Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 96 Siege and Killing
A golden light flashed by, and then exploded with a loud bang.

An arrow shot by a powerful person in the innate realm!
Gu Pingyao moved, stepped onto the eaves, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Yang Dingyuan's face was solemn. He took two steps back, grabbed Ying Luo's arm, and whispered, "It was the arrow shot by Bai Shaoting of Bai Yu from the Red Scale Army."

Baiyu refers to the feathers of an arrow, and this name represents the pinnacle of Bai Shaoting's archery skills.

"The Red Scale Army is here to surround and kill Xiao Tonglin." As Ying Luo walked quickly forward, his expression changed.

"The Red Scale Army wouldn't dare go against the court's will, but they would definitely try to sabotage us in private."

"Ouyang Xu and Xiao Tonglin, as long as they kill one person, they will be successful."

As long as any one of them is killed, the Red Scale Army will never have to worry about not having to fight.

Yang Dingyuan nodded, looked around vigilantly, and walked forward quickly while protecting Ying Luo with a long sword in hand.

"Gu Pingyao is beside me, I can't be distracted, and we can't control Xiao Tonglin."

"There are many strong men in the Red Scale Army. If we are really surrounded, I am not sure I can lead the prince out."

In the late stage of the innate realm, it is said that one person can break through a hundred armors, but that means fighting in circles, not leading others to break through.

Moreover, with the support of powerful men, Baijia has a chance to surround and kill a person in the late stage of the Innate Realm.

Moreover, with the intuition of a master, Yang Dingyuan always felt that this place was extremely dangerous.

"I understand. A gentleman doesn't stand on a dangerous wall." Ying Luo's face tightened as he followed closely behind Yang Dingyuan. "If the Red Scale Army takes this opportunity to kill me, even the Gu Palace will have nothing to say."

On a small building not far away, Zhang Yuan watched Yang Dingyuan taking Ying Luo away, shook his head, and looked to the other side where the Red Scale Army attacked.

What a pity. I thought I could watch a good fight between two kendo masters.

The few moves that Yang Dingyuan and Gu Pingyao had just made Zhang Yuan conjure up many more images in his mind.

The sword energy is powerful and sweeping, it is really exciting.

"Bam—"

A loud crashing sound was heard.

The tall and strong yellow lion fell back and hit a pillar, breaking it.

Guangzhi clasped his hands together, a blush spread across his face, and he stood there without moving.

One of the four famous generals of the Red Scale Army, the Mad Lion, who had the strongest individual combat power, was defeated with one strike.

Zhang Yuan could see that the martial arts this monk practiced was somewhat similar to the Iron Body Kung Fu of Yuzhao Temple, but its power was definitely not comparable to that of the Iron Body Kung Fu.

"call out--"

An arrow flew out and appeared in front of Monk Guangzhi. Guangzhi grabbed it and threw it to the ground.

In the streets and alleys, dozens of figures in black martial robes and holding swords quickly surrounded them.

On the other side, dozens of figures were leaping through the dim streets, carrying flying claws and crossbows.

They should be the elite among the Blue Wolf Cavalry.

Guangzhi's expression changed and he turned and left.

As soon as he moved, the innate energy in his body instantly rose. He held the black bone beads between his hands, turned around, twisted his waist, and punched out.

"when--"

A spear that was stabbing at his vest was stopped by the rosary.

The spear shook, Guangzhi lost his balance and took several steps back.

Zhang Yuan stood in the dark corner of the eaves and could see everything clearly.

Du Ling, the Wandering Dragon and Golden Spear, is the chief instructor of the Red Scale Army and a powerful figure on the Dragon and Tiger List of Yongtianzhou.

The shot was successful. Du Lingren followed the gun and extended the gun, which turned into a golden wind. The tip of the gun pierced Guangzhi's throat like a meteor.

When the spear was thrust out, Zhang Yuan's eyes were full of spirit.

Among all the spear users he had seen, Du Ling was the best!

When the gun tip was in front of him, Guangzhi let out a low shout, put his hands together, and grabbed the gun body.

Only Buddhist martial arts dare to take on the gun in this way.

Du Ling snorted coldly, and the spear shook. The black bone beads between Guangzhi's hands broke with a "crack", and the spear stabbed again.

One inch long, one inch strong.

The long spear stabbed, shook, collapsed, and picked up. Du Ling showed all the skills of a master of spearmanship with just one shot.

Guangzhi's cultivation was profound and his physical strength was powerful, but in front of Du Ling, he was unable to stop the sharp edge of his spear.

"when--"

Du Ling's spear was blocked by Guangzhi's palm-sized round cymbal.

There are two round cymbals between Guangzhi's hands.

He held the spear tip with his left hand and swung the cymbal with his right hand, which drew an arc and spun towards Du Ling's neck.

Du Ling leaned back, and with the momentum of a flying iron horse, he dodged the flying cymbals, and pressed down with his spear, hitting Guangzhi's shoulder.

Guangzhi staggered back two steps. Du Ling did not move forward, but stepped to the left.

