Ling Jing led the troops in the middle to rush up the mountainside, but saw that the hundreds of crossbowmen in the dense forest had been defeated by Ji Wushi and the Yellow River Patriarch's men. They all retreated, and immediately laughed and said: "Bows and arrows
Hands, give them to me!"
Naturally, he would not miss such a good opportunity to beat the drowned dog. Even if there were thousands of archers lined up on the mountain road, they would shoot in succession.
There were constant screams in front of them. These crossbowmen of the Songshan Sect had just suffered a huge defeat in the forest. Who would have thought that there was a large group of people ambushing outside the mountain road. They were caught off guard, leaving corpses all over the ground, and retreated.
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"Let's continue chasing. This group of people are still members of the Songshan Sect. The remaining Beggar Clan, Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, Five Mountains Sword Sect and other sects are probably not in small numbers. Let's force them all into the Shaolin Temple first!"
Ling Jing coldly handed down the order, knowing that this confrontation had just begun. There were at least thousands of Songshan sect members, and there were many secretly recruited side sect masters. He did not believe that Zuo Lengchan would lead only
Hundreds of crossbowmen came over.
Moreover, the famous and well-known sects such as Kunlun and Emei are not vegetarians. I am afraid that the real tough battle is still to come.
Everyone rushed forward in pursuit. Although the mountain road was wide, it could not accommodate thousands of people at the same time. The team behind gradually divided into small teams and circled forward through the dense forests on both sides.
After chasing for dozens of feet, I suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps on the mountain road ahead, and the sound of shouts and curses could not help but come down from the mountain.
"Bold thief, how dare you invade Shaolin!"
"With my Beggar Clan disciples here, you can't even think of stepping into the Shaolin Temple!"
"With my Five Mountains Sword Sect here, how can we allow thieves to run rampant!"
Ling Jing didn't know for a moment how many people were shouting and cursing, but from the chaotic sounds, he knew that there were probably quite a few people on the other side, so he immediately sneered and ducked behind the archers.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Before the men on the mountain had rushed far, Ling Jing had already shot thousands of sharp arrows. Although these left-handed masters had never experienced systematic riding and archery training, they were better because of their internal strength and superior arm strength. Even though there were many
The arrows were all misdirected, but they could still take away the lives of many people due to accidental impact.
Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation and wailing from the mountain. Many people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground moaning.
However, these casualties of the righteous disciples seemed to have aroused the bloody spirit of the rest of the people. The remaining people did not retreat but advanced, facing the sharp arrows from the mountain, and rushed forward again.
"Let's all rush together to avenge our dead comrades!"
"Yes, revenge!"
A dense crowd of figures rushed toward Ling Jing from the mountain road, and at the same time, many smart people began to run into the dense forest, seemingly wanting to get around to the rear of Ling Jing and others.
"I don't know what to say!" Ling Jing sneered, looked at the actions of those people on the mountain, and coldly ordered: "Give me the bow and arrow until I finish shooting. If there are no more arrows, we will draw our swords. We must kill them all today.
Go back to Shaolin Temple!"
As he approached the Shaolin Temple, his concern for Linglong became even more urgent. He originally thought about whether he could avoid this disaster and rescue Linglong as peacefully as possible, but when he saw Zuo Lengchan's path on the mountain path,
After revealing the Yin Yin trap, he suddenly changed his mind.
"If you don't surrender, I will kill you until you are afraid!"
There was a trace of scarlet blood-like light in his eyes, and his men fired several rounds. The righteous side left corpses on the ground, but they never reached the distance of twenty feet in front of them.
Finally, the arrows were almost exhausted, and the archers' offensive suddenly weakened.
Someone on the mountain road ahead noticed this immediately, and many people shouted excitedly: "The thieves have used up their arrows, don't be afraid, just kill them and go down the mountain!"
Ling Jing looked coldly at this group of defenders who were not afraid of death, with indifferent eyes. Standing beside him were Zhu Xu and Lan Fenghuang. He looked at the large number of people from the opposite side charging towards them, but his expression did not change at all.
"Master, our arrows are almost exhausted, it's time for a close fight!" Zhu Xu said in a deep voice beside Ling Jing.
"Brother, let's go ahead and kill him without leaving any trace behind!"
Ling Jing watched the enemies on the opposite side approaching step by step. When they were only about ten feet away from his own troops, he finally said calmly: "Throw away the bows and arrows, pull out your swords, and follow me to fight!"
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His voice was neither high nor low, but after being filled with his own internal energy, it swayed in circles like a loud bell, fearing that the entire Shaoshi Mountain could hear his order.
"kill!"
For a moment, shouts of killing rang out from all directions, and the people who had entered the jungle earlier began to rush out and join hands with the righteous party.
More than a thousand people behind Ling Jing and the archers in the front row also drew their weapons and charged forward brazenly.
