Under the moonlight, flames, glints of knives, and fresh blood spread.
In the early morning of the 11th of February, the sounds of battle could be heard from the mountain ridge known as Siping Hill. At this time, the battle cries in the mountain ridge, which was filled with the faint smell of blood, had gradually lessened. This was because the focus of the battle had already extended towards the southwest direction. Furthermore, it was not a large-scale clash between the two armies. When one side was defeated and escaped, what was left was a messy scene.
At the beginning of the battle, the side with the upper hand had surrounded the other side, while the side that was surrounded could not easily escape. This caused the two sides to be in a stalemate for a period of time before they quickly turned towards the southwest. At this time, in this area, other than the soldiers, patrolmen, corpses, and captives, there would occasionally be injured people in the nearby forest who did not manage to escape in time. They would then be surrounded by a few soldiers, captured, or killed. However, because there were not many officials left in this area, they could not form an all-encompassing search net. Therefore, the search in the nearby forest was still a little conservative.
This time, most of the soldiers, bailiffs, and bailiffs were still chasing towards the southwest direction.
The chief constable named Zong Fei Xiao carried two steel whip maces and walked out of the darkness. He was tall and sturdy, and was a head taller than the people around him. Although he was wearing the uniform of a Ministry of Justice official, he did not have any hair on his head due to his martial arts training. This time, between the two chief constables of the Ministry of Justice, Tie Tianying was smart and capable, while Zong Fei Xiao looked more ferocious and terrifying. However, there was a hint of sharpness and maliciousness in the depths of his eyes. At this time, the steel whip maces were stained with blood and minced meat, making him look even more oppressive.
"Search the surroundings and carry the injured brothers away! Find the corpses of the dead! If there are any stray bandits, I want to find all of them! "
The burly man's voice spread in the darkness. As the torches swayed, another subordinate led him to the place where the corpses and captives were gathered. Although the government had surrounded them this time, the ones who were surrounded were all experts from the Forest Faction. After the battle, the government had suffered more casualties. However, considering that this was the last of the elites that Fang Baihua could gather, this kind of sacrifice was reasonable.
"… Stele Breaking Hand, at least twenty years of practice … This is Eagle Claw … Hmph, Nanba Blade, Towering Blade, Du Sha … It's still Du Sha … Hmm, this is Yuanming Blade …" Zong Fei Xiao walked to the grassland where the corpses were laid out and looked at them one by one. He then asked the person beside him, "Among the people we need to pay attention to, how many were captured and how many died?"
Upon hearing his question, the constable accompanying him poked his head out and said, "Those who were captured include Yu Fangshi, Chen Tian, Zheng Yishan, Luo Liuer … Those who have been found dead are …"
The person beside him was an elite from the Ministry of Justice. After reporting the names one by one, Zong Fei Xiao nodded his head. Suddenly, a series of shouts came from not far away. Then, weapons clashed and another stray bandit was captured. Zong Fei Xiao took a look and heard the person beside him say, "Some of Ba Blade's men have been scattered. The female saber bandit was chased to the east, and we have arranged for people to chase after her. Chief, should the rest of you go to the southwest as reinforcements? "
"You might not be able to catch up …" Zong Fei Xiao said in a low voice. Before he finished his sentence, a group of people suddenly came from the east, dragging something wrapped in cloth in their hands. Zong Fei Xiao narrowed his eyes. When the item was brought over, it was a giant steel blade, causing him to become serious. "This is …"
What was wrapped in cloth was the Ba Blade that Liu Guihua was used to using.
"Chief, we lost track of the woman not long after we gave chase. Then, we found this blade in the nearby stream."
"No wonder." The anticipation in his heart disappeared. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I told you that you won't be able to catch up. Now, you won't be able to catch up." His words did not sound depressed.
Back then, Zong Fei Xiao and Tie Tianying were involved in the plot to kill Liu Dabiao. This time, Liu Dabiao's daughter appeared, obviously to seek revenge on them. However, due to the investigation they conducted to kill Liu Dabiao, they more or less had an idea of this girl's strength.
Being able to wield such a giant blade in battle was advantageous in battle. However, if the opponent was too strong, it would not be advantageous in a one-on-one fight. In order to wield such a weapon, one needed to train not only their strength, but also their Qinggong. It was indeed unexpected for Zong Fei Xiao to suddenly throw away the weapon that had become the enemy's trademark in a battle like this. However, because of this, he could understand that the girl was determined to get rid of this burden. Even he and Tie Tianying might not have the confidence to catch up to her tonight, let alone the few experts from the Ministry of Justice.
