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Chapter 195, Section 210: The Great Siege! Fighting Alone Against a Horde of Demons!
The rain of arrows shot from the forest was not aimed at Lu Chen, but directly at Dugu Feng and his group of five.

After the rain of arrows, another group of Turks rushed out from the forest on the left, and another group of Uyghurs rushed out from the forest on the right. Both groups of people also attacked Dugu Feng and her group of five at the same time.

This wasn't a strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao," but rather to use these people to hold off Dugu Feng and his group of five, while all the experts would come to besiege Lu Chen.

And these two teams aren't just cannon fodder.

The Turks were all handpicked by the Demon Commander Zhao Deyan; each of them possessed considerable martial arts skills and was proficient in combined battle formations.

Leading the group were Zhao Deyan's disciple, Bader, and the Turkic expert, Kang Qiaoli.

The Uyghurs were all mid-level experts from the Great Ming Sect. The two masked women leading them were also highly skilled in martial arts. They were the only two remaining members of the Five Ming Envoys and the Five Demons. One was Rong Jiaojiao, one of the Two Beauties of Luoyang, and the other was "Poisonous Water" Xinnaya.

In addition, Mei Tian, ​​known as "Qi Mei Gun" who had fought Dugu Feng before, and Mei Xun, known as "Golden Spear" and leader of the South China Sea Sect, also led more than a dozen elite disciples of the South China Sea Sect to participate in the siege.

With six top experts, plus a hundred elite fighters from the Turks, the Great Ming Sect, and the South China Sea Sect, all ganging up on them, even with the martial arts skills of Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan, it would be difficult to deal with so many people in a short time and support Lu Chen.

"Lu Chen, do you still remember me?"

Seeing that Lu Chen's helpers were all surrounded, Chao Gongcuo, with his slicked-back hair, white beard, and white eyebrows, laughed heartily, strode out of the woods, and with each step, he unleashed a barrage of fierce and deadly "Seven Kill Fist" strikes at Lu Chen like cannonballs.

"All your helpers are tied down; they are doomed to die today!"

Upon seeing Chao Gongcuo make his move, Xi Ying, who had been forced to retreat step by step, mustered all his strength and launched a fierce attack without regard for anything else.

But it had no effect. With a few casual sword strikes, Lu Chen shattered Xi Ying's counterattack and forced him to retreat in a sorry state.

"If you want to kill me, two aren't enough."

Lu Chen spoke calmly, casually flicking out two slender sword energies, which actually broke through six Seven Kill Fist energies before dissipating.

"And what about me, Old Zhou?"

A short, stout figure appeared on a large tree by the roadside.

This man was incredibly ugly, with a face as wide as a basin, a bulging chin, thick, protruding lips like a bird's beak, eyes like two will-o'-the-wisps, and hands as thick as tree trunks. He wore a monk's robe, but had no compassionate demeanor whatsoever; his fierce aura was like that of a demon who had killed countless people.

It was none other than Zhou Laotan, the leader of the Barehanded Sect and one of the four disciples of the Evil Extreme Sect!

He stood on a thick horizontal branch, stepped on the branch, and soared into the sky, reaching a height of several meters. Then he suddenly turned and swooped down, letting out a croaking sound like a frog. His already thick hands suddenly swelled and grew larger, becoming as big as a pair of millstones in the blink of an eye, and his skin turned crimson.

Bang!
Amidst a thunderous explosion, Old Zhou, with the momentum of a dive, pushed forward with both palms. The air around him was drawn by his massive, crimson palms, as large as millstones, transforming into a scorching, foul-smelling wave of air that crashed down on Lu Chen like a tidal wave.

"not enough!"

As Lu Chen spoke calmly, he flipped his palm upwards and raised it slightly. A wave of energy shot into the sky like a fountain, then condensed into a solid wall above Lu Chen's head.

Old Zhou sighed as his foul-smelling, scorching palm strike slammed into the wall of energy. The wall of energy collapsed with a crash, but Old Zhou himself was also shaken and sent flying backward.

"This kid is really something!"

