Forced to be a villain, my righteousness comes first

Chapter 131

The solemn and solemn high wall in the daytime reflects a faint and eerie light under the dim light of night.

The hustle and bustle of peace behind him has not yet gone away, but the brutal fighting ahead has already faintly heard.

The winding path is secluded, passing through the winding and narrow alleys, and turning over a beautiful garden. Between the pavilions and attics, the whistling wind has already brought a faint fishy smell.

Li Xing slowed down, he didn't want to rush into the battlefield rashly, and then become a target for others, and he didn't want to participate in it, to compete for those opportunities that seemed to exist...

It can be considered that I have come here, but I have not met any people from the rivers and lakes. Obviously, there should be some reason why I came to this direction and they gave up.

But for Li Xing, this place is just right!
Across a wall, the sound of shouting and killing, and the crisp sound of swords, guns and sticks colliding with each other, had already clearly reached Li Xing's ears, and in front of him was a wall seven or eight meters high.

A wall of this height is not an obstacle to a master of lightness kung fu, but no one is willing to spend energy on competing with a wall.

Ashamed, this wall has also become a huge obstacle for Li Xing, but fortunately he doesn't have to go over it!

Turning around and looking around in the garden, Li Xing immediately found a natural viewing platform. It was a pine and cypress with a history of hundreds of years. The height between the treetops was almost ten meters high. the occlusion of...

There are hardly any better places to view it!

With a few ups and downs, Li Xing easily crossed the 3 or 4 meter wide pool, fell under the tree, and climbed up the treetop with a few more ups and downs.

Picking a good location, Li Xing peeled away the dense layers of leaves, and the battlefield behind the wall can be seen at a glance in an instant.

The battle seems to have lasted for a long time, and the battle on the field seems to have entered a fierce stage.

There were people lying down on the ground, weapons were scattered all over the ground, and there were pools of bright blood springs. With the quiet moonlight, one could see bursts of spiritual light reflected from the blood springs. The spiritual light blended with the night, painting the entire battlefield into a blur. A piece of bright red.

Blood flowed like a river, that's all.

Li Xing raised his gaze slightly, and put it into the distance, and the situation on the battlefield came into view.

This should have been a place like the altar and martial arts field of the City Lord's Mansion. The square was empty and free of debris, the ground was covered with bluestone floor tiles, and a three-story wooden tower was located in the center of the square.

From a normal point of view, it should be a solemn and solemn place, but it is incompatible with the killing atmosphere at this moment.

Needless to say, it can be guessed that this three-story building is the focus of tonight. The original Daozang of the "Li Tian Dao Ren" that has been advertised throughout the city and leads to the road to heaven and man is quietly staying here at this moment. on the third floor of the tower.

These people from the Jianghu seem to have opened up the two gates leading to this square. At this moment, there are still scattered people from the Jianghu appearing from the gates, shouting and rushing to the attic.

The scene was lively, but it looked somewhat weird.

As the offensive side, the number of these people from the rivers and lakes is not dominant. Visually, there are only three to five hundred people, and they feel unorganized, scattered like a mess.

And what about masters?Where did the master go?
Didn't it mean that there are several great masters in the realm of the gods?What about three-digit Mingshen Realm masters?
Why are there some dead fish and rotten shrimps below, there are only a few small people in the Mingshen Realm, and they are choking and paddling in the corner, just yelling, but they don't rush to the front...

And those who bleed, why are they all the lowest level of body training, some seem to just learn three tricks and two styles, and dare to show off, betting on such a small chance without even risking their lives?

Although people in the Jianghu are such a group of desperadoes, this is too brainless!
On the defensive side, the two teams are clearly separated. One side is the official force composed of the city guard and the city lord's guard. The two sets of armor are slightly different. They are on full alert inside and outside. You can see the city lord's eldest son in the middle of the formation. command.

The eldest son held a folding fan and was dressed in a robe, calm and composed. Under his command, the entire city guard army was like fingers, advancing and retreating in unison, appearing majestic. In addition, everyone was wearing thin armor and holding It is a sharp weapon, so the defensive momentum is solid, and those madmen who rushed forward like waves crashed in front of this reef.

Li Xing, the leader of the other team, also saw clearly that he was the second son of the city lord.

