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Chapter 74 Bloody storm!

"Kill! None of these remnants of the previous dynasty are allowed to be spared!"

The moment Zhou Chong appeared, he waved his arm and the five thousand imperial guards, holding a hard crossbow, shot at Jinmao Lion and others.

In order to successfully eliminate the remnants of the previous dynasty this time, Zhou Chong also spent a lot of money and actually brought out all the stock of fine steel feather arrows.

These feather arrows are very different from ordinary feather arrows, and are all made of fine steel.

Not to mention a warrior in the body refining stage, even a warrior in the blood coagulation stage will be a hole.

The feather arrows were airtight and fell like heavy rain.

Although all the Jinmao Lion and others are warriors and their martial arts are beyond the reach of ordinary people, they are still powerless in the face of so many feather arrows.

An ordinary disciple was shot and killed by feather arrows just after blocking it twice.

And those masters are tired of dealing with it.

Du Sanniang was the first to be shot. If the brocade lion had not stretched out a hammer to block her, Du Sanniang might have turned into a hedgehog in an instant.

"Du Sanniang retreated and leaned against the Jinmao Lion and said, "Brother Lion, what should I do? If this continues, we will definitely be shot here by these court hawks and dogs."

"Damn it, I just said that the disciples before were injured by arrows. It turned out that Zhou Chong, the bastard, came here.

How could Zhou Chong know about the gang leader?”

The Jinmao Lion said in confusion, and his hands shook, and a pair of hammers blocked more than ten feather arrows.

At the same time, more disciples of the Sanhehui Association were killed and injured. At least half of them were damaged under the enemy's feather arrows.

"Brother Lion? What should I do? If this continues, we will wipe out the entire army?" The ghost fell into the water and came over and said at this time.

"For the sake of the present plan, the only way is to let Sanniang escape and report this to the gang leader."

The Jinmao Lion said to the ghost who fell into the water, and then said to Du Sanniang: "Sanniang? You have the best light skills. We will open a way out for you later. You will return to the copycat to report the news immediately...."

"Brother Lion?" Du Sanniang said reluctantly.

"Stop talking nonsense, there is no time anymore..." The Jinmao Lion shouted, shook the chain hammer in his hand, and rushed out the first time.

The imperial guards outside the formation, when they saw the brocade-haired lion rushing out, turned their feather arrows and shot them at the brocade-haired lion.

The brocade lion flew out with a hammer in his right hand and faced the imperial guards.

The imperial guard's feather arrows shot on the chain hammer and jingled.

Most of the feather arrows were blocked, but there were still many feather arrows shooting at the brocade lion.

A sledgehammer of the Brocade Lion could not block all the feathered arrows. At this moment, the disciples of the Triad Association rushed out along both sides, forming a triangle to protect the Brocade Lion.

"The ghost who fell into the water, let's open a way for "Sanniang"!"

The brocade lion shouted again, and the ghost fell into the water actually flew out of the chain hammer.

The people stepped on the chains and galloped forward. When the imperial guards saw it, they shot feather arrows at the ghosts who fell into the water.

But the speed of the ghost fell into the water was too fast, and the flying feather arrows fell behind the ghost fell into the water.

"Call!"

"Call!"

But when someone rushed over, the imperial guards holding crossbows retreated to both sides, the sword and shield soldiers drew their swords and rushed forward.

These swords, shields, hold shields in their left hand. The shields are made of pig iron and have a lion's head pattern on them.

Holding a knife in the right hand, the knife is also made of pig iron, and it is extremely sharp.

But such a knife may have no effect on warriors who fall into the water.

Therefore, these sword and shield soldiers almost all used shields to hit them.

"Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff......"

The ghost fell into the water holding the Emei thorn in his hand and rushed straight into the enemy formation. The pig iron shield, which was difficult to cut even the steel sword, was cut open like thin paper under the Emei thorn.

Wherever you pass, you wail everywhere, and the water-dividing Emei thorns in the hands of the ghost who fell into the water, just like a windmill,......

No, this is not a windmill, but a meat grinder.

After the meat grinder, both the imperial guards, the shields and steel knives in their hands were crushed.

"What a sharp blade!"

Yue'er praised the water when she saw the Emei.

"If you like it, I'll take it over for you..."

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy, and the man had already left his saddle and flew straight to the ghost who fell into the water.

When people step on the head of the imperial guards, those imperial guards are not sure of the reason, they all think they are enemies and they draw their swords to chop them up on their heads.

But at this time, Ye Xiuwen had already flew over and landed in the imperial guards.

The imperial guards were already red-eyed, but seeing that Ye Xiuwen was either an enemy or a friend, he could only press over dozens of steel knives.

Ye Xiuwen drew his sword, pulled a sword flower, and dozens of steel knives broke one after another, and all the imperial guards flew backwards.

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen was still ten meters away from the ghost falling into the water, and there were six shaking imperial guards.

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen's body shook for a moment, and his body disappeared instantly. Even the imperial guards who rushed up again all rushed to the ground.

Ten meters away, the ghost who was fighting with the imperial guards suddenly felt that the evil wind was not good behind him.

He pulled back a water-dividing Emei pierced to resist, and the result was a slight difference.

The sharp sword slashed through the tip of the Emei thorn in the water, directly cutting off the head of the ghost who fell into the water.

"Swish!"

"puff!........"

It was said late, but it was fast.

Ye Xiuwen cut off the head of the ghost who fell into the water with one sword, which was only a matter that happened in a moment.

The imperial guards were still fighting against the ghosts who fell into the water, but their heads were gone in vain.

The water-dividing Emei thorns of both hands also disappeared, and a white shadow crossed the battlefield of 100 meters and landed on the saddle.

"For you,..." Ye Xiuwen held a pair of water-dividing Emei Thorns in one hand and presented them in front of Yue'er.

Yue'er shook her head, took the Emei Thorn helplessly, and thought to herself: I'm just saying, why did you take it away?

However, although Yue'er thought so, she felt a sweet feeling in her heart.

This feeling is very strange, even Yue'er herself doesn't understand. She was originally tired of Ye Xiuwen and was about to die, but at this moment, why did she feel like she was bumping into deer...

"Brother Ye? What a handsome kung fu?"

At this moment, Mu Xiu smiled.

A gentle smile, but a look of greed appeared in his eyes.

Ye Xiuwen knew that Mu Xiu might have another idea.

However, this doesn't matter. Now it's not the time to tear apart, let alone Mu Xiu is still injured at this time. If he dares to make any small moves, he will kill him.

However, if there is no need, Ye Xiuwen really doesn't want to kill Mu Xiu.

Mu Xiu himself has little strength, but he is leaning against Lingxiao Pavilion. He also has a master with an extremely noble status.

This made Ye Xiuwen very troubled!

"Haha, Brother Mu laughed, I can do this trick, but I can't compare to Brother Mu's 'Lingtian Sword'?"

Ye Xiuwen smiled slightly and mentioned the "Lingtian Sword".

The Lingtian Sword is the unique skill of Lingxiao Pavilion. I am afraid that this sword technique will be practiced, and it is no weaker than the "Six Sword Drawing Styles" of the Quick Knife Sect......
Chapter completed!
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