Old Zhou slammed his fist in mid-air and landed several feet away on the ground, letting out a series of strange cries:

"Could it be that he really obtained the Holy Emperor's Relic, or even extracted its essence? Otherwise, how could he have such cultivation at his age? Emperor Ding, You Niao'er, the Holy Relic is right in front of you, aren't you going to make a move?"

snort!
With a cold snort, a burly man in tight-fitting clothes, with a hooked nose and deep-set eyes, wearing an imperial-style flat crown and carrying an extra-large iron shears, leaped out of the woods. As the iron shears opened and closed, a sharp, crisscrossing force of energy cut through the air, aiming for Lu Chen's neck.

It was none other than Ding Jiuzhong, the "Great Emperor" among the four disciples of the Evil Extreme Sect.

Another figure emerged from the forest, soaring above Lu Chen. It was a gaunt man with deep wrinkles on his brow and forehead, looking like he was on his deathbed and could collapse and die at any moment.

It was You Niaojuan, one of the four disciples of the Evil Extreme Sect, who was also the eighth of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect!
Yu Niaojuan first flew horizontally over Lu Chen, then suddenly turned and swooped down vertically like a weight, wielding a huge one-legged bronze figure that exploded in the air with a bang and smashed down on Lu Chen's head.

"Young Lu, I've heard you're born with superhuman strength? Dare to take on my one-legged bronze warrior?"

Seeing Ding Jiuzhong and You Niaojuan make their move, Zhou Laotan also laughed heartily, regrouped, and pushed out his two scarlet palms, which were as big as millstones, once again. The scorching and violent palm force blasted towards Lu Chen from a distance.

Chao Gongcuo's fists flashed like afterimages, their force as dense as hail, as he laughed wildly:

"Boy Lu, is that enough?"

In that instant.

Before Lu Chen stood the Heavenly Lord Xi Ying, whose wispy energy swirled wildly across the sky; to the left stood the South Sea Immortal Chao Gongcuo, whose Seven Kill Fist technique bombarded and blasted relentlessly.

To the right stood Emperor Ding Jiuzhong, his massive iron shears slicing out sharp, cleaving energy that could cut through iron and shatter gold; diagonally behind him stood Old Man Zhou, his bare hands unleashing a devastating palm strike.

A weary bird soared overhead, while a one-legged bronze figure commanded awe-inspiring power, and a fierce wind pressed down like a mountain.

With such a lineup, even if Empress Zhu Yuyan were here, she would probably only be able to unleash "mutual destruction," taking as many as she could with her.

Even Dugu Feng and Wanwan, who had the deepest understanding of Lu Chen's martial arts, couldn't help but change their expressions slightly upon seeing this scene. Shi Feixuan's eyes were full of worry, and Li Xiuning and Lian Rou felt a sense of suffocation.

But they were powerless to do anything about it.

Speaking of which, when the six masters led hundreds of skilled fighters to attack, Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan suddenly formed a triangular formation with a wonderful tacit understanding.

This triangular formation looks simple, but it actually contains hidden secrets that even Dugu Feng and the other two themselves cannot explain.

They were simply following some strange energy connection, spontaneously operating this formation.

Once the formation is in operation, the three of them experience a significant boost in perception and reaction time. They consume less energy when making moves and recover their energy faster, making them more adept and efficient in both offense and defense.

Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan protected Li Xiuning and Lian Rou in a triangular formation. They not only defended the area flawlessly but also launched counterattacks from time to time. Each counterattack killed or injured a Turk, Uyghur, or even a skilled fighter from the South China Sea School.

Meanwhile, Li Xiuning and Lian Rou in the team have no worries about defense and can also attack freely. The three of them have also made many gains.

If this continues, the five of them will probably be able to kill all of these hundreds of elite fighters, and even the six experts, including Badel, Kang Qiaoli, Rong Jiaojiao, Xinnaya, Mei Tian, ​​and Mei Xun, will fall here.

The problem is that this triangular formation has very limited mobility. While it doesn't necessarily have to be stationary, it can only move slowly and play a defensive counter-attacking role.

As a result, they were unable to support Lu Chen in the short term and could only watch as Lu Chen was besieged by the five experts.

But Lu Chen remained unfazed:
"It's still not enough!"

