Even Shi Ra killed the two knife hands in front of him, and the short leader looked up at the situation on the mountain, but saw that dozens of knife hands rushed down one after another, and couldn't help but feel troubled. In less than a quarter of an hour of the scuffle, Huashan's swordsmen had already suffered dozens of casualties and nearly a hundred people, but the swordsmen relied on their absolute numerical superiority and killed four or five black-clothed people with random knives, while the other black-clothed people were more or less wounded. The difference in the proportion of casualties is staggering, but the original intention of Yue Buqun's senior brothers to accept these swordsmen was to use them to do some unimportant chores, or even as disposable consumables, and they didn't expect them to be able to defeat any strong enemies, and they didn't necessarily feel distressed when they died. On the contrary, the more than thirty black-clothed people are the backbone of the short leader sect, and before the next generation of disciples has fully grown up, each loss is directly weakening the foundation of the sect. Moreover, so far in the melee, the short leader has also found that these knife hands are not all three-legged cat kung fu, and about two or three percent of them are outlaws who are accustomed to licking blood with knives, and the martial arts moves used may not be exquisite, but they are simple and ruthless, and with rich experience in fighting, they can often hit the man in black by surprise by exchanging injuries for life, and achieve a lot of results.

Frowning, the short leader really didn't expect that so many swordsmen would gather on Huashan on weekdays, and there were almost two hundred people who showed up alone, and his heart became more and more impatient, so he shouted loudly to the nearest five or six black-clothed people beside him: "Come here, follow me to send a secret weapon together!" After that, the short leader directly took out a jujube core-shaped steel nail, and shook his hand to hit the knife hands of the follow-up source on the mountain road above.

Although the knife hands were not afraid of face-to-face battles with knives and knives, they were unable to deal with the hidden weapons released by such superior techniques, and they fell down again and again in a wail.

The short leader took out a second steel nail, and this time the five black-clothed men beside him also took out the steel nail, and several of them fired in unison, only to see the blue shadows in the sky, like a howling wind covering the swordsmen who were still rushing towards them. Even though most of them were on guard and tried their best to dodge or swing their swords to block, they also suffered heavy casualties again, and for a while they were all afraid, so they had to hesitate and slowly step forward.

Of course, the men in black did not pay a price, and when they were distracted by firing hidden weapons, two of them were slashed by the knifemen next to them, and one of them was also dismembered by the knife. Seeing this, the short leader was angry in his heart, and the little joy born from the large number of hidden weapons killing and injuring the other party dissipated in an instant, and he was about to raise his sword to kill, but he heard a coquettish shout from the mountain: "...... Didn't you wake up? Chop them up for my aunt and grandmother!"

The short leader looked up, only to see a graceful woman in red leaping from the mountain wall, seeing that the light skills are so clever, compared to the light skills of his own sect, I am afraid that it is even better! When the woman rushed to the front with forty or fifty swordsmen, the short leader recognized her at a glance, and remembered that day three years ago, when Yue Buqun defeated him with one move and gave him a great shame in his life, this beautiful woman stood beside Yue Buqun, and she must be Yue Buqun's close relatives! I haven't seen her for three years, except for her slightly plump figure, her face has not changed at all, and she is obviously burdened with superior Taoist internal skills and is quite good at staying on her face. It's just that back then, he only cared about provoking Yue Buqun, but he didn't even see that this woman was also good at martial arts, she was really too careless and lost her eyes.

"But...... It's not too late at this time," seeing the woman in red drawing her sword and attacking, the short leader sneered in his heart, "Since you can't take revenge on Yue Buqun immediately, you might as well ask for some interest on the people close to him first!"

The woman in red is Mei Niang, who happened to be invited by Ning Zhongze to live temporarily in the mountains in the past two days, and practiced martial arts and swords with Ning Zhongze every day, and slept together. Tonight, the two chatted until late, slept a little heavily, and when they were awakened by the arrows on duty at the checkpoint, they were busy dressing and carrying swords, and rushed to the post with light skills, but the True Spirit Courtyard where the head lived was in the deepest part of the house, and it was not as fast as the close swordsmen, and they rushed to the outpost in time in strict accordance with the usual training plan. Ning Zhong's martial arts skills were not as good as hers, and she was only slightly behind, but she had another task halfway through, so she went to gather people instead......

