The orange and green lights in front of the house complement each other, which is the Shengmen and Dumen formations set up by Jiang Yichen.
Leng Mei dwells in it, lowering her eyes and adjusting her breath.
It's quiet inside the fence.
Whether it's the sound of falling rain or Leng Mei's breathing, it's inaudible.
Beyond the fence is a bustle.
The light of the sword flashed between the blades of the sword and the axe, and Jiang Yichen was surrounded by five civilians, going back and forth, making a lot of noises and sounds.
With one against five, judging from the situation, Jiang Yichen was not far behind.
In the past, the five major civilian arresters could defeat many good players in the world together. In addition to maximizing their respective strengths through combat tactics, the ever-increasing tacit understanding is also extremely crucial.
However, the five of them are now old and their mobility is not what it used to be. Their tacit understanding is not even close to that of the Kagewutang killers.
As a result, many omissions will inevitably occur.
It was precisely these omissions that gave Jiang Yichen an opportunity.
He would not be besieged by five people and be overwhelmed, with only the ability to parry but no room for counterattack.
However, before finding an absolute chance, Jiang Yichen did not use the more lethal Yin Feng Gong. Instead, he used the acupuncture and pulse-cutting heart method, using the basic characteristics of the wood method to replenish the depletion of internal energy, and from time to time he switched to frost and snow zhenqi to deal with it.
Troublesome tangle.
The offensive and defensive situations alternate back and forth.
Time is also passing by.
The plain short shirt on Jiang Yichen's body had long been dyed the color of muddy soil by the dirt mixed with blood, rainwater, and soil.
The torn cuffs, scratches and holes everywhere, and the creases caused by forceful pulling made the shirt much wider.
It is not easy to distinguish other colors on the dirty blouse.
But the faint blushes gradually spread, became more and more numerous, and became more eye-catching.
Most of the injuries Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei suffered were flesh and blood injuries. They were small injuries at first, but they accumulated into large amounts. After the continuous loss of essence and blood for brave and good warriors, their fighting strength will eventually be greatly reduced.
Usually when faced with difficult-to-stop blood flow, it is enough to block a few key points, but in high-intensity combat, this is tantamount to breaking one's arms and seeking death.
Thanks to the unique effect of frost and snow zhenqi, Jiang Yichen can temporarily cool the wound with ice, speed up the blood coagulation on the surface of the wound, and achieve a good hemostasis effect. This is why even though Jiang Yichen has more wounds on his body than Leng Mei, his energy and energy are still there.
It still needs to be fuller.
However, as soon as the two of them defeated a group of death row prisoners, five major civilian arresters followed closely. They didn't give the two of them any chance to rest. They fought fiercely against powerful enemies one after another, frequently switching between offense and defense. Jiang Yichen kept firing every move he made.
The ground touched the wounds frozen by the frost, and the frost and snow on the surface of the wounds gradually melted due to the surge of Qi and blood in the body. Eventually, the wounds tore and burst, staining the clothes with blood!
Before even having a cup of tea, Jiang Yichen's mental concentration was plummeting.
At the moment when he lost consciousness, the plowman's seven-tooth wooden rake swept towards his face.
Catching the violent sound of breaking wind in front of him, Jiang Yichen knew that he couldn't dodge it, so he simply used the Yin Wind Kung Fu, which was suddenly powerful.
The energy is concentrated at the edge of the sword, and the sword comes out like a spear, straight and swift, straight forward and straight back, the sword cuts a straight line!
Bang!
As soon as the seven-tooth wooden rake came into contact with Tianhe Jianfu, the surface of the rake fell apart inch by inch.
The plowman could clearly feel that the wooden rake in his hand had been stabbed fourteen times.
In the blink of an eye, the wooden rake turned into a broken piece of wood, but the plowman didn't care. What was originally a sweep from left to right was replaced by a straight thrust, and it was sent straight towards Jiang Yichen's throat. It was clearly a marksmanship move!
The sharpness of a spear is naturally greatly reduced when its tip is removed, but a spear without a tip may not be able to kill people.
Jiang Yichen moved when he heard the wind. His feet were made of rock, and he stood on a solid ground. His knees were slightly bent, his waist was pushed up, his body fell backward, and his head was thrown back, barely able to avoid the broken logs poked by the plowman.
At this moment, the cook and blacksmith, who had just been forced back by Jiang Yichen's sword energy, were outflanked from the left and right sides.
The two of them were short-sighted soldiers, and their quick attack could pose a certain threat to Jiang Yichen, but it was difficult to seriously injure him.
For a moment, the two of them acted in the same way without even making eye contact.
He went down to the ground with a flying shovel, and came out with a sweeper's kick, directly taking Jiang Yichen's lower body.
