Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops in the beginning

Chapter 41 Gourd
Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two people shouted loudly and drew their swords.

Swish, swish white light flashed, the two of them clutched their throats, their eyes widened and they collapsed to the ground.

Immediately, the two white bands of light remaining in the air slowly disappeared over time.

Chen Guang retracted his sword, glanced at the situation of the village under the mountain, turned his head and walked in the direction he came from.

Of the more than 30 people who were left behind, I only secretly killed more than half of them on the way, and a small half followed behind. Now there is no need for these spies from Songshan to pass orders to me, and they can be eliminated.

On the next day, everyone in the Sun Moon God Sect was full of food and drink, and continued to march in a bustling manner.

Seen from the sky, it looks like a swarm of yellow and black ants leaves a corpse whose abdomen has been hollowed out, and the whole village becomes sparse and lonely, lifeless.

After a long time, someone came out to clean up the mess. From time to time, some stumps and broken arms were found in the corners, and they were gathered together, regardless of whether they were correct. Anyway, they could be assembled into a complete corpse in the end, according to the shape of the head. Who will be buried.

The people of the Sun Moon God Sect really obeyed the orders of the holy aunt, so they didn't kill any more people. These people were just killed by them inadvertently when they were eating and drinking until they got excited, playing and playing.

Among the 1000 villagers who served them, only about 25 people died, and an average of [-] congregants killed one person. Compared with their usual style, it is indeed called a ban.

It's just that the heroes of the Sun Moon God Religion are heroic, free-spirited, upright, and informal, and they are all the heroic characters that Linghu Chong loves to befriend in the original book, so naturally he has nothing to worry about.

After eating rice wine and livestock in the village, wiping their mouths, and going on the road in style, even Ren Yingying didn't take the little things here to heart.

Chen Guang was lucky to meditate on a hillside. He spent the whole night last night and finally dealt with those Songshan faction people.

One or two, the evil spirit swordsmanship is pretty smooth.

After the last run on Sunday, Chen Guang stood up, looked at the teams heading towards Jiangsu from a distance, and said in a low voice, "Finally came out of the village...otherwise it would be hard to do anything."

If there had been a surprise attack before dawn last night, Chen Guang would indeed have the confidence to kill dozens of people at once and then escape unscathed.But next, if they look for themselves in the village, the whole village will suffer.

I can only blame myself for being a day late, but I have not been delayed along the way, so I can only say that this village is unlucky.

Chen Guang stood quietly on the hillside, leaning against a big tree, waiting for the members of the Demon Cult to pass by the road at the foot of the hillside.

He didn't have to wait long. The Demon Cult's marchers didn't talk about queues, but they weren't sparse. Instead, they looked top-heavy. There was a big lump at the front, followed by a tail that was getting smaller and smaller.

It's like... a drop of water.

Chen Guang's heart sank suddenly.

For the past three years, he kept telling himself that in this world of low martial arts, it was enough to practice martial arts with peace of mind and accumulate the capital to go to the next world.

But think about the truly indestructible water drop in reality, even though it looks round and has no sharp point, it is sharper than any knife tip in the world. Once you touch the water drop, the end will only be easily pierced. The corpse slid away in all directions on the surface of the water drop, and the last drop of blood would not stain it.

This result will not be changed just because he has internal strength, he knows Dugu Nine Swords...

Thinking about it this way, everything in front of him became dull.In fact, the pressure of the water droplets has always made Chen Guang faintly depressed, which is one of the reasons why he always kills directly without any scruple.

Chen Guang suddenly said, "System, can I choose the next world?"

System: [The choice is meaningless. The host can refuse to enter a certain world, but before entering, the detailed information of the universe will not be open to us. The host just gave up one blind box and chose another blind box. 】

Chen Guang had no choice but to give up when he heard the words, and sighed: "Well, as expected, we can only rely on momentum to make up for the probability problem."

Then he took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "Then hurry up and get rid of this group of cockroaches, complete the mission issued by the world and return me to my original physical body, and go to the next world."

After speaking, he took out a torch from the system backpack, lit it with flint, and held it in his hand.

On the other hand, a wine jar with the red words "daughter" on it suddenly appeared.It's just that the lid of the wine jar was replaced with a cork with a lead wire inserted.

Bai Jian Chen Guang, who has no swords in both hands, is ready to attack.