Since they could not catch up, there was no need to force it. He waved his hand. The person beside him asked again, "Chief, what about the bandit leader …"
Zong Fei Xiao looked to the southwest and was silent for a moment. He shook his head and said, "There are so many people chasing after him. It is enough. Fang Baihua's subordinates are all well-trained in martial arts. Even if we chase after them now, we won't be able to find them. "
As he said this, a moment later, he laughed strangely. "However, when a wall is down, everyone gives it a push. Fang La's faction has done evil in Jiangnan and made countless enemies. Whether or not they can really escape is hard to say."
In the dark night, the direction where Fang Baihua and the others escaped could no longer be seen. Only the moonlight shone on the mountains, like a rising mist. Zong Fei Xiao's words were full of treachery …
*****
In the moonlight, something crawled in the forest, moving silently and slowly.
Two figures dressed in the uniforms of yamen runners came from the front. The podaos in their hands slapped against the grass. They whispered to each other as they searched. Suddenly, the figure in the dark leaped over the bright moonlight!
With a thud, the figure collided with the two yamen runners quickly and silently. One of the yamen runners flew backward and crashed into a tree. There was no sound at all. The other yamen runner turned halfway and was about to slash with his knife. His arm was cut, and his body was pushed lightly. Immediately after, his head turned in the opposite direction!
In the dark night, there was only a black and white silhouette. When the slender figure rushed out like the wind, one of the yamen runners was sent flying into the tree. The other yamen runner next to him only trembled as if he had been electrocuted due to the push. Then, his head and body spun in an uncoordinated manner. Beside him, the figure of the attacker also spread out her skirt in the moonlight because of the force. Then, she spun and closed it again.
Beside the attacker, the yamen runner whose head was turned in the opposite direction fell silently. On the other side of the tree, the person who was first sent flying also fell silently like soft mud. Then, the attacker's slender figure continued crouching down and melted into the darkness.
Not long after, at the edge of another patch of grass, a girl named Watermelon silently walked out of the grass. She walked for a while under the cover of the night. Then, there was movement in front of her.
She silently pulled out two short knives from her hands and stuck them to her sides. But in the next moment, she did not draw her knives. Instead, she silently and quickly continued forward. The figure that appeared was "Yuanming Knife" Fang Shuchang. Behind him were "Mandarin Duck Knife" Ji Qian 'er, "Feather Knife" Qian Luoning, and three other experts from Tyrant Saber Camp who had come with them.
"How is it? How many people have arrived? "
"Not many. They're still heading forward … This time, the yamen's attack was too sudden. We're the only ones who could attack. Big Brother Du and the others are being chased and can't get away …"
"There's a traitor among them. That's why the yamen can pinpoint them so accurately … But let's ignore them for now. Do we have a chance?"
"… I'm afraid it'll be very difficult."
As they spoke, they lowered their voices. Walking past a cover in front of them, Liu Watermelon looked down at a spot with a lot of light spots. On that side was the camp where Fang Qifo and the Euphoria captives were still being escorted.
Everyone was mentally prepared for the possibility that their team would be targeted. They had thought of a few contingency plans. When Tie Tianying, Zong Fei Xiao, and the rest of their elites came out to rescue Fang Qifo, it was one of the more reliable plans. But to have such a chance, they still had to hope that the other party had a real flaw.
This night's surprise attack was done too well by the yamen. They reckoned that there was a traitor among the people led by Fang Baihua. In the chaotic battle, Du Sha, Zheng Qiming, and the rest probably did not find an opportunity. They were chased southwest along with Fang Baihua and the rest. Fang Shuchang and the rest finally adapted to the situation and carried out their original plan. But after seeing the situation in the camp, the young girl still frowned.
In theory, Tie Tianying and Zong Fei Xiao needed to mobilize a lot of people to surround and kill them. Even if they sent all their elites, it might not be enough. But now, it seemed that they did not send the number of people they expected. Or, they had already transferred people from the surrounding counties. The current camp did not seem to have many flaws and the possibility of an invasion. On the contrary, when they attacked, they also strengthened the defense.
After watching for a while, someone came up from below. It was "Golden Back Blade" Zheng Huihuan, who had gone to the front to observe. He nodded at Watermelon in greeting, then frowned and shook his head. "There might not be a chance. Tie Tianying is still there …"
Liu Watermelon was silent for a while. She frowned and thought for a while. Then, she took a deep breath and shook her finger twice in the air.
"Then let's go."
After saying so, she turned around with a complicated look in her eyes. But everyone also knew that it was useless to take risks at this time. They exchanged glances and nodded.
Not long after, they finally disappeared into the darkness.
The night was still dark. A group of people silently went around the mountain in front of them and chased in the direction that Fang Baihua and the rest had escaped. After chasing for an hour, someone finally spoke.
"They transferred people." This was a simple conclusion.
"This area is the yamen's territory."
"Fortunately, although the yamen has many people, their experts are not as good as us."
