Twelve sabers charged towards the West River Bandits with the momentum of splitting a mountain.
Gou Jianyang and the other leaders' expressions changed slightly. The disciples of the Soul Blade Sect rarely appeared in the secular world, but when they did, there would always be a song in the Jianghu.
Among the three great sects, Saber Soul Sect was ranked at the bottom, but in terms of unity, they were second to none. There was no other sect in the world of martial artists who could achieve this, and the reason was very simple. The reason why everyone in Saber Soul Sect was united was because of love.
From the leader to the disciples, everyone in the Soul Blade Sect saw each other as family. The elders could die for the disciples, and the disciples could die for the sect. The twelve men's order was to protect the disciples in secret, but they would not disappoint their family. Even if they were outnumbered, they would still appear fearlessly and fight to the death!
Not long after the massacre started, the ferocious West River Bandits were forced to retreat by the twelve sabers. Other than the murderous cultivator, they had never met such a crazy and reckless person. With the reputation of the Soul Blade Sect, no one dared to fight against them.
"What are you afraid of? Kill them!" Gou Jianyang roared, "With the Red Cloud Peak supporting us, we are not afraid of the Soul Blade Sect!"
Hearing this, Xue Xucheng and the other twelve people's sabers stopped moving and shouted in disbelief, "The Red Cloud Peak is the leader of the Jianghu, how can we support you bunch of petty thieves!"
Gou Jianyang's shout made the other leaders realize what was going on. The old man laughed wildly, "Haha! Today, you call us petty thieves, but tomorrow, we, the West River Bandits, will be one of the righteous sects in the Jianghu. Little ones, kill! "
Hearing this, the West River Bandits' morale rose. Without the reputation of the Soul Blade Sect, they became more courageous. The twelve people were ferocious, but they were not as ferocious as the murderous cultivator who was about to destroy the Yin Shen Stronghold. Instantly, the murderous aura in their hearts was ignited, and they rushed towards the twelve people like hungry wolves.
"Formation!"
Xue Xucheng shouted, and the twelve sabers formed a circle, protecting Boss Jia and the other two people. The twelve people attacked and looked after each other. Although the momentum of breaking out of the encirclement decreased, the number of West River Bandits who died under the twelve sabers increased.
"Hehe, I will join in the fun as well!"
Gou Jianyang twitched the soft sword on his waist and sneered. He dashed forward and his soft sword shot out thirty-six ferocious flowers, covering the three sabers!
"Everyone, attack together!"
The old man's cultivation was the highest. With a sweep of his ironwood crutch, the wind created a large gap in the net of sabers. Xue Xucheng sneered and shouted again, "Lotus Saber Formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bodies of the six Saber Soul Sect disciples immediately bent down, and the twelve sabers began to rotate in the opposite direction. The expression of the old man who was about to break through the formation changed greatly, and he retreated without hesitation. Even so, the hem of his robe was slashed six times!
"Soul Blade Blade Sect Sect, and the Soul Blade Sect!" Xue Xucheng laughed heartily, and the morale of the twelve was greatly boosted. Not only did the addition of the eight heads fail to turn the situation around, but because of the setback, the West River Bandits' morale plummeted once more.
"Wow, as expected of the expert that Boss Jia spoke of!" Although Zhen Xiao 'er was frightened, his eyes lit up as he murmured in praise.
Xiao Ma, who was about to piss his pants, looked at Boss Jia in surprise. He didn't expect Boss Jia to not act tough this time. He really had an expert protecting him.
Boss Jia glanced at the two of them and said proudly, "Did you see that? I usually keep a low profile and only want to quietly pretend to be a pig. Sigh, in the end, heroes are created by the times. God wants me to be so outstanding. It's really not what I want."
When Zhen Xiao 'er heard this, he wanted to worship Boss Jia as if he was a god. However, when the twelve people surrounding them heard this, the Lotus Knife Formation almost collapsed. Xue Xucheng took the opportunity to turn his head and scold, "F * cking shut up!"
"I'm talking to you. Don't distract them with your words. They are fighting for their lives."
Boss Jia's expression didn't change, and he scolded Zhen Xiao 'er. Zhen Xiao' er quickly nodded and kept quiet, but he didn't notice that the twelve people's faces darkened.
The Lotus Blade Formation was the Soul Blade Sect's formation. Twelve Inner Qi Realm martial artists formed it, and even an expert in the later stage of the Inner Qi Realm couldn't break it, let alone the Soul Blade Bandits.
