Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 42 Ren Yingying dies

"Elder Tong!"

The members of the Fenglei Church were wide-eyed with anger, but the person who flew up from the cliff with Tong Baixiong was stabbed to death by a sword as soon as his head appeared, and then fell down the hundred-foot-high slope together with Tong Baixiong's body.

Without the protection of internal energy, the height of a hundred feet is enough to shatter their limbs. If they hit the ground head first, they will be torn apart like a watermelon, and their death will be extremely miserable.

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

Ren Yingying couldn't help but shouted sharply.

Under the command of the Holy Aunt, the members of the Sun Moon Sect finally restored some order. Except for some people who stayed behind to take care of the wounded, the rest of the members were full of anger and went back up the mountain from all directions.

Jia Bu pulled out the iron nails from his shoulders and threw them on the ground. He frowned and said, "There are masters among the people in the ambush. Could they be from Ouchi? But we have never had anything to do with them. Why did they attack us?"

"Could it be that...the so-called decent people are begging for mercy from the imperial court and exchanging huge profits for the imperial court to take action?" Ren Yingying speculated wildly.

She was also a little at a loss at this time. Although she had been pampered since she was a child and was used to watching the fighting in the world from the perspective of a superior, she was still blank in the field of battlefield confrontation. The order she just gave was the result of her innate intelligence and agility.

Jia Bu reluctantly stood up, but his right palm, which had directly touched the exploding wine jar, was still hanging down and seemed to be unconscious.

He said fiercely: "This sneak attack caused the death and injury of hundreds of members of our divine religion. This is a large casualty that has not been seen in ten years. I will not take revenge if I don't take revenge! Disciples of Qinglong Hall, listen to the order! Follow me up the mountain to kill the enemy."

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The congregants wearing green robes suddenly became more energetic, shouted loudly, and followed closely the disciples of Fenglei Hall.

With her backbone, Ren Yingying breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Jia was indeed recognized as the first elder under the leader. Even if the enemy could sneak attack and kill Uncle Tong, they would never be able to defeat Uncle Jia who was fully focused on him.

Sure enough, when he raised his head again, the figures of the church members were already revealed on the top of the mountain. Ren Yingying's face was filled with joy. She was able to run from the rear to the front. She had obviously killed the enemy.

Little did she know that these hundreds of believers were going up the mountain with great momentum, expecting to encounter a group of soldiers who were waiting for them. Their eyes were already red, their muscles were bulging, and their veins were popping out. They just waited for them to rush forward and charge into the battle.

Unexpectedly, when we reached the top of the mountain, there was only a big tree with two people hugging each other. There were no enemy troops anywhere.

The congregants were like ants on a hot pot, scuttling back and forth in the forest, not to mention enemies, not even a rabbit.

They stood on the hillside and stared blankly below. If it weren't for the bodies lying on the ground and the charred ground, they might have thought that everything just happened was just their imagination.

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

It's not impossible... Now they can still smell a burning smell like sulfur.

"Huh? What's the sound?"

One person wondered, and everyone looked back and saw a long line of black gravel on the ground not far away, with smoky flames running fast on it.

"It can't be a lead, right?"

A person's tone was light, as if he was beyond love.

The expressions of the others 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 she heard a loud noise and the sky was dyed orange.

The limbs of the congregants and the broken rocks were scattered in all directions as fragments of the explosion.

He couldn't tell whether the red tracks drawn in the sky were blood or flames.

Ren Yingying's raised hand froze completely in mid-air, her eyes filled with 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. She saw a figure in green clothes walking among the congregation at the foot of the mountain as if strolling in a garden.

It's like picking and choosing when shopping. When this person meets a believer, he raises his hand and stabs him with a sword. If he is blocked, even the weapon in the opponent's hand will be shattered like ceramics, and then the sword will continue to slide in.

The other party's throat or heart and liver will not be delayed even for a moment.

There is no sword intent, moves, or styles at all, not even the slightest bit fancy. It is just like buying groceries, harvesting the lives of Sun Moon Cult members with an almost daily attitude.

Even she, a holy aunt, was not worthy of a single word from the other party. She was no different from ordinary believers when she died.

Who...is this person?

Before Ren Yingying died, this was the only confusion in her mind.

When he looked back, he saw the long sword in his hand. The side of the sword was reflected by the afterglow of flames, but the other side was as white as jade.

Bai Jian...Chen Guang?

Ren Yingying's lifeless eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

One problem is solved, but countless problems follow.

For example, why he is here, why he is so strong, why there will be explosions on the mountain, why he dares to charge into the battle alone, why he is so young...

However, it was a pity that the time she had to reflect on the past was wasted in random thoughts. Before she had time to do the revolving door, the blood in her heart ran out.

He just knelt on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, his face on the soil, and his eyes were blank.

The holy aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect died here.

"Asshole! He killed the holy aunt! He killed the holy aunt!"

The congregation at the foot of the mountain went crazy. Even those who had been severely injured by the bomb but survived were limping or crawling on the ground and running desperately in the direction of Chen Guang.

Chen Guang suddenly became happy. He thought that after killing a few of them, the morale of the group would collapse and they would scatter.

At that point, it will be just as much work as chasing a thousand pigs, which is much harder than killing these people head-on.

This was also the reason why he had been using explosives before, striving to cause huge damage at once every time he shot, otherwise he would not have such a good opportunity if he ran away.

Fortunately, these people are indeed elite, so it will be easy to fight.

Enemies were coming from all directions, but before they could attack Chen Guang, his neck felt cold, and then his wrist suddenly lost the strength to lift the sword, and he fell to the ground.

There is a saying that if you can deal with four people at the same time with bare hands, you will no longer be afraid of group fights. Because only four people can attack you at the same time.

If weapons are added, the distance between the two sides can be further increased, so the theory has to become: it can deal with twelve people at the same time.

Corresponds exactly to the twelve directions of the alarm clock.

As long as you can hold weapons and deal with people from these twelve directions at the same time, no matter how many people come, it's just a meal delivery.

So sometimes Chen Guang is also curious about how the strong man who was killed by hundreds of thousands of troops in some novels died?

Are you exhausted? But don’t you know how to run when you are tired?

He shook his head, not wanting to think about this boring question anymore.

Anyway, the strongest elites of Fenglei Hall and Qinglong Hall were all seriously injured by those two bombs. Not even one out of ten was left alive.

Among the remaining people, there are not many top-notch experts, and they are not much better than those Songshan people who have practiced evil swordsmanship... although they are all killed with one sword.

Chen Guang just walked forward slowly while swinging the long sword in his hand without any rules, just like a player in the game who has turned on the one-hit kill modifier.

No one within the range of the long sword can survive for a second.

This situation lasted for a cup of tea, and finally, the people from the Sun and Moon God Sect backed down.

No matter how brave and fearless a person is, if they see a meat grinder running at full power in front of them, they will not rush into it without thinking, right?

(End of chapter)