The footsteps were rapid, and the night wind blew through the forest. Wanyan Qingjue and the others were running for their lives.
Everything that had happened just a moment ago was fast and illusory, so illusory that it was hard to understand.
After two years, the Black Flag, which had been silent for a long time, had reappeared. Not only in the north, but here as well. Whether it was Wanyan Qingjue, or Li Wanlian, Pan Dahe, Chou Tianhai and the others who were running forward, they all found it hard to believe the truth of the matter — they did not have much time to think. The black-clothed men who kept weaving in and out of the encirclement, their fallen companions, the green smoke that rose from the gunshots, and even Lu Tuo who fell before he could finish his words were proof of the strength of this group that had suddenly appeared.
But … how could there be such a team?
After Zhou Dong's assassination attempt on Wanyan Zonghan's life, the elite team that was established under the instructions of the Goddess of Grains, Wanyan Xiyin, was originally made up of masters and even Ning Yi as imaginary enemies — even if they encountered any enemy, they would not be completely defenseless. But the appearance of the other party was beyond common sense. Beyond common sense, it was real and cruel. In that loud bang, Lu Tuo was defeated and his head was chopped off …
Even though Li Wanlian and the others had thought of encountering enemies at the level of the Inner Demon, at this moment, it was all meaningless.
Their swift footwork allowed them to rush out of the forest at a high speed, their attainments as a first-class master were still present. In the sparse forest, the scouts and people who had been sent out from afar were still rushing over, but they had already encountered the enemy's attack. Sudden shouts, sounds of fighting, and the occasional sound of explosions and screams accompanied them as they moved forward.
Little Yue Yun, who was struggling with all his might, was already dizzy from a single punch. On the other side, Yin Ping, who had been thrown onto the horse by Li Wanlian, was also staring at this strange scene with wide eyes. Behind them, figures in pursuit occasionally appeared in their field of vision. The team in black who had killed Lu Tuo did not stop at all, but continued to spread towards them. There seemed to be enemies chasing them from the sides and in front of them. As the warhorses galloped, Yin Ping also saw a black horse about a hundred feet to the side, appearing and disappearing at times. Wanyan Qingjue and the others also saw that figure and drew their bows to shoot in that direction. But in the small forest that was moving at high speed, even a godly archer naturally could not hit an opponent in such a place.
In the blink of an eye, they had reached the edge of the forest. Wanyan Qingjue took the lead and galloped out. In front of them was a grassy slope under the moonlight. To the side of the forest, there was a black figure standing there, carrying a long blade on his back and holding two objects in his hands. One was a crossbow with a horizontal end, and the other was a long black barrel made from tree branches.
In the forest behind them, there were also people in black who were running at high speed forcing their way over. 'Buddha Hand' Lei Qing was making hand seals as he ran. He was a famous Zen Sect fierce person in the Northern Lands, and his Mahamudra kung fu was fierce and domineering. Seeing his hands was like seeing Buddha. But his opponent did not hesitate and waved his hand to block it. There was a loud bang, and Lei Qing already knew that it was the hard kung fu of the Tablet Throwing Hand. He quickly followed up with a second and third move. Both sides exchanged blows quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they were already several feet away.
In front of them, there was also a loud rumble, followed by the neighing of warhorses and the sound of chaos.
At this moment, the galloping horses and experts rushed out of the small forest one after another. To the side, there was a shot from a gun. A warhorse galloped at high speed, and blood burst out from its stomach. Both the rider and the horse tumbled out. Wanyan Qingjue shot an arrow at the person who fired the gun, but the other party dodged it. At the edge of the forest, more people in black rushed out.
The scene was chaotic, and the running and weaving of the crowd was disorderly to begin with. Near and far, there seemed to be fighting everywhere. Li Wanlian led her warhorse and was about to rush out of the forest when a figure in black approached her at high speed. With a swish of her saber, Li Wanlian's Heaven's Tribulation Claw clawed at her opponent's face. The person was petite, obviously a woman. Her head tilted to the side, and a saber light burst forth. The saber move was swift and sudden, and Li Wanlian felt a chill in her heart. She forcefully twisted her waist, dragging the reins of her warhorse, and with a few quick steps, her Mandarin Duck Consecutive Kicks enveloped her opponent's waist.
