A rain of stones as big as millstones killed the rebels on the spot and injured a hundred others.
Even though the remaining thieves killed many people and were brave and brave, those who had seen such a scene had huge rocks falling from the sky and smashing the earth upside down.
One by one, they were so frightened that they threw off their helmets and armor, screamed, and scattered like birds and beasts.
Liu Qiao also wanted to keep these thieves who had done many evil things to punish them, but since he didn't attack Taoism, he had no choice but to give up.
It's more important to save people.
Falling to escape the light, he picked up a heavy ax thrown by the bandit soldier, and headed towards the hundred or so caves, first picked up the wooden fence, and chopped it open with one strike.
Every time a cave was opened, dozens of people were released, including women, children, and old people. They may have been locked up for a long time, but when they were released, they were still in a state of confusion and looked stupid.
"Hurry into the forest, support the young and old, and gather together to go down the mountain..."
Without waiting for them to recover and thank him, Liu Qiao waved his hand and reminded them to hurry up and go down the mountain to gather together, so as not to be eaten by the tigers and wolves in the mountain alone.
As for sending them home one by one?
Liu Qiao also thought about it, but he didn't have the ability to send them back one by one, and he didn't have the gold or silver to pay for their travel expenses. He could let them escape with their lives and avoid falling into the trap of the evildoers. He was doing his best to do his best.
The remaining dozen caves all had copper gates and iron locks. Liu Qiao tried knocking twice, but he couldn't break them without a key.
They had no choice but to take care of accidental injuries, so they punished the Yellow Turban warriors and brought rocks to smash some bronze gates into pieces with a bang.
Another hundred men were released, including knights and merchants. The noble man in gilded clothes who had been caught on the roadside before was also there. However, after this incident, they were all frightened out of their wits and in a state of embarrassment.
Still pointing out the way down the mountain, Liu Qiao ignored him and flew directly towards the front of the village.
Chang Long is still fighting hard against the two saints alone. If he delayed his time to save others and ruined his disciples and protectors, wouldn't he feel guilty for the rest of his life?
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Let's talk about the situation in front of the stronghold. Sure enough, Chang Long had been fighting alone for a long time and was wearing heavy armor. Now he was exhausted. The two saints of Lu and Mao joined forces and suppressed him to the ground to fight fiercely.
There were countless minions and thieves armed with swords, guns, clubs and spears, surrounding him from all sides. There were also archers setting arrows in ambush outside. There were three layers of people inside and outside, trapping Chang Long in the middle.
What a Chang Long, even though he was tired and panting, spraying his mouth and nose, he still never showed off his power. With a big gun, he swept across like a thousand troops, dancing like a horned dragon.
"Wow ah ah ah..."
In the formation, he killed until his eyes were blood red, and he screamed strangely. He poked left and right to block, and shot with the left. He poked seven or eight people, like a bloody gourd, and swiped with the right. He broke all the weapons and frightened the thieves.
He was so timid that no one dared to step forward and compete with him.
"Whizzing…"
The swordsmen and axemen did not dare to step forward. Archers had already bent their bows and set arrows. In one moment, thousands of arrows were fired, like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the arrows fell like rain.
"Zheng...zheng..." There were crisp golden and iron sounds, but it was Chang Long's round spear skills. The spear danced so well that water could not splash in, and actually deflected those arrows. Even if there were some omissions, they were only nailed to the armor.
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With swords, spears, axes, bows, arrows, swords and halberds, countless thieves surrounded him and killed him, but they did not hurt him at all. Instead, he became more and more crazy, like a murderous god. He looked like Bima Wen who was in trouble in the heaven, and dared to fight against a hundred thousand troops by himself.
He was in a hurry to kill, but he couldn't hold back, so he simply became fierce, opening his bloody mouth and sharp teeth.
The thieves who rushed forward and maintained their bravery, bit off half of their shoulders, and tore them apart, leaving flesh and blood everywhere, and blood mist filling the sky.
"Bah...hahaha..."
In the end, he returned to his true nature and, mindful of the Yuxu Precepts, held half of the person's body in his mouth. Even though he was exhausted and exhausted, he never swallowed the whole thing and vomited it to the ground, laughing loudly like a ferocious demon.
