"I heard you guys talking about me here, talking so happily … so I came!"
The figure on the slope opened his hand and said these words.
The disciples of the Hundred Sabers Alliance also came from all directions at this time.
The sudden change made many people speechless for a while. From afar, Su Tan 'er saw the figure throw away the rope and was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she covered her mouth and her eyes were moist. Beside her, a member of the Hundred Sabers Alliance looked at Cheng Lie and Su Boyong, who were also a little confused. "Palm, Palm Thunder?"
From this side, it looked like the figure just stood up and raised his hand to the side, and fire was shot out. At this time, the entire Ten Steps Slope was reverberating with that shocking sound. Looking at this momentum, it was really no different from the legendary Taoist supernatural power, Palm Thunder. However, those who were a little closer could more or less see a cylindrical object in Ning Yi's hand. After it was shot, sparks danced and a faint light was faintly visible.
The horse was startled and desperately flopped there. It was pulled back by a servant of the Su family, and the carriage swayed for a moment. That figure called Ning Yi was unmoved and opened his hand, saying his own words. When Ma Lin fell, someone in Ou Peng's group cried out and was about to rush forward. Just as he was about to charge forward, the glowing cylinder headed in his direction. Someone beside him suddenly pulled him back.
Jiang Jing mumbled for a while, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked around.
Originally, there were still about twenty people on his side, and they basically had a chance to break out of the encirclement. Although they might not be able to escape the shadow and threat of the Hundred Sabers Alliance, at least there was a lot of hope now. But at this time, they had already circled back into the encirclement of the Hundred Sabers Alliance.
Looking up, Ning Yi's figure was standing there, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly. These people had actually heard of or seen Ning Yi, because since a few months ago, they had already cooperated with Xi Junyu in planning these matters of the Su family. They had also investigated this son-in-law who had married into the Su family. However, at that time, it was just a feeling. When the news of the Su Clan's Great Clan Meeting was spread tonight, it was another feeling. They had yet to digest the feeling of the Great Clan Meeting, and at this moment, the weak scholar that they had misjudged had suddenly appeared in front of them in a manner that left one tongue-tied. Even after the news of the Great Clan Meeting was spread, they might not have imagined such an image.
Everything happened too quickly, so they didn't have much time to think. Kidnapping or secretly making an accident to kill Ning Liheng was the plan that Jiang Jing and Xi Junyu had set long ago. Tonight, they just happened to be the last one. They sent out four companions wearing the Su family servant clothes. The situation just now was originally urgent, but when these clues matched up, how could they not be wild with joy?
However, all of a sudden, they realized that the light in the direction of the Gate of Hope had suddenly been shut off. Combined with the feeling of astonishment after the previous four months of planning against the Wu Family was announced, as well as the power of this figure's appearance and the power of that mysterious firearm, Jiang Jing and the others were suddenly a little stunned. The burly man holding the giant shovel looked around and prepared to rush forward. Ou Peng also tightly grasped the great spear in his hand. Everyone was already injured and exhausted, but for a moment, no one rushed forward.
Because behind Ning Yi, a few Su mansion guards also drew their swords and were on guard. The disciples of the Hundred Sabers Alliance surrounded them. The burly man holding the giant shovel took a step forward, and the weapon that had faded away suddenly turned towards him. The burly man also hurriedly took a step back.
Ning Yi suddenly put down the weapon in his hand and laughed.
"I have science, and you have magic … Ha, I lied to you." His voice reverberated on the slope. "It's something I casually made. I just changed the bamboo tube into an iron tube. After putting gunpowder in it, it's no different from a second kick. It's very troublesome to fill it, and it can only fire one shot. It doesn't have a rifling accuracy, so it floats around randomly. Moreover, its effective killing range is less than three meters …"
He shook his head and said something that others could understand or not understand. In the distance, the tears in Su Tan 'er's eyes had not yet disappeared. But she felt something familiar, and with a "pfft", she laughed even more.
"Because of this, if it's not aimed at a person's head or face at close range, it's practically useless other than being very scary. This …" He turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground, and thought for a while before choosing an adjective. "This warrior was able to be hit on his first try. I have to say that his luck is very good, so I decided to name this thing 'Spray Your Face'."
He flipped his hand and threw the 'Spray Your Face' back into the curtain of the carriage. He tilted his head and said to the guard next to him, "In the future, erect a monument for them. They died because of their cheap mouths …"
At this time, the Hundred Sabers Alliance's encirclement was complete. He said these words from above, but Ou Peng and the others couldn't figure out his actual situation at all. It was also because of the old man's previous revelation and the incident just now, as well as Ning Yi's overly calm demeanor, that they didn't have much of a choice. Instead, they calmed down a little and gathered their strength to prepare for the last fight. Laughter sounded from the other side. "Haha, this must be Nephew Ning." It was Cheng Lie who walked over with a saber in hand.
"I am Ning Liheng, a bandit given by the people of Jianghu, the Bloody Hand Butcher. This is … Alliance Master Cheng? "
His voice traveled far in the night wind. Ning Yi cupped his hands in greeting and took out the flashy name to scare people. Cheng Lie was slightly stunned. The surrounding disciples of the Hundred Sabers Alliance also whispered to each other for a moment. Perhaps they were all a bit confused. They had never heard of such a famous bandit name before. Ou Peng, Jiang Jing, and the others were also stunned. They didn't expect that this Ning Liheng already had such a reputation in Jianghu. Perhaps his previous identity as a scholar was just a facade.