However, they weren't the only ones here.
The Imperial Guards were the strongest army in the Kingdom of Song. Those who could protect the Imperial Palace were the best of the best. Among them, the highest cultivation level was only at Inner Qi Realm Level 4. What was more frightening was that more than half of them were at Inner Qi Realm!
Seeing the Lotus Blade Formation killing everyone, the leader of the Imperial Guards smiled disdainfully, and nodded to the back. Twelve Imperial Guards with longbows and quiver on their backs rode out on their horses, drew their arrows, and aimed at the twelve people of the Soul Blade Sect.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Twelve arrows filled with Inner Qi shot out at the same time, and the deafening sound pierced through the air. Xue Xucheng was scared out of his wits, and he shouted, "Scatter!"
Even though his warning was timely, four of the Soul Blade Sect's disciples were shot, and they fell to the ground. The youngest, Xiao Jiu, was shot in the left side of his chest, and he was only one breath away from death.
With just one round of arrows, the Soul Blade Sect's formation was broken. The leader of the Imperial Guards didn't look proud at all, because there was no formation in this world that could defend against arrows.
"Xiao Jiu!"
Xue Xucheng screamed, and stared at the leader of the Imperial Guards with hatred, and cursed, "Sneak attack! Despicable!"
The leader sneered, but didn't answer. He looked at the eight leaders of the West River Pirates, and said, "The Lotus Blade Formation is broken, so we don't need to fight anymore, right?"
Gou Jianyang was overjoyed, and he cupped his fists in gratitude, "Thank you for your help, Sir. After we kill all the people of the Soul Blade Sect, you can deal with these three!"
"I only want their lives." The leader smiled.
"Soul Blade Sect's disciples, fight to the death!"
Xue Xucheng wiped his tears, and let out a tragic roar. The eight people surrounded the terrified Mr. Jia and the other two again, but they couldn't continue with the Lotus Blade Formation.
Because the Lotus Blade Formation needed at least twelve people, and this was the reason why Wenshui sent twelve people to protect them.
The Imperial Guards' attack turned the situation around. In terms of individual strength, the eight of them were not weaker than the eight leaders, but they couldn't defend against the sneak attacks of the other West River Pirates. In just half an hour, except for Xue Xucheng, the other seven were all severely injured, and fell to the ground. Mr. Jia and the other two finally faced the West River Pirates.
Puff!
Gou Jianyang grinned, and slowly pulled out the soft sword from Xue Xucheng's chest. Blood dripped from his trembling wrist, and he pointed the tip of the sword at Mr. Jia.
"Hehe, I didn't expect a local ruffian to be protected by the Soul Blade Sect."
The old man looked at Mr. Jia greedily, and couldn't help but walk towards him. At this moment, Brother Ma pulled Mr. Jia behind him, and faced the tip of the sword with his body trembling.
Gou Jianyang was stunned, and looked at Brother Ma carefully. He realized that this person was just a Brute Force Level 3 trash, and was even weaker than the West River Pirates? Quick Acetylene Spring Xi??? Ruffian Amine Xi? Mound? Beak Pao Huang Chu? Zhi Chui Chui Chui? Qian Mu Long Sang? Scabbard Jar Judge? Dangling Silk? Φ Festering Skeleton Luo??? Hum? Scolding Cicada Play???
Amidst the roars of laughter from River West Pirate, Brother Ma moved his throat. Even though his voice was trembling, his gaze was firm and stubborn. "I, I promised him that I would, would protect, protect, good Boss Jia."
"You?" Gou Jianyang laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes, "You said you would protect him? Take a piss and look at yourself. Do you think you have the face of an invincible master? Haha, in this day and age, there are actually people who are so stupid … "
"Shut up!"
Mr. Jia roared at the top of his lungs, and walked to Brother Ma. He lowered his head and glanced at the familiar crotch. His chest twitched, and hot tears flowed down his face. He patted Brother Ma's shoulder, "Brother Ma, I recognize you as my brother!"
Seeing this, Brother Ma felt better. He squeezed out an ugly smile, and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Boss, if you can survive, tell, tell him, I, I will do what I said, I will do …"
Puff!
Looking at the long sword in Brother Ma's chest, Boss Jia was stunned.
Gou Jianyang shook his head and smiled. He pulled out the sword and turned around, and asked the leader of the Forbidden Guards, "Sir, do you want me to kill them all, or you …"
"You killed him, you killed him …" Mr. Jia, who came to his senses, grabbed Gou Jianyang's clothes, and asked absentmindedly, "How could you kill him, how dare you kill him …"
"Hehe, although I also want to kill you," Gou Jianyang pointed at the leader and sneered, "the ones who really want you dead are the officials."
