Blood sedge

Chapter 1166: Determined to Kill

"Seventh Master! This matter..."

"Any mistakes, any changes, and any consequences that occur in this matter will be borne by me, Murong Bai, alone. It has nothing to do with others!"

Before Deng Quan could say anything to dissuade him, Murong Bai had already stated his position and attitude in an unquestionable tone.

Deng Quan, with a serious face, stared blankly at Murong Bai, who had a solemn expression. He had thousands of words in his heart, and he was so anxious that he couldn't even utter a word.

Of course, he understood Murong Bai's good intentions, and also understood why Murong Bai risked being killed for disobeying orders and dared to save Ling Xiaoxiao. But even though he understood, Deng Quan still could not agree with Murong Bai's approach. In his opinion, Murong Bai's move was just too soft-hearted, and it was no different from raising a tiger to cause trouble.

However, before Deng Quan could figure out a response, Ling Xiaoxiao showed her indifference and disdain for Murong Bai's kindness: "What is this? You pity us orphans and widows, and you plan to keep us under house arrest in Luoyang City for the rest of our lives?"

"I……"

"Murong Bai, what do you think of us, mother and son? Are we cowards? Or are we selling ourselves for fame? A bitch shamelessly seduced a married man and gave birth to a hypocritical and selfish bastard, destroying the relationship between me and Brother Jin, destroying the happiness of our family, and finally causing us to be broken up and homeless... Now you want me to beg them for my life? Are the lives of the three of us, mother and son, so cheap? Am I, Ling Xiaoxiao, so spineless? For the sake of your so-called glory and wealth, you can ignore the hatred of killing your father and destroying your family?"

"This……"

"Or maybe, your hypocrisy is not out of consideration for our old relationship, but to use us mother and son to fulfill Liu Xunyi's reputation of 'repaying evil with kindness'."

"Ling Xiaoxiao, don't judge others by your own standards!" Facing Ling Xiaoxiao's sarcasm, the kind-hearted Murong Bai finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "If I didn't feel sorry for the young lady and the young master, why would I care about the life and death of a vicious woman like you?"

"A vicious woman? Ha! You finally spoke your mind." Ling Xiaoxiao glared at the exasperated Murong Bai. Her eyes changed from mocking to stern, from stern to angry, and then from angry to crazy. She challenged him, "Even if we die without a burial place, you can't make us surrender to that bitch and bastard! Today, the three of us, mother and son, swear to live and die together with Wudang. We live together and die together!"

"you……"

"Seventh Master, did you hear clearly?" Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao was ungrateful, Deng Quan was secretly delighted and took the opportunity to instigate her, "It's not that you didn't give her a chance to live, it's that Ling Xiaoxiao was stubborn and unyielding, and brought about her own destruction. In this case, you don't have to waste your breath anymore, just..."

"presumptuous!"

Before Deng Quan finished speaking, Gu Ri, with a gloomy face, suddenly shouted like thunder: "You boys, you claim to have seized the initiative with a few despicable tricks, and you dare to speak nonsense in front of me, ignoring the great reputation of my century-old Wudang. You are simply arrogant and don't know your own limitations!"

"That's right! It's still unknown who will win!" Zheng Songren stepped forward with his sword in hand, echoing indignantly, "How dare you, a bunch of rabble, speak so arrogantly in front of Wudang? It's really ridiculous!"

"You want to use your numbers to bully the minority? I'm afraid you've chosen the wrong opponent this time!"

"Why should Wudang disciples be afraid of these scoundrels? We will fight them head on!"

"At worst, I'll die. What's the harm?"

……

With the presence of two top masters, Gu Ri and Gu Yue, and Zheng Songren's instigation, the surviving Wudang disciples rekindled their passion. For a time, they were all excited, sharing the same hatred of the enemy, and their bold words were endless one after another.

Seeing that the Wudang men were rubbing their hands and eager to fight, the masked men in black around them could not contain their surging fighting spirit and they all raised their swords and knives, ready to take action.

"Seventh Master, you have done your best, but in the end you get this result." Deng Quan held the mandarin duck copper ring in front of him, looked at Gu Ri, Gu Yue and the other Wudang disciples with unfriendly eyes, and said gloomily, "Next, can you let the brothers give it a try?"

Murong Bai took a deep look at the angry Ling Xiaoxiao and the tearful Luo Ningyu. After hesitating for a long time, he said nothing more. He turned to Deng Quan who was ready to go and nodded slowly: "A gathering to kill traitors lured Qingfeng and all the elite Wudang soldiers down the mountain. Now most of them have been killed by us. Now, we still have to kill all the remaining Wudang remnants at all costs. Among them, the most important ones are Elders Gu Ri and Gu Yue. As long as we can keep them in Yandang Valley forever, it will be worth it even if we sacrifice our lives."

"Of course!" Deng Quan licked his dry lips with his scarlet tongue, staring at the murderous Gu Ri with his sharp eyes without blinking, and raised a bloodthirsty grin, "Gu Yue was blinded in the left eye by your unexpected shot, and his injuries are serious. His power is greatly damaged, so he is no longer a threat. Now there is only the weak Gu Ri who is barely able to fight. As the saying goes, 'two fists cannot beat four hands, and a good tiger cannot fight a pack of wolves', so why should we be afraid?"

"Gu Ri is the leader of the Four Elephants of Wudang. His martial arts skills are probably not inferior to Qing Feng's. You must not underestimate the enemy!"

"Don't worry, Master Qi. I know what I am doing." Deng Quan narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Murong Bai without turning his head, "To be honest, when I saw the young master fighting Qingfeng that day, I was eager to learn some skills. I have long wanted to learn the skills of the Wudang elders, but I have never had the chance. Today is a godsend opportunity. Don't snatch it from me. Just give Gu Ri to me..."

