The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 103: Soldiers vs Soldiers, Generals vs Generals
night,
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The bonfire was burning and crackling.

In the convoy, Wei Jinkui's face changed drastically when he saw who was coming.

He walked quickly to Chu Zhou's side and spoke in a low and quick voice: "Master, this man is the bell swordsman Meng Gongyi, a master of the Yunya Sword Sect. He is of the same generation as the Sect Leader Yun Lie and seems to be his senior brother.

But this man was notoriously unruly and murderous. He would wipe out an entire family if he disagreed with someone. No one knew how many lives he had taken.

It is said that even within the Yunya Sword Sect, he was a man of no scruples, and would kill anyone who was not to his liking, even his disciples.

But because of his powerful strength and high seniority, even the leader Yun Lie didn't pay much attention to him.

Because he likes to hang a bell on his sword, he is called the Bell Swordsman, but privately, his nickname is "Blood Bell", and it is said that "when the bell rings, the soul returns to the underworld."

Chu Zhou asked: "What is his cultivation level?"

"Suspected to be congenital?"

"Suspicious?"

“Because everyone who has seen him take action is already dead.

Therefore, no one knows how strong his martial arts skills are, and no one even knows what kind of swordsmanship he is good at or what killer moves he has. "

Chu Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again: "Do you know the others?"

“The swordsman’s name is Yan Jiao, the Wind-Slashing Blade Yan Jiao, he is at the Marrow Training Realm, has great strength, and is a sinister person.

He was originally a bandit in the mountains and the leader of a village. However, after the Black Mountain boss suddenly appeared, he fled without a trace and only appeared recently.

It is said that he has become a killer in Tingfeng Tower, taking money from people and helping them get rid of disasters."

"There is also the combination of the strong man and the dwarf, whose name is unknown and whose nickname is 'Big and Small Headcutter'. They are also assassins of Tingfeng Tower. The two of them have even killed martial artists who practiced marrow training together. They are extremely difficult to deal with.

As for the monk?"

Wei Jinkui glanced at the fat monk again and frowned: "I don't know this person. It's possible that he is a Buddhist master they found from somewhere."

At this point, he looked at Chu Zhou and said bitterly: "Master, this level is not easy to pass!"

Chu Zhou's eyes never left the five people from beginning to end. Only after Wei Jinkui finished his introduction did he look at the hunchbacked swordsman again.

He said loudly: "So, you are from the Yunya Sword Sect and are here to kill me?"

While they were talking here, the hunchbacked swordsman was also looking at Chu Zhou, up and down, not missing a single part.

After hearing the question, he said without any reservation: "Since you have accepted the invitation from Wenxiang Temple, you are an enemy of our Yunya Sword Sect, so of course you cannot be kept.

I will kill you and hang your bodies on the road, so that others can see what happens when you become an enemy of the Yunya Sword Sect. "

As he said this, he looked Chu Zhou up and down again and asked, "I heard that you are the priest appointed by Zhou Wu. According to his custom, he should have personally tested and taught you before you can be appointed as a priest?"

"So what?"

"If so, I will give you a chance to speak later. Please judge for yourself whether my sword is more powerful or Zhou Wu's fist is more powerful."

Chu Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he understood: "You want to use me as a yardstick to measure Zhou Wu's combat power? You want to challenge Zhou Wu?"

“Haha, that idiot Yun Lie gave up the title of Tianquan County’s number one expert because he lost the fight, but I don’t accept it.

I will take this title back myself."

As he spoke, he stroked the bell gently. Amid the jingle, he added, "Don't worry, don't worry. If you know what's good for you, I'll leave you an intact body."

Chu Zhou remained silent for a moment before saying, "You are really confident!"

"A swordsman, holding a sword, can kill anyone."

"understood."

Chu Zhou no longer had any interest in talking. This kind of person was paranoid and self-righteous. It was impossible for him to talk to you properly unless you beat him into submission.

He looked around, pointed to the top of the mountain, and said, "Then let's fight on the mountain, okay?"

"Okay, I allow you to choose the place of your death."

As he said this, the hunchbacked swordsman turned around, looked at the tattooed swordsman and the big and small head cutters, and said, "You two, kill everyone here as quickly as possible, leaving no one alive!
Can you go to the top of the mountain and help me with the battle?"

"Of course, it's not difficult to kill a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

The tattooed swordsman spoke. He drew out his scimitar and licked the blade like a pervert, with a ferocious look on his face.

The big and small head cutters were very normal. The dwarf just asked: "Do you want the whole body or the pieces?"

"As you wish!"

"it is good!"

The hunchbacked swordsman looked at the fat monk again and said, "Master Buddha, I'll leave the task of subduing the evil spirit to you, please don't let me down, okay?
Otherwise, you know the consequences!"

"Don't worry, the Buddha will take care of it."

"Okay, let's follow the plan. I want to end the battle within a quarter of an hour!"

On the other side, Chu Zhou also called Yi Huai, Wei Fangjie and Wei Jinkui to his side. He just said: "A quarter of an hour, at most a quarter of an hour, I will do everything I can to kill Meng Gongyi.

