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

Chapter 42 The Death of Ren Yingying
"Elder Tong!"

The congregation of Fenglei Hall was angry, but the person who flew up from the cliff with Tong Baixiong was also stabbed to death by a sword as soon as his head appeared, and then fell straight down from the hundred-foot high slope together with Tong Baixiong's body.

Without the body protection of internal strength, the height of a hundred feet is enough to shatter their limbs. If the head hits the ground first, it will be torn apart like a watermelon, and the death is extremely tragic.

"Don't go up from here, you will be attacked! Go up the gentle slope from behind, go up together, don't be attacked one by one!"

Ren Yingying couldn't help shouting sharply.

Under the command of the holy lady, the congregation of the Sun Moon God Sect finally restored two points of order. Except for some people who stayed behind to take care of the wounded, the rest of the congregation walked around from all directions and went up the mountain full of anger.

Jia Bu pulled out the iron nail from his shoulder, threw it on the ground, and said with a frown, "Among the ambushers, there are experts. Could it be someone from Ouchi? But we have never had anything to do with them, why did they surprise us?"

"Could it be...the so-called decent parties begging for mercy from the imperial court, exchanging huge profits for the imperial court's hand?" Ren Yingying speculated wildly.

She was also a little at a loss at this time. Although she was pampered since she was a child, she was used to fighting in the world from the perspective of a superior, but the field of confrontation in the battlefield was still blank. The order just given was the result of her natural intelligence and dexterity.

Jia Bu managed to stand up, but his right palm, which was hard-pressed against the exploding wine jar, was still drooping, seemingly unconscious.

He said harshly: "This sneak attack killed or injured hundreds of members of our God Sect. This is a mass casualty that has not been seen in ten years. If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being! The disciples of Qinglong Hall obey the order! Follow me up the mountain to kill the enemy !"

The congregation, who were wearing green robes, suddenly became imposing, yelled loudly, and followed closely the steps of the disciples of Fenglei Hall.

With the backbone, Ren Yingying also breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Jia is indeed the first elder under the recognized leader. Even if the enemy can sneak attack and kill Uncle Tong, they will never be opponents who concentrate on Uncle Jia.

Sure enough, when he looked up again, the figures of the congregation had already appeared on the top of the mountain.A look of joy appeared on Ren Yingying's face, she was able to run from the rear to the front, obviously she had killed the enemy.

She didn't know that these hundreds of congregants went up the mountain aggressively. They thought they would meet a group of soldiers waiting in battle. Their eyes were red, their muscles were bulging, and their veins were bulging.

Unexpectedly, at the top of the mountain, there is only a big tree with two people hugging each other, so there is no enemy army there.

The congregation is like ants on a hot pot, shuttling back and forth in the forest, let alone enemies, not even a rabbit.

They stood on the hillside and looked down blankly. If it weren't for the corpses lying down and the charred ground that was blasted, they might think that everything just now was just their own illusion.

Could it be that there are actually very few enemies, just pile up the explosives here, and then one person ignites them all and throws them all down and runs away?

It's not impossible... Now they can still ask for a burnt smell like sulfur.

"Huh? What's the sound?"

One person wondered, and everyone looked back, and saw not far away, there was a long line of black sand and gravel gathered on the ground, with smoky flames flying fast above it.

"It's not a lead, is it?"

A person's tone was indifferent, as if he had lost his love.

The faces of the rest of the people changed drastically, and they screamed: "It's a trap! Run away!"

The word escape was detonated together with the gunpowder buried on the top of the mountain.

Ren Yingying was about to wave to the congregation on the top of the mountain, when there was a loud bang, and the sky was dyed orange.

The limbs of the congregation, together with the broken rocks, were scattered in all directions as fragments of the explosion.

It was also unclear whether it was blood or flames that drew red trails in the sky.

Ren Yingying's raised hand was completely frozen in the air, and her eyes were full of horror.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her chest, and she couldn't control herself and knelt on the ground.

She clutched her chest, her face was pale, and she tried her best to look behind her, only to see a figure in green clothes walking through the congregation at the foot of the mountain like a leisurely stroll.

It's like picking and choosing when shopping. When this person meets a congregation, he raises his hand and stabs a sword.If it is resisted, even the weapon in the opponent's hand will be shattered like ceramics, and then the sword will continue to slide into the opponent's throat or heart, without even a moment's delay.

There are no sword intents, moves, styles, nothing, nothing fancy, just like buying vegetables, with an almost daily attitude, harvesting the lives of the Sun Moon Sect members.

Even she, a holy lady, is not worth the other party's opening to say a word. The dead are no different from ordinary congregants.

This person... who is it?
Before Ren Yingying died, only this confusion remained in her mind.

Looking back, I saw the long sword in his hand, and saw the afterglow of the flames on one side of the sword, but on the other side, it was as white as jade.

Bai Jian...Chen Guang?
Ren Yingying looked into her lifeless eyes, full of confusion and bewilderment.

Solved a problem, followed by countless problems.

For example, why is he here, why is he so strong, why does the mountain explode, why does he dare to charge alone, why is he so young...

However, it's a pity that she wasted the time of returning to the light and thinking wildly, and before she had time to turn around, the blood in her heart ran out.

He just knelt down on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, his face pressed against the dirt, his eyes glazed over.

The holy lady of the Sun Moon God Religion died here.

"Bastard! He killed the holy lady! He killed the holy lady!"

The congregation at the foot of the mountain went crazy, even those who had been hit hard by the bomb but survived were limping, or crawling from the ground, desperately running towards Chen Guang's direction.

Chen Guang suddenly became happy. He thought that if he killed a few opponents, the morale of the group would collapse and they would flee in all directions.

At that time, it will be the workload of chasing a thousand pigs, which will be much more difficult than killing this group of people head-on.

This is also the reason why he used explosives before, trying to cause huge damage at once every time he made a shot, otherwise he would not have such a good chance if he ran away.

Fortunately, this group of people is indeed elite, so it is easy to fight.

Enemies rushed up from all directions, but before they had time to attack Chen Guang, his neck felt cold, and then his wrist suddenly lost the strength to raise his sword, and he fell directly to the ground.

There is a saying that if you can deal with four people at the same time when you are empty-handed, you will no longer be afraid of gang fights.Because there are only four people who can attack you at the same time.

With the addition of weapons, because the two sides can get a longer distance, the theory has to become: twelve people can be dealt with at the same time.

It just corresponds to the twelve directions of the alarm clock.

As long as you can deal with people from these twelve directions at the same time while holding a weapon, then no matter how many people come, it is just to deliver food.

So sometimes Chen Guang also wondered, how did the strong men who were piled to death by hundreds of thousands of troops in some novels die?

Are you exhausted?But can't you run when you're tired?
He shook his head, not thinking about this boring question.

Anyway, the strongest elites of Fenglei Hall and Qinglong Hall were basically all killed or injured by those two waves of bombs.

Among the rest of these people, there are not many first-rate masters, and compared with those Songshan people who have practiced evil swordsmanship, they are not much stronger...Although they all die with one sword.

In this way, Chen Guang walked forward slowly, while swinging the long sword in his hand randomly, like a player with a modifier that activates a one-hit kill in the game.

Within the range of the long sword, no one can survive for a second.

This situation lasted for a cup of tea, and finally, the Sun Moon God Sect retreated.

No matter how brave and fearless a person is, seeing a meat grinder running at full power in front of him, he won't rush into it without thinking, right?
(End of this chapter)