Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 131 I am Zhao Rong of Hengshan Sect (8.295k)
The corpses were lying everywhere, it was a miserable sight.

There is a wall of life and death separating the outside and the inside of the courtyard. On one side is the world of business, and on the other side is the Asura hell.

The fishy smell is strong and feels like needles pricking your face.

Blood flowed like a river in the yard, the roots of the banyan tree were soaked with blood, and the morning breeze shook the branches and leaves, making a particularly eerie sound.

"Junior sister!!"

Yiqing cried out in sorrow and fell beside a Hengshan disciple. The disciple had his eyes closed and had already ascended to heaven.

It seemed that after several bloody battles, after the initial discomfort, the Huashan disciples quickly turned over the corpses to look for living people at the request of the leaders of the two sects.

"How could this happen?!"

Ning Zhongze sniffed the breath of a Taishan disciple and frowned.

"These corpses are not just my Five Mountains disciples," Mr. Mo Da pushed aside a crescent shovel and found the monks below, "these are the Shaolin monks we saw in Songshan."

Sect Leader Yue reached out and touched the chest of a Wudang disciple wearing a Taoist robe and found that he had been dead for a long time.

Then I saw the Wudang sword next to me stuck in a strange man.

"There are also the bodies of the cult thieves."

"Many people from both the good and evil worlds have come, and some of them even met us in the Songshan Hall."

"This man looks so familiar," Ning Zhongze thought for a moment, and when he saw the strange weapon in his hand, he immediately realized, "It's him!"

"Yu Lingfeng, the elder of the Fushan Qibing Sect in the Three Jins, this is his Wind, Fire and Five Elements Wheel."

"Qibingmen deputy leader Luo Litang! He also died here"

Ning Zhongze couldn't help but sigh when he saw two masters die in succession.

Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue came over, and Zhao Rong also walked closer and saw the corpse next to Lady Ning, with the Water-Finance Emei Spear still in her hand.

Fushan Qibing Sect is a branch of the Qibing Sect, which originated from Kongtong Sect. The Qibing Sect is good at formations, and the weapons in their hands are strange and difficult to defend against.

When the elder and the deputy leader of Qibing Sect work together, one can imagine their power.

But they died together.

Zhao Rong turned over several bodies and was very worried about seeing needle wounds.

Take the initiative to do the dirty and tiring work before Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue.

Yu Lingfeng and Luo Litang had clean faces, and their deaths were not as hideous as those of others.

There was a pool of blood on the chest, and it seemed that the fatal wound was there.

However, very little blood flowed out.

He squatted down and tore the same round-necked, narrow-sleeved tops on the two men apart with force.

The wounds of the two were exactly the same, without any difference.

With the eyesight of the four of them, they immediately noticed something unusual.

Zhao Rong looked at the wound, then moved his hand down to touch his belly. He shook it slightly and heard the sound of water, like a bag of water.

There is not water in the stomach, but blood.

The blood stasis and accumulation in the vessels has reached this extent!
Fear showed in the eyes of the four men. The elder and deputy leader of the Fushan Qibing Sect were friends of the Songshan Sect, so it was natural that they died at the hands of the evil cult masters.

"All the wounds were on the Jiuwei acupoint. They were all killed with one sword strike. There was no dragging of the sword. The acupoint-hitting technique was extremely skillful," Mr. Mo Da speculated. "It seems that the Demon Cult attacked here at midnight last night."

Sect Leader Yue called out to the people around him, and the disciples found seven or eight people nearby with the same wounds.

At midnight every day, qi and blood will be injected into the Jiuwei point. Once hit, it will become a fatal point. Immediately, the stomach will churn, the gas will flow to the ribs, there will be cramps in the heart area, and the blood will flow out and cause diarrhea, and heavy congestion.

How could the two masters of Qibingmen not be on guard against their weak points?
There is only one possibility, they can't defend it.

His skill was far inferior to that of his opponent, which was why he was hit so fiercely by the energy.

