Chapter Forty-Eight: The Wind Slasher!
"Chase! Don't let them run!"
The rest of the people all rolled over their horses and chased after the blood cloud thieves who were gradually moving away in the distance.
"Kill all these people who have lost their conscience!"
There was a cold light in the eyes of all the soldiers, the blood cloud thieves had recently committed crimes around Fengyue City, killing people and digging out their hearts, regardless of men, women and children, it can be said that everyone was punished, at this time there was a chance to exterminate the blood cloud thieves, and many soldiers were holding back their strength.
Hundreds of soldiers, including Tang Jie, quickly drove their horses to chase after the Blood Cloud Thieves.
"Here we are...... There are not many people, only about 100 people!"
The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man glanced back at Dao and saw a group of soldiers from Fengyue City chasing after him.
"100 people? hehe...... These strong soldiers/warriors' hearts are the most valuable, speed up and go to the front to deal with them!"
The leader of the Blood Cloud Thieves, the wild man with a disheveled head, licked his scarlet lips and laughed.
The Blood Cloud Thieves are very cunning, they can predict in advance whether there is an ambush, if the number of enemies is large, they will flee without a fight, and if the number of enemies is small, they will choose to fight, so this time Sun Tielong will only choose to select a hundred elite soldiers to ambush here.
The Blood Cloud Thieves galloped their horses all the way, and after a few moments, they burrowed into a dark wood.
Sun Tielong and the others chased them out of the woods, it was already night, and the woods were pitch black, and the weeds were chaotic, like a ghost.
"Master Sun...... What should I do? Do you want to go in?" said a soldier with a worried face, the black in the woods could not be seen, and the blood cloud thieves were ready to fight them in this woods.
"Get off the horse and light the torch in!" Sun Tielong gritted his teeth and finally made a decision, unwilling to give up.
The soldiers immediately lit their torches and dismounted and entered the woods.
This forest is not suitable for horseback riding, as for the torch will reveal the whereabouts of yourself and others, but if you do not light a torch into the woods, your eyes are black, and there are many people, and it is easy to hit your teammates if you are not careful.
"Click!"
The group dispersed and slowly marched through the woods, each of them muffling their footsteps, except for the sound of their soles accidentally stepping on the dead branches in the woods.
Tang Jie was not careless, he looked at the six roads, and then his ears suddenly moved slightly, and he heard the sound of breaking the sky in the distance!
"Poof!"
A soldier fell to the ground screaming, a thin needle pierced in his face, the tail of which was still trembling.
"You...... Are you alright?"
"Hurry! over there!"
Suddenly, the screams of a group of soldiers rang out in the woods.
"Pain...... It hurts!"
The soldier was hit by a needle in the face, and kept screaming, and in a short time, the place where the needle was in his face became black, and the flesh and blood on his face began to fester, and everyone who watched this scene was chilled.
The silver needle is quenched with poison, and not only what kind of poison is it, but the muscles of the middle one will festered quickly, which is very vicious!
A group of soldiers quickly chased behind a large tree, and the person who shot the poison needle was a man with short hair, who was a member of the Blood Cloud Thieves, and he blew out the poison needle and injured a soldier, and he did not love to fight, but turned and fled.
"Brute!
Wang Shan, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, roared angrily, he was a master invited by Sun Tielong, he had cultivated the Iron Sand Palm for decades, and his internal strength was also extremely profound, with the level of almost a super-first-class martial artist, and his light skills were not weak, galloping in the woods, and quickly caught up with the short-haired man of the Blood Cloud Thief, and a palm against his vest was a palm blast!
The thick calluses on the palm of the palm that is wider than ordinary people are densely covered, and the palm hit is powerful and heavy, and there is a sound of breaking the air, and being hit by his palm is definitely no less than being hit by a hammer!
"Bang!"
The short-haired man turned around like lightning, punched out, and hit Wang Shan's iron palm, the fists collided, and a firecracker-like explosion sounded in the air, and the short-haired man was beaten by the strength of this palm and took three steps back.
But Wang Shan had a look of pain on his face, and he glared at the short-haired man angrily: "You despicable villain!"
