Aoyama

Chapter 328: Fighting between sects, either death or life

in the alley.

Chen Wenren, masked, held his spear upside down and walked into the alley step by step. The distance of more than 30 steps was shortened little by little. The masked Yulin soldiers behind him were neatly arranged, pressing forward like a black wall.

The sticks used in the market and the ceremonial guards before the emperor have completely different auras.

Chen Wenren smiled from a distance and said, "You guys just got a few broken bamboos and some crappy iron tools, but you don't really think you can do anything, do you? You come to this outer city to stir up trouble, aren't you ashamed?"

Li Xuan said in a deep voice: "You came here specifically for us, right? You have been watching us for several days. Do you want to take this opportunity to seek revenge?"

Chen Wenren paused. Seeing that his identity was exposed, he simply stopped pretending and said jokingly, "Some people are obviously live-in sons-in-law, and their sons and daughters all take their wives' surnames, but they still act like big shots. Some people like to hide behind others, but they still like to pretend to be heroes. Some people are obviously illegitimate children, but they don't support their own family, and instead they are unfaithful."

Qi Zhuozhuo couldn't help but retort: ​​"What about you? Who are you?"

Chen Wenren sneered and continued to move forward with his gun: "Today I will teach you how to talk to me from now on."

Li Xuan killed Zhao Zhuofan, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, and the two sides were already enemies. At the Yulin Army Governor's Office, everyone could not fight with weapons and could only endure it.

Now that we have chosen this battlefield, all new and old grudges will be settled together.

At this time, the narrow Li Shamao Hutong was crowded with people.

To the west was He Ji's baton, to the east was Chen Wenren and the Yulin Army, and above him were Fu Ruixiang's two sitting officials, and everywhere he looked were enemies.

Li Xuan and his companions stood back to back and gradually closed their formation. Chen Ji glanced at Chen Wenren and his companions and asked, "Are there any Dao Seekers among them?"

Li Xuan said calmly: "Wang Fang beside Chen Wenren may have already entered the realm of seeking the Tao."

"Wang Fang?"

Qi Chenzhuo explained, "He was the one that Chen Wenren instigated to spar with you when you first came to the Governor's Mansion as a coach. He always said that he had one foot on the threshold of the Dao Seeking Realm. Today, he dared to cause trouble for my brother-in-law, so he must have already stepped over it."

Chen Ji asked in a low voice: "Isn't Chen Wenren in the Dao Seeking Realm? Didn't the Chen family use money to help him get to that level?"

Li Xuan said calmly: "The threshold of the Dao-seeking Realm is not something that anyone can reach just by wanting to. If you can't cross that hurdle, it's useless to use silver to pile it up."

After saying that, he looked up at the two officials wearing theatrical robes above him: "The two above him who are changing their faces should be innate officials, their realm is not high. It's just that their official methods are a bit weird. When they are white-faced, they are erratic, when they are red-faced, they are extremely powerful, and when they are black-faced, they are invulnerable to swords and guns. They are difficult to deal with."

Chen Ji let out a long breath: "I'll take care of it."

At this moment, Duo Bao suddenly turned around and handed the spear in his hand to Qi Zhuozhuo.

Qi Chenzhuo was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Duo Bao said in a deep voice: "You have always wanted to show off, so today you will be the center of the formation and defeat Chen Wenren. Although I have disliked him for a long time, I will give you this opportunity today."

Qi Chenzhuo looked at the spear in front of him and said, "I... when I was in Guyuan, I didn't kill a single thief from the Jing Dynasty. Do you believe me?"

Duo Bao was amused: "If they find you useless later, why not just switch back? But don't expect the brothers to call you Sir again. In the future, you should be obedient and humble in the government office, serving tea and water to everyone."

Qi Zhuozhuo snatched the spear from Duobao and handed the iron wolf whisk to him: "This is such a big bet... Kill!"

The three mandarin duck formations suddenly moved, with Qi Chenzhuo leading one of the mandarin duck formations and two of the mandarin duck formations at the rear. Thirty-eight Yulin soldiers raised their spears and rushed out.

Chen Wenren sneered and said to the masked Yulin Army beside him: "Let them know today that coming back from Guyuan is nothing great. Stop looking down on others. Don't be afraid of getting into trouble. Fight!"

The two sides engaged in battle.

Someone on Chen Wenren's side took the lead in thrusting out a spear. The spear made a whistling and buzzing sound as it was thrust out. The movement was crisp, neat and pleasing to the eye.

However, before the spear reached Qi Chenzhuo, it was lifted up high by the iron wolf whisk in Duobao's hand, forcing him to open his middle legs, exposing his chest and abdomen to everyone's sight.

Duo Bao raised his iron wolf whisk and roared, "He's so fancy, get him!"

Qi Zhuozhuo held the spear tightly with both hands and hesitated. Li Cen kicked him in the buttocks, forcing him to stumble forward. Qi Zhuozhuo gritted his teeth and stepped forward, stabbing the opponent in the abdomen with the tail of the spear.

The Yulin soldiers on the opposite side let go of their spears in pain and curled up on the ground like shrimps.

