When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 250 Two tigers attack the dragon, and the god and nun kill the general

Ye Guhong held a gun in his hand, mobilized his inner strength, and shook the gun, but he heard a "buzzing" sound that lasted for a long time.

Wang Hong was not without vision, and his expression suddenly turned solemn.

You must know that during the Song Dynasty, although the overall armament was lax, there were an endless supply of masters with guns.

The Mongols swept across the world and were invincible, but it took countless time to destroy the seemingly weak Southern Song Dynasty. Of course, they relied on the support of Guo Daxia and other reckless heroes, but also the contribution of the elite soldiers and generals of the Song army.

Although Wang Hong is good at swordsmanship, how can he not understand spear skills at all since he wears armor and serves as a soldier?
Like iron spears and wooden spears, they originally have their own strengths. The iron spear is heavy and powerful, but the great thing about the wooden spear is that the barrel is very tough. A master can use it like a dragon and a python, with full strength and suitable for both offense and defense. .

However, a truly fierce general can use his astonishing strength to use a hard iron spear with the vibrating force of a wooden spear. This is equivalent to having the strengths of both iron and wood. On the battlefield, one can equal a thousand. figure.

Yang Zaixing, who fought against Xiaoshanghe back then, was one of the leaders.

"it is good!"

As soon as the expert made a move, there was nothing left. Ye Guhong only shook his gun. Wang Hong had put away his contempt and praised him loudly.

However, he forgot one thing: if he were on horseback and the spear tip fell to the ground, he would be irreparably defeated. But at this moment, both of them were fighting on foot, but they were much more flexible than on horseback.

Wang Hong opened his eyes, and when the gun head came out from his waist, he also turned around and swung the knife in his right hand. With a sudden strike, with the force of twisting and turning, he struck the head of the gun impartially. !

The head of the gun falling to the ground and the butt end of the gun being held with one hand is called a defeat in marksmanship. Once the defeat is achieved, there is no room for salvation.

Wang Hong was overjoyed, and kept turning around. He then swung out the knife in his left hand and chopped off Ye Guhong's head.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already two feet apart. Ye Guhong twisted his body and stepped forward. The gun rolled up with a roar, coiled around his waist, and with a roar, it jumped out like a poisonous python, with the gun tasseled. It exploded straight away, and the red color was dazzling.

Miejie couldn't help but nodded secretly. Although Ye Guhong's move was a spear, it was mixed with extremely superb body skills and short fighting skills. It would be extremely difficult for ordinary generals to take it. Although this "Knife King" looked a little embarrassed, his adaptability was very good. Extremely fast, no wonder he dares to speak wildly and wants to compete with himself.

After saying that, he roared and ran towards him, his two heavy knives spread out like wings, and his tall and fat figure appeared to be extremely flexible.

In terms of exquisiteness, the Yang family's marksmanship is still superior to the Wang family's double swords. Ye Guhong's martial arts level is far superior to his opponent, so even if he fights on horseback, he is not afraid of him going up to the sky, and he will respond easily.

The two sides had just fought. Although it was just a flash of lightning, Ye Guhong had already seen through the opponent's fundamentals——

Wang Hong's eyelids twitched when he saw Ye Guhong raising his leg to kick him. He quickly turned around, raised his knee, and hit Ye Guhong's leg with his knee. His right knife whizzed towards his wrist.

Ye Guhong pulled the spear backwards with one hand and rushed to meet him.

Ye Guhong laughed, let go, jumped back, raised the gun, and held it diagonally in front of his chest. He took a weak step forward and an arched step back, recreating the posture of "Green Dragon Exploring the Sea".

Wang Hong protected his whole body with two swords, one high and one low. He looked dignified and cautious, and turned his right leg slightly. He felt an excruciating pain in his knee, as if a piece of hot coal had been inserted into his flesh. Knowing that the opponent's internal force was invading, he quickly shouted: "Okay, okay ! The Emei Jade Hero is indeed extraordinary, but since his martial arts skills are compared with each other, how can a foot fight be enjoyable? Do you dare to mount a fight with Wang?"

