Blood rained down, and the head covered with messy hair rolled and fell to the ground.
For a moment, everything inside and outside the square fell silent.
Even the minds of the sect masters who immediately retreated in all directions and tried to escape through the night were completely empty.
Although Jia Qing lives under Jilong Mountain, his reputation in Green Forest Road is extremely high, and he is also famous in the martial arts world.
This is a quasi-grandmaster level powerhouse who is only one step away from being able to achieve the "real skills forged in a furnace".
However, such a tyrannical bandit was so easily killed with a knife and died so miserably.
Seeing this scene, no one could calm down.
"Second leader!"
After the great shock, there was an uproar filled with shock and anger.
The group of Changliu bandits were all crazy, roaring, roaring, and charging towards Yang Yu without fear of death.
"Stop them!"
However, the morale of the guards in uniforms was greatly boosted, and they used all their methods to kill the thieves and bandits beside them.
Only the monk, the monk, clasped his hands together and breathed a sigh of relief, then took a step back to protect himself in front of the panicked refugees, the old and the weak.
"escape!"
"escape!"
Yu Changjing and other sect masters, who had no intention of fighting to begin with, fled faster when they saw Jia Qing's death.
However, in the next moment, thunderbolts exploded in the night.
Boo hoo hoo~~~
The stream of light spread across the sky, coming and going in all directions. Wherever it passed, the air flow roared and screamed repeatedly. It was either shot at the bandits in Changliu Mountain or at the masters of the sect.
The people who were directly killed were sweating and frightened.
The night seemed to have no blocking effect at all. The arrows were like black and white and unpredictable chains of life-threatening souls. Wherever they hit, someone was bound to die.
Can't avoid it, can't stop it, can't escape it!
"Yang Yu, do you want to kill everyone?!"
Someone roared angrily.
What responded to him was an arrow that was like thunder, ruthless and indifferent.
call!
Yang Yu took a step forward and chopped off several heads with a single slash of his sword. With blood splashing everywhere, he jumped up onto the eaves, bowed at the full moon, and shot arrows like meteors.
"Okay, so awesome..."
Liu Pan gasped for air. His martial arts skills were shallow and his eyesight was average, but he could see blood splattering in the night, arrows striking with thunder, and screams.
For a moment, I was sweating profusely, my heart was beating like a drum, and there was great awe in my eyes.
Even though he has learned martial arts for half a year, where has he ever seen such a terrifying archery killing scene?
"Amitabha."
Retirement is also a sign of moving the mind.
The sharp archer is an important weapon on the battlefield, and the ferocity of the killing is unparalleled by the methods of fighting in the rivers and lakes. Especially this Yang Donator, the energy is inhuman.
For ordinary archers, even if they are extremely talented, if they draw the bow for a long time, their muscles and bones will become weak and their accuracy will decrease. But this one became more and more fierce the more he killed.
One person draws a bow, and hundreds of people can shoot arrows.
Among the people he has seen in his life, he is also ranked in the top three for being fierce.
咻咻咻~
The arrow basket was shot into the air with one breath. Yang Yu rose up on the wind and caught the blood-stained arrows that came back against the current. When they burst out, his inner energy surged up, making a sound like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring:
"Surrender without killing!"
…
Without the leadership of Changliu Mountain such as Jia Qing, and with the help of a skilled archer who never missed a beat, a group of Jinyi guards worked hard to defeat the Changliu bandits.
Except for a small number that dispersed, most of them were captured and killed.
call!
Yang Yu stood with his bow in his mouth but did not send it out.
In the night, a group of sect masters, including Yu Changjing, walked out with ugly expressions.
Seeing Yang Prison, many people were trembling with their buttocks and felt chills in their hearts.
They had never come into contact with a real magic archer, but they had heard a lot about it. Although magic archers were powerful, this one in front of them was beyond the realm of tyranny.
They were all skilled in martial arts and fled in all directions. Even under the cover of night, they couldn't escape?