This warhorse was a good quality military horse, and it was only carrying Yue Yinping, so it ran extremely fast. Seeing that her opponent's saber technique was swift and fierce, Li Wanlian took advantage of the warhorse's galloping speed and launched vicious kicks at her opponent. Who would have thought that the woman's speed did not decrease at all? With a cold snort, she almost stuck close to Li Wanlian and launched a series of slashes. Her figure seemed to be riding the wind, and she avoided the killing move of the Consecutive Kicks by a hair's breadth.
The two of them chased after each other, and in the blink of an eye, the warhorse had covered over a hundred feet. There were also many figures in the surroundings. The warhorse was slashed twice, and it rolled on the grass. Li Wanlian's sleeve was cut, and she was battered and exhausted along the way. It was almost as if the warhorse was dragging her as they ran and rolled. At this moment, she had already leaped up and hugged Yue Yinping. She rolled on the ground a few times, then dragged Yue Yinping and retreated. Facing the woman with the saber, she said, "If you come any closer, I'll …"
"Bitch."
Before she could finish her sentence, her opponent had already finished speaking, and the saber light came slashing towards her.
The people from the Black Flag Army did not care about the life and death of the people from the Wu dynasty. Li Wanlian originally only wanted to give it a try. Her claw technique was powerful, and although she could kill Yue Yinping with one strike, the next moment, both of their heads would fall to the ground. At this moment, she kicked Yue Yinping's back, and her figure flew out once again. She hurriedly withdrew her claw, but this time, it still left a bloody wound on Yue Yinping's throat. The saber light enveloped her, and Yue Yinping knew that she would definitely die. The next moment, the woman grabbed her by her clothes and threw her to the back.
In front of her, Li Wanlian suddenly clawed at her.
In the martial world, there were naturally those who were timid, but Li Wanlian's character was sinister, and the most ruthless. She kicked Yue Yinping over. If her opponent attacked, then so be it, but if she withdrew her attack, there would definitely be an opening. She was also an expert who had been famous for a long time, and seeing that her opponent was also a woman, she immediately felt that she could not be humiliated. Her eyes turned cold, and she used the killer move Heaven Calamity Claw, which enveloped the opponent's entire upper body.
The woman had just thrown Yue Yinping backwards, but under Li Wanlian's attack, her figure shrank back, and she retreated a few steps. Li Wanlian's claw grabbed her shoulder, and with a swoosh, she tore off the woman's sleeve. Only then did she feel slightly pleased, and just as she was about to continue attacking, the other party had already pushed her arm away. Li Wanlian swung her claws, and the woman smashed her claws with one fist, while her other fist swung towards Li Wanlian's waist. Under the fierce attack of Li Wanlian's claws, the other party actually threw away her saber, and directly used a fist technique to receive her attacks.
Li Wanlian's eyes were ferocious, and she gritted her teeth, waving her claws to attack.
In the martial world, women's physical strength was always at a disadvantage, and there were very few famous women who used fist techniques. This was because fist techniques were grand, unlike claw techniques, hidden weapons, poisons, or other weapons that could easily break through the opponent's defense. Hence, when women used fist techniques, they could not gain too much of an advantage. Li Wanlian already knew that the other party's saber technique was powerful, and had almost reached perfection. After a series of attacks, she used all her strength to defend against the other party's saber, but who knew that in just a few moves, the other party would actually throw away her saber, and punch at her. Instantly, she felt that she was being discriminated against, and her claws fiercely attacked, aiming for her vital points.
In the next moment, the woman's figure shrank, and her fist fiercely swung at her thigh.
