In front of a truly strong man, Yan Shouyi felt unprecedented pressure.
Yan Nanfei and Chang Shan, who were both powerful, fell down one after another. Under the pressure of the middle-aged paper maker's momentum, everyone was like underage children, with no power to resist.
I'm afraid even the original Ghost King Bai Shixi is far from a match for this paper-tying man!
When the paper-maker saw that Ling Xiaoxiao was trying to escape with Wang Zhilai, he simply moved his fingers and ordered the men in black to follow him and surround the hut.
When Ling Xiaoxiao saw that there were so many pursuers, he did not dare to break through rashly, so he could only take Wang Zhilai and retreat behind Yan Shouyi.
"Brother Yan, what should we do now?!" Ling Xiaoxiao asked nervously.
Yan Shou gritted his teeth, and he could imagine that what followed was bound to be a bloody battle.
Moreover, at present, he sees no hope at all. He doesn't know who can show up to help him save the day.
"There is no other way," Yan Shouyi said coldly, "Protect Wang Zhilai, we will fight them!!"
Two huge paper figures ran towards Yan Shou. Yan Shou held a Zanpakutō in one hand and rushed towards them using offense as defense.
Of course, Lin Zitong would not let Yan Shouyi face it alone. She also went to fight with the red umbrella. The two of them each fought against a paper man, killing each other.
But such a result is obviously not what Yan Shouyi wants to see, because it is so difficult for them to clean up the two paper figures, and the real power behind the scenes, the paper man, is still standing in front of the sedan, looking with interest
Watch the battle.
So what if we defeat the paper man?
When the paper-tie man actually takes action, no one has any hope of victory!
The men in black also took action against Ling Xiaoxiao, but Ling Xiaoxiao was quick in movement and extremely dexterous. Even with Wang Zhilai in his arms, he was still able to find an opening to dodge under the siege of the men in black.
A group of more than a dozen men in black failed to capture Ling Xiaoxiao!
"Ada!!"
Long Feicheng and Lao Jin were hiding in the corner obscenely. Because the men in black were all focused on Wang Zhilai, they could make sneak attacks from time to time.
The people in black were angered and assigned a third to deal with Long Feicheng and Lao Jin.
The two secretly had a bad idea. With their abilities, even one-third of the men in black could easily defeat them.
So the two of them had no choice but to retreat. Behind them was the hut. Long Feicheng had no choice but to start beating on the door of the hut:
"Wang Jigo, Uncle Zou! I don't want to disturb you, but we really can't hold on any longer!"
The man in black forced Long Feicheng into a corner and even knocked the Weiwei Sword out of his hand!
Lao Jin had no means of resistance. He could only squat on the ground holding his head.
At the critical moment, the door of the hut was opened, and a kitchen knife flew out, hitting a man in black in the chest. The powerful force even drove the man in black backwards for five or six meters!
Inside the door of the hut, Wang Ji walked out with a dark face.
"It's endless..." Wang Jixiang showed two kitchen knives again and shouted angrily: "You want my life, I will kill you!! Kill!"
With a loud shout, Wang Ji went into the men in black. His ability to sell swords to people was not limited. Those men in black who had some skills were not Wang Ji's opponents!
In one instant, Wang Ji attacked one person and killed five or six men in black on the opposite side, retreating steadily. This level of ferocity was much more powerful than those who were fighting on the road.
"Wang Ji has come out, what about Uncle Zou?" Long Feicheng said nervously, "Uncle Zou is not dead, right?"
"Ahem, you bastard... I'm not dead yet!" Blind Zou's weak voice came from inside the house.
Long Feicheng ran into the hut and said: "Uncle Zou, there is a group of unidentified guys coming outside. We are no match for them!"
"Bring my guqin...in!"
"How long has it been and you still want to play the piano?"
"Stop talking nonsense and bring it in! Cough cough cough!"
Although Long Feicheng couldn't understand Zou Xiazi's request, he still took the risk and ran outside to bring the guqin in.
It seems that because of meeting Wang Jiwen, Blind Zou looks much more energetic than before. Judging from his current appearance, he seems to be planning to play a song.
Lao Jin walked in and took a curious look, but then he couldn't help but sigh.
The reason why Blind Man Zou can still speak and play the piano now is because he has returned to his former glory.
When a person has a flashback, his death is certain.
But Long Feicheng didn't know what this meant, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Uncle Zou, do you really want to play the piano?"
Blind man Zou gently stroked the piano, and a glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes, which seemed to be looking at the woman he loved.
Then, his face turned gloomy and he said, "I want to play a song...House of Flying Daggers!"
…
Two huge paper figures were blocked by Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong.
The middle-aged paper-maker watched from a distance and found that since Wang Ji came out, the men he brought seemed to be unable to catch Wang Zhilai for a while.
His patience was worn out.
"Heirs of Lu Ban, disciples of the Lushan Sect, disciples of the Yan Family of Kunlun Mountain, Buddhists of Lingyin Temple, disciples of Mount Emei, people who borrow swords, and heirs of ancient medicine... Today, the West Lake in Rongcheng is much more lively than I imagined!"