When Chen Wenren saw Qi Zhuozhu rushing towards him, he raised his spear to stab him, but just as he raised his hand, Duo Bao's 16-foot-long iron wolf-whip came over to cover him, forcing Chen Wenren to retreat hastily.

Duobao shouted, "Can you do it? If not, let me take over."

Qi Chenzhuo clenched his spear tightly and said, "It doesn't seem that difficult. Let's try again!"

The Mandarin Duck Formation used its old tricks again. Just the simple move of Iron Wolf Whip blocking and spear attack made it difficult for the opposing Yulin Army to resist.

On Chen Wenren's side, the originally neat formation suddenly became chaotic.

He shouted in a low voice: "Zhang Li, Li Bin, come forward with me to break the formation! You two hold the iron weapon, and I will deal with it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three men stepped forward side by side. When the two iron wolf-whisks attacked from the left and right, Chen Wenren's left and right Yulin soldiers took the initiative to raise their spears and lift the iron wolf-whisks high.

Under the spears and iron wolf-whips, only Chen Wenren and Qi Chenzhuo were left fighting each other, with no other interference.

Chen Wenren recognized Qi Zhuozhuo at a glance and sneered, "Coward, get out of here!"

Qi Chenzhuo subconsciously shrank back. Duobao was very disappointed: "Why are you f*cking stabbing him? What are you afraid of? You hid in Guyuan, how long are you going to hide!"

Suddenly, Chen Ji's voice came from behind Qi Chenzhuo: "Attack his lower left road."

Hearing this, he was shocked and finally thrust his spear at Chen Wenren's left knee. When Chen Wenren swung his spear to block, he heard Chen Ji say, "Put away the spear and stab his right knee."

Qi carefully retracted the end of his spear, causing Chen Wenren's spear to miss the target. When he was about to use up all his strength, he felt a sharp pain in his right knee and his body tilted to one side.

Before he could react, another voice came from behind Qi Zhuozhuo: "Sweep his head."

Chen Wenren heard the whistling sound of the wind. Fortunately, Wang Fang behind him grabbed his collar and dragged him back to the army formation. The butt of Qi Zhuozhuo's spear just swept across his nose.

If it weren’t for Wang Fang, he would have been knocked unconscious by this blow.

Qi Zhuozhuo's excited voice rang out from the opposite side of the Mandarin Duck Formation: "Did you see that? Did you see that? I almost beat that bastard to death with a stick!"

Chen Wenren was so angry that he was about to stand up and fight again. Wang Fang whispered, "Sir, you stay behind and hold the line. We will do the fighting."

Chen Wenren said fiercely: "If you beat them, I will ask you for a deputy commander to replace Zhao Zhuofan!"

Wang Fang clasped his fists and said, "As you command."

After saying that, he pointed to two people on his left and right and said, "You guys take the lead." Wang Fang himself was in the army formation, his eyes were fixed on Li Xuan. If Li Xuan didn't move, he wouldn't move. However, Li Xuan's eyes also penetrated the crowd and locked onto him.

In the midst of the fierce fighting crowd, two officials in the Dao-seeking realm stood there, with no one else in their eyes.

The next moment, Li Xuan walked through the crowd towards the front of the formation, and Wang Fang came to meet him with his spear held upside down. When the two arrived in front of the formation at the same time, everyone subconsciously withdrew their hands and avoided their sharp attacks.

Li Xuan and Wang Fang thrust out their spears at the same time, aiming directly at each other's chest and abdomen without any fancy moves. The two spears brushed past each other, and when both sides were about to lose, Wang Fang suddenly roared, and a white giant python image appeared behind him, and his speed was even faster than Li Xuan's.

But Li Xuan still did not avoid it, as if he was determined to cause both sides to suffer losses.

Just when the two sides were about to come into contact, Wang Fang's pupils contracted, and he suddenly retracted his spear and stepped back. Neither of them hurt each other, but his momentum weakened by three points.

In the Chunfeng Courtyard on the second floor, the young man laughed and clapped his hands. "It's obvious whether they have been on the battlefield or not! I can probably guess where these people came from. A while ago, a group of Yulin soldiers came back from Guyuan, right? There were 500 people when they left, and only 37 were left when they came back. It was tragic."

Zhou Kuang smiled and said, "There aren't so many fancy people on the battlefield. Only those who dare to die can survive. You are right, sir. These thirty-something people have been to the battlefield and have killed many people. I thought they would die in this alley, but now... I'm afraid that the eighty dude soldiers can't stop them."

The young man stroked the stubble on his chin and said, "There is another murderer mentioned in the memorial who killed hundreds of Tiance soldiers. I wonder who it is?"

In the alley, Wang Fang and Li Xuan fought for more than ten rounds. It was obvious that Wang Fang was faster than Li Xuan, and it was obvious that Li Xuan was holding a spear instead of his best sword, but Wang Fang was suppressed by Li Xuan everywhere, and even the Dharma image behind him gradually dimmed.

A section of the blue brick walls on both sides of the alley collapsed, and the two men created a wide open space.

In the twentieth round, Li Xuan swung his spear across and hit Wang Fang hard on the back, causing Wang Fang to spit out blood.

