Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 29 Dragon Light Shooting Fight
Sunset and dusk are always short. In addition to ruins and ruins, there are still some former Song village houses left in the old city of Minyue. At this time, they have been repaired into rough fortifications. As a female wall, the shallow river ditch in the south is full of martial arts fighters, waiting for the Qing soldiers to arrive.

But at the moment when the sky was about to get dark, the mountain mist fell from the hills, slowly covering the fortified hill, blocking everyone's vision.

"Leave the formation and enter the camp!"

Chen Jinnan stood on the height of the ruined wall, his face sinking like water.

In such a foggy day, whether it is marching or fighting, they will suffer unknown losses, so they decisively ordered everyone to withdraw to the fortifications.

In one room, the leaders of Plum Blossom Boxing and Liuhe Boxing came from the same school, and they were both disciples of Nan Shaolin Zen Master Zhiqing, so they were naturally grouped together and hid in this roofless house.

Zhu Tingzhi of Plum Blossom Boxing leaned his back against the wall and said to his senior brother, "Senior brother Liu, do you think this world will be able to succeed?"

Liu Meisheng of Liuhe boxing school shook his head: "The Qing army is powerful, we come here to repay the teacher's kindness first, and naturally ignore the fire. The key depends on the surprise soldiers under Chen Zongduo..."

Zhu Tingzhi from Plum Blossom Fist sneered: "Then a bunch of brats who haven't fought a few times, how can they deal with the wolf-like Tartars."

Liu Meisheng also shook his head helplessly: "Since the precious and precious land of the chief helmsman is left to the end, it will be of some use after all. Brother Zhu, you still have younger brothers and sisters in your family. Those who can escape count as one, and it is not too late to take revenge for ten years!"

Zhu Tingzhi's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The younger brothers and sisters in the family are taken care of by themselves, this feud is not considered a good man overnight!"

Qingting's actions this time really caused too much trouble.Southern Shaolin may not be very powerful in the north of the Yangtze River, but disciples spread widely in the south. What they burned was not only a temple, but also a vast network of relationships, ranging from traffickers and pawns to officials and dignitaries. involved.

At a time when a person can be summed up by his background and family background, the Qing court's action is tantamount to digging up other people's ancestral graves, and then scolding the other's descendants will be punished with thousands of knives.

So these Southern Shaolin sects not only didn't fall down and disperse the monkeys, but instead gathered to counterattack. They had to make a shocking sound throughout the country, just to make the Qing court fail to end decently.

In history, the Southern Shaolin was burned, ten tigers entered Guangdong, and Hongmen's persistent anti-Qing activities were burned. These two people in front of them can only be said to be a drop in the ocean.

"Brother, come and see! What is that!"

Zhu Tingzhi suddenly yelled, breaking the tranquility in the mountain village. Liu Meisheng wanted to teach him a lesson, but before he could utter a sound, he heard the same exclamation one after another.

Liu Meisheng sensed that something was wrong, so he also moved close to the small broken window, and tore open the horizontal spider webs casually, only to hear a low voice resounding in the thick fog, like a flute playing, sobbing and sobbing.

The vast fog cut off the field of vision, and they couldn't see what was happening around them when they looked around. Everyone just felt their hairs stand on end, as if there was a strange atmosphere in the ruins of this ancient city.

But the mist always has something that cannot be blocked, such as the cold light of the Big Dipper in the sky, even the auxiliary stars and Bi stars that gradually disappeared after five generations can be found suddenly, Youshu, Tianyi, Taiyi, Tiandi, Niuxing And so on a series of stars that were once regarded as pole stars and then abandoned, are sitting high in the dark night sky, gazing at everything, like cold pupils.

But in this star-studded sky, a ray of purple light traverses the sky like a horse, pointing directly at the two stars in the north.
"Longguang shoots bulls and fights! There must be treasures born!"

Liu Meisheng muttered to himself, instantly thinking of the legend of the Yue Nv Sword that was said to be buried in this ancient city.

Could it be that the sword cast by Ou Yezi is also buried here?
Legend has it that the two swords of Longyuan and Tai'a entered the water and transformed into a dragon. Could it be that the voice just now was the chant of the dragon in the empty valley!

"Dragon roar!"

It seems that there are many people's thoughts in one place. No one expected to encounter so many wonders when entering the ancient city at night, and it was out of control for a while.