"Yang prison..."
Yu Changjing staggered, his mouth was stained with blood, and he was seriously injured.
He was one of the few people in the field who survived being shot by an arrow, but his muscles, bones and internal organs were also injured, and his combat power was greatly reduced, so he had to walk back.
"Yang...Master Yang."
At this time, the Jin Yiwei, whose whole bodies were soaked in blood, also gathered around them. With familiarity, they all sealed their dantians and removed their arm joints.
He just breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I am Zhao Guangxiao, Jinyiwei Baihu."
The man, who was supported by several guards in royal robes and had never participated in the battle, stepped forward to salute, lowered his voice and said:
"I've met Yang Baihu, thank you for the rescue."
"Master Zhao, although Jinyiwei is not a prosperous population, it is not just a few people, right?"
Yang Yu raised his hand slightly and dropped it from the eaves.
"This matter is a long story..."
Zhao Guangxiao gave a wry smile and told the whole story of the future.
"...There seems to be turmoil in Deyang Mansion. More than a month ago, Deputy Commander Qi could no longer be contacted. The two colleagues were worried and still took people there..."
"It's Deyang Mansion again..."
Yang Yu's heart sank slightly.
First Cao Jinlie, then Qi Gang, and now the two colleagues also went. Basically, the entire Qingzhou Jinyiwei went to Deyang.
That Deyang Mansion...
"Yang Baihu, who are you chasing?"
After exchanging a few words, Zhao Guangxiao looked at the red-eyed white crane that could not help but scream in the smoke and dust ruins.
"Of course it can't be that saint."
Yang Prison gathered his thoughts.
Not long after waking up from the Tianhai Realm that day, Yu Fengxian had already found the branch of Liansheng Cult in the mountain. After a fight, the woman in white escaped on a white crane with red eyes.
The two of them pursued him until they reached the outside of Qingzhou City.
"Where is Mr. Xu?"
After receiving the arrows collected by several Jin Yiwei, Yang Yu inquired and received a reply without delay, and ordered these Jin Yiwei colleagues to take care of them here.
He turned around and headed towards the city.
…
…
My name is Ji Longshan.
During the Ming Dynasty, he was born in Qingzhou City, Longyuan Road. He was an only son because of farming and studying, and he was an only son. His father never forgot him, and his old mother taught him earnestly, so he pretended to be a scholar.
When I was young, my family was poor, so I could barely scrape together money to study with my husband, but I had no money left to buy books, so I borrowed books from others. Fortunately, I was gifted, and even though I didn’t have a photographic memory, I could memorize them silently many times and write them down. .
But after all, he couldn't compare with his classmates who could read a thousand words at the age of three and read the Four Books and Five Classics by the age of seven. He was unwilling to give up and worked harder. After twenty years, he became a member of the public.
However, at this point, there seems to be no room for further progress.
The state examination is no longer a high gate that I can't overcome.
I was unwilling to fail the exam again. At that time, a nephew of the Xiao family ridiculed me and said: "If a poor man wants to be an official, he will kill people and set fires to be recruited."
Later, I learned that there were four major families in Qingzhou, followed by the Wang, Liu, and Cao families, and thirdly, there were still sons and nephews of officials. Every time there was a state examination, the officials of the families in the prefectures and counties all worked hard.
The exam is held every three years, but often before it starts, the places are already divided among others.
Some classmates couldn't bear to see it and pointed out a clear way, that is, marrying everyone...
How can a good man get married?
I took the exam every three years and failed again. I am nearly thirty years old, how many more years do I have left to waste?
After more than 20 years in the cold window, I have no strength to tie up the chicken, let alone the means to settle down and make a living. I want to farm for my mother, but I am scolded by my old parents.
That year, I was immersed in studying in Xianyun Temple outside the city. One day, it was snowing heavily and I was depressed. I came out of the house and saw a young girl burning incense in the main hall. She smiled so beautifully that I will never forget it.