……

Jia Bu, the elder of Qinglong Hall, was riding on a horse. He was one of the few people in the Demon Cult who rode a mount.

His hair was thin, his beard was gray, his face was yellow, and his body heaved and fell on the horse's back. He seemed to be just an ordinary old man with no inner strength.

Just suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and when he looked up, a black object fell from the sky.

Jia Bu didn't change his face, and flew straight up from the horse's back, obviously with extremely high internal strength, and slammed his palm on the black shadow.

"boom!!"

The sudden fire engulfed him, everyone in the Demon Cult raised their heads when they heard the sound, and saw that the sky was fiery red, and one after another red and black wine jars poured out of the flames, falling against the flames.

Some people also subconsciously slapped their palms, and then, like Jia Bu, they were surrounded by fire balls.

Some people allowed it to fall to the ground, and amid the bang, the steel nails and iron pieces hidden inside scattered like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and countless congregants with average internal strength screamed and covered their heads, faces, chests and abdomens and other vital organs.

Some masters saw something was wrong, pushed it out with soft strength, and then watched in despair as another wine jar that fell beside them exploded.

"There is an ambush!"

"It's gunpowder! Scatter! Scatter!"

Amidst clusters of flames and roars, the assembled Demon Cult team was blown to pieces.

Although this is a small mountain depression, only one side is next to the mountain, and the explosives were thrown from the mountain on this side.The members of the Devil's Cult scattered to avoid each other, and finally dispersed until everyone was ten meters away from each other, and the loss of personnel stopped.

The fire began to spread on the mountain, and they watched their companion's corpse burn into a mass of scorched corpses in the sea of ​​flames, their eyes were tearing apart, they gritted their teeth and cursed.

"Despicable and shameless! Surprise attack!"

"Catch alive! Capture all the people in ambush alive! I peeled off their skins!"

"Damn it, the old emperor is finally going to attack our Sun Moon God Sect?"

Since the Song Dynasty, the army has been using gunpowder, and in the Ming Dynasty there was a formal system of management, so these congregants also knew what it was, but it was the first time that it was put into use on such a large scale.

The congregation spread out in a huge area, and there was chaos at this moment. I saw a burly and strong old man with a gloomy expression, and he gave a calming shout: "Fengleitang will follow me up the mountain to kill the enemy! Other brothers treat the wounded!"

Then he took the lead and climbed towards the hillside less than [-] meters high.

"Yes!" The congregation, who were dressed similarly to him, also followed the hall master, Tong Baixiong, to the mountain.

It's just that the movement was a little slow, and from time to time someone looked carefully at the sky, for fear that another black thing would fall.

Seeing that Fengleitang was in action, the congregants at the other halls also rushed to put out the fire and treat the wounded who were suspected to be alive.

The gunpowder seemed to be powerful, but in fact, almost all the damage was caused by the iron nails and iron filings hidden in it, covering the firepower of hundreds of people, and the real casualties in the end were only over a hundred.

Because Ren Yingying was at the forefront and didn't want to mix with the congregation, she only had four or five followers, so she was not affected.

She hurriedly found Jia Bu who was the first to attack the exploding wine jar with his bare hands, and found that he was still alive, but his mouth and nose were bleeding, half of his body was charred, and a nail had been pierced into his shoulder, but he was lucky not to hit the vital part.

Lifting Jia Bu up, Ren Yingying immediately began to heal his wounds, raised her head, looked at Tong Baixiong's figure, and said with a sigh of relief: "You really deserve to be Uncle Tong, who acted so decisively."

Jia Bu coughed and snorted coldly: "The officers and soldiers who can only use insidious tricks will never be the opponent of Elder Tong. I'm afraid they will be killed by tigers and sheep. I hope he can keep a few alive. Otherwise, I won't even have the chance to take revenge."

Ren Yingying stared at Tong Baixiong's figure and felt a little relieved. She saw him leap a few times, and jumped to the top of the mountain by stepping on the branches and rocks on the mountain wall.

Then as soon as his head appeared, a ray of white light pierced through Tong Baixiong's eyebrows and pierced out from the back of his head like a rainbow piercing through the sun.

Before his raised feet landed on the mountain, both of them fell powerlessly, and someone strung his head into a gourd in mid-air.

Ren Yingying was stunned, her almond eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)