Because there is no need to say it out loud, and I can understand by looking back on the past. "It's too late now, isn't it?" She couldn't complain. From the beginning, I told her that the only hope of persisting was to change the name of the sect. But
She was unwilling to give in and didn't want to believe that things were that bad. The current facts proved that Ru Ruiwen's judgment was correct, and she was wrong. She ruined the sect's last chance.
"What are your plans?" The situation of the Hengshan Shaolin Sect is such that I don't need to continue to emphasize it. The results of persisting in resistance do not need to be said at all.
"When it really doesn't work, I won't take advantage of the Justice League. Don't worry, I was wrong. I am willing to bear the consequences of failure, and I will not forget the kindness of White Dusk." Looking back on the past, he whispered softly.
With sadness.
"No matter what, fight with all your strength and persist until the end, you have no regrets." So I heard that the people of the Justice League broke through the mountainside, but after a day, through the mountain forest area, I felt the Wudang Alliance under the Shaolin Sect of Hengshan Mountain.
There are already some of them, and they have now assembled and are preparing to break out all the way up the mountain and join the disciples of the Hengshan Shaolin Sect who are defending the mountainside. Although the number is not enough to affect anything, there is no doubt that it is a group of fresh troops, which may be able to defeat the Hengshan Shaolin disciples.
The faction has been able to hold on longer. If it can hold on for one more day, the outcome of the battle may not be unchangeable.
Recalling the past and drawing out her sword, she also needs to fight. The enemy who breaks through the mountainside must be blocked. As the leader, she can no longer simply command on the top of the mountain. This is her battle and the desire of their group.
It is the wish of the sisters to regain the Hengshan Sect. Those sisters died fighting for this. They have worked hard to this day.
The sword is flowing with light yellow light. The robe that recalls the past is full of fine silver needles.
The Justice League, which had broken through the mountainside, was in a frantic pursuit of victory. The disciples of the Hengshan Shaolin Sect who resisted were retreating step by step. Those who were still full of determination and fighting were unable to fight because of their weak strength and because of the unintentional efforts of their fellow sects around them who had lost their will to fight.
They retreated and were forced to retreat. They were angry and shouted at the top of their lungs unwillingly. "Everyone, don't retreat! Don't retreat! If we retreat again, we will be finished. We must fight at this time. I am in front, don't retreat."
Although such a voice is very loud, there is more than one person. But looking at the densely packed mountain forest, and the crowd above the mountainside, it seems so lonely...
Everyone else was retreating, and even though they were determined to fight to the death, there was no way they could resist the tide of Justice Leaguers rushing towards them by themselves.
A master of the Hengshan Shaolin sect with a high martial arts level and outstanding murderous aura bravely blocked the charge of a group of Justice League people. However, the people rushing from both sides were about to surround him. Behind him, his fellow disciples on the left and right were retreating. All of them were retreating.
He was unwilling to resist desperately. He gritted his teeth in hatred, but he had no choice but to retreat step by step. He already had many sword wounds on his body, but he was not afraid. He would rather everyone fight together, even if he would be the first to fall.
, he also doesn’t want to see the sect perish. However, others don’t think so, and more people don’t think so.
One after another, the gleaming swords chased the retreating man. He was unable to resist alone. Behind him, people on the left and right were retreating. No one paid attention to him. No one was willing to take the risk to rescue him in such a dangerous situation.
.
The sword lights kept interlacing and flashing, and there were more and more sword wounds on his body, more and more...
Finally, despite strict defense on his legs and right arm, he was still hit by the sword. His movement speed became slower and slower, and the speed of swinging the sword also became slower.
He looked at the people on both sides of the Justice League who were rushing forward, and the people on both sides of him who had been retreating were being mercilessly slaughtered by the pursuing Justice League people. Likewise, no one could retreat from behind.
The rescue of people. The so-called defeat is like a mountain. The two sides are fighting, and there are so many people. The retreating party will inevitably be chased. In fact, not many can escape. Where can they escape in such a battle to destroy the faction?
Unless it's just surrender. But with the kind of morale in front of us, everyone only cares about themselves and is unwilling to fight desperately. How can they think so much? Even those who can think about these principles are forced to do so because everyone around them is fleeing.
You can only escape, otherwise you will just die alone in vain.
The master was heartbroken. He was about to fall into a complete siege. Of course, the only result would be death. He didn't care about dying fighting for the sect. If a person didn't even love the sect, then why did he choose to join in the first place? Why did he choose the world?
What makes him sad is that his death was so worthless. He did not fall down while fighting bravely with his fellow disciples, but was helplessly killed while retreating one-sidedly while being pursued.