Mei Niang has practiced the Shenzhao Sutra and Liancheng Swordsmanship since she was a child, and has made good achievements in both internal and external skills, and has also walked in the rivers and lakes, and her experience and eyesight are not bad. At this time, in the face of the fierce attack of the short leader, he felt that as soon as the opponent's long sword stabbed out, it turned into a heavy sword shadow, and the tip of the sword was uncertain, like countless cold stars shooting densely. This kind of swordsmanship with a very hidden weapon style can be described as unique in the martial arts, and it is the Songfeng swordsmanship that is rumored to have evolved from the ancestor of the Qingcheng faction from the nine dozen words of "Qing" and the eighteen broken words of "City"!

Thinking of the incident three years ago, there was no need to make more temptations, Mei Niang was already sure that the masked dwarf winter melon in front of her was Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng faction!

I didn't expect that there was a lesson in defeating Yue Buqun's hands in that move, this Yu dwarf still dared to come to Huashan to spread wild, is it to see that Yue Buqun is not there, so he deceived no one in Huashan?

For a while, the crisp sound of the sword blades clashing was like rain falling on a silver plate, endlessly.

After a few moves, Mei Niang was surprised to find that she was slightly at a disadvantage when she used such a peerless sword technique as Liancheng Sword Technique, and her disadvantage was getting bigger and bigger!

In fact, swords and swords like this, without any tricks, most of them are more powerful, and the subtle moves have little effect.

There is no doubt that Yu Canghai took the Heart-Destroying Pill, endured the pain of burning his body by the yang fire, and even went mad, and he was in danger to save his life, but he almost wasted his liver and kidneys, and after paying such a heavy price, the corresponding rewards were naturally extraordinary. With his ability to skyrocket to almost double, he was even slightly better than Yue Buqun three years ago, and it was expected that he could suppress Mei Niang at this time.

After all, although the Shenzhao Sutra belongs to a first-class peerless martial arts, profound and mysterious, but in the end, what is cultivated is pure yang true qi, and the woman's physique is yin. Therefore, even though Mei Niang has been practicing the Divine Sutra for 20 years, in terms of skill, she is only slightly stronger than the average first-class master, and she is only a big winner in the essence of true qi!

After more than ten moves, Yu Canghai's advantage has expanded a little, but he is also unable to win quickly, and in the surrounding melee, Huashan's numerical advantage has gradually exerted its power, dividing the invaders into more or less five or six pieces, besieging them in groups, on the contrary, the people in black have been fighting non-stop until this moment, and their strength is really consumed, and the power of the shot will inevitably begin to decline, and the casualty rate will be greatly accelerated.

Seeing that the situation on his side was unfavorable, Yu Canghai couldn't help but feel anxious, knowing that he couldn't win with swordsmanship, his mind turned, and he quietly received his empty left hand behind him, secretly accumulating internal strength, and when the dark point in his palm floated, trembling slightly, he took advantage of the moment when the two of them's long swords slashed again, and struck at Mei Niang's door like lightning.

Seeing this, Mei Niang snorted a disdainful sneer, and her left palm, which had already been secretly guarded, immediately attacked without hesitation. The heart-destroying palm of the Qingcheng faction is famous in the rivers and lakes, Mei Niang has heard of it more than once, of course, it is not a good reputation of invincible miraculousness, but a vicious and ruthless notoriety. Moreover, Mei Niang had seen Yu Canghai's heart-destroying palm three years ago, although she quietly ate turtles under Yue Buqun's hands, she failed to show her due power. But Mei Niang is quite self-aware, knowing that her martial arts are far inferior to Yue Buqun, and she can't dissolve the heart-destroying palm power as lightly as Yue Buqun, so she has to keep an extra eye.

Boom......

Before the palms of the two of them were connected, the muffled sound of the collision of the palms and the wind had already shook the branches of the trees and the snow fell one after another, and the two of them took three steps back together.

