This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 1034: Unwavering commitment
Ke Hentian suddenly retreated, which caught everyone present off guard. Because of this person's reputation, even if he was unexpectedly defeated by Miao Yunyong, everyone thought that if this person could fight again, it would not be like this. It ended in such an anticlimactic manner.

But Ke Hentian's sudden retreat suddenly made Miao Yunyong feel a little uneasy. He stared at the swaying leaves and flowers of the trees behind him. Under his continuous gaze, the originally peaceful scenery actually made him feel uneasy. A strange sense of dissonance arose.

"not good!"

Miao Yunyong suddenly shouted: "Everyone, be careful!"

The moment he finished speaking, arrows shot up into the sky like raindrops, like a rapidly moving dark cloud. The shadow almost swallowed up the entire sky. It was an arrow!
Under Miao Yunyong's reminder, the Wudang disciples who reacted promptly swung their swords in groups to resist, but the bodyguards who didn't know why suffered heavy losses. They were unprepared and died from the wave of arrows almost instantly. among.

The arrow rain lasted for seven waves, almost every extra inch of the land was covered with snow-white arrows. After the arrow rain stopped, Miao Yunyong looked solemnly at the scene of corpses littering the field in front of him. My heart kept sinking.

Song Yangui immediately pulled out a feather arrow on the ground. His eyes were fixed on the arrow. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not a crossbow arrow."

This judgment is extremely important. Because of the danger of crossbows, except for the imperial army, no one in the world is allowed to hide large numbers of powerful crossbows. Even ordinary crossbows will be strictly controlled.

Since it was not a crossbow, Song Yangui was at least [-]% sure. This ambush looked like a Jin Yiwei style, and Jin Yiwei did not really participate in it.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Song!"

The shouts of the Wudang disciples on the side brought Song Yan back to his senses. It turned out that even though the Wudang disciples had been prepared for the wave of arrows just now, several of them were still injured.

"Brother!"

Song Yangui looked at Miao Yunyong, who nodded slightly, and then rushed out with a single step, leaving only one sentence: "Junior brother, you and the elders will protect the injured disciple, and leave the rest to me!"

Miao Yunyong dodged and ran into the dense forest. A moment later, the sound of a confrontation was heard. Song Yangui felt unsure about it. Just when he was about to make a move, a flying sword struck directly behind him.

"damn it!"

Song Yangui waved his sword with his backhand to block it. The force of the flying sword shocked him so much that he took seven or eight steps back before he regained his balance. As expected, Ke Hentian's figure appeared from the darkness again.

"It seems that Senior Ke is not convinced by the victory just now?" As he said that, Song Yangui did not dare to be careless. He immediately killed with his sword. Unlike his senior brother, he understood the true meaning of Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword Technique and made great progress in martial arts. Faced with such masters of magic, he could only stand a chance of winning by risking his life.

"It seems that you are much worse than your senior brother."

Ke Hentian pointed his sword at one point, and the flying sword soared into the sky. Then, 13 sword lights fell from the sky, blocking Song Yangui's path of advance and retreat. In the cage of sword energy, the opponent did not even have a chance to break the formation. .

"Qi Yunzi's luck is good, but that's all."

Ke Hentian raised his hand to recall the flying sword into his hand. He looked at Song Yangui and said calmly: "It is a blessing from heaven that two of his seven disciples can understand those sword techniques. When the water is full, it overflows. The moon is full." As for food, half of the Wudang Sect’s fortune lies with your senior brother, which is really a pity.”

This was the first time Ke Hentian sighed today. Song Yangui ignored the other party's profound words and just attacked the sword array until the sword trembled and cracked repeatedly, and even the tiger's mouth on his palm burst out with blood. , just stopped.

Most of the 13 sword lights had been destroyed at this moment. Ke Hentian looked up and silently sent the long sword forward. The flying sword escaped from the cage and flew across the nine levels of the sky, turning into countless stars and falling to the ground. , a group of Wudang disciples were swallowed up by the sword light in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!" Song Yangui was shocked to see it. He roared and swung his sword to destroy the last part of the sword array. Then he thrust his sword into the air and slashed out several sword energy in succession regardless of consumption. Even so, he could only Can barely block some of the stars.