There was a silver needle between the fingers of the short-haired man, and the silver needle that had just collided stabbed Wang Shan's palm, even if he was a martial arts expert, it was difficult to cultivate to the point where his body could compete with iron weapons.
The silver needles were quenched with poison, and one of Wang Shan's palms quickly turned black, and the muscles began to fester.
The short-haired man smiled: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, you are stupid!"
"Puff puff!"
And in the darkness of the woods, crossbow arrows shot out, aimed at the soldiers with torches.
Suddenly, in a series of screams, each crossbow arrow hit the target almost accurately, and a dozen or so soldiers were hit by arrows, staggered back, and the torches in their hands were unstable, and fell to the ground, making the light in the woods darken, and the firelight reflected a pitch-black shadow, like a devil.
Many soldiers wanted to pursue the members of the Blood Cloud Thieves, but the members of these Blood Cloud Thieves were like beasts in this dark forest, not affected by the darkness at all, flexible and terrifying, and those who pursued them were easily killed!
At the beginning of the battle, this group of soldiers suffered a head-on blow, and although the group of Blood Cloud Thieves was small, they were all elites!
"Bell!"
An elegant man with a folding fan flew an arrow aimed at him with a folding fan, glaring angrily at a fleeting figure in the dark woods in the distance, and he said angrily: "A group of cowards!
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the depths of the woods for a long time, and a rough and loud voice sounded: "Good!"
In the stunned eyes of everyone, a group of figures stepped out from the woods in the distance, it was a group of Blood Cloud Thieves, and they actually appeared.
A group of soldiers all clenched the weapons in their hands, staring closely at the group of blood cloud thieves opposite, the eyes of the blood cloud thieves were actually emitting a faint blood light in the dark, which was extremely terrifying, as if this was not a group of people at all!
"Come on, come up and die!"
A bearded man with a giant axe stepped forward and smiled.
The rest of the Blood Cloud Thieves were all standing with their hands in their hands, with a playful smile on their faces, and they had no intention of interfering.
The soldiers looked at each other, and the other party seemed to be inviting battle.
"I'll kill him!"
Tang Jie was about to walk out of the crowd, but he had just taken a step, and on his left side, a tall and thin man had already rushed out first.
"Blood Cloud Thief, let me cut the wind and sword king Feng will meet you!"
This thin and tall Wang Feng shouted, Tang Jie recognized him, he was one of the first-class martial artists that Sun Tielong was looking for, and he was also the backbone of dealing with the Blood Cloud Thieves.
"Snort!"
Wang Feng approached the blood cloud thief's beard, the long knife in his hand waved, and a series of breaking sounds sounded in the air, and several sword lights were actually cut out in an instant, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish the trajectory of Wang Feng's knife.
This Wang Feng's sword skills are quite clever, and after thirty or forty years of hard work, he can be ranked among the first-class martial artists!
However......
"Give me death!"
The bearded man roared angrily, and the axe in his hand slashed down angrily, completely ignoring the sword light that slashed at his body, and looked like he was fighting for his life!
Wang Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect that the other party had no intention of defending at all, but wanted to fight with him to the end, if he continued to attack, the result would be death together!
"Maniac!"
Wang Feng secretly scolded angrily, he obviously didn't want to die with the beard, poured his strength into his arms, changed the angle of the knife, and slashed the handle of the axe from the bottom up, ready to open it, and then take advantage of the situation to disembowel the beard.
"Bell!"
However, Wang Feng's condensed internal strength slashed on the handle of the axe, as the imaginary scene of the axe was opened, and he did not find it, his blade hit the axe handle, making a violent sound of gold and iron, and the internal strength attached to the blade was scattered, and his hands were numb!
It's as if the person wielding the axe on the other side is not a human, but a demon beast!
"It's not good...... Wang Feng's heart tightened, his pupils contracted, and he realized that something was wrong.
"Poof!"
In the stunned eyes of all the soldiers, the giant axe, which weighed at least nearly 100 catties, did not hinder it in the slightest, and cut down, and Wang Feng's body was split from the middle by an axe!
"Poof!"
Wang Feng's body split in half fell to both sides, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.
"Who else is going to come up and die?" the bearded man's eyes flashed bloodshot, revealing his mouth full of bright fangs, and he laughed solemnly, and the laughter echoed through the woods, making people shudder!