Ling Jing and the others slowly walked up the mountain road step by step. Lan Fenghuang and Zhu Xu were guarding him on the left and right. One of them wielded a long whip and the other wielded an iron sword. Their skills were already among the best, and they were also
They are great experts in using poison, but among the enemies within a few feet in front of them, almost no one can withstand a single attack and fall to the ground.
"Haha, it's so good! Sure enough, following the young master will make this life interesting!" Zhu Xu was so excited that the long sword in his hand danced into a circle of light. His body was covered with the enemy's blood. He didn't know how many people had died.
fell by his sword.
The blue phoenix whip rolled up, hooked a person's neck, and pulled hard. The person flipped in the air several times, then fell heavily to the ground and could not get up again.
"Hehe, if the eldest lady knew that my little brother had killed so many people for her, she would be extremely happy."
Ling Jing smiled faintly and didn't say a word, but he saw that his own troops had the upper hand at this moment. Whether it was in terms of numbers or strategy, his side was more than one step ahead. If he would lose like this, he would really
There is nothing left to say.
The Zhengdao side suffered heavy casualties, corpses were everywhere, and the number of casualties was at least twice that of Ling Jing's side. At this time, they could only fight and retreat, retreating step by step up the mountain.
But if they retreated a few tens of feet further, they would be in the trap that Zuo Lengchan had laid earlier.
"It's your own fault!" Ling Jing looked at the opponent's troops getting closer and closer to the trap, and said coldly, but he also knew that there was only one road up the mountain, and his side was pressing so hard, and they just wanted to avoid stepping on the left side.
Leng Chan's trap is also impossible.
Suddenly, Ling Jing changed his footwork and rushed out from between Zhu Xu and Lan Fenghuang like lightning. Everyone on the battlefield could only see a vague figure rushing up the mountain road, as fast as
spirits.
"Is this still a human being?"
Many people on both sides of the war couldn't help but be shocked. Some of the righteous disciples were stunned and wanted to raise their swords to chop at the phantom. However, in an instant, they saw a black light flash in the air, and a black sword light that was more than ten feet long.
If it was like thunder from the sky, the man's weapon and body would be cut in half in an instant, leaving blood on the ground and the remaining limbs falling to the ground.
"This guy is not a human, but a ghost! Everyone, stop him!"
Many people turned pale with fright and shouted miserably, but at this moment, no one dared to take a step towards the phantom.
"hiss!"
Even Zhu Xu, Lan Fenghuang and other masters who were familiar with Ling Jing couldn't help but turn pale when they saw this scene. The black sword light just now was too terrifying. It could actually connect the weapon to the human body and kill him with one sword.
I will write two sections and ask myself, who else in this world can have such power.
"Young Master's martial arts is really terrifying!" Zhu Xu sighed, with a look of horror on his face.
Hearing this, Lan Fenghuang suppressed the astonishment on his face, smiled, and said: "Only someone like him can be worthy of the eldest lady, don't you think?"
Zhu Xu didn't even think about it, and nodded heavily, thinking, is there any woman in this world that the young master is not worthy of?
Ling Jing's figure swept forward more than ten feet, and suddenly stopped. Within a few feet to the left and right, a group of righteous disciples looked at him in fear and slowly backed away.
Ling Jing ignored them and didn't even glance at them. He suddenly said loudly to the mountain: "Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple, please come out and talk!"
The voice spread out in waves. As soon as the good and evil parties heard him speak, they both stopped in perfect agreement. The people on the right path slowly retreated to the mountain path above, while the people on the evil path blocked the mountain path behind them and the dense forests on both sides.
Got it right.
Somewhere in the woods, Zuo Lengchan, who was still pursuing, suddenly paused, then suddenly turned around, looked at the direction of the sound, and sneered: "What a big tone, you dare to ask Master Fang Zheng to come over and talk!"
He turned around and rushed out, running towards that place.
On the mountainside, outside a row of temporary huts, Master Fangzheng, Taoist Master Chongxu, Taishan Sect, Qingcheng Sect and other leaders of the righteous sects gathered here.
Hearing the voice coming from below, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions. Only Yue Buqun's expression suddenly became very gloomy, while Ning Zhong's body trembled slightly for a few times.
"Everyone, since the benefactor at the bottom of the mountain has already invited me, let's go there now." Master Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said harmoniously.
A short black-robed Taoist twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed: "You son of a bitch, you are really arrogant. Master Fang Zheng, I will accompany you down here." He spoke with a Sichuan accent. It was Yu, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.
sea.
Master Fang Zheng thanked Yu Canghai with clasped hands, but suddenly he heard Taoist Master Chongxu burst into laughter and said, "Let's go together. In fact, this young hero who went up the mountain is not some ruthless evil heretic. He has a heart.
We are anxious, that's why we are so aggressive. If we can persuade each other nicely later, there will probably be room for change."