This fist was fast and swift, and before Li Wanlian could react, the other party took a step forward, flipped his fist, and smashed his elbow, fiercely hitting her chest. The woman was close, and it could almost be said that she was coming at her face. Li Wanlian's figure retreated, and the fist technique was like a violent storm, pressing down on her. Relying on her intuition, she continuously received several punches, and the wind from the fist fiercely attacked the side of her face. There was a buzzing sound in her head, and her body almost flew up. The side of her face was numb and sweet, and her cheeks were deformed. Who knew how many teeth in her mouth had been knocked out.
She had never known that there was a woman who could punch like this.
On the grassland, Wanyan Qingjue and the others were still running away. He could see the light of fire not far away, and the people hiding in the grass stood up and fired guns at them. The fight and chase had already swept over, from the rear, the side, and the front.
"Buddha's Hand" Lei Qing fought with the young man in black who used the Stele Throwing Hand. Although the other party also had hard body skills, he was still lacking in maturity, and Lei Qing struck him twice with his palm. Although these two palm strikes hit, the young man's injuries were not serious. Lei Qing was a veteran of Jianghu, and as soon as he fought, he knew that something was wrong. The other party had hard body skills, and his body was also protected by the Thirteen Gangsters' Cross Training Golden Bell Shield. While he was still thinking about how to break through, a light blade light had already slashed at his body, and blood burst out.
"Feather Blade" Qian Luoning attacked, and Lei Qing was immediately wounded. He roared like a beast, and rushed forward to fight. Qian Luoning flew all the way, and the blade light was like maggots in a tarsal bone. In the blink of an eye, several more streaks of blood were slashed out. When Lei Qing's companions came over, the young man in black suddenly rushed forward and beat them back.
Near and far, there were occasional flashes of fire and loud noises. Now that Lu Tuo and the rest of the troops had been destroyed, every man in black who appeared in the darkness of the night would cause great psychological pressure to the other party. Qiu Tianhai saw from afar that Li Wanlian was being beaten by a woman and was forced to retreat step by step. His companion Hong Shan tried to stop the woman, but the opponent's fist technique was as fast as lightning. While chasing after Li Wanlian, he actually punched and kicked Hong Shan until he rolled over. Just this fist technique was enough to measure the woman's skill. He already knew how powerful she was, and only ran away quickly. However, there was another figure rushing over from the side. The figure only had one hand, and slowly closed the distance between them, and the blade light slashed down.
A simple decapitation blade, in the hands of Towering Blade Du Sha, was a killing move that made people suffocate. "Ah —" Qiu Tianhai used his ultimate move, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have three heads and six arms, forcing his opponent away and dodging the blade. In the next moment, Du Sha's figure closed in again, and another decapitation blade chopped down-
At this time, Li Wanlian's mouth and nose were bleeding. While running, the tall and big Hong Shan waved his fists and tried to block the woman, but the woman's footwork was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the two of them turned around two or three times, and in the midst of Hong Shan's fists, a punch landed on his heart. The power of the internal fist technique penetrated through the five viscera. After this punch, the next punches were the waist, the ribs, the face, and the top of the head. The woman pinched his ear with one hand and dragged him around for half a circle. At the same time, she stepped on his knee and broke his knee. Avoiding the counterattack, she kicked his crotch fiercely, followed by a knee strike. This series of attacks was as fast as a string of firecrackers. The woman used the huge momentum to smash Hong Shan's head to the ground, and as her body rolled, she once again rushed towards Li Wanlian.
At this time, Li Wanlian was embarrassed and fierce. Her mouth was full of blood, but she still shouted. Seeing the woman rushing over, she waved her claws to resist. In the blink of an eye, her defense was broken. She was grabbed by the throat and pushed straight into the tree trunk. With a bang, the tree was not big, and at this time, it shook fiercely. The next moment, two punches landed on Li Wanlian's face. She waved her hands to block, and was punched in the heart, then the lower abdomen, the heart, the lower abdomen, and the side of the face. She still wanted to escape, but the opponent's archery technique was stuck between her legs, and the two punches landed on the bridge of her nose. Li Wanlian screamed loudly and waved her claws to attack again. The woman grabbed her fingers and pressed down with both hands. There was a fierce cracking sound, and her claws were destroyed. Then, there was another elbow strike and a fierce punch.
