Chapter 160 Yelu Guanyin Slave

In the dark night, the patter of raindrops fell like soybeans.

It fell with a bolt of lightning.

In the dazzling electric light, men wearing iron armor suddenly reflected in the mountains and forests.

Dao Baifeng's heart suddenly trembled and he said in shock.

"Yuan Bing?!"

Since the last time Guangmingding was harassed by Yuan soldiers, Yuan soldiers have been disappearing for a while.

Unexpectedly, when Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, led his troops to counterattack Guangmingding, these Yuan soldiers suddenly made a comeback!

In the night, a thunderstorm roared, hitting the trees in the forest with a "pop" sound.

Dao Baifeng and Gan Baofeng stared around nervously, knowing that the situation was probably going to be very bad.

At this moment, a flying eagle suddenly pierced the night sky in the dark night, accompanied by a melodious whistle that echoed through the mountains.

The Yuan soldiers, who were like sculptures, suddenly came to life, shouting loudly, and suddenly rushed to the top of the mountain in a swarm.

Dao Baifeng held two swords in his hands. Just when he was about to swing them twice, he realized that these Yuan soldiers completely ignored their existence and just rushed towards the mountain head-on.

With the sudden attack of the Yuan soldiers, the five-color flag elites on the Guangmingding Mountain Road who were still full of momentum were directly hit by a heavy blow.

Wuyangyang's Yuan soldiers rushed out from the mountains and forests, and whether they were disciples of the Five Colored Banners or ordinary members of the Ming Cult, they were all killed directly.

Listening to the miserable howls all around, Dao Baifeng came back to his senses and hurriedly pulled Gan Baobao and rushed down the mountain.

But they didn't expect that not long after the two rushed out, they were suddenly blocked by a group of soldiers in the forest.

These soldiers wore armor and carried swords, and were obviously stronger than ordinary infantry.

Gan Baobao vaguely realized something and said in a trembling voice.

"this……"

"Don't panic." Dao Baifeng secretly took a deep breath. As the former Princess of Dali, she was still very angry.

Although she didn't know what to do now, there was no need for stage fright.

In the night, the rows of black armor soldiers suddenly lined up left and right unexpectedly, revealing the people behind them.

A sudden heavy rain fell. Even on this ever-changing battlefield, the man actually had a copper umbrella to take shelter from the rain.

A follower next to him held an eagle in his hand.

The eagle was lowering its head and pecking at a piece of flesh. It should be the one that issued the roaring command earlier.

With a flash of lightning, Dao Baifeng finally saw clearly the person under the copper umbrella.

That is a woman with extremely beautiful appearance.

She was seen wearing a bright red shawl draped over her shoulders and a white silk dress decorated with golden phoenixes and flying apsaras, making her look noble and graceful.

She doesn't look very old, and there is a bit of coldness and coquettishness between her eyebrows.

Dao Baifeng wanted to ask more questions, but the woman obviously didn't mean to say anything.

The Xuanjia soldiers surrounding them swarmed up and captured the two of them.

……………………

at the same time.

The other side.

Foothills of Kunlun Mountain.

As he rode a fast horse across the pass at the foot of the mountain, he saw a figure leaping up from a distance.

The fast horse staggered and fell to the ground. It looked like it was foaming at the mouth but it was exhausted.

The heavy rain poured down and thunderclouds rolled over Guangmingding Mountain, which made Chen Xuan feel gloomy.

On the day Zhou Zhiruo kidnapped Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min, he got clues from several Emei female disciples and hurried back from the Shaolin Lion Slaying Conference.

But under this bright light, his mood felt inexplicably heavy.

"Don't let anything happen to you."

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan jumped up. Even though he hadn't slept for several days, he didn't dare to stop and take a breath.

The Xiaoyao Wind Control Technique was used in response to the situation, and he jumped up like an immortal from heaven, riding the wind and flying across the continuous grassland.

He felt vaguely that something was not right, and as soon as he chased him to the foot of the mountain, his mood became more and more gloomy.

At the end of the mountain road, there are still many Yuan soldiers going up the mountain, and just at the foot of the mountain, many corpses of Five Color Banner disciples have been seen.

"Who are you!"

"Get him!"

Before Chen Xuan could take another look, several patrolling Yuan soldiers discovered him.

