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A drum sound made the smiles on the faces of the two of them freeze at the same time with the footsteps of the two, today they have experienced too many terrible divine turns, as soon as they hear this kind of cannon sound, horn, wolf smoke, drum horn and other movements, their hearts will sink downward.

On the top of the Iron Mountain, two or three thousand people appeared at once, and in the forest road under the mountain, there were also more than 1,000 people, all of them were unified earthy yellow suits, yellow scarves wrapped their heads, yellow cloth masks, and all kinds of weapons in their hands were strangely shaped, from swords to 10,000 characters, sticks, iron whips, and judges' pens. On the top of the mountain, a yellow flag was erected on it, on which a black dragon with teeth and claws was drawn.

Mao Haifeng almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, these people he was too familiar with, since the last battle of Hengyu, they have come out in Mao Haifeng's nightmare countless times, yes, he was not mistaken, these people in front of him were none other than the disciples of the Black Dragon Society led by the Heavenly Wolf.

Under the banner of the black dragon, Pei Wenyuan has a long beard fluttering, holding a whisk in his left hand, a long sword behind his back, and a command flag in his right hand, obviously the commander here, the mountain wind blows his long beard, seeing these widows whose spirits have begun to collapse, Pei Wenyuan's eyes flashed a trace of coldness. With a wave of his hand, the disciples behind him ran out one after another. More than 200 people carried a bloody human head in their hands, and they were thrown under the banner of the black dragon. And more than a hundred big men, who were tied up like brown and covered in blood, were lifted out by two people with their left and right arms, kicked their knees, and knelt on the banner in dejection, with bright blades around their necks.

Wu Ping's eyes widened like copper bells, he recognized it, this was clearly the one he left behind under the Xianyou, and the top one in the pile of heads was over fifty years old. A white goatee with round eyes is his deputy, and it is also his uncle Liu Buping, who has been following Wu Ping for more than 30 years, and it is Wu Ping who has handed over the important task of ensuring the retreat with the most elite 300 personal guard disciples under him, but he didn't expect that now these people are either dead or captured, and not even a single one of them ran out to report the news.

Pei Wenyuan is really lucky. Lang shouted: "Mao Haifeng, Wu Ping, our Heavenly Wolf General has already calculated your way and sent me to wait here for a long time." You scoundrels, your crimes are heinous, and today you are a net of heaven and earth. I can't let you get away anymore. General Qi, the chief soldier of Zhejiang, has an order to put down his weapons. You can avoid death, if you are stubborn. Stubbornly resisting to the end, there is only one way to die! ”

As Pei Wenyuan's words drifted to the ears of every widow with the internal force and the mountain wind, their faces turned pale, and they were excited by the silver of Bai Huahua half a day ago, and they wanted to attack Southern Shaolin, kill all the thieves, bald donkeys and wolves, and grab millions of taels of silver. All he was thinking about was how to die a heroic death.

Mao Haifeng looked back, and saw that the troops of the Demon Suppression Alliance led by Li Cangxing had also rushed behind him, more than 3,000 people had already spread out behind him, and hundreds of squads formed a battle formation, all of them were monks, nuns, and laymen, all of whom glared angrily at their side.

Mao Haifeng sighed and said to Wu Ping: "Old Wu, it seems that we are going to fold here today." ”

Wu Ping gritted his teeth and said: "It's not over yet, we have more than 5,000 people, and some of them are fighting, it's nothing more than killing one to get enough money, killing two to earn one, and fighting with them." ”

Mao Haifeng looked around and said loudly: "Men of the sea, do you want to give up your sword and surrender, or do you want to fight with the dog?" ”

The robbers shouted loudly to fight to the death, but the sound was scattered, far from the momentum that they had when they first came out today.