Compared with the boss of his family, he has a completely different style. This guy personally rushed to the front line, killing all directions with his own strength in the Mingshen realm. , but his hands are like knives and his feet are like axes.

Between offense and defense, he opened wide and closed wide, and he was not afraid of colliding with any weapon at all. He was unstoppable in rampaging between incoming enemies, and behind him were the disciples who were different from the previous sect.

At first glance, there were more than a hundred. Now most of the shots are disciples in the body forging state, united behind him, giving full play to the characteristics of their respective sects, and using moves and techniques that are superior to those in the world. These people in the rivers and lakes who tried to break through from their direction formed a crushing situation.

The people from the two sides were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other, but they completely stopped the three parties from coming to the enemy.

Although the scene was intense, that was all there was to it, the real strong hadn't appeared yet!
Suddenly Li Xing felt something, he sensed it, and an awe-inspiring aura quietly descended on the field, descending on the three-story attic.

Li Xing didn't dare to raise his head, afraid that his sight would be perceived by others, so he quietly pulled a little Mingxin to the maximum, and swept his consciousness across the attic.

It was a sharp sword, a peerless sword hidden in a scabbard, and it was about to move to the third floor of the attic.

No one in the arena felt it, but the people outside the arena responded.

The same aura rose up from the sidelines, as if they had been waiting there for a long time, complementing Jue Tian Jian.

The fun has begun!Li Xing thought so, and as expected, the situation in the field changed.

The first group of Jianghu people appeared at the gate of the city, but each of these guys looked dignified, and they felt a little more of a sense of unity when they walked. up the square.

And on the high wall, there were several figures looming, and each figure brought great pressure to Li Xing.

It seems that these masters of the God Realm are about to be unable to hold back.

Li Xing turned his head hastily, not daring to look any further, for fear that they would notice his gaze, so he had to firmly control his eyes to the center of the battlefield.

The situation of the battle changed again, the guys who entered the game later seemed to be different from the ones who entered the field earlier, and any guy who stopped in front of them could only get a knife from the back.

The guys who entered the arena first suffered disaster, fell to the ground one after another like wrapped dumplings, but the clever ones took the initiative to move away, and hid on the edge of the battlefield to recover a small life, making room for the follow-up troops. more ample space.

The sound of shouting and killing in the arena stagnated for a while, as if a rest was pressed.

But everyone's expressions became more dignified, because they knew that the real battle was coming now.

Li Xing is no longer a rookie who knows nothing about the Jianghu. Since he successfully practiced in the Cangshu Pavilion in the Mirror, he has already mastered all kinds of martial arts in the Jianghu. Just look at that Just by the posture a person uses, one can tell which faction he comes from, and what kind of tricks he has.

For example, at the front, the dozens of people holding broken knives facing the eldest son's queue are from a well-known sect in Qingping City.

They started with a two-foot-long knife, and as their cultivation became more advanced, they would cut off an inch of the blade every time they broke through a level. It seemed that their goal was to achieve a state where there was no knife in their hands, but a knife in their hearts.

It is said that their guild leader has already touched the threshold of the God-manifesting Realm, holding a 7-inch short knife, full of sword energy, and is best at piercing armor, which can be regarded as prestigious.

But at this moment, the leader of the sect didn't seem to show his face, but a master of the Mingshen realm led dozens of disciples of the body forging realm, and stood in front of the guards of Huan'an City in a very targeted manner.

There was another group of people, a group of four formed a queue, a dozen or so small formations intertwined, mopping the ground with crescent halberds in their hands, and the queue did not disperse as they marched.

This group of people also has a theory that it seems to be a local gang in the border town and the northern city. Because the alien race there has not yet been convinced, most of the local gangs have the duty to fight against the alien race, and the alien race there is tall and powerful, so they master He set up a routine of playing more and fighting less to deal with masters. He called himself 'Sixianghuantianzhen' and his gang was called Sixiangmen.

In addition to these two factions with obvious characteristics and highly targeted queues, the rest of the Jianghu people also occupy the core positions, and all of them have extraordinary backgrounds, and they all seem to be quite distinctive.

Except for freaks like Li Xing who have already memorized their characteristics, others may not recognize so many complicated sects, but if they underestimate these people because of this, they will definitely suffer a big loss!

This wave poured into the rivers and lakes with two to three hundred people, squeezing the venue tightly.