A scene formed in their minds. Long before he married Su Tan 'er, perhaps this Ning Yi was a member of Jianghu and had even made a name for himself in some place. He was called the Bloody Hand Butcher. Later on, when he returned home and got married, his group of people kicked an iron plate … It was also because of this that he wasn't afraid of them at all …
After a moment of shock, Cheng Lie also turned back. "Haha, this old man is Cheng Lie. Nephew Ning is indeed as the rumors say. This time, it was all thanks to nephew Ning's strategy in the Su family. With just a little trick, you've already cut off the path of these people … Ou Peng! What else do you have to say! "
Cheng Lie's voice reverberated in the night sky. Ou Peng gripped the spear in his hand tightly and slowly turned towards Ning Yi. He also looked at the corpse on the ground and said word by word, "My brother Ma Lin was injured by your strange hidden weapon. You won with an unfair advantage … Bloody Hand Butcher? Do you dare to fight with me! "
"Ma Lin … Ou Peng?" Ning Yi turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground. For a moment, his expression also became strange. After a while, he stretched out the tip of his foot and kicked the corpse on the ground. It was indeed dead, and fresh blood was dripping on the road. Ning Yi sighed and looked at Ou Peng who was holding the great spear. "Now … what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"
He had a convincing temperament to begin with. As soon as he said that, his absurd, calm, and nonchalant emotions overflowed from his words. Then, he turned his head to the carriage beside him, pulled the reins, and turned the carriage around.
"To deal with such treacherous villains, there's no need to talk about Jianghu morality … Everyone, let's fight together!"
For a moment, everyone felt that this fellow's words were very strange. Whether it was the people from the Hundred Saber Alliance or Ou Peng, in reality, they fought with others every day and fought for territory. How could there be any romantic Jianghu morality to speak of? But in the end, the meaning was still understood. It was time to fight together and end this battle — it was originally supposed to be like this. Thus, as soon as this sentence was finished, a murderous and bloody aura suddenly condensed. In the crowd, the huge man holding the iron shovel let out a roar that tore through the night sky. Following that, even more shouts like angry waves once again boiled the night sky.
"Kill —"
Cheng Lie took the lead and charged towards the center of the encirclement. His long saber pierced through the sky and slashed down like thunder. Many members of the Hundred Saber Alliance brandished their long sabers and pounced in that direction.
The carriage drove in the opposite direction. Ning Yi turned his head and looked at the crowd surrounding him. Saber light and blood light intersected. Ou Peng, who was holding a great spear, and his companions had begun their final struggle. Xi Junyu was also surrounded in the center — of course, this person was not important to him at all, so he didn't need to worry about him.
Ou Peng, Ma Lin … Aren't these people from Liangshan … His mind was filled with this matter now, it was really interesting. Although he had appeared in this scene from the beginning because these people's mouths were too bad, he could easily make them unable to escape the encirclement of the Hundred Saber Alliance and delay their time. But to be honest, after the one versus three battle in the courtyard of the Su mansion, he more or less had some confidence in his second-rate internal energy. In the previous world, he also had the experience of holding a saber and fighting with people, so this time it could be said that he came with confidence. But after hearing these two names, he suddenly felt that it was better to strategically avoid fighting for the time being.
Of course, he practiced a second-rate internal energy, and he hadn't practiced it for long, so why bother? Why bother to come and fight with famous people? Looking back at Ou Peng who risked his life to kill a wave of blood in the crowd, Ning Yi also thought about how Lin Chong, Li Kui, and Lu Zhishen would look like, how the other powerful martial artists would look like, or how the Holy Duke Fang La, who had already mobilized his troops, would look like. In the past two years, he had heard rumors that Fang La was also very powerful.
He thought of Lu Hongti again. These people's fighting style seemed to be somewhat different from Lu Hongti's. It was actually more powerful than the streets of a thousand years later, but it still couldn't compare to the iron-blooded and tragic feeling of Lu Hongti's assassination back then. Ou Peng seemed to be very powerful, especially at this moment when his life was threatened. His spear danced almost crazily, and he was invincible. Cheng Lie, who was equally powerful, was also forced to retreat for a moment. However, there seemed to be a lot of order in his movements. Ning Yi could not feel it too deeply, but he felt that it was somewhat different from the barbaric and ignorant feeling of Lu Hongti's martial arts.
At that time, she said that her martial arts had always been honed by the Liao people's battle formation, and had not had much contact with the martial artists of the Central Plains. She did not know how many moves these people could take from her, and how the top martial artists of Liangshan, such as Lin Chong and the others, or Fang La and the others, could fight against her.
Ning Yi did not care about the result of the current fight. Ou Peng led his men on a rampage on the Ten Steps Slope, but his companions were constantly decreasing. Ning Yi just watched the fight from afar, thinking about all kinds of messy things. When he turned back, he took out his binoculars and looked in the direction of Jiangning.
It seemed that a group of fire was coming from that direction. Perhaps the officials had finally responded to the fight here. Ning Yi drove the carriage, and in the midst of the fierce fighting, shouts, and roars, he turned to where Su Tan'er and Su Boyong were.
By the time the officials arrived, there should be a result of the fight here. Who cares, I'm a scientist, I don't participate in fights. He held the crude small gun, or rather, a small cannon, and thought to himself in boredom.
On the other side, the fierce fight was still going on. Here, Su Tan'er pushed her father's wheelchair, and came to greet them, surrounded by the guards. Under the night sky, in front of the Ten Steps Slope, it looked like two unrelated groups of people, the two extremes of Yin and Yang. On one side, they were performing a reunion, and on the other, they were weaving a death separation …
*****
In the past, he wanted to write a martial arts novel, in which the protagonist was almost invincible, but always liked to stand behind the crowd and shout righteously, "To deal with these evil villains, there is no need to talk about Jianghu morality with them …" Then, a group of martial arts masters would all die sullenly. ^_^
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