Chapter 334: Swinging a Sword and Falling from the Sky to Rob an Escort Car (3)
Just when Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen were hurriedly dealing with the whirling flying blades that looked like ghosts and nightmares in front of them, they suddenly felt that the upper part of the canyon suddenly lit up, like the scorching sun hanging high, shining on everything. Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen and the Spirit Snake Cult Everyone in the Spirit Snake Sect was equally astonished. They all looked up and saw countless blazing fires throwing haystacks down from the canyons on both sides. The eyes of the people of the Spirit Snake Sect were filled with red fire, and there was no trace of any trace of fire. Pitch black.
However, when the torches and haystacks fell to the ground, they were all burned to ashes. The calculation was just right. Suddenly, the entire canyon suddenly returned to the sticky darkness from the dazzling brightness. However, just at this moment from light to darkness For an excessively brief moment, I could only hear a series of whistling sounds, "swish, swish, swish," followed by deathly silence.
In the clattering sound, all the iron ropes burst out in all directions and scattered on the ground. The flying blades that did not rebound from the iron ropes flew in all directions under the blocking of Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen, and most of them were nailed to the cliffs on both sides. .
And just when everything was over in the blink of an eye, all the sounds ceased to exist.
Yang Zhi looked through the darkness at the spiritual snake cultivators around him. They all vomited blood from the corners of their mouths and died on the spot. Even the leader-like figure who was so arrogant just now also died in the dust of the canyon. With a trace of blood, there was a three-finger-wide wound at the root of the neck. Yang Zhi looked at the wound and couldn't help but be stunned again. The skin and flesh at the wound turned outwards, and the blood and flesh inside were blurred. It was obvious that the wound was very deep. It is still there now. Blood gurgled non-stop, and the three-finger-wide wound that stood out looked like a slightly mocking mouth.
"This... what on earth is going on," Yang Zhi felt dumbfounded as he kept asking himself this sentence.
Who are the people hiding in the darkness? What are their intentions for doing this? All the questions he had thought about along the way were like another whirlpool, attacking his heart one by one. He suddenly I kind of want to break out, but I don’t know who to show it to. The pain and helplessness that this kind of person feels in the dark and that I feel in the light is like a puppet being manipulated in their hands. Yang Zhi bit his lip, He stared blankly at the fatal wound three fingers wide.
Each time the murder was invisible, each time it came and went in a hurry, each time it left not only unsolved doubts but also a heavy shadow in Yang Zhi's heart.
"Why don't you leave a name for the hero who rescued you so many times?" Yang Zhiteng stood up and shouted toward the endless darkness above the canyon in a hissing voice.
No one answered.
"Leave a name, leave a name, leave a name..." came the sound in the empty valley.
"Brother, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. I don't think we can take away these birthday cards. How about you and I drive a car and go back to the village first and then make plans." Lu Zhishen patted Yang Zhi on the shoulder and said nothing. He knows whether his words are comforting and whether they can relieve his heart.
"Brother, you don't know. This group of people has been following you all the way secretly. It's hard to tell whether they are friends or foes." Yang Zhi sighed, obviously wanting to get to the bottom of this matter. However, looking around, except for that There are wounds three fingers wide, and there are really no other clues. It is still a mess of thoughts.
"Whether he is a friend or an enemy, if he doesn't want the lives of our two brothers now, that means we don't deserve to die. Let's push away the two carts and give them the eight carts of birthday cards. We treat it as repaying our kindness." As Lu Zhishen said this, he pushed up a birthday carriage.
【Above the canyon】
"Brother Shi, you can see below, but these two little bastards are the only ones left. Why don't we go down and do it together? We don't have to wait for Huangnigang. We can collect these ten birthday cards here," Ruan Xiao Qi stood beside Shi Jin and said to Shi Jin.
Shi Jin, who had excellent eyesight, looked down at Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen through the dense darkness. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed up the escort car of the birthday gang, shook his head slightly and said, "It is not good for us to rob here. The enemy I know, I only get a beating, so why not let them do it for us once and send it to Huangni Gang, and it won’t be too late to do anything again.”
"But, how can these two people send us all the birthday plans?" Ruan Xiaowu was a little confused. Shi Jin's heart was as meticulous as silk. No one could understand it, and no one could guess it. Knowing this, Shi Jin just handed a waist card to Ruan Xiaoer, whispered something in his ear, and Ruan Xiaoer galloped away at a hasty speed of five hundred miles.
Now Shi Jin stood facing the wind, pointed to one side of the canyon with his hand and said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, the Spirit Snake Sect has received the news, the second wave of people has already arrived,"
【Under the Canyon】
Just when Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen were pushing the two escort cars out of the pool of blood, they suddenly heard the sound of sparse footsteps on the road ahead.