As he spoke, the sword wind force field suddenly expanded, covering a space of seven zhang.

Sword energy continuously shot out from all the acupoints around Lu Chen's body. The slender sword energy, like swimming fish, meandered and turned in the sword wind force field, flashing and flying, intercepting attacks coming from all directions.

Xi Ying's delicate qi, Chao Gongcuo's fist strength, Ding Jiuzhong's twisting qi, and Zhou Laotan's palm force were all blocked by those seemingly slender and weak sword qi, which were completely impenetrable.

As for the one-legged bronze man's fierce attack, which was like a landslide, Lu Chen stomped his foot hard on the ground, causing a loud tremor and a tumbling of mud and rocks, as if a yellowish-brown curtain had been drawn around him.

A tremendous force surged upwards from his feet, advancing step by step to his shoulders and arms. Lu Chen clenched his fist, and a loud bang erupted between his fingers and palm, as if he were holding thunder. Then, he punched the sky!
This is a powerful punch delivered using the "Sword One" technique!

tom!
As Lu Chen threw the punch, the ground beneath his feet trembled violently, as if a heavy cannon had been fired, the recoil shaking the ground.

The powerful punch pierced the air, compressing the air in front of the fist into a milky white cloud. Then, the fist pierced through the cloud, blasting it into a ring-shaped shockwave that spread in all directions amidst a thunderous explosion.

Finally, Lu Chen's earth-shattering punch, delivered using the "Sword One" power-generating method, clashed head-on with You Niaojuan's one- or two-hundred-pound one-legged bronze figure.

clang--

A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out.

The fleshy fist collided with the bronze figure, creating a dazzling burst of sparks.

The one-legged bronze figure twisted and deformed segment by segment, and a violent shockwave, visible to the naked eye, blasted outwards in all directions. Even experts like Xi Ying and Chao Gongcuo were forced to squint their eyes and have difficulty breathing by the shockwave.

You Niaojuan, who had just clashed head-on with Lu Chen, coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body, like a ball kicked by a big foot, soared seven or eight zhang into the air, then arced out and fell far away.

As for Lu Chen, his body swayed slightly, his foot sank into the ground a little, and he was already unharmed.

He single-handedly confronted the one-legged bronze statue of You Niaojuan, who was "going against the tide," and not only blasted the one- or two-hundred-pound bronze statue into a twisted and deformed shape with a single punch, causing You Niaojuan to vomit blood and be thrown away, but he himself was completely unharmed, and there wasn't even a red mark on his fist...

That was a terrifying punch.

The incident startled Xi Ying, Chao Gongcuo, Ding Jiuzhong, and Zhou Laotan, and sent chills down the spines of the other demonic sect experts who had not yet made a move.

This also relieved the worries of Dugu Feng, Wanwan, and Shi Feixuan, who were watching the battle from afar, and shocked Li Xiuning and Lian Rou as if they had seen a god.

"how is this possible?"

Chao Gongcuo's eye twitched, and he shouted sternly:

"This boy's martial arts are far superior to those I had when I fought him in Luoyang... His martial arts have grown so astonishingly in such a short time, the Holy Emperor's Relic must be on him! What are you all waiting for? Do you want him to grow even stronger and wipe us all out in the future?"

Xi Ying also said in a harsh voice:

"Indeed, now that we have formed a grudge, if we do not kill this boy, all of you who are here today will likely face certain death in the future!"

Old Zhou sighed:

"My lady, we, Emperor Ding, and Brother You Niao'er have all made our move, what are you waiting for?"

One of the four evil disciples, Jin Huanzhen, dressed in a colorful palace dress, leaped out of the forest.

She appeared to be only in her early twenties, but crow's feet were already visible at the corners of her eyes and brows. She was beautiful, but her cheeks were so pale that they were devoid of any color, making her look like a ghost from the underworld.

After she appeared, she did not immediately go into close combat. Instead, she opened her lips and howled at Lu Chen. A sharp and piercing howl hit Lu Chen's eardrums, making him frown.