"call--"

The cymbals that had been flying before brushed against the back of Du Ling's neck and were caught by Guangzhi. Holding the cymbals with both hands, Guangzhi shouted loudly: "Buddha has mercy on me—"

The cymbals clashed, creating a resounding roar and gleaming golden light. It was like fireworks exploding across the streets, making it impossible to look directly at them.

When the golden light faded, Guangzhi was no longer visible.

Du Ling's expression remained unchanged as he walked towards the house in front of the street, spear in hand.

At this time, blood was flowing inside and outside the house.

The spies lying in ambush on both sides of the streets had been killed by the Blue Wolf Riders, their bodies lying in the corners of the walls.

Inside the courtyard, Xiao Tonglin had a gloomy expression on his face. Dozens of guards around him were holding swords and protecting him as he rushed out of the backyard.

The crossbow arrows flew like rain, and the secret guards around him were shot through the bodies one by one.

"Red Scale Army, Red Scale Army..." Xiao Tonglin swung the sword in his hand, cutting off the oncoming arrows and rushed to the backyard gate.

"Young General Xiao, this road is blocked." With a light laugh, Qinglang, who was wearing green armor and holding two scimitars in his hands, shook off the blood on the blades and spoke loudly.

In the darkness of the backyard, several figures were lying in a pool of blood.

"Blue Wolf." Xiao Tonglin gritted his teeth and turned away.

Two people separated from his side, flew out and rushed towards the blue wolf.

These two men had strong cultivation bases and were clearly proficient in the art of combined attacks. They used the swords in their hands to stop the blue wolf.

"Bam—"

In the front yard, Guangzhi broke open the gate and rushed to Xiao Tonglin, who was being protected by everyone and turning around.

"Uncle Master!"

Xiao Tonglin showed joy on his face.

Guangzhi's fighting power is strong enough to lead them to break through.

"It's prickly, be careful not to get out of it." Guangzhi looked grim, holding the cymbals in both hands, and led Xiao Tonglin out from the side door.

Just as I walked out of the side door, a figure stopped in front of me.

Long spear, green robe.

The Golden Spear of the Wandering Dragon Duling.

"You go first." Guangzhi shouted, and the innate energy in his body rose up. The round cymbals in his hands flew out and hit Du Ling.

Du Ling raised his spear, and the tip of the spear hit the cymbal, which flew backwards. Guangzhi rushed forward and reached out to grab the cymbal. He swung it with one hand and chopped it down towards Du Ling with the other hand as if holding a short blade.

In Guangzhi's hands, this kind of strange weapon was wielded smoothly and flexibly.

A group of secret guards protected Xiao Tonglin and rushed out from the other side of the street. Arrows rained down and knocked down a group of people.

Several guards rushed forward desperately, taking Xiao Tonglin through the streets and alleys to the ruins.

"Prince Xiao."

A voice sounded from the front.

The sword light flashed like stars, piercing the necks of the guards beside Xiao Tonglin and piercing their throats.

"Sir, my princess wants to see you. You won't refuse to go, right?"

The tip of the long sword pointed diagonally, and Gu Pingyao showed a slight smile on his face.

Xiao Tonglin turned his head to look at the Green Wolf Cavalry chasing him from behind the street, gripped his sword tightly, gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'll go."

Gu Pingyao raised his hand and held Xiao Tonglin's arm, stepped onto the wall of the street in two steps, and ran over the roof. Several arrows shot from behind and were swept away by his sword.

"call out--"

An arrow flew behind Xiao Tonglin with a sharp sound. Gu Pingyao swung his sword and shattered the arrow like a star. Then he took Xiao Tonglin and landed in the courtyard below. After running a few steps, he disappeared without a trace.

Guangzhi, who was fighting with Du Ling, also let out a long shout, smashed the wall next to him with his head, and ran out of the courtyard.

When Qinglang and his men arrived, Guangzhi and Xiao Tonglin were nowhere to be seen.

"It's a pity that the kid got away. If Xiao Tonglin was killed..." Before Huang Shi finished his words, Bai Yu beside him shook his head.

"It's okay if Xiao Tonglin didn't die at our hands. Our goal is to prevent the Zhenbei Army and the Zhenxi Army from surrendering at the same time, not to drive Xiao Renguang crazy."

Looking around, Bai Yu smiled and said, "I'm afraid that today's battle will have wiped out all the White Crow Guards hiding in Toyota County."

"I didn't expect the information Zhang Yuan gave me to be so accurate."

This made the others feel a little embarrassed.

"When that kid goes to the camp, remember to call me and I will pour him some wine to apologize." Huang Shi said, supporting his waist.

"Damn it, that bald monk is really strong. I can't even take a single punch from him..."

Guangzhi, who was being talked about by the yellow lion, had already run to the outside of the north city, jumped over the city wall, crossed the moat, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at a dilapidated hut three miles outside the city.

"When I refine the relics and condense the protective Buddha light, I will—"

The voice paused and Guangzhi slowly turned around.

Under the dim moonlight, in the deserted courtyard, a figure with a long sword hanging from his waist stood there.

"It's you?"

(End of this chapter)