Hammer of the Craftsman

Nangong Weiman looked at the visitor carefully and couldn't help but be taken aback.

The man who came was a foot tall, bald and without a hat. He was naked, wearing only a large blue trouser underneath, and a large leather belt one foot wide was tied around his waist, and the large belt was densely covered with copper nails. There are two fan-like big feet bare, and the muscles all over her body are pimples, like knives and axes, with sharp edges and corners.

The comparison between the two is really dwarfed. One is an iron King Kong and a bronze Arhat. One is the meat mound of the pressed horse, the rice bag in the wine bag.

Nangong Wei said angrily: "Big man, who are you, why did you attack your son-in-law?"

Dahan didn't answer, and a copper hammer danced like a fly, smashing towards Nangong Weiman. Nangong Weiman is good at hard qigong and is not good at light qigong. He is obese, although his hand is like electricity, but the movement of his body is very clumsy, compared to his younger brother Nangong Xuanyun, it can be said that it is thousands of miles behind. The worst thing is that the opponent is tall and has long arms, and he is short (in comparison), he can't get close to the opponent within three feet of his strength.

The big man in front of him had a hundred catties of copper hammer in his hand, and he could move no less than a thousand catties. Although he has miraculous power to protect his body, he is the blood of his father and mother after all, and he is flesh and blood. How can it withstand such force. Even if he is a piece of iron and stone, he is afraid that he will be smashed to pieces in the face of such a strong opponent. When Nangong Weiman was dodging left and right, he suddenly found that the dust was rising behind him, and Zhiyue, Lin Daohong and others rushed over one after another.

Nangong Weiman's heart was even more anxious, and he didn't pay attention, and the copper hammer swept sideways towards his chest. At this time, Nangong Weiman was already unable to hide, and there was no way to avoid it. He shouted loudly, his legs were an inch into the ground, and his palms slapped the head of the brass hammer.

only heard a muffled sound of "bang", Nangong Weiman was smashed by the copper hammer and flew out of the way, landing in the grass on the side of the road and missing his whereabouts.

Dahan still wanted to step forward to see if Nangong Weiman was dead, Lin Daohong and others had already arrived.

I saw Zhiyue carrying Lin Daohong, Ding Manlou and others to the front of the big man, and said loudly: "Hong Mengkui, hurry up!"

Hong Mengkui was stunned for a moment, and then Lian Hongkui, who was not far away, said, "Old eight, it's almost gone." ”

Lin Daohong was also stunned, he stepped forward a few steps forward and came to Lian Hongkui, and found that Lian Hongkui's face was like ashes, like a dead man. Lin Daohong, Wei Chenggong and others couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts.

Hong Mengkui threw away the sledgehammer, helped Lian Hongkui up, and called softly: "Old eight, old eight." ”

Lian Hongkui suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at everyone and forced a smile: "We meet again!"

Lin Daohong glanced behind him, the dust and sand rippled in the distance, and the pure pursuers were about to arrive.

Lin Daohong said to Hong Mengkui: "With the soul on your back, let's retreat quickly!"

Lin Daohong was just about to get up, but Lian Hongkui shook his head vigorously and said, "I can't do it anymore." Don't drag the other brothers down any longer. Give me a good time, so that I don't have too much pain. ”

Lian Hongkui looked at Lin Daohong, his eyes were earnest, and his eyes were shining.

Lin Daohong gently raised the sword and shook it a few times, but he still couldn't bear to start. Seeing that Hong Mengkui was about to bend down and pick up Lian Hongkui, Lian Hongkui rose up with might, his chest straightened, and he faced Xiao Lian Sword. The night practice sword instantly pierced Lian Hongkui's front heart, and gurgling blood spurted out along the sword body of the night practice sword.

Everyone's hearts were tight, and Hong Mengkui was even more stunned on the spot.

Lin Daohong gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword. said to Hong Mengkui: "Carry him on your back, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave quickly." ”

Hong Mengkui shook his head: "You take the body of the eighth child first, and I will be cut off here!"

Lin Daohong said a little anxiously: "That Princess Chunyu has outstanding martial arts, and her subordinates are as skilled as clouds. Mengkui, you alone can stop these hundreds of officers and soldiers. ”

Hong Mengkui smiled slightly: "Dao Chief, just rest assured." I'm not going to go toe-to-toe with them. Let's go!"

Lin Daohong sighed and ordered one of his subordinates to lay the body of Suo Soul on the back of a horse, and then everyone beat their horses and headed west.

Hong Mengkui saw everyone go away. He carried the copper hammer to the top of the mountain by the official road.

Soon after, the dust rose in the east, and the princess Chunyu led the official army Pegasus to arrive. Outside the Chu Mansion, the pure sword killed the ghost and sentenced Tong Xiaotian, and he planned to chase Chu Jinglian immediately. But when she looked back, she found that the officers and soldiers had really suffered heavy casualties, and there were now less than 400 of the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers left, and they were also killed by the troops of the Qingtian Pavilion and fled. Moreover, Murong Changqing, Shangguan Yunfei, and Zhuge Qingyi all suffered multiple sword wounds. Even Antarctica and the others were drenched in blood and grinning.

He Wenqiao suggested to Chunfu that he first send someone to inform the Kangxi Emperor in Yangzhou Prefecture, settle the seriously injured soldiers in a farm not far from Chu Mansion, and find a nearby doctor to bandage and treat the soldiers. Finally, the township security was notified to let the people come to Chu Mansion to extinguish the fire. When everything stopped, Chun Yu gathered the remaining more than 400 officers and soldiers, and quickly chased Chu Jinglian westward.

When Chun Yu came to the narrow mouth of the mountain road, suddenly there was a thunderous sound overhead. This can scare Chun Yu and the official names behind him. Chun Yu hurriedly reined in his horse's head and led the officers and soldiers to retreat.

On the hills on both sides of the official road, dozens of large trees with the thickness of basins and branches and leaves rumbled down. After a while, dozens of boulders the size of millstones rolled down the mountain. The boulder smashed on the trunk and branches of the tree, and the official road was killed in an instant.

Chun Yu looked up at the hill on the left, and saw several people holding torches in their hands and throwing them at the big tree in the middle of the official road. For a time, the official road was in flames, and the officers and soldiers behind Chun Yu retreated again.

Chun Xing's eyes rolled round, and he shouted angrily: "Attack the mountain for me!"

He Wenwan hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Her Royal Highness the princess is angry, I have been fighting for two nights, and the soldiers are tired." Even if a man is not afraid of war, the horse is powerless. This mountain is so high, it's really impossible to catch up!"

Chun Yu looked back at the cavalry behind him, only to find that all the gray faces were not right. The horses under the cavalry also trembled with their legs, and it was indeed very difficult to chase them up the mountain.

Chun Qi's face sank like water: "Could it be that we can't watch this gang of traitors escape?"

He Wenqiao said: "I'll wait here to rest for a while, and when the fire on the official road is extinguished, I'll not be too late to chase after it." ”

Chun Yu nodded a little unwillingly: "It seems that I have to take a rest here now." ”

Through the raging flames of the official road, Chun Xuan seemed to see Chu Jinglian still galloping west across his horse.

Chu Jinglian was indeed still speeding on the official road, and Zhao Yushan followed closely behind him. I don't know how long later, there was a melodious sound of the piano in front of me, and then an empty flute sound sounded along with the sound of the piano.