Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 641: The Battlefield

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The usually quiet Taoist temple was particularly noisy today. The wounded were continuously sent out from inside. The panicked Taiping Taoist followers were rushing to rescue them, and many kind-hearted believers were also willing to lend a helping hand.

The streets were filled with wailing and sounds of compassion. The small basin containing the medical cloth was stained with blood not long after it was taken over. At the entrance of the Taoist temple, more and more wounded people came out.

The young Taoist who had just bandaged his body was still very excited and wanted to go back to the Taoist temple to fight a few more rounds. The older brother beside him tried to dissuade him and calmed him down with the tone of an experienced person.

During the debate, two women with different postures passed by. They were disguised, but they had a unique temperament that was unforgettable.

The two men came to the entrance of the Taoist temple, and one of them drew his scimitar.

"If anyone wants to come over here, be my victim first!"

Her long wheat-yellow braids fell on her shoulders along the veil of her hat, so her appearance could not be seen clearly. Her slender legs, like those of a sika deer, looked strong and agile. The wrist holding the scimitar turned in an arc, and her cold eyes glanced at the hostility coming from all around.

"I'll go in first. Sister, please wait."

The other woman changed the hand holding the sword. It was a habitual action, as if she was alert to something so that she could draw the sword in the best condition at any time.

Not long after the female swordsman disappeared, the sound of arguing was heard again in the Taoist temple. Then, the female swordsman who had just disappeared reappeared in the field of vision. She brought out a dignified and beautiful woman. Some Taiping Taoist members recognized that this was Murong Yan who had come to surrender earlier, so they shouted.

"Witch Murong Yan, stop!"

Then three members of the Taiping Dao stepped forward and formed a sword formation, intending to block their way.

Murong Yan rolled up her sleeves lightly, waved her hand, and said, "Go away, I don't want to leave."

With a swordsman and a swordsman guarding her on both sides, Murong Yan was not afraid of any threats as she trusted her companions quite a lot.

"The religious group has arrived in Jinyang."

"Sima Tu will surely fall, and his dream of becoming an immortal will be crushed by the sect."

"You have all been deceived and exploited by the Taiping Dao. We have never been enemies."

Murong Yan spoke, and the Taiping Dao members began to question her.

"The Cult? Stop lying, you have no backup at all!"

"The latest intelligence reports have not mentioned a large number of troops entering Beizhen."

"The witch is spreading lies to confuse the people. Brothers and fellow disciples, let's go together. We will definitely be able to capture the witch alive and present her to the Heavenly Master!"

Murong Yan said calmly: "There are only four of us in the sect."

After saying that, she made way for them. Behind her stood a blood-stained "corpse", along with two guards, making a total of four people.

The Taiping Daoists were surprised and asked, "What is this?!"

——Bai Feng, returned covered in blood.

"Bai Feng is not dead yet!"

Bai Feng's breathing was steady and his steps were firm. Judging from his physical condition, he didn't look like he had just been in a battle, but the body covered in blood and sweat was indeed his.

He is the only one in the world who can fight to this extent, standing in front of Taiping Dao with scars all over his body, still unruly.

"Quick, surround them!"

Bai Feng pushed away the people around him, stood in the front again, and said, "I am indeed a dead man."

"Carrying the will of the dead."

"Carrying the dreams of the dead."

"Fight for those who are already dead!" Bai Feng raised his sword to face the enemy: "You, do you also want to become dead?"

The Taiping Dao members all chose to stand still.

Seeing this, Bai Feng continued, "Leave Jinyang, or choose to take Sima Tu's head with me. It's your choice."

After he finished speaking, the Dragon Roaring Sword clanged back into its sheath.

In a moment, a magnificent "ox cart" pulled by three oxen broke through the siege and appeared in front of Bai Feng and his companions. Many Taiping Taoist priests were knocked away or trampled under the feet of the bulls. There was a giant man sitting in the cart. The Taoist priests did not feel angry, but instead showed respect in unison.

"Uncle Kaiyang is here!"

The giant Khan jumped off the carriage, and there was a muffled sound on the ground, leaving a pair of deep footprints where he landed.

"Leave Murong Yan here, and kill everyone else." The giant Khan turned his back to Bai Feng and Murong Yan, as if he didn't want to see them and dodged them deliberately.

He waved his left arm to give orders to the Taoists. The hard dark color was reflected by the sunlight, and several rays of light appeared. It was a prosthetic limb made of steel.

"Who are you?!" Murong Yan was horrified: "Fu Wentao, is that you? Wentao!"

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Hearing Murong Yan's call, Kai Yangzi subconsciously turned his head and gave a strange sneer.

"I didn't want to take action." Kai Yangzi turned around and faced his old acquaintance. He took out the magic weapon that made him famous, the sword whip 'Dragon Bone', and ordered the Taiping Daoists: "You block the road, I will arrest the person myself."

Bai Feng roared, "Fu Wentao! What on earth are you doing!"

"What am I doing?" Fu Wentao laughed loudly. In just five years, his hair had turned completely white. "Humph, I'm afraid Master Bai doesn't want to know."

The sword whip dragon bone dragged on the ground, leaving traces.

Fu Wentao was approaching step by step.

"Hey, have you forgotten about me?" An inappropriate joke came from the sky, and then Su Qing appeared in front of everyone and said, "Murong Yan is mine, no one can take her away from me."

Fu Wentao knew that Su Qing wanted to get ahead of others, so he quickened his pace and approached Murong Yan. When the guards blocked his way, he tried his best to open a way out. However, Su Qing still had excellent body movements. He carried Murong Yan on his shoulders, jumped up, jumped over the eaves and escaped.

Before leaving, Murong Yan's earth-shattering cry still echoed nearby: "Wentao. Wenao"

Murong Yan's two guards were badly injured. The older one greeted the younger one and said, "Ake, follow the arrangement. We will go separately and meet at the old place."

"Sister Yu'er! What about our sworn brother?" Yu Ke felt inexplicably distressed as he watched the confrontation between Bai Feng and Fu Wentao.

Heba Yuer said: "Master Bai will definitely find a way to escape, we must trust him."

"I will stop them." Bai Feng roared, "They are just a bunch of rabble. I have my own way to deal with them."

"Sworn brother!"

"Ake, go!"

Yu Ke held back her tears of parting and fled in separate ways with Heba Yuer.

After seeing that his companions had left safely, Bai Feng challenged Fu Wentao, "Fu Wentao, you are defeated. If you have the guts, bring your men with you and follow me in to see what has become of your fellow apprentices."

"Brother Bai, don't think I will fall for this kind of clumsy provocation." Fu Wentao immediately ordered all the Taoists present to start searching the city for Murong Yan and Su Qing. He said, "From now on, the Taiping Taoists will work day and night to find Murong Yan before the 'Fengshan Ceremony'. You know the consequences of daring to hinder the Heavenly Master's path to becoming an immortal."

Fu Wentao took a step forward: "As for you, Bai Feng."

In an instant, the two seemed to have returned to the time when they first met. Back then, Fu Wentao was the assassin, but Bai Feng's original intention remained unchanged. He was still the one who protected Murong Yan.

"Tell Master Tianshi that I have taken Bai Feng's head."

Fu Wentao revealed a terrifying grin that Bai Feng had never seen before, and then the two of them stepped into the Taoist temple one after the other, and an unprecedented life-and-death battle began.