What broke the uproar was the sound of arrows piercing through the air, and the reckless martial arts practitioners jumped out of their hiding places, trying to chase after Long Guang Bao Qi in search of strange objects, but were instantly pierced by bows and arrows, spitting out blood.

In the thick fog, Ma Ning'er took the lead alone, wearing iron armor, knocked away Juma's antlers, and went straight to the place where there were most people.

"The thief goes away!"

With his left hand behind his back, Chen Jinnan looked around with his epee in the distance. He had already flew down from the top of the ruined wall, stepping on the shoulders of the young men in white, cutting through the fog.

In the direction of the sword's edge of the Juque Sword, the sharp airflow rolled up dust and billowed yellow sand, and immediately struck Ma Ning'er's arms, making a golden and iron clang!
Ma Ning'er looked ferocious, tore off the cracked gauntlet, and ran towards Chen Jinnan like a wild beast.Chen Zongduo turned his sword back to block, but was knocked away by a huge force, and he stopped retreating with his back leaning on the iron-blooded shield.

"Change formation!"

Ma Ning'er's lone army went deep into the opponent's arms, and the iron-blooded youth group of more than a hundred people hung their single swords behind them, formed a circle with their shields in their hands, and stepped on their feet to change their formation repeatedly.

Although the poisonous man's strength is great, it can't match the supporting structure of a hundred people; no matter how strong the poison is, it can't hurt the teenagers hiding behind the shield.Chen Jinnan's face turned pale, and the Juque sword was like a dragon flying across the sky, pointing directly at the vital points of Ma Ning'er's body.

Hearing more than [-] clanging sounds, Ma Ning'er's armor was dented and his gown was shattered. There was no longer an irresistible external support. Picking up a boy in white and throwing it into the air, he forcibly broke up the shield formation of the Jagged Boys, and flew ten steps away.

The drastic change in the situation was only due to the lightning and flint. A long spear that made Ma Ning'er's spine tremble in his dreams shot up from the ground, pierced his ankle, and then shook the stick with force, throwing him onto a ruined wall. It even knocked down the rammed earth platform that had stood for thousands of years.

"Officer Hong Xi!"

Enemies were extremely jealous when they met each other, and Ma Ning'er ignored the danger, and stabbed one after another with his deformed poisonous claws, approaching the position where Hong Xiguan was.

Officer Hong Xi flied with his spear, and retreated dangerously, dodging the continuous attacks. Since ancient times, gun fighting is the best, and sword fighting is the shortest.

But officer Hong Xi didn't seem to care, he just dismantled the death-throat choke gun into three sticks, and used point, split, snatch, and twist techniques in endlessly, but he never escaped within five steps of the opponent.

"Feilong three nods!"

Officer Hong Xi yelled, and the besieged teenagers hurriedly dispersed.

I saw the silver guns connected together in response, shaking out a splinter in front of Ma Ning'er, and then fired three consecutive shots at a speed as fast as lightning-the first shot on the forehead, the second shot on the throat, and the third shot on the chest. gun!

These three spears were as swift as one, and they were divided into three shadows. There was no trace of the shot, and the timing, strength, and angle were grasped to the extreme.
The tip of the gun seemed to sweep across, but actually poked it. Ma Ning'er stretched out his right arm and subconsciously wanted to block it, only to realize that the three shots were completely separated, and they blocked nothing!
All three spears pierced, Ma Ning'er and Hong Xiguan stood silent, only black blood flowed down the slightly shaking spear tip.

"Xiguan, I'll help you!"

Chen Jinnan swung his sword and wanted to take the opportunity to cut off the poisonous man's head, but he heard Hong Xiguan's roar.

"The helmsman get out of the way!"

Officer Hong Xi struggled to raise his gun, and a dark green sword shadow passed across the sky, cutting off the indestructible life-threatening choke gun made of fine steel, and even confronted the Juque sword that the master Chen Zongruo hurriedly turned around, completely Don't fall behind!

"Chen Jinnan, you've been tricked!"

The demon monk Keba smiled sadly, holding an ancient sword full of copper rust in his hand.

At this time, Ma Ning'er, who seemed to have been shot, suddenly raised his head with a grin on his face!

These three shots were definitely stabbed, but they were also blocked by him, only hurting his skin surface!
The armor on Ma Ning'er's body fell off completely. I saw that he was holding the gun head with his left hand, his right hand was seriously injured, and there were two arms growing under his armpits. Bi Lu couldn't make any more progress!
Ma Ninger...

There are four hands? !
(End of this chapter)