Jin Huanzhen's sonic technique was meant to have hallucinogenic effects, but it had no effect on Lu Chen. He only found her voice noisy and grating, which was really annoying. He grabbed at Jin Huanzhen from a distance with his five fingers, and Jin Huanzhen suddenly felt the air around her freeze, as if she was being grabbed by an invisible hand. Her whole body was lifted off the ground and flew towards Lu Chen.

Jin Huanzhen was shocked and tried her best to gather her inner energy. Zhou Laotan also struck with a palm strike from a distance. With the attack coming from both inside and outside, they finally managed to break the large hand of energy that was trying to capture them from a distance and save Jin Huanzhen.

at the same time.

Dressed in a scholar's robe and holding a bronze flute, Bi Shouxuan, along with Shangguan Long and the "Changbai Twin Fiends" brothers Fu Zhen and Fu Yan, leaped out of the forest and attacked Lu Chen, letting out a long roar:
"Commander Zhao, old man Bichen, it's time to make a move!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly grace leaped out, his long sword flashing like lightning as he pierced through the land.

The Taoist priest was none other than Bichen, a demonic Taoist from the "Laojun Temple" branch of the true lineage of the Demonic Sect, and ranked sixth among the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect.

Another tall, thin, but imposing middle-aged man with a domineering and sinister aura walked out of the woods with strange, heavy steps. His aura was so strong that it was no less than that of a seated monk. He was none other than Zhao Deyan, the third-ranked expert of the Demonic Sect, the Turkic National Preceptor, and the Demon Commander!

As soon as Zhao Deyan emerged from the forest, two dark steel chains, each about the thickness of a little finger, flew out from his sleeves. The ends of the chains were diamond-shaped spikes, Zhao Deyan's renowned and unusual weapon, the "Hundred Transformations Diamond Spear".

This "Hundred Transformations Diamond Spear" can be both soft and hard, with endless variations and unpredictable power. Not only is it unafraid of being cleaved by divine weapons, but it is also the nemesis of swords and knives, and is most adept at disarming people.

At this moment, the two diamond-shaped spears were like two sinister venomous snakes, silently entering the sword wind force field. One moved swiftly along the ground, aiming straight for Lu Chen's ankle, while the other flew through the air, its spearhead swaying left and right, creating illusory spear shadows that enveloped Lu Chen's vital points on his upper body.

When Zhao Deyan made his move.

Bardelle, who led the group that surrounded Dugu Feng and her five companions, said in Turkic:
"Hold them back at all costs, and the Imperial Advisor will remember you and treat your families well!"

After saying this, he broke away from the battle with Kang Shaoli and headed to the battlefield where Lu Chen was besieged.

Meanwhile, the Turkic warriors fought bravely and relentlessly, determined to hold off Dugu Feng and her group of five even if it meant dying on the spot.

"Poisonous Water," Xinnaya also said in Uyghur:
"To avenge the Great Venerable One and the Benevolent Mother! We'll hold them back even if it kills us!"

Those mid-level experts of the Great Ming Sect each took out a pill and swallowed it. Immediately, their eyes turned red, their aura surged, and they became even more fearless than the Turks.

Xinna and Rong Jiaojiao withdrew from the battle and headed towards Lu Chen's side.

Mei Tian and Mei Xun, summoned by Chao Gongcuo, had already rushed to Lu Chen's side.

this moment.

Four of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect are: Demon General Zhao Deyan, Heavenly Lord Xi Ying, Demonic Daoist Bi Chen, and Reversible You Niao Juan.

And Ding Jiuzhong, Zhou Laotan, and Jin Huanzhen, three great masters of the Demonic Sect, whose strength was only slightly inferior to You Niaojuan.

In addition, there are two Yin Gui Sect elders and experts, Bi Shouxuan and Shangguan Long.

And the old master Chao Gongcuo, the Immortal of the South Sea, Mei Tian, ​​the second-best expert of the South Sea School, and Mei Xun, the head of the South Sea School.

Rong Jiaojiao and Xin Naya are the last elders and high-ranking members of the Great Ming Zun Sect.

The Demon General's disciple, Badel, and the Turkic expert, Kang Qiaoli.

The two villains of Changbai Mountain, the brothers Fu Zhen and Fu Yan.

A total of eighteen experts launched a determined all-out attack on Lu Chen alone!

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