This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 119
It was windy today, and the thick dark clouds covered the moonlight. In the pitch-black night, there was a faint flicker of coldness.

Among the bushes and big rocks, a strong middle-aged man with a red-tasseled gun was secretly watching Jin Yiwei's position. He lowered his voice and said, "Remember, I will send out a signal after burning incense, and you go out to entangle those hundreds of households." , Ahua and Amin and I secretly fought together to take down Lu Hanjiang."

"Obey!" After the group responded in a low voice, they dispersed and slowly approached the Jinyiwei's position.

"Uncle He, this Lu Hanjiang's martial arts skills are extremely high, can we really take him down with just the three of us?"

It was a young swordsman who spoke. If Lu Hanjiang was here, he would be able to tell from the voice that this person was the black-clothed swordsman who was rewarded by him when he was in Huashan. At this moment, he still covered his identity with a big black robe.

And the man holding the red-tasseled gun, who was called "Uncle He" by the swordsman Ahua, also fought against Lu Hanjiang when he was in the south of the Yangtze River.

Uncle He patted Ahua's shoulder with his hands, and said: "Don't look too high on Lu Hanjiang, his martial arts are indeed extremely high, but one, we are in the dark, they are in the light, and two, there are all masters around him." They were sent to hunt down that Yin Zhixie, and the three—”

"Three, with me here this time, what are you worried about?"

It was another young man who took over the conversation. He tossed the throwing knife up and down in his hand, and said quite complacently: "When I let 'Sha Na An' go, I don't care what he does to appease him. It's all fish on the board."

"Amin, don't underestimate Jin Yiwei, be careful and stumble." Seeing Amin's casual look of underestimating the enemy, Uncle He warned seriously.

A Ming replied with a smile: "Uncle He is the one who just told Ahuamo to think highly of others, and now he is here to teach me again, but it's nothing more than a group of guards in Jinyi. My 'Shina'an' is colorless and tasteless, and it works very quickly. A reckless man with no internal strength is not allowed to be slaughtered by us."

"That's right, it's just that the effect of your medicine comes on quickly, but goes away faster." Ahua looked at him sarcastically and said.

Amin's smiling face froze, and he glared at Ah Hua bitterly, and said with a sneer, "Oh, so you are very capable? On Huashan Mountain, I was beaten as a sandbag and lay on the bed for more than half a year. It is so majestic." what."

"you!"

"Okay, shut up!"

Ahua got angry and was about to speak back, but was stopped by Uncle He. He looked at the two people who were facing each other, and sighed helplessly: "Stop arguing, we are still fighting at this time, if something important is missed, I want to see how the adults punish you when I go back!"

Only then did the two of them stop talking resentfully, and turned their heads away, neither of them was willing to accommodate the other.

Uncle He shook his head, stared at the Jinyiwei's position, and said in a deep voice: "Listen well, if something goes wrong, each of you will run for your own life, and you must not fall into the hands of Jinyiwei, understand?"

"know."

After the two agreed, they hid quietly in the grass with Uncle He.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Uncle He calculated that it was almost done, so he turned around and nodded to Amin. Amin understood, and immediately threw the small cloth bag in his hand into the air, and then threw a throwing knife, only heard a pop , the "Momentary Darkness" powder drifted with the wind towards Jin Yiwei's position.

Bai Hu, with his sensitive ears, caught the movement, and immediately looked in the direction of the sound. He squinted his eyes, and suddenly a shining flying knife came straight towards his face.

"who!"

The hundred households pulled out the Xiuchun Knife and slashed the flying knife, and his shouts of fright and anger made the whole camp enter a battle state. In the darkness, dozens of figures flickered and surrounded them from all directions. .

"court death!"

Jin Yiwei had a lot of people and was not afraid of these little thieves at all, but when the hundred households guarding the periphery came into close contact with the thieves, they realized that the true energy in their bodies was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to mobilize at all.