The paper-tying man spoke again, and said with a sneer: "But you don't know what is good and stand on the opposite side of me. Do you know what will happen if you go against me, Chu Liang?"
Yan Shouyi responded while dealing with the paper man: "Old man, you were born twenty years earlier than us. If you give us another twenty years, we will beat the shit out of you!"
The paper-tying man's face darkened. He wanted to say something cruel, but unexpectedly he was slapped in the face by Yan Shouyi.
In this case, there is no reason to let them go!!
I saw the paper man suddenly opened his arms, and countless paper men emerged from the fat cuffs!
The paper-cut figures that were originally no more than the size of a palm, after landing, all turned into short paper figures about one meter tall and holding weapons.
Hundreds of paper figures surrounded Yan Shou and others. The formation was a bit like the monkeys on Huaguo Mountain descending to cause trouble.
Surrounded by this group of paper figures, Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong became even more passive. They could only fight and retreat, and slowly joined Wang Ji towards them.
"These paper figures are so difficult!" Wang Ji shouted, "They are not afraid of death at all!"
"Burn with fire!"
Yan Shouyi made a prompt decision and used the Heavenly Thunder Fire Control Technique, causing large swaths of flames to fall from the sky.
When he dealt with Agong last time, Agong's paper figures were quite afraid of thunder and fire, so Yan Shouyi felt that it would be effective this time.
However, what surprised him was that after the baptism of fire, none of the paper figures fell down!
On the contrary, they were unscathed, with contemptuous smiles on their faces, and they took a step closer!
"These paper figures are not afraid of fire?!" Yan Shouyi said in shock, "How is this possible?!"
The paper-making people behind laughed loudly: "We paper-making people have been passed down for so many years, how can we not understand our own weaknesses? My paper-making people are made of gold foil and special craftsmanship. Real gold is not afraid of fire, even if you use it
It’s the real fire of Samadhi, but it can’t burn my paper figurine!!!”
After learning the truth, Yan Shouyi and others were ashen-faced.
Wang Jixiang sighed: "No wonder my kitchen knife cuts on these paper figures as if it were on steel... This guy is really too strong..."
"Don't lose heart, hold on!"
Yan Shouyi encouraged everyone: "If you don't give up, there is still a glimmer of hope. If you give up, you will definitely die!!"
"Hand over Wang Zhilai, and I will spare your life!!" the paper-maker shouted.
Wang Ji went to gritted his teeth: "What they want is indeed my brother..."
Wang Zhilai was in Ling Xiaoxiao's arms and looked around calmly. He didn't seem to be afraid at all.
Yan Shouyi observed Wang Zhilai's reaction and couldn't help but feel strange.
Didn't Wang Jichang say that Wang Zhilai was a genius?
But now Wang Zhilai doesn't care at all about the disaster in front of him. It can even be said that he turns a blind eye. How can this be a genius? He is clearly a fool!
unless--
Unless he knows, everyone will eventually save the day, so he doesn't care?!
But now, who can stand up and help everyone save the day?
Yan Shou couldn't figure it out.
When the paper-maker saw that Yan Shouyi and the others still had no intention of surrender, he controlled the paper-makers to carry out the final cruelty.
These paper figures are like ants. Once they pounce on Yan Shouyi and the others, other paper figures behind them will follow closely and eat them up one by one.
However, just when Yan Shouyi and the others were helpless, they were about to despair.
A burst of violent piano sound sounded!
The sound of the piano is like the howling wind in the bamboo forest, like the violent rainstorm on the lake, like the tragic fighting on the battlefield, like the painful cries in hell!
For a time, both Yan Shouyi and the paper figures were all hypnotized by the sound of the piano.
The fighting paused, but the sound of the piano continued.
The sound of the piano was dense and intense, making one feel as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, with murderous intent coming from all directions.
It's like... Ambush from all sides!
The paper-maker frowned. He had long heard the extraordinary sound of the piano, and also understood that the song was called "Ambush from Flying Daggers."
But who is playing the piano?
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped.
But the lingering sound circled the West Lake and did not disappear for a long time.
Yan Shou turned around, looked in the direction of the hut, and murmured, "Is it Uncle Zou playing the piano?"
But he was already terminally ill and still had the strength to play the piano?
The next second——
A sudden sound of strings suddenly sounded, and the hut exploded instantly, with debris flying in all directions. Yan Shouyi and others hurriedly fell down to avoid it.
A burst of smoke dissipated, and a man in black was seen sitting in the room, staring straight ahead with empty eyes. He was thin and dry, no different from the old man, but his hands on the piano seemed particularly strong!
"Who dares to bully my little cubs?"
Blind Zou pressed the strings with his hands and asked coldly.
[The author has something to say]
I only updated one big chapter today, haha, I haven’t updated it since early in the morning! Because I have returned to my parents’ house, and I want to spend more time with my parents tonight to talk~