Yang Qingyuan saw that the encirclement had been formed and said.
"Take it! Stop talking nonsense to them!"
"yes!"
The Four Heroes of Wudang rushed out in four directions, leaving only Wang Moshan. With Yang Qingyuan here, he probably couldn't escape.
Song Yuanqiao went straight to the sub-rudder master and one of the unknown Yuan Huajing.
Zhang Songxi faced off against the remaining Yuan Hua realm.
Yin Liting jumped onto the roof, and after shooting down all the warriors on the roof, he and Mo Shenggu charged into the nearby warriors, like wolves among sheep.
Yin Liting's Thirteen Divine Swords and Mo Shenggu's Seventy-two-way Finger Wrapping Soft Sword were simply not something that these Tongmai realm cannon fodder could withstand. In a matter of seconds, people were lying on the ground.
The four of them were not the only ones who came. At this time, Taoyuan Villa was already surrounded by police officers from Nanyang Six Gates and the city defense regiment.
The Master of Qingxu Monastery, Taoist Master Chongxu, was personally in charge of this cave-mysterious realm. Tie Chengxuan, who had experience in large-scale roundups, commanded and dispatched. Not only did Taoyuan Villa be surrounded, Tie Chengxuan also wanted to prevent secret passages, as well as the surrounding rivers.
The mountain roads are guarded.
The dragnet has been launched.
After tea time, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu had finished the battle, leaving only Song Yuanqiao who had not yet captured the helmsman and the other man in black.
Wang Moshan, who had injured his left arm, looked at the anxious battle situation on the field and thought that if he allowed it to continue like this, he would inevitably be unable to escape. He secretly waved a palm towards Song Yuanqiao and Yang Qingyuan, hoping to cause chaos and gain a chance to escape.
"Be careful!" Yang Qingyuan's spiritual sense was keen, and he felt Wang Moshan's palm move before he waved it. This move was the sinister martial arts just now, and he was the first to warn him.
Then Yang Qingyuan casually used Liangyi Sword Technique, and the sword energy instantly defeated the palm power.
Although Song Yuanqiao had never fought against Wang Moshan, he had traveled around the world for many years. As soon as Yang Qingyuan spoke, he was on guard and used his left hand to move the Wudang Palm.
The sinister palm force collided with Song Yuanqiao's mellow palm force, and was immediately deflected by the soft palm force. The palm force hit a green plant. In a few breaths, the green plant was corroded and died.
Mo Shenggu, who was on the side, glanced at Lvzhi and said angrily, "You are so vicious with your palm power, but you, Wang Moshan, are still known as Nanyang Zhenshanshou. Such behavior is disgusting."
Before Mo Shenggu finished speaking, he jumped into the battle group and forced back Wang Moshan who wanted to continue attacking with one sword!
"Elder brother! Leave this person to me! You can concentrate on dealing with that blood cult monster!"
The seventy-two-way finger-winding soft sword changes unpredictably. Under the blessing of Mo Shenggu's internal power, the long sword seems to have turned into a soft belt, gently twisting and erratic, and the sword moves flicker and erratic.
Although Wang Moshan is a master in Nanyang County, he is still not good enough in front of Mo Shenggu. In addition, he was injured by Yang Qingyuan's Pegasus Waterfall before. He only has one arm left, and he is already struggling to hold on.
In just ten moves, Wang Moshan's left arm was scratched. Mo Shenggu took the opportunity to bully him and struck Wang Moshan on the chest with a powerful iron palm move.
The powerful palm force directly knocked Wang Moshan away. During the process of flying backwards, blood spurted out from Wang Moshan's mouth.
"Bang!" After a sound, his body fell to the ground like a sack, and there was no movement for a while.
"Seventh brother is going to live!" On the other side was watching the fun, no, it was Yin Liting who was watching the battle. When he saw that his seventh brother was so ruthless, he reminded him.
"Don't worry, Sixth Brother, my actions are of course important. He still has half a life left!"
The helmsman on the other side was a little better. Although he was not Song Yuanqiao's opponent, he was better than Song Yuanqiao because of his strange martial arts skills and the cooperation of another man in black from the Yuan Hua realm, so he could hold on for a while.
But their bodies were already covered with sword wounds.
"Song Yuanqiao, let's die together!"
Seeing that his defeat was inevitable, the leader of Jingzhou became cruel and channeled the power of blood and energy in his body.
With the cooperation of the power of blood and energy, his originally weird martial arts became more powerful and actually stabilized his decline in a short period of time.
"It's this disgusting smell again!"
Thinking of the source of this aura, Yang Qingyuan's anger returned in his heart, and his figure suddenly appeared behind and above the Jingzhou sub-rudder.
Pegasus flies down the waterfall, and a sword strikes the rainbow.
The sharp sword energy from the sword directly passed over his right leg. Although it looked like it was only on the skin, all the meridians and bones of his right leg had been severed by Yang Qingyuan's sword energy.
In the future, even if he only recovers from the external injury, one leg will be disabled. Of course, he has no future.
Song Yuanqiao also pointed out his finger at his Tanzhong point to stop him from moving.
"Senior nephew Yuanqiao, actually you don't have to bother, his right leg has been severed by the sword energy, where can he run?! Just take out the poison sac from his mouth!"
As he spoke, he hit the helmsman on the left cheek with his palm, knocking out the poison sac hidden in his mouth along with his two teeth.
"Look, it's done!" After Yang Qingyuan experienced the An Shigeng granary case, he conducted in-depth research on the dead man's poison bag hiding method.
The technique of slapping someone in the face and knocking out teeth with one hand has become proficient in practice, coupled with the expression and tone of voice that are harmless to humans and animals.
Only then did the four Wudang people realize why they could become uncles. There was a reason for this.
While the work was being completed here, the fighting outside the villa had also ended.
Taoist priests Chongxu and Tie Chengxuan, the masters of Wudang Qingxu Temple, as well as the policemen under Liumen of Nanyang County, and the Nanyang city defense army cooperated with each other and captured all the people in the villa. No one escaped.
After handing over the remaining unimportant prisoners to the people from the Six Gates of Nanyang County, Yang Qingyuan and the Four Wudang Heroes brought Wang Moshan and the sub-ruler into a room for interrogation.
Wang Moshan was struck on the heart by Mo Shenggu's Sky-shattering Iron Palm and was beaten half to death. He was still unconscious. He was thrown aside by everyone and began to interrogate the sub-rudder leader first.
"You are from the Blood River Sect!"
Yang Qingyuan didn't talk nonsense with this person and got straight to the point!
The captain of the sub-rudder was also a tough person. He just snorted and ignored Yang Qingyuan's questions.
"Don't be ungrateful!" Mo Shenggu on the side was also angered by the inexplicable arrogance of the helmsman. What do you mean by being so arrogant as a prisoner? You look down on me, Mo Qi?
Faced with Mo Shenggu's stern words, the sub-rudder did not hesitate to look at him one more time and closed his eyes to rest.
"You!..." Mo Shenggu was about to step forward to teach this person a lesson, but was stopped by Song Yuanqiao.
"Seventh brother, my uncle is here, don't be presumptuous, listen to my uncle's opinion first!"
Song Yuanqiao directly pulled out Yang Qingyuan's seniority, and Mo Shenggu suddenly became silent. Although Wudang is a Taoist sect, relatively speaking, it is not so strict on etiquette and law, but respecting teachers and respecting Taoism is one of the basic rules of the world.
Moreover, this junior uncle is still his good friend, so he must give him this face.
"I don't have any opinion." Yang Qingyuan paused and continued, "But if the helmsman can reveal the truth, I can spare his life on behalf of Wudang!"