Chapter Seventy-Seven: Seizing Water Transport Wharf (2)
After a while, the sound of fighting stopped at the door of the Caobang helmsman.
The hand ax of Huang Yuesheng, the deputy leader of the Cao Gang, was knocked away and struck five inches deep into the stone lion next to the gate. Deputy Gang Leader Huang himself fell in front of the main gate of the Cao Gang, covering his chest with his left hand, and blood continued to spill from the corner of his mouth.
Of course, this is much better than the other deputy gang leader Du Jinrong!
Du Jinrong's strangely soft sword, like a snake, had broken at this moment. The hilt fell in front of Deputy Gang Leader Du, and half of the blade was inserted into his left calf, bleeding all over the floor.
Compared to the two deputy gang leaders, Pan Qianweng's is much better.
Although there were many sword marks on the pair of gloves, they were still in good condition. Pan Qianweng's limbs were trembling slightly due to the few moves he had just fought. Apart from a bruise on his head and a swollen face, Pan Qianweng suffered almost no external injuries.
"Clan leader Pan, are you still going to fight stubbornly?"
The handsome young man opposite him looked so disgusting yet fearful in Pan Qianweng's eyes at this moment.
He teamed up with two deputy gang leaders who were both in the Yuan Hua realm, but they were unable to put any pressure on Yang Qingyuan.
In an understatement, the ax was stolen from the palm and the heart was sealed, and the sword was broken and the left leg was injured.
Within thirty moves, Du and Huang temporarily lost their fighting ability.
He tried hard to support himself, but he also beat him with bruises and bruises on his face!
They are both in the Yuan Hua realm, why is the gap so big?!
"Gang Leader Pan! Do you want to continue?!" the demon spoke, still in a calm tone, but the disdain, contempt, arrogance, and disregard in it made Pan Qianweng even more angry, and the Arhat's Demon Subduing Skill in his body was operating at full strength, even if
You can't hurt Yang Qingyuan at all, and you can't lose your dignity as the leader of the Cao Gang!
And Yang Qingyuan, who was fighting against him, also admired the Cao Gang leader. He knew that he was not his opponent, but he still took action resolutely. Even after the two deputy gang leaders fell, he still had high fighting spirit, which was amazing.
Under Yang Qingyuan's oppression, Pan Qianweng felt that his martial arts had made another breakthrough.
The compatibility between Arhat's Demon Subduing Technique and the Powerful Vajra Palm is constantly improving!
Pan Qianweng, who originally retreated, strode forward again, the palm force in his hand getting stronger and stronger, and every blow had the intention of cracking open monuments and cracking rocks.
"The body of an Arhat and the power of a Vajra can split the Huashan Mountain!"
This palm is Pan Qianweng's peak.
The three people of Xuanbei who stood aside and silently watched the battle were also shocked by the power of Pan Qianweng's palm!
This last palm, the Arhat's demon-subduing technique and the powerful Vajra palm are gradually integrated. With the body of the Arhat and the palm of the Vajra, Pan Qianweng does not practice Buddhism or Zen, but he can find another way to use Buddhist martial arts to such an extent.
situation.
Xuan Bei couldn't help but admire Pan Qianweng's talent. Not many of Shaolin's Xuan generation could achieve such a level.
It's a pity that I met this weirdo Yang Qingyuan.
Under the Dongxuan, it can be called the first, and in the realm of Yuanhua, it is invincible in the world.
Even his master, Abbot Kong Wen of Shaolin, is here in person, so I am afraid he is no match for him.
The powerful palm force was three feet away from Yang Qingyuan, and Yang Qingyuan took action.
The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, the wind helps the butterflies dance.
The breeze blows on my face, and the colorful butterflies are circling.
The powerful palm force was three feet away from Yang Qingyuan, and could not make an inch forward. It was weakened and destroyed by layers of breeze.
Yang Qingyuan incorporated Tai Chi sword intention into the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng.
The meaning of the sword is the wind, and the yin and yang are the butterflies.
In one breath, this palm turned invisible, the power of the palm was annihilated but the sword energy was not stopped!
