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The sound of hooves was thunder and thunder. Although they were far apart, a killing aura hit everyone's hearts as if they were substantial. The little girl shrank her body, only half of her face was revealed, and she stared at the door with her eyes wide open, both curious and scared. Except for the swordsman sitting cross-legged in a corner, everyone stood up and exchanged suspicious eyes with each other. The rain was like rain and the mountain road was slippery. Who was so bold to ride on the horse? Several flexible businessmen had a face like earth, their legs were shaking, and they almost scared their guts on the spot.

The wind became stronger and the rain became faster. A nervous atmosphere filled the hall. Hu Xiaomao sweated in his palms and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master, who is here?" Mo Tianfeng shook his head, obviously he could not guess the identity of the visitor.

The team of men and horses came so fast that they ran outside the ancestral hall gate in a few breaths. Only the war horses were neighing and the iron armor clanged, and the people came jumped off the horse's back. With a bang, the gate of the ancestral hall was hit into pieces and flew away. With a flash of lightning, a group of warriors in armor stepped across the threshold and entered in one after another, quickly forming a triangle formation, and penetrated straight towards the hall. They were like messengers of hell, all wearing black clothes and black armor, with cold and sharp eyes without any emotion, and they let the violent rain whip the rock-like faces, and their brows were not frowning at all. They were about thirty people, with uniform steps and well-trained weapons. The weapons in their hands were sharp and shiny, emitting a strong murderous aura. For a moment, they could hear the needles falling from the hall, and only the sound of "cracking" footsteps sounded in the rain.

A businessman finally couldn't bear the pressure of fear, his legs softened, and he sat on the floor, screaming: "Raging Wind Armor! They are Storm!"

Dongfang Changhe and others looked at each other, and a tide was stirred in their hearts. Tonight, they would have unexpectedly met the Nufeng Village dead soldiers, one of the eight major parishes. This time they were in trouble! It is rumored that Nufeng Village has always only done big business and is disdainful of ordinary vendors traveling, but the people gathered in the hall tonight seemed to have no rare treasures. I wonder why the people from Nufeng Village came here in the rain at night? Although those merchants asked themselves that they were not qualified to alarm the people in Nufeng Village, they met the robbers who were killing people. Who was shocked and called unlucky? Only the swordsman sitting alone in the corner had his hands holding the sword as smoothly as usual, and his breathing frequency did not change at all.

In a blink of an eye, the black-clad soldier in Nufeng Village had broken the doors and windows neatly and rushed into the hall with wind and rain. The leader raised his hand and made a gesture. Everyone seemed to hear the command of the war drum. At the same time, they stopped and stared forward, with their backs straight and their momentum condensed as a mountain. The raindrops on the armor fell to the ground, ticking sound. Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, and ordered them to prohibit them, and they were moving forward and retreating. What a terrible team!

The man in the lead was nearly nine feet tall, his muscles were bulging, and he was holding a mace covered with iron nails in one hand, like a human-shaped beast, with crazy fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He swept the people in the hall around his eyes, as if he was looking down at a group of tiny ants, and coldly declared: "It's the woman's who stand up, it's the man's who gets away! Otherwise, there's no mercy!"

Dongfang Changhe, Zhou Zihuan and others were all furious. Literatures established themselves with backbone, and martial people established themselves with face. They were either from aristocratic families or famous disciples. They usually had to make them three points in the world. How could anyone ever be looked down upon by others? Especially when they heard the other party's tone, they seemed to want to plunder women. How could they let Dongfang Yan fall into the clutches?

Zhou Zihuan sneered and said, "You think you are the destined official of the court. What a big tone! Just by your name in Nufeng Village, you are not qualified to command my Wudang disciple!"

The black-armored man looked at Zhou Zihuan from a high place and shouted, "I don't care whether you are a Shaolin or a Wudang disciple. If you don't get out of here, you will be able to get rid of the corpses!" The mace in his hand paused down, the floor was sunken, and the surrounding blue bricks were covered with cracks.

Dongfang Changhe laughed loudly and said, "If you think that you can convince us with just a brute force, it would be too ridiculous! In this hall, in addition to the disciples of Wudang, there are two heroes of Hengshan and the iron guards of my Dongfang family. If you really want to fight, you may not be able to win!"

The black-armored man was stunned. Wudang and Hengshan sects and the strength of the Dongfang family, even if the arrogant and willful boss is present, he must consider the consequences of the war. Although Nufeng Village can dominate one side, it is not as strong as these three sects. Once they are besieged by them, they will be removed from the world. He has developed limbs, his mind is not simple, and his mind changes sharply, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that there are so many masters gathered in this deserted village. I Nufeng Village is disrespectful! However, we have followed Boss Qiu's orders and all women who want to leave Hunan will be temporarily detained and will be released after Boss Qiu's observation. If there is any offense, please forgive me!"