The Wang family's double swords are indeed extraordinary, and I don't know where they learned their unique skills. However, although this "Little Sword King" is not young, he has probably never encountered a real fierce general to fight. Therefore, his sword skills are superb, and he will not be able to face a hostile battle. At this time, I always felt that there was a lack of spirituality.

Ye Guhong glanced at his knees and said calmly: "It's up to you to draw the line today, and I will follow suit."

This is a killing move among the two swords passed down from his family. It is specially designed to defeat spears and other piercing moves. It is famously called "Two Tigers Pounce on the Dragon"!
It means that even if your marksmanship is as good as that of a dragon on the sea, these two swords are just like two tigers attacking one after another. One sword can break the spear and the other kill, it is the most powerful.

Ye Gucheng stabbed out the gun with one hand, struck hard with the knife, and let the gun head fall to the ground seemingly involuntarily——

Wang Hong still thought he had a trick, so he limped around and turned around. One of his men pulled over the war horse he was riding on. Ye Guhong also turned around and mounted the horse. The two shook the reins and started fighting again.

Then he cheered: "No wonder you are a young man with such a great reputation. It seems that the Emei Sect is indeed outstanding. It's a pity, it's a pity that you met Wang today!"

This time, Ye Guhong did not use clever tricks, but used the Yang family's spear skills to the fullest. He stabbed and struck, and the spear was brutal and domineering.

Seeing Wang Honghou's hand slashing with the sword in the middle, Ye Guhong suddenly took a step forward, gently raised his free left hand, and accurately grasped Wang Hong's pulse gate in the brilliant light of the sword.

Wang Hong also refused to show weakness. He swung his two broadswords and hit the old tree root above the dark cloud cover. His powerful sword skills were fully displayed. All the Shandong tycoons watched the battle from a distance, and their expressions changed.

Miejie sneered and said: "This guy can be considered a tiger general, but he is willing to serve the Tatars. It is really not a pity to die."

Xia Rong stepped forward and said worriedly: "Master, although Emei's unique skills are amazing, Ye Shaoxia's horse battle with this guy is exactly what he is good at. Could it be..."

Miejie shook his head and said confidently: "Our Emei sect is inherited from the Guo family. Although my ancestor's father is famous all over the world as a hero, when it comes to military strategy, is he weaker than anyone else?"

After saying that, I remembered that many of the heroes were eager for her to come forward and lead everyone to fight against the Yuan. Although she was unable to do so at the moment, she might not be able to use the power of these people if she really took action in the future.

So he specifically said: "Everyone, Yang Su, a minister of the Sui Dynasty, has a poem that says: Traveling thousands of miles away, Hu's luck will be poor for a hundred years! It can be seen that the Hu people have no national luck for a hundred years. Even if he is proud for a while, he will naturally take back this country when a hero of our Han family is born. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. My disciple Gu Hong, who is from Sri Lanka, is just a traitor named Wang who works for the Tatars. How can he do anything to my disciple?"

The poem "Traveling thousands of miles away, Hu Yun has been poor for hundreds of years" was recited by Tang Gong and Yin Liu after drinking. They were delighted with their heroic spirit in destroying the calamity. They firmly remembered these two sentences and quoted them in a decent way. Shandong Qun Hao Wuyi is convinced, it’s just a thought, this head of Emei is indeed a master of the world, truly talented in both civil and military affairs.

While he was talking, two horses were standing in the field, fighting forty or fifty times.

Ye Guhong's internal energy was turning faster and faster, and the iron gun in his hand was as fast as a gun and as heavy as a gun.

However, the disciples of generals also have their own methods of strengthening their muscles and bones and transferring their internal strength. Otherwise, since ancient times, generals have been fighting all day long, with heavy weapons and armor. How can they be supported by human power?
For example, if Wang Hong's internal strength is placed in the world, he can be regarded as a master. However, the difference in strength and weakness, and the comparison of the whole system, compared with Ye Guhong who has practiced Jiuyang Xuan Gong, Wang Hong is still inferior after all. The two knives gradually became unable to block the attack.

At this time, Wang Ying, the real "King of Swordsmen", couldn't sit still in the restaurant when he saw that his son had been unable to win for a long time.

