Bows and crossbows have always been used only by the imperial court, and they have never bothered to use them in the battles between the rivers and lakes.
Unexpectedly, the saint actually ordered her subordinates to use these things.
She doesn't talk about moral principles.
No one needs to worry about anything anymore.
Xiao Han shouted loudly, "Don't hold back anymore, the Demon Cult must give an explanation for what happened today!"
Without him giving an order, the people in the arena, who had already been furious, immediately rushed into the courtyard shouting for death.
Face these wolf beasts.
Both the Imperial Guards and the hired bodyguards were all trembling with fear.
These are all second-rate or above masters in front of me.
How can they defeat them?
After only two or three rounds of fighting, the formation formed by the imperial guards and hired guards immediately collapsed.
The angry people in the world kept shouting and slashing, just like a group of wild ghosts.
The guards had to fight and retreat, gradually moving closer to the backyard.
backyard.
The old woman looked at the courtyard door in front of her expressionlessly.
The ground was covered with sesame oil and weeds. She held up the torch and remained silent.
Just light the weeds on the ground with the torch in your hand, and the gunpowder buried in the yard will be ignited.
When the time comes, everyone will be finished together.
The enemy has entered the courtyard.
She is still waiting, waiting for more people to come in.
She still felt that it was not worthwhile for just this few people to be buried with the saint.
At this time, the door to the backyard suddenly opened, and the masked woman walked out.
"How is the saint now?" the old woman asked.
The masked woman shook her head, "There was no response from the room."
The old woman let out a breath, and then her eyes and face suddenly darkened, "Don't wait any longer, no matter what the saint's current situation is? Take her away first!"
"Even if you go crazy, it's better than being blown up to death!"
The masked woman hesitated and said: "But once you go crazy..."
However, faced with the stern look cast by the old woman.
The masked woman had to nod her head and said, "Yes, mama!"
The sound of fighting outside the courtyard was getting closer and closer, and the old woman said: "Go ahead, just take the saint with you!"
However, the person who responded to her was not the masked woman.
It was the voice of another woman, "It turns out that the saint of the Demon Sect is really here. It seems that there must be something wrong with her."
The old woman and the masked woman were both startled and immediately followed the sound.
After just one glance, the old woman's pupils shrank, "Xingyue Sect? Grandmaster?"
I saw an enchanting woman standing on the wall of the backyard.
The woman is veiled, and judging by her voice, she should be around thirty years old. She has a well-proportioned and plump figure. For some veterans, this type of woman is more popular with them than ordinary little girls.
And then, another beautiful shadow slowly flew down from the dark night, and also landed on the wall, standing next to the plump woman,
"Uncle Master!"
The beautiful figure saluted.
The plump woman nodded and said: "Myolie, you did a good job. It seems that our Xingyue Sect is the first to get the Saint today!"
"Uncle Master, I don't want to praise you, Xing'er just conveyed some news." Murong Xing'er declined.
The two of them were talking as if they were chatting.
Little did he know that the old woman's heart had already risen to her throat, and she shouted: "Xingyue Gate, why do you want to force your way into my station?"
The plump woman glanced at her and said, "The saint refuses to meet people, which is really rude. We, the Xingyue Sect, are here to teach you mountain people the etiquette of Middle-earth!"
The old woman was not willing to listen to her nonsense. She suddenly raised the torch in her hand and threatened: "Leave here immediately, otherwise, I will ignite the gunpowder and we will perish together!"
How could a plump woman be threatened by her? She sneered: "Then just light it up!"
The old woman hesitated when she heard the words, and never dropped the torch in her hand.
He died together with the saint.
It was always difficult for her to make up her mind.
The plump woman saw this and sneered: "Xing'er, go see the saint and invite her to the Xingyue Gate. Uncle Master wants to have a good talk with her!"
"yes!"
Murong Xing'er replied, kicked her feet, and floated to the bottom of the wall like a fairy, then walked towards the room where the saint was.
The old woman shouted: "Stop her!"
When the masked woman heard this, she immediately struck Murong Xing'er with her palm.
As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Xingyue Sect, Murong Xing'er is naturally very capable.
She snorted coldly and raised her hand to separate the masked woman's palm.
The masked woman attacks with her palm again.
Murong Xing'er also responded.
The two immediately started fighting.
After several moves, there was no winner.
At this time, Xiao Han had already led people into the backyard. Seeing the old woman standing there holding a torch, Xiao Han immediately waved his hand to stop everyone.
"Don't move yet!"
"Old senior, we just came to see the saint, so why are you bothering? If the saint refuses to meet, the worst we can do is leave."
"Why do you need to hurt your kindness so much?"
The old woman snorted coldly, "You are full of lies. I would rather die than let you touch a hair of the saint!"
"Now that we're here, no one can leave alive today!"
"Leave them all to be buried with you!"
After saying that, the old woman finally made up her mind in anger and waved her hand to throw the torch.
Once a spark hits the sesame oil, a huge fire will immediately burst into flames in the yard.
Seeing this scene, everyone changed their minds.
However, before she could throw the torch, a sound bursting through the air suddenly sounded.
puff!
A silver mark flew towards the old woman and hit her on the back. The old woman's body trembled and shook, and she could no longer stand still.
He fell straight down.
This dart really hit the heart, and the old woman lost her breath at that time.
The torch in his hand also fell down.
There is a lot of sesame oil on the ground.
If the torch fell down like this, it would definitely cause a fire.
But it happened in a short period of time, and everyone had no time to react. They could only watch the torch fall.
But there is nothing you can do.
At this time, the plump woman standing on the wall snorted, suddenly whipped out a long whip from her sleeve, and rolled it towards the torch.
The moment it landed, the long whip rolled up the torch with great difficulty, and then was thrown aside to the open space.
Bang!
The old woman fell to the ground, and the torch lay quietly burning on the ground.
The fire failed to burn after all.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
When the masked woman saw the old woman being killed, she was furious, and the moves on her hands gradually became messy.
Slowly falling into disadvantage.
The old woman was dead, and the biggest threat was gone. However, the plump woman did not relax her vigilance. She stared at the direction of the dart,
"Since you're all here, why hide your head and show your tail?"
In the darkness, an old man in green clothes slowly walked out. He was thin, his face was pale, and his narrow eyes were cold.
In the crowd, someone recognized this old man as the elder of the Qingyi Sect Punishment Hall, and immediately called out his identity as a master.