There were probably close to two hundred bodies in the four or five courtyards.

The fighting at night was so brutal.

"Ah~!"

"Ah~!"

Just as everyone was checking if there were any survivors, two screams were heard from the house.

"Junior Brother Jing, Junior Brother You!" Gao Genming cried out in pain.

Several people immediately jumped into the next courtyard, and heard the sound of swords clashing. Ling Zhaoheng and Guo Yuying drew their swords to help. Gao Genming had a shoulder injury and Shen Bo's thigh was bleeding. They hurriedly fled from the house.

“Bang~!”

Pieces of tiles flew everywhere, and two men in black with blood on their swords broke through the roof.

Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue chased after him.

Ning Zhongze entered the room from the courtyard, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan followed behind him, and then they took over Zhao Rong's position and came to Ning Zhongze's side.

"Junior Brother!" Linghu Chong shouted twice. The two people lying on the ground gradually became weaker and soon fell to one side.

Disciples Jing Xiangzeng and You Shixun have been in Mount Hua for two years. This is their first time participating in the Five Mountains Alliance, and also their first time participating in such a fight.

The two men had swords in their hearts and there was no way to save them.

"Junior brother, how are you?"

Shen Bo looked at Zhao Rong, took a breath, and said, "Brother, I'm fine."

"The windows were sealed tightly, but there was someone lying in the inner room. I felt something was wrong."

"He is pretending to be dead!"

Gao Genming, who was standing by, covered his wound and said, "Brother Shen, if you hadn't come out with your sword to help me, I wouldn't have been able to get out if those two had used their swords together against me."

After hearing these few words, Zhao Rong had a general understanding.

Yiqing ran over and gave them Tianxiang Duanxu Glue, a precious medicine of Hengshan Sect that was specially used to treat external injuries.

"We just finished checking the bodies in the yard, and the two brothers thought there were dead bodies in the house as well, so they were fooled."

Shen Bo added: "These two people are a bit strange. I didn't see any weapons at first."

"It turns out that they had their swords hidden in their sleeves the whole time, and when someone got close, they would draw their swords and stab. As soon as Senior Sister Guo and Senior Brother Ling attacked, they didn't delay for a moment and immediately used their Qinggong to escape."

"This method is very similar to that of an assassin."

When Zhao Rong heard this, he immediately thought of the two old men from Baiyaomen.

"Not good! They are from Baiyaomen, and they might be poisonous!"

"Do you feel unwell?"

Gao Genming's pupils dilated, "Brother Zhao, when you said that, I suddenly felt a little numb and itchy."

"Me too, it must be poisonous!"

Upon hearing the sound, Lady Ning ran over immediately and used her energy to press acupuncture points to block the poison.

Zhao Rong ran to the horse in two steps, took out his small bag, took out two small porcelain bottles, and handed them to the two men respectively.

It was the Dahu wine from Baiyaomen.

Lan Meizi's Five Immortals Tonic Wine can cure some of the poisons of the Five Immortals Sect. This Big Tiger Wine is also the precious wine of the Hundred Medicine Sect. Although the pharmacology of the two schools is different, they are quite similar.

Even if it is not possible to detoxify, it is good to suppress some toxicity.

Because the fragrance was too strong and inconvenient to carry, Zhao Rong only asked Cheng Mingyi to get two small bottles from the carriage.

Then he handed it to the two men and told them to swallow it together with the poisonous bee inside.

They found a place with few dead bodies and began to use their energy to fight the poison.

Zhao Rong and Linghu Chong led people to check each room one by one to prevent any members of the Demon Sect from hiding.

A few moments.

The leaders of the two factions returned and brought back the body of a man in black.

The two men in black were both good at martial arts and were familiar with the terrain of the city. After they killed one of them, they were afraid that the other party would divert their attention and leave the city, so they did not dare to chase him anymore.

The poison surged up, Gao and Shen felt cold in their hands and feet, and their bodies trembled.
I can't hold on any longer.

