644 Fierce Battle of the Five Dragons

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He looked back and saw that the Wind Scar Dao Chief was slapped by the Demon Domain Red Hairpin, popping out for several meters, and finally lying on the ground.

Xiong Wei was taken aback, the Wind Scar Daoist was the head of Wudang, and with his martial arts, it was impossible to be defeated by the Red Hairpin of the Demon Domain.

Demon Hongchai's previous martial arts, she could get him done with one finger, but she didn't expect that it would only be undiminished for a while, and her martial arts were like cold-blooded, advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Quick, send the master away!" shouted the elder of the dustless road.

Several Taoist priests hurriedly escorted the head of the wind mark to retreat to the Five Dragons Palace.

"Ahh

Black and White Wuji was also knocked away by two unknown men in black, and fell heavily from mid-air and lay on the ground.

Mei Lan Zhuju Four Swords also vomited blood, and the other Taoist priests were also injured and died.

The long swords in the hands of the Taoist priests are not as strong as the flying knives of the cold-blooded and black-clothed people, only the dustless Dao chief does not use any weapons, wielding the Buddha dust is invincible like an artifact, but despite this, he is also outnumbered.

At this time, the people in black surrounded the dustless road chief.

One of the black-clothed men sneered at the Dustless Dao Leader: "I didn't expect that your so-called Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains Martial Arts is so bad at martial arts. We've beaten you to the ground with just a few samurai!"

The Dustless Dao Leader stretched out one hand, condensing the air around him to form a quick sword, and stabbed the man in the chest. I saw that the man clutched his chest and fell to the ground screaming.

The dustless Taoist leader glanced around, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, you don't dare to do it.

"Huh?" Cold-blooded looked at it and said seriously: "Give it all to me, and split this old guy alive!"

The dustless leader glared at Coldblood, took a handful of dust from the ground and held it in his hand, he waved his hand casually, and flicked the dust nAd1 (Dust stretched out all its claws towards an octopus and flew towards the cold-blooded head.

The cold-blooded dodged sideways, and the dustless dao chief put his hand away, and the dust fell in the direction again, flying towards the cold-blooded.

The cold-blooded quickly dodged again, and the dust hit a man in black in the face.

As soon as the dustless Taoist took it again, the face of the man in black seemed to have been whipped dozens of times, and his face was full of blood, and before he could scream, the person fell.

"Give it all to me!" commanded in cold blood.

Before the dustless Taoist could speak, a little Taoist priest said, "Let's go up and kill these black-clothed people!"

As soon as the words fell, the dustless road chief waved the dust, and the dust swept across the stomach of one of the black-clothed men, and four or five black-clothed people fell down instantly.

The man in black was afraid of the Buddha dust in the hands of the Dustless Dao Chief, and did not fight with the Dustless Dao Chief, and always avoided the Dustless Dao Leader to attack the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain.

Seeing it cold-bloodedly, he jumped up and hit the dustless Taoist with one palm.

The Dustless Dao Chief received a cold-blooded palm, and both of them took a few steps back.

Cold-blooded, he shook his cloak and threw out a few throwing knives.

The dust-free road chief waved the dust whisk to block the flying knife. He waved the dust again, and the flying knife stopped in the air, and as soon as he wrapped his wrist, the flying knife immediately turned around and flew towards the position where the cold-blooded station was.

Xiong Wei was stunned for a moment, these flying knives seemed to have become dust-free road leaders.

Cold-blooded was also stunned for a moment, he took a step back, took out several throwing knives, and flew towards these throwing knives one by onenAd2(

As soon as he knocked down these flying knives, the Dustless Dao Chief condensed the air again, forming an invisible sword, and struck at the cold blood.

Cold-blooded only felt as if something had been stabbed in the chest, and he took a big step back, unable to stand still.

The Demon Red Hairpin hurriedly jumped over and helped up the cold blood.

The Demon Red Hairpin took out a red projectile from his sleeve and threw it heavily on the ground.

In an instant, a stream of red smoke filled Wudang.

