Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 238 Visiting the Door, Sword Chant and Wall-Climbing
Guanlin Hall.

Zhang Yi's men were carrying the men who had just been killed to the base of the wall and arranging them side by side.

Some people noticed that the blood on the wounds of these corpses had faded.

They glanced in the direction of the main hall, their eyes filled with fear and resentment, and quickly lowered their heads.

Fortunately, the body had not yet turned to dust.

It's still more dignified than those Zhen Song Army soldiers who were killed before.

Zhang Yi sat on the threshold, pinching the bridge of his nose with his left hand to relax his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the bloodshot eyes had disappeared.

"The original version of Zhao Yun used a pistol and a rifle, but never a spear!"

Zhang Yi's voice was deep and cold, "He's unwilling to properly study martial arts. I think his understanding of the true essence of martial arts isn't very advanced."

"That's all I can do to catch them off guard and gain a slight advantage. If it really comes to a fight to the death, I will definitely kill them!"

He is usually not very talkative and doesn't like to retaliate or make threats after setbacks.

But today, he suffered a severe setback.

The adjutant's "betrayal"... and that bastard actually risked coming back to rescue Adjutant Yang.

On what grounds? Didn't you say you didn't know each other?
Even if they knew each other before, the time they spent together in the past few years was nowhere near as long as the time Yang, the adjutant, had spent with Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi thought to himself that no matter how he treated others, at least he had always maintained a sense of loyalty and deep friendship with his brothers.

But if one day Cao Shaolin were to kill Deputy Officer Yang, would he dare to do it and rescue him?
The more he thought about it, the gloomier his face became.

"Mr. Yuan Li."

With his back to the hall, Zhang Yi asked, "Why hasn't that fire demon returned yet?"

"Do you have anything that can indicate the location of the fire demon so I can chase after it and help?"

Yuan Ligong still pointed at Cao Shaolin with his left hand, and raised his right hand to look at the red rope in his palm.

That was the rope he originally used to tie the jade pendant.

At this moment, the rope suddenly burst into flames from the end, burning very slowly.

"The fire demon has been suppressed."

Yuan Ligong's smile vanished completely. "Just now, we clearly had the upper hand, and we were almost able to catch up and succeed several times."

"In the blink of an eye, they were suppressed instead!"

The old Taoist priest with yellow hair stared intently and said, "Since that man surnamed Yang is a spy, the information he provides is probably not credible."

Zhang Yi stood up and said, "You mean, the experts they sent to capture Sima Yi Yuan Dian never returned to Bashu."

"Was that person just one of them?"

Yuan Ligong nodded.

I've heard that Commander Liu of the Zhen Song Army is quite capable.

However, the Han government had no reaction whatsoever to the presence of such a master in Luoyang, and even allowed his subordinates to waste their time in Guanlin.

This idiot, isn't he afraid that one day he'll wake up and find his head has vanished?

No.

Yuan Ligong's eyes flashed: Perhaps, Liu Xueya has already become one of them.

Zhang Yi also thought of this.

"This is bad. The number of their experts is unpredictable. What if they send a large force to besiege us, using machine guns and artillery to level this place? We'll be in real trouble then."

Zhang Yi said, "Could we suspend this ceremony and try another approach in the future?"

Yuan Ligong glanced at him.

Finding another way is easier said than done.

Is it possible to find another way to easily replace the method of stealing the original Dragon Vein Codex?
Stealing Guan Yu's original texts was the first step in creating an anomaly; if this attempt is abandoned halfway, it will disturb the dragon veins...

Yuan Ligong said in a deep voice, "According to the Western clock, it will be ready in five more minutes."

"They definitely don't have time to mobilize heavy troops. Even for experts, it might not be enough time to get here from the city."

"Moreover, if we leave now, we might be tracked down. After the young marshal succeeds, we will have another expert, which will make our retreat more secure."

There was a hint of hesitation in Zhang Yi's eyes.