There was no formation, and there was no scene to talk about. The two parties immediately fought together.

With the Four Elephant Sect as the main force, the four of them collaborated to focus on the elite, and the weapons of the Four Elephant Sect disciples were sharp.

Although most of the Shangzong's disciples' skills and skills are higher than those of the opponent, in terms of battlefield division, tacit cooperation, experience and murderous aura in the battle formation, Chen Ping's long-standing Shangzong in Huan'an City is far inferior to these at any time. In the frontier town where life and death are fought.

The disciples of the Shangzong have been injured repeatedly, although they reluctantly used the form of the sect to protect them, kept alternately covering, and used the masters of the Mingshen to check for gaps and make up for the omissions. In addition, the disciples of the Sixiangmen did not kill them. Perish, but their position has been compressed out of shape, and it seems that they are about to fall apart immediately.

But the disciples of the Shangzong are still there, because their brothers in the God Realm haven't all shot yet, and there are still a dozen brothers in the rear, which is where their confidence lies.

The situation of the city guards is not much better. The disciples of Duandaomen are best at piercing armor with saber energy. When their own defense is in vain, their kung fu is far below the average level of people in the Jianghu, and there are many People died on the spot.

Of course, they can also form battle formations, but in small-scale conflicts, the battle formations they usually practice are so out of date.

Under the relentless attack of the leader of Duandaomen, the formation of the city guards collapsed even faster, and one after another the city guards fell to the ground.

In addition to these two frontal battlefields, people from the rivers and lakes in the other direction also showed their magical powers like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. Those who used strange weapons, hidden weapons, and poisons stirred up the other side into a pot of porridge.

Li Xing was condescending, and he could clearly see that the eldest son's camp had become chaotic. Even the eldest son was flustered for a while, and had no choice but to invest in his reserve force.

The guards made a move, those elite city guards trained by Ye Qingcheng, using the masters of the gods as arrows, the elite power immediately transformed into the hard point in the field like a tiger descending the mountain, and then blocked the broken knife with overwhelming force door attack.

By the way, the tide rushing towards them from the other side was also smashed to death on the beach.

Obviously, the defenders are exhausted and are about to face failure. If they continue to fight like this, the defensive strength of the city lord will be exhausted sooner or later, and no one knows how many masters of the rivers and lakes are waiting outside to prepare for the attack. Fishing in troubled waters.

In an instant, the faces of the two sons were both sad. They both felt the huge pressure. Although they couldn't tell what the masters of the gods were waiting for, why didn't they just make a move?

But as far as the current situation is concerned, these people who have become red-eyed now don't care what your identity is. If this one fails, the defender will be wiped out.

As for the second young master, he couldn't hold back any longer. The disciples of Shangzong's Mingshen Realm acted as arrows with him, staring at the incoming Mingshenjing like a thief and king, and killed seven people in a short while. out.

But all of a sudden, there was really no energy left in the arena.

The corner of Li Xing's eyes flashed, and he found a few figures hidden in it. Finally, someone remembered that they gathered here today not to provoke the majesty of Huan'an City and Shangzong, nor to rebel or to kill blood Flowing into a river, their goal is just that attic!

The four figures suddenly rose up, all at the level of the Mingshen Realm, but they were all outstanding in lightness kung fu who concealed their bodies and auras.

Before, they paddled in the battlefield and preserved themselves, but now they seized this opportunity and immediately stood out.

Or it spreads its wings like a big roc, or it touches water like a dragonfly, or it follows you like a shadow.

Avoiding places where the battle was fierce, caught everyone by surprise.

The few of them glanced at each other, as if they didn't expect that someone would have the same idea as themselves, but this was not a good time to provoke each other, so they tried their best to rush to the attic.

The Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master obviously had no other options, and the other party was about to come to the attic.

At this critical moment, I saw two big men appearing out of nowhere, standing in front of the door of Zangshu Pavilion.

One of them moved his body simply, while the other actually picked his nose and crotch, with a look of indifference.

It was them!
Li Xing recognized these two at a glance, but it was precisely because of this that he was so puzzled, because those two guys were actually Wang Jia and Wang Yi who drank with him that day!

Logically speaking, wouldn't the members of the Haihe Society also go to the Zangshu Pavilion?

(End of this chapter)