It seemed that the medicinal wine took effect. The two of them got through the most uncomfortable stage, and the feeling of chills became weaker and weaker until the symptoms of the poison were completely gone.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that something might happen to them.

As soon as we arrived at the Zhengdao base, we saw corpses and our companions were killed or injured.

Everyone felt heavy-hearted and angry.

The hawking sounds from Luzhou city can be heard from afar, and even the fighting in the martial arts world cannot blow away the atmosphere of local hustle and bustle.

After a thorough investigation, no one was found alive in the courtyard.

Fortunately, I didn’t find the familiar Five Mountains senior.

"That person will definitely go and report the news. We should not stay here for long," said Sect Leader Yue. "After we destroy the Luzhou Demon Sect, we will come back to collect the bodies of our fellows."

"Well, that's all."

Mo Da responded and comforted him, "Nephew, don't worry too much. Master Ding Xian and the masters of Shaolin and Wudang have gathered together. Many evil sect thieves have died here, which shows that the righteous alliance has not been defeated."

"Once we find out where they are, we'll go there immediately."

“Thank you, both uncles,” Yiqing bowed hastily.

Mr. Mo Da frowned and shook his head slightly. We are all allies and this is our responsibility.

Yiqing was anxious, but after seeing the scene, he did not dare to ask the two factions to go directly to Xiaoyaojin.

The evil cult has already counterattacked the righteous sect’s base. We are unclear about the situation here, and if we rush into their headquarters rashly, we might end up killing everyone from both factions.

After a quick discussion, everyone decided to split into two groups.

The four injured men, Lao Denuo, Nan Shanshi, Shen Bo, and Gao Genming, found a place to stay and took care of the horses and other belongings.

Ning Zhongze wanted to keep Yue Lingshan as well, but she refused.
"Brother Xiang, let's go."

Lu Dayou shouted at the gate of the courtyard.

Others would be frightened after seeing a bunch of dead people, but Senior Brother Xiang was a very brave man.

Xiang Danian pushed aside the crescent shovels of several Shaolin monks, put his hands together, and respectfully chanted a Buddhist name:
"Amitabha."

"Let's go," Xiang Danian ran towards Lu Dayou, "Shaolin and Wudang are the leaders of the righteous way. Several masters died here, so I will send them off a little longer."

"If the situation is not wrong, I will definitely ask my two junior brothers to play the suona to help all of you friends to reincarnate into the afterlife."

Lu Dayou couldn't help but nod, thinking to himself, "Senior Brother Xiang is a person who is quite respectful of life and death."

Hearing Zhao Rong's call, they immediately followed.

They found a Yuelai Inn, stored their horses and goods, and settled the four most seriously injured disciples there.

The disciples of the two sects went out to gather information in batches. Mo Da and Yue Buqun secretly stayed near the inn to check whether there were any suspicious people.

About an hour later, the disciples met in the small courtyard behind the inn.

"Have you met any local martial artists?"

"no!"

"The few we found all came from other places like us. They just arrived today. No wonder we couldn't get any news from Qingshuiguan Pavilion. Even the martial artists in Luzhou City are hard to find."

"..."

Most of the men in the underworld like to join in the fun. They go wherever there is a big event and are not afraid of the bumps in the road when traveling from north to south.

There is no trace of them in Luzhou City, which only means that the excitement is not in the city.

"Let's go to Xiaoyaojin," said Lady Ning, "It's unlikely that our friends from Shaolin, Wudang and the Five Mountains are in the city."

Mr. Mo Da suggested: "Compared with the number of people who died in the garrison, the number of people from our two factions who arrived at the scene is very small."

"Only by hiding from the eyes and ears of others can you achieve miraculous results."

"That's exactly what we should do," Master Yue agreed, and then warned the disciples of both sects, "This journey is extremely dangerous, you must be careful."

"Yes!"

"..."

When the sun rose high in the sky, everyone did not ride horses, but followed Yiqing's lead and headed towards Xiaoyaojin.