"Beware of poison!" shouted the Dustless Dao Chief, and the red smoke of his shout got into his lungs, and he suddenly felt a wave of nausea, dizziness, and no strength in his whole body. He hurriedly took an antidote.

There were screams in the red mist, the smoke dissipated, and the Taoist priests staggered and could not stand steadily.

"Up!" the Demon Red Hairpin ordered again.

"Push them all into that room!" cold-blooded commanded.

The people in black were even more unscrupulous at this time, directly forcing the Taoist priests to the Five Dragons Palace.

"General, the Qing soldiers are coming!" I don't know who shouted.

Xiong Wei looked back, and he didn't know when the Qing soldiers who were ambushed under the mountain also rushed up along the South Shinto Road and the West Shinto Road of Wudang Mountain, forming a flanking attack on the Five Dragons Palace from the south and west.

Cold-blooded suddenly became as excited as drinking chicken blood, and he proudly said to Xiong Wei: "Xiong Wei, one last question for you, do you want to go with me!"

Xiong Wei saw that there were Qing soldiers standing behind him in cold blood, so he suddenly rushed to the front, pointed at him with his sword and asked, "Cold blood, where did these Qing soldiers come from?"

"It doesn't matter where it comes from. "Cold-blooded" haha "laughed," the Qing soldiers are about to attack the Central Plains in a big way, these are just nAd3 ("

"Do you want to be an emperor?" Xiong Wei looked at with disdain, "You just want to be an emperor just because Nurhachi gives you a few bones to gnaw, even if you dominate the martial arts and win the world, it will only be a flash in the pan." ”

"Alas!" Cold-blooded sighed, fiddling with the nine-character knife in his hand, and looked at Xiong Wei, "If my indisputable brother doesn't die, I may not bother to fight with him." However, he waited fifteen years to be crowned crown prince, and another nineteen years to become emperor. It's a pity, I didn't have to die. ”

Xiong Wei glanced at him cold-blooded with disdain: "You really don't think of yourself as the second prince!?"

When he was talking in cold blood, Xiong Wei was also thinking in his heart:

The dispute over the national capital, before and after fifteen years, under the intervention of the Empress Dowager Cisheng, Mingshenzong finally gave in the twenty-ninth year of Wanli (1601 AD), and set up Zhu Changluo, the eldest son of the emperor who was twenty years old, as the crown prince, Zhu Changxun as the king of Fu, Zhu Changhao as the king of Rui, Zhu Changrun as the king of Hui, and Zhu Changying as the king of Gui.

In the forty-eighth year of Wanli (July 1620 AD), Mingshenzong died. In August, the crown prince Zhu Changluo took the throne of the emperor, granted amnesty to the world, and announced that the following year would be changed to Yuan Taichang. However, due to the Red Pill case, on September 26 of the first year of Taichang (the fifth watch in 1620 AD), Zhu Changluo died. Mingguangzong Zhu Changluo reigned for only one month and was Chinese New Year's Eve eight years old.

Seeing that Xiong Wei didn't speak, Cold-blooded continued: "Xiong Wei, think about it, if I don't sit on this throne, can the Zhu family find a few decent people to sit on?"

"I heard that the current little emperor doesn't understand anything, and he will only be a small carpenter all day long. If I don't make a move, this Zhu family will have the surname Donglin Dang or Wei Zhongxian. ”

Cold-blooded said that his palm circled in the air again, and continued: "Xiong Wei, I have long appreciated that you are a talent, as long as you follow me, you are under one person and above ten thousand. ”

"Phew!" Xiong Wei glanced coldly, "You are someone else's dog, what can you do to be an emperor?"

"Cold-blooded, if you don't accept it, we will beat you to death!" Xiong Wei said firmly.

Seeing Xiong Wei's face, the Demon Red Hairpin looked at it suspiciously, and asked, "Xiong Wei, you have been poisoned by me, why did you get better so quickly?"