"Not good! Someone poisoned!"

Baihu's loud shout reminded all the brothers, but even if they couldn't use their internal energy, the Xiuchun knife in their hands was not for decoration, and they fought bravely to fight those thieves one by one.

Due to the lack of internal support, the dozens of thieves actually beat everyone back in the formation. Seeing this, the mustache Baihu who was guarding "Lu Hanjiang" became impatient.

This person's name is Cui Yixiao, and he worked under Lu Hanjiang's command when he was still in Qianhu. He has been Bian Guang's right-hand man all year round, so he was assigned the task of protecting "Lord Lu".

Cui Yixiao drew out his knife and stood beside "Lord Lu", loudly said: "The thieves are only brave for a while, hold them back, once the reinforcements arrive, they will have nowhere to escape!"

As he said that, he took out the arrow and was about to shoot it towards the sky, but unexpectedly, another throwing knife came from the secret and directly knocked the arrow in his hand into the air.

Cui Yixiao was startled and angry, and saw three more people jumping out of the darkness, coming straight towards him.

The assassins and thieves around blocked the Jin Yiwei on the way and cleared a way for the three of them. Cui Yixiao yelled and went forward, shouting, "Protect your lord!"

Facing the Xiuchun knife in Cui Yixiao's hand, Uncle Meng ignored it and continued to move forward, while A Hua attacked with the sword, pouring his true energy into the blade, knocking the knife away from the opponent's hand with just one move.

"cough!"

Cui Yixiao couldn't use her internal strength right now, her heart trembled wildly from the shock of A Hua's sword, and she almost couldn't stand still.

Seeing Uncle He approaching "Master Lu" step by step with a gun, all the surrounding households were red-eyed, trying to exchange injuries with the thief, and they also wanted to lean this way, still not forgetting their anger Drink: "The thief dares!"

Uncle He only had one target in his eyes, "Lu Hanjiang". His pace became faster and faster, and the panic, anger, and sternness of the people around him were all left behind by him.

A red-tasseled gun shot out like a dragon, aimed at "Lu Hanjiang" who was frightened and froze in place and dared not move: "Lu Hanjiang, die!"

"Lord be careful!"

At this critical juncture, Cui Yixiao quickly took off the scabbard hanging from his waist and threw it towards "Lu Hanjiang"'s leg, almost hitting it again and again.

With a scream, "Lu Hanjiang" bent his legs, and Uncle He's gun pierced his shoulder, failing to stab him to death.

"what--"

"Lu Hanjiang" clenched the handle of the gun with both hands and cried out in pain, with snot and tears streaming down his face. Looking at the face distorted by pain, Uncle He's heart jumped suddenly.

Something is wrong, Lu Zhenfu, who chased him and Mo Hufa to kill indiscriminately in the south of the Yangtze River, became so embarrassing like a baby boy.

Suddenly, Uncle He saw a clue from the expression on "Lu Hanjiang", he hastily let go of the red-tasseled spear, and scratched the face of "Lu Hanjiang" with both hands, and he actually took off a mask.

Staring at the strange face in front of him, Uncle He's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and while he was in a daze, Amin's anxious voice came from his ear: "Time is running out!"

"Come on!"

Uncle He's roar resounded throughout the entire battlefield, and he didn't even have time to make up for the fake Lu Hanjiang. He raised his gun and swept away, swiping away the guards blocking the road in front of him, and led the crowd towards the place where the horses were parked in the distance.

Uncle He rushed all the way, the Jin Yiwei who blocked the way had no internal strength and couldn't even stop him with a single shot, the encirclement was easily torn apart, he led a few people into the horse herd, and when he was pulling the leash to get on the horse, but I saw a young man in a big jacket dismounting from his horse.

A familiar face came into view, and Uncle He froze in place, but he saw the man calmly tied the horse rope to the tree and smiled at him.

"good evening."

(End of this chapter)