They walked back to the north of the city instead of going through the city.

Xiaoyaojin is connected to the Feishui Ferry, and the water of the Nanfei River flows through Luzhou City. There are seven gates in the city, which surround each other and guard the key points.

Unless you are a martial arts master who can move high and low, it is not easy for ordinary people to climb the wall and enter the city.

There was a wide moat outside the city. They boarded two boats and sailed along the waterway, which was safer and faster than going inside the city.

The eastern part of the city is the lowest, and the waterway can reach directly under the city gate.

If attacking a city, most people would charge eastward toward the Weiwu Gate.

The disciples of the two sects did not get off the boat. They passed the Weiwu Gate in the east and then went to the Shiyong Gate.

The seasons are harmonious and peaceful all year round. The imagery of this gate is very good. After paying the boat fare, everyone went ashore.

"Wow!"

If you take a deep breath and listen, you can hear the sound of rushing water in the distance.

It rained a few days ago and the river is flowing rapidly.

The Fei River originates from Jiangjunling. One branch flows out of Shouzhou and into the Huai River, while the other branch flows southeast and flows into Chaohu Lake.

The crossbow training platform can be seen from afar. It is where Aman orders his generals to attack and whips them.

"boom!"

The roar made everyone look up to the northeast. Snow mountains appeared on the flat ground and thunder struck the clear sky!
It was noon and the sun was at its highest point.

A thunderclap in a drought is not a good sign.

Everyone couldn't help but touch the hilts of their swords and told each other to be careful.

The headquarters of the Luzhou branch of the Demon Cult was about ten miles away from here. Along the way, they saw many corpses on the roadside.

"In front of us is Juewu Mountain. After passing this mountain, we will see the ferry."

"The Luzhou headquarters of the Demon Cult is over there."

Yi Qing pointed forward and saw that the Juewu Mountain was not too high, but it was covered with dense trees and provided shade.

As they got closer, everyone's expressions tensed.

They had already heard the sounds of fighting.

"Let's go this way."

They left the main road, jumped into the bushes beside the road, and followed the side of the mountain towards the direction of the fight.

The sound is getting clearer!
"Ahh~!"

Several screams suddenly rang out.

Someone rolled down the steep slope and stopped moving halfway down.

Another "rumbling" sound was heard, and large rocks rolled down the mountain and rushed down the road. There were screams in the middle. If the people from Hengshan and Huashan went up the road, they would be in trouble now.

The sound of weapons clashing is getting louder and louder!

Through the light that penetrated the gaps in the woods, a figure was vaguely seen swaying.

"quick!"

Yiqing said hastily: "That's my fellow disciple from Hengshan!"

When Zhao Rong heard this, he looked and saw seven or eight Hengshan disciples fighting a group of bandits wielding various weapons.

Looking around again, there were sounds of fighting everywhere!
He followed Yiqing and rushed forward.

There were more than a dozen people fighting with the Hengshan disciples, and there were corpses on the ground.

But the seven Hengshan disciples standing in front could not only protect an injured fellow disciple in the back, but also continuously counterattack and kill the enemy.

"Eh~!"

There was another suppressed scream as a big man with a meteor hammer was stabbed in the thigh.

He swung the hammer wildly in anger.

The four Hengshan disciples waved their swords, their individual strength was probably not as good as that of the man with the meteor hammer, and one of them couldn't block it, but the four of them continued to attack with swords and managed to defend themselves steadily.

Then one of them stabbed him in the head, and another stabbed him in the chest, with tricky sword techniques.

The big man dodged repeatedly and lost his balance, and was stabbed in the other thigh by the last Hengshan disciple.

The four Hengshan disciples who were in charge of defense took a deep breath and stabbed at his throat, abdomen, waist and sides.

"Ah~!"

The man with the meteor hammer couldn't avoid it and his body rolled to the side.

If the situation wasn't wrong, Zhao Rong would definitely shout "good".