Mr. Jia's eyes suddenly turned, and he saw the golden color that represented the emperor. He smiled sadly and indignantly, "Is it because he won tens of thousands of gold for me? As the emperor of a country, he can't even afford to lose ordinary gambling. He is even worse than a ruffian like me. How can he run a casino! F * ck his ancestors! "
More than a hundred Forbidden Guards' faces changed dramatically, and the leader even shouted coldly, "Kill him!"
Gou Jianyang laughed out loud, and with a twist of his wrist, he stabbed the soft sword behind him.
"I'll kill you!"
At the moment of life and death, Mr. Jia not only did not feel fear, but also turned into a crazy demon. He raised his fist and punched Gou Jianyang's back!
"This fist, I'm afraid, will be directly shattered by his own internal Qi …" Gou Jianyang laughed, thinking how could there be such a funny person in the world. It was as funny as the moon appearing in broad daylight.
Moon …
Gou Jianyang looked at the crescent moon that had suddenly appeared, thinking, Why is this crescent moon black?
Bang!
With a deafening bang, Gou Jianyang, who had not yet obtained an answer, suddenly exploded, and his flesh and blood splattered ten zhang around him!
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Mr. Jia's punch missed, and he staggered a few steps forward. He looked back, and the person who killed Brother Ma was nowhere to be seen. There was only a soft sword and a rolling head on the ground. He quickly picked up the head to take a look, and immediately burst into laughter, crying bitterly, "Brother Ma, Mr. Jia, I've avenged you!"
As soon as he said this, the area around Mr. Jia suddenly became empty. Everyone looked at Mr. Jia in horror, wondering what kind of power could directly kill a martial artist of Inner Qi Realm Level Three?
Innate Realm?
It was indeed the innate realm! But it was not Mr. Jia!
The old man and the Forbidden Guard leader looked around with grim faces. Not long after, the two of them suddenly turned their heads and looked at the intersection of the Fiend God Stockade.
"It's you, Xie Tian!" The Forbidden Guard leader's pupils shrank, and he could not help but shout out loud!
Xie Tian, who had just descended the mountain, did not look at Mr. Jia, nor did he look at the Soul Blade Sect disciples on the ground. His blood-red eyes were fixed on the seven leaders of Pirate of West River. His eyes flickered, as if he was calculating something.
When he was within ten zhang of the seven people, the mountain rock under his right foot was instantly shattered. He tore through the air in front of him like a raging bear, charging toward the seven people.
"How dare you!" Seeing that it was Xie Tian, the old man laughed viciously, and the ironwood crutch in his hand smashed down on Xie Tian's head. Killing a cultivator depended on this one blow!
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes had always been on the one-armed head. Facing the incoming crutch, he only raised his right arm to block. When the old man saw this, the speed of the ironwood crutch's descent increased dramatically. His eyes were filled with excitement!
Bang!
The ironwood crutch broke!
Bang!
Xie Tian raised his right arm again, and the back of his fist landed on the old man's chin. A big head flew into the sky!
Bang!
Xie Tian's right shoulder rammed into the second leader, who was the closest to him. A black light flashed on his shoulder, and the enemy's internal organs were all shattered!
Bang!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
Earthen Bear Paw Technique!
At this moment, Violent Bear Xie Tian had used seven moves! Kill the sixth leader! He stood in front of the one-armed leader!
Bang!
Vomiting a mouthful of blood, Xie Tian punched again with his right fist, aiming for the chest of the terrified one-armed leader.
Pu!
The fist broke the arm of a mantis trying to stop a chariot and pierced through the leader's chest.
Vomiting another mouthful of blood, Xie Tian pulled out his right arm, turned around, and walked toward Mr. Jia. As he walked, he swung his left hand behind him, and eight crescent moons flew toward the bandits from West River River who subconsciously rushed forward.
Screams of pain rose and fell, and it was the music of the King of Killing score. Xie Tian, who would rather suffer the backlash of his innate inner qi to kill the leader of the bandits from West River River River, finally covered Xiao Ma's face with his left palm right before Xiao Ma breathed his last.
"Xie Tian, I knew you would come!" Mr. Jia hugged Xie Tian and wailed loudly. The hatred in his voice was almost tangible. "Kill them all to take revenge for Xiao Ma!"
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