This [Small Vajra Chain Punch] was originally created by Liu Dabiao. It was fast and fierce. The tree, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, kept shaking and banging many times. Finally, it broke, and the branches and leaves stuck Li Wanlian's body in the middle. Watermelon had never been softhearted against his enemies since he was young. At this time, he was angry that this woman used a vicious leg technique to ruin his fertility, so he killed her. Then, he pulled out his sword and led his horse forward.
The night was like water, and fresh blood spread out. Yinping stood in the grass and watched the scene of the chase. He also saw the scene of Li Wanlian, who seemed to be highly skilled in martial arts, being easily killed by the opponent. After a while, a man in black came to untie her and took off the cloth that blocked her mouth. She still could not react, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Save my younger brother, you guys save my younger brother …"
In the forest, Gao Chong carried his spear and walked forward. Occasionally, he would see the figures of men in black. He sized them up, and they also sized him up. Not long after, he left the forest and saw Yinping under the moonlight. The men in black were gathering, and someone brought him medicine. In front of that grassy slope, in the distant barren slopes and fields, the battle had already come to an end …
*****
In the middle of the night, the Red Cloud Slope was still burning, and the army was gathering.
Director Qian Li Jixiang looked at the expressions of the people around him and smiled as he cupped his hands. He spoke to a man beside him. "Hero Chi, look, the little prince has instructed us to settle the matter here. It is already late, and the little prince is still outside. This lowly official is very worried, and does not know if we should go and welcome him."
The man was called Chi Weize. At this moment, he looked into the distance impatiently. "There are many experts around the little prince. Director Qian, you only need to attend to your own matters, and do not bother with things that are not your business."
"Of course, of course, this lowly official is also concerned … concerned." Director Qian smiled.
Looking at the other party's smile, Chi Weize thought of the benefits he had previously received, and frowned. "Actually, what Lord Li said is not unreasonable. It is just that the little prince's action tonight was originally based on the situation, and I do not know where he is exactly. However, since the matter here has been settled, I think we might as well go southwest. On the one hand, we will see if there are any fish that slipped through the net. On the other hand, if we really meet the little prince, we can also see if he has any errands that we can use. This is also a good thing. "
As he said this, how could the other party not understand tacitly, and nodded repeatedly. This time, a group of experts had gathered to go south, and well-informed people would know the importance of Wanyan Qingjue. He was the son of the former Prime Minister of the Jin Kingdom, Wanyan Saccai. After Wanyan Saccai's death, he was conferred the title of Duke of Yan, and this Wanyan Qingjue was the little prince. Southern officials like Li Jixiang could only curry favor with Jurchen officials, but now, if they could enter the little prince's discerning eyes, it would be like ascending to the heavens in one step, and they would have to struggle in the officialdom for twenty years less.
With this in mind, the two of them led more than a thousand elite troops to push southwest. Then, not long after, a scout under Wanyan Qingjue's command came, battered and exhausted.
After the first one, another one followed. Not long after, two thousand elite troops outside Dengzhou City rushed southwest one after another. When they saw the grassland, they gradually saw corpses …
They were the long-famous experts of the Underworld, or the outstanding warriors of the Jurchen. They had lingered in Dengzhou City for a few days, and some of them had shown their skills in front of the elite soldiers. Now, they were all dead one by one.
The forest was quiet, and only the cawing of crows could be heard. The black flag suddenly came and killed more than a hundred experts of the Underworld led by a Grandmaster, and then disappeared without a trace.
Wanyan Qingjue was not there.
This night, including the two thousand leaders, and the dozen or so people of the Underworld who had survived were all stunned. The little prince had led the most powerful troops down, and in the blink of an eye, the little prince was gone.
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