Both Yang Zhi and Yang Zhi paused in alarm and looked at each other, "Someone is coming." The two brothers let go of the escort cart, picked up the sword in their hands, held it tightly in their hands, and sank. Shen Qi, waiting to fight his way out and teach this group of people some lessons. No matter how outnumbered they are in the end, it will never be worse than being imprisoned in a cage made by others just now.
Just as Yang Zhi changed his mind, he vaguely saw the shadow of the other party in the darkness, blocking the entire canyon in a mighty manner. He held a hob in one hand and a tiger head shield in the other, each of them majestic. Wearing felt hats, they formed a strange formation and blocked the road.
Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen looked at it. They still couldn't understand what the gang was doing. They just didn't know how many people there were in the darkness that they couldn't see, but they could only see what they saw in front of them. In terms of men and horses, there were already three to four hundred people.
Two people fighting three to four hundred people, Yang Zhi secretly weighed it in his heart. Although he was not afraid, he also knew the consequences, and he would definitely die in the chaos of the sword.
"Hey, those guys have names and surnames, please report them to me," Lu Zhishen shouted in a rough voice.
At this time, a strong man slowly walked out of the naturally separated array. He only wore a sleeveless and close-fitting chain mail outside a solid-color mandarin jacket. There were three slender javelins stuck in his back, and he had pours in his hands. Holding a pair of double hooks, he stepped forward with meteoric strides and said: "You are still so stubborn when you are about to die. Stop talking nonsense and take action."
"Hey," Lu Zhishen watched this man come up and take action without saying a word. He had no choice but to look at Yang Zhi and then walked up with his knife.
Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen rushed into the formation risking their lives. They thought they would kill each other quickly and die with a backstop. However, they did not expect that the troops of the Spirit Snake Cult immediately changed their formation. They were immediately swallowed up in the formation. Rows of tiger head shields were stacked up to form high moving walls. Amidst the unpredictable changes in the formation, it didn't take long for the two brothers to be inexplicably scattered. In the whirlpool of two different shields, between the changing formations, Yang Zhi's sight has been blocked by the shield. He can't hear other sounds among the clashing sounds between the shields. He is dizzy and can no longer tell the difference. I don't know which way I came from, and which way I want to go out.
And just as the formation was rotating and changing, several rolling knives would shoot out from between the gaps in the shields from time to time, catching Yang Zhi off guard. However, this knife disappeared without a trace, and Yang Zhi was furious. , swung the blade and used all his strength to slash at the shield. Apart from making deep cuts, it still did no good and could not even hurt him at all.
Just now he was imprisoned in a cage densely woven with iron ropes, and now he was trapped in a living maze made up of high shield walls. Yang Zhi suffered these two tortures that night, and his inner endurance was about to reach its limit. At the limit, he ran as fast as he could in anger, simply panicking and choosing his own way. He didn't believe that the transformation of this formation could dare to match the speed of his feet. However, Yang Zhi, who did not know the power of the formation, was far from knowing that the formation was yin and yang. With his unpredictable and swift movements, just as he was bumping around like a headless fly, two knives suddenly shot out from the gap in the shield. Yang Zhi quickly swung his sword to block them all with two ping-pong sounds, but at this moment behind him, Another knife shot out, and Yang Zhi couldn't block it in time, so he had to dodge, but the blade still hurt his flesh and blood, and blood flowed out along his back. In addition to the pain, he felt the heat of the blood.
At this moment, Yang Zhi suddenly understood that it was no longer an era to see who was ruthless and to fight head-on.
Lu Zhishen, who was separated on the other side, was also injured in his arm at this moment. He was killed in a very embarrassed manner. He just didn't know where to use all the strength in his body. He was holding a simple sword in his hand. Apart from the thick shield wall, there was nothing left. Not a single human figure was seen, and except for the hob that suddenly shot out, there was no other hair.
Could it be that we have to die from this today?
Just when Yang Zhi and Lu Zhishen were deep in the water, the sound of thundering horse hooves suddenly came from one side of the canyon, piercing the shields with great force and the sound of the sound was transmitted to Yang Zhi's eardrums. Zhi's dark thoughts suddenly brightened up. His eyes flashed and he stopped his steps. While moving, he carefully guarded against the hobs that might come out from all directions. He knew that Lieutenant General Qin Fei's troops were coming. Yes, they killed some of them.
Sure enough, there was only an earth-shattering roar, "Brothers, kill, save Tiha," which rang out amidst the galloping of thousands of horses, followed immediately by an overwhelming roar of killing, full of hatred and urgency. It makes people feel frightened and out of their minds...