Chen Xuan frowned, and without looking, he raised his hand and swung the Yitian Sword. His powerful inner energy turned into a fierce sword energy, and in response, he killed the Yuan soldiers on the spot.

"Why are there Yuan soldiers here?"

Chen Xuan vaguely realized something was wrong and hurried up the mountain.

Along the way, Yuan soldiers continued to defeat the elite troops of the Five Colored Flags. Heavy rain poured down in the night, blurring the cries of killing and screams.

Chen Xuan was so anxious that he felt how insignificant he was on this chaotic battlefield.

He rushed up to the top of the mountain in a hurry, and when he glanced around, he saw a group of five-color flag elites being heavily besieged by Yuan soldiers.

Two of the figures looked very familiar.

Chen Xuan recognized it after just two glances, and thought to himself.

"White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng and Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao? Haven't they apostatized and fled long ago? It turns out that they have been wandering in the Western Regions and have been waiting for an opportunity to counterattack Guangmingding."

Only then did Chen Xuan recall that Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao did not go to the Lion Slaying Conference at all.

Zhang Wuji must have made arrangements in advance. The initial plan was for Yin Tianzheng to lead his people to defect, and then encourage Zhao Min to capture Guangmingding.

After the failure to capture Guangmingding.

Zhang Wuji publicly encouraged Zhao Min to first destroy Shaolin and then massacre Wudang in the name of Mingjiao, with the intention of involving the six major sects.

In fact, they used the masters of the Ruyang Palace led by Zhao Min as bait to lead Chen Xuan to Wudang Mountain, and secretly asked Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, to lead his renegade disciples to re-capture Guangmingding.

"It's really a good plan!"

Chen Xuan admired secretly in his heart.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuji was too clever in his calculations. He probably didn't expect that Chen Xuan would kidnap Zhao Min directly. As a result, the Ruyang Palace was leaderless, but now there is another expert in charge.

Not only did that man have insight into the movements of the renegade disciples led by Yin Tianzheng, he even came up with a clever plan to catch the cicada and the oriole behind!

Seeing Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao constantly leading the charge to kill, but still unable to escape from the heavy siege, Chen Xuan stood on a branch in the distance and watched coldly.

He didn't have a good impression of these two people. After all, they were both traitors and had no rescuing value.

"Kill! Jumu Banner disciples follow me to break through!"

In the rainy night, Yin Tianzheng shouted loudly, flexed his five fingers with both hands, and performed the Eagle Claw Kungfu.

In an instant, I saw him waving his claws, and the shadows of his claws were filled with blood.

Even though the Yuan soldiers were fully equipped with armor, Yin Tianzheng's sophisticated Eagle Claw Kung Fu easily penetrated the armor on his body.

Under his leadership, the giant wooden flag elites wearing green scarves shouted in unison, their momentum was like a rainbow, and they faintly opened a gap in the Yuan soldiers' encirclement.

Chen Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, raised his eyebrows unconsciously when he saw this, saying something stupid in his heart.

The Yuan soldiers' battle formation has been completed, and relying solely on a breakout will result in heavy casualties regardless of success.

Facing such a large-scale battle formation, the only way is to rush forward concentratedly and break the formation with formations. It is most taboo to go alone.

Sure enough, just as Chen Xuan expected.

Yin Tianzheng led the crowd to break through the encirclement, but the elite disciples of Jumu Banner rushed into the Yuan soldiers and were quickly cut off. They dispersed and defeated them.

Even though Yin Tianzheng's martial arts were top-notch, he was completely useless against this huge sea of ​​people.

"Stand up your shield!"

"Royal!"

"Royal!!!"

Accompanied by a loud shout from the Yuan soldiers, the Yuan soldiers with broad swords dispersed in response, and hundreds of rough men carried huge shields as tall as one person overhead.

Yin Tianzheng roared wildly, furious, and swung his claws in front of him. As his inner energy surged, the sharp claws cut a shield in half!

Chen Xuan hid in the dark and clicked his tongue twice, the sneer on his face not diminishing at all.

Although Yin Tianzheng is old and strong, he can break one or two shields, but he cannot break hundreds or thousands of shields.

Sure enough, as one of the shield-wielding warriors was killed by Yin Tianzheng's shield breaking, more shield-wielding warriors swarmed up.
To be continued...