Mao Haifeng gritted his teeth and shouted: "Open the iron box, each person takes a silver ingot (ten taels of silver), kill one is enough, kill two to earn one, Lao Tzu blocks the back, and the rest of the people are all with the Wu leader to attack the thieves in the Iron Mountain, and rush out one is counted as one!" ”

Or the stimulation of real money is the most effective, as soon as the robbers heard that there was silver, they immediately shook their spirits, Mao Haifeng personally smashed open the box, the silver ingots rolled all over the ground, the robbers all rushed forward to pick up a piece of silver, and then ran back to their own team, there were also a few shrewd people who took advantage of the lack of attention to steal one or two, and the ones who picked up were ecstatic, but in the end, the hundred or so guys who didn't have time to pick up were angry and scolded, cursing the ancestors of the guys who picked up more ingots for eighteen generations.

It was when the Japanese robbers were picking up silver ingots, Li Cangxing stood in front of the formation, coldly looking at the chaos in the opponent's array, the sky had gradually darkened, it was almost dusk, and the remnant sun was like blood, shining on this flat ground, indicating that after a while, this land would be watered with blood and fertilized by corpses.

Zhi Yan stood beside Li Cangxing and asked, "General Li, at this time in the enemy formation, you are fighting for me, and there is chaos, why don't you attack at this time?" ”

Li Cangxing smiled and shook his head: "Mao Haifeng is not stupid, before the war, he thought of using this method to boost morale, but it is a pity that he only has his shape, not his marrow, although he has a heavy reward, there must be brave men, but that is when the two armies are facing each other, and the outcome is unpredictable, but now everyone in the Japanese knows that the defeat is decided, and then divide the silver, and the people who get the money will naturally not fight to the death, but will only think that they can save their lives and get these silver, so it saves our trouble, and when the fight starts for a while, we must pay attention to their people to escape while the chaos is dark." , Ordered each team, each team should lock on to an enemy squad, don't care about others, just keep an eye on your own squad, you can scatter the pursuit, be sure not to let a thief catch the net! ”

Zhi Yan, Xu Linzong and the others quickly passed Li Cangxing's order over, and at this time, there was a rough roar from Mao Haifeng in the Japanese Formation. The tidal wave of pirates began to charge at the Black Dragon Society disciples in front of them, and the iron gunners ran at the front. Their guns were loaded directly into them, and they rushed to the front with great momentum. Fifty steps in front of the Black Dragon Society troops on the road down the mountain, they all picked up their guns and lined up in a linear gun formation, ready to fire.

Standing at the foot of the mountain was Qian Guanglai and the monk who did not worry, Qian Guanglai's fat face jumped on two piles of meat, and with a wave of his hand, more than 100 disciples of the Black Dragon Society rushed out from the rear of the formation, in groups of two, holding a thick wooden shield more than one person high. These shields were seized from Wu Ping's camp and were originally used to prevent the firing of bullets, but they were unexpectedly ready to become the best tools for the Black Dragon Congregation to deal with the Japanese iron cannons.

There was a "crackling" sound of iron cannons, and the wooden shields were beaten to the ground by the sawdust of the wooden shields, and four or five unlucky fellows stood behind the wooden shields, but they were hit by the piercing guns, and fell to the ground, dragged down by their companions behind, and the smoke filled the air. The gunners on the opposite side began to reload their guns again.

More than 200 yellow-clothed men jumped out from behind the wooden shield, carried light skills, and jumped seven or eight feet away from the iron gunners in a few ups and downs, waving their hands continuously. As fast as possible, he shot out the hidden weapons in his hand, all kinds of darts, and hidden arrows. Paperclips, throwing knives. Willow dart, iron Bodhi. Iron chains, rainstorm pear blossom needles, whistling through the air, cleaning the more than two hundred iron gunners in the front row.

The iron cannons don't have those exclusive shields to cover, they were beaten by this round of hidden weapon rain to cry dad and call mother, martial arts masters can throw out six or seven flying knives in an instant, the speed is much faster than the iron gunner's loading, even if there are more than a dozen iron gunners as a fish that slipped through the net to avoid this round of baptism, and when they just raised their guns, the second round of hidden weapons came again, nailing these guys all over their hands, screaming and falling, but there were only four or five sparse gunshots, and they fell silent.