He quietly went downstairs, mingled with the crowd and watched for a while, and said in surprise: "This young man's marksmanship is so good and his strength is astonishing. He is as good as the famous generals from ancient times! If he lives, he will definitely be a worry for the family and the country in the future... Humph! Take my iron arm. Here comes the bow."

After hearing this, the generals around him went to get their bows and arrows, while others deliberately straightened their backs to cover the old Wang Ying.

Wang Ying took the bow and arrow in his hand, pulled it full circle with all his strength, and hid it behind the general's back. He watched Ye Guhong get closer, and where he let go, the arrow shot through the air like a shock of lightning.

The group of heroes shouted in unison: "Be careful of cold arrows!" Ye Guhong raised his eyebrows and did not dodge or dodge. He put the gun shaft under his arm, held it with one arm and swung it outwards, swung away Wang Hong's double swords, and used his left hand to use Piao Xue Pierce. Using force in Yun's palm, he raised his little finger and ring finger, and plucked the front end of the arrow shaft like an orchid, like plucking a pipa, or swinging five strings. The arrow immediately turned around and plunged into Wang Hong's shoulder.

Wang Hong grunted, and the sword in his right hand fell to the ground. He knew that something was wrong. When he was about to get back on his horse, he heard Ye Guhong shouting, and the iron gun quickly swept back. The tip of the gun was like a sword. With a swipe from Wang Hong's throat, his head shook. He raised his head and slowly fell off the horse.

From his throat, blood gushes out like a fountain.

Wang Ying's cold arrow failed to hurt anyone, but instead killed his son. For a moment, he felt that his soul was empty, and he screamed: "My son!"

He turned around like an old bear, grabbed the two swords from his hands, jumped on a war horse, and came to avenge his son.

Ye Guhong curled his lips and shook his head, thinking that this old guy had plotted against me, but it was not my turn to take action.

Sure enough, Master Miejie behind him had already raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly: "Old traitor! You are asking for your own death!"

The voice was so high-pitched that the heads of the surrounding Shandong heroes buzzed. Those who were weak in internal energy and unfortunate enough to be close to him even fell down and felt dizzy.

Xia Mong, Situ Zhong, Taoist Yuqiu and others with deep inner strength also involuntarily shrank their necks, watching helplessly as Miejie jumped off his horse, as if it turned into a gray thunder, and shot out of the sky with a bang.

The veteran general Wang Ying was charging into the killing place with his horse and sword raised, when he suddenly saw a long shadow flying straight towards him like a gray dragon. He was shocked in his heart and thought to himself: How could there be such light kung fu in the world?

With a strange scream, he was about to swing his knife to chop, but he saw the gray figure leaping up in front of the horse, and his figure condensed in the air, but it turned out to be a beautiful nun with a fierce aura. Before he could change his mind, he He saw a slender, jade-white palm coming toward his face.

The heroes of Shandong all had their eyes wide open, watching helplessly as Miejie rushed out in anger. In the blink of an eye, they swept out more than ten feet away and faced Wang Ying, the "King of Swords", who was holding his double swords high. He jumped up on his horse and struck out with a light palm. It was slapped on Wang Ying's face. It seemed that he was unable to deal with it. Then with a pop, Wang Ying's entire body, including the iron helmet on his head, turned into powder. His flesh, blood, and brains flew up to ten feet away. With a crash, they were scattered on the ground. on the ground.

Miejie just landed on the ground, not even a speck of dust was scattered.

Everyone was still in shock when they saw Wang Ying's war horse frightened. Herod neighed loudly and stood up carrying Wang Ying's headless body. Two big horse hooves with bowl mouths stepped down towards the destruction.

Qunhao exclaimed: "Master, be careful!"

Then he saw that Miejie was not dodging, he reached over his head with one palm, caught the horse's hoof, and swung it behind him.

The horse, which weighed no less than a thousand kilograms, flew into the air with its four hooves and hit the ground hard, kicking up mud and dust.

Shandong tycoons, Wang family generals, and hundreds of people on both sides were all stunned on the spot.

Miejie clapped his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the Wang family generals. The strong men all screamed strangely, turned around and ran away.