Although Jiang Yichen's steps were steady, how could he withstand the vigorous kicks of the two men?
Both feet were kicked off the ground, carrying heavy amounts of dirt and debris.
At this moment, Jiang Yichen was in mid-air, with nothing to rely on.
At this moment, Jiang Yichen's door was wide open and he was ready to be slaughtered, without the ability to fight back.
At this moment, the farmer closest to Jiang Yichen decisively gave up his hand and broke the wood, rushed forward, and went around Jiang Yichen's back with one hand to clasp his waist.
At the lowest level, Jiang Yichen then suddenly applied force as he landed, bringing his entire body to the ground!
There are many vulnerable places in the human body, including the heart, head, and neck, and the third is the lumbar spine that connects the upper and lower body. If the lumbar spine is hit by a high-intensity external force, it can range from unconsciousness on the spot to hemiplegia, or even life-threatening.
Although the cooperation between the farmer, the blacksmith, and the cook was a temporary one, it happened naturally without any flaws. After his feet were forced off the ground, Jiang Yichen was completely controlled by the other party and was helpless.
Buzz!
Jiang Yichen didn't hear the sound of his waist hitting the ground. He only heard the buzzing in his head. If his eyes were not blind, his eyes would be either completely black or filled with mixed colors, blurring and dazzling.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yichen felt that it was extremely difficult to even breathe. Not only could he not feel the presence of his feet, he couldn't even control his hands, and he couldn't sense whether he still held a sword in his hands.
In fact, if the ground had not been slightly soft and cushioned by the rain and blood, Jiang Yichen would have died or been disabled by this move.
When Jiang Yichen was caught unconscious, the farmer withdrew his hands, pushed himself down as fast as possible, and then struck Jiang Yichen with an elbow in the abdomen, only to cause secondary damage to Jiang Yichen's waist.
Jiang Yichen vomited a lot of bitter water from his stomach and hurriedly swallowed undigested food.
A cup of tea has arrived.
The plowman stood up from the ground.
The blacksmith's hammer, the woodcutter's ax, and the cook's knife fell on Jiang Yichen's vital parts.
The fisherman stayed quietly on one side, guarding against Leng Mei's attack.
As long as Leng Mei doesn't use that move, the fisherman will be very sure to stop him. In this case, Jiang Yichen will definitely die!
As I get older, my pupils become dirtier, as if this colorful world is a vast, filthy quagmire, and anyone who stays in it for a long time will inevitably get stained with some filth.
But as I get older, I always see things in the distance more clearly, as if the clouds in front of me have been cleared away, and I can see the essence behind it at a glance.
A face reflected in the fisherman's dirty pupils.
Although that face was three feet away, he could see it clearly.
It was a delicate and beautiful face, as lovely as his granddaughter, but the identity of the owner of the face in front of him happened to be a killer.
A killer who kills without blinking an eye and is terrifying.
He saw Leng Mei open her eyes.
The movement was so loud, of course she would open her eyes.
There was a chill in those smart eyes.
He saw Leng Mei move.
It's coming in the direction he is!
But in the next moment, he could only see the slightly closed door.
It seems that no one has ever meditated in front of the house, and everyone should be inside the house.
The fisherman was in a daze for a moment.
It wasn't until a gust of wind and drizzle soaked his wrinkled face that he woke up.
He could see clearly that something unexpected had appeared in the storm just now.
The fisherman sighed, feeling both happy and sad.
The happy thing is that he knows that a surprise attack consumes a lot of Leng Mei. They can certainly be proud of being able to push Leng Mei to this point. But once this move is used, Leng Mei may not be able to fight anymore.
The sad thing is that Leng Mei understands what he can understand. Since Leng Mei resolutely went out to rescue people, she was bound to kill people as well.
He had personally seen Leng Mei remove the heads of two death row prisoners, and the body of the death row prisoners was so hard that the five of them could not compare to it.
It is difficult for death row prisoners to escape death, but who among them can escape?
All of a sudden, my mind was spinning.
The fisherman had turned around and was not surprised to see the blacksmith, woodcutter and cook missing, but the plowman was nowhere to be found.
The pink light disappeared in that small area and reappeared in another place.
Leng Mei squatted on the ground and helped Jiang Yichen get up, but she couldn't even stand up herself.
On the side, the plowman spread his hands to cover the huge gap in his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood from bursting out.
After only a few breaths, the plowman suddenly collapsed.
Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen were unaware of this and were still trying to stand up and challenge.
The fishermen, blacksmiths, woodcutters, and cooks who saw this scene had sadness and anger in their eyes, as well as farewells, but no timidity or flinching.
As long as one of the five people is alive, he will be willing to be the straw that breaks the camel's back.
Even if all five people died, they didn't think these two young men could survive in that man's hands.