Chapter 380: Ancestral Hall Dogfight (3)
Although everyone knew that entering the inside of the ancestral hall was the intention of the giant crossbowmen on the street opposite the pit, they had to do so in order to survive temporarily. The two opposing sides www.biquge.info, who had been fighting for life and death in the past, have now not only abandoned their respective missions, but have come together to discuss countermeasures.
"If the giant crossbows around it attack the ancestral hall together, it will not take half an hour for the ancestral hall to be destroyed. ”
"At present, the only hiding place can only be a secret room with a few mountain climbs. ”
At the critical juncture of life, no one is willing to deliberately hide the so-called secret for the master behind him. Especially on Lang Qingjiang's side, no one would have imagined that Liu Shiqing would be so vicious.
"Who's in the key?"
What made Wu Zheng strange was that in the face of Lang Qingjiang's questioning, no one answered. Even if Song Wang Gu is subordinates didn't have the key to the secret room, so what did they come to do? Is it just to prevent Liu Shiqing's side from succeeding? And the person who really holds the key hasn't arrived yet?
Facing the scene in front of him, Wu Zheng couldn't help but think of the words "before midnight" in the handwriting on the note that Liu Ruyan gave him. Before midnight it can be daytime, evening, and of course now. And most people take it for granted that before the middle of the night is the time before the sub-hour, and it is now.
If he really followed his habitual thinking, what would happen when this time came? If his cultivation had not made great progress after waking up from a heavy blow, would he have been forced to hide in the ancestral hall of the Zhou Mansion like Lang Qingjiang?
There should be no doubt about this, even after his cultivation is improved now, Wu Zheng still won't risk rushing out alone to be a live target for several giant crossbows on the surrounding streets. In this case, he will naturally take out the key, open the door of the secret room, and squeeze in with the others.
So what happens next?
Does Liu Ruyan really want to give the key to herself, or does she think of herself as a person who delivers the key?
If it is the latter, among the dozen or so people in the ancestral hall at present, who is the one who Liu Ruyan wants to let him enter the secret room and get the silver ticket in the wooden box?
There is no time for Wu Zheng to figure it out, and even if he has time, it will be difficult for Wu Zheng to figure out these problems without waiting until the end.
Just after a dozen people were forced to enter the ancestral hall, the giant crossbows on the surrounding streets also stopped for a short time. But this short pause feels more like a prey waiting to emerge on its own.
Wu Zheng was still standing quietly on the roof, and it was impossible for Liu Shiqing's men and horses outside the pit around him not to see him.
"It's better to smash it open. ”
When there was a thumping sound in the ancestral hall, the giant crossbow also began to attack again. First, the creaking sound of strings went straight to the bottom of people's hearts. Immediately, the giant crossbow turned its direction at the same time, and all of them were aimed at Wu Zheng on the roof. Front and back, left and right, all sealed to death.
It's just that Wu Zheng still didn't move, his eyes were still looking in the direction of the ancestral hall, as if he hadn't noticed the giant crossbow aimed at him.
Whoosh, as the first crossbow arrow as thick as a child's arm was shot, Wu Zheng also moved instantly. First, the toes hit the roof hard, and after the person immediately rose into the air, he bent his knees and leaned back, his body just stretched horizontally in the air, and the first crossbow arrow arrived, almost grazing Wu Zheng's back and waist and flying over.
Whoosh, when the second crossbow arrow came, Wu Zheng just completed the big flip in the air, turning into a posture under his head and feet, and the crossbow arrow as thick as a child's arm happened to pass through the middle of his legs.
Whoosh, the next three crossbow arrows hit Wu Zheng's head, chest and abdomen. Because Wu Zheng's body was falling rapidly, when the crossbow arrow was close, if Wu Zheng couldn't dodge, he would inevitably be hit by an arrow in the head and abdomen at the same time. Not to mention that two arrows hit together, even one arrow will make Wu Zheng's bones incomplete.
I saw Wu Zheng press down with both palms, and slapped his palm on the roof that was still about a foot away above his head. With the help of the rebound, the body not only did not continue to fall, but bounced up two feet high. As a result, the three crossbow arrows that flew in, only the one aimed at his abdomen was still threatening, and it was facing Wu Zheng's chest. And Wu Zheng had already taken out the Lingyun Sword and used the tip of the sword to accurately point on the tip of the crossbow arrow flying towards his chest.
With the sharpness of the Lingyun Sword and the true qi imported by Wu Zheng, the crossbow arrow as thick as a child's arm was suddenly split in two. And Wu Zheng's body just took advantage of the inertia brought by the crossbow arrow, and quickly retreated backwards.
Originally, Wu Zheng was standing on the door facing the ancestral hall, but after completing the air flip, he naturally turned his back to the ancestral hall. Therefore, at this time, with the help of the inertia of the crossbow arrow, Wu Zheng happened to rush diagonally towards the ancestral hall behind him with his head and feet.
Like a shadow, the crossbow arrows around him always tracked Wu Zheng's body that was still in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow strength. However, through the Lingyun Sword in his hand, Wu Zheng could always borrow strength from the crossbow arrows that passed by, not only keeping his body in the air all the time, but also still flying towards the ancestral hall. However, Wu Zheng never turned his body.
It's not that Wu Zheng doesn't want to, it's not okay.
The reason why he didn't move in the face of the ancestral hall just now was because a slender and familiar figure attracted Wu Zheng. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed on the roof and given the giant crossbow in the surrounding streets a chance to be a live target.
That slender black shadow was seen once on the wall of the Ling Mansion in Jinling for the first time, and then encountered it twice in succession in the dilapidated courtyard near the six-fingered divine doctor's house in Sihui County, that is, the small courtyard for Gu Luan's injuries. To this day, Wu Zheng can still remember the wisp of fragrant fragrance that the person left in the bed.
When it is not clear whether it is friend or foe, especially at this critical juncture, Wu Zheng does not dare to take risks. So, while concentrating on the crossbow bolts that were fired at him, he kept an eye out for the whereabouts of the slender black shadow that had just flashed on the roof of the ancestral hall.
In less than a breath, Wu Zheng had already retreated to the eaves of the ancestral hall, without jumping, his knees were slightly bent, his body was flipped, and he was already standing firmly on the roof.
Xu saw that more than a dozen crossbow arrows did not hurt Wu Zheng in the slightest, and at this time, the crossbow arrows shot from all sides were no longer only aimed at Wu Zheng, but began to attack the ancestral hall.
Puff--puff.
Almost every arrow shot a large hole in the wall of the ancestral hall, and then a small section of the wall collapsed. knew that the ancestral hall would not last long, but the dozen or so people inside couldn't think of any other way, so they could only work together to continue to smash the keyhole at the entrance of the secret room.
And Wu Zheng didn't have time to pay attention to the situation in the ancestral hall, Wu Zheng, who had turned around at this time, was staring at the slender figure standing on the ridge at the back of the ancestral hall. Even though it was in the dark of night, I could still feel that the other party was not hostile. (To be continued.) )