"They can escape, but after this time, they probably won't have the chance …"
"Aunt and the rest probably want to chase them to the capital," Watermelon said in a low and gloomy voice.
"What can they do! They're just walking into a trap … "
"I'm afraid they won't be persuaded."
A group of martial arts experts on the battlefield couldn't change the situation too much, but even if the yamen had gathered many people, it was still an extremely difficult task to kill a group of martial arts experts. Everyone had a common understanding. Although they had been caught unprepared this time, and many people had died or been captured, the remaining people still had a chance to escape or reflect. It was clear that they were walking step by step into a trap. They couldn't continue like this.
At this moment, they hadn't thought about the possibility of the whole thing being destroyed. However, this understanding was put to the test after an hour or so.
It started when they were suddenly attacked near the forest where Fang Baihua and the rest were about to meet up.
Watermelon, Fang Shuchang, and the rest chased all the way at an extremely fast speed. After another hour or so, they caught up with a few people who were alone in the fleeing group, and then they were attacked.
The first to meet the enemy were Ji Qian 'er and Qian Luoning. The enemy who came out of the darkness was extremely skilled in martial arts. He waved two slender curved blades and slashed at the two of them. They had just blocked it when another seven or eight people attacked at the same time. Their martial arts were not bad. Watermelon went forward to meet the enemy. At the same time, she thought, "This is bad."
When Ning Yi's letter had arrived, he had asked Chen Fan to explain clearly who was behind the Fang Seven Buddhas. With Wang Hua as the leader, several powerful families were involved. If they wanted to kill him, they would have already sent out the martial arts experts of the Underworld that they had raised in their families at the same time they used the power of the yamen. Now that they were fighting, and hearing the sounds of fighting in the forest ahead, Watermelon's first reaction was this.
She slashed a few times and forced the person in front of her to retreat. She shouted in a low voice, "Kill!" The others also tried to shake off their opponents, but it didn't seem to be successful. Fang Shuchang was fighting with a middle-aged man who was holding a sword. It looked like they were evenly matched. Fang Shuchang was about to force his opponent to retreat, but the opponent seemed to know his move and thrust his sword at his opening!
Fang Shuchang instantly changed his move and retreated, but a wound still appeared on his leg. He was bewildered. The person in front of him was obviously very familiar with the Tyrant Saber Technique. But now was not the time to think about it. Someone shouted in a low voice, "It's the people from Tyrant Saber Manor!" Then, the sound of wind breaking could be heard. Hidden weapons and arrows were shot in their direction.
Everyone dodged the hidden weapons and stray arrows. Using the cover of the trees, they rushed forward. Along the way, their own people mixed with the enemy. Occasionally, they could see sporadic fights. A large group of enemies had already surrounded them.
In such a forest, if there were ordinary people, Watermelon alone could kill hundreds of them. But if they were all masters, the whole situation would become really dangerous. Now, they didn't know how the other party gathered so many masters. Based on what they knew, even if some big families were rich enough to rival a country and could hire first-class masters in the Jianghu as guests, it would not be on such a scale.
Along the way, the fire gradually became brighter. There was an abandoned "sacred altar" of the Mani Sect many years ago. In fact, it was just a few broken temples. Fang Baihua and the others were obviously there. While he was running, he suddenly saw two figures in front of him colliding with each other in the dark forest. One of them had a shawl hanging over his shoulders and shouted. The two of them exchanged a few blows, and their power was astonishing. The two people hiding at the side were affected by the shockwaves and were sent flying. One of the people fighting seemed to be Chen Fan.
As the direct disciple of Fang Qifo, Chen Fan was not only skilled in martial arts, but he was also very strong. Moreover, he had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time. When he really wanted to kill someone, his methods were fierce and ruthless. But now that he used his full strength, the big man with loose shawl shouted and fought him to a draw.
After exchanging a few blows, Chen Fan suddenly withdrew. The big man rushed over and passed through a few trees before he lost sight of Chen Fan. He fiercely punched a tree trunk, sending sawdust flying. Watermelon and the others stealthily went over and met Chen Fan face to face.
"Something happened." In the darkness, Chen Fan saw them and licked the blood on his fist. He said in a low voice, "Suddenly, a group of masters came. I don't know who they are … That guy is really strong …"
"Is Aunt and the others in front?"
"Over there. Some people were hiding in the forest and got separated. I came over to take advantage of the situation and gather people. If we don't think of a way, it will be too late …"
"I know."
Watermelon nodded. Everyone was still being chased. If they were held back by this group of masters and surrounded by the soldiers, they would really be dead. Just as they were about to go forward, Fang Shuchang came over with a surprised expression. "Wait, 'Mad Tiger' Wang Nantuo …"
"What?" Chen Fan asked.
Watermelon wanted to ask as well, but then she remembered that she had heard of this name before.