Demon Domain Red Hairpin asked, Xiong Wei saw that the red and swollen place just now had disappeared, and his body was not itchy, but there was still some pain, in fact, he was also strange. Maybe it's the medicine that can't be grown just to cure the poison of the Red Hairpin in the Demon Domain.

He looked back at the head of the wind mark and the little Taoist priests who were howling in pain, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Taishi, you hurry up and save them, I'll be in charge here!"

Xiong Wei said and jumped to the side of the dustless Taoist leader, and whispered, "Uncle Shi, your antidote is good, I'm fine." Go and give them quickly. ”

The Dustless Daoist also looked at Xiong Wei inexplicably and said, "I myself have been poisoned, but it is useless for me to take the antidote. ”

"I'll help you over first, take a look!"

The Dustless Dao Chief also looked at the painful appearance of the head of the Wind Scar, touched his white beard, and sweated profusely on his forehead.

"Xiong Wei, it's only three things, I'll ask you one last time, do you want to go with me!" Xiong Wei didn't speak. Cold-blooded stood while watching Xiong Wei ignore his own words, and smiled coldly and said, "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the Qing soldiers all came up.

Xiong Wei brandished the divine sword, slashed and slashed desperately, and killed a bloody path, and the attacking Qing soldiers fell under Xiong Wei's sword one after another.

"Let's kill with you!" At this time, Mei Lan Zhuju jumped out with four swords.

"Good!" Xiong Wei suddenly had the hope of the god of war's opponent.

Mei Jian made the first move, cold-blooded did not put Mei Jian in his eyes at all, and a flying knife hit Mei Jian's shoulder.

Mei Jian had a flying knife stuck in his right arm, but he was desperately assassinating with his left hand.

"Let's go too!" Lan Jian and Ju Jian said at the same time, looking back at the bamboo sword.

Bamboo Sword was besieged by more than a dozen Qing soldiers, and he kept repelling the Qing soldiers who were attacking from the other side.

The Qing soldiers slaughtered the broadsword with a hideous face, and the weapon of the bamboo sword was not lethal enough under the broadsword of the Qing soldiers, so they could only protect themselves.

Xiong Wei knew that they had always been three people in a formation, and the other person was flanking behind, and now that the two had been separated, their attack power would drop.

Xiong Wei looked at them and said sincerely, "I will attack with you!"

Lan Jian and Ju Jian glanced at each other and nodded at the same time, and the three of them quickly killed the Qing soldiers.

Both sides refused to give up and did not back down, and Wudang Mountain was full of blood.

"Ahh

Mei Jian rushed over desperately, but it was too late, Bamboo Jian raised his sword with his left hand and flew over with people, stabbing a sword into the chest of a Qing soldier, and then several Qing soldiers' big knives cut off the head of Bamboo Sword.

Mei Jian also fell into the siege of the Qing soldiers, and instantly fell under the swords of several Qing soldiers. The remaining Ju Jian and Lan Jian resisted each other with their backs for a while, and they also died under the broadsword of the Qing soldiers.

The Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain were besieged by the Qing soldiers, and cold-blooded led the black-clothed men to kill the golden top.

"Not good!" Xiong Wei suddenly saw it, and cold-blooded with a group of people pushed out.

Xiong Wei knew that there was a shortcut from the Five Dragons Palace to Nanyan through the Horse Bridge, and it was directly connected to Jinding, so the cold-blooded must have known this shortcut.

Without saying a word, he hurried after him.

I saw that the cold-blooded had rushed to the Horse Bridge, and a lonely stream under the Horse Bridge was crystal clear and flowing.

Along the way, strange stones, beautiful peaks, ancient trees, strong pines, vines, strange flowers, different grasses, shrines, weasels, small squirrels, geckos......

Every time Xiong Wei walked this road, he wanted to see it, but he didn't have time to do it every time. This time, Xiong Wei is unlikely to be in the mood to watch.

Xiong Wei held the Excalibur in his hand, and swung his wrist from the inside out, sweeping over. "Whew-" Excalibur let out a roar like a dragon's groan, and it didn't stop for a long time.