Chapter Ninety-Four: The First Victory in the Battle

Leng Sha's eyebrows trembled slightly, stroked his chest, coughed for a while, and then sneered: "Didn't you set up a plan to let Master Kunshan step into a trap, bear grievances, and be speechless, then maybe!"

Leng Yan laughed out loud after hearing this, only to shake the firelight, the bamboo shadows moved, and said loudly: "I'm a waste now, since you don't want to believe me, then it's better to beat me to death with one palm!" Although his tendons and muscles were broken, his internal strength was not lost at all, and he deliberately pretended to have no distractions at this time, and regarded death as home, which made Leng Sha's heart suspicious. What's more, when these two sentences came out, everyone's ears were buzzing, and their eyes were dark, only to find that the tongue of fire on the periphery was unstable for a while. It shows that he is bright and upright, mighty and unyielding. The white-clothed scholar frowned slightly, shook his head, and felt a pang in his heart: "This cold flame is really treacherous, it seems that I have to help Leng Sha!" As he spoke, he slapped the folding fan and whispered to a blue-robed guard behind him.

Leng Sha's face was melancholy, pacing back and forth with steps, and his heart was obviously fighting fiercely. Under the dim light and shadow, I saw Mo Xuanxuan's eyes full of solemnity, and the sleeping Arhat's heart couldn't help sinking, he glanced at Leng Sha, and said, "Sha'er, don't you think this story is very weird?"

"Hehe, if it is really the Kunshan master who assassinated Leng Ling in the secret room, then how can the six doors of the imperial court sit idly by, according to the laws of the imperial court, it is necessary to take the Kunshan master into custody! You keep accusing the Kunshan master, where he is now, whether he is dead or alive, we never know, you can talk nonsense!" Sleeping Arhat said and sighed deeply, "I'm afraid that the Kunshan master has already fallen into the calculations of you and Tulan!" Mo Xuanxuan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard his words, and said: "Daddy's life and death are difficult to know right now." The most important thing now is to take Leng Yan into custody for the time being, and we will interrogate him later. Now the little bug is wrestling with that group of bad guys, Leng Sha hurried over to help the little bug, and Master Sleeping Arhat and I are watching him!"

"Okay! I'll go first!" Leng Sha said as he took two steps back, then straightened up and flew towards a group of samurai on the periphery.

The reckless ice silkworm was now wrestling with a short, fat man in gray. The blade in the man's hand was a soft long whip, and when he swung it, a fierce force was born on the whip, shaking the green bamboo everywhere around his body.

Suddenly, I saw that Humpty Dumpty's soft whip was spinning, and he actually rolled up an iron and eyebrow stick in the hand of a warrior monk, and with a "crackle" sound, the whip tail and the iron rod stirred with each other, and the momentum was amazing. The fat man's arm flicked, and the iron rod hit the fat body of the reckless ice silkworm, and the wind was strong and thunderous. The reckless ice silkworm was not afraid at all, and quickly stretched out its right wing to touch, and with a "bang", the fat man's mouth was numb, and the two blades fell to the ground with a long choke. When he was stunned for a moment, his heart had been swept by the iron wings of the reckless ice silkworm, and the blood spurted wildly, and he fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the fire flickered, and everyone felt that their eyes were bright. But a man threw a torch on the ground before he died, and a dry bush branch on the ground immediately ignited a fire. The cold sand banner waved, the body was agile, and he slashed two warriors in a row, and he couldn't help but roar, standing up, dancing the flag, and rushing straight to the warriors with a shocked look. Fang Cailu has been fighting for a long time, and many of the samurai of the White Sun Law Sect have long been dead and wounded. Many masters either died in the hands of the sleeping Arhat and the giant spirit monk, or died under the huge crushing and exquisite offensive of the reckless ice silkworm.

The rest of the Yunzhu Temple monks were all in high spirits, and these kind and simple men suddenly felt a hot heroic spirit surging in their bodies, and their arms holding the ring knife and iron rod were particularly powerful, and they screamed and fought to the death. Seeing that the White Sun Dharma Sect was becoming more and more defeated and almost defeated, all the warrior monks became angry in unison, wielding weapons such as knives and hoes, and pickaxes became even more ferocious.

The night on the horizon slowly and silently covered the earth, and a few remnant stars in the sky were wrapped in a thin cloud, and I could vaguely see the dark mountains on all sides. The dense wild forest was as black as splashed with ink. In the mountains, only the whining of the wind and the pine waves and the shouts of the crowd were heard.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Let's retreat for the time being, now that the defeat is decided, let's break out quickly!" The roar was abrupt, like a thunderbolt. The remaining ten or so warriors were shocked, and when they looked up, they saw that a black-robed man had already rushed to the front of the mountain road, shouting at the samurai of the White Sun Sect. When all the warriors saw the big man, they roared in unison, and they all retreated behind him, and they resisted and retreated quickly. Now that the leader, deputy leader, and deacon of the White Sun Dharma Sect have all died tragically, and no matter how much resistance is in vain, the black-robed man raised his arms and shouted, and they responded one after another.

Leng Sha had jumped close at this time, the sword flag was wrong, and he stared at the black-robed man standing on the swarthy dense forest mountain road, and said angrily: "Do you want to retreat with your whole body after killing someone?" At this time, the reckless ice silkworm also swam over, shouting at the black-robed man "Jiang Ang" and "Jiang Ang".

The black-robed man's eyes were cold, and Sen Ran smiled: "Hmph, since that's the case, then let me teach your Excellency's tricks! See if you can stop me!" After speaking, he raised his sword and rushed straight towards the cold sand. He pounced so fast that the sharp blade actually swung up a string of clear light, stabbing continuously.

Before Leng Sha could make a move, the reckless ice silkworm reflexively made a move "and the lotus", and a pair of iron wings struck out in unison, but it was the last to come first. The black-robed man didn't expect it to suddenly drag out such a dangerous move, and retreated in a hurry, but he was still half a step slower. In the flash of blue light, the sideburns on the big man's cheeks flew randomly, and a string of braids was also cut off by the wings of the reckless ice silkworm, and under the unkempt hair, a pale face with a frightened face appeared.

As soon as the reckless ice silkworm struck a blow, its body perched like a shadow, stabbing the opponent's three vital points with its iron wings and three thorns. When the black-robed man was in a hurry, he suddenly heard the sound of whirring on the left, and his heart suddenly cried bitterly, it turned out that the three thorns were just a trick to lure the enemy, and he suddenly felt another strong wind hitting the face in the oblique thorns, but it was the reckless ice silkworm swept with his left wing.

However, although the black-robed man was not shocked, the tiger's waist twisted, and he turned away in a moment, seeing that the big man took advantage of the situation to escape, Leng Sha couldn't help but secretly scream that it was a pity.

At this moment, the reckless ice silkworm followed step by step, and the iron wings danced like a strong wind, and the black-robed man couldn't imagine that the body of this fat insect was so flexible! In the roar of the big man, the long sword swept across the iron wings of the reckless ice silkworm, and sparks flew everywhere, shaking his arms and bones, and the breath in his chest and abdomen was unstable, and his body seemed not to be his own. With a "snort", before the big man had time to think about it, the reckless ice silkworm had already cut a deep blood groove on the big man's neck.