Since then I have been in love with you.
How can a good man become a wife?
But what if it was her...
If I could come again, I would...
…
Huhu~
In the Xiao family's mansion, in the huge martial arts arena, the shouts and shouts of hard training in the past were gone, only the sound of 'ta da da' spread with the sound of the wind.
The weak moonlight mixed with starlight is the only source of light in the night.
In the middle of the martial arts arena, on the large grand master's chair, Ji Longshan put his forehead with one hand and tapped the back of the chair with the other, as if he was meditating or recalling the past.
His aura was so calm that it seemed to affect the heaven and earth here, giving people a feeling of being as majestic as a mountain.
Luo Zhong looked at the tall figure in front of him, feeling in awe, but couldn't help but feel a little anxious:
"Da Longtou, why don't you take action..."
The Xiao family was far away from the city gate, so naturally he couldn't hear anything, but tonight was the agreed time...
"Not urgent."
Ji Longshan did not open his eyes and spoke calmly.
Not urgent?
Luo Zhong became increasingly agitated.
This is Qingzhou City!
Qingzhou City has one thousand two hundred divine arm crossbows!
If they can't cooperate inside and outside, it is impossible for the people who came here tonight to climb the Qingzhou city wall, even for a moment.
"Don't you understand yet?"
At this time, an old and calm voice came from outside the night:
"Your big dragon head, the purpose of coming here is not to attack Qingzhou City, but to kill all of you outside Qingzhou City!"
"who?!"
Luo Zhong looked at the place where the sound came from, and couldn't help being shocked.
Under the cover of night, dozens of people came slowly.
With a startling glance, one can see among them the heads of the four families Xiao, Lin, Chu, and Ye, as well as a group of masters.
The person in charge was none other than Xu Wenji.
"What did you say?"
Luo Zhong subconsciously looked at his big dragon head, who opened his eyes at some point and looked at the people coming with a calm expression.
"I said, you are the abandoned ones! He is part of the refining ceremony."
Xu Wenji stopped walking far away and looked towards Jilong Mountain.
Compared to the day, he seemed calmer at this time, but underneath this calmness was an undercurrent, and he felt like a silent volcano, with all kinds of murderous intentions hidden within him.
Faintly, there seemed to be an indescribable subtle change happening.
This change was so subtle that it was impossible to understand, but he had read similar records in an ancient scroll in the Ouchi Library.
This is a sign that the ceremony has begun...
"Big dragon head!"
Looking at Jilong Mountain, Luo Zhong felt a little uneasy.
"wrong."
Looking at Xu Wenji, Ji Longshan shook his head slightly:
"Qingzhou, I will definitely win it. As for abandoning a son, there is a price to pay for anything you do. There is no such thing as abandoning a son or not."
Hearing this, Luo Zhong's face turned pale and he was speechless.
At this point, he paused slightly and looked at Xiao Xian, Ye Sheng, Chu Xuan and others:
"Mr. Xu's arrival is not beyond my expectation. I just didn't expect that the four old thieves who have been hiding in your honey pot for many years would have the courage to show up."
"Ji Longshan, don't be so arrogant!"
Xiao Xian's face was ashen.
"So what if it's arrogant?"
Ji Longshan sneered, not caring about the angry four masters, and said calmly:
"Sir, now I can answer your questions."
"What is your Daoguo, or rank?"
Xu Wenji's eyes flickered.
He had no way of knowing Xu Wenji's true purpose, but he vaguely guessed it from all the previous information.
He probably wanted to kill the entire Changliu, no, the entire Green Forest Road in Qingzhou...
This guess is too incredible.
Who can imagine that the chief helmsman of the Green Forest Road would think about killing all his own foundations?
But there are so many variations in Daoguo rituals that there is no common sense at all.
Only in this way can we explain why he insisted on mobilizing the entire Green Forest Road forces in Qingzhou to carry out this task.