just ordinary pirates. Although these people are experts in killing people and setting fires, they can only do it when they are fighting a good battle, and once the situation is unfavorable to their side, they will be led by the instinct to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage, and they will quickly collapse.

Yu Tianlai and Qiu Moyan walked side by side, the Qingying Sword and the Zimu Sword were cut when they met people, and first led the people and horses behind him to kill through the enemy and go straight to the Chinese army, and from a distance, he saw the Asahara, who was dressed in armor in the firelight, waving his double swords and shouting loudly under the embrace of a group of Japanese robbers, trying to reorganize the sea robbers who were running wolf.

"Mo Yan, you lead your troops to annihilate the remnants, and I'll deal with that widow!"

Yu Tianlai admonished, like a dragon flying through the sky and flying over the Asaha Miyuki, beckoning the "Nine Heavens Galaxy", the endless sword light turned into a silver and brilliant torrent flying down.

Miyuki Asahara, who had already seen that it was Yu Tianlai, who had seriously injured himself a few days ago and killed his die-hard subordinate Ape Fei Sun and Moon, who had led his troops into the hinterland of his Chinese army.

In a series of loud gold and iron resonances and dull energy exchanges, the two of them were stirred together with a sword and two swords, and the blade and sword qi were far away from three zhang.

Although Qiu Moyan was worried about his safety, he knew that he was not qualified to intervene in this battle at all, and if he could do it, he could only use his best to annihilate the thieves who had fallen into complete chaos.

At this time, Fan Guang and Lei Tong's two groups of men and horses arrived one after another, joined forces with Qiu Moyan, rushed left and right in the enemy camp, and killed the corpses of Haikou everywhere, and the blood flowed like a river.

The shouting and killing sound gradually weakened, and a rooster crow suddenly came from the city of Jiaxing in the distance. With the sound of chickens crowing one after another, a line of red light spit out from the whitening horizon in the distance, and then thousands of golden red rays of light erupted, and a huge red sun slowly rose from the ground.

At the moment of the rising sun, Yu Tianlai, who had already fought with Miyuki Asahara, for nearly a thousand moves, suddenly chanted loudly: "I have a lost soul and can't move, and the rooster is white in the world." The young man's heart should be in the clouds, who thinks about the cold and sits down!"

With a long groan, he stabbed flat with his sword, and the tip of the sword condensed a little scorching and flickering brilliance, and stabbed straight into the center of Asahara's eyebrows.

At this moment, he had a feeling of a style of "singing and chanting swordsmanship" to perfectly integrate the high-spirited meaning of the poems into the sword style, and then integrated with the brilliant trend of the red sun at the end of heaven and earth, filling the heaven and earth.

Miyuki Asahara's face changed sharply, and she hurriedly crossed her two knives in front of her.

A crisp sound of "ding" came, and Yu Tianlai's long sword and the opponent's double knives were closed with a touch, and slowly retracted into the sheath.

Asahara's Miyuki froze for a moment, the two knives in her hands suddenly broke together, and then a drop of blood oozed from the center of her eyebrows. Her horrified gaze then drifted, and although her body remained still, her breath had been cut off.