The demon cultists dressed in black also jumped over the corpse of the iron gunner, these people are also masters of hidden weapons, more than two hundred people jumped to the front, and the hidden weapons wearing deerskin gloves rained out, and the black blood divine needle of the famous rivers and lakes of the demon sect pierced the sky, and in an instant, more than thirty people fell from the black dragon society hidden weapon masters on the opposite side, but the loss caused by the iron gunners in front was much greater, and Wu Ping, who saw the battle behind, also had a smile on his face.

The yellow-clothed secret weapon fighters of the Black Dragon Society threw out another wave of hidden weapons, knocking down more than 20 demon cultists, and one of the leaders shouted: "The wind is tight, pull it!" The yellow-clothed men quickly retreated, and the wounded on the ground struggled to get up, carried or held hostage by their companions on the left and right, and hurried backwards.

Wu Ping yelled: "Chase, don't let them escape!" "The seven-toothed sea shark knife in his hand is used to splinter and cough with a shallow mirage, and he is a silver ingot.

On the other side, Mao Haifeng's King Kong giant pestle was across his chest, his eyes were wide open, and he dragged himself majestically at the end, with five or six hundred disciples, slowly backwards and backwards, when the catastrophe came, he still made the most correct judgment of a commander: he left behind the break, in exchange for Wu Ping's all-out attack to open a passage, this is a glimmer of hope, if he doesn't take the initiative to do this, Wu Ping will not be able to work hard in the back, and he will definitely die here today.

However, listening to the voice behind, it seems that Wu Ping's attack is not bad, the first wave of attacks is successful, Mao Haifeng's mouth flashed a smile, it seems that his momentum is still quite sufficient, plus the two hundred iron cannons behind him, even the people of the Heavenly Wolf and the Demon Alliance dare not rush to press, after all, there is only one life, and if he dies, it will be gone.

Wu Ping commanded his subordinates, and rushed towards the defeated Black Dragon Society masters in front of him, he had already calculated, there were only more than 1,000 Black Dragon Society disciples on the main road in front, and he used these 4,000 people to break up their formation, and before the people on the mountain came to help, he forcibly rushed through this line of defense, and there were as many people as he could rush out, as for Mao Haifeng in the back, then let him ask for more blessings, he could block himself for a moment more, and he could escape a few more disciples, leaving the green mountains behind, are you still afraid that there will be no firewood? As soon as Mao Haifeng, the head of the southeast, dies, the biggest force on the sea will become himself, and when the time comes, he will be able to completely get rid of the Demon Sect and stand on his own.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed in Wu Ping's eyes, and his steps began to speed up. Anyway, only he escaped. This qiē is possible. Success or success, it depends on this wave of flow!

Suddenly. Wu Ping only felt that his feet sank suddenly, and he secretly screamed in his heart, he had experienced countless battles, he was too familiar with this feeling, trap, big trap!

Wu Ping hurriedly used light skills, his body soared into the sky, and several people around him were falling rapidly, and Wu Ping lost no time in stomping his left foot on the shoulder of the person on the left. borrowed this power and flew backwards, smashed on the heads of several people who were rushing forward, and didn't care much, slapped his left hand, a guy screamed, his head was hit by Wu Ping's palm and his neck bone was broken, and half of his head was retracted into his chest. Now in the air, he can see the form in front of him clearly.

A huge crater about 30 zhang long and 2 zhang wide appeared on the ground in front of it, and sharpened wooden stakes were inserted in the pit. One by one, the fallen demon cultists were pierced and their limbs were torn alive, their chests went in, and their backs came out. The death was horrible and unbearable. There were four or five dead people strung on some of the stakes, and the guys on the bottom layer had been crushed into the dirt at the bottom of the pit. In this moment alone, four or five hundred people were buried in this pit of death.

