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Chapter 131: One is a hundred

When Hua Bushi and Li Hu arrived at the riverside, the two cargo ships were already more than twenty feet away from the shore.

Meng Qingshan and Xiri Ahong stood on the shore, but they were unable to fly to the ship because they were too far away. However, Ma Wuhua was already standing on the deck of one of the ships, holding in his hand

A big iron anchor.

Both ships were not small, and both were over ten feet long. On the decks of the two ships, there were forty or fifty men holding swords. They were indeed the demonic men who had been ambushed in the cabin earlier.

Ma Wuhua stood proudly on the bow of the ship with one hand on his waist and the other holding the anchor. The big anchor was extremely huge. The three barbs on the anchor were thicker than an ordinary person's arm. In terms of weight,

It weighs at least a thousand kilograms, but carrying it in Ma Wuhua's hand is like carrying a wooden stick without any effort at all!

The men holding swords stood on the other side of the deck, confronting Ma Wuhua.

The sails of the two ships have been raised on the masts, and they are sailing towards the center of the river, getting further and further away from the shore. Seeing that the leader of our gang is alone on the enemy ship, and the other party has at least several

There were ten people on the shore. Although Meng Qingshan and Xiri Ahong were anxious, they were helpless. Even if they jumped into the river and swam across, they would not be able to catch up with the speed of the ship.

There was no sign of anxiety on Ma Wuhua's face. Suddenly he roared, turned around, twisted his waist, and waved his arm. The big iron anchor was thrown out like a giant sharp arrow!

He used so much energy to roar that even Hua Bushi, who was standing on the shore twenty or thirty feet away, felt as if he heard a thunderbolt from the blue and almost had his eardrums burst! And the big iron anchor shook

The power it released was even more powerful, making a sound of wind and slamming into the side of another cargo ship. It immediately pierced the side of the ship, penetrated the bottom plate, and fell straight into the river!

The two cargo ships are more than twenty feet offshore, but the distance between the two ships is not too far, only four or five feet. There is an iron chain behind the big iron anchor, and one end of the chain is placed on the bow of the ship.

On the steel nails on the deck, at this time, the iron anchor on the ship was thrown by Ma Wuhua, and passed through the side of another cargo ship before sinking into the water. The two ships were strung together by iron chains, and they were both connected when they fell.

On the big anchor in the river!

Ma Wuhua actually used a large iron anchor to lock the two ships. If the anchor was not pulled up, the two cargo ships would be unable to sail forward!

He stood on the bow of the ship and said sternly: "No one can escape unless I, Junior Brother Lei, die!"

Ma Wuhua stepped on the steel nail on the bow of the ship. Under the huge force, the whole ship sank. He shouted again: "You devil rats, who dares to come out and fight with me!"

The leader of the "Dongting Gang" who looked like a scoundrel showed his demeanor as a top expert, exuding an unrivaled aura. Under his intimidation, the man standing at the other end of the deck

The demonic gang members were all frightened and kept shrinking back!

But at this moment, there was only a "bang" sound, and a big hole was suddenly broken into the deck under Ma Wuhua's feet, and two figures shot straight up from the hole!

Something unexpected happened, and Ma Wuhua reacted very quickly. As soon as the deck shattered, he immediately flew into the air. The wind roared in his palms and the shadows of his fists flew. He had already exchanged several moves with the enemy who jumped out from under the deck in mid-air!

After several muffled sounds, the figures were separated at the first touch. Ma Wuhua was already standing on the side of the ship, and there were two people standing on the decks on both sides of him.

The person on the left is a Taoist priest with white beard and hair, wearing a navy blue robe and a Taoist crown on his head. He has a ruddy complexion and has a somewhat childlike face with a straight face and a Taoist fairy-like temperament. The one on the right is a middle-aged man.

The warrior has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a strong back and strong waist, and is dressed in a strong outfit, making him look very tough.

Hua Bushi stood on the shore, more than twenty feet away from the cargo ship in the river. He stared at the two people and could only see the general appearance of the two people. However, he heard the second master Meng next to him let out a startled cry and said: "It's strange.

, why are the two of them here!"

Hua Bushi asked: "Who are they? Could it be that Mr. Meng knows them?"

Meng Qingshan said: "They are all leaders of the Jianghu sect in Changsha City. The old Taoist is Mi Hongzhan of the Yuelu Sect, and the middle-aged man is Sikong Qin, the leader of the Liuhe Sect."

Hua Bushi said "Oh", his mind changed quickly, and he immediately remembered that Chu Yiyi once said that the "Nine Immortals Association" of the Demonic Dao had annexed several sects in Changsha City, including the "Yuelu Sect" and "Liuhe Sect"

"Sect", the leaders of these sects have all been controlled by the "Shuang Ji" Zhuo Yiwen, it seems that this matter is indeed true.

When Ma Wuhua on the boat saw these two people, she showed a look of surprise on her face and said: "How could it be you? Did you improperly leave the leader alone and join the devil?"

The heads of the two families were expressionless, so the old Taoist Mi Hongzhan asked: "Who are you?"

Although Ma Wuhua, the leader of the "Dongting Clan" is famous, not many people in the world know Ma Wuhua's true appearance, so it is not surprising that an experienced person would ask this question.

