The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 212 Seeing injustice on the road, a sword comes out
Wu Zhai poured another glass of wine, raised his neck to dry it, and praised:
"Good wine!"

Xiang Wentian said to the old man in white:
"Senior Xiang, I drank three glasses of wine from you. Thank you, thank you very much!"

The thin man from the Demon Cult shouted:

"The surname Xiang, the matter is over, come with us to see the leader, ask him to let go of the old man, maybe there will be no way out. You are also a hero of our sect, do you really want to fight with blood and blood, so that you can make others laugh?"

Xiang Wentian let out a hey, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, but there was a "choking" sound. It turned out that there was an iron chain tied between his hands. He must have escaped from prison. The bondage has not yet been removed.

Wu Zhai stood up, put his hands on his waist, and said loudly:
"Senior Xiang is tied with an iron chain, how can he fight with you? I drank three cups of good wine from his old man, so I have no choice but to help him defend against the enemy. Whoever wants to die, step forward!"

When Xiang Wentian saw that he was crazy and forced himself to stand out for no reason, he couldn't help being very surprised, and said in a low voice:
"Boy, why do you want to help me?"

Wu Zhai said:
"Seeing injustice on the road, draw a knife to help."

Xiang Wentian said:

"Where's your knife?"

Wu Zhai said:
"On the dead."

Then he stood up, walked towards the group of heroes step by step, and said loudly:

"Whoever wants to die first, lend me your weapon!"

All of a sudden, the sword was dazzling, more than a dozen weapons were slashing at him, Wu Zhai stepped on the three folded clouds, everyone's eyes blurred, the Taoist priest of Taishan School lightened his waist, looked down, Wu Zhai was already holding his Jian jumped back to the gazebo.

These few times the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, extremely fast.

The righteous group of heroes waited to stop him, but he saw blood spurting from the neck of the Taishan Taoist, he covered it with his hand, but the blood spurted more and more...

After only a few breaths, the Taoist twitched and fell to the ground, seeing that he couldn't live!
A man beside him was furious, roared, and chased after him, approaching the pavilion within a few feet, he raised his single sword and chopped down at Wu Zhai.

Xiang Wentian seemed to have eyes behind his back, he didn't turn his head, he kicked out with his left foot, and the sole of his foot hit the man's chest, the man let out a loud cry, and flew straight out, the single-handed slash he made with his right hand was fierce, and he wiped it With a loud noise, he cut off his right leg.

The man shook a few times, then collapsed limply, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

There was thunderous applause among the Demon Cultists, and dozens of people shouted:
"Use your handsome skills to the right!"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, raised his hands and clasped fists at the members of the Demon Cult, thanking the cheers, the iron chains under his hands collided with each other, and there was a "clang clang" sound.

Wu Zhai said in a low voice:
"Shift to the left, my two younger sisters are entrusted to you!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged his sword backwards, walked out of the gazebo, and said:
"I don't want to change my name, I don't want to change my surname, I'm traveling alone for thousands of miles, Tian Boguang, I'm in a bad mood today, I want to kill a few more people. Those who want to die stay, those who don't want to die get fucked!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the sword light flickering, and the three long swords pointed at Wu Zhai, but it was Hou Renxiong and other three disciples from the Qingcheng School who attacked him, one sword pointed at his waist, and two swords pointed at his back, evenly spaced apart. Less than a foot.

Hou Renxiong shouted:
"Silver thief, kneel down!"

After drinking this sound, the long sword moved forward.

Wu Zhai laughed out loud, and waved his hand back, the long sword flashed like lightning, three palms of the Qingcheng sect disciple broke off at the same time, and the three long swords fell to the ground together.

Hou Renxiong and the other three held their wrists and let out a miserable trombone. Before they could retreat, Wu Zhai struck another sword. The three of them covered their throats together and knelt down on the ground. After a while, there was no movement.

Xiang Wentian applauded:

"Good swordsmanship!"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"What is this, it's just an appetizer."

Suddenly, Xiang Wentian shouted, followed by the sound of "crackling" iron chains, two men in black had rushed into the gazebo, attacking Xiang Wentian.

One of these two men was holding double-armed wands of iron, and the other was holding double iron plates, both of which were Shen Gan weapons, the four weapons collided with Xiang Wentian's iron chains, sparks flew everywhere.

With a flash of Wu Zhai's figure, the two of them stood still suddenly, and the sticks and iron plates in their hands fell to the ground with a "clang", their eyes gradually lost sight, and they fell forward.

It turned out that each of them had a blood hole in their back hearts, Xiang Wentian was secretly startled, with his martial arts cultivation, he didn't see clearly how Wu Zhai stabbed these two swords!

The leader of the Demon Cult shouted:

"Eight guns go up."

Another eight black-clothed men held long spears and grabbed them from all sides of the pavilion. There were two long spears on each side of the southeast and northwest, and stabbed towards Wentian.

Xiang Wentian shouted to Wu Zhai:

"Friend, you go away!"

The shouting continued, eight long spears pierced in front of him, Xiang Wentian suddenly turned around extremely quickly, swung the iron chain on his hand, and hit all the weapons "jingling".

His body was like a spinning top, his eyes were dazzled by the spinning, and he even swung the eight spears away.

The leader of the Demon Cult shouted:
"Slowly attacking Youdou, it consumes his strength!"

The eight gunmen responded in unison:
"Yes!"

Each of them took two steps back, waiting for Xiang Wentian's strength to weaken slightly and a gap to appear in the iron chain before attacking again. Everyone onlookers with some experience could see that no matter how high Xiang Wentian's martial arts was, he would never be able to spin endlessly for a long time. , this way of fighting will eventually lead to exhaustion of strength and defeat.

There were shouts from the Demon Cult, and two more rushed into the gazebo.

Both of them used the octagonal copper hammer to slam it straight up and down. Xiang Wentian laughed, suddenly his left leg squatted slightly, and the iron chain was thrown out, hitting the waist of the man who used the copper hammer.

The man yelled "Ah", and the copper hammer in his left hand came back and hit the top of his head, his brain burst immediately, and the eight gunmen fired eight spears, stabbing at Wentian, front, back, left, and right.

Xiang Wentian swung the iron chain and fired two guns, and the steel guns of the other six people stabbed at his left flank at the same time. If you shoot the second shot, you can't avoid the third shot, let alone all six shots?
With a glance, Wu Zhai saw the six spears piercing, and Xiang Wen was inescapable. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered Dugu Nine Swords' fourth style "Broken Spear Style". The long sword flashed out, and only heard With a sound of clang, the eight long spears fell together, and the eight spears fell, but only made a sound of "clang", almost falling to the ground at the same time.

Wu Zhai pierced the throats of eight people with one sword, there is a difference in order, but the sword is so fast, the eight people seemed to be hit by the sword at the same time.

Once he fired his long sword, it was difficult to stop, he suddenly jumped into the encirclement of hundreds of people from the Devil's Cult, and followed the fifth style "Breaking the Whip".

This "whip-breaking style" is just a general name, and there are many variations, including steel whip, iron mace, acupoint prong, judge's pen, kidnapper, eyebrow thorn, dagger, axe, iron plate, and octagonal hammer.Short weapons such as iron cones can break through.

For a moment, the sword lights flashed in the Demon Cult formation, and some people kept dropping their weapons, but there was no sound of weapons colliding. It was obvious that no one was a good general!
Wu Zhai's attack was extremely cruel. Those who got hit by the sword would either have their throat cut or their heart stabbed. These are serious injuries that will undoubtedly kill them. They really killed ten people in one go...

(End of this chapter)