Beiyue Sword Formation!

This is the unique skill of Mount Heng, the Northern Mountain. Most of the young disciples of the Five Mountains would be killed instantly when they meet the older generation disciples, but seven or eight young nuns from the Hengshan School were able to fight against the Taibao.

Zhao Rong had only heard about it before and had never seen it with his own eyes.

After taking a few glances at this point, I already felt the mystery.

This sword formation was frozen and motionless, with the seven swords both attacking the enemy and defending themselves.

Just like the Hengshan sword technique of forming a circle with swords, this sword formation of seven linked swords also looks like a circle, so round that there is no flaw to be found.

It is truly the essence of the Hengshan sword technique.

"Senior Brother," Cheng Mingyi reminded him, and Zhao Rong quickly gathered his thoughts and stepped forward to help.

Although they had a sword formation, they were already exhausted.

He is the eldest senior brother of Hengshan, how can he just stand by and watch the show?

“Someone else is coming up!”

"Someone, come here!" The Demon Cult shouted, and twenty or thirty people rushed down the mountain.

It can be seen that the number of people in the Demon Cult here exceeds that of the Righteous Alliance.

Although the Hengshan Sect has a sword formation, without their help, they would probably still be exhausted to death by these dozen people.

The Demon Cult has now called for reinforcements, and now has almost a whole group of soldiers.

He should have had the advantage, but the masters of both sides were hard to compare here.

The leaders of the two factions and Lady Ning took action and quickly killed four or five people!

Seeing such a master.

Those evil cult thieves were not stupid either. They threw out a large number of poisoned hidden weapons and fought and retreated at the same time.

He shouted upwards again: "Release, release, release!"

There was a loud "boom" sound on the mountain road, and huge rocks rolled down one after another.

Several shirtless men stood on the top of the mountain, holding pointed giant logs in their hands and throwing them fiercely in the direction of Zhao Rong!
If this thing gets stabbed in the body, you will be crippled if not dead!

Everyone was dodging.

"kill!"

This sound was made by the Righteous Alliance.

The disciples of Mount Tai and Mount Song who had been here for a long time, together with the martial arts people who came to slay demons, rushed to the top together and fought with those shirtless men.

"Boom~!!"

Suddenly, there was a sound like thunder.

Everyone's eardrums vibrated as they realized that a large piece of rock on the top of the mountain was blown down by the cult's gunpowder. Those who didn't dodge in time were either killed by the explosion or crushed to death, or injured and vomited blood by the flying rocks.

The smoke and dust spread downward, accompanied by a continuous rumbling sound.

The earth seemed to be shaking!
A huge rock came crashing down the mountain with unparalleled force!

Mr. Mo Da and Sect Leader Yue gathered all their strength and jumped to dodge.

A Huashan disciple in front was crushed to death on the spot.

The Hengshan disciples who were injured and protected behind the sword formation died tragically. Junior Sister Li Weijin from the Hengshan sect was covered by the bouncing boulders and was about to be turned into a meat pie.

Zhao Rong rushed out and kicked her to the side.

Cheng Mingyi and Xiang Danian took advantage of the situation and dragged her to the side, thus saving her life.

"Don't you want to live? Don't be distracted!"

Zhao Rong growled.

The evil cult was cunning and cruel. They first used the sound of explosions to attract people and then used smoke and dust to roll huge rocks.

Junior Sister Wei Jin didn't even have time to thank him and take a breath before she stood up and drew her sword to block the attack. The cult thief shot another volley of poisonous nails at her.

Mr. Mo Da, Sect Leader Yue and Lady Ning have already charged into the crowd of the Demon Cult. The disciples of Huashan and Hengshan didn't care about being sad, and rushed to kill the other side's troops together with the Hengshan disciples!
The number of people in the three sects was almost the same as that of the Demon Cult, so the Demon Cult was unable to besiege them, and the three great masters found it difficult to find an opponent.

Heads were rolling on the mountain road, and the evil cult was defeated!

