Temple Master Zhao of the Dragon King Temple was also a bandit and relied on ruthlessness to get to his position. Naturally he was always on guard against others coming to take care of him. Half of his men were guarding the shops in Fu Shun City and the other half were in the Dragon King Temple. Now that he heard the shrill sound of a horn in the backyard, he immediately rushed to the room near his side and shouted: "Brothers, come out quickly, someone must be here to cause trouble."
With this shout, several fierce and ruthless people jumped out from the rooms around the front hall, each of them holding a knife and a spear, shouting and cursing. Temple Head Priest Zhao also threw the box in his hand to his concubine to keep. He himself carried a Golden Back Mountain Cleaving Saber and led the way to the back courtyard.
But before Temple Master Zhao reached the backyard, eight masked men holding spears rushed in from the main door of the Dragon King Temple. These people formed groups of two and cooperated with each other. Without saying a word, they rushed to the back of Temple Master Zhao and his men and started to fight in the Dragon King Temple. Temple Master Zhao and his men were caught off guard and in the blink of an eye, two of their men were injured.
"Damn it." Temple Master Zhao's machete danced in an airtight manner and he still had the strength to scold: "Where did you come from? Why don't you weigh your own weight? You dare to bully Grandpa Zhao with just a few sticks? At most, I'll make you ghosts under my knife. "
Temple Master Zhao's martial arts were not bad and his men were also brave and ruthless outlaws. Facing the eight spear men who suddenly rushed in, they did not show any weakness. Both sides exchanged blows, clanging sounds, fighting to the death.
Temple Master Zhao's problem was that his men were using short weapons like knives and axes, so they did not have the advantage against spears. Usually, when dealing with such long weapons, they would think of a way to break the spear after blocking it and then take the opportunity to close in and kill them. But today, this group of masked men worked in pairs. If they blocked one spear, the other spear would be like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, vicious and swift, not easy to deal with.
The leader who rushed in from the front door was Uncle Wang, his two men were scared off by Zhou Qingfeng's test of courage. At this moment, the two of them were in a group of 'shameless to the point of bravery'. They received the enemy's almost suicidal assassination with one move, intending to avenge their humiliation. The two spears flew up and down. Although there wasn't any special technique, they were exceptionally powerful and fierce. With this group as an example, the others also put in extra effort.
After a few rounds, both sides had figured out each other's strength. Temple Master Zhao understood that he had encountered a group of newbies who were not afraid of death, so he didn't hesitate to kill them. These people were brave, but they couldn't be considered experts. At most, their teamwork was passable, and it wouldn't be difficult to take them down with a little effort.
The leader of the group, Uncle Wang, also calmed down. Temple Master Zhao's group was enough to crush them in a one-on-one fight. However, the other party was clearly used to living a comfortable life and was unwilling to risk his life. Instead, they ended up in a draw. As long as they could drag things out for a while, they would be able to launch a pincer attack when Zhou Qingfeng arrived.
Both sides immediately thought of waiting for reinforcements.
"Go and invite Chief Yang here." Although today's incident had started in the rear courtyard, Temple Master Zhao really didn't know the current situation there. He had finally managed to chop off one of the opponent's spears, but a three or four meter long spear could still be used as a stick without a spearhead. He had still managed to stab him in the chest, causing his sternum to ache and his blood to surge. He couldn't help but retreat. This couldn't continue.
The "Chief Yang" that Temple Master Zhao spoke of was an expert. Recently, he had roped in a group of bandits near Fushun. Two of their leaders were deserters from the border army. Among them, the Second Chief Yang Wei was skilled with the spear and was most effective in breaking formations. These past few days, he had invited Chief Yang over and treated him with good food and drinks. Now was the time to use them.
The young monk who had just escaped from the rear courtyard had gone into hiding, but one of Temple Master Zhao's subordinates had accepted the order to leave the formation and go to the rear courtyard to find Chief Yang. Unexpectedly, the moment the subordinate came out of the Dragon King Palace, he saw Chief Yang's figure and happily called for him to come help. In the end, Chief Yang was already in trouble and had to persuade him to surrender.
Persuade him to surrender? Even the strongest expert, Chief Yang, was finished? An even more ruthless group had come to the rear courtyard?
As the saying went, "Two fists are no match for four hands." Battles in formations had always been afraid of a pincer attack. The situation was not looking good for Temple Master Zhao. There were only eight or nine people on their side, and they were fighting the masked experts who had rushed in from the front door. When they found out that a group had come from the back door, their hearts instantly turned cold, and all they could think of was to escape. When Uncle Wang's group heard that the "First Master" had come, their morale soared, and they fought bravely.
Before Zhou Qingfeng could arrive, there was a scream from inside the Dragon King Palace. A ruffian thug had been pierced in the thigh by a spear. When the spearhead was pulled out, blood gushed out. It was obvious that this was a serious injury that could not be saved. In just a moment, he would bleed to death.
When they heard Chief Yang shouting outside the palace, "Hurry up and surrender, or you'll die," the morale of Temple Master Zhao's side plummeted. Temple Master Zhao himself was even more flustered and exasperated. He waved his golden saber and knocked away the spearhead. He rushed outside the palace and cursed, "Surnamed Yang, I've treated you well, and you dare to betray me?"