"Oh my god..." Those ruthless bandits were all dumbfounded. They were all dumbfounded. Even though they were killing people profusely and being brave and ferocious, they had never seen such an unruly and ferocious spirit.
"What a waste..." said the two demons of Lu Mao. One rode a colorful tiger and the other rode a purple mist horse and rushed into the formation.
However, they have attained enlightenment in human form. Although they have cultivated the nine-oxen divine power through the Tiangang method, they are not as powerful as the ordinary dragons who have attained enlightenment.
They had been fighting in the sky and on the ground for a long time, but they were exhausted. Just now they were fighting with the soldiers, and they huddled back to rest.
Now, after taking a short break, the two leftists gathered their energy again, using a double-pronged fork; a cold-light blade that cut off human souls, and a nine-ring knife; they flew up and down to frighten ghosts and gods; they rode on horseback and straddled tigers, encircling Chang Long in the middle and killing him.
The Lu family is good at spitting out mist and wind, and the Mao family is good at pulling away dirt and dust.
Mao family method; three thatch stalks impeach ghosts and gods, Lu family method; the master who turns the altar is good at mobilizing troops; he is always close to his brothers, and the two houses unite to send troops together.
Changlong Lingran was not afraid, and he also used Taoist magic, such as summoning the wind, setting up fog barriers, or falling rain, frost, and hail, and the whole world was changed in a fight.
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This time, Liu Qiao freed the trapped mortals, hurriedly escaped from the light, and arrived in a moment. He saw Chang Long surrounded by the two saints Lu Mao and killed him.
I thought that with my own martial arts skills, if I went to join the battle without armor or heavy weapons, I wouldn't be able to help much. Instead, I might get stuck in it together. Then it would be really over, so I must not be reckless.
Then he concealed the escaping light and still hid it in the clouds. He first pointed it out, then ordered the warriors to move the huge stone, and at the same time took out the magic weapon from the treasure bag.
After a while, a gust of wind blew up, and several more boulders, all as big as rollers and weighing several thousand kilograms, were quietly moved over by strong men.
"Where did it come from..."
The fight between the three men on the ground was in full swing. The Taoist Lu who was riding the tiger suddenly felt that something was wrong and seemed to sense something. He only had time to remind Shi that before Shi could finish his words and the word "Stone" had not been uttered, "Boom" the huge boulders were already falling like raindrops.
Because he was afraid of accidentally injuring Chang Long, he moved more slowly. In this way, Lu Mao Erdao also had a chance to escape.
The three people below did not know why the rock fell from the sky, but they were all practitioners of Taoism. They each used their own methods on the spot. Chang Long was the first to turn into mist and walk away.
The two Taoists of Lu and Mao hurriedly rolled off their mounts. When they landed, they saw a flash of green smoke and then disappeared. However, all three families were scattered and realized the art of cloud and smoke.
It's just pity that the strange beast mounts, the eye-catching white-fronted tiger, the yellow and purple mist colt, are unintelligent beasts. How could they escape? They just whimpered and howled before being rolled over by the boulder and turned into a puddle of mince.
"What a pity!" Liu Qiao sighed in his heart.
Just now, the main fight was between the three of them. They were afraid of accidentally injuring Chang Long, so they used the strongman to increase the momentum. Otherwise, they might have killed one of the two evil monsters on the spot.
"Those who hide their heads and show their tails, come out..." Lu Taoist turned into smoke and fled to the top of the village, looking around.
Taoist Mao also used the wind to escape, appeared next to Taoist Lu, and yelled: "You are a cowardless person, you are attacking me secretly!"
Just as he was roaring, a stream of green energy suddenly rolled around him.
At the same time, Chang Long showed his body, shook his gun through the fog, stabbed Lu Taoist, and shouted: "You dare to be distracted when fighting with a certain family..."
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It is said that Chang Long was so brave. There is a poem in "The Romance of the Gods" compiled by Lu Xixing in later generations to prove it:
It is true that it is a moth in the stream, and indeed it is a fairy in the haze and water.
The dragon species is naturally extraordinary, and its fangs are extraordinary.
He is knowledgeable in all kinds of weapons, and his bravery can serve as a soldier worth millions.
Waiting for the golden talisman decree of the Heavenly Palace, he was appointed as the Five Rampant Evil Gods.