The remaining seven or eight cult thieves desperately fled towards the top of the mountain, and no one chased them.

The seven Hengshan disciples panted, "Thank you all for your help, uncles and brothers."

"Junior sister, where is Master now?" Yiqing asked hurriedly.

Yiquan took another breath, "Master and the others are all in the Xiaoyaojin Center."

"He should still be fighting against the Demon Cult masters at the Demon Cult's headquarters in Luzhou."

Sect Leader Yue asked, "Then how did you end up fighting on the mountain?"

"That's right," Mr. Mo Da pointed in the direction of Luzhou City, "What's going on with the Luzhou City garrison?"

"In reply to the two uncles," Yiquan said with a tired face, "Uncle Ding originally planned to attack the Xiaoyaojin headquarters three days ago, but the elders from the Shaolin and Wudang sects wanted to wait for the two uncles. Master and Uncle Tianmen also wanted to do the same, so we waited for another three days."

"I didn't expect that a master from the Demon Cult would suddenly come and kill us last night."

"Master Ding led his men to chase them out, saying that they would kill the Demon Cult masters first. The masters in the base were lured away, and the Demon Cult suddenly launched a large-scale attack. We fought them hard in the base, and many people died on both sides."

"The demon sect master returned and joined forces with the group of people who later broke into the base to fight Master Ding and his men."

"The Demon Cult was repelled, and Master Ding said it was a good time to destroy the Luzhou Demon Cult, so we headed straight to Xiaoyaojin in the dark."

"At dawn, we will fight our way to this mountain and fight the demons in the forest."

"Master and the other senior masters fought with the masters of the Demon Sect at the main altar."

She spoke very quickly, but her words were clear.

He then bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Masters from many sects are in a stalemate with masters from the Demon Sect. Once the two uncles and Uncle Ning arrive, our masters from the righteous sect will immediately defeat the Demon Sect!"

She could not hide her excitement in her words, and it seemed that her fatigue was reduced by three points.

The Hengshan disciples also looked like they were placing their hopes on them.

At this point, the leaders of both factions did not say anything.

"You have to be careful here too."

"Yes!"

"Dad and Mom, Master Mo, you have to be careful!" Yue Lingshan looked worried.

"Yeah," Lady Ning smiled at her.

He glanced at Linghu Chong again and said, "Chong'er, take good care of your fellow apprentices."

Linghu Chong said solemnly, "I will not let Junior Sister and the others get into trouble even if I risk my life."

"What kind of life or death is this? You can't say anything nice." Ning Zhongze glared at him.

Yue Buqun looked at the Huashan disciples and, like Ning Zhongze, made eye contact with Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong bowed to his two uncles and understood what they meant.

The Huashan couple finally felt relieved.

Zhao Rong was about to say something caring, but Mr. Mo Da waved at him.

The master and disciple looked at each other and there was no need to say anything more.

The three of them turned and headed towards the Xiaoyaojin headquarters, and the disciples heard their voices as they left.

Mr. Mo Da held the huqin tightly, "What kind of expert did the Demon Cult send out to stump the masters of Shaolin and Wudang? I am very curious."

Sect Leader Yue was still dressed like a scholar. "The elders of Blackwood Cliff are all top martial arts masters. I don't know if I will embarrass Master in today's battle."

Lady Ning held the sword in her arms: "No matter if they are experts or not, I will eliminate the devil and evil, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

The three of them had different tones.

They have been in the martial arts world for many years, and their experience is far beyond that of a few Hengshan disciples.

The situation at the Xiaoyaojin headquarters was definitely not as simple as they imagined.

The disciples could also hear a hint of solemnity in their words.

Linghu Chong looked worried.

"Master and his wife will definitely have a fierce battle, but I can't help them if I go, and it will only distract them."

"Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong, why don't you practice martial arts well?"

He felt regretful and looked at Zhao Rong again.

