Starting from the attack on the camp of Han Kongque and others tonight, they have suffered misfortune. First, Liu Catkin, and then Huangshan and Han Kongque. No matter which one they are, they are a huge threat to them. ←
Encountering Huangshan, they were caught off guard and several people died under the Tang sword in Huangshan.
At this time, he knew that the matter was urgent and wanted to organize people to besiege Huangshan, but the figures around him collided in chaos, the fists roared, and blood bloomed in front of his eyes. The human body hit the surrounding sand and gravel, breaking through the rocks, and the battle continued under the night.
Drive away, leaving only stains of blood.
Under such circumstances, they can't do anything.
"Let's go!" Feeling that they couldn't gain the numerical advantage in such a melee, Hu Ke made a decision immediately.
However, Huangshan would not let go of such an opportunity. He had not gone far at all. Now that he saw Hu Ke rushing towards his hiding place, he naturally wanted to give him a hard blow.
He blocked Hu Ke's elbow with a bang and shook him away before the punch on his lower abdomen hit him.
Then there was the grappling and locking, which entangled Hu Ke's arm and dragged him forward.
Hu Ke supported the rock in front of him with one hand, and suddenly used his other hand to untie the rope with great force. He hit him with a series of heavy punches. Huang Shan also fought back with heavy punches. When someone sneaked up from behind, he was slashed by Huang Shan with a big sword.
Force away.
The burning pain, the numbness in the brain, and the boiling blood supported Hu Ke, but his body was indeed scarred.
Hu Ke's punches are unparalleled, and those men in black robes are cunning and nimble, but in terms of true martial arts, none of them are as good as Huangshan. The men in black robes around him are also elite, and they are not weak. One can defeat many. Huangshan
It's hard to be lucky.
However, taking advantage of the surrounding terrain, Huangshan's sneak attack gave them the greatest lethality in the instant conflict.
Looking at Hu Ke who had escaped his own attack, Huangshan did not pursue him. He retreated and led into the shadow of a rock.
The sound of killing people from all around tore through the night sky, the fire was boiling, and the smoke was filled. From a high place next to the hill, someone started throwing ignited fireballs. Although the inside of the mountain col was not small, under the threat of flares, people soon became
will be forced out.
Huangshan also relied on flares to accurately grasp the enemy's traces and follow them for a sneak attack.
Huangshan arranged the trap himself. Naturally, no one understood the arrangement better, so in just a few turns, he set up the trap again with Hu Ke and others.
As soldiers fought around them, some resisted hysterically, some cried because of their injuries, and some tried to surrender.
Most of these people in Jixidi are relatives of Hu Ke and others. I think they have already realized this by this time.
At first, these people were just Han Kongque's compassion that scattered them into this complex environment, but now, they have become a chain of death that binds Hu Ke and others.
On this night among the hills, killing finally became the theme. When they were scattered, when they were submerged in the darkness, when their backbones were broken, they lost their backbone, and lost their confidence. They became bereaved dogs,
I have lost the momentum I had when I first arrived.
There are also a small number of people who are trying to take revenge or trying to break out of the encirclement. In the current situation, they are struggling to tear up the entire encirclement, but they can no longer organize an attack with too much force.
The hearts of the people have been dispersed and the courage of the people is cold. Even if they want to survive, they can only struggle tenaciously. Under the siege of large areas, they will soon be submerged.
In the mountains and hills, drizzle slowly began to fall. It was already autumn, and the drizzle made it even more chilly at night. But what was even more chilling was the screams that came from time to time.
The rain is falling, soaking the whole sky and earth, and it seems to be falling so hard that there is nowhere to go.
Not long ago, battles of all sizes were fought in this wilderness, but now they have gradually become silent.
The rain washed away the blood, soaked the body, and began to obscure the traces on the ground that could be traced, allowing the disadvantaged party that had passed through this wilderness to get a little respite.
Several people were running wildly in the rain, and no one knew whether they could escape.
And just as they turned a muddy curve ahead, several green figures suddenly came up to them in the field of vision.
None of them spoke, and the light of the sword slashed out, seeping into the rain like snow flakes.
After a few swipes, the blood spurted out from the running body, spraying into the air like large clouds of scarlet blood.
Huang Shan drew his sword in the air, exchanged blows with the man twice, and then was suddenly knocked away.
It was also because the speed was so fast that the man did not keep slashing after drawing the sword, but gave a knee strike that seemed to be an understatement but was actually hard and without impact, knocking half of the body out.
Hu Ke's body was covered with muddy water. After he stood up straight, his body shook a few times. After a long while, he nodded: "You actually killed everyone?"
Huangshan sneered and said: "We don't want to either...but you should know that the matter has come to this, and there is no chance..."
Hu Ke nodded, and after a moment, he nodded again and laughed: "Hahahaha...hahahaha..."