Dongfang Changhe frowned and asked, "There are hundreds of women leaving Xiaoxiang. Who are the people who are the Lord Qiu from Nufeng Village looking for?"

The black-armored man said, "The demon woman Li Yan'er has appeared in the Hunan-Guangxi area recently. After being discovered, she has disguised herself as a scattered person. This matter has spread so much. You must have heard of it. As a member of the Jianghu Village, I must not let the demon woman escape from Hunan and have been covered with eyeliners in the mountains and forests at the junction of Hunan and Jiangxi, which has cut off her possibility of escaping over mountains and ridges. Only Boss Qiu has seen the demon woman in our village, so he cannot make such a bad decision. Any woman who passes by this place must personally verify her true self. Boss Qiu is the first to tell her that she is better to catch a thousand mistakes than to miss one!"

Everyone suddenly realized why they came to mobilize their troops. Li Yan'er has been able to escape the pursuit of countless people for more than ten years, but she is still missing. Her ability to change her appearance is superb. If she had not seen her appearance with her own eyes, even the internal master with sharp eyes could not expose her disguise. Although the method of Nufeng Village is very troublesome, it is quite effective. As long as Li Yan'er wants to escape to Jiangxi, she will not be able to pass the Nufeng Village level.

Hu Xiaomao shook his head secretly. So many big men made it difficult for a woman to be embarrassed, but this man was not aware of himself and was very thick-skinned. Suddenly, someone in front of him snorted lowly, and he looked up and found that the middle-aged man holding the little girl, for some reason, looked unhappy. Hu Xiaomao was surprised. Does anyone sympathize with Li Yan'er like him?

Dongfang Changhe said seriously: "I, Dongfang Changhe, swear by the reputation of my family. No one in our group disguises himself, and no one has any connection with Li Yan'er!" Li Yan'er is a public enemy in the world. Whoever dares to protect her will be ruined. Dongfang Changhe knows the power of it and immediately declares it solemnly.

The black-armored man said, "I will naturally not doubt the words of Master Dongfang," he paused and stared at Dongfang Yan in red clothes, "But I can't violate it if I let it go out like a mountain. Please follow me back to the mountain immediately. Boss Qiu must nod to let people pass."

Before everyone could react, Dongfang Yan cursed with his hips: "You big bear, who would go back to you? I would come whenever I like to come, and I would go when I like to walk, so I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you!" Dongfang Changhe's face turned pale. If the other party took his sister away, it would not only be that Dongfang Yan's innocence would be criticized in the future, but more importantly, the reputation of the Dongfang family was damaged. Who can bear this responsibility! He reached out and pressed Dongfang Yan's shoulder lightly and said word by word: "Your Nufeng Village wants to take people away unless I fell down from Dongfang Changhe!"

Zhou Zihuan drew his sword in his hand without saying a word, and said loudly: "Who dares to touch Miss Dongfang's hair? I, Zhou Zihuan, will not agree!" He acted like a hero protecting beauty, generous and fearless. Dongfang Yan smiled sweetly at him to show encouragement, and then glanced at Mo Tianfeng in the distance, cold as ice, and secretly annoyed that he had nothing to say. Mo Tianfeng scratched his scalp helplessly, sighing in his heart that women are really difficult to deal with.

The black-armored man looked dark and he raised the mace in his hand. The armored soldiers behind him raised the weapons in their hands at the same time, shouting in unison: "Raging wind! Rage wind! Rage wind!" Three lifts and three shouts, the armor was clanging, and the majestic loud sound almost overturned the roof of the tiles, which made everyone's ears buzz. As soon as the shout stopped, the spear like a forest pointed diagonally forward, and the soldiers' eyes were bloodshot, and the center of gravity was leaning forward, ready to attack at any time. The boundless murderous aura surged out of the formation, causing the temperature in the hall to suddenly drop. The soldiers of the turbulent wind were all survivors who survived from the battlefield, killing people, ruthless, and the murderous aura condensed was colder and stronger than any master. If they were not brave enough, they would probably be scared to their hands and feet sore and let them slaughter.

Seeing this invincible momentum, everyone squeezed cold sweat. The merchants quickly went to the edge of the hall to avoid being involved in the vortex of the fight for no reason and being killed by someone. Mo Tianfeng hesitated for a moment and pulled Hu Xiaomao away.

Hu Xiaomao asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, why don't you go to help?" Mo Tianfeng smiled mysteriously: "You will understand after a while!"

The black-armored man said sternly: "I am the only one in the border of Xiaoxiang! I am polite to you, I am not afraid of you! Even so, if you refuse to obey the orders, this ancestral hall will be your burial place!"