"Junior Brother Zhao will definitely be able to help, but he is being held back by us. He must quickly unite the righteous friends on Juewu Mountain and settle the overall situation. This way, Junior Brother Zhao can rest assured."

"He is the undefeated one in the south. If he goes to Xiaoyaojin headquarters, Master, Master's wife, and Master Mo will be safer."

On this Awakening Mountain, Linghu Chong looked at the figure disappearing in front of him.

The feeling of powerlessness in his heart made him more aware.

Without further ado, he immediately gathered all the Huashan disciples around him and discussed the next course of action with the Hengshan and Hengshan disciples.

The Hengshan disciples breathed a sigh of relief and were very worried about the safety of their master.

In their current state, they would definitely be a burden if they arrived at the Demon Cult's headquarters.

At this time, only by uniting the scattered fellow disciples and friends from various factions and killing them down the mountain together can one be considered a threat.

After resting for a while, they heard shouts and screams from many places around them.

From bottom to top, they first rushed towards the nearest source of the sound in Shanyin.

Zhao Rong saw two groups of people fighting together from afar, and he couldn't tell which side was the righteous side and which side was the evil side.

While running, he asked the Hengshan disciples who were already there, "Do you know where the Jianghu people in Luzhou City have gone?"

"Some were scared away by the demon cult, while others became its minions."

Yiquan pointed to the side with more people, "We have encountered that group of people before. Many of them are from the Jiaohu Horse Gang. They defected to the Demon Cult and became horse bandits."

Another female disciple from Mount Heng said, "Those new members of the Demon Sect are eager to show their loyalty and are extremely ruthless."

"Some of our Five Mountains disciples were killed by them at the Luzhou garrison."

“There are many gangs like this.”

When the disciples from Huashan and Hengshan heard this, they suddenly understood.

No wonder the Demon Cult has so many extra people in Luzhou.

Zhao Rong had witnessed the methods used by the Demon Cult in Hengyang. The members of the Dajiang Horse Gang were forced to become horse bandits and then helped the Demon Cult to do evil things.

"What sects are those who are fighting against the caravan?"

The Hengshan disciples said respectfully: "He is a chivalrous man!"

"When they heard that they were fighting against demons and evil, they all drew their swords to help, and they were not afraid of even the threats from the demon cult."

A Hengshan disciple trembled in a voice that sounded like crying.
"Many people died at the base."

“They are all good people who come with passion.”

Zhao Rong was also shocked when he heard this.

"it is good!"

"Let's eliminate the evil and avenge them."

"The blood of the heroes has run cold, but the hearts of the heroes have not run cold either."

After hearing what he said, Linghu Chong immediately shouted:
"Heroes of the martial arts world, the Five Mountains Sword Sect will fight against evil together with you!"

The Jianghu men who were originally at a disadvantage were overjoyed and shouted, "Hahaha, what a joy!"

"Brothers, our helpers are here, kill all these thieves!"

"Hahaha, kill!!"

These people have been fighting for a long time, and the people from Huashan and Hengshan factions are fresh forces.

Now that Lao Denuo and Nan Shanshi are not here, no one will keep an eye on them. The Hengshan disciples burst into murderous intent, and the moves they use are much more ferocious than before.

The martial arts men who came to help were in high spirits, and many of the evil cult thieves also showed a desperate determination, but in the end their momentum was suppressed.

The two sides started fighting in an instant!
"Little devil, who are you?!" A thief from the Demon Cult holding two long axes shouted at Zhao Rong.

Seeing that Zhao Rong had a young face, he tried to scare him with a roar and murderous aura.

Unexpectedly, there was no expression on the boy's face.

He just said calmly: "Kill your people."

"Just you?" He swung his two axes angrily, "Go to hell!"

However, the two axes struck together and hit a sword in mid-air.

The sword seemed to swing left and right twice in the air. He felt a flash before his eyes and could not see the tip of the sword, but a great force came from each of his left and right hands.

The two axes tilted, and the middle door opened immediately.