There were still six or seven hundred people who could not hold their feet. also fell into this deep pit, but some people were lucky not to be stabbed by the stake, and some people even stepped on the corpse of their companion in front of them, and they were not stabbed to death, and escaped a catastrophe, the pit was crowded, and the guys who were not dead were moaning and rolling around, and those who could move desperately climbed up, a living Shura hell, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

The monk put one hand together in front of his chest: "Ayodha Buddha, sins, sins, and other sins are monstrous, and the poor monks are compassionate, so send you to the Western Heaven Elysium." After he finished reading this paragraph, the glint in his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, more than 100 disciples of the original Baoxiang Temple jumped out of the shield wall and rushed to the disciples of the Demon Sect who had already formed a big chaos.

Wu Ping had just landed at this time, he couldn't take any breath, he saw it clearly, and shouted: "It's not good, Jin Steel Hammer, get down quickly!" "When the Baoxiang Temple was destroyed, he also led the team to participate in the siege, suffered a lot of this kind of domineering secret weapon, and also knew how to deal with it, the internal design of the diamond hammer was ingenious, and it would only explode after hitting a hard object or a wall of air, and then the fragments inside the blade were shot in all directions at the speed of a storm, which was most suitable for dealing with large-scale crowds, if you want to resolve it, one is to bow your head and lie down, the second is to suck the golden steel hammer with soft strength, or to wrap it with soft objects, and the third is when the diamond hammer is outside the three zhang, With the master of the hidden weapon, he attacked each other with the hidden weapon, and at the same time quickly retreated, once he was out of the killing range of four or five zhang of fragments, there would not be much of a problem.

But don't worry about the timing of the monk's secret weapon is really good, at this time half of the demon sect members are trapped in the pit, or dead or injured, the people in the back of the pit are all crowded together like sardines, the people in front desperately push the people behind them back, and the people in the back don't know what happened in front, they are still squeezing forward, there is no room to flicker and move at all, as soon as they heard Wu Ping's roar, many people instinctively began to lie down, and before they could bend down, the King Kong hammer hit the unlucky ghosts in the front row, These people didn't even have time to scream, and the earth-shattering loud noise covered up a single qiē on the battlefield, and the "plop" sound of the shattered blade shooting and piercing the human body drowned out everyone's screams and moans without a trace.

The explosive power of more than a hundred diamond hammers is comparable to the effect of ten red-clothed generals' cannons exploding in the crowd, and the scattered steel dart fragments ruthlessly tear apart the survivors in the back row who escaped the explosion.

Wu Ping's face was already very dark, this flat was even more smoked like charcoal, he stood in place blankly and numbly, only to see a fire in front of him, the broken arm and leg were blown up into the sky, and fell heavily, a severed hand grabbed the steel knife, fell vertically from the air, the tip of the knife grazed the tip of Wu Ping's nose, and was inserted upside down on the ground between his feet. Motionless, seeing his elite for many years completely destroyed by traps and Vajra hammers, he even had the heart to commit suicide.

There are few people in the big pit who scream and moan anymore, and the steel darts flying around are broken, and they also shoot the living people who are still climbing up in the pit into hedgehogs one by one, such a close distance, such a powerful explosion effect, not to mention that these martial arts can only be among the first- and second-rate Demon Sect disciples, even if they change to a master like Li Cangxing, they can't resist, that is, it is a matter of moments, Wu Ping's more than 2,000 Demon Sect elites, except for himself, only more than 100 people who are running slowly and dragging behind, standing in place as stupidly as Wu Ping, I was stunned.

Mao Haifeng glanced back at the tragic situation in front of him, his jaw was about to fall to the ground in shock, his hands were trembling slightly, and he couldn't even move the familiar vajra, he suddenly roared: "Scatter and break through, take a small path and walk, how much can you run!" He himself, on the other hand, turned his head and ran toward a dense forest to the west. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account! (To be continued......)