"The person you fought with just now, Chen Fan, seems to be 'Mad Tiger' Wang Nantuo. At that time, I was learning from Master and hadn't really roamed the Jianghu. I've only seen him a few times. It's been more than ten years …"
"So what?" Chen Fan didn't understand.
At this time, Fang Baihua's voice suddenly came from the direction of the dilapidated temple. "Who are you!?"
In the past few days of fighting, Fang Baihua was already injured and very tired. However, she was, after all, a heroine amongst women. She had once led an army into battle. Under such circumstances, her words would normally contain a valiant and heroic spirit. However, at this moment, her words contained a trace of conjecture and bewilderment. It was similar to Fang Shuchang's earlier bewilderment.
As they were rushing over, they heard a loud bang. The loud bang was mixed with the sound of bones shattering. Through the faint light, they could see that one of the walls of the temple had collapsed, and it was obvious that a few human bodies had been smashed into it.
"Sister Baihua, long time no see."
Among the dust that filled the sky, someone walked out. He was tall and broad, and his silhouette gradually became visible. His robe sleeves fluttered like a Maitreya as he waved the dust. If they were close, they would be able to see clearly that when this tall fatty walked over, two of Fang Baihua's experts tried to stop him. He only took a step forward, and the two experts seemed to be glued to his shoulders. They directly crashed into the seemingly sturdy wall. Their bones were all broken, but this fatty directly crashed through the entire wall and crossed over. His voice was mellow and calm. Just this move alone was already close to the strength of a Grandmaster. Fang La and Fang Qifo might have been able to do it, but Fang Baihua couldn't, and neither could Chen Fan or Liu Watermelon.
In the open space beside the dilapidated temple, Fang Baihua had already recognized him. Holding the red spear in her hand, she stood up straight. She was in her thirties, and the other party was in his forties. They knew each other.
On the other side, Fang Shuchang carefully looked at that person. After a moment, he sighed. "Lin Eichan … 'Demonic Buddha' Lin Eichan …"
Chen Fan spread his hands. "Who is it?"
Watermelon rolled her eyes and glanced at him. Fang Shuchang, who was beside her, also looked at him. "Didn't the Buddha Marshal tell you …" This was a statement, not a question. Clearly, Fang Shuchang could more or less understand the reason behind it.
'Demonic Buddha' Lin Eichan and 'Mad Tiger' Wang Nantuo. These two names might have had a great reputation ten years ago, but at this moment, what was truly important was not just them. Instead, it was the name of another person that came because of these two names.
Watermelon gently opened her lips. For some reason, at this moment, there was only an abnormal calmness in her eyes.
The wind blew through the forest.
…
…
"Sikong Nan …"
…
…
"Ah …" Chen Fan sighed.
The wind blew through the forest, and the flames swayed and crackled. White light.
Half of Fang Baihua's body was stained with blood. She pressed the tip of the red spear and pointed it forward.
Some things could be understood when a certain symbol appeared. There was no need to ask why it was like this. At least at this moment, no one wanted to ask.
A voice rang out in the night.
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…
"… Talented people will appear in every generation, and the new generation will always bury the old … On the day I left, I once said this …"
The voice was old, and it seemed to echo in every corner of the forest. The pale light shone on many people's faces.
Even a family that was as wealthy as a country would find it difficult to gather so many top-notch experts. Only a martial arts family and a power in the pugilistic world could do this.
Manichaeism …
…
…
"… You all wanted to do great things, and you have indeed done great things. If you really succeed, you will never see me again … But Baihua, there is no road ahead of you …"
There was once such a person who was driven out of her position. In the beginning, they were always on guard against her comeback. Because even if she failed, her influence at the beginning was still there.
However, as time passed, that person became disheartened and disappeared. One year passed, three years passed, five years passed, and the divided Manichaeism finally reunited. They began to do great things that they wanted to do, and gradually forgot about her.
Until … the true defeat appeared …
"… I'm back."
Following that voice, Lin Eichan walked towards Fang Baihua and reached out to press her!
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…
Red Spear pointed out! Amidst the light and wind, a figure suddenly jumped out of the forest and threw a punch at the man who looked like a Maitreya. This was Chen Fan's Forward Punch with all his strength. Amidst the wind, the fat man's loose monk robe fluttered behind him. On the other side was a girl who had rushed out of the forest. She had already thrown away her giant blade, and she was wielding a single blade in her hands. However, it seemed like she was wielding a sharp weapon that was thousands of pounds heavier than the previous giant blade. Her eyes were filled with ferocity and determination! That was the Tyrant Blade!
Du Sha, Luo Bingren, Zheng Qiming, Fang Shuchang, Wang Nantuo who was nicknamed the Mad Tiger, and many other experts rushed over as if the string had snapped.
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