He was terrified. After a brief encounter, a long sword appeared before his eyes. He still couldn't see the tip of the sword clearly, but the pain in his throat was clear to the bone!
The double-axe thief's life was slipping away quickly, and he could only grumble and groan.

A man holding Wen Zui Sword next to him didn't even react and drew his sword to help.

After he thrust his sword, he found that the man with two axes had fallen to the ground.

He was slightly startled and his sword moves became more brutal.

He staggered as if a little drunk, but the sword floated towards Zhao Rong's heart!
"when!"

but
The erratic nature of this sword was far inferior to Shang Sufeng's Thirty-Six Moves of Mo Yun. Zhao Rong could tell at a glance whether he was really drunk or just pretending to be drunk.

The man using the Wenzui sword felt a shock at his tiger's mouth and immediately knew that the other party had strong internal strength.

He fell down and jumped, retreating first.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and chased after the sword, and he arrived first, giving the thief a feeling that his moves had been seen through in advance.

In fact, the gap between the two sides is too big!

Wen Zuijian's sword technique was derived from Drunken Fist and carries a hint of drunkenness.

But this little bit of drunkenness was like showing off one's skills in front of an expert in front of Zhao Rong.

"Eh~!"

As the drunk swordsman leaped backwards, Zhao Rong's sword quickly caught up with him.

He didn't pierce Zhao Rong's heart.

His own heart veins were pierced through!
The moment he was stabbed by the sword, the Drunken Swordsman's pupils dilated to their maximum!
Staring at that tender face,

Relying on the perception at the moment of death, he truly felt the huge gap between them!

"How. How is it possible?"

Until his death, he couldn't figure out where this terrifying boy came from.

Zhao Rong was concerned about the situation at the Xiaoyaojin headquarters.

Although the master has great skills, he is old after all and cannot withstand much hardship.

How could he not be worried?

Although I haven't used my full strength yet, I am somewhat out of control!

One, two, three.
kill!

Kill kill kill!

sixth.
the seventh.!

"Who are you!"

A thief from the evil sect wearing shorts shouted with a hint of horror!
Anyone who rushed forward to fight with the young man died faster than those who were besieged.

There were already a bunch of corpses around the boy.

"Ah~!"

The next moment, he followed suit.

Not even a single move was taken.

The bandits have only recently joined the Demon Sect and their strengths vary.

Zhao Rong felt that this person was probably only at the level of Changrui's porter.

Once he put on the cloak of the evil cult and became more vicious, he dared to do evil.

The horse bandits were killed and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized that all those gangsters were looking at him.

"May I ask which sect this young man belongs to?"

A big man came forward and bowed to greet him. Zhao Rong put away his cold attitude towards his enemy and walked forward from the pile of corpses with a smile.

The people around him looked at his kind and gentle appearance and felt a bit dazed.

Looking at the few corpses in the pile, he became even more dazed.

The people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect didn't come just now, and they fought desperately with these bandits, so how could they not know the level of these people.

Seems like they are the most difficult ones.
They were all killed by this handsome young man.

But it really surprised them.

"Brother, I am Zhao Rong from Hengshan School." Zhao Rong held the sword and bowed.

The big man was stunned for a moment.

Linghu Chong said: "Junior Brother Zhao is the senior brother of Hengshan Sect, and the number one of the younger generation of our Five Mountains Sword Sect."

"I see. No wonder he's so powerful."

Suddenly, a man with a Central Plains accent's eyes lit up:
"Big Brother Hengshan, isn't he the disciple of Mr. Mo Da from Hengyang?"

The man's eyes widened. "There have been rumors in the Central Plains for a long time that Mr. Mo Da's disciple fought against the eight masters of the Demon Cult alone in Hengzhou Prefecture!"

"Could it be."

"Could it be the young hero?"

Zhao Rong didn't explain, but just bowed.

There were exactly eight corpses around him.

The corpse of the evil cult thief could not speak, as if it had spoken thousands of words to the people in the martial arts world.

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