He is dying. The blood in his arms is bleeding more and more, the sword in his hand is getting heavier and heavier, and his legs are getting slower and slower. It seems that the blood has almost run out, he is dying...
A figure passed through the heads of the retreating crowd and rushed over.
"Kill the enemy! Those who retreat will be expelled from the sect!" The person who flew over, covered in light yellow body-protecting energy, was recalling the past. She flew behind the retreating crowd and landed on the one who could barely hold on and was about to be under siege.
Beside the man who was exhausted. The man perked up, and before the leader had time to shout, he saw the man recalling the past and killing a group of enemies around him with a sword. At the same time, he quickly reached into his robe with his left hand and took out several flying weapons.
The needle was inserted into the acupuncture points of his body quickly and skillfully.
A miracle happened. The injuries on his body suddenly healed at a rapid speed. Even the blood loss in the body was regenerated at an accelerated pace due to the pricking of the silver needles. The body regained its vitality again. Although the injuries were not completely healed in a short period of time, they were
The originally unsupportable body has regained 60 to 70% of its combat effectiveness. "Master!" The man was surprised and happy. He never expected that the master would have such miraculous martial arts.
The appearance of recalling the past makes the people who originally retreated dare not retreat again. Under the eyes of the leader, who dares to retreat?
The retreating crowd quickly turned around and followed the memory of the past to confront the enemies of the Justice League who had been chasing them for more than ten miles.
"One day, I will integrate the Hengshan Sect's Golden Needle Crossing Point into the martial arts canon!" Looking at the disciple of the sect who was excited to follow her and charge, looking back on the past, I felt as if I saw hope. Yes, no matter what, there are always some like this one.
Disciples of the sect like human beings, they are willing to fight for the sect, and they are not affected by the instigation and instigation of spies from the Justice League.
For a moment, the Hengshan Shaolin Sect's retreat stopped. At the same time, Ru Shi Wen also appeared at the end of another group of retreating Hengshan Shaolin Sect disciples, forcing that group of people to turn around and charge.
However, the front is very long, and the two of them can unite the front, but they cannot make more people who are retreating on the front turn around.
Recalling the past, she tried her best to move, but when she went from one place to another, because she was no longer in the place she left, she quickly gave up resistance and continued to retreat, retreat, and finally turned around and ran away...
When the army is defeated like a mountain, morale and people's hearts are weakened, how can one person turn the tide?
The memories of the past kept moving away, and she kept swinging her sword to kill. She was unwilling to give up, and was unwilling to admit defeat.
However, her efforts did not arouse more people's numbness and negativity.
"The leader has taken action." Some people at the back said, some eager to give it a try. Their own stance on whether to actively participate in the sect battle is constantly changing, affected by the influence of other sect members.
"It's useless! How many people can she fight by herself? How long can she fight for? Oh, why did she go there earlier? Anyway, we don't have to worry about it. We can just wait for the sect to die and rejoin another sect." Another person
He said it disdainfully, making the person who originally spoke feel as enthusiastic as if he had been poured cold water on his head.
"That's right, why are you working so hard? She is the leader. Of course she doesn't want the sect to perish. We are just ordinary disciples. What difference does it make if we switch to another sect? Isn't it stupid to work so hard for her to continue to be the leader?"
"That's not what you're saying..." Some people couldn't help but want to retort, but before they could finish speaking, they were interrupted by others.
"Why don't you say that? The sense of honor of a sect? What kind of sense of honor do we have? The sense of honor of a Shaolin disciple becoming a nun? Haha... don't laugh to death, we don't like it if you like being ridden on top of your head by a woman."
The man was speechless for a while and sighed. He had also wanted to go and fight instead of passively hiding behind and waiting for the sect to perish or the Justice League to kill and surrender. However, as the saying goes, the situation is stronger than the people. Everyone
Everyone is like this, what can he change by rushing out alone? How many people can he inspire to establish the same determination to fight and resist? It's useless, he is just an ordinary disciple, even if an elder steps forward, it will not have much effect.
Unless a group of elders all stand up, it is a pity that those elders rarely say such things, but they are obviously doing such things and are not willing to fight for the sect at all.
"Actually, the Golden Needle Crossing Point of the Hengshan Sect is also pretty good. I saw it before when I was reading the history of Jianghu..."
"That's not bad. We are people in the martial arts world, not doctors. Do you want to learn it? It's useless if you learn it. Don't you just use it once for a short time on a person during a battle? What women learn is none of our men's business.
" Before the man finished speaking, he was hit by another person with disdain. The man was a little confused, because he knew the speaker. They were both newcomers. They joined the Hengshan Shaolin Sect together at that time, and that man was
I have never been interested in things like Jiang Hu Lu, so how could I know about this ancient martial arts situation? (To be continued...)