However, after listening to Mi Hongzhan's words, Ma Wuhua showed a strange look on her face and said: "Mi Laodao, don't you remember me? We met three years ago. How come your memory has become so bad?"

Difference?"

Mi Hongzhan, a Taoist with white beard and hair, said coldly: "I have seen more than a thousand gangsters, why do I have to remember you, a rogue like you!"

When Ma Wuhua heard this, he laughed angrily and said, "Okay, that's right! I am a scoundrel, but today I want to see what you, the leader of the Yuelu Sect, are capable of!"

He turned his eyes and looked at the middle-aged warrior standing on the other side, and said: "Sikong Qin, although you and I have no friendship, I have often heard people say that the master of the Liuhe Gate in Changsha City is a good man.

, but I didn’t expect that you would also become a minion of the devil!”

The middle-aged warrior looked at Ma Wuhua with cold eyes, but said nothing.

But I heard the old Taoist Mi Hongzhan shouting loudly: "Disciples from the Yuelu Sect and Liuhe Sect obeyed the order and stepped forward to besiege this rogue. Anyone who shrinks from the battle will be killed without mercy!"

The dozens of men standing on the deck turned out to be gang members of these two sects in Changsha City. They had just seen Ma Wuhua throw a large anchor with one hand to lock the two ships, showing tremendous power, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

There is some fear. However, these people have been in the sect for a long time and will never dare to disobey the leader's order. What's more, the leaders of both factions are now on the boat. Our side has the advantage because of the large number of people, but there is only one opponent.

.

As a result, they no longer retreated and surrounded him with weapons in hand.

Seeing this, Ma Wuhua suddenly raised his neck, laughed loudly, and said: "Old Taoist Mi, I thought you were somewhat heroic, but you have disappointed me so much. As the leader, you can only call me disciples and disciples."

Come and die!"

Mi Hongzhan heard Ma Wuhua's ridicule, but did not answer. He waved his hand and ordered: "Kill!"

Several gang members brandished weapons and rushed to attack. However, Ma Wuhua's body swayed and he had already dodged the sword. There was only a "bang" sound, and one of the gang members had been punched by him.

He was beaten so hard that he fell out of the boat and flew several feet away before falling into the Xiangjiang River with a "pop" sound!

At the same time, Mi Hongzhan and Sikong Qin launched an attack at the same time and attacked Ma Wuhua!

Swords flashed, fists flew, and a chaotic battle broke out on the deck of the cargo ship in an instant.

In a fierce battle, it is certainly advantageous to fight with more people and fewer people, but in many cases, more people are not necessarily better. Without a suitable strategy, or the besiegers do not cooperate well enough, too many people will be a burden.

No power.

Generally speaking, when multiple people besiege one person, the ones with higher martial arts skills will fight head-on, while the others will be surrounded by others, waiting for opportunities to take turns to attack. This is because the space around a person is limited and they can attack him at the same time.

There are only four or five people at most. If more people come together, they will fall into chaos and hinder each other.

The people on the cargo ship besieged Ma Wuhua, but the strategy they adopted was a bit strange. Mi Hongzhan and Sikong Qin, the two leaders of the two sects with the highest martial arts skills, did not confront Ma Wuhua head-on, but instead let their disciples

While attacking from the front, the two leaders wandered around the periphery, finding an opening while Ma Wuhua was attacking the gang disciples, and suddenly cut in to attack.

This style of play, to put it bluntly, is to use the help of the disciples to get injured in exchange for the opportunity for two masters to surprise and attack!

This kind of fighting method is also a way of consuming the opponent's skill at the expense of the safety of his disciples.

Within a few breaths, four or five people had been injured and fell to the ground, or were thrown into the river. Every time Ma Wuhua attacked and injured the other disciples, Mi Hongzhan and Si Qin would suddenly approach and attack.

When Ma Wuhua launched a counterattack, the two of them jumped away instantly!

At this time, the hulls of the two ships were already close to each other. The gang members on the other cargo ship jumped onto the ship one after another. Hundreds of disciples from the two sects had gathered on the deck, shouting loudly and surrounding them.

Battle group.

Seeing more and more enemies, the expression on Ma Wuhua's face did not change at all, and the boxing skills in his hands became more and more steady. Each move was powerful and flawless, showing the magnanimity of a martial arts master.

At this time, the situation was very clear. Mi Hongzhan and Sikong Qin were planning to win by relying on more, and wanted to fight a war of attrition. No matter how strong and powerful Ma Wuhua was in martial arts, he would defeat hundreds of enemies.

They also have to put in a lot of effort, and Mi Hongzhan and his two men may have a chance to win.

The two boats were more than thirty feet away from the dock. Meng Qingshan, Xiri Ahong and others on the shore watched the fierce fight on the boats in the river, but they were unable to go to help and jumped in fear.

Hua Bushi looked as usual and said to Meng Qingshan: "Mr. Meng, don't worry. Brother Ma Wu is very strong in martial arts and has profound skills. Even if the opponent has more people, he is still no match for Brother Wu. More and more people will be knocked down."

If there are too many, their hearts will be timid, and they will surely become confused and even fall."

Meng Qingshan said: "I hope it's like Mr. Hua said. It's really dangerous for a gang leader to fight one against a hundred, but there must be no accident!"


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