Zhou Zihuan shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, look at the sword!" As soon as he slid, the three-foot sword stabbed away. This sword should have been flattened, because the other party was too tall, and he had to lift it from the bottom to the top of the sword, pointing to the throat. This green light passed through the space, as if it were dreams and illusions, but it aroused a cruel murderous intent.

The black-armored man was Liu Sanba, the second leader of Nufeng Village. He killed thousands of people all his life. When he saw the enemy's sword heading straight to the vital point, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!" He raised his arm and blocked the sword. Two steel spears were stretched out behind him at the same time, as fast as lightning, and stabbed forward from his waist. The wind and thunder sounded at the tip of the spear, and was full of strength. The dead soldiers of Nufeng Village cooperated for many years, and their offense and defense were integrated. They specialized in practicing tricks against martial arts masters. They adhered to the principle of fighting less and attacking them with less, and striving to hurt the enemy with one move.

Zhou Zihuan was slightly stuffy when her opponent was shocked by her opponent's shout. The sword slowed down and stabbed Liu Sanba's armour armor. Sparks flew everywhere, and he couldn't hurt him at all. Before he could recover the sword, he suddenly saw Hongying swaying. The raging wind armored soldiers hiding behind Liu Sanba came out to attack him. The momentum was very rapid and unexpected. At the critical moment, the sword was beating, and a long sword came first. The sword body was slapped left and right, and two sounds of shock were used to open the steel gun, but Zhao Yang saw that his fellow disciple was in a dangerous mirror and immediately used his sword to reinforce. If he was a little slower, Zhou Zihuan would be seriously injured if caught off guard.

Liu Sanba did not expect that the killing game of every shot was destroyed. He was angry and shouted "Qi!" He picked up the mace and swept the opponent in front of him in a terrifying and unstoppable situation. The soldiers behind him heard the order, thrust and stabbed the gun, shouting loudly, and followed the leader forward, like a moving steel wall, squeezing towards the opponent.

Everyone was worried about the Dongfang Changhe and others when they saw the formations and the guns were flying.

The pressure suddenly increased greatly. Zhao Yang and Zhou Zihuan were the first to be hit, as if they were hit by anger. Their clothes were flying backwards, and they suddenly sounded. Zhao Yang's long sword trembled, and they drew a sword circle in front of him to offset the enemy's arrogance, shouting in a low voice: "Tai Chi Sword Formation!" Zhou Zihuan understood, and the long sword in his hand changed his moves. He secretly stepped on the Bagua direction under his feet, and set up a formation side by side with his senior brother, and took over Liu Sanba's fierce attack. He saw the two swords flying together, using the four-character sword decision in the sword technique, like water flowing unstable, like the rotation of the sun and the moon, like a spring silkworm spitting silk, first remove the strong energy of the mace, and then emit invisible sword energy to wrap around and bind, trying to overcome hardness with softness.

Liu Sanba danced the mace with a breeze, opening and closing, as if charging on the battlefield, with simple and fierce moves. He was wearing strong armor and practicing body-protecting skills. With the cooperation of the raging wind armor soldiers around him, he didn't have to worry about defense at all, so he went forward bravely, like an evil tiger going down the mountain and roaring and mad. Although Zhou Zihuan and Zhao Yang's swordsman were superb and good at capturing the opponent's flaws in their tricks, Liu Sanba was very violent and brave, forcing them to be careful when they set out to avoid being smashed by their opponent's mace with a sword. Fortunately, Liu Sanba was also a little afraid of the exquisiteness of Wudang sword technique, and did not dare to escape from the cover of the formation, and rushed too hard alone.

When Dongfang Changhe saw Wudang's two swords resisting the enemy's attack, he was naturally unwilling to let out a sigh. With a clear roar, two crescent moon-shaped weapons slid out of his sleeves. He held the guard handles in both hands and quickly slashed at the steel gun that was coming towards him. The Qimen weapons in his hand were the two wheels of Jingyue unique to the Dongfang family. They were all sharp and sharp as iron as mud. There were eight crystal-clear gems inlaid on the guard handles. When they were used, it seemed like the bright moon broke through the sky and suddenly shone the dark hall. It turned out that these gems were not for decoration, but used their characteristics of refracting light to stimulate the enemy's eyes with strong light, causing the opponent to temporarily lose the ability to distinguish objects. As soon as the two wheels came out, the strong light suddenly appeared, and the raging wind armored soldiers who attacked in front of him were indeed not as good as they were instinctively closed their eyes, and the gun array formed suddenly appeared in chaos.