At this moment, the official who had been guarding the red lantern suddenly made a move. A man fell from a high place and went straight to Li Xuan's back.

The official in the court wiped his face in mid-air, and his pale face and fine eyes turned into a red face with a long beard, and his ferocious face was distorted and weird. But before he landed, he saw a man flash out from the army formation: "Stand firm."

Chen Ji jumped up with his spear in hand, stepped on Li Xuan's shoulders and soared into the air, then leaped straight towards the official who had fallen down.

Blue bricks, gray tiles, and red lanterns.

The spectators hiding in the dark slowly opened their mouths. The masked official who flew into the air swung the spear in his hand in a full circle in the air and struck down with a whistling sound.

Fu Ruixiang's sitting official changed his expression hastily, his red face and long beard turned into a black face and curly beard, and he used his arms to catch the "stick"!
boom!
The spear exploded in the air into wood chips, and the official in the court threw it straight into the alley, and the tip of the iron spear was bounced high into the air.

Another official sitting in the court saw his brother being knocked down and immediately rushed towards Chen Ji.

As soon as he moved, he saw the tip of an iron spear falling from the night sky amidst the wood chips, landing in front of Chen Ji. Chen Ji twisted his waist in mid-air and kicked the falling spear tip towards the other party.

The tip of the spear made a sharp hissing sound. The official in the court changed his expression and quickly changed his face into a black mask to block it. However, the tip of the spear was different from the ones they had encountered before. It pierced through his invulnerable body and went straight into his abdomen.

The young man in Chunfeng Courtyard shouted, "Okay!"

In just this short moment, Li Xuan and Chen Ji joined forces to dismiss the two officials Wang Fang and Fu Ruixiang.

The young man looked at Zhou Kuang with great interest: "Pour me a cup of tea... No, pour me a cup of wine!"

Zhou Kuang seemed to be thinking: "Looking at his figure, he looks a bit like the guy you saw wrestling with at the Tianqiao Tavern."

The young man was startled: "It was him? I didn't expect him to have such skills. He tried to let me meet him."

Zhou Kuang reminded: "Master, he hurt one of our people."

The young man came back to his senses: "Yes..."

Just as Chen Ji was about to continue chasing the two officials, the young man spoke through the window: "Boy, I think I invited you to drink tea? Please let them go for my sake."

Chen Ji paused, raised his head and looked towards Chunfengyuan: "You invited me to drink tea once, you can only spare one."

The young man thought for a moment and said, "Save two. I owe you a favor."

Chen Ji agreed: "Okay."

The young man looked down at the Zuo brothers and said, "You are so boastful. Get lost now."

The Zuo brothers stood up, supported each other's cheeks, turned pale and delicate, and flew into the air again.

Before they could step onto the lantern and stand firmly, the window upstairs suddenly broke and a thin figure flashed out.

The guest who had been hiding alone in Dengxian Building for a long time broke out of the window, flew to the side of the Zuo brothers, pinched their necks, and stood on a red lantern as if he was holding a chicken.

Chen Ji looked over in amazement: "Bao Monkey!"

How can the monkey stay here?

At the top of the alley, Baohou, wearing a wooden monkey mask, held the Zuo brothers in his hands and laughed: "I was wondering why my cultivation speed is not as fast as the Black Snake. Hahaha, it turns out it's because of you!"

The Zuo brothers became limp in his hands, and the color of their facial masks faded, revealing their original appearance. They were actually a pair of twins.

The treasure monkey asked as if no one was around: "Where is your master? Are there any other people practicing this way together?"

The Zuo brothers struggled and said, "We don't have a master. We inherited this by accident."

Baohou said, "No wonder you guys didn't cultivate correctly!"

Taking advantage of the gap, the two brothers of the Zuo family used up their last bit of strength and simultaneously swung their palms at the treasure monkey in the middle, hitting its face. The treasure monkey did not dodge or avoid, allowing the monkey mask on its face to be smashed.

The mask broke into pieces and fell into the alley, revealing the strange facial makeup underneath the mask.

This mask has fire patterns on a gold background on the left side of the face and silver-grey spider web patterns on the right side. The center line is drawn with human blood, dividing the face into two. Three inverted earlobes are painted on each temple.

The Zuo brothers were stunned: "Six-eared macaque?"

Bao Hou laughed loudly: "You guys can't even make your own facial makeup, so don't come out and make a fool of yourself!"

After saying that, he broke the two men's necks with his bare hands and threw them into the air. Then he casually wiped their faces with his hands in the air, turned around and leaped into the distant darkness.

When the bodies of the two brothers of the Zuo family fell between the two groups of Yulin soldiers, all the Yulin soldiers subconsciously took a step back. They saw that the faces of the two men had been peeled off, and the remaining bloody muscles were exposed, which was horrifying.

Li Xuan whispered: "This is a fight between sects. Either you die or you live."

"Ugh!" The Yulin Army on the opposite side bent down and vomited.

There were dense footsteps coming from a distance, and Chen Ji shouted in a low voice: "Don't fight too much, rush out while you can, Fu Ruixiang's stick is coming."

(End of this chapter)