The subsequent sword energy, as soft as a breeze, blew past Pan Qianweng. When the sword wind blew by, the fine iron gloves on his palms turned into pieces of iron and fell to the ground.
Pan Qianweng's brocade robe had also become streaked. If the people of the Zhou Dynasty were not too open, Yang Qingyuan could have punished him for being disheveled and damaging the appearance of the city, and punished him for several crimes.
"Take it!"
Yang Qingyuan released his sword finger and said to the policemen behind him.
A group of policemen following Yang Qingyuan swarmed up and were about to capture Pan Qianweng and the other three, but were stopped by the Cao Gang.
"Is Gang Leader Pan trying to resist law enforcement?"
Pan Qianweng spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and then forced a smile.
"Master Yang, my Cao Gang has eight hundred disciples just by the helm. I'm afraid the people you bring are not enough!"
"oh?!"
Yang Qingyuan smiled slightly, took out a loud arrow from his sleeve, and fired it into the sky.
While Pan Qianweng was wondering, he felt the ground shaking slightly, and a group of elite soldiers wearing armor came from a distance.
The leading general rode up to the gate of Caobang's general helm, got off his horse, came to Yang Qingyuan, bowed and saluted.
"Li Zhijie, the last general of the Royal Forest Army's Beijing camp - Weishan camp's commander-in-chief, met with Lord Yang! Weishan camp was ordered by Shangshu to be dispatched by Lord Yang!"
Yang Qingyuan glanced at Pan Qianweng and said, "Thank you for your hard work, General Li! I wonder how many troops General Li brought!?"
"The general is coming with 3,000 troops, and there are still 7,000 troops in the camp ready to support!"
Yang Qingyuan nodded and walked slowly past Pan Qianweng who fell to the ground.
"Eight hundred disciples?! That's it?!"
Then, Yang Qingyuan turned to face the troops of Weishan Camp.
"All troops listen to the order! Under the guidance of the Jingzhao Mansion police officers, all members of the Cao Gang will be detained pending trial! Anyone who dares to resist with arms will be punished on the spot! No matter life or death!"
"promise!"
A sound of promise resounded through the water transport terminal.
The momentum of the military formation made everyone in Caobang turn slightly pale.
In a one-on-one competition, the Weishan camp troops may not necessarily be better than the Caobang gang in individual combat power, but when fighting in formation, no matter how many times the Caobang gang is, they will not be the enemy of these 3,000 men.
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The troops, led by Li Zhijie, the commander of Weishan Camp, stepped forward with their swords drawn.
"lay down your weapon!"
Looking at the imposing Weishan, Pan Qianweng closed his eyes in pain and ordered, "Everyone in the Cao Gang, put down your weapons!"
Pan Qianweng also knew that it was impossible for the gang members under his command to fight against the organized army. Even if they could win, once they took action, the entire Cao Gang would become rebellious! Then there would really be no chance of survival anymore.
Being caught now is not necessarily a dead end. Behind him are Uncle An Ji, Uncle Peng Cheng, the county magistrate of Wei County... and the entire Xungui Group. Behind the Xungui Group, there is also His Highness the King of Chu.
It may not be impossible to make a comeback against the wind. The right way is to be patient for a while and wait for the opportunity.
Following Pan Qianweng's order to give up resistance, everyone in the Cao Gang put down their swords one after another.
Many members of the gang still wanted to escape, but faced with the crossbow arrows looming in the Weishan camp, their legs felt a little weak.
A Cao gang leader whose eight meridians had already connected to seven meridians wanted to escape quietly, but Qinggong jumped up high and took off, and was targeted by the crossbowmen of the Weishan camp, firing hundreds of crossbow arrows.
The hall master tried his best to dodge and block, but was struck by three rounds of crossbow arrows and turned into a hedgehog.
"If anyone takes advantage of the chaos and flees, he will be punished for resisting the law and shot with crossbow arrows, life or death!"
Yang Qingyuan's last order and the fate of the escapers made the gang members who wanted to escape stop thinking about escaping and obediently surrendered.
There is a high probability that you will not die if you are caught, but if you run away, you are risking your own life!