Dongfang Changhe used his strength to his arms, and the two wheels saw the neutral gear and slashed down. "Click", "Clang" and "Clang" sounded, and the two spear heads were cut off by Jingyue Wheel and fell to the ground. Dongfang Changhe kicked out with a bullet leg, hitting a man in the chest with a bang, and the iron armor of the breast protection was immediately sunk. At this moment, three steel guns rushed over from both sides, stabbing him in the upper, middle and lower directions. If you attack the enemy, you will rescue him and prevent him from taking the opportunity to hurt others. Dongfang Changhe had to inhale and sweep back. The enemy's formation changed at the same time. The person with the broken spear retreated and disappeared into the formation. Two new forces rushed to the front row, as fierce and agile, and the gun could not be released, so they stabbed straight in.

Dongfang Changhe relied on the advantages of weapons to cut off the enemy's spear, and his wrist was shocked. Seeing that the opponent's pace was not at all distracted, he continued to slam the gun and stabbed his scalp. His shocking moon wheel was a short weapon, which was conducive to close-up confrontation. He was most afraid of this kind of head-on fighting style, especially the opponent's formation, which was as solid as a rock, and did not give him the opportunity to attack closely. He had no room to perform his martial arts. He had used eight success powers of success just now, but he was unable to kill the opponent. It can be seen that these roaring wind armor soldiers not only had very strong armor, but also had much stronger physical strength than ordinary people, and were extremely difficult to deal with.

When the Dongfang Changhe thought, a figure flashed, and the golden blade broke through the air, blocking the steel guns that had been stabbed one by one. It turned out that the four iron guards of the Eastern Palace immediately pulled out their weapons and rushed to rescue them. The four of them were all trained masters, and they had a tacit understanding with each other. If they didn't do anything, they tried their best. The weapons were fighting and Mars flew, making the lightning that was horizontal outside the window pale.

Dongfang Yan also showed off two scimitars, and the sword flashed and rushed up behind the iron guard. Because she was not a man, she was not qualified to practice the unique "Shocking Moon Heart Method" of his family, so she practiced scimitars rather than double wheels of hand guards since she was a child. Her sword technique absorbed the strengths of each family and focused on light and agile changes. From a distance, she looked at the red-clothed snow knife, which was particularly graceful and charming, and her posture was very graceful. Dongfang Changhe retreated and moved forward, deliberately protecting her sister. The two scimitars of Shocking Moon and the enemy gun were thrilling.

Yin Tianyun quietly pressed the sword and retreated from the sidelines. He looked at Mo Tianfeng with a slight anger. He was shocked and doubtful, what was this junior brother thinking? At this time, he stood by and watched. Do he want to use the trick of using a knife to kill people? If the battle is not good, he can only escape alone, just taking advantage of the benefits of the rush of night rain to cover up the traces.

The two sides confronted head-on, with strong winds blowing, and the sound of weapons colliding sharply. The audience had to cover their ears and lean against the wall and try to stay away from the battle circle.

Hu Xiaomao retreated with everyone, her vest was slightly cool, and her clothes were wet by the flying rain. Suddenly, a faint and pure fragrance could be smelled at the end of her nose. Looking at her side, the two detectives squeezed over and stood beside him intentionally or unintentionally. Hu Xiaomao was surprised in her heart and couldn't help but look at the two of them. The other party felt that the older man's eyes drooped, and his eyes suddenly burst into a strange light, piercing into his heart. Hu Xiaomao's heart felt like he was hit by a hammer, and his blood almost stagnated. He was so scared that he turned his head and looked at him.

The rage armored soldiers were firm in their steps, and the iron formation formed slowly moved forward, with a captivating momentum that crushed all objects blocking the way. In front of the iron walls, the attacks of Dongfang Changhe and others were like waves of rocks, with almost no effect and could not cause fatal damage to the other party. They gradually fell at a disadvantage and retreated step by step. If they fought alone, the Dongfang Changhe side was naturally the dominant side, but at this moment, their strengths could not be exerted at all. On the contrary, the rage armored soldiers had a thorough grasp of the overall tactics and skillful use of the overall combat, and combined with the benefits of the armour, they created a situation that was beneficial to themselves, and firmly grasped the initiative.

Everyone was frightened as the Raging Wind soldiers gained the upper hand, and they couldn't help but feel frightened. If Dongfang Changhe and others lost their bloody battle, their party would lose their only guarantee and their lives would be hard to save.

Suddenly, Liu Sanba shouted loudly, "Go!" The iron formation changed again. The soldiers standing in the last two rows snatched out from both sides, one on the left and one on the right, as if a pair of black arms stretched out from the formation, forming a surround against the opponent. Once the two ends merged, Dongfang Changhe and others would be completely surrounded, and they would be attacked from both sides, and the situation would be even more critical.
Chapter completed!