When the stars in the sky fell and the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Song Yangui half-knelt on the ground with his sword in his hand and panted. The surroundings were in a mess. Except for a few Wudang elders who could barely stand, the rest of the disciples were almost all lying down. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and the air was filled with The strong smell of blood and the deathly silence made people almost despair.

"Ke Hentian!" Song Yangui's anger burned his eyes, and he could only hear him say in hatred: "My senior brother Jing, you are also a senior of the Taoist sect. Just now you left some strength in the competition, how dare you - actually dare!"

Ke Hentian said indifferently: "Your senior brother respects the chivalry and Taoist world in his heart, not me, a senior of the sect, but he was indeed merciful just now. Although I can still beat him by half in terms of internal strength, but If we use sword skills to compete, it is not impossible for him to take my life. In terms of understanding of Taoist sword techniques, he can now be ranked as one of the top three in the world."

After saying that, Ke Hentian added: "It's just that I am a person of the devil's way. Benevolence, justice, honor and disgrace are as fleeting to me. He spared my life, so why should I be grateful to him? Mrs. Chen has promised me enough." The reward is as long as I kill you. If I let you go, will Head Miao pay for Chen?"

"You!" Although Song Yangui also knew that it was meaningless to talk about morality with a demonic person, Ke Hentian's shameless behavior still made him angry.

The people who followed them down the mountain this time were all the top disciples of the inner sect. Even though these people are still insignificant now, in the near future they will surely become the pillars of Wudang like Song Yangui and the others. But now, all this has become impossible. .

Looking at Song Yangui who was struggling to get up, Ke Hentian said coldly: "Your life is more valuable than these people. If no one bids, Pindao doesn't want to kill you, but if you insist on seeking death, Pindao won't either." Would you mind giving you a ride?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Yangui shouted, dragging his broken body towards Ke Hentian to kill him. Injured beasts are often the most terrifying, not to mention the boundless hatred in this beast's heart.

In the chaos of the flash of sword light, it seemed to others that Song Yangui could really suppress Ke Hentian, but only he knew that this was just because the other party was not serious.

Ke Hentian was not merciful, but he had been paying attention to the movements not far away. When the killing outside completely stopped, he cut off Song Yangui's famous sword with the iron sword in his hand, and left it on the opponent's chest. The next deep scar.

Then, he immediately pulled away and stepped back, but the bloody sword energy came like a flying fireball, like a ball of flames hitting Ke Hentian's sword, causing him to groan, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Come.

"Master Miao has learned a lesson." Ke Hentian looked up deeply, then ran away without looking back.

Miao Yunyong didn't chase him. He immediately inserted the Heavenly Fierce Sword into the ground beside him, then helped Song Yangui sit down and transferred his true energy to heal his injuries.

After a long while, Song Yangui finally calmed down and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Miao Yunyong nodded, then glanced at the disciples who had suffered heavy losses in a complicated manner, and said in a deep voice: "Elders are affected, please take these disciples back to Wudang Mountain and lay them to rest. I will not go back."

"Senior brother?!" Song Yangui looked at him in shock and said in disbelief: "Is it possible that at this point, you still want to meet people from the Chen family?"

"Yes." Miao Yunyong admitted calmly.

Song Yangui found it difficult to accept: "Now that Wudang has suffered heavy losses, it is exactly when you, the leader of Wudang, are needed to take charge. If you leave at this time, how should we deal with the evil villains coming back again?"

"If I just retreat, it will be a real disaster for Wudang. Junior brother, the inheritance of Wudang is not the so-called reputation and a few books, but here," Miao Yunyong sighed softly. He looked at Song Yangui and raised his finger. He pointed at his heart, then pointed at the sword in his hand, and said seriously: "So I must go."

(End of this chapter)