"Colonel, if I succeed in this first step of the anomaly, I can naturally steal the second original text."

Yuan Ligong said gently, "You have almost mastered your own original text. Have you ever thought about mastering another original text?" Zhang Yi's eyes were stern, and his hand was already gripping the gun barrel tightly.

The original text he obtained was by Zhang Xiu.

Historically, Zhang Xiu surrendered and then rebelled again, leading to the deaths of Cao Cao's son, nephew, and fierce general.

However, Zhang Xiu later surrendered to Cao Cao again, and the two sides became related by marriage. He was highly valued by Cao Cao.

Zhang Yi was unaware of how he had obtained this original text, and felt deeply uneasy when others discovered it.

However, Cao Bokun, upon learning of this, did not mind at all. He took him away and kept him by his side for two months before sending him back to the capital to show his trust.

Before parting, Cao Gong also asked him to take good care of Cao Shaolin.

Seeing Cao Bokun's attitude, Cao Ying valued Zhang Yi even more.

However, Zhang Yi himself still had some worries. If he could obtain the second original text, he would have more confidence.

"Bros!"

Zhang Yi looked out the door and said, "In this chaotic world, there is misery everywhere, but under Cao Cao's command, we eat and drink well, ride fast horses and wield long spears, and gallop freely."

"Even in the face of danger, one's merits will be more evident."

"Today I'll take the lead, let's fight this battle again. If we can get away, we'll get the reward of silver dollars or even gold."

"By then, whether you want to continue serving in the military or not, you'll have a happy life ahead of you."

Zhang Yi suddenly reached into his pocket, pulled out a handful of silver dollars, and threw them on the ground.

"This was a reward from Cao Cao for my meritorious service last time. You brothers should all know how much money I've spent taking you all to have fun in the capital these past few days, and yet I still have this much left."

"Just think about it yourselves, how substantial is Cao Cao's reward!"

The sound of the ocean falling to the ground is completely different from that of copper coins or iron sheets.

It was a pleasant sound with a lingering aftertaste.

Zhang Yi's men stared at the silver dollars, and when they looked up again, their killing intent had returned.

They all gathered around the main hall, raised their guns, and each took charge of a direction.

The fingers on the trigger were already pressing down slightly, making the skin turn white.

With just a little more force, the bullet will be launched.

The lingering echoes of the ocean faded slowly from their ears, then gradually became clearer.

Chant!

No, those oceans are now lying quietly on the stone bricks.

What resounds in their ears now is not the sound of the ocean, but the cry of swords.

The sword's cry came from the outside world, and at first glance, it seemed to be far beyond the limits of one's hearing.

Listening again, it seemed as if we had arrived at the temple gate.

The section of rope in Yuan Ligong's hand that hadn't been completely burned began to writhe like a living snake, and his face became solemn.

The rope represents the fire demon's struggle; the more obvious the struggle, the closer the sword's cry.

That person actually suppressed and wore down the fire demons while leaving the city and heading to Guanlin.

Zhang Yi's cheeks were taut, his eyes wide, and he slightly twisted the gun barrel in his hand.

Everyone pointed their guns at the doorway.

The sky was already dark, but it seemed as if another layer of shadow was spreading in from outside.

The pupils of Zhang Yi's men trembled involuntarily, as if a small stream in their minds had suddenly turned into a turbulent torrent.

They were flustered and confused, and for a moment they forgot everything else and didn't know what they were doing.

The screen wall by the entrance suddenly trembled.

The entire stone wall suddenly became covered with cracks on every brick, crumbling and disintegrating like sand and powder.

It was as if someone was pulling a huge gray-white cloak.

All the powder was violently pulled and spun around.

Zhang Yi never expected that he would face such a scene.

They neither flew over the high wall nor crashed into it.

The enemy covered themselves with that wall!
A grayish-white column of sand and gravel crashed towards us with a deafening roar.

(End of this chapter)