You just need to hold on for a quarter of an hour, can you do it?"

"Must be able!"

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Be careful."

"Brother (Master), be careful."

Almost at the same time, both sides finished their explanations, and Chu Zhou and the hunchbacked swordsman's eyes met in mid-air. Without any words, two strong winds rolled up from the flat ground and swept towards the mountain top.

Halfway through the journey, the two strong winds were already approaching, and the fist shadows were as big as mountains, the sword lights were blood red, and they collided without any fancy moves.

With a loud 'boom', the layers of air waves were blown away, and a stronger gale was brought up, continuing to move forward and approach, and were about to collide with each other again.

The fat monk had disappeared from the spot, and only a figure was following closely along the slope.

The only ones left were the tattooed swordsman and the big and small beheaders.

They looked at the convoy, without any further ado, they each drew their weapons and started firing.

The swordsman's scimitar was like a streak of cold light, crisscrossing and cutting through the air with a whimpering sound, and it had already cut through the chests of two people.

Blood splattered and their intestines were ruptured, but the two men were not dead yet. They had to cover their intestines and organs with their hands and stuff them into their stomachs while howling in pain.

The sturdy man threw the dwarf on his body and hit the two people closest to him.

The dwarf let out a weird laugh and stabbed the two daggers in his hands directly into the throats of the two men. As the strong man pulled the rope, the dwarf flew back.

But before leaving, he cut horizontally with the dagger in his hand, and two heads flew up, and blood flowed like a fountain.

The Headcutter, truly worthy of the name!

And the people they killed were the two groups of people who were chasing the lame young man. They were ruthless and merciless, intending to kill them all.

The hunchbacked swordsman's request was to 'leave no one alive', and they were naturally included in that.

The two groups were terrified by the killing. Some of them just tried to escape, but died even faster, while others wanted to fight back, but they were not strong enough.

Some people shouted loudly, saying that they were from the Iron Horse Hall and also belonged to the Yunya Sword Sect. It was a pity that these three people started killing without slowing down their movements.

In the circle formed by the carriages, Yi Huai had already dragged the lame young man over and asked, "Look, I asked you to leave early but you didn't want to. Now, it's hard for you to run away!"

The lame young man could hardly stand steadily. No one regretted more than him.

He originally wanted to use the force, but ended up committing suicide. That's it, he can't blame others. It was his own cunning tricks that harmed himself.

"It seems like it's hard to survive now. Can you guys stop those two killers?"

"Of course you'll know after you've fought."

While they were talking, most of the people in the two groups had been killed.

The tattooed swordsman and the big and small head cutters were covered in blood, and they were completely excited by the stimulation.

Yi Huai picked up his sword and said, "Let's go out and fight. Don't damage our carriage."

Wei Fangjie said, "Third Brother, which one do you choose?"

Yi Huai glanced at them and said, "Give me the big and small head cutters, and you deal with the swordsman.

These people are all martial artists who have trained themselves to be strong. There is a high probability that we cannot defeat them. But we should just do as Senior Brother said and delay it as long as we can.

As long as they can hold off until the eldest brother comes back, they will be easy pickings."

"I say, have you two forgotten me? Anyway, I am also an outer sect elder, okay?"

Wei Jinkui had also picked up the spear, looking excited to try.

It was not just him. Those who followed, including Wei Jinkui's two apprentices and servants A Da and A Er, also took up weapons.

However, the scene outside was too bloody. Their hands were shaking as they held the knives, and some of them even wet their pants.

Wei Fangjie held his spear horizontally in front of Wei Jinkui and said, "Dad, can you be a little more self-aware?
You've only practiced "Nine Styles of Wandering Dragon" for a few days, and you haven't made up for the previous losses yet. Don't try to show off.

If a fight breaks out, take them as far away as possible and don't cause any trouble."

Wei Jinkui was so embarrassed by what he said that he stiffened his neck and said, "How can you say that to me?"

"That's a martial artist, not some random person. Listen and don't distract your son."

In just a few words, the tattooed swordsman and the beheader had killed the last man.

Yi Huai seized the opportunity and pulled the carriage away, while Wei Fangjie threw the spear in his hand out.

Woohoo...

The sound of breaking air was like a ghost crying, and the spear turned into a cold light and went straight to the nearest tattooed swordsman.

He breathed in big gulps, as if a large amount of air was swallowed into his stomach, causing his whole body to swell up and turn into a muscular man two meters away.

He stomped his feet again and ran away wildly in the rising smoke and dust.

Yi Huai was equally unwilling to be outdone. He jumped down from the sky, and with his fists filled with unparalleled strength, he smashed down at the armored burly man.

"Breaking the Mountain", explosive force!

boom!
Boom boom boom!

Crash! Crash! Crash!

In just a moment, smoke and dust rose up here, as if there was a landslide and the earth was cracking, and Wei Jinkui could only lead the others to retreat.

The lame young man put on his backpack again and followed limping.

Only when he looked at the battlefield not far away did he realize the level of dispute he was involved in.

　I corrected the typos and sentences carefully, it’s a little late!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)