Yu Canghai's face was gloomy, and he looked at Mei Niang's eyes with inexplicable surprise. With his left palm behind him, he trembled slightly. He clearly felt that at the moment when he had just met his palms, the other party's palm contained a pure and thick yang and harmonious power, which not only firmly blocked his cold and vicious heart-destroying palm power, but also faintly counterattacked back a bit of strength, invading the meridians in his palm. At first glance, this strength was only slightly warm, but the whole palm was flushed, and the green tendons on the back of the hand were bulging, and Yu Canghai was told that this strength was blazing and abnormal. Fortunately, his skill was better than Mei Niang's, and he used the Yin and Cold True Power of the Heart-destroying Palm with all his might, and in a few breaths, he dissolved this Yang and Strength, and the palm returned to a dull color.

In comparison, Mei Niang is not so comfortable, at this time Zheng E frowned at his left palm, although there is no abnormality on the surface, it is still as white as jade, but there are wisps of yin poisonous energy in the palm meridians like the gangrene of the appendage, even though Mei Niang's divine light is very pure, but it is also very slow to get rid of it, and it took more than ten breaths to completely clear it.

Originally, the pure yang true qi cultivated according to the Shenzhao Sutra was the most restrained from the yin poisonous internal strength such as the Heart Destroying Palm, and even those with profound skills could also rebound the opponent's yin poisonous palm power the moment the palm power of the two sides touched, making it eat the bitter fruit. But Mei Niang's skill is inferior to Yu Canghai's strength, and she can't even completely prevent the heart-destroying palm power, let alone rebound? Just now, she just relied on the purity of the internal force of the Divine Illumination Sutra to greatly defeat Yu Canghai's Qingxuan Jin, slightly breaking through the true qi in Yu Canghai's palm, and invading a few wisps of Divine Illumination True Qi!

The heart-destroying palm that was determined to win was unexpectedly invalid, Yu Canghai's face was cold, and he was about to continue to draw his sword, in order to take down Mei Niang as soon as possible, but he couldn't prevent two screams from his side. He turned his head to look, just in time to see the two men in black under him being slashed to the ground with random knives, and he couldn't help but twitch in his heart. A quick glance around revealed that more than 30 of his men had already suffered one-third of the casualties, and the situation was getting worse and worse.

At this moment, three mournful whistles came from the mountain: "Woo...... Woo...... Woo!" seems to be some kind of signal.

Yu Canghai was stunned for a moment, but more than 100 Huashan swordsmen did not hesitate to withdraw their swords and fight, and retreated towards the mountain like a tide.

Seeing this, although it was not clear what kind of demon moths the Huashan faction was engaged in, and they actually gave up the advantage of gaining the upper hand, a group of black-clothed people still instinctively gathered around Yu Canghai, formed a circle, and held their swords on guard.

Swish...... Squeak squeak......

The tense sound of the bowstring opening rang out in unison, and Yu Canghai's eyes shrank fiercely when he looked at the mountain, only to see fifty or sixty archers suddenly flash out behind the swordsmen who had just retreated, all of them with bows and arrows, aiming at them condescendingly.

The bow is like a full moon, the arrow is like a cold star, and for a while, the faces of all the people in black have changed greatly, although they are hidden under the face towel and have never shown timidity in front of each other, but their eyes are more or less jealous.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes, no matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of an inch! What they are talking about is bows and arrows, crossbow arrows, and under the fire of ten thousand arrows, even if there are such otherworldly peerless martial arts as Bodhidharma, sweeping monks, and Zhang Sanfeng, they can only be gloomy and hateful. Of course, it is necessary for a well-trained army to line up and fire a salvo with a strong bow and crossbow, otherwise the arrow is not accurate, the strength is insufficient or uneven, and in a short period of time, it will be helpless to be a real martial arts master and be used by him to escape from the range of the arrow.

With Yu Canghai's current skills, he is already not afraid of the salvo of dozens of ordinary archers, and he only needs to use his full strength to use the Shadowless Phantom Foot, and he can quickly escape, but the black-clothed men under him can't.

Yu Canghai knew that the archers were condescending and occupied, and the mountain roads were narrow and rugged, which was not conducive to their retreat, as long as the opponent fired one or two volleys, most of the black-clothed men under his command would probably have to fall......