"No! Leave Gu Ri to me, you deal with Gu Yue..."

"Seventh Master, please be patient and listen to me!" Deng Quan explained quietly, "I know that I am not a match for Gu Ri alone, but it should not be difficult to hold him back with all my strength. You lead the others to deal with Gu Yue and other Wudang remnants who are still alive. After clearing all obstacles, join forces with me to kill the old villain together!"

“No…” “Thank you, Master Qi, for your help!”

Before Murong Bai could utter a word, Deng Quan had already thanked him. At the same time, he paused, soared into the sky, turned in the air, and immediately turned into a black afterimage. Amidst the entanglement of two golden halos, he pounced on the sun with the force of driving thunder and lightning.

"Humph! Overestimating yourself!"

Gu Ri, who had already been aroused to anger, no longer cared about his seniority in the martial arts world. Before his angry cry faded, he had mysteriously disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of Deng Quan out of thin air. With every move he made, a green cyclone of terrifying internal energy was released, which rumbled in the air and penetrated the heaven and earth like a mighty thunderbolt.

"Quick victory, kill!"

Seeing Deng Quan and Gu Ri fighting in a flash, and gradually losing the upper hand after the first ten rounds, while Deng Quan was still relying on a strong will to fight to the death and stubbornly holding on, Murong Bai couldn't help but feel anxious. He urged the masked men in black to launch a siege on the remaining Wudang disciples, while he charged into the battle with a gun in hand. After killing three Wudang disciples who were caught off guard with lightning speed, he faced Gu Yue, who was angry because of the stab in his left eye, and fought with him in close combat.

"For the reputation and dignity of Wudang, and to avenge the master, kill!"

"kill!"

Following Zheng Songren's order, dozens of Wudang disciples engaged in a melee with hundreds of masked men in black.

For a while, sounds of provocation, roars, and curses... rose and fell in the Yandang Valley, endlessly.

Swords clashed, blades stabbed, blood splattered, screams and wails...

Knife wounds, sword scars, broken arms and limbs, corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river...

The chaotic and noisy sounds set off the messy and chaotic scene.

At this moment, the Yandang Valley has become a purgatory on earth. All those who are in it have lost their humanity and conscience. There is only blood-thirsty slaughter and endless rage. It is easier to swing a knife than to raise a cup and throw chopsticks. Human life is as cheap as an ant. Everyone has turned into hellish devils, wandering between killing and being killed, between survival and destruction, between pain and satisfaction, and switching in an instant.

It is worth mentioning that although the battle was stalemate and both sides were fighting to the death, they all avoided Ling Xiaoxiao and Luo Ningyu intentionally or unintentionally, leaving the trembling mother and daughter to snuggle up to each other beside the carriage, silently watching the bloody and cruel scenes happening before their eyes, and listening to the miserable cries.

Although the Wudang disciples, at the end of their rope and filled with grief and anger, burst out with courage and fighting spirit worthy of their reputation, they still seemed to be stretched thin in front of the large number of black-clad masked men.

At this time, the Wudang disciples may have the advantage in a one-on-one fight, may be evenly matched in a one-on-two fight, and may be fearless in a one-on-three fight. However, when faced with opponents who are several times their number and are equally brave and warlike, and are willing to fight to the death, in a one-on-four, one-on-five, or even one-on-many fight, without the first-rate martial arts that are far superior to ordinary people like Gu Ri and Gu Yue, they will ultimately be subject to the iron rule of reality that "a hero cannot stand against numbers."

In less than a cup of tea, the dozens of remaining Wudang disciples were either dead or injured. Regardless of how much of their combat power had been lost, there were less than a handful of them still standing, and all of them were covered in wounds and barely breathing.

On the other hand, the advantage of the masked men in black is increasing with the passage of time, and the casualties they have suffered are becoming smaller and smaller. At present, there are still nearly a hundred people with high morale, watching with eager eyes.

As Gu Ri and Gu Yue were tightly entangled by Deng Quan and Murong Bai, they could only watch as the Wudang disciples were slaughtered by the masked men in black, while they were unable to do anything.

It was precisely because they were concerned about the safety of Wudang disciples that Gu Ri and Gu Yue were unable to concentrate on fighting the enemy, and thus revealed some flaws in the dangerous confrontation, which were seized by Murong Bai and Deng Quan, who were also masters, and they succeeded time and again.

The difference is that Deng Quan's "success" was escaping death, while Murong Bai's "success" was actually catching the enemy off guard.

The reason for this was that there was a huge difference in martial arts between Deng Quan and Gu Ri. Even if Gu Ri was distracted to fight the enemy, he could not hurt his vital points. He could only temporarily relieve some of the pressure so that Deng Quan would not be defeated hastily.

On the other hand, Murong Bai, who was more skilled in martial arts, undoubtedly became more and more courageous and had the upper hand when facing Gu Yue, who was seriously injured and distracted.

Poor Gu Yue, who had already lost one eye, was already showing signs of defeat under the swift attack of Murong Bai's magical Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Spear. From then on, he became more and more passive, more and more exhausted, and more and more panicked.

In terms of martial arts and experience, Murong Bai is not inferior to Gu Yue. Considering their age, condition and momentum, it is no surprise that Murong Bai has the upper hand over Gu Yue.

Murong Bai's spear was as powerful as a dragon, splitting the wind and slicing the waves. His strength was as strong as a tiger, splitting the mountains and crushing the rocks. He forced Gu Yue, whose internal energy was greatly depleted and whose physical strength was gradually fading, to retreat step by step, unable to resist.

As one gains, the other loses, and the superiority is immediately apparent.

If the battle continues at this trend for another twenty or thirty rounds, Gu Yue will probably die at the hands of Murong Bai's silver spear.

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