In the heavy rain, his face was pale, and his laughter was particularly sad. Then he suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Huangshan!
In the desert during the heavy rain, the rain splashed mud. When Hu Ke suddenly rushed towards the Huangshan Mountain in front, the eight people behind Hu Ke also suddenly rushed up and fought together with the people on the Huangshan Mountain side.
The Black Ghost is a killer organization that has developed very well in recent years with the support of the Temple Taoist Association's abundant funds.
And these people around Hu Ke are the most elite among them.
After they were dispersed, these eight people were still able to follow Hu Ke. They were also tough and die-hards. Their experience in hundreds of battles gave them good skills and simple but efficient fighting methods.
As for Hu Ke himself, as a rising star in the Temple Taoist Association, he is also a resolute and decisive person.
In terms of kung fu, although he is not as good as those with special abilities like Ma Jifang and Shaban, he is not bad compared to the special forces of some countries. On a global scale, he can be regarded as the best among young people, so
What is lacking is just experience.
However, when all of this meets the current Huangshan Mountains, it doesn't make much sense.
If Hu Ke is outstanding, then Huangshan at this time is already one of the people who have reached the top among ordinary warriors like them.
It is also for this reason that when Hu Ke rushed up with a desperate gesture, he just slashed the rain curtain with a sword with one hand. He only had a military thorn in his hand, but he used it as a sword technique, and this kind of sword
The law is as simple and fierce as catkins.
The gap between the two sides was too big. During the charge, Hu Ke was still running wildly, but was suddenly forced into a defensive position, and then swung his sword in the air again.
In the heavy rain, Huangshan's casual sword drawing was almost artistically gorgeous. The forced rainwater brushed in the air for a moment, forming a straight line, and the spurting water light flew several meters away before stopping.
There seemed to be fan-shaped streams of light in the heavy rain, and people couldn't help but avoid the water when they saw it. Otherwise, if it splashed on their bodies, they would have the vague illusion that they would be cut apart by the sword light.
Hu Ke stopped with just one strike of the sword. With the second move, he retreated in a panic and threw himself to the side, only to avoid the sharp move.
A man in black robe swooped over, Huangshan's arm moved, and the man was chopped to pieces in the rain with a knife. The knife, arm, and blood flew all over the sky, and then he was suddenly pressed down in the heavy rain.
Huangshan approached Hu Ke. Another sword strike knocked Hu Ke flying.
"Stop!" The moment Hu Ke was sent flying, a voice sounded from behind Huangshan.
It only took a moment from the sound of the sound to the arrival of the words. At first, the voice seemed to be still far away, but in an instant it was already behind Huangshan.
Huangshan suddenly turned around, and a person's presence suddenly seemed to burst out from the rain, with murderous intent rushing wildly.
The figure ran wildly all the way and approached quickly without causing any movement in the world. But at this moment, a scimitar was waved up, splashing water in the air like an exploding faucet, and the two figures suddenly collided.
Together.
In the moment of the fight, the rain was forced to open.
The next moment, Huangshan jumped out of the battle circle several feet away toward the rear.
When he stood still, his clothes were torn and fell into the rain.
"Old Man Hu?" Huangshan looked at the mighty old man, a little unbelievable. Is this the skinny old man he saw and talked to just now?
"Damn it, he's almost dead. You should be here too." In the other direction, several people gathered around. There were Han Peacock and catkins inside, and it was Han Peacock who spoke.
Walking into Huangshan's side, Liuxu took two steps forward quickly and revealed her weapons. In her hands, there were already two long swords, one held up front and one held backwards. The weapons in other people's hands were also various.
But the only similarity is that they are all cold weapons.
A night of chaotic fighting, whether it's catkins, Korean peacocks or Huangshan, constant raids, assassinations, attacks, and hiding in the dark. Every time you encounter the enemy, a short fierce battle will break out. In this kind of but...
, guns are almost useless.
As for cold weapons, they suffered a lot of wear and tear in fierce battles, so they almost used whatever weapons they could find.
"In the archives, I have seen the three most famous knife-wielding organizations in the Republic of China. I have seen the Miao Dao Society in the south. I have seen the Great Sword Society in the east. I didn't expect to see the remnants of the Temple Knife Society in Western Xinjiang today." Liu Xu looked at it.
Holding the scimitar in Lao Hu's hand, he said coldly.
"I really didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who know about our temple sword guild." Old Hu stroked the scimitar in his hand and said.
"No government can rest assured about an organization like the Temple Taoist Society, so it will naturally be on guard against it. Unexpectedly, it is impossible to guard against it, and it has allowed you to develop and grow. Now that we know about the Temple Taoist Society, a religious organization that plays machete, naturally it will not
It's hard to guess." Liu Xu said. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!