It was fine if Temple Master Zhao didn't speak, but when he did, Yang Wei was even more furious. He thought, "If I'm unlucky, then I'm unlucky because of you. All I did was drink a few times with you and sleep with your concubine for a few nights, but I got into such a disaster. I don't know where you provoked this jinx, young but vicious and merciless.
Early in the morning, while I was in the bathroom, they came killing their way in. Who could have thought of this? If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have a few more holes in my body by now. "
Thinking this, Yang Wei turned his head and shouted to Zhou Qingfeng, "First Master, the one who shouted is that wretch Zhao who deserves to die a thousand times. This person is extremely vicious, and even a hundred deaths cannot atone for his crimes. First Master, give me a spear. I'll rush in and twist off his head to offer it to First Master. "
However, Zhou Qingfeng didn't respond at all. He calmly ordered, "Group 1, Group 2, rush in. Group 3, monitor, and Group 4, follow me."
Four spears immediately rushed into the battle of the Dragon King Palace. At this moment, the Dragon King Palace was in chaos. The scoundrels who could have been in a stalemate were thinking of ways to escape, but their retreat was blocked, so they could only desperately break through. A few fierce madmen saw that there were fewer people rushing in from behind, so they shouted and rushed over.
This was really a life-and-death battle, and the winner was decided in just a single exchange. On Zhou Qingfeng's side, four spears suddenly pierced through the heart of one of the slayers, forcing the other two to retreat to defend. However, one of the slayers was particularly skilled. He threw out a lancet in his hand and slashed at the face of one of the spearmen. For a moment, there was a scream and blood splattered.
There was a gap in the cooperation of the two-man team, and the slayers who broke through immediately rushed out. This person also understood that he couldn't stay here for long, let alone fight. He ran to the wall outside the palace, jumped over the wall, and was about to escape. The other team of spearmen on guard behind him couldn't react in time and was about to let him escape.
The slayers were about to succeed, but suddenly, a bolt of lightning flew over and landed on his arm, which was trying to climb over the wall. The power of the lightning was not strong, far less than the complete version of the 'Lightning Strike'. But such a small hit made the slayers feel numb all over, and he fell from the wall powerlessly.
By the time he landed, the slayers had recovered again. He jumped up and was about to climb over the wall again, but unfortunately, the window of opportunity to escape had disappeared. A group of spearmen who reacted rushed behind him, and two spearheads fiercely pierced into his back. Because he had struck his partner, the spearmen who rushed over hated him to the bone. They pulled out the spearheads and stabbed him again, and again. For a moment, the slayers were badly mutilated, and it was a horrible sight.
Yang Wei was originally shouting to persuade the slayers to surrender, and he witnessed the whole process of the slayers' escape. He was originally cheering for the guy who escaped. He threw his saber, drilled through the air, and climbed over the wall, all in one go, as fast as lightning. If it were him, he wouldn't have been able to do better. In the end, a real bolt of lightning struck and reversed everything.
Yang Wei looked in the direction where the small bolt of lightning came from, and found that the one who did it was actually the 'Great Master' who was always talking. He originally thought that this group of masked experts could cooperate well, but they had limited combat experience. If he could paralyze them, he should be able to find an opportunity to escape. But when he saw Zhou Qingfeng's move, his thoughts of escaping immediately disappeared, and he only cared about praising him.
"So the Great Master is not only good with the spear, but also a martial arts practitioner. This' Lightning Strike 'is really a stroke of genius, and it has the miraculous effect of moving a thousand catties with little effort. What an amazing talent. I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. If the Great Master has any instructions, I'm willing to be at your service. Great Master, please give me a chance, really give me a chance. "
As Yang Wei spoke, he began to curse Temple Attendant Zhao in the hall. "Surnamed Zhao, what kind of monster did you f * cking son of a b * tch provoke? This little brat dared to come here with more than a dozen people. I thought he was a disciple from a general's family, but now I know he can also use electricity. Surnamed Zhao, you didn't die in vain today! "
One of the people on Zhou Qingfeng's side was struck down, and he immediately sent another group to replace him. The injured people were dragged down by their companions to stop the bleeding and bandage. The injured person happened to be struck in the face, and his injuries were quite serious, and it was very likely that he wouldn't survive. In particular, the injured person was still screaming in pain, and he kept struggling, which made his wound dirty and affected the bandage.
"Knock him out." Zhou Qingfeng coldly ordered the spearman who came to his rescue. "Or make him bite his mouth with a stick. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to save him, but you will also affect the others. "
The injured person chose to bite a wooden stick before the bandage could continue.
The battle in the Dragon King Hall had entered the second stage. After many people died, Temple Attendant Zhao still had three subordinates left, and they were already in a state of siege. They were unable to break out, and could only retreat to the side room to resist. He even used a few pieces of furniture to block the door, like a cornered beast fighting. The spearmen stabbed randomly through the door and windows, but they didn't see who they stabbed, but they heard a burst of women screaming.
The whole battle took less than ten minutes, and the two teams met in the Dragon King Hall. No one expected that the usually vicious Temple Attendant Zhao would be defeated so quickly, and the whole attack went unimaginably smoothly. One of the spearmen from the two teams was seriously injured, and the others were slightly injured, but their losses weren't big. On the other hand, Temple Attendant Zhao's side had several fallen, and there were corpses lying outside and inside the hall.
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