Miejie shouted: "You are a raccoon dog, just like a tiger. Where are you going to go?"

The figure flashed and swept straight into the crowd. He did not draw his sword. He only saw his figure rising and falling, his big sleeves flying, and one palm at a time, sending the generals flying in all directions.

In just a few breaths, not one of the nearly a hundred generals escaped ten feet away. In front of the hero building, corpses lay everywhere.

Only then did Miejie stop being angry, turned around and walked back step by step.

The heroes of Shandong knew clearly that they were not enemies, but as they watched her tall body approaching step by step, they couldn't help but feel that their two legs were fighting, and even breathing was extremely difficult.

Many of them had fornications with the government and had hidden evil thoughts. They could not restrain themselves from screaming, turned around, spurred their horses, or threw their legs away, and ran away without looking back.

Miejie walked to Ye Guhong, stood still, looked up at his apprentice: "Are you okay?"

Ye Guhong dismounted quickly and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, it's just a cold arrow. Although he is old, he is not the old Huang Zhong. How could he hurt the disciple?"

Miejie said with a straight face: "The war is dangerous, so don't be careless."

Ye Guhong nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Miejie smile slightly, look at Xia Sun and others, shook his head and said, "Master, I'm too lazy to say hello to them. You go and fetch my horse, we have to hurry on."

Ye Guhong nodded, jumped back to the crowd, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you all seniors for coming to stand up for my master and apprentice. My master and apprentice have important things to do, so I can't delay for long, so I will say goodbye to my seniors. There is no need to send them away far away." , after I finish my master’s affairs, I’ll invite my seniors to have a drink and have a good chat when I have the chance.”

Xia Jun and the rest of the group, no one dared to take the big shot, they all respectfully clasped their fists and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, Ye Shaoxia, please go on your way."

Ye Gucheng smiled at everyone, pulled up the horse and returned to his master. The master and apprentice each mounted their horses and left. The heroes from Shandong behind shouted like a tide: "We would like to wish the gods and nuns a smooth trip and good luck."

Miejie didn't even look back. Ye Guhong turned around immediately, laughed and clasped his fists, saying thank you. After a while, he saw a vague figure, and gradually couldn't see clearly.

It was only then that everyone let out a long breath.

Many people exhaled together, and among them there were many who were successful in cultivating internal energy. The momentum was so loud that everyone was startled. Then they looked at me, then I looked at you, and they all smiled bitterly.

Someone asked: "Xia Daxia, you saw Master Zhang take action last year. Is he really more powerful than the Tribulation God Ni?"

Xia Rong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Zhenzhen Zhang's ability can no longer be determined by martial arts. As for the Emei Goddess, haha, originally I only thought that he and the three Shaolin Gods were in Zhong Bo's room, but today I saw her taking action... I'm afraid that next to Master Zhang, this nun is the most outstanding."

Situ Zhong's cheeks were red from drinking, but now his face was pale. The wine had already melted and he was sweating. He said: "Although Wang Ying has become a lackey of the Tatars, his martial arts cannot be faked. He was still there back then." When I was wandering around in the world, I had few opponents. After so many years of fighting and fighting, how much better has my swordsmanship become? Even though I don’t want to say that he is the best master in Shandong, I have to admit it, but you can see that he is destroying the calamity. In front of the nun, he is no different than a child. If the three Shaolin monks had taken action, they would have been unable to defeat Wang Ying within at least thirty or forty moves."

Although Situ Zhong often offends people with his words, everyone knows that he speaks the most straightforward words and has extraordinary eyesight, so they all believe in him. There was a lot of discussion for a while. As for Miejie's somewhat rude behavior towards everyone, it turned out to be No one cares.

Within a few days, the story of the Battle of Tai'an was reported, and the pair of master and disciple, Miejie Shenni and Emei Yuxia, once again became famous.

Although the Shandong government did not arrange an ambush, they sent an urgent horse to report the matter to the court at high speed.

When Emperor Yuan heard about the death of Wang Ying and his son, he was furious and immediately sent an order to King Ruyang, asking him to arrange experts to capture the murderer no matter what and avenge the loyal ministers of Yuan Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)